Chapter 162: The Winds Cry Like Ghosts
"Will she be punctual?"
The zero hour haunting was spoken of, and looking at his cell phone, it was already ten o'clock at night ……
Meng Fan tore off the bath towel wrapped around his body, revealing a touch of the beautiful body that made girls blush at the sight of it, and lifted the quilt and lay down on the bed …… The quilt exuded a nice fragrance, like the smell of lily petals, and I don't know if it was the dead man's body scent or the flavor of the perfume.
Meng Fan always felt that this fragrance, can penetrate his pores drill, to the inside of his body, in a short while, the body will feel crispy, a sense of sleep will cover the heart.
"Can't resist the temptation of the bed?…… This is a time when you can't sleep."
Meng Fan shook his head and laughed bitterly, recently there were too many messy things, it seemed like it had been a long time since he had had a good night's sleep peacefully …… His fingers were boringly scratching around on the quilt, and he inclined his head, and saw that there was a photo on the bedside table, so he picked it up with his hand, and carefully scrutinized it.
That dead woman called Ayu, is holding her face in the photo with her hands, is smiling sweetly, the sun shines on her face, really a brilliant and bright girl ……
But why would such a girl commit suicide?
Meng Fan can not understand, but also can not find people to ask, perhaps because of the haunted things, this family are afraid, even people go empty …… People are really a strange animal, loved ones died, crying grief, but when the loved ones become ghosts, came back, but also scared to death… …It's a real paradox!
It's like two people together, in order to fight over trivial things, but really separate, can no longer see, will begin to miss all night, can not sleep, can not wait to run to the side of that person to go, tell her that they are really wrong, and then back together again …… really can not forget the beauty of the past! ……
Put the photo back gently, Meng Fan sighed, see a remote control placed on the bedside table, want to open the TV to see a couple of eyes, anyway, before the haunting, there is nothing to do, not like those traveling Taoist priests, to catch a ghost but also to set up a magic altar, set up a position …… and finally will be the ghost to hit the smoke dissipated.
With the improvement of cultivation, he gradually realized that some of the flower show is useless, the improvement of their own strength, in order to inconvenience should be changed.
If the ghost is really powerful, which will wait for you to fiddle with these things, is probably a TV show in order to grab people's attention boring techniques.
Moreover, since the experience of the village, those poor ghosts, the dead souls …… who are thinking about the past, why should they be killed?
The netherworld is going to harm them, and they can t stay on earth, if the world knows that death will be worse, I don t know what kind of mood it will be.
Even the ice chick Shangguan Ning, see that child, were born with compassion, trying to find a way to save his soul, well …… the effect is also good, the child s sanity will also be awake, if you can find the mother …… is good.
Thinking of a dead soul, holding a child s hand, wandering in the human world, that picture, and let people …… be quite sentimental.
Take the remote control, to the TV set hanging above the bed pressed, nothing reacts, probably the power is not open, just finished the bath, the body is lazy, also lazy to get out of bed to open the …… nestled in the bed, he remembered what happened this afternoon, Zhang Zhengxin found his double identity, at that time, he when this wanted to Zhang Zhengxin to leave behind, but listening to the Zhang Zhengxin's words, and gave up, his two identities, for Zhang Zhengxin is indeed indifferent, and Feng Yi and Hu Yang two forces have a deep hatred between, a look of immortality, his identity is known by the other side, but is a good thing, will make the cooperation between each other more secure …… Moreover, Zhang Zhengxin Also, Zhang Zhengxin would not be able to divulge this identity, because, it would not be beneficial to him at all, but would instead do Tiger Yang Guan a big favor.
This kind of thing that damages people and harms them is something that no one would do.
"Oo…… oo……"
In the middle of the night, the wind suddenly blew, and the wind wind whimpered outside the window, as if it was the cry of a severe ghost, and let it sound very uncomfortable …… especially in the environment at the moment, downstairs there is a spirit hall, and in front of the spirit hall, there is also a woman's corpse that is about to be haunted.
"Da …… da …… da ……"
Footsteps suddenly sounded in the corridor, gentle and hesitant ……
Meng Fan frowned, glanced at the door of the room, and then glanced at the time, it was almost eleven o'clock in the evening, not yet zero hour, this footsteps came softly, not so much as to be haunted in advance.
"Knock …… knock …… knock ……"
Then, the footsteps stopped in front of the door and stayed for a moment, and then the knocking sounded again, and a soft voice sounded outside the door, "Brother Niu Ba …… are you asleep?"
Meng Fan shook his head and smiled bitterly, wrapped up the bath towel and saw that there was no possibility of getting naked before pacing to the door, opening it and seeing the octopus with a sad face, "Just thinking about things …… Is there something wrong?"
"It's windy outside, it's so noisy, I can't sleep and I want to talk to you ……" The octopus lowered its head, fearing that Meng Fan would misunderstand it as if it were a mistake, and added, "Well . . just chat!"
Perhaps seeing Meng Fan wrapped in a bath towel, her complexion looked flustered again, her two small hands playing with the braid torn to her chest, her head lowered, a picture of a timid and unimpressed appearance, "…… I've also heard those things you and Zhang San said today, for getting out of that street… …I also have some ideas."
While the octopus was talking, Meng Fan had already turned around and walked towards the bed, and it was only then that the octopus dared to raise her head and look at the back that made her blush, secretly looking up and down …… She didn't think that a man's legs could be that long and good looking, and also carry a kind of explosive power full of strength, and the lines of the back were also so Enduring, hard and solid, like carefully carved white jade general, and let a person can not help like to touch it ……
Thinking of this, the octopus suddenly felt her face become hot, and hurriedly averted her eyes away, and fortunately Meng Fan had already covered the quilt, she muttered in her heart, "…… Well …… just now I was in the …… admiring a man's body?"
Embarrassed up, she secretly pooh-poohed, hurriedly closed the door, did not dare to go towards the bed, but went straight into the washroom, the lights were on, stood in front of the washstand, began to turn on the faucet to rinse her face, touched the running water, which was also scalding hot, and could not help but muttered, "…… No wonder Zhang San Lao Want to drive a luxury car and live in a villa …… have hot water at night it ……"
Holding the hot water to her face, she lowered her head and washed, the green silk at her temples dipped in water and stuck to her small face, and the hot water began to rise up in a faint mist …… She washed her face and slowly raised her head, looking into the mirror in front of her ……
Meng Fan lying on the bed, looking in the direction of the restroom, a little curious, this girl inexplicably wash what face it, is thinking, but suddenly saw the octopus with a face of water wet ran out of the restroom, pointing behind him and shouted, "That mirror …… has oddities … …"