My Healing Game

Shuishu revitalized his muscles, and Huang Ying is finally calming down now, and his body has recovered a bit of strength.

The playback window was reduced by a factor of two, and then Huang Ying swiped the video aside and played comedy and cartoons on the main screen.

After listening to the funny jokes and festive music, he dared to continue to look at the reduced video window.

The video continues to play. The man in the picture is holding his mobile phone and shooting behind him, it can be seen that he is very scared now, and cold sweat is already on his forehead.

"Has it entered my house?"

Grabbing the glass ashtray on the coffee table, the man took the photo inside the house with his mobile phone. He didn't know whether he was talking to himself or talking to someone: "Can the mobile phone really capture it?"

The man in the video carefully checked all the rooms. There were no ghosts in the room, and Huang Ying who was off the screen also watched carefully, and found no abnormalities in the man's house.

"But the neighbor clearly said that the ghost entered my house?" The man was still very uneasy: "Could it be that the neighbor was upper body by the ghost! He and the ghost are together? The ghost did not actually enter my house, he just wanted to trick me into opening the door ?"

The more the man thinks about it, the more he thinks it is possible: "The neighbor is deliberately frightening me. When I open the door and escape, the ghosts outside will really come in!"

Thinking of this, goose bumps appeared on the man's arm: "Fortunately, I didn't listen to him. I almost opened the door just now..."

"Om! Om!"

The phone that was shooting suddenly began to vibrate, and the man had to exit the shooting mode. After he glanced at the caller ID, his expression slowly eased: "Wife? Why are you calling me at this time? Are you still asleep?"

"There are too many bugs in the country, I can't sleep at all." The woman's voice was filled with resentment: "When will my son and I go back? Do you really see a ghost in the corridor?"

"How could I lie to you on this kind of issue!" The man's voice suddenly became higher, and then he seemed to be worried about being heard by the ghost outside the door, and he quickly lowered his voice: "You can bear with me a few more points, it is really impossible, we Just while there was nothing wrong, I figured out a way to buy the house. Don't you and your son both want to move to the new city?"

"Is there enough money at home? Don't daydream every day! I think you should take a few days off and see the doctor. Every day, God talks about it."

"Well, I'll listen to you." The man listened to the familiar nagging voice of the woman on the phone, his fear was slowly dispelled, he put the glass ashtray in his hand on the shoe cabinet in the corner of the screen: "Yes, I haven't told you yet, that voice appeared again today! More than one of them!"

When the man lowered his voice and called the woman, the shoe cabinet in the corner of the video screen seemed to be pushed aside by something. There seemed to be an arm extending from the shoe cabinet, and then grabbed the heavy glass ashtray.

"Let me tell you, the neighbor on the other side may have been overshadowed by ghosts. He even ran over and knocked on the door just now, saying that ghosts ran into our house, but if he really saw ghosts, would he dare to go out?" The man made a phone call. Walking out of the video screen, his figure can be vaguely reflected on the tiles.

"He still wants to lie to me to go out. How can I go out at this time?"

The glass ashtray placed on the shoe cabinet began to move slowly, and slowly disappeared from the screen.

"Wife, you are staying a few more days, I promise..."

When the man said this, another figure appeared on the tile, very vague, it seemed that the other party did not have sex.

The man didn't notice it at all, but Huang Ying could see clearly outside the screen. The vague figure lifted the ashtray and then slammed it heavily on the man's head.

"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

One after another, blood splattered on the tiles and shoe cabinet, and then the man's blood-stained face fell in the middle of the frame, his eyes widened, and his eyes were full of horror.

The picture is frozen here, but the video is not over yet.

The man's mobile phone fell to the ground, and his wife thought something was wrong and kept yelling.

After a while, Huang Ying saw that arm reappear, he picked up the phone on the ground, and then began to imitate the man's voice.

"It's okay, wife, I killed a mouse just now. It may have caused the abnormal noise these days."

"Then do we still need to live in the country? This place is dirty and messy, and there are many bugs."

"If you really don't want to stay in the country, then come back tomorrow."

"really?"

"Well, you have been working hard during this time, and I will cook you a big meal."

After the phone was hung up, blood-red shoe prints appeared on the floor behind the man. The door of the originally closed room was suddenly opened, and the anti-theft door close to the neighbor's house was knocked.

The window for playing the video suddenly went black. When it returned to normal, the picture became much darker, and the scene in the video was no longer a corridor, but a luxurious-looking bedroom.

Two women with good skin are sitting by the bed, one of them is wearing a facial mask, and the other is recommending some skin care products to her.

The two of them are in pajamas, they are both very good-looking, and the scale of the chat is also very large.

While talking, one of the women suddenly glanced at the watch on the wall of the bedroom. The clock indicated that the time was three o'clock in the morning.

Her expression changed a little, and then she took another woman's hand.

"Thank you for coming to accompany me, Axin. After my husband disappeared, I lived alone in such a big house. I was really scared."

"Xiaojie, don't say that." Ah Xin looks average, but has a very good personality. She can see that Liu Jie is in a bad mood and deliberately wants to make each other happy: "If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I have never How to sleep on such a luxurious bed."

"If you want to live, you can come often in the future." The girl named Xiaojie hugged Ah Xin, "It's nice to have you as a friend."

"Go to bed now, or it would be wasted to wipe such expensive skin care products." A Xin got into the quilt. She was about to turn off the bedroom light, but was stopped by Xiaojie.

"Should you stop turning off the lights? I'm afraid of the dark." Xiao Jie also lay on the bed.

"Okay, okay, it's up to you."

"By the way, Ah Xin, I want to tell you one more thing." Xiaojie looked at Ah Xin seriously: "I seem to have the habit of sleepwalking. If I wake up after falling asleep, you must wake me up. "

"Sleepwalking?"

"Well, I actually don't know, my husband told me before."

"I promise to wake you up and sleep at ease." The two girls covered the quilt. At this time, the light in the bedroom was still on.

The video screen played in the small window suddenly went dark again. When the screen appeared again, the lights in the luxurious bedroom in the video had been turned off, and the clock on the wall showed the time at 3:30 in the morning.

"Hmm, hmm, hmm..."

There was a strange sound in the video, from which light couldn’t tell what was coming out~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Ah Xin, who was originally familiar with the bed, was awakened by the sound. She rubbed her eyes and asked softly. Xiaojie, but no one responded.

When she reached out to the other side of the double bed, she realized that there was no one there.

"Xiaojie?"

Sitting on the bed in a daze, Ah Xin found that the bedroom light had been turned off by somebody.

She tried to press the switch, but the light did not turn on: "Trip? Or is the fuse burned?"

Holding the phone to illuminate, Ah Xin called Xiaojie's name while walking to the bedroom door.

The strange sound seemed to be coming from the kitchen. She cautiously walked through the living room and opened the kitchen door.

"Xiaojie?"

Xiaojie, who was in her kitchen skirt, stood in front of the chopping board. She closed her eyes and held the knife in both hands.