Chapter 35: You smell like you've been scorched

"Game time is up." Xiao Wan tilted her head and said happily.

Tang Meili stood to the side with a look of horror. Xu Jiajia actually sleepwalks?

How come I've never heard that she has this problem.

She spoke tentatively, although she didn't understand why Xu Jiajia, who was sleepwalking, would be here playing games with Xiao Wan: "Xiao Wan, what game time is up? It's the middle of the night, go to sleep quickly, be a good girl, you know."

Xiao Wan shook her head: "Auntie Meili, come join us, don't be like a shivering little kitten."

Tang Meili was completely stunned.

She knew Lin Xiaowan had some neurological problems, but she didn't expect it to be this serious.

Not sleeping in the middle of the night and playing with Wooden Blocks Ghost here, and she couldn't understand a single word she said; it was truly hair-raising.

Just as she was pondering what to do, she suddenly caught a glimpse of the moonlight beside her, the moonlight spilling onto the balcony.

It stretched their shadows very long.

But!

There was actually an extra shadow.

There was an extra invisible shadow, an object in the shape of a person made of blocks, sitting right beside Xiao Wan.

Xiao Wan, Little Bear, Xu Jiajia, plus this shadow, the four of them sat around playing with Wooden Blocks Ghost.

She was scared to death, covering her mouth with one hand, retreating step by step.

This... this shadow? Suddenly, she seemed to recall everything that happened today, including what Xu Jiajia said.

Those words spoken in unison.

"Lin Qing is dead."

"Xiao Wan says her mommy has always been by her side."

The more she thought, the more afraid she became. Could this black shadow be Xiao Wan's mommy, Lin Qing? Could there really be ghosts in this world?

Could everything Xu Jiajia encountered before be true? Those weren't problems with her brain, but that there really were ghosts in this world! Also, the grid person and the red little bear mentioned by the driver today.

She saw the grid person... the red little bear...

If that were really the case, then this little bear...

She looked with incomparable horror at Little Bear Zhang Yi, who was sitting motionless beside Xiao Wan.

However, the next second, all her worries turned into reality.

Little Bear sat where he was, turned his head slowly, and smiled at Tang Meili.

Tang Meili's inner defenses collapsed instantly like a breached dam, and she slumped to the ground, her shoulders trembling slightly.

Little Bear made another move.

He walked toward Tang Meili with his short legs, step by step.

When the toy stepped on the ground, one could even hear a "creak-creak" sound.

The moonlight shone in from Zhang Yi's back, and the originally short stature appeared exceptionally massive at this moment, so massive that it was as if a giant mouth of the abyss was about to swallow Tang Meili.

Zhang Yi stared coldly at this woman, an ordinary woman; it didn't matter whether she was killed or not.

Her bit of Fear Value wasn't worth mentioning at all.

However, she was, after all, Xiao Wan's aunt, one of the few people left willing to help Xiao Wan.

Zhang Yi raised his chubby right hand and placed it in the middle of his mouth: "Shh—"

Afterward, he pulled her hand and came to the Wooden Blocks Ghost together, sitting down.

During this time, Tang Meili didn't dare to struggle or resist at all, honestly being pulled to sit beside Xu Jiajia, leaning tightly against Lin Qing.

She felt her breathing trembling. Although Xu Jiajia had her eyes open, her gaze was hollow, as if she had lost her soul.

At this time, she looked at the Wooden Blocks Ghost on the ground.

She was shocked again.

Is this the Wooden Blocks Ghost I bought for her today? Not at all.

This is... this is a group of shrunken people, and their faces even retained the fear before death.

Even... she saw Many.

She was so scared she covered her mouth, sobbing softly, closing her eyes tightly, not daring to look directly at all of this.

Xiao Wan reached out her hand, pulling Little Bear with her left hand and Tang Meili with her right: "Auntie Meili, game time has started. Don't be afraid, you know. Little Bear and Mommy won't hurt you. Come play with us. 'Maybe the moon won't blink, the stars won't talk, making you feel lonely—'"

Xiao Wan hummed the childhood rhyme, Xu Jiajia followed along numbly, and Tang Meili was shivering.

She had never thought that one day she would really run into a ghost.

And Xiao Wan... could Xiao Wan also be a ghost?

No... Xiao Wan isn't a ghost; she's just being protected in the middle by a group of ghosts.

"Auntie Meili, you have to join us, otherwise Mommy and Little Bear will be angry, and the consequences will be very serious!"

Tang Meili was startled, and with a clumsy and trembling voice, she hummed along with them softly.

Late night, past two o'clock.

Several people sat around together, holding hands, shaking their heads, and singing the eerie childhood rhyme.

The originally cheerful childhood rhyme suddenly changed its tune starting from Little Bear.

Little Bear didn't open his mouth, but the childhood rhyme came from his head: "One, two, three little friends, holding hands together to play with snowballs."

"Ding-dong, I have a secret, ding-dong, someone is ringing the doorbell."

"Who is outside, treating pranks as a game—"

She doesn't know how; who would listen to this kind of terrifying childhood rhyme for no reason.

She held back her tears, almost scared to the point of crying.

Xiao Wan suddenly took over the childhood rhyme from Little Bear and continued singing.

Crack—

A sound of a door opening came, and Tang Meili was startled, her pupils full of surprise.

At this hour, who is opening her door?

And I've never given the key to anyone else!

Xiao Wan turned her head and smiled: "Hehehe, they've come to attend Little Bear's party!"

Outside the door.

Five men were prepared to enter, but didn't notice that when they just came out of the elevator, a seagull appeared on the clothes of the person wearing the blue short-sleeved shirt.

Painting Ghost Rule: Do not appear in her vicinity wearing colored clothes; she can bring you into the painting, and she can bring the painting into reality.

The scarred man's skin began to change, layer upon layer becoming very strange, like fish scales, disgusting.

He stood in the middle, while the short man stood at the end. At this time, he took off his gloves, squinting his eyes and standing at the back: "Be careful, you can't stretch your limbs in this kind of place."

Scarred man nodded: "It's fine, a primary-level Ghost, the two of us should be able to resolve it easily if we act together."

"Open the door."

As the voice fell, a lackey took out a key and turned it gently, opening the room door very easily.

But almost the moment the door opened.

A crisp, ethereal childhood rhyme sound came out.

All five people were stunned, and then the two thugs in the lead walked straight in like greenhorns; after all, in their world, besides lead bullets, there didn't seem to be anything to be afraid of.

As a result, once they entered.

They saw several people sitting on the balcony near the living room, sitting on the ground holding hands and singing the childhood rhyme.

Wooden Blocks Ghost was also placed in the middle.

This scene startled even the two tough guys: "What the hell is this? Not sleeping in the middle of the night, playing games here?"

"Hehe, big brothers are here to play with you."

Saying that, the two had already walked up.

Pfft—

Just after walking two steps, a crisp sound suddenly came from under their feet.

One of them looked down, an eyeball...

Immediately afterward, he looked up sharply and saw the little girl in front tilting her head and smiling: "You smell like you've been scorched, hahaha."

Click, click, click.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 36 =====