After upgrading Su Ya, Mo Shouchen opened the elevator door and walked out.

The fifth floor is the top floor of Teaching Building No. 4. Unlike other floors, the length of the corridor on this floor is only half that of other floors. At the end of the corridor, Mo Shouchen saw a double wooden door.

Although Teaching Building No. 4 is an old building, it can be seen from the facilities inside that this building should have been renovated in recent years. However, the wooden door Mo Shouchen saw on the fifth floor was different from the entire building.

The decoration style of the building is completely different.

It is a very old wooden door. The edges and corners of the wooden door have been rounded, and the paint on it has basically fallen off, revealing the true color of the wood inside. The overall feeling is as if it was just renovated during the renovation of the teaching building.

Forgot to replace this wooden door.

Mo Shouchen, who had always been highly nervous, felt a little tired. This time the script task did not require time and it ended early, so he walked directly to the wooden door without any delay.

When he walked to the wooden door, he pushed it open. He expected to see a study room, but he didn't expect that a dazzling light shone from the door, making him unable to open his eyes.

After a few seconds, Mo Shouchen finally adapted to the light. He opened his eyes slightly, only to find that he was not in the study room, but in a dilapidated and simple house.

This house is not big, and the furniture inside is messy, as if it had just been picked up from the garbage dump. In the corner of the room, there is a small table with a black photo frame standing on it. Inside, a Dai

The Chinese woman showed a gentle smile.

"Teng Teng Teng..."

There was a rush of footsteps behind him. Mo Shouchen looked back and saw a little boy from Dai country running towards him.

Because it was too sudden, he had no time to dodge, but strangely, the little boy did not hit him, but passed directly through his body.

Immediately afterwards, another middle-aged man ran out with a belt in his hand, and he also passed through Mo Shouchen's body.

The little boy ran to the table and held the photo frame in his arms. At the same time, the middle-aged man rushed forward, cursed angrily, picked up the whip and hit the little boy's back hard, leaving a trace of blood instantly.

It showed through the thin clothes.

The little boy held the photo frame and looked at the middle-aged man stubbornly, which made him even more angry. The belt whipped the little boy mercilessly, which was really cruel.

After fighting for a while, the middle-aged man seemed to be tired. He dropped the belt and walked out of the house angrily.

After he left, the little boy's shoulders began to twitch and he cried. It seemed that he was pretending to be stubborn before through gritted teeth.

Although he couldn't understand what they were saying, Mo Shouchen basically understood that the little boy and the middle-aged man were probably a father and son, and the photo the little boy was holding was probably his mother.

The little boy was kneeling on the ground with his back to Mo Shouchen. When he turned around, he could see that he was looking at the direction the middle-aged man left with hateful eyes.

Then the camera turned, and Mo Shouchen found that he had arrived in a forest.

At this time, he saw the little boy again. The little boy was hiding under a tree and didn't know what he was doing.

Mo Shouchen walked over curiously and found that the little boy was holding a machete and hacking at the body of a little bird.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and there was a trace of cruelty in his eyes. It seemed that he was enjoying what he was doing.

Later, the scene changed several times. The little boy grew up slowly. Although he was very strong, his father still abused him from time to time.

After every domestic violence, he would go to the woods behind his home to vent his anger, and the animals he used to vent became larger and larger. The last time, he actually stole a sheep and then killed it with a machete.

The sheep were chopped alive.

It can be seen that the lack of maternal love and his father's domestic violence have cultivated him into a devil.

Later, the boy was admitted to college, but not long after school started, he was bullied by a group of bad students from the upper grades. They even took him to a study room in the No. 4 teaching building, humiliated and beaten him.

This time of campus bullying completely destroyed the last trace of conscience in the boy's heart, and a terrible revenge plan took root in his mind.

That afternoon, the boy left school and returned home. He dug out the bloody machete from under his bed. He scratched the blade with his fingers, but he was not satisfied with the sharpness of the blade, so he dug it out from home.

A whetstone to sharpen your machete.

While the boy was sharpening his knife, his father returned home drunk with a bottle of wine.

Seeing the boy sharpening the knife, his father didn't show any fear and actually rushed up to him and raised his hand, ready to slap him.

But in the end, the hand did not hit the boy's face, but fell to the ground. The father looked at his bare wrist in shock, and then looked at the boy with a ferocious face holding a machete. Fear finally appeared on his face.

look.

The father opened his mouth to shout loudly, but the boy did not give him this chance. The sword flashed past, his head fell off his neck, and his life was ended by the demon he had created.

With a look of excitement on his face, the boy cut his father's body into pieces, then hid the machete in his schoolbag and returned to school.

The next morning, he came to the door of the study room on the fifth floor of Teaching Building No. 4 with a machete in his arms. When he walked in with the machete, he found that the study room was not the group of bad students, but a teacher.

Seven or eight male and female students were rehearsing the program.

Looking at the frightened teachers and students, the boy hesitated, but in the end he locked the door of the study room with a chain lock, threw the key out of the window, and then rushed towards the innocent teachers and students with a ferocious look.

…

It seems that the boy who committed the crime was not a victim as mentioned in the ultimate ghost story. When he walked into the study room with a machete, he could have given up killing, but in order to satisfy his desire to kill, he did not do that.

The boy's father is certainly hateful, but in comparison, the boy is a heinous devil because he extended his butcher knife to a bunch of innocent people.

The dazzling light gradually disappeared, and Mo Shouchen found himself standing in the study room, and the wooden door behind him had been locked with a chain lock.

In front of him, a tall boy was standing in the center of the study room holding a machete dripping with blood. His eyes were full of desire and madness for killing, and at his feet was a pile of seven.
Chapter completed!