Take your sister to catch a ghost

Chapter 139 Breathing Sound

I shone a flashlight on them, and there were real shadows, indicating that these are not phantoms, but real existence, but ghosts have no shadows. I have no idea whether they are pure dead people or ghosts .

And when I came in just now, I obviously didn't see these things, but now they suddenly appeared. If it was a hallucination, there should be no shadow. Now I am not only panic, but also puzzled...

My body was a little weak, and I leaned on the wall with my hands. No matter where I went in this room, even if they were still the same as before, I always felt that all the corpses were looking at me, and their empty eyes were full of words. Fear and hatred make people feel guilty.

I looked around, these things were too real, did I miss them when I came in, or did they appear after I came in?Even I can't figure it out myself.

Whether it's a human or a ghost, I can't be so passive, so I mustered up the courage to say hello to the room.

There was no response, and when I was about to make the next move, there was a strange giggling sound from around the room. The sound was very sharp, like fingernails on a blackboard, and I couldn't help but shudder. Trembling, it was the laughter of one person at first, and then more and more people became a crowd of laughter.

The laughter seemed to come in from outside the house, and it was getting closer and closer. Just when I thought the source of the sound was about to appear at the door, the laughter stopped abruptly and was replaced by a man's sobbing sound, which was far away from me. It was very close, as if it was right next to me. I hurriedly looked around, but I didn't see anything.

But right away, I stopped all my movements and looked up to the roof, where a black shadow was moving on the beams of the roof.

I tensed my nerves to look carefully, and then slowly turned on the light of the flashlight.

Standing on the beam was a black cat. When I turned on the flashlight, it stared at me. It was calm at first, but after only two seconds of staring at each other, it began to scream at the room. Lung cracking screams.

I also realized that something was wrong, and when I looked down, the eyes of the corpses in the room had shifted. It was no longer me, but the black cat on the beam.

The cat kept spinning on the beam, screaming crazily at the corpses looking at it, and slowly began to become crazy, and finally jumped off the beam and rushed out of the house.

Less than ten seconds after going out, I heard a cat screaming, and then fell silent.

I swallowed a mouthful of saliva, it seems that not only the inside of the house is not clean, but the outside yard is also not clean.

The laughter is gone, the crying is gone, and the meowing is gone... The whole world seems to be dying, and there is no sound at all.

My legs were a little weak, and I supported the wall so as not to fall. This is the first time I have been frightened like this in so many years.

Going on like this is not an option. While watching them for any new movements, I reached into my pocket and took out a few copper coins.

I didn't count how many pieces there were, so I took them out and threw them at them.

There was a messy and crisp sound, the copper coins fell to the ground, the corpses just now disappeared without a trace, and the room returned to the way I came in before.

The sandalwood has almost been extinguished, and all that have been burned, without exception, are all evil things.

How many people died in this room, I can't estimate it anymore, the most important thing now is to get out of this Taoist temple, and stay here again, even if you don't get scared to death, you will have to be affected by the negative breath here.

This place is too weird, I always feel that what I see is only a part, and the more terrifying thing has not yet appeared.

I took the flashlight and went outside. There were definitely more dirty things than I saw. The cat died outside just now, which meant that there were some things in the yard that I hadn't seen.

I quickly walked out of the inner courtyard, and when I reached the outer courtyard, I patted my chest and took a few deep breaths.

Even standing outside, I still feel something is looking at me, and my heart is a little hairy!

Almost fleeing, I went back to the old man's house and woke up the old man when I tiptoed to bed. The old man asked me where I had been.

I was talking about night (going to the toilet).

After he asked this question, he continued to snore again, but I stared out of the dark window and looked out. I still have lingering fears when I think about what I saw in the Taoist temple just now.

The old man said that people who went there will sleepwalk when they come back. Although I am very confident in myself, for the sake of insurance, I still try to stay awake and dare not sleep. If it really sleepwalks, I have nothing to do.

Keeping eyes open, the state of mind has begun to fear and become enjoying the quiet of the night.

I slept on the inside of the bed, and the old man slept on the outside. This is the way of hospitality in the countryside.

I carefully studied the layout of this bedroom when I came in. A vermilion writing desk, a vermilion wardrobe, and a vermilion bed, these three things are all the furniture in this bedroom.

The old man's house is made of yellow mud, and the roof is tightly covered by bricks and tiles. In order to increase the brightness, a few tiles made of glass are placed on the roof. This brightness is obviously not enough, so it is still A square window was cut on the wall and blocked with a few wooden sticks to prevent thieves from entering the house.

The old man was snoring at first, but he stopped suddenly, very abruptly. I had been listening to his snoring just now, but now that he stopped, I felt a little uncomfortable.

Without the snoring, the night became even more silent, and even the old man's breathing could be heard.

It didn't take long before I realized something was wrong. In this dark scene, I heard the breathing of a third person besides me and the old man, and the sound was very faint.

I looked out subconsciously, but I only saw a piece of blackness. If it weren't for the night, I would really suspect that I had gone blind.

"I'm not leaving." The old man muttered suddenly, and his legs flicked accordingly.

I was startled by the old man's voice.

After that, the old man stopped talking, and I calmed down and listened carefully. I heard it right just now. Besides me and the old man, there was really another person breathing in this room.

Damn it!When I came in just now, I put my backpack on the desk and put the flashlight inside, otherwise I can see what's going on now.

The lights in the old man's house are turned on by pulling the switch with a rope. For convenience, the old man put the rope outside, so I can't reach it now.

Another sound of breathing was getting closer and closer to the bed, and finally stopped above the old man.

"I'm not leaving!" the old man muttered again.

I was about to push the old man, but I withdrew my hand after thinking about what the old man said in the afternoon that sleepwalking people would die immediately after being woken up.

I was frightened in the Taoist temple at night, and now I have some heart palpitations, and I dare not move at all, for fear that the person will find that there is another person lying on the bed!
Before figuring out the matter, you absolutely cannot chant the mantra casually, otherwise you will be suspected of indiscriminate killing, which is a great crime!
I took a deep breath, turned over and jumped over the old man, unexpectedly, I didn't estimate the position, and rolled directly under the bed. I quickly got up, trying to touch the rope that pulls the lamp.

But God seemed to be playing with me on purpose. I touched it several times but couldn't find where the rope was.

Depend on!
I couldn't help cursing, and ran barefoot to the edge of the desk, took out the flashlight in my backpack, and when I shone it on the bed, I didn't see anything.

I quickly changed the angle, and when I turned behind me, I saw a black shadow crawling out of the window!
When I chased it out, there was no trace of it!
Back in the bedroom, I looked at the rope pulling the lamp, and smiled wryly twice. The old man's clothes held the rope down, no wonder I couldn't touch it.

I didn't wake up the old man immediately, for fear of some side effects. After about half an hour, the old man started snoring again, so I felt relieved.

It seems that the old man is right, anyone who has been there will bring out some dirty things, and that thing was brought out by me.

Instead of going to bed, I took a stool and sat in front of the desk facing the window.

It felt like that thing came twice at night and wandered around the window for a while before leaving. Every time he came, the dogs in the village would bark wildly.

The thing that ghosts are most afraid of is dogs, and dogs are also the most sensitive things to Yin Qi. As long as Yin objects approach, they will react.

(End of this chapter)