The footsteps got closer and closer, and finally stopped at the chuang. Xiao Li was afraid, his body trembled like chaff, even if he knew in his heart that he had to be calm now, he still couldn't control the trembling of his body.

She's coming, she's coming!

Xiao Li didn't dare to move, closed his eyes and pretended that he was still asleep, but his ears were already pricked up, listening to the movements around him. After two minutes of silence, Xiao Li heard the sound of squirming and dressing, and then the footsteps sounded again, but they went in the direction of the kitchen. Immediately afterwards, the sound of washing vegetables and cutting vegetables kept coming, and it should be Wang Guodan who began to prepare breakfast for him.

Thinking of a ghost cooking for himself every day, Xiao Li really didn't know whether the things he ate were rice or not. In novels and movies, there are many ghosts who use stones, insects and other things to turn into food to tempt people to eat, and there are even ghosts who use dead children to cook!

Xiao Li didn't know where this skin ghost came from, but he knew one thing very well, this skin ghost was definitely going to kill him.

Xiao Li was terrified, but he didn't dare to move, he didn't know if the painted skin ghost would suddenly rush over and eat him. But after thinking about it, this painter still didn't know that he had discovered her secret, so it was better for him to sneak out while she didn't know it now, and he could have escaped.

Thinking like this, Xiao Li was not so scared, but turned fear into nervousness. He lifted the quilt and got out of the chuang, tiptoed to the door, and when he passed by the kitchen, he deliberately glanced inside, and saw Wang Guodan pouring the rice into the rice cooker with his back to him, and didn't notice the movement on his side, and couldn't help but secretly say "God help me".

Xiao Li didn't hesitate anymore, rushed to the gate with an arrow, didn't even bother to wear shoes, twisted open the gate and rushed out. The sound made when the door was pushed open startled Xiao Li, and he hurriedly pulled out his legs and ran downstairs. He didn't dare to look back at Wang Guodan's reaction. I didn't dare to take the elevator, for fear that the skin-painting ghost would make some magic power and break the steel cable of the elevator and fall him to death. The only way out for him was the staircase to escape.

Running all the way down, Xiao Li didn't dare to stop at all, let alone look back, for fear that when he turned around, he would see Wang Guodan's bloody face behind him. When he left, he made such a big movement, it was impossible not to alarm Wang Guodan. I'm afraid she's already catching up by now.

I don't know how long I ran for a long time. Xiao Li only felt that his legs were getting heavier and heavier, his head was getting more and more dizzy, and the blood in his body seemed to be boiling, and it was like gasoline on fire, so hot that he couldn't breathe. Holding on to the handrail of the staircase, he gradually stopped, standing in place desperately panting, unable to run anymore.

No, he's going to die!

After a while. Xiao Li's mind was a little clearer, and he pretended to be bold to look back, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that Wang Guodan hadn't followed. But then. He found a much stricter problem.

How long did he run this staircase?

Although Xiao Li's family is also a high-rise and lives on the eighteenth floor, he used to be in the elevator maintenance. I have also climbed stairs. I won't talk about the effort of going upstairs, but it doesn't take much effort to go downstairs, and I can get downstairs soon. But today. He ran down like crazy for so long that he didn't even see an exit.

What's going on!

Xiao Li's body couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat again, and an ominous premonition rose in his heart. He cautiously walked down the half of the stairs, and when he looked up and saw the house number on this floor, he only had a "buzz" in his head, and he almost fainted in front of him.

The number on the door number showed that he was still on the eighteenth floor, at his doorstep!

The ghost hits the wall!

In Xiao Li's mind, this familiar term suddenly appeared. He's been running for so long, and he's been just going around in front of his house all the time.

After relieving himself for a while, Xiao Li couldn't help but be glad that this was just a ghost hitting the wall. He had seen several ghost stories about a staircase that could not be run on, but the staircase led to hell, and if he went on, he would surely die!

Thinking of this, Xiao Li immediately took off his pants and aimed at the door of his house. It's a pity that I just went to the toilet not long ago, and the inventory is too small at this time, and I worked hard for a long time to hold my face red, and I only peed a little.

With that, it should be enough!

It couldn't be closed so much, Xiao Li put on his pants, took a deep breath, and continued to run downstairs. Only this time, he kept counting in his heart how many floors he had run down, and when he had reached the position where it should be one and a half floors, he stopped, took a deep breath and prepared, and then rushed down.

However, it turns out that Xiao Li's method of using urine to crack the ghost wall has long been backward, and it is useless to use urine for the obstacle in front of him. He looked at the location where it should have been the exit, and the door of his house suddenly appeared, and his whole body was about to collapse.

After running for a long time, he actually ran back again!

Holding his head and squatting on the ground, Xiao Li vigorously recalled the ghost stories and supernatural novels he had read, trying to find some ways to escape. He doesn't want to be the all-powerful protagonist, but at least he wants to be a lucky survivor!

Before he could come up with a solution, the closed door suddenly "clicked" open. At this moment, the first thought that popped up in Xiao Li's mind turned out to be whether he closed the door when he ran out!

Whether he closed the door at that time or not, the door is definitely going to open now.

The door opened, and Xiao Li saw Wang Guodan appear in front of him with a smile: "Brother Li, what are you doing at the door? The meal is ready, come in and eat!" As he spoke, he reached over and pulled Xiao Li into the house.

was pulled by Wang Guodan, Xiao Li only felt as if he had become a puppet pulling the strings, and involuntarily walked back to the house and was pulled into the kitchen. At this time, Wang Guodan had already made breakfast, pushed Xiao Li to sit down, and then lifted the bowl covering the plate.

Suddenly, a strong strange smell poured into Xiao Li's nostrils. Xiao Li looked at it, only to feel his stomach churning, and turned around and retched.

In that plate, where is the food that people eat, it is clearly poisonous insects and rotten pieces of meat full of maggots! There is even a plate of bloody human eyes, whirling and dripping! (To be continued......