There will always be a happy ending to the story, whether it is beautiful, happy, or cruel or sad, a story has a full stop at the end, but if it can, Zhang Yu's story will never have an ending.

"Once upon a time, there was a temple on the mountain......

If he could, Zhang Yu was even willing to tell the story of the old monk and the little monk to the ghosts in front of him, but the most critical point was time, time was running out, and he didn't have the ability to make up stories at all, what did he have to say, looking at the ghosts that were approaching nearby, Zhang Yu found that his mouth moved by himself, and told the story.

"What I'm going to talk about now is the most terrifying thing I've ever encountered."

"One day I walked from the side of the road, saw the side of the road, there is a dead cat, which is the most common dead cat in the city, which others are not willing to raise, so they will abandon it at will, let its stray stray cats, like this kind of cats, there are many in every city, but no one is willing to protect their interests, even if it is just survival, and these cats, on the street, people and cars, are the easiest to lose their lives, and the one in front of me, obviously was hit by a car and died, with a long tongue and blood all over the body, but the people next to him, there are onlookers, there are people taking pictures, but none of them are willing to come forward and help the cat, the cat died, and finally died, maybe it was still saved at the beginning, but who wants to? ”

"You know what? What is their best home? It's someone who catches it, you can eat it for a few days, and then it becomes your food, those streets and alleys, restaurants, do you really know what their ingredients are? ”

"That day, I saw the cat, the cat was dead, so I didn't have to grieve for the dead cat, took out the tissue, and found a suitable place to bury the cat's body, but at that time, I don't know why, I suddenly remembered a sentence."

"A creature like a cat, if you really have compassion for it, it will follow you and haunt you."

"However, I don't think I've ever heard about this before, and I never thought about cats even when I got home at night until I rested."

"Until late at night, I heard the sound of a cat, the sound seemed to be far away, and it seemed to be very close, at first I didn't care, where the wild cat came from, but the cat's voice became more and more frequent, until finally, it seemed to be in my ears, calling over and over again."

"I covered my whole body with the quilt and plugged my ears, but the cat's barking didn't stop, as if it was in my room, in my room!"

"But at this time, I didn't dare to turn on the lights at all, there must be a cat coming in the house, could it be the one during the day? But I haven't done anything, and I've buried the cat, and it's impossible to trouble me. ”

"The horror only intensified, and I felt something licking my neck, a tongue, a long tongue, rough, and seemed to have barbs. I didn't dare to move, and my body gradually became stiff, but now inside the quilt, how did the cat appear? ”

"But it didn't take long for me to realize that something was wrong, the cat's limbs were already lying on top of me, how much does a cat weigh? Can you have ten pounds? Twenty pounds? But the weight of the cat weighed me down. ”

"And, besides this cat, there seems to be something else in this room that is approaching me, something, something, still in this room."

A chill leaned into my ear and spoke.

"It's great to find you, so why can't you bury me if you can bury the cat."

"I finally realized that it wasn't a cat's voice at all, it was clearly a child, imitating the cat's voice."

The story came to an abrupt end, based on his heart, Zhang Yu felt that this story was okay, and it could be regarded as terrifying, belonging to the kind of existence that was kind of well-intentioned and couldn't be provoked, maybe the child died like this at the beginning, maybe the corpse was still in a corner, rotting, people's jealousy is actually quite terrifying, and it is always full of edge.

After the story was told, Zhang Yu moved his mouth, as if he could move again, so, what next? What I was looking forward to hasn't appeared yet, can I wait to die? The ghosts are ready to move, the house is getting damper and damper, are they going to drown? Like those classmates? Drowned? Why are they not satisfied that they are dead, and they are still alive and well?

The story is over, so it's time to die? Because as those ghosts approached one by one, Zhang Yu knew that this story was too short, and he knew that he should tell a long story, the kind that could tell a year, he had heard of a story called One Thousand and One Nights when he was a child, but these ghosts in front of him couldn't give him three years at all.

But compared to this, Zhang Yu was even more strange about how he suddenly told such a story, he had never heard such a story.

It was already raining in the room, or rather, the room was flooded, and droplets of water fell on the table. Zhang Yu was anxious.

"You wait, wait, my story is not finished yet, I have another story, it is very good, that is, in the past, there was a Taoist temple, there were three Taoist priests in the Taoist temple, a small Taoist priest, a fat Taoist priest, and a high Taoist priest, they had no water to eat before, and then the fat Taoist priest told the story to the little Taoist priest, once upon a time there was a Catholic church, and there were two missionaries in the church......"

But those ghosts didn't listen at all, and the rain in the room was getting heavier, Zhang Yu was already desperate, he had nothing to do to do at the class reunion, he just thought he had lived too long. Even if you rush out like that? Let's not talk about the bunch of ghosts inside the house, but there is a monstrous sea outside the house.

But suddenly, all the ghosts raised their heads, and before, these things were looking at Zhang Yu, and all the ghosts looked in the direction of the door.

Just like the story told by Zhang Yu before, a cat meow that came from nowhere sounded in the house, and the sound was still approaching.

The ghost door that was still arrogant just now was like encountering a natural enemy, lying on the ground one by one, eager to bury his head in the soil, and the rain in the room stopped, Zhang Yu looked at the ghost things that suddenly changed, and finally smiled, sure enough, it was still useful to delay time, ignoring these ghosts, Zhang Yu opened the door.

The scenery outside the room has been restored to its previous appearance, the Zhuangyuan Restaurant is open, noisy people, waiters wandering around, and a black cat lying on the staircase.