The safe house is peaceful and warm, very comfortable, and the mood is pleasant and relaxing, which seems to make people forget all the uneasy worries and fears.
Zhang Fan lay leisurely on the sofa, eating fruit cakes and drinking hot tea and drinks, feeling very leisurely.
Outside the safe house, it was pouring rain, extremely cold, and full of unimaginable dangers. The woman in the white dress was alone, wandering outside the empty house in the rain, constantly wandering.
After wandering for a long time, she gradually stopped and stood in front of the window outside the safe house, keeping a distance of three meters. Her eyes were full of anger, staring straight at Zhang Fan inside the house.
The situation between the two is in stark contrast.
Zhang Fan yawned, turned over, and looked out the window, looking at each other with the woman in the white dress outside.
Although the face of the woman in the white dress was obscured by the messy black hair, Zhang Fan could still clearly sense the terrifying gaze behind the black hair.
That gaze, mixed with monstrous anger and extreme murderous intent, seemed to want to peel off his skin and bones, crushing his bones and scattering ashes.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan couldn't help feeling cold all over his body and shuddered. After hesitating again and again, Zhang Fan took out a big red umbrella from the wooden cabinet in the safe house. After a moment of silence, he followed the crack in the window and walked towards it. The woman in the white dress threw it away.
"It's raining heavily outside, sisters, I'll give you an umbrella..." Zhang Fan shouted loudly with a smile on his face.
The umbrella was thrown out and fell to the wet ground.
But the woman in the white dress had no intention of picking it up.
She didn't seem to appreciate Zhang Fan's kindness very much.
Seeing this, Zhang Fan smiled bitterly, sighed and said: "Why are you doing this? The two of us met after all. It is fate. Look, I am the only one who cares about you now. If it were someone else, Who cares whether you live or die?"
"Sisters, listen to my advice. After you have eaten, you'd better pick up your umbrella. It's raining heavily outside. Don't catch a cold again."
"Huh? Don't look at me like that. It makes me feel embarrassed. If the room hadn't been too crowded, I would have opened the door for you and let you in."
This sentence was obviously Zhang Fan telling lies with his eyes open.
This safe house seems to have some kind of supernatural ability that can evade the approach of ghosts. Not to mention opening the door, it is estimated that even if he walks half a meter out of the door, as long as he is still within the protection range of the safe house, any ghosts will be killed. No harm can be done to him.
Listening to Zhang Fan's hypocritical words, the woman in the white dress felt nauseated, and couldn't help but recall the time when she was deceived by a scumbag.
That scumbag also used this kind of sweet talk to deceive her, and finally deceived her into despair, and eventually died miserably on the street.
All scumbags deserve to die.
Especially the kind of scumbag who likes to make big pie with his sweet words should be damned.
Finally, the woman in the white dress couldn't stand Zhang Fan's hypocritical face anymore. She turned back angrily, looked around a few times, found a big stone from the ground, and threw it hard towards Zhang Fan in the safe house.
Since I can't harm you, a stinky man, at close range, I'll just throw rocks at you.
He raised his hand and threw a stone the size of an adult's palm with force.
"Whoosh——"
Along with a sound of breaking through the air, the stone hit the glass of the safe house.
But the imagined scene of the glass being smashed did not happen. Instead, the stone was immediately bounced away by an inexplicable force and hit the woman in the white dress.
She was caught off guard, and the stone became even faster due to the force of the rebound. Without giving the woman in the white dress a chance to react, it hit her head directly, causing her to stagger a few times. He sat down on the muddy and wet ground.
The originally snow-white white dress was also covered in rain and dirt.
She sat on the ground, calmed down for a while, then got up again, and her dirty white dress also became spotless. All the dirt disappeared, as if it had been wiped away by some unknown supernatural force. go.
But at this time, she seemed to be even more angry.
The murderous intent emanating from his body had almost become substantial, and even the rain that enveloped him was magically evaporated.
Zhang Fan looked at the other party's furious look and felt helpless.
You shot yourself in the foot, and now you have recorded this hatred on me. What's going on?
"I gave you delicious food, but you didn't eat it. I gave you an umbrella and you didn't use it. Now you fell down and you resent me again?"
"Is there anyone like you...ah, is there anyone like you? That's too unreasonable, isn't it?"
"Okay, you are noble and awesome. You can be angry if you like. It doesn't matter to me. You damn bitch!" Zhang Fan glared and cursed for a while, then pulled the curtains hard with his backhand and stopped looking at the woman in the white dress.
As the saying goes, out of sight, out of mind.
Love so much.
I don't give a fuck about you.
The curtains were closed, Zhang Fan changed into a comfortable position, crossed his legs, and ate a grape.
Anyway, I am in a safe house, protected from wind and rain. As long as I don't leave this door, I am absolutely safe.
I didn't expect that the treatment for this desperate scene would be so good, and it was wonderful to be able to set up such a very humane safe house.
Who came up with this layout? I must give him a big thumbs up when I look back.
After lying down for nearly half an hour, Zhang Fan felt a little sleepy, so he decided to turn off the lights and go to sleep. However, when he was about to turn off the lights, he suddenly had an idea and wanted to see what kind of character the woman in the white dress had become due to the rain. It's not like he's still wandering outside looking at himself.
Thinking of this, Zhang Fan looked at the curtains again and looked outside.
Sure enough, just as he imagined, the woman in the white dress stood there angrily, holding the scalpel tightly, staring at him.
"Hey, the opportunity I gave you was useless. You insisted on confronting me. Now you deserve it, right? Get wet in the rain. Anyway, I'm going to bed." Zhang Fan sneered and was about to close the curtains again.
However, the moment his palm touched the curtain, he saw the woman in the white dress suddenly turned around and ran out of the alley.
She ran very fast, and it looked like she was running away.
It was as if she had seen something extremely terrifying, which frightened her.
Just like before, he ran away quickly.
"She's on the run? What did she see?"
"Is it possible? There are new ghosts appearing outside?"
Zhang Fan frowned. For some reason, when he saw the woman in the white dress turning around and running away, he gradually felt a little uneasy in his heart.
From the beginning to now, the woman in the white dress has been standing outside watching him, with no intention of leaving.
Since she can insist on waiting for so long, she will definitely continue to wait.
Through this period of contact, Zhang Fan knew that the woman in the white dress was a very vindictive and patient ghost. No matter how far she ran away, she would still chase her back.
Therefore, she most likely sensed the presence of some ghost.
Zhang Fan was not sure what kind of ghost it was.
Is it the unknown ghost that makes the child laugh?
No, it shouldn't be.
It shouldn't be it.
This ghost is afraid of rain, so it is definitely not it.
Could it be the fierce ghost in red?
This is not right. Looking outside through the window, there is not even a ghost outside. How can there be a red-clothed ghost?
If it wasn't the fierce ghost in red, what on earth did the woman in the white dress see that scared her so much that she ran away?
Just when Zhang Fan was puzzled, suddenly, at a certain moment, a subtle creaking sound suddenly sounded from the safe house where he was.
The squeaking sound was too subtle and difficult to detect. If Zhang Fan was not the only one in the safe house at this time, he would definitely not be able to detect it if there were more people.
Following the source of the sound, Zhang Fan listened carefully.
Soon, he tiptoed to the place where the sound came from.
He found that the sound seemed to come from under the sofa.
The squeaking sound was very soft and faint. Even if you were close to the source of the sound, you still couldn't hear it clearly.
Zhang Fan came to the sofa and wanted to lean down and take a look at the bottom of the sofa, but before he could move, his whole body stiffened.
Not for anything else, just because there was an inexplicable uneasiness in my heart.
There was a voice in his heart screaming crazily, telling him not to do that, otherwise he would definitely die.
"No! This is weird."
Zhang Fan seemed to have thought of something, his expression suddenly changed, and he quickly took a few steps back and came directly to the door.
If his guess is correct, and combined with the direction the woman in the white dress looked before escaping, there is only one possibility, and that is that this safe house is not as beautiful as imagined.
There may be some terrible dangers.
Thinking of this possibility, Zhang Fan's scalp went numb, and he immediately reached out his right hand and grabbed the door handle.
Almost at this moment, the squeaking sound that was originally only a slight one suddenly became much louder and harsher.
It sounded like it was coming from an oversized rat.
Before Zhang Fan could think too much, he suddenly saw a dry palm with long blood-red nails coming out from behind the sofa and pressing it against the sofa.
There is no doubt that this is a very scary ghost hand.
After seeing the ghostly palm, Zhang Fan immediately shuddered, and a very scary thought appeared in his mind.
Perhaps this so-called safe house does not exist at all.
It is very possible that this is an illusion created by the terrifying ghost hidden inside.
As long as the people who break into believe that this place is safe, they will completely follow its path.
To describe it in one word, it is like boiling a frog in warm water.
It will give you a little benefit at first, numbing your body and mind little by little. Once you are immersed in it, it will start to devour you. Even if you wake up at the last moment, it is probably too late and you will not be able to escape even if you want to. .
The moment Zhang Fan saw the ghost's palm protruding out, without saying a word, he twisted the door handle, opened the door desperately, and rushed out.
However, when he twisted the door handle, he found that the door handle had become extremely stiff and stuck, as if it was full of serious resistance, as if something was preventing him from leaving.
Seeing this, Zhang Fan secretly thought that it was indeed the case.
Sure enough, this safe house was a trap set by a ghost.
Once people are in a safe house, the slower they wake up, the slimmer their chances of escaping.
After running out of the room, Zhang Fan went outside in the rain. It wasn't until he ran a few dozen meters away from the safe house that he inadvertently glanced back and looked into the safe house, where he found a body. A humanoid mouse in a red dress appeared strangely. It stood in front of the door. Its eyes were filled with resentment and bloodthirsty, and there was a trace of anthropomorphic anger on its face, as if it was complaining that it would let Zhang Fan go.
