Night 669 The ghost who listens to ghost stories

Beware of gibberish, if you accidentally provoke ghosts.

Youyou is an ordinary employee of a building materials factory, the work is very easy, and in his spare time, he will write a little manuscript to earn a little manuscript fee to support his shriveled wallet, the cultural level of Youyou is not very high, and the writing level is very poor, writing a manuscript is completely just a simple personal preference, just with this liking, not to mention that he is really on a website specializing in writing ghost stories, he has written a little fame, and there are a lot of people who support him.

Ghost stories are a bit scary and bizarre to hear, but it's very troublesome to write, the key is that everyone has never seen such a thing, and if you want to write it, you can only rely on yourself to think about it, or listen to some experiences told by other people, and after processing and improving these things, it is an interesting, terrifying, bizarre ghost story.

In order to be able to write more and better works, as long as you have free time, you will go to the lounge, begging those older workers to tell these strange things, anyway, everyone is also idle and bored, you and I talk about those legends one by one, or things that I have personally experienced, and you sit quietly on a small bench by the door, holding a small book, recording every story he thinks is good.

On this day, it was Youyou's turn to work the night shift, and after finishing her work, Youyou came to the lounge, the so-called lounge is actually a small warehouse used to store tools, and a table and a few chairs were placed in it to become a temporary lounge, and there were not many people on the night shift, and there were only four people in Youyou.

Lao Wang and Lao Zhang are older, leaning on the chair and smoking, and there is Brother Guan, this person is only a little older than Youyou, and he is also a young man, sitting on the table in the lounge playing with his mobile phone.

Youyou still habitually sat on the small bench at the door, with his back to the door of the lounge, because the door lock was broken, so it had to be supported by a wooden shovel, the current weather is still a little cold, and if you don't close the door tightly, you will definitely freeze to death!

A door separated the cold from the door, the house was lit with electric heaters, and the temperature in the room quickly rose, and the first to tell the story today was Brother Guan, who said that his neighbor was an old man surnamed Zhang, according to this old man, he had encountered a lot of such strange things, and it sounded like it made people's scalps explode!

It was more than seven o'clock in the evening, Lao Zhang came back from the night shift and found that his daughter-in-law was not at home, at this time his father-in-law called him, saying that he wanted him to go to dinner, and by the way, Lao Zhang's daughter-in-law was brought back. The old father-in-law invited guests to dinner, which was a big deal, so Lao Zhang did not stop at all, and rushed to his father-in-law's house on a motorcycle.

On the way, Lao Zhang saw a woman riding an electric car, and there was a three- or four-year-old child sitting in the back seat of the car

When I fell asleep, I kept dozing off in a small chair specially made for children.

The rider is a long-haired woman, she can't see her appearance clearly, but she should be a very beautiful woman from the figure and dress, Lao Zhang rode a motorcycle and quickly overtook the woman's electric car, wanting to see the woman's appearance, but the woman's long hair has been covering her face, and it was dark and she couldn't see what the other party looked like, and Lao Zhang didn't care too much, so he rode the car and continued to drive towards his father-in-law's house.

After driving for about ten minutes, he found a person standing on the side of the road in front of him, and what made Lao Zhang feel terrified was that this person was the woman he had just met, at this time the woman was holding the bicycle handlebar, leaning the car on her body, and looking at a barren mountain in the distance.

Lao Zhang thought he was dazzled, but the long hair, the child sitting in the car, including the red dress worn by the woman, and the lollipop tightly held in the child's hand would never be wrong, it was the one he had just met, but how did she surpass herself? So Lao Zhang turned around and ran away in fright, and returned home with a serious illness, and did not recover until a week later.

This story is really good, you carefully recorded the important content on it, and others also asked why this is?

Could it be that this woman is the "resident" of the mass grave, who went out shopping at night but couldn't find a home. His writing style has always been based on funny and terrifying, which is very similar to his character, he himself is a very cheerful and humorous person, and there is a feeling that the language is not shocking and endless.

Everyone was amused when they heard this, just when everyone was chatting happily, the shovel that supported the door suddenly slipped and fell to the ground, and the people who lost their support were also blown open by the cold wind outside, and Youyou hurriedly ran to close the door, but unexpectedly, the wind swept away the book that Youyou used to record.

This is the heart and liver of the ghost.,There are dozens of writing materials that can be recorded on it.,This month's work can all rely on this little book!So you don't care about closing the door.,Just chased it out.,The book was swept in the air by the wind.,Make a "snort" sound.,The little heart of the quiet can't help but tighten a point because of this sound.,A page was torn off from the book.,This makes the quiet heart ache!

A single piece of paper is more likely to be blown away by the wind.,As a result, Youyou still couldn't get the fallen paper back.,I opened it again and found that the ghost story I just recorded was blown away.,But it doesn't matter that the content of this story Youyou've almost remembered it.,It's time to write it out.。

Yu Yu returned to the lounge a little depressed, "Who did I provoke here? He almost lost the guy I was eating!" Although the mood was depressed, it was still free

Don't make fun of it, Youyou is such a person.

"Hey, you say things won't be so coincidental, it's April now, how can there be such a strong wind at the turn of spring and summer, I see if you have written something that shouldn't be written, and provoked those things, you must know that the place where our factory is located was originally a temple, and then it was demolished, and maybe those things would come out without a temple!" said Lao Wang a little mysteriously.

Hearing Lao Wang say this, everyone felt hairy in their hearts, as if there was a ghost making trouble just now, "Brother Wang, don't be scary, okay?" everyone said.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here, I'm writing ghost stories, how those things end up is up to me, I don't dare to be too arrogant here!"

But as soon as the words fell, the shovel leaning on the door slipped down again, and a more violent cold wind blew in, this wind was a special evil door, blowing directly on Youyou's body, knocking him into a big heel, Youyou was so frightened that he quickly closed his mouth, this wind came and went quickly, and when the wind stopped, the door of the lounge was tightly closed.

Everyone looked at the cold sweat on Youyou's head, and there was a frightened expression on their faces, and they asked Youyou if she had fallen somewhere, and Youyou shook her head and said that she was fine.

Youyou didn't tell everyone, when the wind blew in just now, he saw a long-haired woman in red walk into the lounge menacingly, pushed him to the ground, and said indignantly: "I'm tired of riding a bicycle and resting for a while, so you can't find a home!"

(End of chapter).

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