Chapter 163: Weird Photos of Dead People
The wind blew against the windows and ghosts cried.
Seeing the octopus running out of the restroom in panic, Meng Fan narrowed his eyes …… Although the octopus was a girl, she was a cultivator after all, and if she hadn t really found something, she wouldn t have been scared like this.
However, he had just taken a bath in the restroom and hadn t encountered anything unusual! Is it hard to …… miss something?
"A face, a face!" The octopus' small face whitened, the water droplets on his face hadn't had time to be wiped off, dripping onto his chest, "There's a face inside the mirror!"
"I'll go take a look!"
The incident was sudden, Meng Fan leapt up from the bed and ran to the restroom……. The octopus followed closely behind, not even bothering to appreciate Meng Fan's hidden walk of shame.
Standing in front of the mirror, Meng Fan's bright eyes looked into the mirror, not moving ……
The faucet on the sink has not yet had time to turn off, the hot water clattered and flowed, mist like water vapor rose up, as in the bath just now, the mirror was a blur of water vapor, there are water droplets are slowly flowing down, flowed through the traces of the mirror will be divided into pieces …… Just now he drew that question mark is still there, the size of the human face. The water droplets flowed through, as if it was a hideous ghost face with tears!
"Huh!"
Meng Fan glanced at it and couldn't help but laugh dumbly, inclining his head to look at the octopus and sighing softly, "…… After all, it's a girl!"
"Wow?"
From behind Meng Fan poked out his body, the octopus took a look at the mirror, and found that there was indeed nothing on the mirror, uneasy as if, and rubbed his eyes, opened his beautiful eyes round, also puzzled, muttering to himself, "Could it really be that I'm looking at it wrong …… clearly there is a face of it?"
After thinking for a moment, she pointed at the mirror again and asked, "What's with that weird symbol ……?"
Meng Fan shook his head with a bitter smile, picked up a towel and wiped the mirror, making a squeaky sound, "Just now, I was thinking about something and drew it offhand."
"Ah ……" The octopus blankly glanced at Meng Fan, patted his soft chest, and let out a long breath, "You're practically a ghost drawing …… a look up trance for a moment, almost scared me to death! So scared!"
"If I had known you were so scared …… I really should have drawn more ……"
Meng Fan laughed evilly and walked out of the restroom, and the octopus glared hatefully at the mirror, and followed suit …… When she got to the bedroom, in order to avoid being scared by anything again, she squinted her big eyes again, and swept around the room, and froze for a moment when her eyes focused on Meng Fan again… …felt the atmosphere get awkward, this is considered a lonely man and woman in the same room, right?
Moreover, he, he …… didn't wear clothes na!
"Niu Ba brother …… although you are not modest, but, I, I'm here …… you still, still wear good clothes okay …… first time with a boys …… "The octopus slightly inclined her head, her eyes secretly glancing at Meng Fan, like a shy water lotus flower also seems.
"People small …… ghost big." Meng Fan laughed softly and grabbed his clothes.
"I'm not small …… well …… really not small." The octopus didn't seem to be happy about Meng Fan saying she was small, puffing out her chest and putting on a long ripe look.
"Uh …… you turn around first …… it's time to get busy in a little while."
The octopus turned around as instructed, heard a rustling sound resounding behind her, flattened her mouth, and whispered, "Brother Niu Ba …… can you put that mask on …… I want to see that face again. "
Meng Fan sniffed, glared, this is what with what well, that face is more ugly, the little girl's mind can be really strange, belabored thought, but still snappy took out the mask and put it on his face, said, "Well."
"Hee hee!" The octopus turned around and saw the familiar face, curved her beautiful eyes and laughed, her voice suddenly became much gentler, "Still this face looks …… comfortable."
Meng Fan lightly patted his face with his hand, somewhat speechless, and grunted, "…… What kind of aesthetic is this!"
"Just like to look …… you can't care." Octopus with a coquettish smile sat down on the edge of the bed and straightened her braid with her small hand, "…… If that corpse devil is also there, it's good, good memories ah!"
When speaking, Meng Fan strangely found that the octopus' attitude towards him was a lot more cordial all of a sudden, and straightaway thought that this girl's brain was a bit of a problem.
But in the immediate environment, Meng Fan can not have the heart to ponder her mind, sitting on his knees on the bed, took a look at the octopus's ponytail, skimmed his mouth, and looked at the photo on the closet, and suddenly said, "Octopus ah …… you and the dead one ayu …… both kept ponytails!"
"What's wrong with having a ponytail? Doesn't it look good? There are plenty of people with ponytails ……"
As the octopus spoke, she suddenly stopped, realizing with the benefit of hindsight that Meng Fan's focus of his speech was not on her, but on the dead man, and her heart was suddenly a little hairy, and she also couldn't help but look at the photo ……
Meng Fan was right, her ponytail and the woman's ponytail, were practically identical!
"But …… girls' ponytails are all the same!" Octopus discontentedly nuzzled up her small mouth, "…… You're intentionally scaring people."
"Where do I have that idle …… cough." Meng Fan held the palm of his hand, put it on the side of his mouth and coughed dryly, remembered what came like, said somewhat wistfully, "…… I read a story when I went to school, it's quite funny, do you want to tell it to you!"
"Story ah …… line line, just change the brain, to be more fun!"
Octopus scrutinized Meng Fan's somewhat rugged face, came to be interested, gently lay down on her side, supporting her face with her small hands, her vision just staggered over Meng Fan's body, saw the picture of the dead man on the nightstand, helplessly flattened her mouth, and again stared at Meng Fan, assuming the posture of listening to the story attentively.
At this time, the wind outside is more severe up, the whimpering sound is very big, the room with curtains drawn, but also can not see the situation outside, Meng Fan then slowly told up ……
"What about a person, walking at night, see a girl on the side of the road, is squatting on the side of the road with his back to him and crying …… Well …… that girl has a nice ponytail, just like yours… . and about the same age as yours.
The man had a good heart, so he went up to her and asked her kindly, why are you crying, is someone bullying you?
The girl replied that her family had a car accident …… Then what, he let the girl not be too sad, and said he would send the girl home. The girl said no, because you will be scared if you see my face ……
He said it's okay la, you get up, I will send you home to go …… The girl heard, then stopped crying, slowly turned his face, facing him, he saw or a ponytail ……"
"……"
The octopus had thought it was a fun story, the heart was not defended, was smiling and listening, suddenly, the eyes condensed, the face of horror, the small face brushed to become white, the small mouth opened wide, following, the body violently trembled, flung into Meng Fan's arms ……
"It's the old story …… Is there so much fear?" Meng Fan was somewhat speechless, and was about to push the soft fragrance and soft jade in his arms away, but saw the octopus tightly sticking her small face in his arms, stretching out a trembling finger, pointing to the photo behind Meng Fan, and said with a creepy voice, "The dead man's face …… also has a long ponytail… …and it's still moving ……"