"It's him!" The moment Wen Qingshui saw Wang Ming, he almost couldn't restrain himself from rushing forward, but was stopped by Wang Ling.

"What are you doing?!" Wen Qingshui glared at Wang Ling.

"Calm down, don't be easily influenced by resentment." It's not a good thing to be too deeply affected by resentment, although he has a way to resolve it, but if he can overcome it, it is better to do it himself.

Wang Ling believed that Wen Qingshui could control it well, and he could calmly choose the time before Wen Qingshui died, and did not act impulsively, although in the end he still did not escape the fate of death.

"I see." Wang Ling and Wen Qingshui looked at each other for a long time, and Wen Qingshui finally looked away.

"Don't worry, he can't escape, and you don't have to worry about it these days."

"Yes, he can't escape."

Wang Ming didn't know that in his room, his fate had been decided by Wang Ling and Wen Qingshui.

Wang Ming walked around the room irritably, waiting for the latest news about Wang Ling.

During this time, Wang Ming's mind was full of Wang Ling's peerless beauty, and now he doesn't think about eating all day long, and he looks much thinner than before.

"You're so charming." Smelling Qingshui, he sensed that Wang Ming's thoughts were a little apprehensive. A girl of mine completely lost to a man in appearance.

"Thank you for the compliment, it's really troublesome to be too charming, I don't want to be remembered by men every day." Wang Ling smiled and responded.

“”

Wen Qingshui gritted his teeth and looked at Wang Ling, eager to reward him with a face-breaking fist.

Wen Qingshui was completely calm, and the last trace of impulse disappeared.

"Thank you."

"You and I still need to be polite, it's too angry."

"We're not as familiar as you say."

"Jingle Bell~~Jingle Bell~~"

The moment he heard the phone ringtone, Wang Ming picked up the phone suddenly, and subconsciously wanted to connect it, but the moment his finger was placed on the screen, it stopped.

Because the name displayed on the screen is - Smell the water.

A familiar and unfamiliar name for Wang Ming.

Wang Ming's hand shook, the phone fell to the ground, and the ringtone still kept ringing.

Wang Ming stared at the mobile phone on the ground, but there was no other information on the screen except for the three words Wen Qingshui, Wang Ming was also very sure that his mobile phone could not have any information about Wen Qingshui, his mobile phone was bought some time ago.

Not only that, but the three black fonts on the mobile phone screen were gradually becoming distorted, and the color had also changed to the color of blood, which even gave Wang Ming a feeling that he was about to overflow.

In fact, it really overflowed.

Bright red blood continued to spill out of the phone screen and flow down the floor to Wang Ming's feet.

Wang Ming shuddered in fright, and quickly retreated backwards, until his body was tightly pressed against the wall.

At this time, Wang Ming was very frightened, he had never seen such a strange situation.

The blood was still spilling, and the bell was still ringing.

All Wang Ming heard was the sound and the constant ringing, and the TV on the wall was obviously still playing, but there was no sound.

Wang Ming wanted to make a voice for help, but found that he couldn't make any sound either, no matter how hard Wang Ming tried, he couldn't succeed.

A bone-chilling chill swept through Wang Ming's body, and boundless terror lingered in Wang Ming's heart.

Just when the horror in Wang Ming's heart was about to rise to the limit, everything disappeared like a phantom.

Wang Ming collapsed on the floor, as if he had experienced strenuous exercise, gasping for breath, and the sound of the TV was heard in his ears again.

Wang Ming stared at the mobile phone on the floor in horror, worried that the mobile phone would ring again.

Such a strange situation was beyond Wang Ming's imagination, and Wang Ming, who had done too many bad things, was extremely scared and felt that the whole house was not safe.

Thinking of this, Wang Ming hurriedly got up from the ground and stumbled towards the door.

It was only a few meters away, and Wang Ming felt so far away for the first time, as if a century had passed in just a few seconds.

The moment he opened the door, Wang Ming's breathing suddenly stagnated, and the smile on his face instantly froze, slightly distorted.

The moment he thought he had escaped, Wang Ming found that what he saw was not a courtyard overgrown with flowers and plants, but a dam by the reservoir and a line of dams in the distance.

It was just the moment when Wang Ming blinked, everything disappeared like a welcome, and Wang Ming, who came back to his senses, saw that he was standing at the door of his house, and the scorching sun shone on Wang Ming, which made Wang Ming feel a little warmer.

At this time, the driver was already waiting for Wang Ming at the door.

Wang Ming hurriedly got into the car and said, "Go!" Come on!! The farther away from here, the better!! ”

Wang Ming glanced at the house in shock.

Suddenly, I saw a familiar face in a window, it was the one who had been dead for three years - Wen Qingshui.

Seeing Wen Qingshui surpassing him and smiling, horror once again crawled into Wang Ming's heart.

This made the driver of the car beat a drum in his heart, and said that his boss must have encountered something unclean.

Not long after driving, the driver found that he had not stepped on the accelerator, but the car was constantly accelerating, and no matter how he stepped on the brakes, it was useless.

"What's going on?"

Wang Ming saw the anxious sweaty driver and said dissatisfiedly.

"The car was accelerating for some reason, but the brakes failed."

Wang Ming's face turned pale, and the breath of death lingered in Wang Ming's heart, and Wang Ming only felt that his lower body was moist.

This is Wang Ming's first time since he can remember - incontinence.

After reaching a critical point, the brakes are restored.

Fortunately, the quality of the car was absolutely passable, and there was no rollover when I braked sharply, and after taxiing for a distance, I stopped at the intersection, and almost crashed the car.

Wang Ming hurriedly opened the car door, he didn't dare to sit in any car anymore.

I don't want to experience the feeling of brushing shoulders with death again.

Fortunately, Wang Ming never encountered such a strange situation again.

"Why don't you just let me kill him?"

"I didn't see you kill them directly."

"I ......" Wen Qingshui wanted to refute Wang Ling and said that he was lost by resentment, but he couldn't say anything when the words came to his mouth.

"What's the scariest thing about direct horror movies?" Wang Ling then said: "It's not the final death, it's the process. Compared to the process, the ending is not terrifying, at least in my opinion. ”

Wang Ling remembered that when he watched horror movies before his death, with the development of the plot, the terrifying and weird music, the rendering of the venue and the psychology of the characters, these processes would make Wang inspiration nervous and afraid, once the ghosts appeared, the atmosphere was not as strong as before.

(Tianjin)