Ye Xian followed Chu Qi to the front store, turned on the lights, and under the lights, the utensils in the store were all quietly in their place. There was nothing strange about it.

“Where is the wig?”

Ye Xian asked angrily.

"I was standing here just now. I thought it was a dun, so I grabbed it, but there was nothing under the wig, it floated down by itself."

Thinking of a wig floating down from the upstairs in the dark night, I couldn't help but shivering: "It's so terrible, Miss Ye, you'd better not wear a wig."

"What about the wig now? Where is it?"

Ye Xian sneered: "Don't say that the wig has gone upstairs by himself. I think you are taking revenge on me. I will catch you in the afternoon and go shopping. You hold a grudge."

On the seventh day of the lunar calendar, I hurriedly decided: "It's nothing, Miss Ye, when you go shopping, you buy me some delicious food. I have no complaints at all."

"Really not?"

"Really, really."

"Okay, let's continue shopping at dawn. I'm going to the department store."

"Ah?" Chu Qi was stunned.

"Don't just bully others if you are honest in the seventh day of the lunar calendar."

Zhao Nan had already put on his clothes and got up. He walked around the store, looked at the bottles and jars, and then pointed upstairs and said, "Let's go, go up and take a look at the wig."

When Ye Xian opened the door, he blocked the door: "Wait a minute, I'll go in first."

She had just gotten up from the room and the quilt was still spread on the bed, so she didn't want the two men to go in just like this.

Soon, Ye Xian pulled the door and said, "Come in."

Sure enough, the wig was still hanging in its original position, quietly.

"It's actually still in its original position."

Chu Qi pointed at the wig and said.

“No, I tried wearing it before going to bed, put it on the dressing table instead of hanging it there, but now I look at the wig itself in the wrong place!

The seventh day of the lunar calendar was so scared that he hid behind Zhao Nan.

This past month, when I can't sleep at night, I can hear all kinds of sounds coming from the front, but I can only hear the sounds without seeing ghosts. I can tolerate them all. But just now I saw the wig standing there with my own eyes, and I reached out to take it. When I thought of this, I was creepy and stared at the wig. He even felt that the wig seemed to have a slight smile at him. The hand that grabbed the wig just now was also frizzy.

Ye Xian walked over, picked up the wig, and shook it hard for a few times, but nothing was wrong.

Ye Xian turned around and grabbed the lighter from the dressing table, and the fire lit up.

"It's just a wig, it's too big to burn it." Ye Xian pointed the lighter at the wig. At this moment, she suddenly understood why the wig didn't return to the dressing table, because there was a lighter there, and this wig would definitely be afraid of the lighter.

Sure enough, the flames came over and a sniff of burnt hair.

"Ah." The wig twisted and let out a woman's scream.

Chu Qi was so scared that his whole body shook. Zhao Nan hugged him and patted him gently on his shoulder: "No, no, it's okay."

"Who are you? Why are you doing it?"

"I...I didn't mean it, I just wanted to escape." The woman's voice sounded, the wig was talking, the voice was as thin as a gossip, and it sounded very scary in the middle of the night.

"Who are you? Answer me?"

"I……"

The wig was silent. Ye Xian snapped, and the flames lit up again, and the wig couldn't help twisting: "Don't burn me, don't burn me."

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