A Guest in a Ghost House

Chapter 71: Because it is a family 9

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There was no change in the living room. Instead of going to the small bedroom, I went directly to the big bedroom where I met pretending to be a little bell last time. The things in the bedroom remained in place. It seemed that there was no change. Suddenly there is an extra book, and the mirror below is gone. It seems to be an ordinary fire scene.

I pulled the little bell with my hand, and the little bell's hand was still on mine, but I don't know why, but the little bell's hand was wet. Is this guy also nervous? I've never heard of ghosts sweating when nervous, or My sweat

But this time I didn't get careless, instead I turned my head to look at Little Bell and shouted, "Little Bell."

"Well, what's the matter." Little Lingdang seemed to be not in a good mood, and his whole body became much more depressed.

"Little Bell, what's wrong with you?" I asked quickly.

Little Bell shook her head, with a painful expression on her face and said: "Brother, there is so much resentment here, I feel very uncomfortable?"

Is resentment the thin mist blocking the light? I always thought that the water vapor produced by the hot weather could not get out of the sealed room.

"Little Lingdang, it's better for us to go out first." Seeing Little Lingdang's uncomfortable expression, I couldn't bear it.

Little Bell shook her head again, and said firmly, "They must be there, maybe we can get rid of them."

"Sister, why do you want to solve me? What do you mean by solving? Did you kill me?"

A voice suddenly sounded from behind me, and my hair stood on my head. Why do these ghosts always like to appear behind me

Turning around with Little Bell, I saw a little boy about 11 or 2 years old standing at the door of the bedroom, his whole body was wet and dripping. It's not like dying in a fire, it's more like being drowned.

Seeing the little boy appearing, Little Bell was not afraid, but instead asked, "Little brother, do you live here?"

The little boy nodded.

"Where are your parents?" Little Bell continued to ask.

As soon as Xiao Lingdang asked this sentence, I felt bad. If this boy is really a child in this family of three, then his parents must be a taboo for him, as I can see from what I have experienced in the past few days.

Sure enough, the expression on the little boy's face became ferocious and confused: "Father is not father, and mother is not mother. Then father is grandpa..."

The little boy began to talk to himself strangely again, and as his voice gradually increased, the uncomfortable feeling appeared again. I couldn't help but secretly put my hand into the rice bag given by Goddess Yan, and grabbed a handful of rice.

"Stop talking." The little bell covered his ears and let out a scream. The little boy seemed to be frightened, and stopped talking, but showed a strange smile, and then disappeared.

My heart skipped a beat, I felt something was wrong, the little bell covered my ears with both hands, but who was still holding my hand, I turned my head stiffly and slowly, only to see a small head that was burned to pieces. I laughed, I yelled, and casually threw the rice in my hand at that person, only to see a scream, and the little figure disappeared instantly.

What appeared in front of me was Little Bell, who was covered with small spots the size of rice and was slowly emitting white gas, while Little Bell kept screaming, shouting: "Brother, what are you doing?" Hit me."

I froze for a moment, and rubbed my eyes involuntarily. The little bell was indeed in front of me, and the spots on the skin of the little bell seemed to be eroded by rice, and they were slowly disappearing, revealing the red flesh under the skin.

I hurried forward to help the little bell, but I forgot that my hands, which were wet with sweat due to nervousness, were still stained with rice. As soon as my hand touched the little bell, the little bell screamed again, with grievances in his eyes. look.

I apologized again and again, shook off the rice in my hand vigorously, and wanted to help it again, but Little Bell hid her body back, as if she was afraid of being hurt by me again.

I had no choice but to apologize again, but Little Bell waved her hands again and again and said to me: "Brother, what is in your arms?"

I took out the millet bag given by Goddess Yan, smiled awkwardly, and then thought that I had told Little Bell about this rice bag, so I tentatively said: "This is what Sister Hua gave me."

Little Bell tilted her head and said strangely: "Didn't that sorceress give it to you?"

Sure enough, it was Little Bell, I smiled awkwardly, and had no choice but to nod, but Little Bell said: "Brother, I will protect you, you can throw this away."

I was stunned for a moment, and my heart became vigilant again. Why did you want me to throw away the little bell? Suddenly, I remembered something. Sister Hua said that the little bell has no complaints, and this rice, Goddess Yan said when she gave it to me , is specially used to kill grievances, isn't it

I hesitated, although I had an idea in my heart, but I didn't dare to implement it, what if it was really Little Bell

Seeing that I didn't respond, Little Bell couldn't help urging me again, and I probed: "Little Bell, didn't you tell me not to leave my body? Why did you suddenly ask me to throw it away?"

Little Bell was stunned for a moment, then said embarrassedly: "Oh, I forgot, brother take it."

As soon as Little Bell finished speaking, I threw a handful of rice over. Little Bell never said this at all. Although I don’t know how this guy pretending to be Little Bell knew that Goddess Yan gave me the rice, but I could almost One hundred percent sure, he is not Little Bell.

Little Bell rolled on the ground and screamed, her skin disappeared little by little, revealing the appearance of meeting me for the first time. To be honest, I was almost shaken at this moment, for fear of hurting Little Bell because of my misjudgment.

But just when I was hesitating, a strange voice sounded: "Uncle, what are you playing with your sister?"

I turned my head to look, and saw the little boy just now appeared at the desk, sitting on it, his legs dangling non-stop, what the hell, this is the ghost, that’s the little bell, I don’t care about the little boy, and rush Going to Xiaolingdang, he quickly pulled the half-black rice grains on Xiaolingdang's body to the ground with both hands.

With the reduction of rice grains, Little Bell's painful expression has been greatly relieved, and her screams have become much quieter. Just when I was about to apologize, Little Bell's eyes showed a trace of apology and pity, and she said softly to me :"sorry."

I was taken aback, this was not the voice of Little Bell, but a strange female voice, and what was in front of me was no longer the bright red flesh of Little Bell, but the burnt black meat, with yellow liquid remaining on it.

It was only then that I realized that I was struck by lightning. A family of three died in this room, so naturally there were three ghosts.

The figure of the little boy appeared on the bed, sitting cross-legged, leaning forward and backward laughing, but did not make a sound. But I felt my head was heavy, and a strong drowsiness appeared, and my whole body became groggy. I was about to get rice, but the charred corpse beside me grabbed my hand fiercely.