Three years ago, a few college students spontaneously organized an outdoor expedition and came to this mountain in a group to find this hunter to spend the night.

The owner of the house, surnamed Hu, was about forty years old, his wife was in her forties, and the house had four rooms, two of which were guest rooms.

People who have seen Mr. Hu say that he is a depressed man, especially a pair of dull eyes, which makes people shudder.

This family is full of strange atmospheres, such as the faceless hostess.

At that time, the adventurous college students stayed here for two days, and they saw the legendary Mr. Hu, whose face was as cold as ice, and his whereabouts were mysteriously shuttling through the house.

The next day they didn't see the hostess come out to eat, and Mr. Hu said that his wife was not in good health and was resting in the room.

That night, one of the boys went out to the toilet and came back to take a look at Mr. Hu's room.

The candles were lit in the room, and it seemed that staccato voices could be heard from inside.

He leaned in and listened for a while, and gradually there was no sound again.

At this moment, the door suddenly opened, and Mr. Hu stood there expressionless, coldly asking him what was the matter.

He said that the proprietress was not in good health and wanted to visit.

Mr. Hu said that she was already asleep, so don't disturb her.

The man returned to the room in fear and immediately woke up the others.

He was quite sure that there was no one in the room except Mr. Hu, and the door was open to the outside of the room.

The eerie tension kept them awake all night, and on the morning of the third day, a few college students decided to find out.

They sneaked into Mr. Hu's room while he was in the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

Sure enough, there was no hostess at all, the room was clean and tidy, and there was a photo on the table, a middle-aged woman with dignified manners.

Presumably, this is Mr. Hu's wife.

Could it be that Mr. Hu was talking to the person in the photo last night?

The college students looked at each other, guessing, could it be that Mr. Hu has a mental problem?

In the dark night, it was silent and cool, the wind howled outside, and from time to time you could hear the rustle of leaves in the wind.

Listening to You Haoze's vivid description of the news three years ago, there was nothing strange in it, and Lin Zitong heard it in a cold sweat.

"Scared, huh?" Sensing her fear, You Haoze sighed helplessly and took the opportunity to pull her into his arms.

"What happened, why didn't you go on?" Lin Zitong's voice was hurried and flustered, frightened and curious, and couldn't help but ask.

"Do you dare to listen?"

"Hmm."

Suddenly, a boy screamed loudly, "Look, there's a freezer here?"

yes, how can you put a freezer in your bedroom?

They opened the freezer and saw a corpse.

Hearing this, Lin Zitong was so frightened that his hairs stood on end, and the whole person stuck to You Haoze like an octopus.

That man and a corpse spend their days together? Sleep in the freezer next to you at night?

It turned out that Mr. Hu's wife died of illness two years ago, and Mr. Hu was so grief-stricken that he was reluctant to cremate her, so he bought a freezer and stored her body inside.

He would talk to her every day, just like before, as if in his heart, his wife had never died.

As a result of this incident, it was only said that the relevant departments persuaded Mr. Hu to cremate the deceased in accordance with state regulations, and it was not reported again.