This is not a weird story

Wei An did not take out his weapon at this time, because it was not the time for confrontation yet, and he did not know whether his mission was completed yet.

Looking at the flying T-shirt, I found that it was just the wind blowing, and the thing did not come to life.

But the sudden tug on him by his sleeve just now was definitely controlled.

When he turned his gaze back to the feet exposed behind the sheets, he found that there was nothing there.

Wei An immediately turned his head and looked elsewhere. He didn't see the feet again, and he didn't hear any other sounds except the sound of wind.

Not long after, when his eyes glanced at the plastic basin on the ground, he was suddenly stunned. He saw that the basin that had been emptied just now was once again filled with a pile of clothes. These clothes seemed to have just been put in and had been dried. The clothes are all different in style and size.

After seeing the plastic tub refilled with clothes, Wei An knew that the task was not yet complete.

He didn't say anything, just walked to the plastic basin and found that there were several more small clips in the basin again.

He bent down and picked up the top clothes and started drying them again.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but at this time Wei An felt that the temperature on the rooftop seemed to have dropped. It might be because the clothes to be dried were wet, causing the air to become humid, but this was not a closed space.

This time there were four pieces of clothing in the basin, and the last piece was still bedding, a quilt cover.

It seemed that the pattern belonged to the same set as the sheet Wei An had dried before.

He still hung the quilt cover on the clothesline according to the previous method, and then clamped it with a clip. However, at this time, the third clothesline was almost full.

There are only three clotheslines on the entire rooftop.

After hanging everything, Wei An immediately turned back and looked at the plastic basin on the ground through the gap between the hanging clothes.

At this time, the plastic basin was still empty, and no more clothes appeared again.

Wei An returned to stand next to the plastic basin, waited for a moment, and found that there were indeed no more clothes. Now that the clothes were dried, the task should be completed.

He turned around and was about to walk cautiously towards the door of the rooftop when he saw the small door suddenly slamming shut.

Wei An quickly approached, reached out and grabbed the door handle and pulled hard twice, but it could no longer be opened.

He looked at the plastic basin again. There was still only some blood in it, no clothes, not even a small clip.

But at this moment, the door is closed, which means that the rules of Kaitan do not approve his departure, that is, he still has some things to do, or Kaitan is not satisfied.

At this moment, Wei An suddenly rushed forward, his steps were unsteady, and he fell directly to the ground.

His hands stretched out uncontrollably towards the clothes hanging out to dry, and a strong force came from the clothes on his body, seeming to want to pull him off towards the clotheslines.

Not only that, his pants also seemed to be under control, generating a push in the same direction. Even though Wei An fell to the ground, his body was still rubbing and moving rapidly in the direction of the clothesline.

"Are you going to... hang my clothes on the clothesline?!" Wei An reacted.

Looking at the clothes on my body again, I saw that some blood had been stained on my body when I was drying other clothes. In addition, I wiped the blood on my face just now. At this moment, the clothes did not seem to be much different from those hanging clothes.

Wei An quickly took his hands out of the sleeves and shrank his head at the same time. The short sleeves flew out and hung on the third clothesline, shaking continuously.

Wei An didn't even care to look in that direction, but immediately reached out to untie the belt of his casual pants.

After untying it, he immediately stretched out his feet, and the casual pants came out in a swish, flew to the third clothesline, and hung on it.

Wei An immediately stood up, fearing that the surface of his pants would be stained with blood, otherwise this only fig leaf would not be protected.

Fortunately, there was no blood on the trousers, and only clothes and bedding were hung on the clothesline. The shoes on his feet were not included, so they were saved.

Wei An couldn't help but shiver as the cold wind blew against him, and he immediately took a few steps back, away from the plastic basin.

Now that all the clothes that need to be hung are hung up, this task should be considered completed!

Wei An secretly guessed that although his appearance was not safe now, fortunately this was a one-man story and no one else saw his embarrassing appearance. And the most important thing was that although his clothes were gone, his hairstyle was still there.

I pressed the door handle and found that the door was still closed and could not be opened!

Wei An knew that this task would not be completed easily, and then turned to look at the clothes hanging up to dry.

After hanging up my clothes, there was basically no extra space left on the three clotheslines, and the cold wind that had been blowing just now had disappeared. The rooftop was quiet, and the clothes were hanging there, as if they were hung one by one. people.

Wei'an still felt chilly when the wind blew just now. Now that there is no wind, his body doesn't feel cold anymore, but instead his heart slowly sinks.

Because the familiar feeling of heart palpitations has arrived. This feeling only appears when facing extremely powerful weirdness, that is, something that you cannot resist.

His eyes were fixed in the direction of the hanging clothes. Not long after, he saw two feet without shoes appearing behind the loose coat again. The skin was purple and blue, and a few nails seemed to be rotten. That's it. Standing behind the clothes, there was no other movement.

Because they were covered by clothes, the other party only exposed his feet, and nothing else on his body could be seen.

But Wei An didn't look away. He reached behind and pressed the door lock again, but found that it still couldn't be opened.

Suddenly, I saw the feet take two steps back, completely covered by the hanging loose coat, and disappeared.

Wei An leaned to the left and looked along the direction parallel to the clothesline, and found that there was no one there anymore.

But he never got closer to the clothesline.

Because Wei An knew very well that the weirdness in this B-level weird story was not trivial. He tried not to get close if possible, and tried not to cause conflict if he could.

Soon, he saw a hand with purple-green skin stretched out from the top of the white T-shirt. He slowly touched the collar of the T-shirt. All five fingers were spread out and stretched straight, groping along the collar to the bottom of the shirt. And go.

This hand seems to belong to a woman, but if you look closely it doesn't look like it. It's just that the finger bones are long and thin and the nails are sharp, which is extremely weird.

After fumbling with the T-shirt, the hand quickly retracted.

The next second, Wei An saw a sudden surge at the neckline of the T-shirt, and soon a woman's head squeezed out, as if she was getting dressed.

The woman's face was ashen, and her facial features could not be clearly seen. Soon her two arms slowly stretched out from the two cuffs of the T-shirt, and she seemed to have put the T-shirt on her body.

At this time, Wei An realized that he should not hang clothes on the rooftop after midnight because all the clothes at that time were wet and the gloomy atmosphere was heavy at night. Those ghosts without clothes would appear at this time, looking for what they could do. Put on clothes.

But what I encountered now was obviously even more terrifying, because these clothes were all washed with blood. Not only were they heavy with moisture, but they were also extremely bloody. It was possible that they were clothes stripped directly from a dead person.

After putting on the clothes, the woman once again stood behind the clothes that had been hung to dry, and soon Wei An saw that the legs of his casual pants began to squirm, and soon a pair of purple-green feet protruded from them, obviously This woman chose her own pants.

"Now that you have chosen your clothes and even donated my pants to you, this task should be considered completed."

Wei An turned around and opened the door again, but found that he still couldn't open it, and suddenly felt something was wrong behind his back.

Wei An immediately turned around and saw that the woman, who had put on clothes and trousers, had stiffly walked out of the range of the clothesline and was walking towards him.