Lu Lin laughed embarrassedly: "I, I still don't say it, I know that I always like to go off topic when I speak, but writing things is not so verbose, the things I encountered have been written down, you can take a look———" He pointed to the small notebook in Su Jiaojiao's hand.

Only then did a few people understand Lu Lin's intentions, Su Jiaojiao glanced at the introduction again, secretly amused in her heart, and turned a page back, reading it while reading———

& I never thought I would actually encounter a ghost.

Writing manuscripts in the middle of the night is a common problem for us amateur writers. Especially when writing about the supernatural, it is not so much that no one disturbs the purity in the middle of the night, but it is better to scare yourself at night, so that it is easier to find inspiration——— this statement still makes sense——— supernatural story, it is to bluff and scary, if the author can't even scare himself, then how to attract the attention of others.

So when I was thinking about the plot in the middle of the night, I often scared myself into a cold sweat——— just like the female ghost who hung on the roof of the shed in the middle of the night as mentioned in my book, and when I thought of her, I really had a creepy feeling ——— her, as if it was right on my head!

Of course, these are all imaginations, ideations, and physical and mental substitutions.

And just when I thought it was nothing more than that, what happened in the last few days really broke me down.........

It all started with the story I wrote "Ghost Reply" that day———

The story is that there is a perennial college student who has been clubbing for a post to recruit friends, in which he attached a photo of himself, the young man looks plain, so no one pays attention to it——— no wonder, there are no more than two kinds of people who can be famous by their looks these years, one is so beautiful that women want to commit crimes, so handsome that men want to break their backs, and the other is the kind that makes people sick to their stomachs regardless of beauty or ugliness, and everyone is hostile to grandstanding.

College students have no characteristics, and of course his explosive photo stickers sink in seconds.

He didn't care too much about it at the time, and he didn't look at it again after he posted it, but one night, he logged on to the post bar and accidentally found that the post was actually refined and put on the top, he was more happy than surprised, and when he clicked on it, it was the message of countless netizens, but the attention was not his photo itself, but the reply to the second floor———

>&I want to be friends with you.........'

It's a very common sentence, but the following reply really makes his heart cooler the more he looks at it———

> Let's take a look at the 'sofa>

''Akajiri'?! God, I don't see anything———'

&What's wrong? Seeking popular science ———'

&Upstairs, aliens? Haven't you heard of 'Akajiri'? ——— a thousand degrees yourself'

&———She's not , I didn't say anything, 'Du Dad' smoked again, bless and bless———

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All the replies revolve around the netizen named 'Xiao Jiri', college students don't need to check, he often mixes it, he knows, the female netizen whose ID is 'Xiao Jiri', jumped off the building and committed suicide because of an online violence incident three months ago.........

At first, the college student thought it was a prank by some hacker or someone in the know, but the replies in the following days plunged him into deep fear———

The posts that Jiriko replied to were all the scenes when she jumped off the building, every expression falling from a high altitude, close-ups from all angles in the air, and the moment when the plasma splashed after landing......... At first, netizens who have been following the post thought that this was a photo of a person, or a mysterious witness, but there are so many excellent shooting positions.........

Also, according to the owner, the ID of 'Akajiri' has long been deleted, and it is permanently not allowed to be registered.........

That's all for my ghost story, and I'm going to draw out the ghost of this reply the next day.........

When I went to bed, it was already more than three o'clock in the morning, and I was still a little tired, but as soon as I lay down, there was a prompt sound from my mobile phone——— which was someone posting a book review———

Hehe, this story you tell is so beautiful!

I replied:

Although the story is good, don't be greedy———

The man replied:

Hehe, if you turn the light on, it won't be dark———

I say:

Hey, you're so cute, you're a mm, right? Aren't you afraid of watching ghost stories so late?

The man said,

Don't be afraid, I'm bolder at night.

I say:

Haha, okay, the bold girl's paper, I'm all scared by my own story, go to bed first, good night———

The man said,

Don't sleep, chat with me, don't be afraid, I'll help you turn on the lights———

I was about to reply when the light in my living room came on.........

I was hairy on end, hesitated for a long time, touched a glass of water at the head of the bed to defend myself, stayed for nearly three minutes, and then walked out of the bedroom tremblingly, the light in the living room was on, the window was closed, there was silence, I saw that it was not a thief who came in, and finally put a snack, and found that it was the switch that controlled the light was loose, and it was extinguished with a light touch, and then knocked on the wall and lit up———

I breathed a sigh of relief, taped the switch tightly, and chiseled the wall twice hard, and finally got back to normal.

After some tossing, when I went to bed again, I was already sleepy, I was lying on my back for a while, I picked up my phone and looked at the reply again, and I had already replied with several words———

Hey? Why don't you speak?

Did you sleep? Why ignore me?

Well, let me guess your story after that———

Most readers guess that someone should want to avenge the girl who jumped off the building, but that's not the case, it's really a ghost to reply to the post———

I interrupted her:

Don't guess, I haven't even figured out the plot yet, so don't mislead me———

The man said,

Hehe, I don't even have to guess, I know what's going on.

I was a little surprised, and I just wanted to ask, but the man replied:

Look at my screen name———

I looked down in confusion, and suddenly a chill welled up in my heart———

In the book review section, there are three words written after the 'Publisher———

Akajiriko!

Practical joke! That was my first reaction, and I was a little annoyed, but then what made me even angrier was the man's words below———

Want to see what I really look like?

I typed 'no, boring!' on my phone. Before I could send it out, I was horrified to find that something was wrong———

The lights in the room are turned off, and it is pitch black all around, and the only thing that is on is my mobile phone, which is reflected in the faint background light of the mobile phone screen———

That's a human face!

The face of a young woman who is miserable white and bloodless!

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