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Chapter 1108 Mr. Ghost, please let me go (17)

The picture changes.

In the staircase behind the iron gate, dense ghost shadows emerged.

Their necks stretched long and hung on the edge of the rooftop, giggling.

It seems to be admiring the tragic appearance of the bald man's death.

...

The tattooed woman breathed in panic.

He Mingqiu beat his weak calves, "Is the ghost catching up?"

"No...No..." The tattooed woman shook her head with difficulty, "No, it's a bald man."

"Did you see him?" He Mingqiu put down his hand, his expression slightly stunned.ωωw..net

He was tired of running with the tattooed woman and hid in a utility room.

This utility room is closed and there is no other access except the door and the small window above their heads.

The door was closed tightly, and the tattooed woman could only see the bald man through the window.

However, they were on the middle floor, and the outside of the window was empty...

Bald men can't hang them outside the window, right?

Thinking of someone hanging from the window to see their picture, He Mingqiu's scalp was numb.

I'm afraid of it, it's just a tragic person.

He Mingqiu looked out the window.

It was dark outside the window and nothing was there.

"Yes, I saw him." The tattooed woman squatted down with her knees tremblingly, "his head was pressed against the window glass, looking at me with her eyes without god."

"I could hear his skin rubbing against the glass."

That is a picture that is difficult to describe in words.

A tattooed woman cannot describe the terrifying feeling.

The head outside the window was broken.

The bald man's head is underneath, but his body is above.

The two completely broken parts rubbed against the glass like life.

He Mingqiu is not afraid of ghosts. After listening to the intermittent words of the tattooed woman, her face turned pale with appropriateness, "He must be dead after his head is broken."

A tattooed woman has numb hands and feet, and her mind is empty, "I don't know."

"Maybe I've read it wrong."

"That person close to the window may be a ghost."

The ghost is too unsolvable.

It can be attached to a person's body and can also change the appearance of anyone.

She couldn't believe her eyes.

I can't believe my eyes either.

Where ghosts are rampant, "eyes" are the things that mislead judgment the most.

"Don't scare yourself."

"People will have hallucinations under extreme fear."

"You are just too worried about the safety of your companions..."

He Mingqiu suggested, "Recite the Buddhist scriptures and calm down."

"good."

A tattooed woman chants the Buddhist scriptures obediently and silently without thinking about the scene outside the window.

But the more I don’t want to, the clearer the picture in my mind will be.

And it is even more outrageous.

The part of the body was rubbed against the glass and combined into a human voice, bewitching her and opening the door in the house.

The tattooed woman's body shivered even more severely.

He Mingqiu shook the tattooed woman's body with a serious expression, "Stop thinking, you are not reciting Buddhist scriptures."

"Isn't it a Buddhist scripture?" the tattooed woman said blankly.

What she recited was Buddhist scriptures.

Those who deal with ghosts can be said to be memorable by the Buddhist scriptures.

He Mingqiu knew that she would not believe it, so she threw out the phone that recorded the sound, "Listen to what you read."

The tattooed woman clicked on her in confusion, and in the recording, she became sharp voice.

What you recite is not Buddhist scriptures, but a bunch of strange notes that are incomprehensible.

The tattooed woman pressed her phone and looked frightened.

"I, I'm obviously chanting Buddhist scriptures."

"Are I possessed by a ghost too?"
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