PFC Chapter 353 Who is Singing?
Chapter 353 Who is Singing?
Click click!
The world in the dream is tearing apart rapidly.
Pieces of glass fell to the ground, dissipating invisible.
Zhao Dong took a deep breath and shook his hands.
Everything in front of me disappeared.
Taking a closer look, Lisa seemed to have exhausted all her strength just now, she tilted her body and fell down.
With a flash of his figure, Zhao Dong immediately came behind Lisa and grabbed her.
"Go to sleep for a while."
Sensing that Lisa's mental strength was exhausted, Zhao Dong slowly supported Lisa on the ground.
At this time, other people still want to come and attack.
Zhao Dong knocked them unconscious with a knife in his hand.
Then, send a message to the person who came over as soon as possible.
[There is a problem here, don't come here! 】
His intention was not to want these people to be like Lisa.
Anyway, if you come here, you will be hypnotized, so it is better not to come.
For a moment, Chun Li and the others who were about to come stopped in their tracks.
[Leader Zhao Dong told us not to go there. 】
[Sister Chunli, what should I do? 】Xiaorou stood beside Chunli, her pretty face slightly condensed.
Chun Li said: [Well, the leader of Zhao Dong won't talk nonsense, so we're still obedient. 】
Afterwards, she quickly ordered to the people behind her: "Everyone, stop moving forward."
……
……
At this time, Zhao Dong had come to the thatched cottage.
"Who is singing?"
The singing is just flying out of the thatched cottage, very beautiful.
Zhao Dong savored it carefully, and he reckoned that the reason why he was not affected by the singing was due to his strong mental strength.
Since the singing monster inside refuses to come out, then go in by yourself.
Swipe!
Two skeleton soldiers were summoned, and as soon as they appeared, they excitedly walked inside.
But after walking for three steps, they all turned their heads and slashed at Zhao Dong.
"Ok?"
Zhao Dong was taken aback for a moment, the two skeleton soldiers were also affected.
Fortunately, he had prepared in advance and did not summon more skeleton soldiers.
Boom!
After solving the two skeleton soldiers, Zhao Dong decided to rely on himself.
Click!
Stepping on the floor of the thatched hut, a cold breath came from inside the thatched hut.
Cold, this cold feeling, he couldn't help but say.
You know, with his current strength, it is reasonable to say that he is not afraid of this kind of cold.
But still so cold.
Explain that this is not an ordinary cold, but a kind of cold from the soul.
Just like the sound of music, it is also a test of the soul.
The interior furnishings are very simple.
A battered table, a few stools woven from the fence.
There are two red candles on the table, and some dishes and chopsticks beside it.
There is a large bowl of white rice in the bowl.
It feels like someone is waiting for someone to come home for dinner.
It's just that it's a meal for the dead.
Because the white rice has long been moldy, and there are five incense sticks on it.
Three of the incense sticks are long and two are short.
The so-called three longs and two shorts indicate that the white rice is for the dead.
Only the dead, the rice will be placed like this.
"Mmmmm~"
The humming sound continued.
Zhao Dong looked inside, the door of the back room was closed, and the sound came from inside.
Zhao Dong walked over, his voice becoming more and more urgent.
Without hesitation, Zhao Dong opened the door.
"You're back."
The sound is long, this is the real sound.
Looking closely, there was only one bed in front of him.
On the wall next to it, there are two big happy characters pasted on it.
And on the bed, a woman in a red dress and a red hijab was sitting on the bed, sitting quietly and upright.
The voice just now came from this woman.
It was the bride who sang here.
Zhao Dong looked surprised.
Rumor has it that ghosts in red clothes have the deepest grievances, and now it seems that this is indeed the case.
So many people outside have been hypnotized, which is enough to prove the difficulty of this ghost.
"Well, I'm back."
Zhao Dong thought for a while, nodded and said.
He decided to try to see if he could communicate with the ghost.
Anyway, it's the last word to appease the other party's resentment, because this is also a way to solve the haunted house.
"Where have you been?" Suddenly, the woman raised her head.
But because she was wearing a red hijab, Zhao Dong couldn't see her face clearly.
But judging from her fair hands and figure, this is a lady of every family.
Because she has never been on the ground, her hands are very white and tender.
"I just went out for a walk and got some fresh air."
"I thought you were gone." The woman said leisurely, "A man's mouth, a deceitful ghost, and a man are not good things."
Zhao Dong: "..."
Zhao Dong touched his nose speechlessly, listening to the woman's words, he seemed to have deep resentment towards the man.
"You said, men are not good things?" Suddenly, the woman floated in the air and moved towards Zhao Dong, Sen Leng asked.
Just at this moment, Zhao Dong embraced him.
The atmosphere suddenly became anxious.
The woman never thought that Zhao Dong would be so bold.
"you……"
"Do not talk."
Zhao Dong put his arms around the woman: "You are beautiful, may I have a look at you?"
"you……"
"I'm willing to take care of you. I know you may think I'm lying to you, but please think carefully."
While speaking, Zhao Dong lifted the woman's red hijab.
sizzle!
Although Zhao Dong was mentally prepared, he couldn't help but gasp.
The woman in front of her was so beautiful.
Fair skin and beautiful, black hair like a waterfall, the only shortcoming is probably her eyeballs.
Pale and white, it looked like Chu Renmei's eyes.
"you……"
"Do not talk."
Zhao Dong hugged her, her body was icy and cold, but it felt good to the touch.
"Ma'am, look at me."
"Men are not good things, men are not..."
The woman who was chattering just now saw Zhao Dong's face when she looked up.
It's okay if you don't look at it, but when you look at the woman, you are stunned.
"Men are not... most of them are not good things."
Good guy, I said no just now, but it suddenly became the majority.
It seems that I have become that minority.
Zhao Dong wanted to laugh in his heart.
He just did this, and it was also a try.
Anyway, the voice of the female ghost can no longer affect him, so let's see if he can convince others with virtue.
Use language to influence each other.
As it turns out, language is still of little use.
The best way is to look good.
Speaking of which, this guy Yuanshang is not good at anything, but he is really good-looking, with thin skin and tender flesh, he looks very pleasing.
"Ma'am, did you encounter any sad things?" Zhao Dong said lightly.
At this time, the voice of the woman's resentment has also disappeared.
She raised her head and murmured: "It was the day of my wedding, but my husband was hanging out with other women. I misjudged the man. I married that poor scholar. I thought he would treat me well. Because of this, I fell out with my father."
"I didn't expect that not only did he not cherish it, but he also messed around with others. He is not a good thing."
"So it is."
Zhao Dong understood, no wonder the woman said that men are not good things, that's why.