Brother Xiong first felt something touching his head.

He also stared at his cell phone on the ground, breathing rapidly and his heartbeat was chaotic. The tiny touch was ignored by him.

The next second, the touch becomes clearer

The female ghost's hair had already fallen on Brother Xiong's head, sweeping the top of Brother Xiong's head and ears, and rubbing Brother Xiong's temples. Brother Xiong could not have no feelings, and it was impossible for him to completely ignore this feeling.

His body became stiff and he didn't dare to move. He held his breath, but his heart began to pound wildly without restraint.

Brother Xiong squeezed out a cry in his throat and moaned in fear.

His eyes were covered with blood, and the tear glands unconsciously secreted tears, just like beads of sweat seeping out of his pores, sliding down from his skin drop by drop.

These feelings are magnified.

The female ghost was still bent down, and her hair had already fallen in front of Brother Xiong.

He wanted to ignore it, and he wanted to pretend that nothing had happened.

The black hair covered Brother Xiong's vision.

His whole body began to tremble and started to sway, and he couldn't even close his eyes.

The female ghost's body was bent into an n-shaped shape, and her face appeared in front of Brother Xiong.

Four eyes are opposite.

Brother Xiong opened his mouth and a broken sound came out of his throat.

Bang!

The female ghost's head fell off and fell on Brother Xiong's leg.

The broken opening on her neck was like an open lid, and blood poured out of her body.

Brother Xiong's entire body was covered with blood.

The female ghost's body fell down dejectedly and pressed against Brother Xiong.

Brother Xiong jumped up like an electric shock, threw away the head, and knocked the female ghost's body away.

His feet slipped, his slippers flew away, and he lay in a pool of blood, like a ridiculous landslide, fluttering in the shallow pool.

The blood was wiped away by him and flowed on the floor.

Brother Xiong finally stood up, wanted to bypass the dining table and rushed out of the door.

He no longer cared about his barefoot or his home clothes, and his body was covered in blood.

He was full of thought of running away.

"Brother Xiong."

A call rang behind Brother Xiong.

Brother Xiong had already held the door handle at this time.

That was the sound of the big knife.

Brother Xiong didn't look back.

I didn't care so much, and looked directly in the direction where the sound and the yin energy came.

The big knife stands in a pool of blood.

Behind him, the female ghost corpse was separated and was still lying on the ground.

Pick, pick...

The big knife stepped on the blood on the ground and walked towards the cell phone.

He bent down and picked up his phone, his movements were flowing, without any strangeness or awkwardness at all.

He held his cell phone and walked towards Brother Xiong.

Brother Xiong suddenly cried and twisted the door handle.

Click, click...

The door handle was twisted several times, but the door did not open.

"Open the door! Open the door! Help, save... Help!" Brother Xiong held the door handle in both hands and kept trying to open the door.

Click click click click... The door handle was rotating wildly, but the door was pulled, but it couldn't be opened at all.

Brother Xiong cried, "Don't come...Don't come...Big knife, Dadao, Dadao, it's not that I killed you. It has nothing to do with me...It has nothing to do with me...We want to save your...Big knife...You let me go..."

Brother Xiong pressed his head against the door panel and never dared to look back.

Pick, pick...

Dadao had already held the phone and walked behind Brother Xiong.

His empty hand pressed on Brother Xiong's shoulder.

Brother Xiong was trembling, as if the poor child was bullied, he had no ability to resist at all, and he could not have the intention to resist.

The big knife stretched the phone in front of him and Brother Xiong.

The screen of the mobile phone has broken and blackened. At this moment, the screen lights up.

A live broadcast screen appeared on the broken screen.

Brother Xiong's face was filled with horror and his expressionless face leaned against each other.

Both faces were distorted by the broken screen.

"Brother Xiong, laugh." Dadao said, his voice very light and there was no ups and downs in tone.

Brother Xiong couldn't laugh, and he was still grinning, with an expression of crying.

The big knife pulled the corner of his mouth and started to laugh.

A female ghost appeared on his face and behind him.

The female ghost grabbed the corner of his mouth with both hands, making him look "smiling".

The female ghost tilted her head and her face appeared between the two.

Suddenly, she grinned, revealing her teethless mouth, and her long tongue spit out.

The heads of three people fell to the ground at the same time.

A lot of blood spurted out of Brother Xiong's neck, all of which fell on the screen and door panel of the mobile phone.

Brother Xiong's body was still grabbed by a big knife.

The two people's heads rolled together, and their faces were filled with dying fear expressions.

The female ghost stretched out her hand and held the phone.

The phone has a black screen.

Her figure disappeared, and her phone fell to the ground, making a loud noise.

Brother Xiong's headless corpse also landed on the ground.

The big knife disappeared.

The blood left by the female ghost disappeared.

Only Brother Xiong's body was left in the room. His hand was still holding the door handle and leaning against the door panel. His head was lying beside his body, his eyes were looking at his body.

The dream is not over.

I saw Brother Xiong's soul quickly appear next to his body.

It has yin energy, not strong, it is similar to the yin energy of the big sword, and also to the yin energy of the female ghost.

I was puzzled.

The female ghost's yin energy is not heavy and does not look strong. She can understand how she threatened Brother Xiong. But at first, how did she attack Dadao? When Dadao was playing live broadcast, she was not afraid of those special effects. If Dadao did not produce fear, the female ghost shouldn't have scared him so easily and even killed him.

Too strange.

These supernatural events I encountered before were different.

I thought of the collapsed underworld, the demons that Ye Qing said were dancing around, and the ghosts of the Shen family I saw in my previous dream...

My heart is heavy.

Is this the consequence of losing the underworld?

These ghosts...

Brother Xiong suddenly moved.

His ghost looked at his body, hugging his head and cried.

He cried loudly without any restraint.

The howling lasted for a while.

His mobile phone screen lit up and the live broadcast room appeared.
To be continued...