If that's the case, the female ghost in red really existed, so it's not surprising that she has a daughter.

"However, this is all speculation and there is no evidence."

If she wanted proof, if she wanted to examine ghost stories, she would have written more ghost stories, but at the thought of this shocking news, she couldn't do anything.

"It's twelve o'clock in the morning......"

Jumo didn't have the habit of staying up late, usually after twelve o'clock, she would be sleepy and couldn't open her eyes, but at this moment she didn't feel sleepy at all.

She was unconscious last night, so she slept more peacefully.

However, now she knows that she has the power to bring strange stories to life, and that she knows the tragedy she has caused.

She tries to stop the spread of mirror ghost stories and killing, but she is horrified to find that she can no longer type a word.

"When the is over, I can't add anything more. In other words, I have already passively replenished once, so it is impossible to continue supplementing in a short period of time. ”。

Guessing again, Jumo didn't know what else to do except guess.

She sighed.

The case of a husband eating his wife wasn't a perfect ghost story, so after three failed additions, she finally added another limit.

"Every time there is only a thin thread left of the moon, this tragedy repeats itself."

At first, she wanted to ruin or end the weird conversation altogether, but once she had the idea, she couldn't type any words, and the words in her head didn't appear at the end of the document.

"It can only be restricted, and the conditions of the restriction must not violate its auto-complete part.".

The case of the husband eating his wife has also been automatically closed. Its complementary condition is a family of three, a couple who seem to live in harmony, sharing the same bed but with different dreams.

"The longer the weird talk takes to form, the more conditions there are to supplement, and I completely lose control of them."

She looked up at the ceiling.

"It's time to make the strange legend of the White Monster come true.".

She is constantly updating the news.

It wasn't long before the headlines went from a mirror-breaking murder to a picture of a tall white ape.

The story of the white monster is not limited to the same place as the story of the drum monster, so it has happened in many places.

Happening in many places, the presence of survivors, the white ape that is incompatible with the night, is enough to be captured by those sensitive reporters in a short time.

"It seems that these weird stories can come true without making them public, so it's okay if they don't make them public...... Number......"

Jumo slapped his head hard.

"Why am I so stupid.".

She suddenly realizes that she has fallen into a misunderstanding.

Since the rules are contradictory, negating previously speculated rules is an undesirable method of exclusion.

The most critical and terrifying thing about the bizarre rumors about the rules that have been circulating lately is the contradictory rules.

"Maybe the ghost stories I create also have contradictory rules."

For example, a complete ghost story and a ghost story that only targets one victim should be an untenable ghost story.

But once these weird stories gain some popularity, perhaps two of them can be offset.

Her strange remarks about Yu Lu did not spread, and they were said in such detail that only Yu Lu was targeted.

"The strange thing I wrote in the live broadcast room is aimed at myself, because it satisfies popularity, so even if it is complete, even if it is only for one person...... It will still be in effect. ”。

She subconsciously touched her neck.

"I almost killed myself.".

She sat on a stool with her knees folded, terrified.

She tried to calm herself down and not tremble.

"However, I also verified one thing, even if the ghost story I wrote was directed at me, I would not be killed by them.".

This may be the only good news.

"Yulu's work efficiency has always been very high, I guess my parents will come to see me tomorrow, and I need to get enough energy to cope with tomorrow's tough battle."

She looked at the computer.

"Before that, I'm going to write a new ghost story."

After writing this eerie conversation, she forced herself to close her eyes and fall asleep, but her heart beat violently like a drum.

She sighed, took a piece of melatonin, played soothing music, kept repeating the numbers in her mind, and finally fell asleep.

It was pitch black in the dream, and she seemed to be running, but after the run, she stopped for a while, as if she was waiting for someone, and as if she was forced to rest because she was exhausted.

As she ran, she finally saw a small white thing, but it wasn't light, it was a white ape eating something.

The ape's face was bloodied, and he turned his head, and in front of him was a terrified male corpse.

As soon as it saw that it was her, it turned its head and reached out for something.

Immediately after, it placed a still beating bloody heart in the palm of her hand.

"Don't move.".

A somewhat familiar voice sounded, and Xiao Xu and Lao Xie appeared behind her.

Holding the gun, Xiao Xu sneered and said, "I knew you were this kind of person." ”。

Lao Xie shook his head sadly: "I really didn't expect you to be this kind of person. ”。

Jumo opened her mouth to explain, but her arms were raised uncontrollably, her heart getting closer and closer to her face, and she opened her mouth uncontrollably, as if she wanted to bite the heart.

The thumping of the heart grew louder and louder, like a knock on the door.

"Boom. Bang. Bang. ”。

"Don't eat it. Don't want to. ”。

Jumo woke up from his sleep.

"Boom. Bang. Bang. ”。

The knocking continued, impatient and rude.

"Zhu Mo, Zhu Mo, I know you're at home. Open the door. ”。

The middle-aged woman's shouts mixed with accents couldn't stop the door, so she broke in.

Jumo shook his head, which was still unconscious, and did not rush to open the door, but slowly went to wash it.

The noise outside is getting louder, and it may be that the neighbors were attracted by the knock on the door and ran to see the excitement.

The effect she wanted came.

"You have a future, you have the ability. How dare you not open the door to your mother. I shouldn't have given birth to you, white-eyed wolf. ”。

The door kept vibrating, as if it was about to shatter again.

In order to avoid changing two doors in two days, Jumo walked towards the door and opened it.

The door was suddenly opened, and the middle-aged woman who looked somewhat similar to Ju Mo didn't react, and the knocking hand hit Ju Mo directly.

Ju Mo screamed in pain and took half a step back.

Jumo looked at the camera in the crowd, pretended to be surprised, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "What's wrong with my dad again." This time it's syphilis, poison or AIDS. ”。

Some in the crowd subconsciously stepped back, away from Peng's mother.

She is well aware of the truth that the ugliness of the family should not be publicized, but Jumo is a typical broken jar.