Chapter 393 Red Seal

At the door of the old house, a woman in her forty-year-old dressed in an old gray coat seemed to be a tour guide. She was skillfully preaching to seven or eight tourists with interest at the door, ...Okay, this is the history of No. 11 Muyun Street. Three hundred years ago, a pity woman and her two girls were considered witches... locked in the house in the middle of the night and swallowed by a fire... Although the fire in the house was quickly put out... but no arsonist was caught...

It's really the witch's old house? Looking at the black porch column and listening to the woman's explanation, it seemed as if the flames and screaming night had appeared in front of her.

Yuan Xiaoyun grabbed Sun Yuze's hand and tightened a little, and whispered in Sun Yuze's ear, Ah... It's actually the witch's old house... Those two girls are so pity... Yuze... Are we going in?

Looking at the dark door of the old house in front of him, Sun Yuze felt a little indescribable. However, he had already arrived here and couldn't give up, so he had to comfort him, "It's okay... It's all a long time ago, and there will be no witches..."

As he was talking, the slightly fat woman like a tour guide in front looked at her watch, looked at them with a strange smile on her face, and said, "Okay, this is the last time we have shown today. In order to repair this historical building, the cost is 20 m per person. Please put your cash in this box...Okay... Let's take a look at that dark and mysterious history with me...

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Although I often sneered in the old house when I heard stories about the haunted house, I really walked into the old house, walked in the empty and gloomy corridor, looked at the dining table and old bed that made people feel strange, listened to the sound of dripping water that could not be distinguished from far and near, smelled the gloomy smell mixed with corruption, moss, dust, and unknown things, as if that fear became real

The fear was as real as the shadow behind him, as real as a burnt wooden table, as real as a strange person like a mural, as real as a cool air in the misty house

Although Sun Yuze tried his best to tell himself that there was no witch at all, the inexplicable horror was still coldly climbing up to the back of the spine, Yuan Xiaoyun, who kept holding his hand tightly, holding his arm, curled beside him. The curiosity in his big eyes became increasingly mixed with more fear.

The tour guide woman seemed to be quite familiar with history. She took them around in the house, the basement, and the attic for two hours, and also talked for two hours. Although Sun Yuze told herself that there was no witch at all, she described the screams in the fire, the figures flashing in the old house, and the night sounds that the neighbors in the distance heard, but somehow, those words lingered in her mind.

When Sun Yuze and Yuan Xiaoyun left, it was already dark and there was no sunshine. The winter night was naturally colder. He and Yuan Xiaoyun rushed back to the hotel and ate some hotel dinners. Their bodies finally returned to the warmth.

The hotel room is quite comfortable and warm, with cream carpets, wooden walls and furniture, classic floor lamps and table lamps drinking red wine, Yuan Xiaoyun's pretty face was flushed, as if she slowly recovered from the gloomy story in the afternoon, and looked at the photos taken by the lakeside and in the antique shop in the afternoon, and chatted with Sun Yuze about her travel plans tomorrow

Time flies, and Sun Yuze is a little absent-minded during the chat with Yuan Xiaoyun. This is his first trip with Yuan Xiaoyun. Although they have a skin relationship, he has not really possessed Yuan Xiaoyun every time. He took off Yuan Xiaoyun's clothes and appreciated her fair and tender, graceful and charming body. This time, they spent a night together in the hotel, which should be his chance to completely possess Yuan Xiaoyun's flower path that makes people yearn for.

But things went against my wishes. At about later, Yuan Xiaoyun suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. Her originally clear and shiny beautiful eyes, somehow, became confused and distracted. She fell on the bed as if she was half unconscious, and didn't bother to take off her clothes, pulled the quilt and covered her body, and moaned softly, um... Yuze... People felt so strange... dizzy... Um... there was no strength on her body... Um...

Sun Yuze approached the bed, looked at Yuan Xiaoyun's beautiful and flushed face in her wavy hair, cares about her forehead, and asked, What's wrong? Are you catching a cold? Are you dressing too little and catching a cold?

I don't know... It seems that it's not... people don't think anything else... maybe... um... just too tired... um... I drank red wine again... Yuan Xiaoyun pursed her red mouth and said

Well, then, do you have a headache? Do you have a sore throat? Do you want to take some medicine? I brought some... Sun Yuze stroked Yuan Xiaoyun's hair in her ears and asked with concern

Um...it doesn't seem to be! It doesn't hurt! Well...I don't want to take medicine! Um...I'm just dizzy...Yuan Xiaoyun frowned slightly

OK, okay, don't take medicine, let me see if you have a fever? Sun Yuze gently pressed Yuan Xiaoyun's white and smooth forehead with his palm. It was warm and there seemed to be no sign of a fever. Yuan Xiaoyun has always had a good resistance and practiced dancing all year round. Although she is slender and tall, she is young and healthy and not weak at all.

Um...I don't know! Yuze, don't worry, I'll sleep for a while... Yuan Xiaoyun murmured in a delicate voice, her pretty face turned red, she closed her beautiful eyes tiredly, and her breathing slowly became even and thin

Seeing Yuan Xiaoyun sleep peacefully, Sun Yuze gently took off her boots, sat by the bed, and leaned on the bedside. Thinking that maybe she had lost the opportunity to conquer her lovely girlfriend tonight, she felt helpless, but she slowly fell asleep in the fatigue of driving for a day...

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The night in the town is very quiet, and the sound of water sounds in my ears, making Sun Yuze wake up quietly

He was still lying beside the bed, as if the blanket that Yuan Xiaoyun put on him was empty in front of him, and the sound of washing light came from the bathroom. His eyes swept towards the wall clock. It was about ten o'clock in the evening.

Xiaoyun? Are you getting better? Sun Yuze stretched out his arms, asking with concern

Click... The bathroom was gently pushed away, Yuan Xiaoyun's beautiful figure appeared in front of her. Her beautiful face seemed to have regained her spirit, and she chuckled and said, "Hey, don't worry, Yuze, I already feel much better...

Seeing Yuan Xiaoyun's shining beautiful eyes, Sun Yuze felt much more at ease. The ostentatious swept to her slender legs wrapped in black silk pantyhose, and the half-exposed snow on the neckline of her black suspender dress. He couldn't help but feel distracted, but he thought that her body had just improved and he couldn't bear to bully her anymore.

He walked to Yuan Xiaoyun with a complicated mood, held her soft and soft horn, and said softly, "Okay, I'll be relieved, I must be tired..."

As he was talking, he happened to catch a glimpse of Yuan Xiaoyun's palm, feeling a hint of surprise in his heart as if he was a dizzy red

Huh? What is this? Sun Yuze said, spreading out Yuan Xiaoyun's palm and seeing a red mark as big as a coin in her white and tender palm, which was extremely bright red