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    “The leader suddenly said he had to work overtime, so I won’t be back tonight.”

    “Well it’s okay, husband don’t worry about work, I can take care of myself.”

    After putting down the phone Xiao Qin struggled to move to the bed, Xiao Cui in an It company as a coder, usually on time to go home, only today unprecedented to work overtime.

    It was actually quite normal, but the continuous rain had caused her to catch a bit of a cold, and she always wished to have someone by her side when she was not feeling well, so although she said she was fine, her heart was still a bit hard to bear.

    After taking her medication, she turned off the lights and rested early, however, she didn’t realize how many people in the broadcast room she had drawn into a frenzy with the move to turn off the lights.

    “Quick look! What the hell? It’s still nine o’clock, why are the lights off? Is it hard to believe that something big is happening?”

    “I told you, there might be a blood sacrifice ceremony tonight.”

    A whole story has been born about this LoFt in the word of mouth of the netizens.

    The couple had conceived a child, but for some reason the child was miscarried, did not expect since then bad luck will be haunted by the couple, they were plagued by a succession of spiritual events is very distressed, a senior feng shui master told them that this is the child’s ghosts haunted by the expectorant can not be rid of it can only be asked to go away, and asked to go away, and the way, that is, the three-storey building molded in a child’s statue, every day, will be as living as he is consecrated for three years. The way to get rid of the child is to mold a statue of the child in the three-story building and worship him every day as if he were a living person for three years.

    The couple’s kept brats were also hidden in a room on the third floor, and the brats could only be released when the lights were turned off.

    Xiao Qin laughed helplessly as she watched the ridiculous stories the netizens had concocted.

    How is that possible? There was no way that the rooms designed by Windsong Studio could have been paranormal. Those things would have been artificially created to play God, Xiao Qin calmed down and slowly closed her eyes.

    I don’t know how long she had been asleep, but she suddenly awoke with a start and jerked her eyes open, only to see darkness and faint voices coming from downstairs. She rolled over and spied a dark red light.

    She thought it was Trey coming back, but shuddered violently.

    No…didn’t Trey say he wouldn’t be back from working late tonight?

    Is it possible that there’s a burglar? But the rustling downstairs sounded more like someone humming and chanting softly.

    Curious, Kotone peeked out of her bed and looked down to see a scene she would never forget.

    The first floor of their home is the dining room kitchen dual-use area, at this time all the kitchen utensils were swept away, in the center of the open space set up a sandalwood case, the case is set with red candles and snacks, the case of the two sides, sitting opposite a man and a woman.

    More accurately, there were two humanoid things sitting, the woman in the cape with a red skullcap, and the groom opposite her was obviously a person made of paper, sitting so end to end, and out of nowhere the melodious sound of oboe sounded, and the place was set up as a high hall, just like the scene of a Chinese wedding in folklore.

    Seeing this bizarre sight, Xiao Qin was shocked.

    That festive oboe sound piercing and eerie, touching Xiao Qin’s sensitive nerves, she was instantly awakened by fear, rolling and crawling out of bed, touching want to call her husband, but do not know why, Xiao Cui’s phone can not be reached at all. Cell phone shows no signal, even the message can not be sent out.

    “Can’t it be… there really is a paranormal event? No, it must be those families at work, bluffing tricks, don’t try to fool me…”

    Xiaoqin held the stairs and slowly walked down to the groomer’s face, and saw his face, but it was just a paper man, and those ornaments on the table were all very cheap plastic models, so there was no doubt that this was someone pretending to be a ghost.

    Xiao Qin had just breathed a sigh of relief, but she didn’t know what switch had been triggered, and all of a sudden rustling paper money fell from the air, and the head of the papier-mâché man fell off at the slightest touch, and blood gushed out from the fracture.

    Blood stained the floor, and she then realized that the floor was plastered with talismans.

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