Aura Rolling

There was the sound of a ball rolling on the ceiling, and an eyeball rolled around under the bed. The faucet in the bathroom seemed not to be tightened, and there seemed to be children laughing in the cabinet. There is a black lacquered coffin placed on the second floor, and the black and white photo on the front of the coffin smiles strangely... Song Yin hid the blood-stained white bone stick behind his back, stepped on the dead branches and leaves all over the courtyard to the courtyard door, and reached out to knock on the mottled wooden door. "Come out, I know you are in there." He showed a kind smile and slowly tightened his grip on the bone mace in his hand. "Don't be afraid, I'm really a good person." Behind the courtyard gate, two fierce ghosts in torn clothes looked at each other, hugged each other, and covered their mouths with their hands, for fear of crying.