Chapter 392: This House Has Been Quiet

"Two days after I returned, one night, I was half asleep and felt someone sitting up and getting out of bed next to me."

An Ning has been living with a friend for the past half month and hasn't come to her senses yet.

In a daze, she was still thinking that her friend went to the toilet.

Thinking back on it now, she wanted to slap herself.

She swallowed and told Huo Ning every detail of what happened that day.

"After a while, I heard the sound of someone getting into bed, and I could feel the right side of the mattress sinking a bit. Master Huo, you know, that feeling of having someone else sleeping next to you!"

[Your question is too presumptuous. She is single, how could she know! ]

[No one dared to sleep next to Huo Laoliu.]

[With that said, would a ghost dare to sleep next to her? ]

[Ghosts probably wouldn't dare to do that!]

[With her habit of pinching the heads of evil spirits whenever she's unhappy, I believe she must have a great reputation in the ghost world! ]

[Don't worry about Huo Laoliu for now. What else happened to you at that time? Go on.]

[If there's nothing in her room, I'll screw her head off! ]

An Ning shuddered.

Even though some netizens were joking about this, she still felt a chill down her spine.

An Ning clutched the thermos cup in her hand tightly. "I was still wondering if my friend had come back from the toilet."

Just as she was about to continue sleeping, she suddenly started.

No, she's already back from her friend's house!

She has returned to the capital, not Jiangcheng!

An Ning's hands and feet trembled uncontrollably. "As soon as this thought came to my mind, I felt someone hugging my shoulders from behind, and then I couldn't move."

"I don't remember if I took any action because my memory is blurry here, and not long after that, I woke up."

As soon as she woke up, she turned on the light on her cell phone, got out of bed, and turned on the light in the room.

As expected, there was nothing else in the room.

She was alone.

"You may not believe it, but when I found that I was the only one in the bedroom, I couldn't tell what I felt. Anyway, I wasn't scared, but I felt relieved."

She actually realized at that time that there was something in her room.

Those things were either already in the room.

Or maybe she has a weak constitution and got infected accidentally.

But she didn't feel that scared at the time. Instead, she thought, it's a good thing that it was Ah Piao who came in.

It would have been horrible if someone had come into her room at four in the morning.

But after waking up, she couldn't fall asleep no matter how hard she tried.

"Later, I didn't believe it and slept on my side. I was even bold enough to turn my face towards where I thought Ah Piao was. Strangely enough, I actually fell asleep."

[This sister's mental state is amazing. If I were her, I would have gone crazy, but she can stay so calm.]

[Sister, you are such a jerk. You knew there was a Piao at home, but you still dared to sleep facing the side where Piao was. Otherwise, how can I say you are so awesome? ]

[Being generous has its advantages. If she wasn't so generous, she would have a mental breakdown.]

[Didn't you hear that she was the illustrator? It's so funny. How can an illustrator not be crazy? When I was asked to revise the manuscript, I was more resentful than a ghost.]

[My dear family members cried. When I revised the manuscript countless times and the client said that they would go back to the first version, no matter if it was an evil ghost or a powerful ghost, if I met it, it would become my food! ]

It is impossible for a person not to go crazy while alive.

Everyone's mental state is very stable.

Stable madness.

[No, sister, you have encountered so many strange things, but you didn’t take any measures? ]

This netizen has really asked the point.

"Who said there is none? I wear a cinnabar on my neck, and I put a red envelope with five-colored rice under my pillow, and a pair of scissors, but it is useless!"

She put everything that should be put in.

She burned moxa and went to the temple to ask for amulets.

But if you are going to be entangled by A Piao, you will still be entangled by A Piao.

An Ning spread her hands and said, "I am now being held in bed by a ghost every day. Every day there is a female ghost hugging me. I am used to it and have become numb to it."

Don't ask why she continues to live here after all this.

The first question is, this house is cheap.

Second, I can’t bear to part with the deposit of those months.

If it weren't for poverty, who would want to live in a haunted house?

Just live in this house and keep quiet.

[Didn’t you contact the landlord to come and solve the problem? There is a ghost in this house. You are too careless! ]

"To be honest, I have lived here for such a long time, but I have never met the landlord. The one I am dealing with is the agent, who is also the sub-landlord. I still don't know the name of the original landlord."

Fortunately, she is not the kind of person who likes to commit suicide.

If she was a little bolder and went to this weird house to play some four-corner game to summon the spirit of the pen, she would be like a wild boar with wings on its back trying to fly into the sky.

[So, you contacted the anchor now because you think we are bored and want to share your horrific experience? ]

[From your expression, I feel that you are quite scared, but from your reaction at that time, you are just short of flying into the sky and standing shoulder to shoulder with the sun! ]

An Ning took two sips of water.

She was quite scared.

"I'm scared because I've not only been suffering from sleep paralysis recently, I've also been experiencing auditory hallucinations from time to time. I can't hear exactly what they're saying, but it sounds a bit like someone is arguing in my ear."

This kind of auditory hallucination does not distinguish between morning, noon and night.

There isn't even a rule.

Sometimes she was woken up by this sound just as she was about to fall asleep.

The tranquility nerves are somewhat weakened.

Once she was woken up, she found it difficult to fall asleep again.

During the day, there were often sounds of renovation outside. She could still draw without being disturbed by them, but she really couldn't fall asleep.

"And I've been having nightmares lately, but I forget what happened when I wake up, but I still remember that thrilling feeling."

And every time she woke up, she was sweating profusely.

My back was basically wet with cold sweat.

"I went to live with my friend for a while. In the past, I could just move to a new place and nothing would happen, but now, even if I move to a new place, I still have nightmares."

She realized that she might be entangled by that thing.

No matter how generous An Ning is, he is still just an ordinary person with mortal flesh and blood.

She was also quite scared when she suddenly met Ah Piao.

"But——"

An Ning paused and looked up at Huo Ning on the screen. "Master Huo, my intuition tells me that the ghost girl may not have any bad intentions. She may want my help with something."

She hesitated a little, but after thinking it over, she said what she felt was wrong.

"I moved the bed out when I was cleaning the room."

"Then I found that there were dark brown marks in the cracks of the wall. Those marks seemed to have been there for a long time. I didn't think much of it at the time, but since these things happened, I always felt that something was wrong."

She also asked the second landlord whether this was a haunted house.

The sub-landlord assured her that the house was absolutely clean and that many people had lived there before without any problems.

Anyway, the subtext is that she has mental problems and is overthinking.

To put it another way, the sub-landlord meant that even if there was something dirty, it was her own fault.

After Huo Ning heard what she said, she took a sip of water, counted on her fingers, and raised her eyelids slightly, "Your feeling is not wrong."

“This house is really not clean.”

It was also An Ning's bad luck that the previous tenant cleaned the room very well inside and out.

The talisman that was previously painted on the wall and covered by the bed was thought by the previous tenant to have been left on the wall by the previous tenant's child.

The previous tenant had a germaphobia and obsessive-compulsive disorder, and he used a steel wool dipped in toothpaste and detergent to wipe off the ghost-soothing talisman on the wall.

"When you lived with your best friend, she had a strong yang energy and ghosts didn't dare to approach her."

However, the ghost in the house was not that powerful at that time.

After all, it has been suppressed for decades.

It's not easy to recover your strength so quickly.

But after An Ning lived alone, the sunlight in the house decreased sharply, and An Ning usually painted, so she liked to draw the curtains.

The orientation of her bedroom makes it difficult for light to enter.

She used curtains to block out the sunlight every day, and she herself had a physique that attracted evil spirits, so ghosts and she were able to live in the same room together like fish in water.

"Now that her strength has gradually recovered, she wants you to take her out and help her get revenge."

An Ning's expression fell.

Let her help with revenge?

You are right!