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951. Chapter 947 Midnight Radio [34]

Many people came to find out what was going on, but they were all turned away by Xiaofang.

She spent the whole day guarding her grandma's body. It was not until the day of burial that Xiaofang walked out of the house and breathed fresh air for the first time after finishing the funeral for her grandma.

An old man named Zhang who lived near the old house said to Xiaofang: "It's not an option for you to stay at home like this. Either you can learn your grandmother's craft and tell fortunes for others, or you can go out to work to make money and find a way to support yourself."

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Xiaofang thought to herself that this was indeed the case. Although her grandma left a sum of money before her death, she could not live on the money left by her for the rest of her life. However, she did not have her grandma's fortune-telling skills, so she could only go out and find a job.

Work, but you still have to live in the old house, otherwise you will be in big trouble!

At first, Xiaofang found a job in a fast food restaurant. She only worked the middle shift and had to drive back and forth. Her colleagues laughed at her for being stupid. In this way, all her day's wages were spent on the fare and she couldn't earn much at all. But

Xiaofang had no choice. If she didn't rush back at night, she would be frightened to death by the sudden appearance of the ghost!

This went on for half a month. Xiaofang didn't go out until nine o'clock in the morning every day, and returned home before four o'clock in the afternoon. She didn't encounter any strange things. She thought that as long as in this way, she could stay away from ghosts and save her life.

Another month of such nervousness passed, and Xiaofang never saw any strange black shadows again. She slept very soundly every night, and she didn't even hear any strange sounds that grandma had said would happen.

One day in early April, Xiaofang changed her job with the help of a friend. The workplace was not far from home. She did not have to rush home so early and could work from nine to five like a normal person.

But Xiaofang forgot one thing. The company would have dinner parties from time to time.

At the first dinner party, it was already ten o'clock in the evening after singing K. Xiaofang quickly took a taxi home, her heart pounding.

That night, she heard a strange sound of footsteps following her, as if a hand would reach out from behind at any time and pull her into an endless black hole.

Later, Xiaofang no longer dared to attend dinner parties casually, but sometimes it was unavoidable. She could only rush home at the right time, listening to the sound of the wind blowing past her ears like a fierce beast.

One day in mid-April, Xiaofang returned home at 11:50 pm and closed the door of the old house with a bang.

She leaned against the door panel and gasped for air, sweat dripping down one by one. No one knew what she was afraid of or what she was afraid of, but Xiaofang vaguely heard the sound of rustling footsteps coming from outside the house.

In addition, there was also a soft cry, which was very sad and shrill. It made Xiaofang's hair stand on end, but her inner curiosity was very strong, so she walked up to the second floor like last time and looked through the window.

Looking outside, I saw a girl covered in blood sitting under the big tree not far from the old house. Her eyes were clear. She seemed to be a living person, not a ghost!

At this moment, the girl suddenly raised her head, as if through the light of the old house, she saw Xiaofang standing at the window!

The girl slowly stood up, shouting for help, and sobbing as she approached the old house.

But behind the girl, there was still a dark figure.
Chapter completed!
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