Chapter 162: Fallacies
Wan Peng and Mr. Han happily added WeChat to each other, and I also hurried over and added Wan Peng's WeChat. With the contact information of such a powerful person on the phone, I instantly felt that my breathing was more stable than before.
Teacher Han looked at me and said, "You can also add my WeChat, although this little brother is hiding, but you provoked this matter, I can't let you hide too, when the time comes, you should contribute, and you have to do it." ”
"What does it have to do with me?" I was not happy at all, "Why did I provoke it, and I didn't go up to the grass to chase the rabbits?" ”
Teacher Han said, "Then who is going to open the door and who is going to get out of the car?" If you don't get out of the car, where will these rabbits see him? ”
"This?" Okay, blame me, but if these rabbits are really wronged, then naturally I can't stand idly by, so I immediately said, "No problem, as long as I can do it and help this matter, I will definitely do my best to do it." Even if I have limited ability, I will give it my all. ”
I thought that my impassioned and enthusiastic words could be praised by Mr. Han, at least more conscious than a person like Wan Peng who is capable but not promising, but Mr. Han just looked at me and sighed, shook his head and said, "It's really a child, I don't know the depth of the rivers and lakes." ”
I didn't bother to refute, plus Mr. Han's WeChat, I flipped through his circle of friends, and found that it was all explanations of some easy-to-mistake topics in high school mathematics, and the pictures were all taken from the homework book, I had a headache to see, and then I turned forward, as well as the results of the college entrance examination of Wan'an High School this year, how many people exceeded various score lines, etc., I was not interested, continued to turn forward, and there was a graduation photo of the third year of high school.
It seems that he is an authentic high school teacher, and there is nothing related to metaphysics in it.
I asked him, "Teacher Han, are you a cultivator?" ”
Teacher Han asked rhetorically, "Then is your friend a cultivator?" ”
Well, as a great people's teacher, it seems that it is indeed not suitable for those strange things to appear in his circle of friends.
I went to Wanpeng's circle of friends again.,I found that basically all of them were forwarded an article called "Devil's Tawgli" public account.,I clicked a few casually.,I found that they were all ghost stories.,Some of them are still accompanied by pictures.,The characters on the pictures are mosaic.,But the realism is still quite high.,It feels like it's really taken on the spot.,It's not like it's PS.。
I asked Wan Peng, "What do you mean, these are your experiences?" ”
Wan Peng said: "I planned to let him write it, but my experience is more fake than fantasy, and no one believes it when I write it, so people would rather make it up than use my real experience."
This gossip is my classmate's public account.,Write ghost stories and mix up advertising fees.,I'll just help him forward it.,If you want.,You can also help forward it.,I'll let him invite you to dinner.。 ”
It's a matter of effort, isn't it just to forward an article, I just reposted several articles with a little bit of it. This gossip can dominate Wanpeng's circle of friends alone, it will definitely not be an ordinary classmate, look at Wanpeng's face, I also have to forward it, maybe the owner of this public account can still be a like Hu Yufeng.
The car drove slowly for a while, and at a turn, those big trucks drove in the other direction, and the speed of the bus came up all of a sudden, and the driver was about to burst into flames on that section of the road, so now it was a refreshing section, and the car was driving fast.
I took a nap, and when I woke up again, I found that it had passed Wan'an County, and Mr. Han had already gotten off the car and left, and now there was a woman holding a pet dog, which said that pets could not take public transportation, and I don't know how this woman openly took a pet dog on the bus, and none of the people in the car expressed an opinion.
Wan Peng no longer plays with his mobile phone, and sleeps on the seat.
I habitually flipped through my phone and found that during the time I was sleeping, Wanpeng's circle of friends forwarded another article. Anyway, being idle is idle, so I just clicked in.
The story is not long, only about 500 words, the name is "Murderous House", it tells the story of a hanged ghost looking for a stand-in, the literary style really doesn't dare to compliment, and it is barely a smooth sentence.
It is about a person who bought a second-hand house, and when he slept, he always felt that there was an abnormal noise on the roof, and he wanted to find the upstairs neighbor theory, but he found that there was no one living upstairs at all, and the people of the decoration company and the property took turns to check many times, and there was nothing wrong with it.
Later, the old people in the family said that they were afraid that there was something unclean, so they went to the temple and spent a lot of money to invite a Buddha statue back, but instead of working, their family always felt that there were things hanging on the roof when they were sleeping.
Later, he invited monks and Taoists to his home to recite the scriptures, but it backfired, and as soon as he closed his eyes, he could see a person hanging on the roof.
By this time, the whole family naturally knew that this house had died and was a murderous house, and they wanted to find the original seller theory, but the previous owner had already gone abroad and couldn't be contacted at all.
The man was sick and went to the doctor to search on the Internet, and he also looked for people to inquire around, and got a master's public account from a friend, this master is not a monk or a Taoist, but he has great magical powers, 50,000 yuan from the master asked for a charm, hung at home, and the matter was solved. At night, I also dreamed that someone went to give them a farewell and thanked them, saying that they had been trapped in the house for so long, and they could finally go to reincarnation, thanks to this family, and also thanks to the master.
Although this story is also complete, it feels a little inexplicable, like those advertisements that sell Hercules pills, as if they are promoting the master, but there is no contact information for the so-called master below.
Below the story, there is also a picture of the hanged ghost, which is not very clear, in the hazy moonlight, a three-story building, and a dead man hanging outside the window on the first floor, the effect of this picture is really good, if this article is worth 30 points, then this picture is at least 90 points.
Although the picture is still, it always feels like the corpse is still shaking in the night wind, and the whole picture gives people the feeling that they are quite cautious. Originally, the story wasn't that scary, but as soon as it was paired with this picture, the effect immediately came out, and it was more powerful than seeing Sadako crawl out of the TV.
I was just about to close this article, and suddenly found that next to the hanging corpse, there seemed to be something shining, the light was not strong, but it shone on the face of the corpse, making the corpse more and more hideous.
The picture is taken of the entire three-story building, and the corpse is not as big as a fingernail on the phone, but it has an indescribable horror that makes people reluctant to see more.
I subconsciously blocked the corpse with my fingers, and then went to see what the glowing thing was, this look, scared my eyes straight, the glowing thing was actually placed on the windowsill, a thing similar to a mobile phone, how could this scene be so similar to the situation I encountered at night? Where did this photo come from?
I quickly enlarged the photo and looked carefully, all the details were correct, it was the mobile phone that learned to crow last night, and the corpse outside the window was Han Ping. From the point of view of the photo shoot, the person who took the photo at that time was on the street outside.
I restored the photo to its original size, looked at it completely, and there was another detail that surprised me, the rope hanging from Han Ping hung down from a window on the third floor, the window was ajar, and there were faint red curtains floating out of the window, and on the windowsill, the piles of books could be faintly seen.
I tried to recall the specific location of the red curtain, when I stood outside and counted the broken glass, Wan Peng's room, and the room on the second floor above Wan Peng's room, the glass was broken, this red curtain is not directly above, it is next to a room, specifically left or right, I can't remember clearly, but my room is next to Wan Peng's room, so it is very likely that this red curtain is directly above my room.
This photo was obviously taken last night, but who took this photo? How is this photo under this article? What the hell is going on?
I quickly woke up Wan Peng and asked him, "Where did you take this picture?" Where did your classmates get that? ”
Wan Peng was woken up by me, quite unhappy, his eyes opened a little, I didn't know if he saw the screen, he closed his eyes again: "I gave it to him, what's wrong?" ”
"You gave it to him? Did you take this picture? "Could it be that when Han Ping's body was stolen by that woman, Wan Peng was always on the opposite street? Then why didn't he stop it?
Wan Peng closed his eyes and said impatiently: "Thirteen gave it to me, my classmate needs this kind of more terrifying picture, so I will use it directly for him, or it would be strange if someone reads his bullshit article, is there any problem?" ”
"Where did this picture of Ghost Thirteen come from? Did he shoot it himself? What really happened on that street that night? I asked in a barrage.
If Wan Peng was still sleepy just now, now he was completely woken up by me, sat upright, looked at me very dissatisfied, and said: "I said that you are not finished, didn't you tell you that I won't care about the red curtain?" And now that Mr. Han has taken over this matter, and you have his contact information, if you want to know about the progress, you can just ask him directly. ”
"Huh?" I looked at Wan Peng with a confused expression and said, "Isn't it a rabbit thing that you threw to Teacher Han?" Didn't I hear you tell him about the red curtains? ”
Wan Peng looked at me helplessly and said: "It's all the same thing, red curtains, big monks, Han Ping, Xiao Zhou, old Zhou, rabbits, mud, all the things that appear in that town are the same thing, you ask Teacher Han." ”