Chapter six hundred and ninety first watermelon head
As the lights in the room were turned off, darkness swallowed the entire room.
A creepy atmosphere filled the air, and fear tightly wrapped Fu Yang's whole body. It was like a ghost hand was holding his heart tightly, making it difficult for him to even breathe!
In the dark room, only the computer screen on the table in front of him emitted a faint white cold light - not only did this not alleviate his fear, but it made Fu Yang even more nervous.
When people encounter extreme fear and unimaginable things, their brains will generally be slow for one to two seconds. It is similar to a computer jamming. This is why in reality, when a big accident occurs, the victim will stand still for a while.
Then disaster happens. (Author's note: The most obvious one is the car accident)
Fu Yang is no exception.
But when the strange and terrifying situation happened in front of him, he was stunned for two seconds.
Then when I came back to my senses, the first thought in my head was...
"run!!!"
Run out quickly.
At this moment, he couldn't care about anything, turned around and rushed towards the door of the room.
But he didn't know what he kicked under his feet. His center of gravity was unstable and he flew straight away. He fell to the ground in a dog-eating position. His whole body ached after the fall, and his nosebleeds came out...
Fu Yang endured the severe pain and did not bother to wipe the blood from his nose.
He immediately got up and continued towards the gate. The distance of just four or five steps felt to him longer than the 25,000-mile Long March!
At the same time, there was a rustling sound from behind.
Fu Yang didn't dare to look, fearing that he would lose the courage to escape if he saw something terrifying.
Fortunately, he finally ran to the door. He also opened the door smoothly and prepared to escape.
At the last moment when the door was closed, he saw through the crack of the door...
Two pale hands stretched out from his computer screen, supporting a black head to crawl out!
"Holy shit! Is this Sadako? Is this playing the midnight bell? It's so exciting and scary."
Fu Yang burst into tears and ran away like a bereaved dog. He was so frightened that he peed his pants.
He lived on the sixth floor. It was an old-fashioned community in the 1980s. There was no elevator. So he could only stumble downstairs with his legs and run out as hard as he could.
Just after leaving the unit building, I turned a corner and there was a small garden in front of me.
I met Aunt Wang who lived next door and was walking back with two plastic bags in her hands. It looked like she was buying something to go home. In a city like Shanghai, it is almost known as the city that never sleeps, so it is not surprising to go home late.
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When Aunt Wang saw Fu Yang running towards the outside of the community with a frightened expression, she stopped him with a smile and asked curiously.
"What's wrong, Xiao Fu? Why are you running out in such a hurry?"
Finally I saw a living person! He was a neighbor with whom I usually have a good relationship.
And having already run out of his possibly haunted room, Fu Yang finally felt less fearful in his heart. He stopped first, panting heavily, and answered with a smile on his face.
"Wang... Aunt Wang, my room is haunted! Your house is next to mine, so it's best not to go back yet."
Fu Yang is still very kind.
After all, the two have a good relationship on weekdays. Fu Yang is single and doesn't like cooking. As a retired employee, Aunt Wang often cooks and gives some to Fu Yang. She cares about him very much.
Unexpectedly, the other party laughed loudly after hearing his words.
"Xiao Fu, Xiao Fu, you are still a young man who has gone to college. How can you be more superstitious than an old woman like me? I don't believe in these ghosts and gods, feudal superstitions, how come you still believe in it? I guess it's you.
I’m usually too tired from work, so I’m probably hallucinating. Haha.”
Aunt Wang laughed, obviously unwilling to believe Fu Yang's words, and planned to go home.
Seeing that she didn't believe her, Fu Yang stretched out his hand in desperation.
Unexpectedly, he actually pulled the plastic bag off Aunt Wang's hand.
boom!
The plastic bag fell to the ground, and two round things rolled out from it, like big watermelons.
"I'm sorry, Aunt Wang, I dropped the new watermelon you bought."
Fu Yang was shocked.
I thought I had lost the other person's watermelon while pulling her. I quickly knelt down and helped her pick up the watermelon.
But when I looked down, I felt something was wrong.
Why is this watermelon in three colors: black, red and white? And it seems to have hair on it!
Through the dim yellow street lamp next to him, Fu Yang suddenly saw clearly what fell out of Aunt Wang's pocket.
For a moment, he felt a sudden numbness on his scalp, a sudden explosion in his head, and a buzzing in his ears.
Because...that's not a watermelon at all!
But two heads!!!
The black hair is hair.
The red one is plasma.
The white ones are of course the brains!
Fu Yang, who was extremely frightened, looked up and saw that the usually familiar and kind Aunt Wang seemed to have suddenly become very strange.
He was looking at himself condescendingly with a cold expression.
Her face was covered with a layer of cold gray, and there were many corpse spots on her neck and back of her hands!!!
Just now, Fu Yang was in a hurry to run away and was not wary of her, so he didn't notice her at all. Now when he looked through the light, he realized that he was covered in corpse spots. Damn!
"Xiao Fu, don't run away. Go back with Aunt Wang, hehehehe."
She let out a weird laugh, and the nails on her hands grew longer at a speed visible to the naked eye. They were black and shiny, like ghost claws! She clawed at Fu Yang.
"Ah! Ghost."
Fu Yang let out a shrill scream and was so frightened that he peed his pants and couldn't even stand up.
He stumbled back and sat down on the ground.
Keng!
Aunt Wang's ghost claw was more than a foot long, and she grabbed it from above. She grabbed it directly on the ground, right at Fu Yang's crotch!
Fortunately, he just moved his butt back, and the ghost claw just happened to catch the concrete floor in front of his little brother.
"Oh my God! You escaped."
Fu Yang felt happy.
But I didn't expect that the ghost claw was so powerful. It actually broke a large piece of the cement floor.
Many small pebbles flew everywhere, and many of them hit Fu Yang's crotch directly.
"Ah! It hurts so bad. My little brother!"
He screamed.
Anger arose from his guts. Just at this action, he suddenly put his hands on the ground and used strength, his feet rose into the air, and he kicked the ghost in front of him in the chest with all his strength!
boom!!!
There was a loud noise.
The fierce ghost that Aunt Wang had turned into was kicked by Fu Yang and staggered back several steps. Fu Yang himself felt as if his foot had hit an iron plate, which was extremely painful.
"So hard!"
He burst into tears.
But he could only endure the severe pain and quickly stood up from the ground like a carp. He continued to run towards the outside of the community.
This time he has made up his mind, and even the most familiar people will never believe it. (Second update)