PS: Considering the psychological quality of some readers, the more terrifying and scary ghost stories in the future, Ben Hao will mark the title as '5S-level suspense short story', if you are too timid to read it, you can skip directly to chapter 25, which will not affect the main plot.

That night, the wind swept up dark clouds,

Between the dark clouds and the earth, the Lin family's villa was reflected by lightning like a lonely tomb.

There was a thunderstorm outside the window, and the daughter of the Lin Group was dying.

Lin Shuiyao lay quietly on the bed, her fluffy hair covering her forehead, like a beautiful corpse.

Those empty eyes, and the ghostly light emitted by the mobile phone, reflect each other, as if they will lose their luster at any time.

She's really dying!

pale skin,

Bloodless.

There was a feeling of nausea, churning in my stomach all the time.

She resisted the urge to vomit, and the smell of poisoning gnawed at her internal organs like ants.

swims in the bloodstream,

and spread to every cell,

Paralyzing nerves.

In the midst of this unbearable torment,

She gradually closed her eyes.

Heaven and earth should be sad, and mountains and rivers should be weeping.

A five-year-old bookworm has died of poison.

"Abandon it, abandon it, this book is so poisonous!, I can't stand it."

Lin Shuiyao tried to take a few deep breaths to eliminate the feeling of being disgusted by the brain-dead plot in her chest.

When she opened her eyes again, she had deleted the fantasy novel in the guise of the supernatural from the shelf.

And then she found out,

I'm short of books again!

What was that experience like?

You are obviously reading Weibo, but you can't help but click on the online text APP, and habitually go to see the author's update tips.

Lin Shuiyao is in such a state.

If life is a hodgepodge, thriller fiction is salt, it doesn't take much, but it can't be nothing.

She can't stand life without horror novels.

If she hadn't read a few chapters of horror novels at the moment of waking up, she wouldn't know how to spend the day.

If she hadn't hid under the covers at night, motionless, and shining her frightened face on the screen of her mobile phone, she wouldn't know how to sleep that night.

Lin Shuiyao couldn't understand the authors who wrote funny little white texts,

I don't understand why they posted it to the supernatural channel because they clearly wrote brain-dead articles?

Don't they know that people who go to the supernatural channel to find books are all looking for thrills?

Lin Shuiyao almost flipped through the APP's list of supernatural new books, and when she clicked on a book, she would sigh.

You said that you write a humorous and funny brain-dead article, don't send urban science fiction, and launch a supernatural channel, isn't this a waste of people's time?

In the end, Lin Shuiyao came to a conclusion,

Most of the unpopular channels are rookie authors, and they write too rubbish, and they don't even have the qualifications to sign contracts on popular channels, so they send supernatural things to fill up the numbers.

But such a book, if you really click to read dozens of them, even if you are not poisoned, the author will be a eunuch because of his poor grades.

Just ask you, is it a waste of time?

Just ask you, are you disappointed?

In countless sighs of disappointment, Lin Shuiyao finally couldn't help but click on "My Story Is Not Terrifying".

She has been raising this book, but this author's Buddhism system has been updated, and it is not easy to grow from a seed to a seedling.

Guarding this book, Lin Shuiyao is like a hungry monkey, guarding the last peach in the world.

but

Where can the monkey's mouth hold the peach?

No matter what, I really don't have a book to read, and the seedlings have to be gnawed.

At the moment, Lin Shuiyao took a look,

Just rushing to that title, it can make her scalp tingle......

[Chapter 5: She Came from Hell (1)

It's another restless rainy night.

I reclined on the couch in my living room, bored watching TV shows, hoping that tomorrow would come sooner.

Because my husband Cheng Dongsheng will be home tomorrow.

We have been married for ten years, the eldest daughter Bai Yang is the child of me and my ex-husband, and the youngest son Cheng Dong is 7 years old this year, and we are both children and daughters.

Sometimes I feel that my current happiness is God's compensation for me, so I cherish this family very much.

The big bell on the wall struck 10 times, and the rain didn't seem to stop in the slightest.

"Tuk-tuk, tuk-tuk".

There was a sharp knock on the door.

"Huh? It's so late, who's going to knock on the door? ”

Extremely reluctantly, I went to the door and looked out through the door mirror: two JCs in raincoats were standing outside the door.

"Who are you looking for?" I timidly asked, and it wasn't a good thing that JC suddenly came to my door.

"Excuse me, is this Liu Yan's home?"

"I'm Liu Yan, come in and talk about it."

I opened the door nervously, and two JCs introduced me to them, one of them was Huo Changlin and the other was Xiao Jia, both from Rongcheng.

"...... from Rongcheng"

I'm a little distracted.

My acquaintances in Rongcheng haven't been in touch for many years, what the hell is going on?

"Your ex-husband Bai Shan killed himself, have you heard about this?"

"Huh?"

When I heard the news, I cried out in surprise.

What I'm most afraid of in my life is my ex-husband, Bai Shan!

Every time I hear the name, I shudder uncontrollably.

"Don't be nervous, we have already investigated the matter, I just want to ask you, did your ex-husband and your daughter Bai Xue contact you some time ago?"

"No, no, no ......"

I shook my head.

In fact, since my divorce from my ex-husband, I haven't been in touch.

The two JCs looked at each other,

Officer Huo said: "I regret to inform you that after our inference and technical analysis, your daughter Bai Xue has been killed, and her whereabouts are still unknown, and your ex-husband is afraid of crime!" ”

When I heard the news, I was surprisingly calm and not surprised.

Because no one knows better than me what kind of person my ex-husband is.

Whoever has anything to do with this man will not end well, he should die, he should go to hell.

He's a living animal!

"Aren't you sad that your daughter is dead?" The police officer named Xiao Jia looked at me strangely.

I laughed, and laughed so desolately.

In this world, how can there be a mother who hears the news of her daughter's tragic death but is not sad?

That's the meat that fell from me, how could I be indifferent?

"She is in my heart, long dead!" When I say this, I try my best to act like a cold-blooded mother.

"Your ex-husband has been cremated, here is a copy of the will he left behind, please mourn and change!"

With that, the two officers took their leave.

Maybe they don't feel a little human touch in me.

Even, in his heart, he has already judged me morally.

But I don't care.

I just want to get rid of them as soon as possible before I can be still.

"Mom, what's wrong?"

At this moment, Yang Yang walked down the stairs.

"Is this Ling Qianjin? It's so beautiful! Officer Huo praised casually, and his face immediately changed.

I know what they're thinking.

Their eyes were staring straight at Yangyang.

There was shock,

There is unbelievable!

It's hard to imagine that my two daughters look exactly the same, they are twins carved out of a mold.

"Aunt Cheng, send the young lady back to the room!" I instructed the nanny and explained stiffly to the two police officers, "Don't be surprised, Yang Yang and Xiaoxue are twins!" ”

"Oh, I see!"

The two officers left.

I looked at the police car that disappeared into the rainy night, and stood in the doorway.

"Alas, Xiaoxue ......"

When I closed the door, my heart suddenly hurt.

The pain was like rubbing a handful of broken glass into my heart, and I was about to lose my breath.

I opened the locked drawer on the bedside table, and inside was a beautiful photo album.

Flipping through the album, it was a yellowed photo.

I'm very young in the photo, and a pair of twin sisters are snuggled up next to me, so cute.

There are also some photos that I took with a private detective, all of which are bits and pieces of Xiaoxue's life.

Every time she suffers domestic violence, she will go to buy medicine by herself when she is injured, and wander alone in the playground after school, with almost no friends around her, and her loneliness is distressing.

"Xiaoxue, mom is sorry for you......"

That night, I couldn't sleep anyway.

As soon as I fell asleep, I woke up with a cold war, and Xiaoxue's face always appeared in front of my eyes.

My poor daughter, I owe so much to her.

As soon as dawn came, I received a call from my husband.

The call was in a hurry, and he said that he was in a very important negotiation with the merchant and that he was afraid that he would have to wait another two days to return.

This pesky rain has been falling for days, and it has upset me.

During dinner that day, Yangyang asked me curiously, "Mom, what did JC do when you came to the house a few days ago?" ”

"Hakuyama and your sister have an accident......"

For my ex-husband, I used to call him by his name: "Those two police officers are here to deliver the will, and the heir is you!" ”

After all, Bai Shan is also Yangyang's biological father, and I don't want to hide it.

"I only have one younger brother, Dongdong, what does it have to do with our family whether they die or not? Who scarces their money! Yangyang said unhappily, she picked out the bean sprouts in the bowl one by one.

"You kid, why are you so ruthless, Xiaoxue is your own sister!" I was heartbroken.

"So what? She's still your daughter, haven't you ignored her for so many years? ”

In the face of my daughter's cross-examination, I was powerless to refute.

yes, aren't I more ruthless?

Who am I to blame Yangyang?

"Mom is going to Rongcheng in a while, you can practice at home!" I told Yangyang, after all, there are some things that I still have to face.

"I don't want to stay at home!" Yang Yang grabbed my arm and said, "Mom, you take me with you, I haven't been to Rongcheng yet!" ”

I was so worn out that I had no choice but to agree.

Over the years, I have turned my guilt for Xiaoxue into double maternal love, all of which have been poured into Yangyang's body, making this daughter doted on since she was a child, and the stars in the sky can't be picked for her.

Even though I knew that this would spoil my daughter, I couldn't help but take care of it.

Only in this way can the guilt and guilt for Xiaoxue in my heart be alleviated.

It only takes four hours to drive from Chucheng to Rongcheng, and the driver drives the car steadily.

Looking at the scenery flashing outside the window, as if light and shadow flowed through the broken light and shadow of memory, I gradually felt a little tired.

Suddenly, a boundless fog poured in.

Through the car window, I saw a lot of hazy figures, like a group of people who were lost collectively standing on the road.

These people can't see their faces clearly, they can only see a silhouette.

But to my horror, most of these people are crippled.

Some of them are missing arms,

Some hold their heads,

Others crawl on the ground.

I was so frightened that I didn't dare to move, as if my body froze.

Gradually, more and more people outside the car poured here.

"Mom......"

Suddenly, I heard Yang Yang shouting outside, she was calling to me, her voice was so far away......

I shuddered, and then realized that my surroundings were empty.

What about Yangyang?

Yang Yang is gone!

I hurriedly asked the driver to stop, pushed the door and chased him out.

I ran desperately in the vast fog, watching my daughter get farther and farther away from me, farther and farther away......

I was scared in my heart,

I'm afraid I'll lose another daughter,

I chased after Yang Yang like crazy.

Just then, I heard the sound of wind chimes.

"Ding Ding Dong ......"

The ethereal and crisp rhyme seems to be sung by the world, as if it came from the empty distance.

The sound also calmed my fearful heart.

Ding-ding-dong......

"Ma'am, here we are!"

When the driver woke me up, the car had already stopped under a building, and I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief to see Yangyang still sitting next to me.

Luckily, it was a nightmare! 】

When she saw the wind chimes, Lin Shuiyao shivered.

She remembered that in the beginning of the story, this wind chime should be the magic weapon of Kongo Temple, but for some reason, it turned out to be the carrier of Bai Xue's resentment.

She did not know why the author arranged it this way.

But it has to be said that the sequel to this story is even more sophisticated, especially when paired with the first person, as if to bring people into an immersive dread.

Lin Shuiyao has been looking forward to this story, and she loves it so much.

Especially compared to short horror stories, the thrill brought by the novella serialization will be more durable.

How big of a hole did the author dig?

So Lin Shuiyao continued to read, and she was reluctant to miss a word.

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PS: I don't recommend it this week.

The editor in charge said that he had forgotten to arrange it.

Now on this achievement, 40,000 words streaking 500 collections, recommended votes are old readers in crazy support, and when the editor in charge remembers to give a recommendation, then double change it.

In addition, the main plot can be said to be stuck at a climactic point, and it is just through this stall that "She Came from Hell" was updated.

A short serialized horror story like this must be sent all at once, so that you can feel numb in your back when you look at it.

And this story is a rare thriller of Ben Hao, readers and friends who are timid and have a bad heart, please read carefully! Please read carefully! Please read carefully!