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Chapter 197 Supernatural Post Bar

2:00.

Su Xiaojing, who couldn't sleep at night, was hiding in bed and browsing a supernatural forum.

She didn't believe there were ghosts in the world, but when she came back today, she passed by the study and heard her father and grandfather talking.

Although I couldn't clearly hear what they said, I could hear the two very obscure words "ghost" and "evil spirit" very clearly.

Could it be...that these things really exist in this world?

Otherwise, why would dad and grandpa talk about this kind of thing, and the tone doesn't sound very relaxed.



"What the hell."

Su Xiaojing has been in this forum for several hours and read many posts.

There are all kinds of things, such as headless ghosts, vicious ghosts that eat people, old corpses in the mountains, zombies that have not decayed for thousands of years.

What he said was very mysterious, and it was even accurate to the time and place, as well as the names and real-life backgrounds of the participants.

Of course, no one has checked whether it is true or not.

In Su Xiaojing's opinion, these should all be hearsay, or completely made up by herself, and there is no authenticity at all.

Ghost, if there really are ghosts, why has she never seen them before?



Just when Su Xiaojing was about to go to bed, a new post suddenly appeared on the top of the forum's homepage.

【I seem to be being targeted! Help! Waiting online!】

Being targeted?

Out of curiosity, Su Xiaojing clicked in.

The poster's name is a bunch of garbled characters, and it's still a level 1 trumpet. He should have just registered at night.

Once you register, you can go directly to the forum to post.

Help post...

Host: Good evening, friends. I am a novelist, a supernatural novelist... To be honest, I am not afraid of ghosts and ghosts. Although I often write about these things, I do not believe that these things exist.

But... tonight, I feel that all my previous thoughts were wrong. I feel that I am being targeted, and I... am in trouble.

When I posted it here, it got disconnected, and then there were a bunch of comments from friends.

Your uncle’s...then what? It’s gone?

Yes, didn't you ask for help? I can help Dawei Tianlong, so you can say it with confidence!

I have just entered Nascent Soul. If you have any questions, please tell me directly. I am invincible with Buddha's Furious Fire Lotus and can conquer all attacks.

Damn, it’s already been three minutes, so is it a break? An unscrupulous author, has no hole in giving birth to a son?



Su Xiaojing scrolled down until the 44th floor when she saw the original poster's statement again.

Host: Sorry, I thought this post was lost. I just looked up how to draw spells on the Internet. I just drew a few pictures. Why don’t you guys take a look?

Next were several photos of A4 paper with strange runes drawn on them, including one with a fruit girl! But it was immediately deleted.

"..."

The poster is awesome! The poster's car drives as fast as he wants, without any brake pads!

People are posting on the forum to read the pictures, but the paper towels are running out!

Type with both hands to prove your innocence!

Host: Ahem... stop making trouble. Let me continue talking about serious matters.

Tonight I am writing a chapter called "Bloodstains in the Basement". This chapter is actually very ordinary. It was just used to reduce the number of words, because the editor will scold me if the novel is cut short.

Although I can’t even afford food for 1,000 words for 5 yuan, I have no choice but to write about supernatural beings. It’s my dream...

Tonight, around 10 o'clock, I wrote about a scene where a ghost scratched people with his hands, making a sizzling sound.

But I never expected that when I wrote this plot, this sound came from my door!

Having said this, the original poster stopped updating again.

Bar friends started commenting wildly.

Fortunately, I am a novelist, so I am definitely playing 666.

I don’t think so. If you don’t respect ghosts and gods, you will be visited by ghosts and gods. Some time ago, my neighbor knocked over a brazier and scented candle on the roadside, and he died in his own home two days later. It was a true story! It was all on the news.

!

What was said above does not make sense. Since the poster is the author of a supernatural novel, from his words, I can tell that this person is very naughty. So he must not fear ghosts and gods, and maybe he is really in trouble.

Hey, hey, hey, can you be normal? If you eat melon, just eat melon. It makes my hair stand on end.

That is, if I believe there are ghosts in the world, I might as well believe that Ma Baoguo is the true master!

Upstairs, I advise you to delete your comments immediately and please do not consume. I am a 69-year-old old comrade, a young man, and a rat’s tail juice!



As she kept turning, Su Xiaojing found that she had reached the bottom.

At this moment, the host who had disappeared for more than ten minutes finally appeared.

Host: The sound just happened again. It was the third time tonight. The sound was like someone scratching the security door of my house with their fingernails.

I opened the door the first two times, but there was nothing outside.

I just looked through the peephole, guess what I saw?

one eye!

A bloodshot, bloody eye! That dirty thing was looking at me through the peephole outside the door!

I'm so stupid now. I've pasted all the spells I just drew. I'm so scared now. Really, I'm really in trouble.



My condolences to the original poster.

Dawei Tianlong, Banye jackfruit!

At the end of the play, the host suddenly...

What kind of novel did the original poster write? Please tell me the title and I’ll take a look. It’s so mysterious. I don’t know how the writing is.

Postmaster: Don't make trouble, the demon can't stand it. Brother, remember to reward me!

"..."

Host: Let me go, that voice is coming again! And why did the charm on the door start to fade? I used a ballpoint pen, not a water pen, so why did it fade?

I feel like I'm going to die. Brothers, my family lives in Room 401, Unit 2, Building 4, Sunshine Community. My mobile phone has no signal now, and only my computer can still be used. Please help me call the police. I don't want no one to collect the body.

Seeing this, the bar friends also became a little scared.

Including Su Xiaojing.

This poster is trying too hard. In order to make everyone believe that what he said is true, he actually revealed his home address?

Is this...really fake?

Just when the friends started to discuss, the poster posted again.

Brothers, I have hid in the room.

Brothers, I felt him coming in and I heard footsteps... He seemed to be looking for something in the living room. Do you think he was looking for me? If he couldn't find it, he would have left on his own, right?

Brothers...he found me, he's scratching at the door of my room...

Remember to call the police for me and call an ambulance. Maybe I can save you.

Brothers, he came in, I saw him! He looks...

At this point, the update is discontinued again.

Next, there was a half-hour wait.

Some bar friends think that the poster did it on purpose, just to attract attention and create a show.

It's already 3 o'clock in the morning. If I don't sleep, I'm afraid I'm going to die suddenly.

Just when Su Xiaojing thought it was a joke and was about to turn off the computer and go to sleep, suddenly there was a scratching sound coming from the door of her room!

!!!

When she looked at the computer screen, the missing poster sent another message.

He will come to you soon...


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