"Four, I need to remind you before you speak."

The man sitting first on the right side of the table turned his head and glanced at Chen Ge: "All the stories you tell here must be true, we have our own methods to verify, if you are making up something, then you will be punished accordingly." ”

"I know the rules."

"Let's get started."

Chen Ge thought for a while, ready to tell his first story.

"This is a real incident that happened to my friend."

"My friend's surname is Wang, and he loves his wife very much, but his wife disappeared mysteriously a few months ago."

"He called the police, searched for his wife all over the street, and posted missing person notices in his hands to every corner of the city."

"Everyone thinks he is very pitiful, and after the police who assisted him in the investigation, they also found that he loves his wife very much, almost to the point of spoiling, so he understands his approach very well."

"But sympathy is sympathy, how can there be so many fairy tales in this world."

"After searching for half a year, his wife is still nowhere to be found, and the police have long given up and treated him as a missing person, but he is still insisting on searching, which seems to have become the only motivation for him to live."

"He went out very early during the day, went out with a missing person notice, and didn't come back until late at night."

"I kept repeating it for a long time, until one day, the hard work paid off, and he suddenly received a message from his wife."

"Help Me ......"

"It was sent from his wife's mobile phone, there were only three words, but it made him feel extremely frightened!"

"There is a secret buried in his heart that he has never told outsiders, in fact, he caused his wife's disappearance, he killed his own wife and hid it."

"He went out every day to look for himself, exhausting himself, just to numb himself and relieve the guilt he felt about his wife."

"But he didn't expect his wife, who had died, to really reply to the message."

"He panicked and took his wife out of the partition mezzanine of the old house and drove her to bury her in a remote suburb."

"I thought this matter could end here, but who knew that something even more terrifying would happen."

"Whenever he woke up from his sleep, his wife's clothes would appear next to his bed, as if his wife had been here at night!"

"How can the person he buried with his own hands come back?"

When he woke up, he took his tools and went to the suburbs to send his wife further afield.

"But no matter what he does, whenever he wakes up, he will find that his wife's things always appear inexplicably."

"His wife seems to be alive and will run to him when he falls asleep."

"He was getting more and more scared, and he always received messages from his wife on his phone, but he didn't remember the messages at all, all of them were sent after he fell asleep."

"The situation is getting worse and worse, and sometimes when he wakes up in the morning, he even finds himself wearing the same clothes that his wife wore when she was dying."

"He was about to break down, and he felt that the problem was still with his wife, so he drove to the place where he was buried and moved his wife one last time."

"In order to prevent his wife from coming back to him at night, he came up with a very crazy method, he built his wife into the wall of an old ruined house."

He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his wife merge with the wall, feeling that his wife would finally not come to him again.

Chen Ge said that it came to an abrupt end: "My story is finished. ”

"Finished?" The people on either side of the table were listening: "What about the back?" What happened to your friend? ”

Chen Ge tells the story of Wang Qi, who is tempted to say that my "friend" finally met me and is now in the police station.

"You're not done with this story, are you?" The man sitting first on the left was a little irritable.

"That's all I know, and I'm going to make it up later." Chen Ge changed his voice, and he felt a little vicissitudes when he listened to it.

Halfway through the story, the first man on the left side of the table exchanged glances with the others, and together they looked at the fifth person on the left.

The man's whole body was shrouded in a black robe, and no skin was exposed, which was very mysterious.

Sensing the gaze of other people, the fifth person on the left said lightly: "I can't see through him a little, but his story should be true." ”

"It's a good story, but I don't like it." The first person on the left put his left hand on the table, which seems to be how they voted.

Eight of the remaining nine people had their left hands on the table, but the man who liked Chen Ge's mask did not say anything.

"With one abstention and nine votes in favor, it looks like tonight's staple has been decided." The man on the left laughed suspiciously, and the other people looked at Chen Ge with bad intentions.

Chen Ge called out to Zhang Ya in his heart, but still did not respond, he felt that if he didn't do something, something bad would happen.

"Don't worry, this is just my first story." Chen Ge was very calm, and the human skin mask on his face twisted into an ugly smile: "I said, I still have a lot of stories. ”

Originally, the three newcomers in front of them were relieved, but they became nervous again when they heard him say this.

"A lot of stories?" The man who liked his mask looked at Chen Ge: "The rules of the Strange Talk Association are that if you have told enough three strange stories that are completely true and recognized by everyone, you can make a request or choose to quit. If you could tell us two more real weird stories, maybe we'll have a new perspective on you. ”

His statement was also affirmed by others, only the first man on the right side hesitated slightly: "Ten, you seem to value this newcomer very much?" ”

"I just thought he was funny."

The black-robed people on either side of the table also seem to have their own numerical numbers, and they never call each other by name, not even by pronouns.

"It's not so easy to tell completely true weird stories, and ordinary people will have collapsed after experiencing it once or twice." The first man on the left withdrew his left hand: "I hope he didn't make it stupid." ”

Chen Ge didn't interrupt the conversation of several black-robed people, he was already delaying time.

"Tell me your other stories."

"My second story is still a real incident that happened to my friend."

Chen Ge first told the story of the little boy Fan Yu who witnessed his parents fall into the well and lived with the murderer's aunt and a room of ghosts.

Then the story of the pen fairy and the depressed girl is told.

He found that Zhang Ya still hadn't woken up, and in order to delay time, he told the story that Mennan's deputy personality always dreamed of washing his hair at night, and the monster was getting closer and closer.

In the end, he stood in Xu Yin's perspective and told the story of a girl who loved a girl deeply and was tortured.

Several stories are completely true, and after all the stories are told, all the members of the association here stopped talking one by one.

What is it like to be a life experience?

Friends are either crazy or perverted, and there will always be a tragic death every few years, and the most important thing is that they all have accidents, this guy is still running alive and vigorously to tell stories, is he the real mastermind behind the scenes?