"Hey, there is actually a fruit photo on your phone?"

Liu Yingnan said in surprise that Hong Xia was indeed fooled. She suddenly appeared from the quilt and stretched out her hand to grab it, but she did not dare to move a lot to prevent the quilt from falling. She blushed and shouted: "Don't look at my things with your dirty thoughts. That's not a fruit photo, it was just taken after taking a shower..."

"Yes, it's not a fruit photo, it was taken when I was taking a shower and not put on my clothes." Liu Yingnan was speechless, but he didn't expect that it was a nonsense, but there was a fruit photo. This is a woman, no one who doesn't like beauty, especially when she was young, women regard appreciation for themselves as a kind of enjoyment.

When Hong Xia saw him holding his cell phone, she was anxious, angry and ashamed and wanted to rush over to grab it, but her pants were still in his hands. Hong Xia was helpless. She either asked him to see the fruit photos on her phone or let him see the realistic version of the fruit photos. She was a dilemma!

Seeing Hong Xia staring at him fiercely, as if she was trying to fight with him, Liu Yingnan smiled slightly and put her cell phone into her pocket. Not looking at it for the time being does not mean that she won’t look at it later. Now let’s take a look at the photo in the mezzanine of the wallet first.

"When did this take?" Liu Yingnan handed the photo to Hong Xia. Hong Xia took it and looked at it, saying, "This is my senior year internship at the newspaper. I was interviewing a traffic accident. It was a little boy who had just learned to walk and was over two years old. Because his family was not well-supervised, he ran on the road and was hit by a van. The most hateful thing is that the car did not stop. He drove and escaped regardless of the safety of the child. But the most tragic thing is that more than a dozen cars appeared in the back, all of which were weak from the child's weakness.

The body was crushed, I don’t know if they really didn’t see it, or their hearts were dark, blood was cold, human nature was distorted, and there were also those passersby. Many people ignored it, and the cold blood was so scared that it made people frightened. Finally, when a truck came, an old lady in her sixties who collected waste saw the child lying in a pool of blood. She was not sure about the situation of the child at that time, but only knew that the child was in danger, so she rushed over to save the child without hesitation, but she was also hit by the truck…”

Hong Xia said viciously, but tears were flowing in her eyes. Liu Yingnan felt chill all over her body. I don’t know if it was because of pity that child, hating the cold-blooded drivers and passers-by, or praising the kind-hearted old lady who collected waste. Various emotions arose at the same time, and no one could tell whether it should be condemned first, sympathized with or praised, only a deep sense of powerlessness.

"My two classmates reported this incident at that time. This was a picture of the three of us taking in front of the hospital bed of the kind-hearted old woman. After writing this report, I graduated and was assigned to work here." Hong Xia said.

"Huh?" Hong Xia suddenly let out a sound of doubt. She picked up the photo, faced the dim light above her head, looked carefully, and scratched her face in confusion: "Strange, I have been watching this photo for two or three years. There are only three of us and that kind mother-in-law in the photo, but why does one more child appear on it?"

Hum? Liu Yingnan also came over curiously. Sure enough, in the photo, except for the old woman lying on the hospital bed and the three young women around the bed, a little boy's pale face appeared on the outside, behind Hong Xia!

"This..." Liu Yingnan was shocked, rubbed her eyes and said, "Are you sure that there is no such little boy in this photo?"

"Of course!" Hong Xia felt her scalp numb, and her spine was whizzing with a cool breeze. She swallowed hard, saying: "This incident has attracted widespread attention from the society through our reports. The hospital where the old lady was also enthusiastically arranged for her to recuperate her injuries. Moreover, due to treatment, it was necessary to ensure that the ward was sterile. We changed our sterile clothes when we visited us, so it was impossible for ordinary people to enter. And at that time, I clearly remembered that there were only four of us and a nurse who took photos of us..."

The more Hong Xia said, the more she felt her tongue had short hair and scalp, and she couldn't help looking at the photo. Behind her, a little boy seemed to be playing hide-and-seek with someone, and he poked his head out playfully and looked carefully. However, his face was pale and had an innocent smile on his face, but at this moment, his smile looked very strange, and the cracked corners of his mouth seemed to be bigger than before, especially his white teeth, which seemed to be getting longer and sharper little by little.

Hong Xia thought she had read it wrong, so she looked up at Liu Yingnan, and when she looked down at the photo, the little boy's facial features were twisted, and his orifices were bleeding. The window that was clearly closed by Liu Yingnan suddenly opened automatically. A gust of cold wind poured in, and almost blew away the quilt on Hong Xia's body, making her feel like she fell into an ice house, and her whole body was cold. A red lightning flashed across the night sky, illuminating the room a bloody color, and the blood flowing on the child's face in the photo seemed to merge into one. Crack... A shocking thunder sounded, as if it was mixed with the cry of endless unjust souls and the roar of a ghost.

A sudden crisp sound was heard, and the light bulb on the roof of their room suddenly shattered, but the room was not in darkness. Bloody lightning flashed out one after another, and the whole room was covered with blood red. The gust of wind blew, making people unable to open their eyes. Hong Xia was so scared that she hid at the foot of the bed and threw away the photos in her hand. But at the moment the photos fell to the ground, a terrible blood-colored ghost shadow suddenly rose into the air, and the ghost claws were sharply flowing with blood, and rushed towards Hong Xia with a terrifying roar.

"Ah..." Hong Xia screamed in horror and despair, using all her strength, deafening, but the courageous and fearless spirit of the reporter to seek the truth supported her, making her open her eyes and try to find out. However, she only saw a figure that was not tall or strong but somewhat vulgar, blocking her figure. The reason why she could see vulgarity was because he was scratching his butt.

And just the key point is that Hong Xia suddenly saw that his hand was scratching his butt suddenly raised, and there was a seven-foot-long pale mourning stick on the left and right, a chain that was dragged on the ground ten feet long and rustled on the ground, and the one holding the soul-catching pipa lock, which was the iconic weapon of black and white impermanence. It was the soul-catching and soul-catching and soul-catching and invincible ghosts were scared to death.

But Hong Xia wondered, where did he take these two things out?

It was a long time to say that, and that terrible blood-colored ghost shadow stretched out its ghost claws and rushed down like a hungry tiger pounced on food. The lightning and thunder were roaring outside the window, with a powerful momentum and a pungent smell of blood. Liu Yingnan greeted him like a ghost king without fear...
Chapter completed!