Chapter 171: Kuman Thong

The night is like a black mandala, deep and mysterious, and it makes people look away. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Does this thing really grant any wish?" Several students sat around and looked curiously at Kuman Tong on the grass, and the white doll was half-closed, as if it would open at any moment, which made me shudder.

One of them nodded, his eyes looked down, and he looked like a fairy wind bone: "This thing is what I have cultivated for seven seven and forty-nine days, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon......"

"He bought it online."

"Damn, can you not say it."

Everyone could laugh, but the doll seemed to have magical powers, and soon everyone's attention was drawn back to it.

"So what are you waiting for, don't start yet." The five of them couldn't wait and couldn't wait to jump.

They held hands and formed Kuman Thong in a circle, and then began to mutter.

Among them was a little fat man, yes, the timid little fat man. He turned his head to see that the others were seriously chanting the mantra, but they couldn't understand what was being said.

After reading it, several people discussed in a low voice what they wished, "I'm not greedy, as long as I pass all the exams." "This person's name is Zhang Kai, and he is also friends with Zhang Chengshuai. As soon as he finished speaking, the other three mercilessly laughed at him, laughing at him for that.

Zhang Kai smiled "hehe", and he asked the person next to him, "Du Fei, what wish are you going to make?" ā€

"Needless to say, let Cheng Shuai come back and put diamonds with him."

Since Zhang Chengshuai hit the ghost, he has rarely had time to play with a few of them, and at night, he hurried home as if he was afraid of hitting the ghost.

In fact, they didn't know that Zhang Chengshuai had indeed hit a ghost.

As if he hadn't heard, Du Fei just let go of his hand and said coldly, "Just feed it the blood now." ā€

"Okay, I'll do it first." Zheng Song on the side picked up the blade that had been prepared, hesitated two or three times at his fingers, and then gritted his teeth before cutting it, and the corners of his mouth twitched in pain.

Just as he was about to drip blood on Kuman Thong's body, suddenly a foot reached over and stepped on Kuman Thong's body, "and stomped a few times mercilessly."

Everyone looked up at him: "What are you doing, Chubby?" ā€

Chubby shook his head, the fat on his face dangled: "Let's, let's stop playing, in case, in case, if it's really evil......"

"Cut, you coward."

"You don't know, really, there are really ghosts, you don't believe it to ask Cheng Shuai, you, do you know why he didn't come to class, he was haunted by ghosts."

Du Fei and the others laughed when they heard it, and they leaned back and fell back with laughter, as if they had heard a big joke.

"He's a pure yang body."

"Hahaha."

The more serious Chubby is, the more cheerful they laugh.

"Okay, Chubby, you don't know Cheng Shuai, you can't brag about the draft, you were fooled by him." Zheng Song looked down at Kuman Thong, who had been crushed by his trampling, and white powder was sprinkled out of it, and it was said that Kuman Thong was filled with baby ashes.

"Look at you, it's all broken for me, and I have to buy it again." Zheng Song shouted angrily.

Xiaopang was anxious: "I'm really not lying to you, there are really ghosts in this world, let's stop playing this." ā€

Zheng Song said impatiently: "Let's not be bored and have some fun, it's okay now, it's over, go back to sleep." ā€

A few people had to give up and get up and walk towards the dormitory, but for some reason, Chubby looked at their backs and always felt that something was following them. But when he tried to see it carefully, there was nothing.

He looked at Kuman Thong on the ground, shivered all over his body, and hurried home.

Except for Chubby, those are all living on campus. Late at night, just as he was sleeping soundly, he suddenly heard children running around in their dormitory, and the laughter of children, saying, "I want more." ā€

Open and confused, trying to wake up but can't wake up. After some time, he felt the little child run to his bed and start sucking his fingers. The cold sweat on his body broke out, feeling the strength of his body slowly passing, he tried his best, and suddenly opened his eyes, oh my God! It turned out to be a baby, with an umbilical cord still dragging on his navel, a pair of black eyes, a mouth full of sharp teeth, and pointed nails, which was sucking his blood at the moment.

By the time Zhang Kai woke up again, it was already dawn, and he felt weak and weak, as if he had been hollowed out. "Last night, was that a dream?" He opened his eyes and looked at his fingers, wondering why there was a cut on his finger. Looking at the dormitory again, everyone else has panda eyes. "What's the matter, didn't you sleep well?"

"Don't mention it, I had a nightmare last night." Du Fei of the upper bunk said.

Zheng Song was suddenly stunned, and said quietly: "It can't be that I dreamed that a child sucked your blood, right?" ā€

Du Fei's eyes widened instantly: "You, how do you know, don't you ...... too?"

Several people in the dormitory glanced at each other, and they all had such dreams. "It's not good, it can't be that we broke Kuman Thong and made him angry and came back with us, right?" Du Fei said.

"What!" Several people were dumbfounded, "What then?" ā€

Du Fei was dumbfounded, and the room was suddenly extremely weird.

Late at night, I always come as promised. Opening their dormitory room was as dead silent as if frozen in time, and suddenly a string of light laughter came from nowhere, obviously the child's innocent laughter, but it revealed a chilling sense of suffocation. "Blood...... I want blood......" The voice echoed through the room for a long time.

"Brothers, do it!" Suddenly, the lights in the dormitory were turned on, and a group of people rushed up and wrapped Kuman Thong with a yellow rope.

The Kuman Thong let out a piercing scream and flew out the window. They opened their hands and grabbed the yellow rope and pulled him back. Seeing that he couldn't escape, Gu Man Tong opened his teeth and claws and wanted to fight to the death, so he opened up and took out a wine bottle, drank a big sip and sprayed it towards Gu Man Tong.

Kuman Tong suddenly screamed, opened it and threw it into the cupboard. After all, Kuman Tong is a child's evil spirit, children are disgusted with wine, and the yellow rope is an evil thing, and it has been soaked in wine, just enough to restrain Gu Man Tong.

The Kuman Thong slammed into the cabinet and was silent for a while.

"What now?" Du Fei asked.

A few people were sucked a lot of blood by that Kuman Tong last night, and they haven't recovered yet, and they just tossed like this, and their bodies are almost shaky, "I don't have any good solutions, ...... tomorrow We'll talk about it tomorrow. A few people had to go to bed first.

However, in the middle of the night, Zhang Kai began to have that nightmare again, and he dreamed that Kuman Thong was standing by his bed again and sucking his blood. This night, Zhang Kai slept as deeply as he had never been, as if he would never wake up.

The next day was almost dusk, and Zhang Song came back from the dream of the ghost gate, and he sat up with his body propped up, as if he was terminally ill.

"Zheng Song, Du Fei......" Zhang Kai shouted, and then held on to the bed frame and tried to stand up. The room was quiet, and no one answered him. He looked at the cabinet, and when it was open, Kuman Thong had escaped. He secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good, and his vision in front of him was also vague, "Zheng Song." He shouted again, and then walked up to Zheng Song, only to see that his face was black and blue, and his cheeks were sunken, like a mummy. (To be continued.) )