"Then what?" I sat on the stool and took a sip of tea made by Lu Xiaoyu.
This is a good horror story. Both Lao Dao and Xiao Aqi were fascinated by it, but they would never feel any sense of terror or tension.
In this room, I have a bad identity. Of course I am not afraid of ghosts. I am even more excited when I see ghosts. That is all my achievements!
Although the old guy doesn't have much ability, he has seen a lot of big scenes, so of course he won't be afraid of such third-rate horror stories.
As for Xiaoyu, she is a ghost herself, let alone Xiao Aqi and Xiaobai. You don’t seem to know what fear is about her...
"No more." The boy looked at me and grinned, a little shy.
"Then I woke up and realized that it was just a dream I had, but that dream was so real that it scared me, so I thought about buying a talisman paper." The boy said softly.
I looked at him and couldn't help but laugh.
Dream, I don’t think it was a dream. This little boy is already dead. Did he come to me today just to tell me a story?
"Is this kid mentally ill?" the old man pointed at the boy and asked me in a low voice.
I shook my head. I didn't know what this boy had gone through, but I knew something was wrong with him.
"Thank you, uncle." The boy bowed to me, then took the talisman and walked out with a smile.
Looking at his back, I frowned and handed the water glass to Xiaoyu.
"He is a ghost, boss, why don't you accept him and increase your performance?" Watching the boy walk out, the old man looked at me with some confusion.
"It can't be taken away, his soul seems to be a little incomplete." I said.
In fact, when the boy just entered the door, I had already opened the vaginal door of the underworld, preparing to add another achievement for myself, but I found that the vaginal door could not accept the boy at all.
"Yes, his soul is incomplete and he is not a complete ghost." At this time, Xiaobai said.
I glanced at her and wasn't too surprised. She was a zombie. She had been inhaling Empress Su's incense for hundreds of years, so she certainly had some vision. It was not surprising that she could see that the little boy's soul was incomplete.
"What on earth is going on?" I was a little surprised.
When a person dies, the ghost leaves the body. Logically speaking, it will not be mutilated, but this happened to this boy. What is the reason?
"Maybe he doesn't know that he is dead yet, and a trace of his ghost is still in his body, so his ghost is incomplete." At this time, Xiaobai said again.
I glanced at her and nodded, because what she said made sense.
When I was a child, I heard my grandfather say that a few years after someone died, someone saw him in another place, living like a normal person.
The man felt a little strange, thought he was dazzled and went up to communicate.
As a result, after chatting, I found out that he was the dead person. The most important thing is that the person didn't even know that he was dead!
When his fellow villager told him that he was dead, the man immediately fell to the ground, and then his whole body was rotten, because he had been dead for three years.
When I was a child, I thought this was a story told by my grandfather, but my grandfather told me that this was not a story, but something that really happened.
Some people have obsessions after death, or their death is too sudden, so they think they are still alive, and then repeat their living life without knowing that they are dead. Such people become the living dead.
Grandpa said that this kind of living dead looks harmless, but once he finds out that he is dead one day, he will be very resentful. The person who reminded him of the death in the story suddenly died suddenly the next day.
, because it is contaminated with the resentment of the living dead.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but frown. It seemed that the boy's matter needed to be dealt with.
"Go take a look." I said.
"I won't go, I want to play black with Xiao Aqi." After hearing my words, Xiao Bai immediately waved his hand.
I glanced at little Aqi, and she also widened her eyes and nodded heavily to me.
I slapped my forehead with my hand and thought to myself, what the hell is this? One of them is a zombie and the other is a corpse. Now they are addicted to games like King of Glory all day long. I'm afraid it will make people uncomfortable if I tell them.
My jaw dropped.
I ignored them and glanced at Lao Dao, and finally decided to take Lao Dao with me. Lao Dao has been wandering around in the world. Although he is not very capable, he is very clever. It is dark now, and No. 3 Middle School is a closed school. I want to
It may be difficult to get in, but someone with experience may be able to help.
"Lao Dao, please clean up and let's go to school." I said.
After hearing my words, the old man looked sad and said, "Boss, I haven't taken a break since I got back."
I was too lazy to pay attention to him and asked the Taoist to quickly change his clothes. It was not a problem to enter the school wearing Taoist robes.
The old man had no choice but to change his clothes and look like a little old man.
We came to the door, called a car, and went straight to No. 3 Middle School. The child was already dead, and I was afraid that something would happen if we went late.
When I walked to the school gate, I was stopped by the security guard just as I expected.
The old man coughed, walked to the front, winked, grabbed the sleeve of the security guard who looked hostile to us, and said in a hoarse voice: "Brother, please, let us in quickly, my grandson is a junior high school student."
Wang Yuhang from Class 28 has a heart attack. I’m here to deliver medicine to him. I’m afraid something might happen if I’m late!”
The security guard was stunned for a moment by him. In addition, the old guy pretended to be serious and couldn't see any flaws. Finally, the security guard opened the door and let us in.
While we were in the shop, I already knew through chatting with the boy that he lived in dormitory building No. 9, on the sixth floor, and in room 603.
Lao Dao and I headed towards Dormitory Building No. 9. At this time, the lights in the school had been turned off, and everything was dark, making it look a bit eerie.
Lao Dao and I found the dormitory building in Building 9. The room on the first floor was bright and waiting, and several dormitory teachers were gathered around, apparently playing cards.
I shook my head and thought to myself that this school is fucked up and the management should be relaxed. Lao Dao and I walked upstairs and the dormitory teachers and I didn't notice it, but it was convenient for us and saved us trouble.
Lao Dao and I went straight to the sixth floor and came to the door of 603.
The door was closed tightly, and there was even breathing sound coming from inside. It seemed that all the students inside were sleeping.
I'm a little surprised. That Wang Yuhang lived in Room 603, and he probably died not long ago. Why is this person's room still occupied? Didn't he die at school?
But I can feel it better. There is a yin energy in this room, which is the aura of the dead. That Wang Yuhang must be in it.
