Who is my upstairs

Chapter 16 The Handsome Man in the Cemetery (1)

She once thought about putting this weird clay pot back in its original place, but there was an identical one in Li's ancestral house.

This one is very likely to be the property of Li's ancestral house, maybe it was accidentally lost by Li Shaohuang when he was traveling with the clay pot.

When Yang Xiaofan returned to Li's ancestral house with the pot, it was already seven or eight in the evening.

Ever since encountering those bizarre incidents in the bathroom, Yang Xiaofan stayed away from the bathroom on the first floor and went to the bathroom on the second floor.

Almost every room on the second floor is like a master bedroom, equipped with a balcony and bathroom.

From the balcony, you can see the other side of Li's ancestral house. In the darkness, there are some lights from the lighthouse on the high mountains on the opposite side.

Especially in this rainy day, the light from the opposite lighthouse is even more blurred, giving it an indescribably eerie feeling.

Yang Xiaofan brushed his teeth with a newly bought toothbrush, washed his face with facial cleanser, cleaned himself up, and then turned on hot water to take a bath.

It is very comfortable to take a bath with warm hot water. It washes off the coldness caused by the heavy rain on my body, and my bad mood has improved a lot.There was no female ghost, no blood, no dry hands, everything went very smoothly.

After Yang Xiaofan took a shower, he dried his hair with a hair dryer and went to the bedroom on the second floor.She played with her mobile phone on the bed boringly for a while, and then fell asleep from exhaustion.

At night, Yang Xiaofan had a strange dream.

Yang Xiaofan dreamed that he came to a cemetery, that cemetery was a messy mound, with messy graves everywhere, old and new steles.Some coffins were dug out by tomb robbers, and the gold, silver and jewelry inside were taken away. The tattered coffin boards were thrown all over the ground, mixed with scattered dead bones and rotting corpses.

There are still wild dogs gnawing on dead people's intestines everywhere in the cemetery, Yang Xiaofan was so frightened that he hurried to find a way out, but was blocked by a wild dog with dead people's intestines in his mouth...

The dog eats the intestines of dead people all the year round, and it appears to be extremely strong and agile.Its eyes gleamed blood-red, and its mouth was hung with livid and dead intestines, dripping with rancid liquid.

It roared with its intestines in its mouth like that, and rushed towards her fiercely, Yang Xiaofan turned and ran away screaming in fright.

Fortunately, at this time, the big pendulum clock downstairs sounded the blunt sound of "dong dong dong" again.

Yang Xiaofan woke up from the dream, she sat up from the bed, her forehead was wet, and her clothes were drenched in cold sweat again.I checked the time on my phone, it was twelve past one.

Yang Xiaofan didn't turn on the light until the loud sound from the pendulum clock ended completely.He got up and unscrewed a bottle of mineral water, gulped down a few mouthfuls of water, and Yang Xiaofan gradually calmed down.

The dream just now was too bizarre. She never watched horror movies, and she had no impression or concept of the cemetery, but the scene depicted in the dream just now was so real.

It was still early before dawn, Yang Xiaofan set the alarm clock, turned off the lights, and continued to sleep with the quilt over his head.

Who knew that just after falling asleep, the previous dream came again, but there were many more scenes.

There are many forked paths around Luan Graves, and in the distance are mountains covered in clouds and mist. The wild dogs blocking Yang Xiaofan are gone, and there is only a man sitting on the tombstone playing the flute in the wind.

The sound of the flute is long, like a spring in a dark river, flowing with a cold breath.

He was wearing a tall and straight military uniform, not like a modern military uniform, but a bit like that of the Republic of China. He had several badges on his chest that Yang Xiaofan couldn't understand.

The man lowered his head, staring at the messy tombstones on the ground.

(End of this chapter)