"Once upon a time, there was a man who won a lot of money by participating in a lottery, so he moved into a strange and luxurious villa. Since that day, every night, he would have the same dream. In the dream, there was a man whose whole body was Bloody, hair disheveled, ten-fingered evil ghost chased him, every time he would escape to hide under the bed, but every time the evil ghost chased to the bedside, he stopped chasing him and fell asleep on the bed instead.
As time went by, this person became more and more afraid, so he invited a Taoist priest to ask what happened here. As soon as the Taoist entered the room, he rushed directly into the man's bedroom and turned over his bed board. As a result, the man saw a mummy nailed under his bed board. The face of the corpse was smiling, neither rotten nor smelly , and there are not many corpse spots on the body.
The Taoist told the man that the mummy was sucking the yang energy of the person on the bed every night. The reason why the man had nightmares was that he was running out of time. , will crawl out from under the bed and replace the person lying on the bed. And that person's dream will come true, he will never wake up again, the person lying on the bed will be an evil spirit, and he himself will be nailed under the bed, becoming a new mummy.
The man was terrified after hearing this, and hurriedly thanked the Taoist priest for saving his life, but the Taoist priest said..." Wang Xu stopped here.
Albert swallowed: "What did the Taoist say?"
Wang Xu chuckled: "It's okay to tell you, today you sleep on the floor and I sleep on the bed."
Albert hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed: "Okay, tell me quickly."
Wang Xu said with a sullen face: "The Taoist said...you're welcome. In fact, I'm also afraid that he will come out, because if he does, he will nail me back under the bed again!"
Albert wiped off his cold sweat after hearing this, and then consciously gave up the bed.
"Brother Wang, it's past eleven o'clock now, so let's not tell this kind of story..."
Wang Xu lay down on the bed, put a big character, and moaned comfortably: "Are you afraid of this? Then you are still a ghost hunting world?"
Elbert said: "Those zombies, ghosts, demons, monsters, etc., even if I eat people in front of me, I am not afraid, but the story you told makes my hair stand on end..."
Wang Xu closed his eyes: "So, the most terrifying thing in this world does not come from senses such as sight, smell, but human psychology. As the saying goes, fear is born from the heart, and imagination is the source of fear. No matter what monsters or monsters , as long as you despise them mentally and pay attention to them in battle, there is nothing to be afraid of."
Albert nodded, and estimated that it would take him a long time to digest Wang Xu's teachings. Of course, Wang Xu's words were improvised, he just wanted to find something to talk about.
"By the way, I'll sleep for a while now. Don't sleep in the first half of the night. Continue to monitor the entire inn with your spiritual sense. Wake me up at around two o'clock. I'll watch in the second half of the night."
Albert replied: "Okay." After that, he leaned on his backpack and lay down on the ground, closing his eyes and resting his mind.
Wang Xu opened one eye: "Don't fall asleep..."
"I used to be a bum and never slept very deeply."
In the end, Wang Xu couldn't help but said: "Also, you must pay attention to Yan Li next door. If something happens to this young lady, I will be very responsible."
Albert dealt with it, and stopped talking. Wang Xu didn't like to talk too much, so she fell asleep with her head depressed.
Unlike Elbert, Wang Xu is the kind of person who can fall asleep as soon as his head touches the pillow no matter where he is, so he will not wake up soon.
Albert closed his eyes and felt everything around him with his spiritual sense. There are four floors in this inn, and there are many rooms. He can feel the breath of all living beings. Those souls are like candles in the dark night, as if they are near So close, but so far away.
Suddenly, a strange face suddenly appeared in front of Albert, like a little boy, but there was an indescribable sense of incongruity in that face. He suddenly opened his eyes, and found that he was no longer in the hotel room, but lying in a villa, to be precise, it was a big bed in this villa.
It was the first time for Albert to step into a ghost realm. Although he knew the principle, he was still a little uneasy.
He got out of bed and looked around vigilantly. He couldn't detect any soul's reaction with his spiritual sense, which made Albert very puzzled. Could this be a trick played by ghosts in the ghost realm
Suddenly, his attention was attracted by the big bed in the middle of the room. I don't know if it was because of Wang Xu's previous story, or some unknown force. At this moment, Albert strongly felt that there was something hidden under the bed.
Unable to suppress the strong impulse, he lifted the bed board almost instinctively, and at this moment, the scene in front of Albert changed again. What he lifted was not the bed board, but a coffin, a coffin The person lying in the middle is himself!
Albert took a few steps back. He tried to calm down and told himself that these were all hallucinations, but the feeling of fear continued to invade his heart.
A child's hand stretched out from the corpse of "Elbert". It broke out, and the intestines were still hanging between the small fingers, and then the blood gushed out from the abdominal cavity. The coffin overflowed in seconds, and the corpse in the coffin was completely covered with plasma, and the floor of the room became greasy. When Albert looked down, the blood had already reached his knees.
Then, a child gradually crawled out of the coffin. Albert couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman, nor could he see what it looked like, because it was a bloody man, and he quickly climbed out of the coffin. Melted into this blood pool-like room.
Albert deeply felt his own powerlessness. Although he already had the level of spiritual knowledge that could touch ghosts, at this moment, he was at a loss, and there was nothing left in his mind except fear.
Naturally, the ghost did not give him time to think, the blood had already reached his waist, and Albert found that there was no door in this room, so he slowly approached the window, trying to break through it, but at the same time At the same time, he clearly felt a pair of small hands grabbing his ankles. The strength of these hands was obviously not like that of a child, but more like a giant. Elbert's feet could no longer move.
He struggled, but soon realized that there was nothing he could do. The blood slowly rose to his chest and neck. In this blood, he couldn't use his strength, and he couldn't even break the glass in front of him.
Finally, blood flooded his head and poured into his mouth and nose, his lungs were failing, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.
Death has come quietly.