Uncle Bagua Entertainment is one of those marketing accounts, and he is also the person who took the photo.

This morning, when he was shopping, he accidentally saw this scene in a parking space, and he had an occupational illness, so he subconsciously filmed this scene.

I took a lot of photos in a row, but the one that was sent out was just right in terms of angle and expression.

After the shooting, Uncle Bagua felt that Yan Lingxi was a little familiar, and after being prompted, he remembered that this is not the Internet celebrity master Yan Lingxi?

He felt that an amateur's gossip news couldn't cause any big waves, so he sold several points to other marketing accounts, made a lot of money, and then posted a "breaking news" Weibo himself.

Looking at the rapidly increasing number of readings and comments, Uncle Bagua was surprised, and then he was complacent, those words that scolded Yan Lingxi did not make him feel guilty, but only made him feel proud.

The truth? Does the truth matter? He wants fire.

But seeing that the reading volume is rising, Uncle Bagua regrets it a little, he made a mistake in his estimation, he didn't expect Yan Lingxi, an amateur, to have such a great influence, if he had known, he would have made it his own.

Uncle Gossip sighed regretfully.

Suddenly, he shuddered. Uncle Bagua himself was frightened by his own behavior, what's going on, this feeling of imminent danger?

Uncle Bagua swallowed a mouthful of saliva and shook his head, now that it is a society ruled by law, what danger can there be.

"Tuk-tuk—"

There was a dull knock on the door.

Uncle Bagua stood up, it should be that the takeout he just ordered had arrived, and the speed was quite fast.

He didn't look out of the cat's eye, and just opened the door.

There was no one outside.

Uncle Bagua frowned, looked left and right, there was no figure, did you hear it wrong? Or is it a prank?

Uncle Bagua closed the door suspiciously.

But it wasn't long before there was another dull knock at the door.

Uncle Bagua impatiently went to open the door.

Strangely, there was still no one outside the door.

There wasn't a single figure.

Uncle Bagua cursed in a low voice, came out of the door, and even went to the elevator and stairs to take a look, and was sure that there was no one.

The number displayed by the elevator is, who can go from the dozen floors to the first floor in such a short time?

There was not the slightest sound of footsteps on the stairs.

Of course, this doesn't ensure that someone isn't hiding on the next staircase, so Uncle Bagua warned, "I don't care who you are, if you dare to play a prank, I can't spare you!" ”

In the empty stairwell, only his echoing scolding.

No response.

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Uncle Bagua scolded and left the stairwell and returned to the room.

After a few minutes, there was a dull knock on the door again.

Uncle Bagua let out a "", walked to the door and looked out through the cat's eyes, but saw nothing.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk-"

But the knocking on the door didn't stop.

Looks like this bastard knows how to dodge cat's eyes.

Uncle Bagua waited for a few more seconds, grabbed the doorknob, and opened the door unexpectedly.

didn't see the "bastard" who should have been caught.

There was still no one outside the door.

However, the weirdest thing is that the knocking on the door continues.

Cold sweat slipped from Uncle Bagua's head, his breathing gradually became rapid, and his body was stiff.

He didn't understand, why there was a knock on the door, but no one was seen.

And it's not the knocking sound of other residents, Uncle Bagua can hear it clearly, it's the sound of his own door.

Uncle Bagua gasped sharply, then turned around in a panic, and almost hurriedly closed the door.

The knock on the door stopped.

Uncle Bagua breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

However, just halfway through the loosening, it rang again.

At first, it was dull and slow, but later I found that Uncle Bagua had not opened the door, and it began to become rapid and sharp, "Tuk Tuk Tuk-", like a life talisman, Uncle Bagua's back hair stood on end, and goosebumps were visible to the naked eye on his arms.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk——!!!"

Like a string that was taut, and the two sides were pulled in the opposite direction, Uncle Bagua staggered to a place far away from the door, and he didn't dare to run into the house, he had to keep an eye on the movement of the door panel, only in this way could he feel at ease. Even this peace of mind is insignificant.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang, as if the thing outside the door had run out of patience, and the door was slammed hard.

Uncle Bagua was so frightened that he was excited, "Ahhhh ”

Then he reacted, covering his mouth vigorously and staring nervously at the door.

A long time passed, and there was no more knocking on the door.

I don't know why, Uncle Bagua didn't feel at ease, but his heartbeat was faster.

Outside the door he didn't know, Zhou Qi smiled, "This turtle grandson is estimated to have been scared miserably, go, now is the best time." ”

Uncle Bagua suddenly heard a "murmuring" sound of running water, which made Uncle Bagua have a bad premonition in his heart.

The eyes kept staring at it would produce a very dry feeling, and Uncle Bagua had to blink, and accidentally saw the crack in the door, and suddenly his eyes widened in horror.

There was a pool of blood.

A pool of moving blood.

At this moment, the blood was already next to the couch, and he was still a third of the way away. And through the crack in the door, more and more blood poured in.

The dazzling red was reflected in Uncle Bagua's eyes, and his breathing became more and more rapid, and he wished that he would faint directly.

Sadly, he never had a more sober moment than now.

"Goo-goo-goo-"

More and more, more and more.

Uncle Bagua even felt like he couldn't breathe anymore, because the strong smell of blood was disgusting.

He thought sadly that even if he could survive today, he would have a psychological shadow on the sounds of "tuk tuk" and "goo-tuk" in the future.

The bloodstains are like self-aware monsters, slowly but clearly approaching Uncle Bagua.

Uncle Bagua got up from the ground, ran towards the bedroom, took the time to look back, and found that the blood stains paused subtly, then increased his speed, and slowly transformed into a pale person as he approached.

Or is it people?

How can anyone have a face that color? It's like being frozen in a morgue for a month after death.

Uncle Bagua was stunned to see this scene beyond common sense, although everything that happened today was unusual, but this scene still scared him enough.

The ghost figure stood in a pool of blood and smiled at Uncle Bagua, but he scared Uncle Bagua's ass to the ground.

"Don't come, don't come, don't come! Don't kill me, don't kill me, help, help! ”

The ghost shadow was still smiling, his smile was getting bigger and bigger, the corners of his mouth were almost behind his ears, and there was undisguised malice in his eyes, looking at Uncle Bagua's eyes as if he was going to tear him apart and swallow him again.

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