ghost attack

Lu Huaisheng got Wei Ning's home address from Huo Qing.

There was no class on Saturday, so he drove to Wei Ning's house.

Wei Ning lives in the outskirts of the city, halfway up a mountain.

The car gradually moved away from the hustle and bustle of the city, the surrounding lush trees blocked the scorching sun in the sky, and there was an inexplicable coldness in the air.

Turning around the mountain a few times, Lu Huaisheng saw a few magnificently decorated villas at the foot of the mountain, but as the car drove up, he found that there were fewer and fewer villas on the mountain, almost halfway across the mountain. Saw the existence of a villa.

With the disappearance of the last villa, Lu Huaisheng drove for another half an hour, and finally arrived at Wei Ning's house.

This is a completely independent small villa. Compared with the gorgeously decorated villas at the foot of the mountain, this villa looks quite shabby.

There is no trace of human habitation nearby. Not far from the villa, there is a huge old pagoda tree with lush branches and leaves, tens of meters high.I don't know how many years I have lived, the huge trunk and dense branches and leaves completely block the sunlight from the sky, and not a single beam of light can fall.

Lu Huaisheng felt a little weird. Logically speaking, in the deep mountains, where there are so many trees, even if no one lives there, the sound of insects and birds is absolutely indispensable.

But here, there is no sound, it seems that even the wind has stopped, only a suffocating silence.

Lu Huaisheng pursed his lips, looking at the big ancient tree in front of him, he couldn't help but think of a saying that the old man used to say when he was a child - the locust tree beckons ghosts.

There's something eerie about this place.

There are two fence gates outside the villa, which seem to have not been pruned for a long time, and the wisteria by the wall began to climb to the fence and take the site as their own.

But the strange thing is that all the flowers on the wisteria withered, fell to the ground, and rotted into a ball.Dark yellow branches cling to the fence arrogantly, like long snakes with venomous fangs perched here.

The fence was not locked, so Lu Huaisheng easily pushed it aside and walked in.

The door of the villa was also not closed, as if knowing that a guest would come today, the owner of the villa specially left a finger-width gap for him.

Looking in through the gap, the house was pitch black and lifeless.

Lu Huaisheng was a little nervous, not because of fear, but because he was in a strange place, a physiological signal automatically sent out from the depths of his heart.

Out of politeness, he knocked on the door, but there was no response from inside.

It seems that no one should be in this villa.

Lu Huaisheng's eyes moved, and he wanted to leave.

At this time, the door of the villa was suddenly opened by a wind blowing from nowhere, and there was a crisp creaking sound.

Lu Huaisheng's body that was about to leave couldn't help but frown slightly as if thinking of something.

It seemed that someone didn't want him to go.

His heart sank, as if he had made a decision, he walked into the room resolutely.

The door behind him was suddenly closed by an unknown external force, the sunlight outside the door was cut off immediately, and the room was pitch black.

All the curtains in the room were drawn, Lu Huaisheng blinked, and it took half a minute to get used to the sudden darkness.

Suddenly there was a icy breath spraying on his stamina, his tone was full of joy, and his voice was sticky: "Teacher, you are here..."

Lu Huaisheng's body trembled, and he felt his throat a little astringent.

He said with difficulty: "Is that you?...Wei Ning."

The body was hugged into a cold embrace, and the strength wished to integrate him into his body.

"Teacher, it's me."

Lu Huaisheng was suddenly pushed down to the ground by a strong force, and someone was pressing on his body, imprisoning him tightly, but he couldn't see the figure clearly.

There was a thick layer of blankets on the ground, and there was no pain when it fell.

"Teacher...teacher...teacher..."

Lu Huaisheng was lying on the ground unable to move, and beside his ears was the boy's sick and crazy voice.

Paranoid is frightening.

"Teacher, I knew you would come...I knew you would come to see me..."

The boy whispered in his ear, with a furry head resting on his neck.

Wei Ning showed up.

Lu Huaisheng smiled wryly, how dare he not come, when he saw him in the office that day, he clearly saw the child talking to him, he said: Teacher, I will wait for you...

Wei Ning jumped off the building and died, so he is now a ghost.

When he was a child, he lived with his elderly grandmother in his hometown in the country for a period of time. The old people in the country have always believed in ghosts and gods, so under her subtle influence, he was shocked and a little unbelievable about things like ghosts and ghosts at first. , it is gradually acceptable now.

He didn't know if Wei Ning's personality had changed when he turned into a ghost. At that time, his killing intent towards Huo Qing was truly terrifying. Maybe Huo Qing stopped him from going to his house, which made Wei Ning angry.

In order to appease the child's anger, he still asked Huo Qing for the address of Wei Ning's house and drove over.

"Wei Ning." Lu Huaisheng patted his head, and his palm was suddenly icy cold.

He called him softly, his tone was gentle, and he didn't show any fear of such a thing suddenly appearing after his death.

"Wake up okay?"

Wei Ning's body froze, and then the hands holding Lu Huaisheng increased a little more strength, his voice was crazy and persistent: "No, I don't want it, the teacher will leave! You will leave me—"

As if being stimulated, Wei Ning instantly became frantic.

His voice was sharp, and the hands around his neck tightened tightly, as if the man under him would suddenly disappear and leave.

Lu Huaisheng was a little out of breath from being strangled by him.

As if sensing his anger, Lu Huaisheng heard the sound of glass shattering in the room, and Wei Ning's emotions directly caused the destruction of the furniture in the room.

Wei Ning is extremely sensitive now.

Lu Huaisheng hurriedly comforted him, and he stroked the boy's black hair: "Teacher, don't leave, calm down, Aning..."

Wei Ning whimpered like a wounded beast: "Teacher, please don't leave me, I will be very obedient. Teacher..."

Lu Huaisheng could feel the uneasiness and fear in his heart, mixed with frightening madness and stubbornness.

"Teacher..." Wei Ning buried himself in his arms, obsessively calling the man under him.

In a corner where no one could see, his face was twisted to a ferocious face, and his dark eyes flashed bloodthirsty scarlet in the darkness.

——No one...no one can take the teacher away from me.

There was a strange moistness on the side of the body, Lu Huaisheng thought it was the tears left by Wei Ning at first, after all, the child was a crying bag before he was alive, and would cry at every turn.

But with a sticky lick and a stinging bite, a cold feeling enveloped him instantly.

Lu Huaisheng was startled, the child was kissing him!