Chapter 113: Quick Wisdom Born out of Oppression
I always felt that something floated past the wall the moment I came out of the bathroom just now.
No, it didn't float, it bounced.
Something popped up and fell back down.
The skin that had just been washed with water was blown by the night wind, and goose bumps appeared all over it.
stretch,
stretch,
The sound was quiet for a while and then started again.
This time, Shi Qingqing, who was standing in the same place, saw it clearly.
That's half a human head.
After her mind went blank for a moment, Shi Qingqing ran away without any hurry.
To be honest, my legs are a little weak.
But although she was too frightened, Shi Qingqing's mind became terrifyingly calm.
It can't be a ghost.
She slowed down her pace and approached the wall gently, then clicked on the mall.
She remembered that when she bought rice, she skipped a special item for Halloween team-building wholesale. She only ignored this one among all the special items.
After all, she didn't know what Halloween was and had never heard of it. The masks on the homepage looked scary, so she had no interest in staying for long.
This will...
Shi Qingqing looked through the options and felt that only the paper-made figures were in line with her concept of horror.
I quickly placed an order for a paper doll accessory, a basic type of funeral supply, with black hair and a red face made of white paper. There was a bamboo pole behind it, which should be large enough for people outside to see when it was held up.
There is also a bell on the neck, which emits green light when pressed.
After reading the introduction, Shi Qingqing pressed the bell directly, and then when she heard the sound of footsteps, she raised it up.
It should be synchronized with the other party.
Shi Qingqing heard a plop sound outside the wall, followed by some moving sounds.
She wasn't sure if she had let the other person see this, or if he just happened to fall down during the jump.
Shi Qingqing vaguely sensed something was wrong the first two times someone vomited outside the yard and deliberately approached the wall.
It's just that she took other protective measures and didn't think of using any supernatural powers. She did this because she was inspired by others.
The effect... should be of some use to those who are not mentally prepared.
As she heard no further movement, Shi Qingqing lifted up the paper figure with green light on its chin.
Accidentally lifting it too high, she took a big step forward and nearly hit the wall.
A scream was stuck in the throat and didn't come out completely.
It sounded like a short sigh at best.
But the next moment.
“Ah ...
Shi Qingqing was startled. The screams of the people outside the wall were as loud as the crowing of a rooster, and they turned on several lights.
She put the things in her hands into the small warehouse, went into the bedroom and turned on the light.
After thinking for a while, he took a knife from the kitchen. When he heard the noise from other people outside, he immediately opened the door and turned on the flashlight.
Someone approached her. "Hey, you're okay."
"Huh? What's wrong with me? I was sleeping and heard someone screaming. What happened?" Shi Qingqing felt like she was almost believing that she was an ignorant person.
Perhaps it was the mother and daughter at home, or Guan Xiaohui, gambler Xiao Qi and the like who trained his acting skills and mental endurance.
Anyway, she looks very innocent and kind now.
"I just got here too. There's a guy outside your house, screaming for help or something, crawling toward the road."
Shi Qingqing waved the kitchen knife in surprise: "I thought I heard it wrong. If someone stays up late at night and wanders around, he must be a street thug."
"Why are you holding a knife?" The person who spoke was the agent landlord, Sister Xu, who pointed at the knife in Shi Qingqing's hand and asked.
"Oh, I live alone. There's a knife on the bedside. You know, it's better to be safe than sorry. It's shown on TV that some people like to bully the people they live with."
As they were still talking, more and more flashlights appeared, and more than a dozen people were alarmed and came out to see. In the distance, some houses had turned on their lights.
It was eleven o'clock, and it was indeed time for everyone in the village to go to bed. Shi Qingqing didn't sleep because her schedule was more casual.
The crying person was comforted, but he kept insisting that he was drunk and had seen it wrong and wanted to go home and rest.
Passing by Shi Qingqing, he glanced over here and Shi Qingqing also looked at him.
A flash of white light flashed under the dark eyes.
The man screamed and fainted.
Shi Qingqing turned off the flashlight to make sure she had never met that person before. She just turned the flashlight to see what the other person looked like.
A dozen people gathered together for a noisy conversation about how to criticize people who drink too much and disturb others' rest.
Seeing several women standing at the door of her house, Shi Qingqing simply welcomed them in and sat in the living room for a while. After chatting for about twenty minutes, everyone yawned at the same time, and Shi Qingqing politely sent them home.
Stand at the door and wave to indicate that you can come and visit again when you have time.
She had avoided all social interactions because of the hurt she had experienced and the negative impact of the dream, fearing that after opening up to others, she would discover that behind the warm surface there was a mess.
In fact, after all these things happened, Shi Qingqing suddenly felt that it was not necessary to contact people.
You don't necessarily have to be sincere when you talk to people. With so many people in the world, is it possible to be sincere to everyone?
After closing the door, Shi Qingqing didn't get a good rest this time. She fell asleep slowly when it was dawn.
It was already eleven o'clock in the morning when she opened her eyes, but she felt that she had a very good sleep.
She stretched, jumped out of bed, and walked to the door, dragging her shoes along like Zhao Fengnian did.
The weather is nice today, and the sunlight at this point is just enough to fill the entire yard.
Shi Qingqing simply washed up and didn't plan to cook for herself, so she went to the taro ball shop to buy a meal. The clerk pulled her aside to talk about last night's gossip. Several people who came to the store to eat today said that someone in the village had seen a ghost.
Shi Qingqing's heart tightened, thinking that she would be mentioned.
Unexpectedly, the ghost version was that the drunk man was followed by something on the road.
Shi Qingqing blinked and replied after a while. "Ah? Is that so?"
The clerk smiled mysteriously. "You're scared, young man, be brave. If you haven't done anything wrong, ghosts won't knock on your door."
Shi Qingqing paid the money and went to the freezer next door to pick out some hand-made meatballs to take home.
Halfway through the journey, Shi Qingqing curled her lips. "There are no consequences. It's not as bad as I imagined..."
She was raised in such a way that if she did something that was not to people's liking, caused trouble to others, or broke or touched other people's things, she would feel anxious and uneasy. That feeling of anxiety was like ants gnawing at her heart, bit by bit, without stopping.
Sudden pain.
Suddenly there was silence for a while.
At certain times, that feeling will come out again to torture me.
But ever since she decided to break the shackles of "family affection", this feeling has not appeared for a long time.
Even though she scared people like that last night, even though a person of the opposite sex appeared next to her house, there would be no bad consequences.
So, sometimes she really doesn't have to scare herself anymore.
Right.
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