Every world is full of ghosts and monsters begging for hugs

This castle is so old that naturally there are some supernatural stories passed down. For example, many years ago, a missionary died here. He died in a corner of the castle and was not discovered until a long time later. His body had been weathered into bones, and only the sword in his hand was still as shiny as before.

It is said that occasionally, people can hear a "woooo" sound, which is the sound of wind passing through the gaps in the skeletons. Slowly, a skeleton missionary holding a long sword and wearing a black robe will slowly walk out of the darkness, looking for something.

Such a legend is of course just a legend, and Leo is not afraid, but he always has some bad ideas in his mind. He doesn't know how many servants who said bad things about him he had scared in this way before. When he saw those servants either falling down the stairs or shivering on the ground, he would laugh heartily.

How foolish were these people? They were easily manipulated by him.

Baozi Face actually dared to hit him and even bite him. He must teach her a lesson and let her know who is the boss!

Leo was holding a sword that was half his body tall. This was the gift he asked his father for on his fifth birthday. It looked like a sword but was not sharpened. It was his favorite "weapon".

Staring at the closed door, he imagined with pleasure that Bai Yao was now cowering in fear under the quilt.

Her chubby face must have turned pale with fright, and her black hair must have become a mess. She would never again have a complexion as rosy and beautiful as a rose, nor would she have braids as smooth and neat as willow twigs. She might even have become hoarse with fright, and would never again be able to deliberately use her clear and pleasant voice to win the favor of adults.

The masked boy held his sword, his shoulders shaking, and a sinister laugh came from under the mask.

Suddenly, the tightly closed door opened from the inside, and a white ghost rushed out with fangs and claws bared, "Catch the child and eat him!"

Leo was caught off guard and screamed in fright. The sword in his hand fell to the ground. He turned around and ran. After he ran far away, he looked back and saw a white ghost picking up the thing that fell on the ground, looking at it, then picking up the sword and chasing after him while shouting.

Leo also screamed, turned his head and continued running forward.

The lights in the corridor lit up one by one as they chased each other. This gradually coming light was like a road to death paved for him!

The scene now was very funny. The little ghost wearing a skull mask was running forward, and the girl wearing a white lace tablecloth was chasing him with a sword in hand. The two of them always kept a distance from each other. He didn't dare to stop, and she didn't give up chasing him.

Leo is a spoiled young master who lacks exercise on a daily basis. After running quickly for a distance out of fear, he was already panting and walking with short legs. He could hardly breathe under the mask.

He really couldn't run anymore, so after turning a corner, he quickly pushed open the door of an empty room and hid inside.

Leo tried hard to suppress his breathing. He pressed against the door nervously, trying to hear the movement outside. Gradually, footsteps were heard.

At the bottom of the door, the light was blocked by the people outside, and it was completely dark.

Leo's heart almost jumped out of his throat. The pounding heart made him sweat. He didn't dare to move. Even breathing was difficult. Tension and panic came over him, making his body extremely tense.

Terrible, terrifying!

After all, he is just a six-year-old child. He usually takes advantage of his status to bully others. If he really encounters something like a "ghost", he will naturally be afraid.

Leo silently called his father many times in his heart, praying that his father would appear like a god from heaven to save him.

But my father didn't show up. Fortunately, the figure outside the door seemed to wander for a long time, but didn't find the target, and slowly walked away.

Leo slumped down on the ground by the door, raised his hands to cover his chest, trying to calm his beating heart.

A "woooo" sound vaguely appeared in the dim house.

Leo raised his face and looked tremblingly in the direction where the noise came from.

The moonlight was cold and slipped in through the glass window, adding an even more desolate color to the black room, but the window was closed tightly without any gaps, and there were no swaying shadows of trees outside the window. However, the faint "woooo" sound became clearer and clearer, and closer and closer.

The air suddenly turned cold, as if it was a sign of the return of the dead.

Leo looked nervously at the corner where the noise came from. In the darkness, a figure appeared and disappeared.

The black robe fluttered without wind, the bony hand grasped the hilt of the sword, the tip of the sword dragged on the ground, leaving deep marks accompanied by a harsh sound.

The skull was slowly turning, and the cross pendant hanging around its neck was swaying along with it, emitting a cold light in the moonlight. Its empty eye sockets seemed to be scanning every corner, and then it "looked" fixedly in the direction of the door.

Leo's body was tense. In extreme fear, this over-pampered child lost control of his body. He watched helplessly as the missionary in the legend dragged his sword closer and closer to him. The cramped feeling in the air almost stopped his heartbeat.

Suddenly, as the door opened from the outside, Leo's body lost support and fell outward onto the cold floor.

The girl in the pink skirt held the sword in both hands, stood in front of the boy, and said to the figure inside: "Don't run if you can, my dad is coming!"

There was no response in the darkness, it was dead silent, and there were no extra figures.

Bai Yao's shout was just to scare people. While the figure inside had not yet caught up, she bent down, grabbed Leo's arm, and pulled him back.

The two children ran to the stairs and hid in the narrow stairwell.

The lights outside slowly went out, and the cramped space fell into darkness again.

Bai Yao carefully observed the outside through the gap. Seeing no one, she asked in a low voice: "Are you okay?"

Leo hugged his body and muffled his voice, "No, it's okay."

Bai Yao said: "I called my parents, it's so strange, why haven't they brought anyone to find us yet, did they take the wrong road?"

Seeing that she was about to push open the door of the stairwell and go out, Leo hurriedly hugged Bai Yao's arm, "Don't leave me."

Bai Yao turned around to look at him. The screen of her phone watch emitted a faint light. She stared at the skull mask on his face. "Are you crying?"

Leo shook his head desperately, his tone a little anxious, "I'm not crying."

Bai Yao decisively lifted his mask. The blond boy looked pale, and his blue eyes were misty. He quickly covered his face. His sweaty blond hair stuck to his face like a little golden retriever that fell into the water.

A little brat is still a little brat after all.

Bai Yao whispered, "Okay, I know you didn't cry, I'm going to find an adult to help, you stay here and don't move."

When he heard that Bai Yao was about to leave again, Leo leaned forward and hugged her, grabbing her long hair that was hanging down her back. Not wanting her to know that he was scared and crying, he could only press his head tightly against Bai Yao's shoulder, pressing against her head so that she could not turn around to look at him.

The boy tried to use his usual arrogant attitude, but he could barely suppress the trembling in his voice, and said again: "Don't leave me."

Bai Yao pushed his head away and whispered, "Don't grab my hair!"

But he used both his hands and feet to put his strength on her, stubbornly squeezing her into the small corner of the stairwell. He used all his strength, but Bai Yao couldn't push him away.

Suddenly, the door to the stairwell opened and light poured in.

Several adults were standing outside, looking at the two children hugging each other, their expressions varied.

Mr. William looked relieved.

Wen Wan looked at her daughter's clothes that were covered with dust again, and she covered her head and wanted to scream.

Bai Yu gritted his teeth and said, "Leo, what are you doing holding my daughter?"