At this moment, Minghe on the second floor is transforming into an Internet addicted girl addicted to horror forums and unable to extricate herself.
The originally bright house was transformed into a dark and quiet room.
The curtains were covered with black curtains and ancient red candles were lit, giving the impression of a ghost knocking on the door.
According to statistics, as of October this year, the number of missing people in the country has reached 1.2 million, accounting for 0.1% of the total population, which is equivalent to one person missing in every thousand people.
In a school, a community, or even a residential house, there may be someone who becomes a number at any time, disappears from the world, or disappears from the world.
So, This person, Could it be, you Ming He was preparing to continue reading with a nervous and restless mood, but the result "The truth is that there is only one Detective Pikachu next episode preview" "Xiong Da, Xiong Er, I don't believe I can't cure you two little bears."
"You three-layer belly, airport, Obasan, big-assed monster, monster old woman, big-assed three-layered belly, stingy monster, old witch, what did you say, say it again."
The large-screen TV next to it plays various animation programs one after another.
"Hey Luo Ya, I beg you to turn down the TV volume and give me back the throbbing in my heart."
Minghe couldn't help but patted the table.
Although it was scary to watch some horror jokes, why did he still read them when he knew they were scary?
Exciting There is no life in this world without seeking death.
Minghe continued to click the mouse and started looking for new forums to read.
Although she had already seen most of them, her hard work paid off in the end, and she finally found one that caught her eye to pass the time.
Forum name: Pokémon Ghost Party.
Posted by: The eldest lady of the Lingwang family.
Post title: Late Night Horror, Real People and True Stories.
Minghe immediately clicked in and started reading.
"I remember when I was in elementary school, I once went to a classmate's house to watch him play computer games.
I was so addicted that I was reluctant to go home until twelve o'clock in the morning."
“My classmate’s family is rich and they live in a building, which is the kind of old building that used to have transparent railings on both sides.
Now I can’t remember whether it is on the sixth or seventh floor.
After I went out, I walked to the stairs, and then I saw a scene that I still remember so vividly that I felt weak all over.
A woman in red was standing on the second floor of the unit opposite. " “Of course I was so frightened that I ran back to my classmate’s house and begged him to send me to the door.
However, when the two of us came out together, there was naturally nothing, so I was laughed at.
In the end, I ran down the stairs quickly alone.
When I reached the second floor, I couldn't help but glance at the other side.
I breathed a sigh of relief.
There was no one on the other side. " "However, just when I was about to leave the gate of the community, I subconsciously looked back and saw a woman in red standing on the floor where my classmate's house was.
I immediately ran back home in a panic.
The deserted dim streets and the floating woman in red still gave me a creepy feeling. " Minghe vaguely felt that it was interesting, but she soon analyzed the unreasonableness.
As a primary school student, when he comes home at twelve o'clock in the evening, his parents can't pick him up.
How satisfying is this?
Sure enough, she scrolled through the posts and found a lot of complaints.
Ming He ignored it and was ready to continue reading with great interest.
If you are always taking things seriously, admitting death, and arguing, what kind of horror stories are you reading?
Hurry up and do scientific research.
Just like her brother who has no horror qualities at all, he can actually turn an avi into a science education film.
"However, after more than 20 years, I think it may have been because I was dazzled at that time.
Unfortunately, I have never seen that classmate's family since that night.
Whenever I pass by, I will take a look. , as if there were a pair of eyes looking at me again."
“The demolished primary school, the abandoned floors, the streets that I haven’t visited for a long time, all of this will soon be a thing of the past.”
"However, the red-haired woman actually appeared again in the phone booth next to the convenience store, and she knew that I was nearby, knew the room number, and was about to come up."
The "Coming" post suddenly stopped at the end.
Minghe felt a sudden change in her heart, but she didn't pay attention to it.
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It was just a scary joke at best.
Besides, she was an upright and strange woman who was afraid of ghosts.
She was about to change the channel and watch Detective Pikachu.
It was definitely not that she was scared, she was just taking a nap.
Minghe was about to close the post when he saw that the post was updated again with a line: I'm here, why don't you turn around and see me?
"Hiss" she breathed lightly, her hands shaking a little.
Don't be afraid, "Luo Ya, give me a bottle of vitality water to get rid of evil spirits."
As Minghe said this, she stretched out her hand to take the drink without looking back.
At this moment, she suddenly came back to her senses, hadn't Roloya gone out a long time ago?
So, what was watching TV just now and whether the person behind her was a human or a ghost?
At this moment, Minghe felt his outstretched hand grasp a soft object.
It was cool and sticky, as if his hand was stained with some kind of red dye.
Minghe groaned inwardly, and then she made up her mind, knowing that she would die, she immediately turned her head.
"Oh ghost"
Minghe's voice stopped suddenly, and he fainted from the shock.
The screen suddenly went dark, and a blue figure with a big head and a small body that looked like an alien was reflected on the screen.
A short blue hand slowly reached over, and the red, yellow, and green lights flashed away.
Bang The door was kicked open suddenly, and the figures of Dian and Shaluo appeared in the gloomy and dark red room.
He frowned, he was acting like a monster.
Sarao quickly turned on the light, and then saw that the window covered by black curtains had already been opened, letting in the slightest bit of cold wind.
There are also strange footprints, snack scraps, and confused Ming He on the ground.
"Hypnotized."
Dian and Shaluo made their judgment almost in unison.
After they finished speaking, they looked at each other in surprise, and then showed the slightest appreciation at the same time.
At this moment, the two thick black men cherished each other and nodded.
"Big Yu Monster, or Little Gray Monster."
Sha Luo began to search for other traces, and Dian slid the mouse to light up the screen.
When he saw the scary paragraph, his face became strange.
This thing seems to have been written by him.
No, no, it should be said to be one of the stories he once told the dream monster.
"Naruto-chan actually likes this."
Sarao glanced at it without caring, "It's fake at first glance.
He is indeed a child."
Dian was silent for a moment, "No, it's true.
This is my personal experience."
The smile on Sarao's face froze when she heard this, because she could tell that what the other person said was true: