In this village, the people who feel that something is wrong are not the only ones who are far away. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Several young people danced wildly in the cemetery, and Mai Haimai danced for a while, then picked up his camera and began to take pictures of the crowd. It's a cemetery in a remote village, and it's a great location for supernatural photos, and he won't miss the opportunity. However, after taking dozens of photos in a row, in addition to the redness of everyone's eyes, no "supernatural" elements were found, Mai Haimai was a little disappointed, put away the camera, and jumped into a ball with everyone.

After dancing four songs in a row, everyone was a little tired, so they stopped dancing for a while, sat in a circle and began to tell ghost stories. In order to create an atmosphere, the lights are turned off and the seats are darkened.

Liu Ding's story is very old-fashioned, and he was knocked down by everyone before he finished speaking. Next on the stage was Mai Haimai, who had just started his speech when everyone felt a chill hit them.

It's not that his story is too scary, but he really feels a chill. Perhaps listening to the story too carefully made it impossible to tell if the cold was brought by the wind or from somewhere else.

At this moment, Huo Zhen and Guo Junhang both heard a crackling sound, as if something had cracked.

"What sound?" Guo Junhang said immediately.

"What's the sound?" Jiao Xinlin asked.

"Over there," he said, gesturing, "there seems to be a sound of something cracking." ”

"Guo Junhang, what's the matter with you? Big Mai is telling a story, why are you so rude? Liu Ding shouted unceremoniously.

"What do you mean I'm rude? You can't hear with your own ears, and you blame me? ”

"How do you speak?" Liu Ding stood up suddenly.

"Okay, let's not say a word. We're here to play today, don't fight with your own people! Jiao Xinlin mediated.

Guo Junhang and Liu Ding both made dissatisfied voices, but they also gave Jiao Xinlin a face and didn't say anything.

Although Huo Qian also heard that voice, he had always been silent and did not say anything.

When he first came, he was sneered at by Liu Xiayu, and now he was so troubled by Liu Ding, Guo Junhang was in no mood, and he didn't want to listen to the story, so he said: "I'll go to the toilet." After saying that, he didn't care if others responded or not, and left on his own.

The eight of them had designed several "thrill games" before, the first was Hide-and-Seek in the cemetery, the second was treasure hunting in the cemetery, and the third was Close Your Eyes When It's Dark. The "grave jumping" and ghost story telling just now are all warm-ups, and the real "entertainment" has not officially begun.

Guo Junhang said that it was false to go to the toilet, and it was true that he wanted to stay away from everyone. He walked in the direction of the gate for a while, looked back, and could no longer feel the presence of other people, except for some faint sounds, so he let out a long breath and cursed a few words very unpleasantly.

Although the crackling sound just now was not loud, he heard it clearly, and he definitely heard it correctly. In retrospect, the sound was like the cracking of a stone. This was a cemetery, and there were a lot of stone monuments, and he suddenly felt that it was very likely that one of the stone tablets had cracked.

The stele is so good, why did it crack?

Another chill hit, and Guo Junhang suddenly snorted.

He looked up and saw a building not far in front of him. When I walked over, it turned out to be a public toilet. I excused myself to go to the toilet, and I really walked to the door of the toilet. Coincidentally, his stomach suddenly hurt as well. He groaned as he rushed into the public toilet.

The inside of the public toilet is even darker than the outside, and you can't see your fingers at all. Although it was dark outside, there was still a crescent moon in the sky, and I could still see something. But there is no light at all.

Guo Junhang used his mobile phone to illuminate, found a place to squat, and then began to look through WeChat.

Suddenly, the crackling sound reached his ears again.

He was another agitator, and his eyes immediately shifted from his phone to his surroundings.

What's going on? Just now, in the cemetery, there were tombstones all around, and the sound of stones cracking was barely normal. This is a public toilet, how can you hear this sound again?

Panicking, he stood up and looked around with the flashlight on his phone.

It had apparently been a long time since anyone had been here, the corners were covered with cobwebs, and a thick layer of dust had accumulated on the ground. However, by the light of the flashlight, he found a series of footprints on the ground. Footprints came in through the doorway, passed where he had been, and continued inside.

The toilet is very small, with only three squatting positions in total. He had chosen to be the first to enter the door, and the footprints on the ground were heading straight for the last position.

Looking at those footprints, Guo Junhang suddenly felt a burst of creepy.

There are only footprints that go in, and no footprints that come out.

That person, isn't that still in there?

He stood halfway between the first and second positions, the light from his phone shaking slightly.

If there was a person inside, why was there no sound at all? Not even breathing? Moreover, it was so dark just now, why didn't that person turn on his phone? Isn't he afraid that he won't be able to see?

He swallowed and held his breath.

He wanted to listen to whether there was any sound in it.

There was a dead silence all around, and there was no sound.

Would you like to go over and have a look?

Such a thought suddenly flashed in Guo Junhang's mind.

He licked his dry lips, took the phone in both hands, and took a step forward.

The light from the phone fell on the opposite wall, creating a dappled glow.

The light is shaking more and more violently.

Guo Junhang suddenly regretted that he had come here. But when he thought of Liu Xiayu and Liu Ding's faces, he felt a burst of anger, and his sense of fear weakened a little.

He gritted his teeth and took two more steps forward.

The third position is already close at hand. He only needs to probe a little to see what is going on inside.

But this last bit of distance is like a moat.

He felt his neck stiffen and his legs became disobedient.

If there were people in it, what kind of person would it be? If the inside is ...... What about nobody?

He suddenly remembered a horror movie he had watched before, called "Ghost Doll Hanako", which seemed to be related to the toilet.

Suddenly, an idea came to him.

Why don't you shout and try?

However, when he tried to make a sound, he found that his throat was blocked and he couldn't make a sound.

Only then did he realize that shouting was even more terrible than walking over.

If he really shouted, he might have scared himself first.

Liu Xiayu's look of disdain appeared in front of her eyes again. He took the last step with a heartbeat.

The situation in the third position finally appeared in front of his eyes.

At this moment, he only felt his brain explode, his eyes exploded, and the blood in his body instantly coagulated.

Inside, there is indeed a person.

That person was not Hanako, but himself. His face was pale, his eyes were protruding, and he was covered in blood.