Northern Myanmar, the hell on earth I experienced

After Brother Hao had arranged everything, he took me upstairs.

To be honest, I do feel a little resistant in my heart. You know, although I have tried hard to adjust myself these days, the three mummies on the third floor are still lingering in my mind.

These past few days, every time I washed up, I would just rush downstairs. When I passed the stairs, I would involuntarily speed up my pace, as if I was afraid that the three mummies would suddenly run out.

Of course, I even had another idea, which is whether there might be mummies in other rooms. You know, there are two rooms on the third floor that I haven't checked.

In fact, I also want to find out the truth to verify my guess.

Whether it was the thief's lingering ambitions or curiosity killing the cat, I just wanted to find out the truth.

In order to prevent Brother Hao from noticing that I was the only one who knew the secret of the third floor, I tried hard to pretend that nothing had happened and followed Brother Hao upstairs.

Maybe Brother Hao really hadn't done that kind of thing for several days, so he couldn't wait to have it after washing up.

Although I tried my best to cooperate physically and pretend that nothing had happened, I always felt a little scared when I looked at the ceiling. I felt like someone was listening to me and watching me. I even thought that as soon as I closed my eyes, the three mummies would fall from the ceiling and hit me directly.

Or they crawled out of the coffin like evil spirits, then hung on the ceiling, screaming at me, so I could only try hard to open my eyes.

Because as soon as I closed my eyes, the three mummies immediately appeared in front of me.

Brother Hao looked down at me and gently stroked my face with his hand.

"Before, you had to close your eyes, but now you are so bold."

"Because you are pleasing to the eyes, and you will be blind if you are unbearable."

After I finished speaking, Brother Hao frowned.

"It just needs to be cleaned up."

"Then you clean it up."

"That's what you said."

I tried hard to shift my attention away from the ceiling and onto something else, but I found that it was no use.

After finishing, I took a vitamin tablet and then Brother Hao poured me a glass of water.

"You must be thirsty!"

"kindness."

Actually, I didn’t have the habit of drinking water before going to bed before I came to the park. I developed this habit after I came to the park. Brother Hao told me that drinking some water before going to bed would not keep my throat dry at night. Later, I developed the habit of drinking a glass of water before going to bed. Moreover, I am very familiar with cups and I must use the cup that Brother Hao bought for me.

I don't know why I always feel that the water in that cup is sweet.

"Drink and go to sleep! I'm going to the bathroom."

"it is good!"

After that, Brother Hao turned around and went to the bathroom.

Just as I was about to drink up the water in the cup, I accidentally knocked the cup over when I picked it up. So I had to go downstairs to pour another cup of water that I had made and cooled in the afternoon, then I drank it all in one gulp and went upstairs to lie down.

Since I was still thinking about the mummy on the third floor, I naturally couldn't sleep.

So I could only pull the quilt over my head, hide myself in it, and pray that Brother Hao would come out of the bathroom quickly.

I prayed and said to myself:

"Every wrong has its perpetrator, no matter if you are Keke or anyone else, I didn't turn you into a mummy. I am also a victim, I know nothing. You guys should go find Brother Hao! He is the worst, go find him to take your life, don't look for me, it has nothing to do with me."

I kept mumbling to myself like this until I heard the bathroom door open.

I was about to kick the quilt away when I heard Brother Hao say:

"You fell asleep so soon."

After I heard Brother Hao say this, I suddenly had an evil idea and planned to scare him when he went to bed, so I curled up in the quilt and pretended to be dead.

"A Pia, are you asleep?"

Brother Hao came forward and patted me gently.

I didn't say anything. I planned to wait until he turned off the lights and then dress up as a ghost to scare him.

I want him to have a shadow in his heart about me from now on, especially before going to bed, so that he will be more obedient.

Then I heard Brother Hao picking up the cup on the table.

Then Brother Hao said something very strange again.

"You actually drank it all this time?"

I can't quite figure out what Brother Hao means.

But I’m not in the mood to think about it. I just want to play a good trick on him.

Just waiting for him to turn off the lights and go to bed.

After that, the lights in the room were turned off, and I felt ecstatic inside, as I could finally take revenge on Brother Hao.

But just when I was ready to go, I heard the sound of Brother Hao opening the door, and then Brother Hao walked out. At first I thought I had heard it wrong. After waiting for a moment, I directly lifted the quilt on my body. With the faint light from the window, I looked around the room, and the room was empty.

Where is Brother Hao?

Just leaving me here alone like this, no, I'm scared. If it were in the past, I wouldn't be so pretentious, but now I'm really scared.

I swallowed, got out of bed gently, picked up the phone on the bedside, and whispered:

"Brother Hao, are you there?"

no respond.

Then I shouted again.

"Brother Hao, are you there?"

Still no response.

Seeing this, I turned on my cell phone light, then walked out of the room cautiously, trying to look for Brother Hao. Where was Brother Hao going so late?

After I walked out of the room, I wanted to go downstairs to look for it, but when I reached the stairs, I found that the iron door leading to the third floor was open.

I clearly remember that the door was closed, so was it Brother Hao who opened it?

Brother Hao, what are you doing on the third floor so late?

You know, although I am very afraid of the third floor, I am also very curious about it.

At this moment, I suddenly had a bold idea, that is, to go up and take a look. I held the attitude that I was not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night. I tiptoed up to the third floor. When I reached the end of the three stairs, I heard a faint sound from the third floor, so I turned off the light of my mobile phone and quietly poked my head towards the place where the sound came from.

Then I saw Brother Hao mopping the floor in the corridor on the third floor.

I was a little stunned. Does Brother Hao often come to clean the third floor at night while I am asleep?

No wonder the third floor was so clean even though I couldn’t hold it in for so long.

I was hesitant because I wasn't sleepy at the time, but I was also afraid of being alone, and I was curious, so I decided to see what Brother Hao was going to do. So I decided to wait and see.

While cleaning, Brother Hao looked at his watch from time to time, as if something very important was waiting for him.

After a while, when Brother Hao looked at his watch again, he threw the half-mopped floor aside, then walked quickly towards the study, and turned off the lights in the corridor.