Supernatural Live: Please Stop Talking

"There is already a burst of cold sweat on the forehead."

"He has a fever!"

"Xiao Zhou's body is like a furnace, the body temperature is frighteningly high!"

"He snapped his eyes open and tried to stay awake."

"But……"

"No matter how hard he tried, his body still couldn't move."

"Da da da~"

"The sound of marbles is still ringing in my ears."

"Xiao Zhou's mood is extremely nervous."

"He knows that he has encountered the legendary ghost press!"

"Thinking of this, Xiao Zhou's legs collapsed straight, he clenched his teeth, and exerted a sudden force."

"A soreness suddenly spread throughout his body."

"call!"

"Finally, he regained control of his body."

"Xiao Zhou rolled over and got up from the bed."

"Just as he was about to get out of bed, he suddenly recalled what the old woman at the door had said to him."

"At night... no matter what sounds you hear, don't get out of bed and cover yourself with the quilt."

"Xiao Zhou's mood is mixed. It's very complicated."

"He really doesn't dare to get out of bed now!"

"All of this is too weird."

"Da da da~"

"However, the sound of glass beads is still ringing."

"This piercing noise brought his spirit to the brink of collapse."

"In the end, Xiao Zhou was cruel and turned over and got out of bed, then got dressed, opened the door, and ran upstairs."

"He's still holding on to a little bit of luck..."

"Maybe there are people living upstairs, and this family really has a child who likes to play marbles in the middle of the night!"

"As long as this can be confirmed, then Xiao Zhou will not have to worry all day long."

"otherwise……"

"If this continues, he feels that he will go crazy sooner or later!"

"Come to the fourth floor."

"In the dim corridor, the only sound is Xiao Zhou's footsteps."

"He could even hear his own faint breathing very clearly."

"The door."

"Xiao Zhou's hand was raised in the air, and the whole person just stood there like this."

"Taking a deep breath, he still chose to knock on the door."

"dong dong dong~"

"The knock on the door echoed in the silent corridor."

"Nearly two minutes have passed."

"There was no sound in the room."

"Xiao Zhou doesn't want to just give up and knock on the rusty iron door again."

"Still no one opened the door."

"Xiao Zhou's mood began to become irritable."

"He was cursing: Idiot! Open the door for me! Damn it, you don't sleep in the middle of the night and play marbles every day. Are you sick! There are bastards born by mothers but not raised by fathers! Open the door if you have the ability!"

"Xiao Zhou can't take care of much now."

"Even if there is a ghost in the room, he can't control it anymore."

"Crack."

"At this moment."

"There is a sound of opening the door."

"Xiao Zhou's heart suddenly shrank."

"However, he soon discovered that it was the door that opened from the opposite side!"