The Second Dimension of the Female Respect Starts from Meeting Asuna

The loquat fruit is shaking above the cradle, cotton smock, cotton smock, cotton smock.

......"

But he could hear clearly that it was my aunt's voice, but for some reason, this familiar voice combined with this originally gentle tune had an unspeakably weird feeling.

What the hell, do you still have to sing a lullaby in the bathroom?

At this moment, Naoki Hayashibara realized something was wrong, and his muscles tensed up.

He was about to find something to copy in his hand, but at this moment, the singing stopped abruptly, and then his aunt's cry came from the bathroom.

Without any hesitation, Naoki Hayashibara suddenly pushed open the door, only to see my aunt was lying on the toilet, covering her head and screaming, with a look of panic.

Hayashibara Naoki didn't approach at the first time, but asked, "What's wrong?"

"Necklace, necklace, the necklace is back." Asahara Kumi looked at the necklace on the faucet, trembling all over.

"Fuck!"

Seeing the necklace hanging there, Hayashibara Naoki also felt hairy all over.

The thing was wet and looked like it had just been fished out of the river.

Ten seconds later, there was a buzzing sound in his trouser pocket.

[Item: A necklace with some unknown energy (the energy has disappeared)

Currently known characteristics: Before the existence of the unknown body, it cannot get rid of it. ]

"The ghost doesn't go away."

Hayashibara Naoki didn't say anything, picked up the necklace, went to the window, looked out, but didn't find the figure of the woman in red.

At this time, my aunt was still trembling, she forgot to take up her trousers, and she was still muttering: "Why did you come back? Why did you come back?"

Hayashihara Naoki couldn't help but said: "Auntie, it's just a necklace, don't panic, go and see Xiaoqingna."

Kumi Asahara came to her senses and just pulled up her pants, but her body stiffened there, and she muttered something in her mouth.

Hayashibara Naoki looked around, but didn't find anything strange, and said, "Auntie, what did you say?"

"I said, above, above."

At this time, Hayashibara Naoki finally heard what the other party said, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.

MD, a boy, hates this kind of "surprise" the most.

He raised his neck stiffly, but there was nothing on the ceiling.

"Back, back."

After finally understanding what my aunt said, Hayashibara Naoki couldn't help but tilted his head back.

Then, he felt extremely cold all over.

I saw the upper edge of the window, and I don't know when a head poked out.

This head looked extremely thin, as if it had been drained of blood, the hair was a little gray, and it looked sinister in its old appearance, and more importantly, he felt a little familiar.

Yes, the portraits of the two siblings.

After realizing that Hayashibara Naoki was looking at her, a smile appeared on her thin face, and her face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Because her face was so pale as paper, her whole face looked like it was painted on.

Some portraits were also painted.

There was a bang sound from the glass, and seeing that face was about to rush in, Lin Yuan straightened his horse and threw himself on the ground.

As a result, the head broke with a snap, and fell downstairs like a watermelon, leaving a trail of blood on the window.

The surroundings became silent, but the whole bathroom was filled with chill for a while.

"How to do how to do?"

Kumi Asahara, the pillar of the family, was stunned and her mind went blank.

To be honest, she didn't scream just now, she was already considered as strong as Asahara.

Naoki Hayashibara quickly got up, endured his beating heart, and looked downstairs.

On the road downstairs, that head was looking straight at the sky, with that cold smile still on his face.

He can be sure that the other party's eyes are on him now.

Just then, the pale

A piece of the face collapsed, forming a gap.

If I remember correctly, a gap appeared in the same place on the woman's face that night.

"Auntie, go find Haruna." Hayashibara Naoki directed.

Almost at the same time, a red dress passed by the window, as if someone wearing a red dress fell from upstairs.

The familiar bright red clothes fell to the ground, twisted and combined with the broken face.

The woman stood up and looked upstairs with a pale smile on her face.