Although this ghost old lady is terrifying, although I am not completely immune to the judge when I was four years old, I am not completely immune, but I am not so frightened that I am insane. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Dr. Yin once told me that for horror things, you have to try to figure out the ins and outs of it, and once you know what is going on, many things can be solved.

With the lights on, although I was looking at "Doraemon" in my hand, my brain couldn't stop.

From my experience of the large number of ghosts I saw during the Soul Attraction Operation, this old lady was both a ghost and not a ghost. The reason why she is like is because her appearance is terrifying and weird, only the ghost of the dead has this shape, and it is said that she is not like it because of her clothing and form and texture. So far, the ghosts I have seen in my open state have been in a state of half-virtual and half-real transparency, but this old lady is dressed in blue-gray clothes, and it seems very real in her dreams, without the slightest sense of etherealism.

Besides, in recent times, there has been no news of dead people near the house, and if she is a ghost, then she can only come from somewhere else, and it may just be a pass.

There is another possibility, which is that this thing is actually provided by my family! What's more, in the dream, they showed three identical figures, sitting around the stone table, and the three Western statues offered in my house happened to be "three"!

I guess it's not a coincidence.

It can be said that the strange noises and strange things that have appeared in the house in the past two days, combined with the nightmare I had tonight, I can basically be sure that this ghost old lady is actually the real body of this thing enshrined in my house!

However, I have no way of knowing who she is, whether she is a ghost or what, and the only way is to smoothly implement the vomiting sick leave plan tomorrow (today, to be exact), and then hurry to Dr. Yin!

It was easy to get to 5 o'clock in breakfast, and it was time for a morning run.

I lay in bed and pretended to be asleep, but I haven't closed my eyes since 3 a.m. My dad pulled me out of bed as usual and urged me to go for a morning run.

As I went downstairs, I wondered if I was going to tell the nightmare I had last night. When I said it, my dad had to say that this Bodhisattva was too spiritual, and the purpose of turning into a ghost to scare me was to make me not snooze, so that I could come out early for a run!

For a person who has already predetermined his position, no matter how much unfavorable evidence appears, he can turn the disadvantage into an advantage by means of sophistry.

Now that you have decided to find Dr. Yin, let's start with this plan first!

When I walked to the small pavilion downstairs, I smelled a strong smell of alcohol! My dad wondered, "It's strange, on such a cold day, why can't the smell of wine go away all night?" ”

But he didn't pay much attention to it, just drove the car, waved a little whip, and began to play the devil's coach.

During this time, I have gradually become accustomed to this life of getting up early every day to exercise, and when I am panting and panting, I will occasionally look up at the gradually whitening sky, take two deep breaths, shake my head, and shudder a little.

However, when I looked up today, I saw a different sky.

The surface of the earth is turning to a place where there is solar radiation, and the dim sky is gradually beginning to white, but why is there a little red in the white in today's sky?

I turned around and asked my dad, why is it so red this day? My dad looked up and scolded me for talking less nonsense, so run!

I was bored and kept running, but I felt something floating in front of me, and I reached out to pull it, instinctively trying to push it away, but it didn't work.

My dad was riding his bike and swearing in the back again: what the hell is it that he pulls and pulls! Run!

I had no choice but to suffer in silence. I don't know if there's something wrong with my eyes.

There was a pancake stand on the way to the run, and I spread two sets of pancakes there along the way. As the pancake lady skillfully spread the beaten egg yolk on the pancake, I seemed to see a bird in the white smoke rising from the pan, and then slowly dispersed.

Is it another hallucination?

The whole process of spreading the pancakes was no different than usual, the only difference was that the faint things were still floating in front of me, and I couldn't even tell them apart from the rising smoke!

I suddenly remembered the ghost fires I had seen fluttering in the sky when I opened my eyes before! The trajectory of the thing in front of me is very similar to those things, but the shape is very different: the ghost fire is a bare and white fire, and now these things in front of me are a bit like torn plastic bags.

As soon as I entered the house, I felt that the color of the house was a little different from usual, and I couldn't say what was different. In short, the scene in the house is like a TV picture with a color change in front of my eyes.

After eating the pancakes, it's time for morning class. I never imagined that today's morning class was earth-shattering!

The first ten are equivalent to a warm-up, from the eleventh onwards, I habitually start to think back to the big ear patch I received yesterday, I am going to suffer the pain in my right shoulder during the middle ten, and the last ten are just enjoying it!

What I didn't expect was that when I started to recall and try to provoke anger in my head today, my right shoulder suddenly began to ache like a piece of flesh had been cut off by a knife!

Although I also had pain in my right shoulder when doing push-ups yesterday, the feeling was like a slow roast over a small fire, although it was bitter but bearable, not like today, as if I was cut by a knife in an instant, I burst out with a howl, and immediately lay on the ground, unable to get up again.

My parents heard my shouts and immediately rushed to ask me what was wrong, and I collapsed on the ground weakly, panting and saying, "It hurts, my right shoulder, it hurts!" The pain is unbearable! ”

My dad came over and opened my clothes and looked at them, but he didn't find any scars or marks, and he didn't believe me and yelled at me, "What garlic!" Keep doing it for me! ”

I had no choice but to hold it up little by little and start again.

Strange to say, this pain from the right shoulder came and went quickly, and went and went without a trace! When I started to flex and stretch my arm again, I didn't feel any more in my right shoulder. I made a pattern, as soon as I was angry in my heart, my right shoulder would immediately hurt, so this time I didn't dare to think about anything in my head, and cleared my mind and started to do it, but I couldn't find the feeling of yesterday, that is, the feeling of being held up by a force and easily completing thirty push-ups.

I did twenty, and I reached the limit, and I couldn't get up again.