The little boy took a few steps back silently.

The sound began to feel panic.

"Sister...Sister, I'm going back to buy toys from my mom, so I'll leave first."

The body of a woman in white shaking even more frequently.

She turned around mechanically.

The "knock" sound of teeth is like bones being chewed bit by bit.

What reflected the little boy's blue clear pupils was exactly the same as the back.

The little boy looked shocked.

How could I not know that I encountered a supernatural incident?

He staggered back.

Keep going back.

He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until there was no woman in front of him.

He got up from the ground, stood up, and just took a step forward, he found in despair that the woman in white was standing in front of him, only one meter away from him.

The little boy cried and collapsed and cried.

Where has he experienced this?

Strolling in a mess.

He retreated.

The woman in white stopped moving again.

As the little boy followed her at the beginning, quietly.

The little boy cried in a mess. Although he was young, he understood a lot. Just like at this time, what he encountered was a legendary supernatural event.

The woman in white in front of him was a ghost.

He didn't know whether the woman in white would kill him.

I felt even more frightened.

Fear made his face pale.

Unstoppable white.

The stalemate lasted for two minutes.

The woman in white disappeared in front of him out of thin air.

The little boy felt relieved that the woman in white disdained to tease him.

He used his hands and feet to crawl in the direction he had walked before.

As he climbed, he felt a dizzy turn.

"Dong--"

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

The little boy's eyes widened.

Isn’t that broken body with a head missing in front of him his?

Hazy consciousness.

The little boy suddenly realized.

It turns out that I am dead.

Killed by a ghost.

He closed his eyes unwillingly, and blood from his head splattered everywhere.

The woman in white floated quietly to him and took off her hair in front of her.

It's not facial features in the hair.

It's a bloody mouth.

Greedyly flowing with dark red liquid.

She opened her mouth wide and swallowed the little boy's head in one mouthful.

"Crack--"

The bones were chewed.

It seems like taking a crisp bone pill.

As the picture turned, the woman in white covered her bloody mouth covered the entire screen.

After another turn, the opening credits have ended.

Entering the beginning of the story, the protagonist's warm dining table.

He Mingqiu was not very interested and lazily lifted his eyelids. This low-level ghost movie really couldn't arouse his emotions.

He turned slightly and looked at Fang Xuchen.

Fang Xuchen's reaction was no better than the little boy in the movie.

He was trembling out of control.

He muttered, "Don't come over, don't come over, don't eat my head, please, don't eat my head..."

"This young master's head is not delicious at all, it's really, not delicious at all..."

He Mingqiu stretched out his hand back and grabbed Fang Xuchen's arm, trying to soothe his emotions.

As a result, Fang Xuchen thought it was a ghost and was so scared that he fell directly from the sofa and fell to the ground.

"Ahhhh, don't come over. This young master's head is not delicious, it's covered in paste!!!"

He Mingqiu: "..."

For the first time I heard someone say that my mind is full of mud.

"Young master, there are no ghosts, that's the scene in the movie." He Mingqiu walked to Fang Xuchen and pulled him up from the ground.

Fang Xuchen was still shocked. He felt the temperature of holding his hand and felt a lot of relief.

There is temperature and temperature, it is not a ghost or a ghost.

Fang Xuchen patted his chest straight, and his back was soaked with cold sweat. He pressed it on the surface, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

What does that feel like?

perhaps……

It's like a ghost is sticking to you.

I'm greedy for your head.

"Young Master." He Mingqiu smiled, "Didn't you say you're not afraid of ghosts at all?"

"Who has such a big reaction?"

Fang Xuchen was suffocated and could not speak.

The shadow of childhood has remained until now, it is really terrible and he can't forget it at all.

I remembered that thunderstorm day over and over again.

I remembered the grimace in the air.

He was tormenting in his sleep all the time.

Fortunately, it's okay, I just watched ghost movies.

If it was a thunderstorm day, with lightning and lightning, his reaction might be more than hundreds of times more intense than this time.
Chapter completed!