The ghost story appearing in this chapter is adapted from the short story "The Hanged Corpse" by Yumeno Hisaku. Any similarities are not coincidental.
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"In the end, that woman fell into the puddle?" Shadow interrupted Feng Bujue at this moment and asked.
"Ha? You've actually heard of it?" Feng Bujue said.
"I want to hear stories that scare me, not bad jokes." Shadow replied.
"Hmm..." Feng Bujue let out a long breath: "Then I'll change it." He had so many stories like this in his mind that he could name a hundred and eighty without any problem. "It's meant to be scary, right..." he said
I thought again in my heart: But then again, this guy is obviously a ghost himself, but he asked me to tell ghost stories. This inexplicable smile is really...
This time Feng Bujue seems to be ready to speak more seriously. The shorter the story, the better, and it needs to be scary. With limited space, it is actually quite difficult to scare others purely with the power of words.
"That day, I was sitting on a bench in the park." Feng Bujue suddenly looked like he had a schizophrenia. He put on a very strange expression and began to narrate in the first person: "There was a fountain in front of me.
Watching the water column rise high and fall again... the clear sky in the evening makes people feel a little chilly."
The shadow listened to Feng Bujue's story without saying a word. From the perspective of a bystander, Brother Jue was really into the show. The way he called himself "I" was also quite convincing.
"While listening to the sound of water flowing in the fountain, I spread out the two or three evening newspapers at hand. But no matter which newspaper the news was from, there was nothing I expected to see."
Feng Bujue exhaled a breath of white mist: "About two weeks ago, a girl's body was found in an abandoned house in the suburbs. What I am looking for is the news report about this matter." The corner of his mouth
A weird smile appeared, "This girl and I have been in love for a while... I remember that day, it was also an evening, she came to have a tryst with me, wearing a peach-shaped bun. She was also wearing a school uniform and a short skirt.
...It was so beautiful that it almost took my breath away."
When Feng Bujue said this, his eyes became fanatical, his breathing became rapid, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times sickly: "So...I almost subconsciously took her to the suburbs near the level crossing.
In an empty room, and then strangled the panicked girl to death." He paused, his eyes widened and met the shadow's gaze: "That made me feel relieved...if I hadn't done this.
, I will definitely go crazy, hehe...hehe..." He laughed a few times, and his laughter revealed an emotion of satisfaction, as if he was still savoring the pleasure of that moment.
"I took off her belt, hung her on the beam, and disguised the scene as a suicide by hanging." Feng Bujue continued: "Although I went home afterwards as if nothing had happened, from that day on, I
I would come to this park in the evening, buy two or three different evening newspapers, sit on a bench and read..."
Feng Bujue sneered: "'Young girl hangs herself', I'm looking forward to seeing such news headlines." He suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the air around him, as if there was something really there: "
Suddenly, I saw a newspaper on the ground at my feet. It was an old newspaper discarded by others. In the center of a certain page, there were three paragraphs of headlines. Those words shot into my sight like electricity...
…
Unidentified corpse in an empty house.
In an abandoned and empty house near X level crossing, the remains of a body that had been dead for about two weeks were found.
The deceased was a young man dressing up as a company employee."
Feng Bujue's face now had a ghostly and terrifying expression: "I grabbed the newspaper. I ran out of the park like crazy, accidentally arrived at the x level crossing, and stood in the abandoned empty house.
forward.
I looked around in panic to make sure no one had been to the scene of the crime, then opened the door and went in...
There was no place in the house, so I groped around to find the eight stacks where the body was hanging, and then I lit a match and took a look..."
Feng Bujue shined a flashlight on his face and leaned forward a little: "The belt hangs from the beam, where my body is hanging. At the same time, from the dark place behind me, the girl's voice came.
"
"Oh hehehe... you finally came back to me..." Feng Bujue's story ended abruptly.
He changed his face almost within a second and returned to his usual expression: "How is it?"
"Uh..." Shadow's eyes, which emitted a faint blue light, dimmed a bit: "I think the speed of your personal transformation is more terrifying than the plot of the story..."
"Stop talking nonsense!" Feng Bujue said and drew his gun again: "Seven or eight minutes have been wasted since I came in (the total time at this moment has passed twenty-six minutes). If you still let me say...
"The second part of his sentence was, if you still want to hear it, just listen to the gunshot.
"Okay, I'll take you to the cell." The shadow replied before Feng Bujue finished speaking. He raised a finger, "Don't worry about what you see next, those are harmless, so
Don't try to struggle."
The NPC's words are indeed necessary. If it doesn't say hello in advance, Feng Bujue will definitely violently resist the situation that is about to happen...
The next second, a little white light lit up on Shadow's fingertips, and the light gradually turned into a ball of light. Then, countless weird little things swam out from the light. The color and texture of those things were like hard-boiled eggs without shells.
, but the size and shape are closer to insect larvae, pale and ugly larvae...
There are more and more of them, swimming in the air in a ring like a whirlpool. Although they move in groups, each individual seems to have his own consciousness. These translucent, soft milky white creatures are chasing each other dexterously.
, devouring each other...it seems chaotic, but in fact it is orderly within the chaos.
Feng Bujue felt that it was like looking at a drop of water under a microscope, but he didn't look at it for long before a bad situation happened. Those things swam over from mid-air and circled around Feng Bujue, getting bigger and bigger.
Dense, getting faster and faster...
They began to contact Feng Bujue's body, squirming on his body, and gathered... until they covered his entire body, with his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose all covered.
Just when Feng Bujue felt that the situation was a little out of control and wondered if he had been fooled, he suddenly felt the pressure around his body relax and the chill disappeared. Although his eyes were closed tightly, he could already feel that the environment in front of him had become brighter.
