Many countries and regions in the world have their own legends, and one of the indispensable ones is the way to see ghosts.

In most areas of China, it is said that the tears of the green ox are used to wipe the eyes, or the incense ash is used to enter the eyes.

In Cantonese-speaking areas, it is to wear an umbrella indoors or bend down to look behind you from the crotch.

The Norsemen believed in Odin and had always admired simplicity and rudeness, so they legend has it that they directly replaced the cornea of the deceased.

And so on and so forth.

In Japanese culture, there is a simple and effective way to see the hell for all ages, which is to cover your face with the palm of your hand and look out through the gap between your fingers.

Tsk, so the place is small, and this method is still an urban legend, as if no one has used it.

In the land of China, there are many people practicing it every day. I often close the curtains and turn off the lights first, and then use this gesture to look at my computer, and nine times out of ten you can see ghosts, and you can also go to Douban to score the ghosts.

In short, seeing ghosts is just a common name, but in fact, it is fundamentally using some unscientific principle to enable the human eye to see through the illusion and intuitive essence.

The ghost doesn't want you to see it, you have to wipe a cow's tears to see it, and then it's so scary.

Hell yes.

But what if the ghost wants you to see something else?

At this time, you cover your eyes and look through your fingers, of course, you are seeing through the illusion and seeing the reality.

……

Hibiki Suzuki is like this now, her eyes passing through the gap between her fingers, and the coconuts in front of her, which should have been wrapped in a plastic bag, have become Nobuyuki who has no breath.

Holding his hands away, the lying man became a cocoon lying in a pool of blood again.

This was repeated several times, and the people on the earth kept changing.

Hibiki's heart was extremely confused, frightened, guilty, cowardly, angry, all kinds of emotions came one after another, stirring her dizzy.

So, she fled.

Climbed down the attic, jumped out of the cupboard, and stumbled down into the hallway.

There is also a corpse here, Tsuyo Saeki.

Hibiki looked at her hands stained with sticky and smelly blood, tried to raise them several times, and then put them down in fear.

She was afraid that her guess would come true.

In the end, she chose to give up, and she tiptoed against the wall and cautiously walked over the wall.

She didn't dare to get another drop of blood on the ground, because she didn't know whose blood it was.

Skirting the corpse, she began to run with her feet up, running downstairs and hiding in her room, shrinking her whole body into the quilt, and holding her hands without leaving a gap.

Her expression was dull, there was a hint of dead gray in her eyes, and her whole body was shaking even with the quilt.

I don't know how long it took for her to suddenly think of something, and she struggled inwardly for a long time, and her lips were bitten by her own teeth so that she almost bled out, and then she made up her mind to stand up.

When I walked to the bathroom, there were confetti and broken bamboo strips.

She took off her blood-stained white clothes and stood in front of the mirror wearing only her underwear.

Sure enough, the imprint is bigger than yesterday, and the traces of the facial features in it are very clear.

This face, which was exactly the same as Gaco's, on Hibiki's chest, suddenly opened his eyes.

Hibiki looked at her through the mirror, and she looked at Hibiki through the mirror, even winking playfully.

She watched Hibiki rub the mark like crazy, rubbing the white skin around her red, but the mark didn't fade in the slightest. The face smiled happily.

It wasn't until Hibiki gasped and stopped that Gacoko's face lip-shaped into the mirror and said silently.

Hibiki distinguishes for a while, and recognizes that Gacoco is saying, "Believe it."

……

"Auntie, what are you going to do? I believe it! ”

The good-looking and well-behaved boy had somehow come to his senses, and the puppet doll was left aside. He was forced to lean his back against the third pillar in the attic, his legs kicking on the wooden floor, as if trying to move back.

Hibiki held a knife and fell on all fours, like a Komodo dragon with its tongue out, slowly crawling towards its prey.

"Wake up, auntie!" The boy is still making a final effort, trying to wake up the aunt in front of him, who likes to make omelet rice for him the most.

The fruit knife stabbed with a cold light, once, once, again.

The boy fell to the ground weakly, foaming at the blood in his mouth, but still speaking in a weak voice.

"I believe it......"

……

In the mirror, the more he smiled, the more joyful he became, and when he looked at Hibiki, who was already full of tears in the corners of his eyes, he made another lip shape: Tatsuya.

"Believe it, don't run there, we have to stay in the room to be safe."

Tatsuya chased the letter that suddenly ran away and went up to the second floor.

He heard footsteps behind him, and when he looked back, it was his sister Hibiki standing at the corner in the middle of the stairs.

"Hibiki, it's dangerous here, you go back to the room and wait first, and I'll go and get the letter back." Tatsuya turned around and continued to walk towards the room at the end of the hallway.

Suddenly, a small sharp blade pierced through his left chest, and the clothes on his chest were slowly seeping through with blood.

……

Hibiki was sad and weeping.

Tatsuya, who has taken care of her for many years like a brother and father, has been watched by her to grow up since she was a baby, and these two closest people died in their own hands with doubts and unwillingness.

The face on his chest had put away a smile, but the corners of his mouth were still proud, and his lips moved slightly, and he actually made a third lip shape.

Iizuka.

Iizuka, who was catching up on sleep on the night shift, heard a knock at the door of the dormitory.

Standing outside the door was Hibiki Suzuki, whom I had seen two days ago.

"Miss Suzuki, is there anything wrong with you? How did you find my dorm here? ”

Hibiki lowered her head and didn't look at him, her hair covered her eyes, and she whispered, "I have something I want to tell Officer Iizuka about the situation of that house, I went to the police station first, and it was your colleague who told me the location of the dormitory." ”

"Ah, you're talking about the house where Mr. Qi lives now, right? Please come in and speak slowly. Iizuka let Hibiki into the dormitory and motioned for Hibiko to sit on the only chair in the room and wait while he went make a cup of hot tea.

He was hunched over the low bedside cabinet rummaging for tea, completely oblivious to the fact that the woman behind him took a hemp rope from her bag and quietly walked behind him.

……

"Ahh

Hibiki couldn't control it anymore, and began to cry after a mournful roar.

The cocot on his chest tilted his face and looked at it quietly with interest.

The howl turned to sobbing, and Hibiki finally stopped, and she looked up to meet Gaco's eyes in the mirror.

I watched it for a long time, until all the emotions on Hibiki's face faded, and only the numbness of the heart was left.

She turned around suddenly, walked to the kitchen with a firm step, pulled out a kitchen knife for cutting meat from the desk, lowered her head to find the location of the mark, and dug it down.

A few muffled grunts of suppressed pain.

A piece of fleshy skin was thrown to the ground.

On the skin, there is a face smiling.