v2 Chapter 912： Ghost Story (15)

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The kite sat in the basement.

I don't know how long it will take to hear the door open.

Someone is down.

She flew to the corner to hide.

It was an old man, a silver hair, dressed in old-fashioned tunic, carrying a walking stick and stepping down step by step.

The old man walked the last step and stood there for a while.

Then I went around the stairs and groped on the bottom floor. The floor was opened by him. He reached in and twisted the internal organs.

First kite: "..."

This is also too hidden. !

The organ moves, and the position on the left side of the basement slowly opens a door.

The first kite took a look at it, next to the wall that went up the stairs.

The old man went in with a cane.

The first kite wrist swayed, the silver thread wrapped her up, and her figure immediately disappeared into the air.

The kite followed the old man.

Inside is a very empty room.

Nothing at all.

At least the kite didn't see anything.

The old man stood at the entrance and couldn’t tell the vicissitudes of life: "Ikebukuro, I know you are here."

The voice of the old man is faint, obviously a room that is empty.

He seems to be facing a person.

Pool mirror...

Sure enough, her good card.

But what is this story?

I didn’t understand the first kite. I decided to take a look at it first.

The old man suddenly sighed: "So many years have passed, I know that sooner or later, you will become a nightmare for us to wear a home."

The first kite felt a little cold behind, and then a wind swept over her.

The old man suddenly went forward and the crutches dismissed, and the old man fell directly on the ground.

The middle of the room.

A black mist gradually condensed and gradually revealed the outline of the chair.

It was a chair that was completely piled up.

The handle of the chair is two hoes.

In the hollow of the hole, there is a black flame burning, like a living thing, a faint gaze.

That is the only color on the sturdy chair of the bones.

When the kite squinted and the empty chair, he sat alone.

The man was wearing a black retro robes, and the one-piece hat was buckled on his head, making people completely invisible.

The long legs are exposed from the robes, overlapping, and hands on the **** of the chair, such as the king who came to the night.

White benches, black people, bright colors.

Dai Jia’s father shuddered and sat up, looking up at the people in the chair.

"you……"

"Are you completely unblocked?"

The old man of Dai’s family looked at the man on the chair and was shaking all over.

"A hundred years is not too short."

The voice of the man Qing Yue sounded, with a smile, very good, no feeling of horror.

Dai father breathed a stagnation.

The man’s fingertips tapped on the girl’s head: “Dearing a parent for a hundred years, my grace for you can be used.”

"Ah, no, it should be the grace you have taken from me."

Dai’s face was a few inches in white.

Father Dai took his chest and gasped, biting his teeth: "You let me go to my descendants, what is coming for me, I am willing to pay for all this sin."

"Ha." The man chuckled.

He leaned back slightly, and the black hat fell, revealing the man's white chin, and a smooth and perfect neck.

But it was only an instant, the man bowed his head, it was black, and nothing could be seen.

"Chi Mirror, Dai Jia... Although I am sorry for you, but for a hundred years, I have not stopped offering to you..."

The pool mirror interrupted him: "You enshrine me, what you want is the longevity of Daijia, not for me, not to be so nice."

Father Dai’s body trembled.

"You want to destroy your home?"

"Of course." Chi Jingxiao: "You have been detained for a hundred years, seize power, will you let him go?"

There is no grievance in his voice.

Clean, like the tone of chatting with people.

"They don't know anything." Father Dai snorted, but soon there was only a cry on his face: "I didn't tell them anything, come to me, it's over, Ikeo, let them go."

Father Dai was originally sitting on the ground, and immediately squatted.

"As long as you let them go, you can do whatever you want."

The pool mirror did not sound.

In the **** of his hand, the black flame suddenly flickered.

The whole space is in a strange silence.

Swearing, the man like a king smiled and said: "Impossible."

He wants to wear his family to perish.

Sons and grandchildren, never surpassed.

"But I am very generous, I can leave some time for you to enjoy the fun of family."

At this time, he is not blamed for his illness, but also gives him a chance to breathe. This is different from suicide.

"Stupid." The first kite screamed.

The pool mirror suddenly looked at the side of the kite.

First kite: "..."

I am grass!

He can't see it!

The pool mirror quickly removed its view and seemed to just look at it casually.

The kite moves a few steps behind, moving from left to right.

Moved from the right to the left, and finally went up, went to the mirror and shook it.

The pool mirror did not respond.

Can't see it.

Scared me.

The first kite licked his mouth and never made a noise.

This is the safest!

"You have enjoyed a hundred years, and that's enough, isn't it?"

The mirror of the pool waved, the figure disappeared, and the chair slowly turned into a black fog, and finally dissipated.

First kite: "!!!"

I X!

Where have you been?

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The first kite did not find the mirror, and the depressed father followed up with the father.

She was so swaying and behind, and her mother and two servants were looking for a father, and the first kite was behind, and no one found her.

"Grandpa, where have you been?"

Dai Congrong came in from the outside.

He Ma suddenly said that the old man was gone.

There is no circle in the villa. He is going to look outside, and Mom will call him.

Still still, she just helped find someone.

"Dear Grandpa, whether you believe it or not, you really have something wrong here..."

Father Dai raised his hand and stopped Shang Jing from continuing.

Still frowning, but did not continue to say.

Father Dai is holding a cane: "From Rong, you go to the study with me."

"Oh, okay."

Dai Congrong and Shang Jing said a few words, let her wait a moment below, with the father to go upstairs.

Still quietly stepped back a few steps, the first kite suddenly walked to her side, stretched out her ankle.

Shang Jing was not prepared, and fell to the floor with a splash.

Father Dai and Dai Congrong, who are going upstairs, look back at the same time.

Still quietly on the ground, the posture is a bit indecent.

At this time, I was getting up and stunned, and I couldn’t help but see the embarrassment of the two people.

"Master, no... okay?" asked Dai Congrong hesitantly.

"Nothing, I look under the sofa." Shang Jing endured the pain, perfunctory Dai Rong.

"Oh oh..."

Looking at the sofa, need such a big movement?

What is good looking under the sofa?

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