*Cold on the outside and hot on the inside, paranoid and suffering × evil male ghost attack
The kitchen at home started dripping again.
Lang Ning was sitting at the desk in the bedroom, his back stiff and cold sweat starting to form behind him.
He stared intently at the heavy, closed wooden door, knowing clearly that in the kitchen across the wall, the water would soon overflow the sink, turn black and smelly, and leave puddles of water stains on the ground.
That thing came to find him again.
However, there was no knock on the door for a long time tonight. Lang Ning's body began to relax, leaning on the back of the chair, his nails digging into his palms, and he no longer knew what pain was.
It seems that the master's method worked.
He slowly loosened his clenched hand, and a string of bright red beads hung faintly on the raised wrist bone. The luster on it was gorgeous and luxurious, making his hand almost transparent.
Lang Ning sat for a long time, the bright and pale light enveloped him. The hands of the clock quickly turned past three o'clock in the morning, and the sound of dripping water in the kitchen gradually disappeared.
But soon the sound of water began to tick again, this time it was closer.
Lang Ning was horrified to find that water began to seep under the window, black and smelly.
He opened the curtains, and it was pitch dark outside. The cold wind and rain were beating on the windows, making a "bang bang" sound. The white lights of the buildings in the distance could still be vaguely seen, and nothing seemed out of the ordinary.
But there seems to be something wrong with the sound. Why is it coming from below?
Lang Ning pinched the bead string in his hand and looked under the window, suddenly looking at a pale and familiar face. The thing's pupils were completely black, and its neck was twisted upward at an incredible ninety degrees.
It was covered in blood, its nails were embedded in the wall, and its lower body was mutilated and bloody.
Looking further downstairs, a pool of dark red blood had accumulated downstairs. It turned out that the "bang bang" sound was caused by this thing falling continuously.
Lang Ning quickly closed the curtains, turned around and retched while hugging the trash can.
I began to feel a damp and sticky coldness on the back of my neck, and a hand touched it gently, followed by a fishy smell.
Lang Ning couldn't stop trembling. He could feel the cold flesh and blood veins of the hand on his neck. For a moment, it seemed as if his throat was being strangled and he couldn't make any sound.
He turned around tremblingly. Most of the thing's body had entered, and it had been stretched to a length that was impossible for a normal person. Lang Ning's body was completely out of control, and he was forced to open the curtain again.
The distorted face was pressed against the window, and when it looked into his fearful eyes, it grinned happily, its bloodless lips opening and closing, sighing.
"Ning Ning opened the door and found you again."
It's my brother!
Intention: Good deeds and evil deeds will be rewarded