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After a day in bed, I couldn't eat anything. In the afternoon, I turned on the computer, and there was an angry message from the editor in QQ:

"If you break the shift again, just die!"

At that time, the editor was not so busy and there were not many writers under him, so even though my grades were poor, he would keep an eye on me from time to time.

I wrote down what happened in the past few days, and when I wrote about the earthworm, I couldn't help but vomit twice, there was nothing in my stomach, and all I vomited was transparent mucus.

I'm going to go to the cemetery at night, or I'll be the first web writer in history to starve to death.

When you don't have enough to eat, no amount of fear can beat the hunger in your stomach.

The wound on his head was not deep, so he simply wrapped it up and went out.

I didn't know what my future was, I had no direction and no goal, just to fill my stomach every day and be able to sustain my vital signs.

The constant fear numbed me, and even when I walked into the cemetery again, my heart didn't change even a bit.

For several days, nothing like that happened.

Just when I was somewhat relaxed, another incident happened.

That afternoon, I went early and suddenly wanted to sit on the hillside and watch the sunset.

I was just about to enter the cemetery when a black limousine sped past me and stopped at the foot of the hill.

A man and a woman got out of the car, and a boy, estimated to be a family of three.

The woman wears sunglasses, but she can't hide her beauty.

I felt something was wrong, but I couldn't keep staring at people.

The man seemed to notice me, and led the woman briskly up the hill.

I shook my head and laughed at myself.

With my tools in hand, I headed up the hill, intending to sweep straight down from it in a moment.

I had just reached the halfway point of the mountain when I heard a scream from the top of the mountain.

My heart moved, and I hurried to the top of the mountain. At that time, there were a few people who came to worship and sweep, and they all followed.

On the other side of the summit is a somewhat steep slope with little vegetation and only a few low bushes.

In the distance, I could see three people lying on the ground at the bottom of the hill, and someone immediately called the police, and I and another person went down the hill to see the injuries of those people.

Generally speaking, if you fall down such a hillside, as long as your head does not hit the stone, you should not die.

But the luck of these people seems to be extremely bad, a family of three, all of them fell to the point of bursting brains, and they couldn't die anymore.

Especially the woman, her face was bloody and looked extremely terrifying.

The police were surprised to see me.

Unsurprisingly, I was taken back to the police station for questioning.

Fortunately this time, there were several other people who saw the process, and they just made routine inquiries and made a record.

After signing it, the young policewoman on the other side jokingly asked me:

"Hey, can you pinch it? How can you always catch up with these things? ”

I don't know what else to answer except for a wry smile.

She seemed to come out of nowhere, turned around and went out and took a mirror and an egg and handed it to me:

"Come on, you can calculate for me if we have any ghosts here!"

I almost laughed, even though I did see them, but they came to me first and offered to let me see them.

How could I possibly play these tricks of the gods?

She looked at me with her waist crossed, with a "I won't let you go" expression on her face.

I couldn't help it, I took the thing, put the mirror on the table, held the egg in my hand, and muttered nonsense:

"Those who have died unjustly or unjustly have died can come out and talk to me......"

As soon as the hand was released, the egg fell "bonely" on the mirror. The corners of the policewoman's mouth on the opposite side rose, and the laughter was held back before she could reach her throat.

The egg rolled around and stood straight on the smooth mirror.

I swear, I didn't even touch it.

I almost had a big mouth in my face.

Because I saw a shadow curled up in the corner to my right.

The policewoman looked around nervously, lowered her voice and asked me:

"Hey, is there anything? Where is it? ”

I saw the shadow slowly raise its head and shake its head at me.

I swallowed a mouthful of saliva and laughed dryly:

"Ahem, it's all a lie, you can stand it."

She was clearly not convinced. I glanced at the shadow and asked her to hold the egg, and I held the mirror, and the egg spun around and stood there.

As I was leaving, I saw the shadow waving at me, as if to say goodbye to me.

When I got home, I turned on my computer and was ready to see if I could get a little paid.

Suddenly, I found out that there was a new book review called "Acquaintance from the Police Department", and I couldn't help but shudder.

"I love your book and I want to tell you my story......"

Strangely, instead of being afraid, I was a little angry.

I only have three or five reviews of the book, which is not much, and there is one who is not human.

At that time, I was tempted to ask:

"Why can you subscribe?"

After thinking about it, I still held back.

Whether it's a human or a ghost, it's better to like my books than to be uncared for.

Looking at QQ, there is no special news, almost all of them are my editors scolding me.

The work of cleaning the cemetery is almost over, and I have to hold on for a few more days.

Even though I was very resistant.

I swept through the rows and nothing happened.

As I approached the top of the mountain, my heart lifted again, and my heartbeat began to speed up unconsciously.

Faintly, an angry man's voice came into his ears:

"How the fuck did you promise me? Lao Tzu gave you everything, but what about you? It's all fucking given to that little white face! I even gave him a son! How could Lao Tzu let you go! ”

Then came the sobbing cries of a woman.

I felt a little furious and wanted to turn around and go down the mountain.

But as soon as I turned around, I saw a little boy about four or five years old standing behind him!

His face and clothes were covered with blood, his temples were broken with a hole the size of an egg, and white brains slowly flowed out, mixed with blood, red and white, which was particularly weird.

He looked up at me, seemed to smile, stuck out his tongue and licked the mixture of blood and brains into his mouth, chewed it, and swallowed it.

My stomach churned, and I threw down what I was holding and turned to run.

I fell in a panic, and I was about to get up, but I saw a bloody face!

It's that woman!

Her two eyeballs were hanging on her face, one high and one low, staring at me deadly, and she actually turned around.

I said "ahhh

Some people say that after seeing a ghost once, you will never be afraid again, and I can tell you very responsibly:

That's!

If you see the same thing repeatedly, you will slowly become numb, but once you see a completely different one, it will still scare you to pee your pants!

Unbelief? You can try......

Come to me......