The whole world is waiting for the host to overturn

Chapter 479 The Night Walk of Hundred Ghosts (1)

"Tick."

"Tick."

"Tick."

It's the sound of water dripping in the bathroom...

The apartment is dilapidated, all the decorations are in disrepair, and there are mottled old marks everywhere.

A few pieces of skin fell off the ceiling, and the dark light from outside spilled in, reflecting the room indistinctly.

The floor was also cracked, and some suspicious liquid flowed out from the crack in the bathroom door, and then seeped into the crack in the floor...

Everything is old and even dilapidated.

Only the bathroom door was incompatible with everything outside.

It's as if, it's always been wiped by something day after day...

"boom!"

Something started banging on the door.

It was probably the door outside, the sound was not very loud, but very rhythmic.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

After a while, it looks like an old man, or a homeless man carrying a heavy object.

There were occasional pauses in the voice, but not so noticeably.

Gradually, the voice became closer, starting from the door of the bathroom, and slowly reaching the door of the bedroom.

After a while, it seemed that he could still hear the panting sound of the thing lying on the door.

"Bang bang bang!"

The voice finally began to rush.

The liquid seeping from the bathroom also accelerated its flow, seeping in from under the bedroom door bit by bit.

Dark floor, dark liquid, black shadows hanging from the ceiling.

There was no response to the knocking on the door, and they started beating wildly.

The broken glass windows were slammed open from the outside, and a gust of cold wind blew past.

All the unknown objects are approaching the only bed in the bedroom.

There was only a quilt on the bed, and a person curled up under the quilt.

From the foot of the bed to the corner of the quilt, slowly moving towards her face hidden under the quilt...

"Get out! Are you annoying, every day?"

Ji Rong, who was woken up, lifted the quilt depressed, stared at the ceiling and cursed.

"Come here twice every three days, can you change the pattern? If you don't get tired of it, I will panic."

After scolding, Ji Rong kicked off the phantom beside the bed, then rolled over wrapped in a quilt.

The night is still long, continue to sleep.

The knocking on the door stopped abruptly, and the flowing liquid stopped suddenly.

Even the black shadow lying on the ceiling obviously paused.

It seems that I don't know whether to continue...

After a few minutes, the knock on the door started again, and the liquid began to flow slowly.

Just a moment, the arrogance is obviously much smaller.

And the one on the ceiling is in a dilemma.

After a long while, it gathered up the courage to move forward, and parted a mass of wet black hair from the shadows, hanging down from the ceiling...

As soon as the black hair reached the top of Ji Rong's cheek, Ji Rong opened his eyes and grabbed it.

Suddenly, a sharp voice pierced the night sky.

"Oh, it hurts, hurts!"

Ji Rong pulled the black hair to sit up, her eyes were as bright as stars in the night.

"You still know it hurts?"

Ji Rong said, pulling hard.

After a sharper howl sounded, a ball of blue hair fell to the floor.

Then, the unknown liquid froze.

It wanted to take advantage of Ji Rong's inattention, shrink itself into droplets of water, and then seep into the cracks in the floor to escape.

Unexpectedly, Ji Rong got out of bed, squatted down next to it, and pulled it out bit by bit...

The one outside the door was also dragged in by Ji Rong.

In the dimly lit small bedroom, Ji Rong sat on the bed leisurely.

And those three shadows shrank tremblingly at the corner of the wall.

Ji Rong looked at them, and after yawning, he said lazily, "Tell me, who is the mastermind?"

(End of this chapter)