The get out of class bell rang.
The students in the classroom seemed to have regained their freedom and rushed out impatiently. Shen Dongqing wanted to find Wu Jia from the next class, but he was caught in the crowd and walked out involuntarily.
After leaving the classroom, Wu Jia was no longer seen.
The inch board man smiled and said, "What's wrong with you today, you look so strange?"
Shen Dongqing said: "I also think it's very strange."
The inch board man scratched his head and asked, "What's so strange?"
Shen Dongqing couldn't tell, but he just felt strange.
The cunning man saw that Shen Dongqing's soul was restless, so he simply dragged him to the cafeteria.
It is now the noon break, and the cafeteria is full of people.
The Cunban Man and Shen Dongqing were delayed for a while, and they arrived late. After a long queue, they arrived at the window. When they saw that there were only leftovers left.
The hand of the aunt who beat the rice is very ruthless, and it takes three shakes to beat a spoon, and even less is scooped into the plate.
Shen Dongqing picked up a piece of dish that she didn't know what it was and took a bite carefully, her face suddenly colorful: "I finally know what's wrong..."
The inch board man stopped eating: "What?"
Shen Dongqing: "There must be something wrong with this world, the food here is too bad!"
The inch-pan man almost spit out the rice: "Okay, it's not a matter of a day or two that the cafeteria food is unpalatable. If you really can't eat it, you can go back to the bubble noodles later."
Shen Dongqing has never been a picky eater, but faced with this dish, he really couldn't eat it, so he put down his chopsticks and waited for the inch-pan man to finish eating.
The inch board man also ate with relish.
Shen Dongqing lowered his head and touched his pocket, from which he took out two cards, one of which was an ice cream with stick figures, and the other was a drawing of a kitchen door.
He stared at these two cards for a long time, but he couldn't remember what they were used for, but he could carry them with him, and they should be important things, so he stuffed them back.
The inch board man finished his meal, touched his mouth, and said, "Come on, there is no class in the afternoon, let's go back to the dormitory to play games."
Everything was so normal, except for that extraordinarily bad lunch.
Across the pocket, Shen Dongqing pinched the two cards, but felt a sense of disobedience everywhere.
It's like... the world isn't supposed to be like this.
The three people in the same bed were sitting on the computer table and fighting, Shen Dongqing ate a bucket of instant noodles and lay on the bed. He took out his mobile phone, trying to find useful information from it.
But after rummaging through all the communication tools and social software, the "Shen Dongqing" shown above is a student who is going to college, and there is nothing unusual.
The man with ear studs is still strange: "Holly, don't play games today? We have one less of five blacks, can you come?"
The inch board man said without looking back, "He's very strange today, and he doesn't know what's wrong."
Shen Dongqing lowered his head and could see the three boys staring at the screen, playing in full swing, sweat dripping from their faces.
Is he too weird
Shen Dongqing jumped off the bed, sat in his place, turned on the computer, and asked, "What are you guys playing?"
He should blend in with them and become normal.
More importantly... this game looks fun.
The people in the dormitory were all addicted to the world of the game, and unknowingly came to the middle of the night, and they all ordered takeaways for dinner to survive.
After 12 o'clock in the morning, the inch board man stopped and stretched: "Finally made the cut, it's not easy."
The man in the jersey scolded: "Those stupid elementary school students, shit, if it weren't for the elementary school students, they would have won the fuck."
The earring man released the mouse, clicked on a web page to browse, and suddenly said, "Why don't we play this game."
"What?" The inch board man leaned forward.
There is a dark-toned picture on the computer screen, the person above has his head bowed, his entire face is covered with black hair, his facial features cannot be seen clearly, and a white candle is standing in the center, burning a pale light, the lower part of the picture reads With bloody three words - ghost story.
The man with earrings said: "It's just playing 'ghost stories'. Each of us tells a ghost story. After we finish speaking, we blow out the white candle in front of us. It is said that this will summon the ghosts."
The others were bold, and as soon as they heard the proposal, they immediately agreed.
The inch-panel man also found a bundle of white candles under the bed and put them on the table: "Just the candles I bought last time when the power went out in the bedroom has leftovers."
The man in the jersey poked Shen Dongqing, who had been silent, with his elbow, and whispered, "Are you afraid?"
Shen Dongqing blinked: "No."
The jersey man didn't believe it: "Then why don't you speak?"
Shen Dongqing thought for a while and said, "Because... I think your actions of killing yourself are familiar."
As if he had seen it countless times.
The jersey man "cut": "Isn't it just telling ghost stories? Where did it die?"
The inch-panel man over there ran to turn off the lights in the bedroom, and closed the curtains again. Then someone moved something, making a screeching sound.
click-
The light of the lighter jumped and lit four candles, the pale candles barely illuminating the surroundings.
The four people in the dormitory sat on the ground around a small table, and in front of each of them was a burning candle, which illuminated their faces as white as paper.
In order to match the atmosphere, the cunning man deliberately lowered his voice and said quietly, "Then I'll be the first."
The candlelights of the others dimmed slightly, but the candlelight in front of the cunning man jumped and became more vigorous.
"Let me tell you a story that I have experienced." The inch board man said very mysteriously, "There is an abandoned teaching building in our school, do you all know?"
The others nodded subconsciously.
The inch board man continued: "It is said that a senior was deceived by a scumbag. One night, she committed suicide in teaching. At that time, she was pregnant with a child."
"That time when we played Truth or Dare, my friend asked me to go into the innermost part of the teaching building at night to take a picture. The wine was so cowardly, I went. I didn't find anything wrong in the future, so I ran to the innermost part, I was about to leave after taking the photo. Just then, I heard a piano sound not far away."
"The old teaching building had a music room. I thought those friends were scaring me, so I walked over to the sound of the piano, intending to beat them, but I walked to the music room and ran away without looking back. ."
The jersey man was fascinated and asked, "Why?"
The inch board man raised his eyes and glanced at him, and said strangely: "Because the senior sister committed suicide in the music room, the school sealed the music room directly afterwards."
Now that it's sealed, it's impossible for anyone to go in and play the piano.
So why is there a piano sound
There was a gust of wind blowing from nowhere in the closed bedroom.
The jersey man shuddered.
"I ran out of the teaching building and showed my friends the pictures I took. It was dark, but I could see something lying on my shoulders, like... an immature baby," said the inch board man.
"Then I couldn't sleep well all night and I could often hear the piano and the baby crying."
The voice fell, and in the silence, a cat meow came from downstairs, like a baby crying.
"Huh—" The inch board man blew out the candle in front of him and hid in the darkness.
"It's your turn."
The man in the jersey was still scared, but the man with the earring touched his earlobe and said, "I'll tell you a story I've personally experienced, also in our school."
"It is rumored that there was a senior who was very eager to learn. He was still studying in the self-study room in the middle of the night. He received a scholarship every semester. The teachers regarded him as a role model."
"The facilities in the study room are very old. One night, the electric fan on the ceiling came loose and fell directly, hitting the senior. There was only the senior in the study room, and it was discovered the next day. At that time, the blood of the senior was all over the place, and his eyes were still open until he died, looking at the book in his hand."
"Gradually, no one went to the study room, but one day, the goddess and I went out for a walk and wanted to find a quiet place to chat. We walked near the study room. I didn't think much about it at the time, so I went in."
"Just when the goddess and I were getting better, I suddenly found a person sitting in the study room, looking down at a book. The goddess is embarrassed, and we plan to change the place."
"Just as I was passing by that classmate, I suddenly realized something was wrong, and I left without looking back, pulling the goddess."
The man with ear studs paused for a while, then said, "Because I found that that classmate's book was covered in blood, and his skull was cut in half. It looks like the senior who died in the classroom."
"I was scared and curious, and finally I was resisted and curious, so I looked back."
"The man sat there staring straight at my back, and then with a 'bang', the electric fan fell off, and blood splattered all over the window."
"I hurriedly ran back to take a look, but there was nothing in it. I asked the goddess, and the goddess thought I was insane, and then the two of us blew it."
The jersey man laughed: "The horror of your ghost story is probably because the goddess blew it on you."
The man with earrings rolled his eyes at him and blew out his candle.
I don't know if it was a coincidence or not, the electric fan rotating above suddenly jammed, making a harsh sound, as if it was about to fall in the next second.
The man with ear studs may have a psychological shadow, so he moved his butt and moved away from under the electric fan.
The jersey man said, "Is it my turn? Then let me tell you a story that happened in the school."
"Am I not from the basketball team? In the past, there was a famous figure in our basketball team, and the little girl was so obsessed with it, but he himself was very concerned. He stepped on several boats at once, each of which was a beautiful woman, and we were all sore. no."
"But one day, things were exposed. There was a girl with a very strong personality. She called all his girlfriends and ran to the basketball hall to question him. This good guy, seven beauties came all at once, making a lot of noise. Yes, I surrounded the senior and said I want an explanation, who is the real girlfriend?"
"The senior was really bothered, and he was reluctant to give up. He threw a sentence, 'I only have one person, you and I are not willing to score, or we will go together.' After that, he went to play basketball."
"As a result, within two days, the senior was dismembered in the basketball hall and divided into seven pieces. It happened that seven girlfriends were one piece, but one head was missing. The police regarded those girlfriends as suspects, and they investigated one of them. neither."
The man with ear studs interjected: "Isn't this a simple murder case?"
The man in the jersey shook his head and said, "The murderer has not been found so far, but it is said that the senior found a female ghost as his girlfriend, and that head was taken away by the female ghost!"
"Then another day, something happened to my girlfriend and I. My girlfriend thought that I had something to do with a female classmate, and she didn't listen to what she said, and wanted to break up. Going to the basketball court to play and vent."
"At night, the basketball hall was empty. When I left, I bumped into a beautiful woman with a basketball in her arms. You know, man, I went up to chat."
At this time, there was a "cut" sound from the side.
The man in the jersey patted the man with the ear studs, and then said: "As a result, the big beauty said: 'You have a girlfriend, what should I do?', then I must say that I have broken up, and then the big girl said The beauty actually said: 'Since this is the case, I and your girlfriend will be half of each other'."
"I was overjoyed at first, I thought I had met a female Bodhisattva, but it didn't take long for me to be happy when I suddenly saw the photo of the senior on the wall. I was shocked, and I remembered the ending of the senior. Looking at it again, the beautiful woman hugged her in her arms. It's not a basketball at all, it's a head!"
"I was stupid at the time."
"Fortunately, my girlfriend came to the basketball court to find me and rescued me. Since then, I have been devoted to my girlfriend, but occasionally I heard the sound of basketball being shot outside the door at night."
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As if to match his words, there was the sound of a ball hitting the door.
The man in the shirt blows out the candle.
After the three of them finished speaking, only Shen Dongqing was left. They turned to stare at Shen Dongqing and said in unison, "It's your turn."
Shen Dongqing opened his eyes in confusion: "Ah? Is it my turn?"
The ghost story was so boring, he almost fell asleep.
The faces of the three were hidden in the darkness, and they said gloomily, "Aren't you afraid?"
Shen Dongqing rubbed his eyes: "It's so boring."
I don't know why, but he doesn't seem to be afraid of gods and ghosts from birth.
"Why?" In the darkness, the inch board man's voice was slightly deformed.
Shen Dongqing said strangely: "Didn't you say that? You must believe in science!" He also clenched his fist.
inch board man: …
The man in the jersey and the man with the earrings looked at each other: "It's your turn."
"Okay, then let me tell you a ghost story that I personally experienced."
"I met a ghost, and then..." Shen Dongqing yawned, "I beat the ghost."
other people:…
After waiting for a while, they did not wait for the end, and asked, "Then what?"
Shen Dongqing spread his hands: "Then the ghost ran away."
Others: What kind of ghost story is this? !
Shen Dongqing didn't care, he had finished speaking and blew out the candle in front of him.
All the candles were extinguished, and the bedroom was plunged into darkness again.
One got up to turn on the light, but before he touched the switch, a light source lit up in the bedroom.
Another candle was lit at the corner of the small table, and the faint light swayed, and a figure could be seen sitting there.
He huddled in the corner with his back slumped, his head lowered, his hair draped over his facial features, and he couldn't see what it looked like.
"It's my turn—" The figure's voice was hoarse and spoke slowly, "I'll tell you a story too."
Everyone froze.
There are four people in the dormitory, how come there is one more
The man with earrings trembled and said incoherently: "I see, at the end of the 'ghost story', a ghost will be summoned, and when the ghost finishes telling the story, we will all die!"
He got up and ran to the door quickly. He wanted to open the door and go out, but maybe he was too flustered and couldn't open the door, and finally slumped on the ground.
The man in the jersey was too frightened to move, and retreated to the corner with his hands and feet.
The extra person didn't care, and told the story to himself: "Once upon a time, someone in the dormitory started to tell ghost stories because of boredom. After telling a ghost story, he blew out a candle. But they don't know that this is actually a game of summoning spirits, and it will attract ghosts."
"They talked about the senior sister who committed suicide in the teaching building, the senior who was crushed to death in the study room, the basketball team player who was dismembered... They listened so deeply, they didn't notice there was another person next to me, no, ghost..."
"As long as the ghost finishes telling the story and blowing out the candle, everyone will die miserably. My story is finished..."
The three shivered and hugged each other.
The man with earrings said desperately: "He's talking about us!"
Shirt man: "Ah - I don't want to die!"
The inch board man still remembered Shen Dongqing: "Is there anyone else?"
They opened a gap and looked over, and found that Shen Dongqing was still sitting there, listening to the ghost telling a story.
The inch board man hurriedly said: "Holly! Come here! He's a ghost!"
Shen Dongqing suddenly realized: "So he is a ghost."
The inch board man was about to cry: "Come here!"
Shen Dongqing finally stood up, but instead of running, he rushed over, pressed the ghost to the ground, clenched his right fist, and smashed it down.
The figure who was still shivering with fright just now was beaten to the point of screaming.
Others began to suspect that something was wrong with their eyes: … wait, is it that hard
Shen Dongqing restrained the figure who was about to escape, and punched again.
—I don’t remember anything, but it’s the right thing to do!