Chapter 47: Thrown into the pit and drowned alive
In the silence, there was only the sound of his breathing.
Xu Fengchun subconsciously turned his head to look at Lin Sanmu, and suddenly found that Lin Sanmu, who was standing at the door with his back to him, was gone! The door was empty, there was no one, and the originally dim light bulb flickered a few times and went out!
What about the Lin Sanmu people?
Xu Fengchun was cast a shadow in his heart, Lin Sanmu is not the kind of person who leaves directly without saying a word, so where is he going at the moment? ? Did you encounter something as weird as yourself?
It was pitch black in the toilet, Xu Fengchun could only distinguish everything inside by the red light outside, and the heavy rain outside was crackling and falling, just listening to this sound made people feel cold.
He swallowed hard and moved his feet to get out, but found that he couldn't.
At this moment, he still maintains the posture of going to the toilet, and his pajamas and pants have not been lifted, so stiff in place, unable to move.
Xu Fengchun: "......" doesn't matter if there are people or ghosts around him, let him put his pants on and continue to scare him!
Isn't it okay to give some face?!
"Do you want toilet paper?" The dry hand moved again, almost reaching in front of Xu Fengchun, and the disgusting mixed stench came, making Xu Fengchun instantly feel that his nose seemed to have been smoked useless.
He opened his mouth and found that although he couldn't move, he could speak.
What's going on? Couldn't he leave without this toilet paper?
Looking at the yellowed toilet paper that I don't know how long it was, Xu Fengchun didn't answer in a hurry.
What if not? What if he answered and died? But now that he can't move here, the things next to him will kill him if he loses patience, right?
really followed Lin Sanmu's words, his physique was extremely yin, and it was easy to attract dirty things and be found by dirty things.
"Do you want toilet paper?" The inquiry came again, and Xu Fengchun felt the boundless coldness spreading all over his body.
"You, yes, your paper, can't, can't be used." Staring at the trembling hand, Xu Fengchun stammered.
The thing didn't answer his words, but the hand that had been shaking a little stiffened in mid-air as his words fell.
Halfway through, the voice continued, "No, yes, no." โ
When he said these three words, his tone was exactly the same as Xu Fengchun's, and Xu Fengchun was annoyed when he heard it, and he couldn't wait to turn around to see what that ghost thing was, and he actually teased him like this to learn from him to speak.
Am I not ashamed? It's all a bunch of devils, devils!
"Yes." Xu Fengchun said.
"Nope." The voice said.
"Yes."
"Nope."
Xu Fengchun wanted to roll his eyes, but he couldn't move anything except blink and speak, so he could only say, "Look at your paper...... It's all old and yellow, how can I use this kind of paper? And...... I'm on the small one, not the large one, and I don't use the paper. โ
Maybe he said too much in one breath, he didn't have much stammering, Xu Fengchun was a little excited in his heart, could it be that his stuttering was going to be better?
"No, you want it, you have to ask for it!" Xu Fengchun's refusal made the things around him excited, and suddenly a black shadow leaned over, and when he saw the thing clearly through the red light outside, Xu Fengchun's pupils shrank slightly.
It was a face full of yellow stains, although Xu Fengchun didn't know what the yellow thing on the face was that had dried up, but he knew that it was not a good thing when he smelled the stench that made him lose his sense of smell.
He was a little disgusted, but there was not much fright in his heart, and the thing covering his face looked a little like ...... Corpse rice.
Yellow stuff was all over his face, revealing only a pair of eyes that were only whites.
Is the ghost rolling its eyes at him, or is it just the whites of its eyes?
The grimace was close at hand, and Xu Fengchun was particularly idle to think about other issues.
"Rub." The paper in his hand was placed in Xu Fengchun's hand hanging by his side, and only the whites of his eyes moved, and they did not change back to their normal appearance.
Xu Fengchun's heart moved, and said, "I can't move, how can I wipe it?" โ
The grimace moved, away from Xu Fengchun for a moment, as if he was thinking about something, and after a while, Xu Fengchun could suddenly move.
He immediately lifted the pants of his pajamas, looked at the paper in his hand and walked to the pit on the side, pretending to squat down to go to the toilet, glanced at the grimace, saw that he didn't move, squatted slightly, and then ran outside.
"You lied to me! You're back! A sharp and piercing cry came, the grimace was extremely unwilling, Xu Fengchun ran to the door and felt that his clothes were grabbed by his hands, and he couldn't help but close his eyes and grit his teeth and rush forward.
What is he going back for! Does he go back to the bathroom? With such a thing by his side, how could he possibly solve the major events of life calmly.
"Bump." Hitting the hard back, Xu Fengchun snorted in pain, covered his nose, and felt like the world was spinning the moment he opened his eyes.
"What are you doing?"
Lin Sanmu, who was holding something in his hand, frowned, supported Xu Fengchun, who was swaying with a silly smile, and saw that he was still smiling as if he was drunk, and almost couldn't help but reward him with a set of serial slaps.
"I, I, you, you just ......" Xu Fengchun quickly woke up, rubbed his eyes, glanced at the toilet, the lights were off, and his torn clothes were on the ground at the door, all of which indicated that the ones he had just experienced were not dreams.
He stuttered for a long time, Lin Sanmu didn't bother to listen to him, he had already guessed what he was going to say, and directly interrupted him, "What dirty thing did you touch inside?" โ
Xu Fengchun closed his mouth and nodded, he also felt that he had a lot of effort to speak, but fortunately, Lin Sanmu understood what he wanted to say.
"The doll was thrown out just now, and I went over and picked it up, and inside the doll I got the diary that was torn up before." Looking at Xu Fengchun's puzzled face, Lin Sanmu knew that he was curious about where he had just gone, and handed the things in his hand to Xu Fengchun.
More than a dozen yellowed pieces of paper, Xu Fengchun saw the paper and thought that the paper given to him by the ghost in the toilet was still in his hand, and hurriedly stretched it out to Lin Sanmu to see: "I'm here, inside, that thing, you have to give it to me, toilet paper, let me go to the toilet." I ......"
Lin Sanmu glanced at his hand, looked at it silently, and said half-loudly: "You take a good look at the toilet paper you are holding in your hand?" โ
What do you mean?
Xu Fengchun was stunned, and subconsciously moved his hands, and there was some roughness in the silky touch, not like paper, but like ......
The brain exploded with a bang, Xu Fengchun looked down at the thing in his hand, it was a piece of skin, as for what kind of skin, Xu Fengchun didn't have to think about it, it must be human skin!
What's going on? How did toilet paper become a piece of human skin?
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- The following is 2,000 words of late-night nagging, you can not read it, don't scold me for being hypocritical QAQ after reading it.
I'm sorry, but I don't want to bring negative emotions to you, but I'm still in a state of mind.
QQ Reading I uninstalled, you may not understand what I did when I uninstalled QQ Reading......
With this software in, I will be affected. Every time I look at the more than 100 new book lists, I want to ask myself why the ranking is so scary, after all, the last book has been squeezed into the top 40, and the results of this book are not bad, how can it run to more than 100, why shouldn't it.
The new book period just ended at the end of the month, and in the last half month, I was already desperate, so I stopped rushing, and that's it.
And then every time I look at QQ to read all kinds of recommendations from others, all kinds of recommendations, and then think about myself once a week again and again bye mentality can not be stable, every time I look at the more uncomfortable it becomes, but I still like to watch! So I'm poisonous, highly poisonous!
So! I decided to uninstall it anyway! Buddha is Buddha!
There are a lot of books I want to write, but they are all in this unpopular style, but I will be super uncomfortable without grades to support me, and I will even hesitate to give up and write some books that cater to the market.
I have been thinking about going to Jinjiang for a long time, and I may open a book at the end of the month, and I will tell you when the time comes. It's not easy to sign a contract on this website in Jinjiang, if you don't sign a contract, I don't care, update it every day, and then give it to you as a gift for supporting me for so long, and maybe it will be printed out for collection in the end, or given to you.
The book is an alternative and fast to wear.,The name and profile are pretty much the same.ใ If you sign a contract, write it slowly, and then support the Buddha for the elderly.
I really want to have a bowl of water and not be affected, but I can't control my own thoughts, and every day that kind of thoughts are like small saplings growing into big trees, more and more. I can only tell myself not to think too much, in fact I can't control myself.
So I want to give myself two slaps every time, thinking about what to do so much, code words! Why don't you code words, why are you still bothering about these, what's the use of you bothering this. Useless! It's useless, don't go to the codeword, don't save the manuscript, just take your time.
โ, every time I cycle around with this thought, and then every time I am speechless to myself, hahaha.
When you are depressed, you will wonder why there are so many people supporting you, and it seems that no one has read your book, and it seems that there will be no readers to support it in the end.
In the end, I felt that I had made two mistakes, obviously so many people supported it, not as many readers as others, but they were a group of very cute little fairies, supporting me with all their might.
So โ with the above idea, I started the loop again. Tell yourself to be Buddha, all kinds of Buddha operations, and finally ...... The waves went.
Shoot yourself to death. โ(โะโเน)
QQ reading I can read too much, read book reviews every day, look at the activity, see when to rush into the silver circle, and then look at the new book list, and then every Tuesday to find out if there is a recommendation of your own, if not, I feel so lost, and then I feel reasonable.
I used to have two people of 1,000, and the reason for the disbandment was because, looking at so many people in the group, there weren't many people who really supported me. Even every time I post an event, there are not many people to support it, I think it's fake, it's very fake, it's fake I look at the number of words in the readership and get annoyed, every time I see it, I feel like someone is knocking my heart with a hammer, and it's going to break my heart.
So I disbanded, and there were only about 200 people, and although it wasn't any different from before, at least it didn't feel that bad. Some of our authors often say that certain authors manage readers, and the readers are very heartfelt, and all kinds of supporting books are all kinds of enviable. I don't know how to make readers like me more, so I can only try to do my own thing.
I've been glassy for so long, and I don't know when I can not be glassy, every time I tell myself to don't care so much, try to save the manuscript, and there are always a lot of unexpected things.
I don't know how long I can write here, how long I can run, I'm impatient, I can't hold on, I'm rubbish. But writing a novel is the thing I have insisted on for the longest time, the book of black powder and knife is what I paid the most, and even the results of the book of black powder are not particularly good, and I also took the risk of choosing this unpopular type, relying on the enthusiasm and impulsiveness at the time to think that I can, I must be able to.
Although I still think so, I am very ambivalent that this book will not do very well.
I've been asked a lot of questions, and I'm sure I'm not going to give up writing novels. I don't know if this persistence will change because I can't survive.
I can only tell you about the situation here.
I stayed on this site because of luck, and if I was lucky, I had a recommendation, and when I had exposure, it became popular. If you're unlucky, no one cares.
In Jinjiang, this outstation, is to apply for the recommendation, not waiting for others to arrange, and most people support the genuine version, there will not be QQ to read so many people to see piracy.
I don't know what's the use of me talking so much nonsense, and I don't know if it affects your reading, but every time like this, I make mistakes, think about all kinds of things, mess up, and then write so much.
QQ avatar, author avatar, and signatures have all been replaced with Buddhist ones, and they will still be affected. So I uninstalled QQ reading.,Comment I reply with the writer's assistant.,There may be stuck.,There may be no way to reply.,But I can see it.ใ
And one of the most important things, I've been typos for a long time, sometimes inexplicable, I obviously look right, but then I'm looking at all kinds of typos, so strange. It's the same with chatting with others.,That's what I typed.,It's the same thing that I choose.,It's changed when you send it out! Every time someone will say that I am a typo, cover my face, and I don't know if it is the cause of myopia, and I don't know how to see the typo before every release.
Spread on me, a careless, brain-pumping, brain-dead, talkative, all kinds of bad, tempered and a little smelly, and obscene author, it may be your misfortune, but don't want to get rid of me, a troubled second force, I rely on you!
Also, I'm sorry if these words affect you, and I'm sorry to apologize to you.
My late-night nagging, don't blame it.
Tomorrow I'll be back to my normal gie-hee-ha, good night. Actually, didn't you notice? Old books come out of horror elements as I write, hahaha, I used to think I wanted to be a horror fiction publishing author.
It's been so long, and I'm going to give you a heart. I can't afford too many benefits, and the Qixi Festival is also something I can do recently.
Also, don't hit me, I remembered again, that character PK, don't go out of your way if you don't have time. I'm also going to give up.,QQ reading uninstalled.,I'm not going to toss.,Just join in the fun and participate.ใ
Hold, kiss, bite, rub, rub, rub, snap!