Then, Leng Qingfeng did not forget to blow out a candle in front of him. At this time, out of the eight candles, only seven remained. That means there are seven more horror stories!

"Next, I'll talk about it." Yan Hanyu said. The opening story of the cold breeze just now is really scary. A true story, if it's not scary, what kind of story is it scary.

Yan Hanyu closed his eyes, thought for a while, and then then spoke: "This story was told to me by a senior sister of my outer sect of the Tianshan Sect. She said that when she was a child, her grandmother told her about it. In the middle of the night, a door opened, and out came a man in pajamas, who took a waistcoat bag, carefully hid a knife in his pajamas, and staggered out the door. About two hours later, the man staggered into the house with a horse bag in his hand. At 7 o'clock, the woman woke up. She lay on the bed and looked back, next to the pillow was a bloody human head, stained red with the quilt and pillow. ”

"Xiao, Xiaoyu, don't you want to be so vigorous. This dog is a little afraid. At this moment, a cold sweat was already breaking out on Erha's forehead. Not only did cold sweat break out on Erha's forehead, but even Ye Chen was frightened, and his back was cold.

It's also horrible, wake up and look back. You can see that next to your pillow is a bloody human head, and the quilt and pillow have been dyed red. Close your eyes, lie on the bed with your pillow on your pillow, and imagine the scene. Will you still be able to sleep?

"Erha, are you so timid, a little bit like you, are you pretending to be a ghost. Haha, it's funny, Erha. Erha, don't make trouble, listen carefully to the story, this story has just begun. Yan Hanyu looked at Erha beside him, combed Erha's hair with his jade hand and said.

Yan Hanyu combed Erha's hair a few times, and then turned his head in the direction of the small round table. Yan Hanyu looked at everyone, continued to move her lips slightly, and continued to speak: "She smiled helplessly, lifted her head and walked to a room. Passing through another room, she saw the man still snoring in his pajamas. She washed up and hummed a song while eating breakfast. According to rumors in Mexico, this month, there have been more than a dozen homicides in Mexico, and the deceased were all beheaded by murderers with knives. She shook her head, another wry smile. After eating, she walked into the room where the head had been placed. ”

"What happened in Mexico, I said I think I've heard about it. At that time, this matter caused a stir in Mexico. You go on. "Cool breeze, this is what I noticed. I just made one of the most annoying mistakes, that is, interrupting others. When he was speaking just now, he was interrupted by others, and Leng Qingfeng knew this feeling. And now, I'm really interrupting others. Isn't this just that only the state officials are allowed to set fires, and the people are not allowed to light lamps. Because Leng Qingfeng is a self-aware person, Leng Qingfeng, who originally wanted to continue, hurriedly stopped.

Yan Hanyu then spoke: "In this room, there are human heads of different appearances, all of which are cleaned and sealed in transparent covers. The woman sat down in front of a drawing board, picked up a paintbrush and began to draw a human head. The man was actually her boyfriend, and after the two lived together, she told him that she wanted to draw a human head, and originally wanted him to buy a model, but he ran out before he could finish his words, and when he came back, he took a human head. The female painter vomited and fainted, and began to wonder if the man had a nervous disorder. Later, the man staggered out every night to cut off the head of the female painter, one every night. At first, when the female painter looked back and saw the head, she rolled under the bed in fright, but then she gradually got used to it. On this day, the female painter went crazy while painting, and hid the human head she painted. A few days later, the female painter died on the street, being hit by a horse-drawn carriage. ”

When Forrest Gump heard this last sentence, he couldn't help but complain: "I was hit by a carriage again, will it be the same person as that woman?" But Forrest Gump thought about it carefully, one said that he had never been in love, and the other had a boyfriend. The main thing is, it's a ghost! Nonsense, can you believe it?

Yan Hanyu pondered and responded: "I don't know this very well, so let's listen to me finish the story first." At this moment, Yan Hanyu was also puzzled, whether she was the same person as her, all this seemed so coincidental, whether she was really a person. However, in terms of time, it is not right.

Yan Hanyu didn't continue to think about it, but continued the story just now, and continued to tell below: "The man was grief-stricken and came to the female painter's studio and saw her brushes and drawing boards. Suddenly, the man's choking came to an abrupt end, and he saw that the sealed heads had all turned hideous at some point. He shuddered and looked at it, only to find that it was actually a work hidden by a female painter. He breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to take off the sketch and examine it carefully, but when he saw the real human head behind the sketch, he understood why the female painter had gone crazy. ”

Immediately afterwards, Yan Hanyu sighed again and said, "The story is over here. Immediately, Yan Hanyu's jade lips approached the candle in front of him, and with a slight blow, he blew out the candle in front of him. At this moment, the light also dimmed a little, and eight candles were originally lit. Now, there are only six candles left.

After Yan Hanyu blew out the candles, Forrest Gump couldn't wait to open his mouth and asked, "Senior Brother Leng Qingfeng, Xiaoyu, in the story you told, is she the same person as her?" ”

Yan Hanyu didn't answer, but looked at Leng Qingfeng opposite. Leng Qingfeng said with a big grin: "My story is a true story, a real thing that happened when I was seven years old. Look how old I am! The timing of the two stories is not compatible, it can only be said that they died by coincidence. In fact, it can be easily seen that they are not the same person. Haven't you figured it out such a simple question? ”

Forrest Gump scratched the back of his head with his right claw, and said to Leng Qingfeng: "Senior Brother Leng Qingfeng, don't I think the nonsense is not credible, so I asked." ”。

"Next, I'll talk about it." Ye Chen looked at everyone and spoke.

"This incident is a real thing that happened in Baektu Village. Kelpie! Ye Chen said meaningfully.