"Listeners, thank you very much for keeping Ghost Stories. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info I'm Ah Feng, it's late. That's all we have to say about today's ghost story. In order to make our program better, the following is the hotline exchange time. The hotline of this column is 9xxxxx, and everyone is welcome to call to exchange experiences. After saying this, Ah Feng played the music.

Jingle Bell ······

"Hey! Hello! I'm Ah Feng. Do you have any stories to share? Ah Feng picked up the phone very kindly.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak······" There was only the 'squeak' of electricity on the phone, and the rest was silence.

"Hey! Feed! Feed! Are you still there? It seems that this listener has a bad phone signal. I hope you can find a place with a strong signal to play again, and I hope that next time we will have the opportunity to communicate. Ah Feng hung up the phone after speaking. Looking up at the computer, he found that the phone just now didn't have a caller ID at all, let alone a call log.

"What's going on with this computer today, why doesn't it even have a caller ID. It's also too strange, it looks like I'm going to have to look at the technical department tomorrow. Just as Ah Feng was thinking, a phone call came in again.

Jingle Bell ······

"Hey! Hello! I'm Ah Feng. Do you have any stories to share? Ah Feng still picked up the phone kindly,

“······ Hello Mr. Feng! There was a pause on the other side of the phone, and finally a nice voice came out.

"Hello! I'm Ah Feng. I don't know what story I want to share with you. Ah Feng looked at the computer again as he spoke, but to his disappointment, a blue screen appeared directly on the computer this time.

"It seems that this computer is really virus, not only can it not display the other party's calls, but it can't even do synchronous recording." Ah Feng was thinking about why the computer crashed, and that beautiful voice came in again.

"Teacher Ah Feng! Are you looking at the computer, are you curious about why the computer crashes? ”

"Ugh! You, how do you know. When Ah Feng said this, he always felt that he was being watched.

"Huh······ I guess. The lady's beautiful voice came again.

"Looks like the lady is amazing! I don't know what kind of story the lady wants to share with you! Ah Feng's heart finally let go, it turned out that others guessed.

"What I'm going to say next is incredible, and I hope you will be prepared."

"Rest assured, I've come to share incredible stories. Say it! Ah Feng encouraged there.

"My name is A-Ying, and I live in Room 401, Unit 2, Building 3, Lianhua Community, City." As soon as the man named Ah Ying finished saying this, he was interrupted by Ah Feng.

"Hey! I said ma'am. Can you not joke, Ah Feng is still hosting the show. The address you are talking about is the address of the female ghost in the story just now. And the name is the same, can you tell us something useful. Ah Feng didn't believe that the protagonist in the story would call the hotline at all. What's more, although Ah Feng hosts this show, he is an out-and-out atheist. I don't believe in anything like that, and I just take it as a story.

"Don't you believe me, what I say is true. And, and I was a loyal listener to you. I'm calling today to tell you that you see me as the main character of the story. Then you're going to have to pay me the royalties, or help me bring the stabbed man to justice. Or I'll be with you forever. The female ghost named A-Ying seemed a little unhappy.

"Ma'am, uh! Ah Ying: yes! I'm sorry, I'm still on the show, can I talk about it next time I have time? With that, Ah Feng hung up the phone.

"What's going on! There are still people who pretend to be dead people to collect royalties. It's not going to be a nervous call! Or make fun of me. Ah Feng shook his head as he thought.

Jingle Bell ······ Another call came into the live broadcast room. This time, Ah Feng didn't answer immediately, he deliberately looked at the computer.

"My dear, what's going on. Why is this computer all right, isn't it just because of the computer? Ah Feng muttered to himself.

"Hey! Hello! I'm Ah Feng. Do you have any stories to share? Ah Feng picked up the phone kindly.

"Hey! Brother Feng! I'm Lao Meng, what's wrong with you, why is the phone always busy, and I can't get through after calling for so long. And the radio is still full of blind sounds, what the hell is going on. A few of us thought something had happened to you, but the big guy was in a hurry. Now that I've heard your voice, there should be many people who can rest assured as much as I do. A listener named Lao Meng asked.

"Huh······ Ah Feng is fine! There was a bit of a malfunction in the machine just now. Thank you all for your concern. Ah Feng hung up the phone.

"Dear listeners, this is the end of today's program, and we will continue our ghost story tomorrow night. Good night everyone! Ah Feng said the end of the show, but dense sweat was already on his head.

"That lady just now isn't really the main character of the story! Otherwise, why did she call in, and the entire live broadcast room was paralyzed. It shouldn't be! How could my hotline talk to ghosts. If that's the case, then it's weird. Ah Feng has finished tonight's live broadcast, but he is still in a daze. I couldn't help but shudder at the end of the day, which is incredible.

"Ah Feng, Ah Feng! What are you doing? It's off work, what's there to do. Are you a ghost? Director Xiao Li saw Ah Feng sitting there in a daze, and went over to pat him on the shoulder.

"Ahh

Ah Feng was thinking about what had just happened, and his mind was like a movie. After going through what happened just now, I was a little stunned. Xiao Li slapped him on the back, which directly caused Ah Feng to jump up in shock.

"Xiao Li, what do you mean! You don't know that people can be scared to death. If something goes wrong, you're going to have to blame it. Ah Feng pretended to be angry.

"What were you doing? You were the only one talking in the whole live broadcast room, and there was no other voice. Are you sick, and if so, go to the doctor tomorrow. Xiao Li felt that Ah Feng seemed to be sick, and he was very concerned.

"Ugh! It's okay, it's okay! I'll go back first, and I'll talk about it tomorrow. Ah Feng replied perfunctorily, his heart was already up and down now.

"This guy can't really hit the ghost, right?" Xiao Li looked at Ah Feng's back and muttered to himself.

Ah Feng walked out of the radio door. Suddenly, a cool breeze hit him, and he shivered all over his body.

"Why is it so weird today, it can't be that I really encountered something dirty. It seems that I will go to find Master Liu tomorrow, and I hope he can help me solve it. Ah Feng thought as he went to his QQ car dealership.

Seeing that the time was almost half past twelve, Ah Feng started the car and rushed home. Because he received such a strange phone call while doing the show, Ah Feng always felt that there was someone behind him, and it was the person who called the hotline.

The car was on the way home, but there was a chance that there was no street light for that part of the road. I saw that the place where my headlights were shining was so wide, and it was all pitch black.

"Will the female ghost jump out and stop herself all of a sudden, or suddenly get into her QQ car?" Ah Feng couldn't stop beating the drum in his heart, and the more he thought about it, the more panicked he became.

"Why is this road so deserted today, why is it just my car. Miss A-Ying, you must, don't come to me. I didn't mean to use your story as a show, don't blame me! Amitabha! Amitabha! Ah Feng muttered to himself, even the Buddha name he had never recited.

Suddenly, Ah Feng saw in front of him, as if a girl in white was waving to him. But when he rubbed his eyes and looked at them again, there was nothing. The road is still the same road, and it is still dark on both sides, and there is nothing. But at this moment, Ah Feng's heart was about to jump out.

Jingle Bell ······ Jingle Bell ······

Ah Feng had just broken out in a cold sweat, and he was still in shock, when the phone rang abruptly.

(To be continued······ PS: If you like this work, please vote for favorites qidian.com and vote for recommendations, your support is my biggest motivation. Thank you! ）