The Red Dead Lolita

Amber enjoys the feeling of getting along with Ashley on an equal footing, because once lost, it is very precious to find it again.

So she mustered up the courage to observe the woman on the ceiling.

The skin was dry and black like a dead bat.

The eye sockets are sunken, and there are two bright black beads embedded in the depths.

The four to five meter long black hair wrapped around the thin and withered cheeks, smoky upwards, clinging to the ceiling, as if growing out of the wall.

This... this is a ghost!

"Hit, disturb..."

Amber, teeth chattering, retreated into the room, closing the door, heart pounding.

After a while, I peeked around, only to find that the female ghost had disappeared, and the corridor was empty.

It was even more terrifying when the female ghost was out of sight.

As soon as he went out, he felt a burst of cold air over his ankles, and his skin felt like pinprick pain.

Amber gritted her teeth and thought, I'm Ashley's girlfriend, not a toy, I can't go to her with a little trouble, and the perfect tree frog enhancement plus metal life can't let me go to the bathroom , that... that's too trash...

Closing the door behind his backhand like he was sinking a boat, he paid attention to the movement nearby, and walked towards the toilet step by step.

The floor creaked harshly underfoot, like playing a broken violin.

The candle light from a high place was less than two or three meters away, and the distance was shrouded in darkness.

The darkness is not quiet, but swirls and swirls like a tide, making a hissing sound...

hissing...

Amber shuddered, feeling something was wrong, and suddenly saw jet-black strands of hair protruding from the darkness!

It's that witch!

The voice is hair!

Little Loli turned her head and ran away in fright. The floor creaked and creaked when she stepped on it. She ran all the way back to the room, closed the door, and gasped for breath.

Ashley glanced at her strangely and asked, "What are you doing?"

"No...it's okay..."

Amber's eyes widened, her ear pressed against the door, and the hissing faded away.

She couldn't understand why the Zhenkins family would have dinner in a haunted house. Is it some kind of bad taste?

Also, why didn't the female ghost chase after her?

Amber suddenly realized something, and thought angrily, she knew to bully me, why didn't you dare to enter the room where Ashley was?Could it be that ghosts are afraid of evil people?

Oops, the feeling of bloating in the lower abdomen is getting worse and worse, and I can't solve it in the room... I will definitely be laughed at by Ashley, and maybe I will be stared at, too embarrassed to pee.

Going to the toilet again, this time she ran back as soon as she heard the hissing sound, pulled back and forth a few times, and gradually became less afraid.

However, the female ghost guarded there like an earth-bound spirit, unable to pass.

It seems that there is only one way to go around from the first floor to the other side of the second floor.

Amber walked up the stairs to the first floor. Although she was a little afraid of the wheelchair monster, she was more willing to face the living than the female ghost.

Ping!

A loud bang!

When she passed the floor-to-ceiling mirror at the end of the corridor, it was covered with thick dust, and the dull glass suddenly shattered!

Amber's scalp was numb with fright, and she turned her head to look, only to see a little girl with disheveled hair reflected in the shattered mirror, holding a piece of broken glass in her hand, dripping blood dripping down her fingertips, and slowly raised her eyes. At first, stare at her with hatred eyes!

"I'm not the murderer who killed you! Don't look at me like that!"

Amber turned her head hastily, but there was nothing behind her, and when she turned around again, the girl in the mirror also disappeared.

"Scary... Where did you find these atmosphere groups? I'm scared to death. If you do it a few more times, maybe you can solve it without going to the toilet."

Amber grunted to embolden herself, crossed the hallway, and glanced at the wheelchair geek as he passed the stall.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning flashed across the window, and the bright white light illuminated the meat potted plants on the shelf extremely clearly, and the meat pieces, like broken biological organs, wriggled crazily!

The weirdo in the wheelchair also waved his tiny limbs and screamed, the whole scene made the scalp go numb!

Amber trembled all over, struggling to resist the swell feeling that her lower abdomen was about to loosen, and walked upstairs quickly. Consistent with her guess, the long-haired female ghost was not here.

Finally, she came to the door of the toilet and listened carefully, but she didn't hear the hissing sound for a long time, so she walked in boldly.

The toilet has a row of shopping mall-style compartments, with a curtained bath and sink next to it.

Amber glanced at herself in the mirror of the sink out of the corner of her eye, and walked slowly to the innermost compartment.

Go in and close the door, loosen the white cotton underwear nervously, and scan back and forth with bright eyes while releasing.

pop, pop, pop...

Suddenly, footsteps came from the door, and the sound entered my ears.

Then, she saw wiggling mist spreading from under the baffle, the temperature suddenly dropped by [-] to [-] degrees, her skin was numb and tingling, and she trembled and exhaled white air.

Amber suppressed the trembling in her voice, and asked, "Who...who?!"

Boom!

With a loud noise, a severely corroded saber pierced into the door of the compartment!

The point of the knife almost stuck in her face!

Eh!How come it's like paper!

Amber hurriedly picked up her panties, and did not forget to straighten her skirt. This is a new skirt given to her by Ashley, so it must not get dirty.

"Bull me for not wearing pants, huh? You bastard! Now I'm done!"

Unable to retreat, Amber mustered up her courage and kicked open the toilet door, only to see a strange jazz standing opposite.

The knight has a burly body, wearing a luxurious silk vest and king leather boots, holding the body of a baby stabbed to death by a black snake-shaped dagger in one hand, and a saber in the other.

Seeing that the person in the toilet was Amber, he turned and left.

"I remembered...Audret...you are Audret...the owner of the mansion!" Amber recalled the portrait in the corridor, the two were exactly the same, her eyes puffed up, and she said in surprise.

Jazz, whose figure was about to disappear at the door, stopped when he heard the words, turned his head, and glanced at her with the dead gray eyes embedded in his rotten and swollen face.

Amber opened her mouth and was about to ask something, but Jazz disappeared in a flash.

Returning to the room full of doubts, he told Ashley about the strange incident.

"I didn't expect the ghosts of the Brewster family, the original owners of the mansion, to still live in the old building," Amber sighed. "What kind of disaster caused the whole family to die together."

"So, what kind of disaster would cause the whole family to die together without the mansion being destroyed? Including babies and little girls... Only man-made disasters." Ashley said slowly, leaning against the only window in the guest room.

Amber thought for a while, her face turned pale, and she asked:

"You, you?"

"Cruelly murdered the family of the original owner of the mansion, even the infants in their infancy, and made the family into scary ghosts to add to the atmosphere, which is very in line with what the Zhen Jinsi family did." Ashley said in a flat tone. , there was no expression on his face.

Suddenly, a strong emotion rushed into my heart. Amber's eyes were flushed, her nose was sore, and she suppressed the churning emotions in her chest, saying:

"It's so pitiful...this family...they have done nothing wrong...yet they have to be treated like this..."

"Boring..." Ashley drooped his eyelids, "Compassion is a burden and a waste of human spirit."

Thank you for the golden treasure box of [Rendai No Usami]

Although I know that the reward is out of my love for the work, this treasure box still makes me fearful.

I was busy entertaining relatives in the afternoon, so I'm sorry I didn't thank you immediately.

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Chapter 210 Eight: Family Dinner

"Seeing your family's behavior, I suddenly feel that you are not so bad." Amber stared at Ashley intently, and vaguely understood her. Growing up in this environment was only slightly affected, which can be said to be very amazing.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo."

Ashley pretended to be sobbing, and cried out with an aggrieved look:

"The white sand is in nirvana, and it is black with it. Just resisting the subtle influence of my original family environment on me, I am already exhausted. I resisted to the last moment, but it still unstoppably deteriorated. Such a me, you will Is it tolerant?"

A sense of emotion surged in Amber's heart. She walked over and hugged her gently, put her little head in her arms, and comforted her, "Yes... yes..."

"Then...then sometimes I do some excessive things to you uncontrollably, can I be forgiven?" Ashley was like a little snake that used sympathy to sneak into the arms of the farmer, in Amber's arms Slightly twisted and whimpered.

Amber's heart trembled, but she didn't realize that this was a trap, so she agreed casually:

"Yes... Yes... If you can become better in the end... What is the unforgivable mistake you made before?"

hehehe...

Ashley snickered with a tricky trick.

For your sins...

Full of desire...full of evil thoughts...

"what!"

Amber let out a small exclamation, and Ashley wrapped her legs around her and gently hugged her. Her two tender calves were tense in surprise, and one of her shoes fell off, revealing her petite snowy feet.

Ashley trotted all the way, making the floorboards creak. He threw Amber onto the bedding at a distance of two or three meters, and then threw himself over.

"No matter what you do, you will be forgiven...Miss Amber is such a good person..."

Panting heavily, she fiddled with her little hands, peeling off her white and tender body hidden in the layered and soft clothes. The pink and fat flesh was steaming in the cold air, and she couldn't help shivering.

"You... what are you going to do?!" Amber asked in panic.

"If I don't make mistakes...how can I be forgiven...using Miss Amber's body...well...help me walk on the right path...this is a necessary process..."

"Eh? Eh?" Amber showed pitiful little eyes, and she was dumbfounded.

"It's all that's missing... It's all that's missing to change your mind and become a good person..."