Chu Sheng wanted to turn on the light to find the remote control, but unexpectedly found that no matter how much he pressed the switch, the light would not turn on.

He had no choice but to find the remote control in the dark and turn off the TV.

Lying on the sofa in a daze, trying to squint for a while, after a snorting sound, the TV automatically turned on again.

Chu Sheng, who was already sleepy and confused, angrily walked to the power supply of the TV and unplugged the main plug.

The TV finally stopped turning on automatically.

A burst of urine hit, Chu Sheng got up and walked towards the toilet in the dark.

And just as he arrived at the bathroom, the unplugged TV in the living room was turned on again.

This time, a white child appeared on the TV, the kind of whiteness that only the dead can have. Looking at his size, he is about two or three years old. His whole face was exactly the same as that of the golden boy in the living room.

When Chu Sheng finished peeing and was about to come out, the picture of the TV gradually turned into a snowflake, and the little white child inside had a gloomy smile on his face.

It didn't matter if he smiled, his mouth full of nails was exposed, and if anyone saw this, they would definitely be scared to death.

When Chu Sheng returned to the living room again, the TV flashed and turned off automatically.

Lying on the sofa, Chu Sheng snorted in less than a minute.

At this point, the TV turned on again.

The little white child inside slowly floated out of it with a solemn smile.

It crawled onto Chu Sheng's body, and its small mouth full of fangs sucked sharply at his mouth.

saw a transparent figure floating out of Chu Sheng's body.

That is Chu Sheng's soul!

Ghost Man Tong happily sucked and sucked at this soul, and there were constantly gaseous things on Chu Sheng's soul that were sucked away by it.

Ten minutes later, Ghost Man Tong returned to the Golden Boy Buddha statue with satisfaction.

At this time, Chu Sheng's soul also returned to his physical body.

Chu Sheng woke up, trembling and waking up.

He felt weird.

It's already summer in Jiangbei, and the temperature is as high as 32 degrees today, why is he chilling now?

He went back to the bedroom and covered the whole three quilts, still feeling his teeth chatter with cold.

It's a pity that Chu Sheng doesn't know that his current face is as white as a dead man.

Chu Sheng, who was wrapped in a quilt, was still muttering to himself: "Huang Chengcheng, Chen Mo, wait, I'm ...... I'm going to ask for you...... You're good-looking! ”

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Huang Tingcheng has always felt that someone is secretly staring at him recently.

This feeling is especially strong at night.

The night before yesterday, when she got up to go to the toilet at night, she passed by the mirror in the dormitory, and she could clearly feel that there was a white shadow flashing inside.

She was so scared that she didn't even dare to pee, and she didn't dare to go to the toilet until dawn.

I thought I was too tired recently, coupled with lack of sleep, and hallucinations, and I should be fine after taking a rest.

Unexpectedly, her hallucinations appeared more and more frequently.

Counting yesterday, she hadn't been able to rest properly for five days, and her eyes were scary. The whole person looked wilted and had no energy at all.

Chen Mo asked her what was going on, and she could only say that she hadn't rested well. Because she herself doesn't know what's going on.

That night, Huang Chengcheng went to the toilet in advance, and he didn't dare to drink much water this day, wanting to make up for his sleep.

At about three o'clock in the morning, Huang Chengcheng, who was sleeping soundly on his side, felt as if something was scratching him behind him.

I thought it was something like a small bug, but Huang Chengcheng didn't open his eyes.

"Hey, hey, hey~~~~"

The sharp and eerie doll laughter loomed behind Huang Chengcheng, and gradually, the source of this laughter pressed into her ears.

At this time, Huang Chengcheng was already sleepy, she opened her eyes, and wanted to turn over to see what was happening.

But she was surprised to find that her whole body was out of control. No matter how hard she tried, her body just couldn't move.

Obviously, he can clearly see everything in front of him, and he has a very clear consciousness, but his body just can't move, which makes Huang Tingcheng think of a word - ghost press.

Thinking of this, Huang Tingcheng, who was extremely scared, shook his body desperately, and suddenly, Huang Tingcheng felt as if his body had no weight, and flew up lightly.

Looking down, Huang Chengcheng was startled.

A child, white whiter than chalk, was sucking some golden gas on her body with her mouth open.

Probably sensing that Huang Tingcheng was looking at him, the little white boy looked up at Huang Tingcheng and smiled gloomily, revealing a mouth full of jagged sharp teeth.

In the next second, the little ghost who was sucking the yang energy in Huang Tingcheng's body opened his bloody mouth coldly, spit out a tongue like a snake, and rushed towards Huang Tingcheng's soul.

Huang Tingcheng wanted to run, but found that she couldn't escape within five meters of her body.

After a burst of pain that penetrated his soul, Huang Chengcheng's soul struggled, trying to break free from the little ghost's bite.

But she found that this little ghost seemed to be playing, biting herself for a while, then letting herself go, and then chasing after herself and biting for a while. Just like this, the cycle was biting until dawn, and Huang Chengcheng's soul was already dying.

The little ghost wanted to bite Huang Chengcheng to death, but helplessly, it was already dawn, so he had to spit out his long tongue, plunge into the wall, and disappear.

When Huang Chengcheng woke up, it was already 12 noon.

The whole body was paralyzed and weak, and the mind was empty, as if there was no soul.

The phone next to the pillow rang, and Huang Chengcheng picked up the phone with great difficulty, and found that it was a text message sent by a friend inviting him to lunch. Only then did Huang Tingcheng realize that it was already noon.

Like a robot, after washing up in a mess, Huang Tingcheng stood in front of the mirror and found that his face was ugly like a dead man, haggard.

His brain was still pounding like a drum, and Huang Tingcheng just wanted to lie down in bed and go to sleep for a while.

But as soon as she thought that she would have to take Chinese class today, and her beloved Di Xiao was still waiting for her, she cheered up, changed into a beautiful set of clothes, and walked down the teacher's dormitory building.

When he was about to walk to the door of the classroom, Chen Mo saw Huang Chengcheng from a distance.

Because of his extraordinary eyesight, Chen Mo could see Huang Chengcheng's haggard appearance from a long distance.

Her eyes, in particular, are particularly scary.

The circles under his eyes were dark, as if he hadn't slept in months, his eyes were sloppy, and he barely had any focus.

This can no longer be explained by lack of sleep.

What happened to Huang Chengcheng?

(ps: Tomorrow I will go to the senior writer training class of Tencent Literature in Shanghai, and the old students and Zhuge Wanjun will go, just so that we can have a meal together, noodles, hee hee hee ~~~~)