There was still no moon even after the heavy snowfall, and the occasional northwest wind blew at the corner of the window, making a sound like an evil spirit howling, and the red sky made people even more depressed.
"These shameless people stick to me when I have money, but no one will lend a hand to help me when I have no money!!" He Chunlei raised his head and drank the last sip of red wine from the bottle, looking at himself during the day.
His assets were being drained away, and there was no way Sihao could do it. It was so overwhelming that he couldn't breathe, and his spirit was also greatly affected. Later, he contacted his old friends, etc., but no one was willing to provide money to help. Although He Dahai had already
We began to arrange for relevant departments to investigate the theft of funds, but there was no follow-up at all.
It was already late at night, and He Chunlei might have been suffocated by the pressure, and felt a need to vent his primitive desires.
"Pa..." A sudden strong wind blew by, and the electric switch in the villa suddenly jumped open, and the whole house instantly went dark.
"Damn... the villa area of the provincial party committee cadres can even have a power outage!! Damn it..." He Chunlei fumbled to find the mobile phone on the table. Just as he was about to pick it up and light it up, he suddenly felt a strange sensation in his ears and neck.
The cold feeling blew by, and He Chunlei suddenly woke up from the wine, and his hair stood on end... Thinking of the female ghost on the phone with bleeding eyes and screaming during the day, his hands couldn't help but soften... Finally
Still didn't touch the phone.
He Guanliang has not returned yet, and he is the only one in the provincial party committee villa.
For some reason, after the power outage, the temperature in the entire villa seemed to suddenly drop a few degrees, and occasionally a cold wind would blow through.
"Uh-huh. It's weird..." He Chunlei took a breath, and a creepy feeling suddenly emerged. He fumbled for a lighter, and lit it with a "pop"...
As the firelight flickered, I saw a woman standing strangely in front of He Chunlei. She was dressed in red with her hair disheveled, and the wounds on her pale skin were bleeding thickly.
"Ah!!" Immediately afterwards, He Chunlei let out a scream, dropped the lighter to the ground, and his whole body was trembling: "I must be too nervous and under too much mental pressure... Bodhisattva bless... Bodhisattva
bless..."
After all, He Chunlei was born in the military. He figured out that he must have been hallucinating because of too much pressure, so he calmed down and found the lighter on the ground and lit it again.
This time the illusion did not appear. He Chunlei steeled himself and stood up. He looked at himself in the mirror, disheveled and listless, with black and blue circles in his eye sockets.
"Grandma, you can't stay in this place anymore. I'd better go out and let off steam!!" He Chunlei pushed open the door of the villa. The cold wind hit him and he suddenly woke up a lot. However, the hazy weather made the sky look gray and yellow at night.
piece.
Outside the guardhouse in front of the provincial party committee villa area, a taxi was parked. He Chunlei opened the door and got in.
"Go to the best place to find a girl for uncle!" He Chunlei secretly thought that he really should vent his anger and relax.
"Okay..." In the middle of the night, the taxi driver wearing a peaked cap started the car and sped away towards the north without looking back.
"Holy shit, buddy, has the meter on your car been tampered with? It's a black car! Today is clearly December 31st and tomorrow is New Year's Day. Why does the meter on your car say January 5th?" He Chunlei
I looked at the taxi planner and suddenly noticed the date on the watch.
"You can't be wrong, I just took over the shift, and you are my first job today..." The taxi driver continued to drive faster and spoke in a weird tone, "Sit tight, we will be there in a minute..."
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"It's bad luck!" He Chunlei was too lazy to argue, but when he thought about the date on the watch, he couldn't help but feel chilled again... Isn't this the seventh day of the girl's surname Zhou?
"We're here!" The taxi drove north for about twenty minutes before parking on the side of the road.
"That's it?" He Chunlei looked up and saw only a few small bungalows with red lights flashing outside the car.
"The city is under strict control now, but there is a chick in this place! Get off the bus! Thirty yuan, give me the money!!"
"Fuck." He Chunlei took out a hundred yuan and threw it over: "Be careful from now on!"
"I've got it!!" The taxi driver casually gave He Chunlei a few coins, got off the car and disappeared into the dark night.
"Damn it...I don't want to argue with you!!" He Chunlei cursed a few times before giving up. However, taking advantage of the dim weather, he discovered that he was holding a few strangely bright red or bright yellow coins in his hand.
"Fuck...a black car! I'll adjust the surveillance system later and catch you, so I'll give you some clues!" He Chunlei threw the coins heavily on the ground.
There was a desolate scene in front of me. Only the first floor of several small bungalows had red lights on, and the broken windows on the second floor were shaky and might fall down at any time.
"Come...ah...come...ah! Hehehe...!" Suddenly there was a woman's voice coming from the small house. The voice was so chilling that it screamed sadly.
He Chunlei was suddenly frightened... He looked up and saw a woman in white clothes in a dilapidated window on the second floor, with her hair disheveled, smiling strangely, and blood flowing from the corner of her mouth to her chest.
The front... turned red.
"Is this the ghost I saw just now?" He Chunlei suddenly felt like he had fallen into an ice kiln, but he broke out in a cold sweat, and even his hair stood on end... He was dizzy and dizzy.
He Chunlei stumbled back two steps, accidentally hit a brick and fell to the ground hard, his head pressing on the Yin coin that spent money...
The nightmare was not over. He Chunlei tried his best to rub his eyes and slowly sat up. He saw the door of the cabin in the distance opened, and under the red light, he saw a man with one bare foot, wearing a pair of torn trousers, and the trouser legs were torn.
It was in strips, and the top was a T-shirt. However, it was much shorter, revealing a gray belly with eye-catching blood streaks as it staggered forward. Its face was pale, but lifeless, and there was a long and bloody belly.
The wound was turned outwards... There was only one pair of glasses under the glasses! The other blood hole was still bleeding black and red blood...
"You...don't come here..." He Chunlei was so frightened that he kept dodging.
"Throat" the man made a deep voice, panting heavily and walked towards He Chunlei who was lying on the ground and almost incapacitated... He first picked up the money on the ground. Then he looked at He Chunlei strangely, and suddenly pressed the button straight up.
He Chunlei then bit him hard on the neck.
The consciousness of survival made He Chunlei crazy. He tried his best to escape, but he couldn't move at all under the control of the evil force. In the end, he received a heavy blow from it on the head and passed out.
"Hey...hey..." He Chunlei heard a female voice calling him, and finally tried his best to wake up. He felt that his head was going to explode, he was dizzy, and he felt very uncomfortable, stuffy, and blocked.
It was so terrible... Suddenly thinking of what he had just experienced, He Chunlei's whole body trembled and he sat up with support.
He was in a room, and with the dim light in the room he could still see the furnishings clearly.
The room looks like an old-fashioned barber shop, with an old-fashioned wooden barber chair and a black and white photo of a woman hanging on the wall. In front of the barber chair, there is a beautiful barber who is very out of place with the environment here, a modern woman.
Using a razor, I was shaving... shaving... shaving the face of a very beautiful woman on the barber chair!!!
After the strands of black hair fell under the razor, the razor didn't stop and scraped directly on the woman's face!!!
The razor didn't stop, and it cut from the forehead to the corner of the mouth, and blood immediately flowed out...
Suddenly, the barber turned her head, and it was a face full of scars and with a weird smile!! One of her eyes rolled out of her eyelids, and she said feebly: "Hey... you're awake?
..it's your turn..."
"Ah?... No!!" He Chunlei was already scared out of his mind. He was struggling to stand up by holding something beside him. But when he held the thing with his hand, it turned out to be something made of paper. With a little force,
, unexpectedly fell into his arms... A yellow-white face with red cheeks was staring at him... It turned out to be a little man made of paper.
"Hey... don't go... it's your turn... I'll cut your hair... I'll cut your hair..." The barber frantically used a razor to dismember the woman on the chair.
He turned back and smiled sinisterly at He Chunlei: "Don't be anxious...it will be your turn soon..."
He Chunlei dropped the paper figurine in his arms and stumbled towards the door... Only when he passed by the black and white photo did he recognize it. It was Zhou Wei in black and white...
He Chunlei's hair stood on end, and he wanted to rush out of the barber shop frantically, but when he rushed to the door, he realized that the door was just a painting on the wall...
"Hey~~ don't leave..." The barber staggered towards He Chunlei step by step with a knife full of blood.
"...You...don't come here..." He Chunlei saw the right moment, spared the barber and rushed into the back room of the barber shop.
There was light in the back room. If you look carefully, it was the light of several white candles... Through the light, He Chunlei saw a horse made of paper in front of him. The white horse was decorated with bright colors...
"Who wants to harm me!! Come out! I know this is all a fucking lie...!" He Chunlei used all his strength to shout out in a low voice.
A cool breeze blew by... The wind was still mixed with a damp and cold air...
Suddenly... the voice of the barber woman just now sounded again... She screamed "Why do you do that to me... It's you... It's you... who hurt me..."
"Ah...Ghost...don't come here..." He Chunlei fell to the ground in despair...
I saw the woman just now floating lightly in front of He Chunlei... There was bright red blood flowing from her mouth, eyes, and ears... The color of her white top was almost invisible.
..."Don't you recognize me anymore? You've done me so much... You've done me so much..."
"Ah...you...are you Zhou Wei?..." He Chunlei has gone crazy...Look carefully at the face shape of the barber in front of him, isn't it Zhou Wei...but she has obviously been dead for a few days!!!
I saw the woman holding a photo and throwing it at He Chunlei... wailing: "... Look... what you have done to me... how beautiful I was back then..."
He Chunlei had long been numb and did not have the courage to pick up the photo. With the flickering candlelight, he could see that the woman in the photo was very pure and beautiful... but it was in black and white. Now He Chunlei could no longer recognize her at all.
Is the woman in the photo Zhou Wei? Suddenly... the photo floated up out of thin air, and then the eyes of the woman in the photo began to bleed... Slowly, the whole photo was soaked in blood...
"It's not me... don't look for me... He Guanliang asked me to do it..." He Chunlei had completely collapsed... he was completely frightened... he collapsed on the ground... mouth
It makes a meaningless sound...
"...You have made me miserable...I will turn into a ghost and come to you every day..." The woman made a ticket out of thin air, and then floated away lightly... But at this time, there were people everywhere in the room.
Filled with the sound of howling ghosts and wolves...
He Chunlei only felt that the objects around him were spinning... flustered... dizzy...
Another burst of cold air blew through... The flames of several candles jumped a few times and then went out... There was only one candle left in the room that was still dancing... He Chunlei saw only one in the darkness.
A "thing" wearing a white coat and a white hat with a long tongue sticking out jumped towards me.
"Ah?...Bai Dahao hanged the ghost? He came here to lock his life..." He Chunlei still had thoughts in his mind, but there was no meaningful sound coming out of his mouth. All he could see was the hanging ghost's hand.
He was also holding a long box-like paper coffin... The surface of the box was made of tawny silk, with a light dragon and phoenix pattern... The hanged man opened the semi-prismatic box... There was still
It's a yellow interlining.
"Come...this paper coffin is your home...come..." the hanged ghost screamed miserably...over and over...
He Chunlei stared with bloodshot and horrified eyes as he watched the hanged ghost gently put his hand on his head and lost consciousness!
"Brother Wang, why don't you kill him? No one will find out!" In the next room, the barber said to the hanged ghost.
"Kill him? Isn't that too cheap for him? Don't worry, I tapped a few acupuncture points on his head. I believe that he must not have enough brains to cooperate with our actions!! Huh! Let's go! It's going to take his life.
After he has suffered enough! I promised Sister Zhou, it's too early now!!" After the hanged ghost said this, he took a few female ghosts to pack up the things on the ground and got into the car parked in the woods far away.
Go away!!
When He Chunlei was found in a dilapidated demolition house in Chengxiao, he was half-frozen and his clothes were torn to pieces. He lay on the cold ground dumbfounded and muttered to himself.
, his own vomit and urine and feces were all over his body. He cried and made a fuss so that no one could get close to him. When he saw the police approaching, he bit and scratched like crazy. Then he hid helplessly in the darkness.
In the corner, they were either banging their heads against the wall in fear, or drooling silently...
