Haunted by Evil Spirits
As Qiu Changtian pressed the delete button, the last photo appeared in front of him.
This was the first photo taken. It was a long-distance shot. He and Qian Xun were standing together, and the dense crowd formed a circle around them.
Qian Xun's expression was a little shy. He looked like he was looking at the camera, but he was actually looking at Qiu Changtian. Qian Xun was a head lower than Qiu Changtian. In contrast to Qiu Changtian's cold expression, Qian Xun looked petite and cute.
However, Qiu Changtian wasn't looking at her, he was looking at himself.
His heart was filled with resentment. He was so cold that he was a little unreasonable. The person standing beside him subconsciously took a few steps back.
A woman stood behind him, wrapping her arms around his neck.
It was a woman who was more than two meters tall. She wore a white hat and a white dress. She looked at the camera.
It was as if she knew that Qiu Changtian would delete the photo. She stared at the camera, as if she was looking at Qiu Changtian from the photo. It made people feel uncomfortable. The corners of her lips curled into a smile, as if she was saying the word "love".
In urban legends-
Eight Feet Lord!
When he was young, Qiu Zhangtian had stayed at his grandfather's house for a period of time. It was also during that period that the eight-foot-tall man pestered him.
Forever and ever.
In Qiu Changtian's memory, it was a dark dusk, like the end of the world. He sat at the entrance and saw a hat that was taller than the wall.
It was a huge white hat.
The wall was two meters tall.
Along with it was the sound of popping. Then…a huge head leaned against the wall and looked at Qiu Zhangtian…
She stared straight at him without hiding anything.
He felt uncomfortable being stared at, so he told his grandfather about it. However, when his grandfather found out, his expression changed drastically. He told him with a dark expression that he could not leave the house. Then, he went to the living room and made a mysterious phone call while trembling.
It was a terrifying night.
A sorceress came to his house with a dark look on her face, put him in a room covered with talismans, and warned him-he could never forget the strange voice-
"No one will talk to you tonight, so don't leave this house.”
Then, she stuffed a talisman into his hand.
The talisman gave off an ominous aura. The young Qiu Changtian was terrified and spent an unforgettable night there. This was the first supernatural event he had encountered that transcended the normal world, and it was also the beginning of his fearlessness.
He went to sleep with a perturbed mood. In his dream, he encountered all the ghosts he had heard of and was woken up at one in the morning.
There was a knock on the window and Grandpa's words.
"If you can't stand it, come out and sleep with Grandpa.”
Qiu Changtian didn't believe it, he just sat in the middle of the room. Then, there was a sudden popping sound outside the window.
Until dawn.
The alarm rang at seven in the morning. Qiu Zhangtian pushed the door open and walked out. There were a bunch of relatives sitting outside. They found a nine-seater van and let Qiu Zhangtian sit in the middle, sending him back to the city.
On the way back, they didn't let Qiu Changtian open his eyes, but he still heard the sound of " pop…"
Then, he stole a glance out of the window. The woman in the white dress followed closely behind the van. She bent over as if she was looking for something.
And then…
Qiu Changtian returned to the city. A few years later, his father wanted to return to the city at night because of an argument with his grandfather, but…he got into a car accident.
When he took another photo, Qiu Changtian noticed the eight-foot-tall man who was tightly clinging onto him.
Her father's death had broken the barrier, allowing Bachi Daren to escape from the place where she was sealed.
The Eight-Foot Lady was useless to adults, so Qiu Changtian always thought that he would get rid of her when he grew up, but he didn't…The Eight-Foot Lady would probably haunt him for the rest of his life.
Sometimes, Qiu Changtian couldn't tell if he was from this world or that world. Because the two worlds were entangled together, it was like two worlds colliding with each other. In the end, they were broken and entangled in a dream. It was blurry and dreamy.
Qiu Changtian pressed the delete button. He seemed to see the eight-foot man smiling.
He looked behind him and saw that there was only Qian Xun. Then, he smiled and returned the camera to the girl.
"Eh? Changtian?" The familiar voice sounded surprised and hesitant.
Then, Yukihama and a boy squeezed through the crowd.
"Old Hai Ming, why are you running so fast?”the boy said, panting.
Old Hai stood up and took the camera silently.
The boy saw that Old Hai Ming was being bullied and his face turned ugly. He walked up to Qiu Changtian and asked angrily,""What did you do!"
Yubihama quickly stood in front of the two of them and stuttered,"That, that, there might be a misunderstanding. Don't be rash…"
Old Hai took the camera and glanced at it. He realized that his collection had not disappeared. He blushed and said,"Ministry of Revenue, it's my fault…"
Then, she bowed to Qiu Changtian.
"I'm sorry…"
Qiu Changtian waved his hand and said,"Just be more careful next time."”
You Bibing looked at Old Hai Ming, then at Qiu Changtian and the Ministry of Revenue. He fell into deep thought.
……
There might be five chapters today, 4,000 V yesterday, 5,000 V today, or six chapters. I think the flowers are about to break 2,000.
This book comes from：m.funovel.com。