"Hmm~"

Yang Wenhong opened his eyes in a daze, and he was still a little confused.

"Husband, are you awake?"

The wife stayed by her side, and the sadness between her eyebrows slowly dissipated.

"Wife, I had a dream and saw a bunch of dead people standing in our store, but it scared me to death." pressed his forehead, Yang Wenhong's consciousness gradually sobered up, and the previous picture is still lingering.

When Zhang Xuerou heard this, she immediately giggled.

"What are you laughing at? I really saw it, and all of them turned pale and pale. ”

Seeing his wife laughing, Yang Wenhong thought he didn't believe it, and got up to continue explaining.

Suddenly, I caught a glimpse of a man standing in the room, looking at himself with his hands on his chest.

"Who are you?"

Looking at the man, Yang Wenhong stared for a while, and suddenly recalled: "You are the one in the pile of dead people."

It was like a stone was blocked in my heart, and it was uncomfortable.

With that, Zhang Xuerou and the man both laughed.

This makes Yang Wenhong very uncomfortable, what about the two of you who are the riddler?

"Boss, you misunderstood, we are from the crew of "Hundred Ghosts Night Walking", and due to the tight time, the actors didn't have time to remove their makeup." Xia Ning restrained his smile and explained patiently.

"Actors?" Yang Wenhong raised his eyebrows.

beckoned to the outside of the house, Xia Ning called Jin Jiahui and a few people in, of course, after removing the makeup, it had returned to its original appearance.

"Boss, I'm sorry to scare you." With a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth, Jin Jiahui and the others said apologetically.

"It turned out to be an actor..."After seeing the work card given by the other party, the stone in Yang Wenhong's heart was put down.

After the crew left after they were full of wine and food, Yang Wenhong watched them go away, and his heart was mixed.

After a moment, he said solemnly: "That...... I'm not scared, I just hit my head. ”

"Yo, I remember that some people also said that they were not afraid of ghosts, why were they stunned twice just now?" His wife, Zhang Xuerou, sneered behind her.

"You... Don't talk nonsense, I'm not afraid at all! You have the ability to let him appear! With a red face, Yang Wenhong was still making his last struggle.

"It's... Is it? A miserable woman's voice came from behind her.

"Ahh Don't kill me! Hearing this, Yang Wenhong held his head nervously again.

"Boss, tease you!" Jin Jiahui stuck out her tongue, she forgot something just now, and when she came back, she just heard the other party's words, and suddenly had a bad taste, which scared him.

"You!" Yang Wenhong was angry for a while, and he was about to fight.

But the little girl had already run away, leaving only Zhang Xuerou's laughter in the hotel.

……

At less than nine o'clock in the evening, Wang Jiajun dragged his tired body back to the dormitory, took a shower and lay down in bed early.

I'm so tired today, and the number of people in the experience hall is increasing, and he really can't bear it alone.

Xia Ning, who was a dog, knew how to send Lao Tzu to be a makeup artist in a dignified manner.

"It's still comfortable in bed."

Boredom brushing the scarf, I was suddenly attracted by a new post.

#可怕, I saw a hundred ghosts walking at night!#

What's that?

Hyakki Night Walking? Really going to be the title party.

Looking at the clicks, it turned out to be almost a million.

Wow, it's kind of interesting that so many people are browsing.

So Wang Jiajun clicked in without thinking about it.

The floor has been covered in a pile of speeches.

"Good guy, when I first clicked in, I thought it was the title party, but after reading it, my mind was shocked."

"Outrageous, I just want to say outrageous."

"Hurry up and invite my seventh uncle!"

"Demons, monsters, get out of here!"

"You are all too vegetable, one by one is so timid, look at me now to go to the line, one slips..."

"Is upstairs still there? (Dog's Head)"

It seems to be quite hot, let me see what kind of cow and horse thing it is?

Wang Jiajun blocked the speeches of other netizens, leaving only the personal posts of the landlord.

"My name is Jiang Changkai, I met a ghost, and it's not one, I'm panicking now, asking for help online, it's urgent."

See a ghost?

Wang Jiajun couldn't help but shake his head, now these bloggers are really not as good as one session, this old routine method of eyeballs is too low, and it is all left over from other people's play.

He promised that there would be a video or photo of P next.

Swipe the interface, and sure enough, some pictures and short videos appeared below the post.

Sure enough, everything was under my control.

Clicking on a photo at random, Wang looked at it with contempt.

But after just one glance, he lost his mind.

This... What the heck?

The background of the photo is a dimly lit street, but that's not the point.

What frightened him was the ghostly figures and lifeless faces.

Although the photo is not very clear, only a woman's face is captured.

However, it was that face that made Wang Jiajun's heart feel like he had been hit hard by a plumb hammer.

"It's makeup, right? But it's not like ah, are these dead people?! ”

Staring at the woman's face for a while, Wang Jiajun couldn't help but feel goosebumps for a while, and those cold eyes seemed to be staring at him.

Startled, he quickly turned off his mobile phone, his blood seemed to be congealed, his hair stood up slightly, and the whole person was clung to by invisible fear.

The face that lingers in my mind.

"What's wrong with you? Canadian troops. ”

Just after taking a shower, Zhang Zhaoping, who was wiping his hair, walked in, and when he looked up, he saw someone Wang who didn't look very good.

"It's okay, it's okay..."

The roommate's words brought a hint of comfort, and Wang Jiajun's pounding heart eased a little, and patted his chest: "You can't scare yourself."

Cover with the quilt and close your eyes.

Ten minutes later, Wang Jiajun opened his eyes again.

I really couldn't sleep, and the image kept flashing in front of my eyes.

Scared, but with a hint of curiosity, he wondered what else was in the photos and videos that followed.

The more I think about it, the more my heart feels like being scratched by a cat's paws, and it is very uncomfortable.

After tossing and turning on the bed several times, Wang Jiajun suddenly lifted the futon covering his head and sat up.

Taking a deep breath, he turned his phone back on, found the post, and clicked on it.

Fortunately, the photos posted by the landlord behind are not so impactful.

Flip down a few more times, and there is only a short video that is secretly taken.

Fingers reach for the play button, but stop just as they are about to touch it.

Wang Jiajun was a little entangled, he didn't know whether to open it or not, he was still afraid, worried that something extremely terrifying would appear.

After some inner entanglement, he still clicked on the video.

Staring at the screen with bated breath, Wang Jiajun didn't dare to let go of a detail, and the feeling of surprise and joy was particularly addictive.

After staring at it for a while, suddenly a human face flashed in the camera, but the stay time was very short, and the picture was very blurry.

But at that moment, Wang Jiajun had a strange feeling inexplicably, as if he had seen this face somewhere.

"How have I seen this man anywhere?"

Confused, he replayed the video again, this time in slow motion.

At the moment when that face appeared, Wang Jiajun pressed the pause button, and the face was also frozen in that second.

Squinting his eyes and holding his phone closer, his brain began to piece together fragments of memory, and a familiar name slowly emerged.

Xia Ning?!

...

Xia Ning, who returned to the rental house, couldn't help but sneeze and rubbed his nose: "Who is scolding me?" ”

Without further thought, after making a cup of strong tea, he turned around and walked to his desk, turned on his computer, and clicked on a folder called Study Materials.

Of course, this learning material is a very serious kind, it is a place where he specially stores his horror learning experience, after observing Li Yong's guidance on horror films today, he is very touched, and he has further strengthened the plot of horror films and televisions, and intends to record these experiences for the development of the terrorist cause in the future.

Fingers tapped on the keyboard, and the text jumped into the document, and in a short time there was a full pile.

I don't know how long it took, Xia Ning put the last end to the whole text and stretched his waist: "I'm really tired today, I feel like my body is about to run out." ”

I couldn't help but sigh that makeup was really laborious and time-consuming, and I didn't understand how those girls persevered.

"I really admire Director Li, he is in his forties, his body is still so good, and he is still alive and well after a busy afternoon, which is really admirable." While drinking strong tea, Xia Ning closed the computer and admired.

With a yawn, Xia Ning washed up and went to bed, but he didn't know that his best friend was destined to not sleep tonight.

In the university dormitory.

The lights had gone out, and the whole room was in darkness, except for a faint light coming from one of the quilts.

Wang Jiajun shrank in the futon, his mobile phone kept tapping the buttons, his expression was very strange, and he seemed to be vaguely frightened.

"What if the best friend isn't human?"

"Waiting online, it's in a hurry!"