There were strange, piercing noises coming from the basement.
It sounded like someone was scratching the wooden door with their fingernails. The subtle movements merged into a high-frequency sound that was uncomfortable for human ears. Even the dark-skinned person sitting in the room could hear the sharp, thin sound constantly drilling into his ear canal.
He put down the book he had picked up to cover up the situation, and was sure that there must be something in the basement.
But when Heipi opened the door quietly, he just lowered his eyes slightly and saw a pair of extremely slender, bluish-white feet standing at the door.
A pair of black eyes peeked out from the gap in the door. "Mom" seemed to have put her face closer and was staring at him through the gap, with her pupils dilated extremely.
She didn't know how long she stood there.
Heipi felt the blood in his body instantly turn cold and the hairs on his back stood up.
"Baby." The woman curved her scarlet lips, raised the corners of her lips, pulled out a surprisingly large smile, and asked him, "Why aren't you reading a book?"
Heipi paused for a moment and resisted the urge to slam the door shut.
"I'm tired of watching." He mentioned casually, "I heard some noises in the basement..."
The woman's smile widened, but the corners of her eyes remained motionless, creating a very strange contrast, as if her expression was molded by invisible hands. Heipi's Adam's apple rolled, and he continued to speak nonchalantly, "Are there mice in the house? We need to buy some insecticide."
The woman didn't reply, but continued to stare at him.
If it weren't for the pale foot still standing by the door and the dilated pupils almost popping out from the crack of the door, Hei Pi would almost think that she had left.
In this unbearable silence—
"It should be those little things." The woman said, "Mom, go and take care of them."
The footsteps gradually faded away, and Heipi controlled his stiff hands and closed the door gently.
The sense of crisis grew stronger and stronger, and he rubbed his temples with a headache.
cannot…
At least Yuan Yuxue must not be allowed to face the situation of being chased by ghosts.
The thin figure of the newcomer appeared in his mind, and he subconsciously felt that it was a bit too cruel to let the weak newcomer face this situation.
No matter how good your mental quality or memory is, it is difficult to escape from the absolute suppression of such monsters.
To get rid of her.
Hei Pi was lost in thought, his hand pressing on the door handle, and he was about to twist the metal object off accidentally. The scene in front of him changed again in a trance.
It's probably time.
Hei Pi was just about to tell Yuan Yuxue that there was no need to take turns, as he wanted to push the plot forward himself, when he saw that the person standing closer to him was not Yuan Yuxue, but a man with a stinky face and glasses.
The frame of the glasses had been broken into pieces, leaving only an empty frame, covered with spider-web-like cracks, and no one knew what the point of wearing them was. He looked tired and indifferent, and the ends of his black hair were slightly sweaty for some reason. When the black man appeared, he just glanced at him lightly.
What are you doing standing so close
Heipi frowned and thought. Because of his bad impression of him, he subconsciously became wary. He saw Yuan Yuxue standing beside him, and he did not hesitate to insert himself between the two of them, keeping a safe distance to prevent Yan Jing from playing any tricks and suddenly attacking.