65438+1October 2 1 Ghost Return

65438+1October 2 1, the return of ghosts is suitable for reading in bed alone at night. It will definitely bring you a unique visual impact and spiritual collision.

65438+1October 2 1, the ghost returns.

Sunday, June 65438, 2003+10/October 1 1 Weather: sunny.

We moved from the neighborhood near the school to a high-rise apartment by the Chengchuan River, with two rooms and one living room for the four of us. The rent is 100 yuan per person per month, which should be considered very cheap, and the household appliances are relatively complete. We'd rather live far and near here and happily paid the rent for half a year.

Feng and I found a house, and the leasing company once directly said the reason why the house is so cheap-there are ghosts here, and since then, the house price has fallen again and again, once to the point where no one cares. Finally, the whole building was bought by a real estate tycoon and rented by a leasing company. Of course, after a period of time, coupled with the good development of river regulation, such a cheap house was naturally not rented.

Although we are not atheists, we feel aboveboard and are not afraid of ghosts knocking at the door in the middle of the night, so we rent the house ourselves. I didn't tell my roommates Sven and Lin these details, and Feng probably didn't either.

A friend moved everything to a minivan at one time. Now, Lin has gone out to play, Feng and Sven are playing cards in the living room, and laughter comes from time to time. I watched the computer for a long time, and my eyes were sore. I decided to go to bed after typing this article.

Thursday, June 65438, 2004+10/October 65438+May Weather: cloudy.

We have lived here for five days, and we are very satisfied with the equipment of the first two days. Later, many problems were discovered. First of all, the mirror in the toilet is very strange. The shower is in the toilet, and the mirror is placed directly behind the shower head. In other words, when you take a shower and look back, you will see your naked body. I don't know why a tenant in the world made such a design. I have seen the mirror carefully. It is inlaid with metal rafters and its four corners are nailed to the tile. The water tank in the toilet often purrs, and we thought someone knocked on the door several times. If we press the switch, it will be even worse, and the water will not wash away. We don't need it at all. We have a urinal. When I came to see the house, I was satisfied to find curtains. Until yesterday, I was cold and went to draw the curtains. Like lifting the lid of an ancient tomb, cobweb-like dust came at me, which was obviously useless for a year or two. The wardrobe here is even worse. The quilt that was first covered yesterday was cold, and when I took it out, I smelled a serious rancidity. God, I almost threw up! Lin comforted me by saying that it seems that no one has lived there for a long time, and it must be smelly. He also helped me spread it on the windowsill, but I didn't know it rained for two days in a row, and there was no canopy in this room, and the quilt smelled musty.

These things really make me angry. One day's study is enough, and these things happen!

Saturday, June 65438, 2004+10/October 65438+July: cloudy.

We have lived here for several days, and we really like it more and more. We have all the equipment. Today, I also bought several sets of tableware and pots on the plane, saying that I can eat midnight snack every day, and I am even more excited.

Today, Lin is gone again. We are all tired of playing poker, surfing the Internet and having no TV. I don't know who suggested inviting disc fairy

I am very excited and curious. I've heard of it before, but I've been afraid to try. I hear it's strange. For them, too. Feng insists that he doesn't believe all this, but he doesn't refuse ―― everything can start.

The plane found a small dish and drew an arrow mouth with cinnabar. And let me find candles and incense, candles are left, incense can only be replaced by cigarettes. Finally, the plane drew three circles in a used exercise book. The first two were written with "Yes" and "No", followed by the altar of the disc fairy. A maple more disdain: "Hum! Disc fairy also knows English! "

"Words can't say that. Feng, you can't believe it or disrespect it. " The plane turned off the lights and said, "You two repeat after me:' Disc fairy, disc fairy, disc fairy, come out. "Don't let go of your index finger and don't knock over the plate. You can ask questions when the disc fairy comes out. "

I said seriously: "There are good and bad disc fairy. How do I know if our invitation is good or bad? "

The plane was stumped, and he said, "Disc Fairy is a spectre. The more powerful, the more accurate! " He began to mutter to himself.

We also started, "Disc Fairy, Disc Fairy, please come out …" I closed my eyes and pretended to be calm.

It's been a long time, and I can hear Feng's impatience from his dull breathing. But we didn't feel anything, at least I didn't. I tried desperately to calm myself down, but the more I thought about it, the more confused I became. I opened my eyes a little at a loss, and Feng stared at me. Suddenly too excited to speak, I felt it. The plate was spinning just now! It's amazing! In other words, the disc fairy has been invited. At this time, the plane also opened its eyes, looked at us and said, "Here we are."

I was so scared that I thought that Disc Fairy would not come and stood there completely unprepared. The plane didn't speak either.

"Disc fairy, disc fairy, if you come out, blow out the candle!" When Feng said this, we paid attention to the candle and didn't go out. "Ha ha! You are so stupid, look at me! " Feng said, blowing a breath into the candle, and the candle rose in smoke and went out. Suddenly the wind outside the window blew at sixes and sevens, and the room became darker and darker. Just now, we didn't know whether the candle was blown by the wind or the maple tree. "It's not that Disc Fairy is angry, is it?" I whispered that they didn't speak, and the plane looked a little nervous, with eyes rolling around.

A maple got up and turned on the light. Everything is normal. The wind does exist. This is just a coincidence. I sat on the floor, too.

When Lin came back, he saw at a glance that we were playing with the disc fairy. He looked at it carefully and glared at us. He said meaningfully, "If you don't invite the disc fairy back, you will be punished!" With a sigh, I froze, yes! I forgot! Yes, Feng Xiansong's hand, then me, then the plane. "ah? Why are you playing this? Is evil. " He entered the room without looking back, and I hung in the living room with the plane. Feng looked at his mobile phone and entered the room just after twelve o'clock. I also come in to keep a diary. I invited the disc fairy for the first time today, and it was full of * * *.

I asked Feng if you believe it or not. Feng Dao: "It's all lies." . "I feel nothing. CCTV has reported similar things before, so don't be so nervous. "

I think so. It's already one o'clock in the morning. I just went out to get water and saw the plane still there alone, muttering to myself. I reminded him to turn off the light and go to bed. He should be asleep by now.

It rained on Sunday, June 65438+ on October 0, 2004.

Oh, my God is dead! The plane is dead! !

Today, I was awakened by Lin, and Feng was still sleeping. It's already light outside and it's still raining. I'm not fully awake yet. Lin looked pale, opened his eyes wide, and said trembling, "Ah Leng, he ... flew him, he died ..."! !

……

No one can speak now, and there seems to be the noise, screams and cries of the crowd around. In the morning, the police and the real estate company came. A room full of people turned around and tossed around all morning. They didn't eat any food. They were sent to the police station. By the way, it was an afternoon. I spent the longest time with Lin. I know, we are the last and earliest people to see the plane, and we are the most suspected. I was talking to some policemen, and they interrupted me impatiently. The police initially suspected that the plane had committed suicide. ...

What it was like when the plane crashed! In the morning, I jumped out of bed and rushed into the kitchen. At first glance, I saw a pool of maroon blood, which wrapped half the kitchen. There are two slipper footprints in a pool of blood, frozen there (estimated to be left by Lin), only red and white in front of me! Seeing the fuselage of the plane, I gasped, and then my whole body became soft again. I sat on the floor. Suddenly a dark cloud appeared in front of my eyes. Fortunately, Lin hugged me. I was speechless-the plane knelt straight under the chopping board, with its upper body and thighs pressed against the cupboard, its left hand drooping peacefully, and its right hand still holding the kitchen knife, which he bought tightly. The kitchen knife shines on the handle, leaving only a bloody tail. His head is gone and the blood on his broken neck has dried up. On his shoulders, back and arms, blood has been flowing, flowing, flowing all over the floor ... His head, his head, is slowly cooking in that pot. The pot is full of water, but it hasn't been boiled all night-the water has been dyed pink, and the long hair of the plane has been boiled soft.

We didn't eat, and we're not in the mood to eat. Feng will accompany his parents on the plane to deal with the aftermath and come back the day after tomorrow. Lin and I are in our separate rooms. I am full of fear about the kitchen and this house. I have been afraid to go into the kitchen since this morning. Just now, I opened the door and took a look.

With the help of the light outside, I saw the blood scattered radially on the kitchen tiles, and the violent smell of the body spewed out ―― I vomited, and I felt a great fear alone. It was cold from head to toe and dipped into the bone marrow bit by bit ... Pink was left on the ground, and the light bulb reflected in the night was like a ghost's flashing eyes ... An infinite stream of blood swallowed me up. I ...

As soon as the kitchen door closed, I hurried back to my room and sighed secretly. I thought I had a class tomorrow. Yes, I should take a bath before going to bed.

Weather on Tuesday, October 20th, 2004/KLOC-0: Rain.

Just got back from the Internet cafe, the cold wind on the road woke me up again. Yesterday, the rain finally stopped and I went to school early in the morning. Lin didn't go on the pretext that he was not feeling well. It is estimated that no one in the school knew about the plane crash, so I decided to keep it a secret for the time being. Last night, I couldn't sleep and thought about my friend who had lived with me for many years. I just ... it was really strange to talk about his death. The fingerprint on the murder weapon is his, messy but clear, but how did he cut off his head and kneel there firmly with a knife in his hand? Of course, this is only my personal analysis. In that expected situation, these speculations are not impossible. I've been thinking like this all morning. It's over. I didn't think it was disc fairy's revenge until I went home at noon.

At noon, Lin naive laughter came and smiled. I want to know what's funny. I didn't think much at that time, so I went into his room ―― I froze, so I froze, and my mood suddenly rose to the highest, "Lin!" " "I exclaimed," Lin! Lin, what are you doing? ？” Lin sat on the ground as if he didn't see me. A person is giggling and pulling a mirror. ...

Mirror! I suddenly thought of something. I didn't keep a diary yesterday. The night before yesterday, I turned off the computer to take a shower. The water heater is strange. I took off my clothes and changed it there. It's very cold. The water didn't come out for a long time, not a drop. I was so anxious that I opened and closed the gate again. Just when I was desperate, big drops of water sprayed out and hit my eyes. Cold water again! I stood firm, quickly wiped my eyes and took a towel out of the corner, only to see a woman in red with her head tilted and her hair combed with a smile in the mirror! I should be in my thirties, my face is dry and white, and there is no blood. It's scary white! I let out a scream and stepped back several steps. Look, it's gone again! There is nothing left! Only with my frightened eyes, I took a few steps closer. At this time, Lin heard my cry and ran in to ask me what was wrong. I said there was something wrong with the water heater. Seeing that I was studying the mirror, he found something to pry open four screws and said that he would move to his room to use it.

Now! Lin tore up the mirror and scattered it all over the floor. He is still laughing, and his sharp laughter is like glass slag on the floor. Gradually, a blood stain slipped out along his palm. Then, another one, in the blink of an eye, Lin's hands were full of blood. I was just about to rush up. Lin stopped laughing, grabbed a sharp mirror and held it in the air, cursing me viciously. I dare not move, beg him. The broken mirror on the ground reflected dazzling light. He slowly opened his mouth, picked up a small piece and sent it to his mouth. I just realized that he bit the glass, and his mouth was cut to his cheek, bleeding and licking. I rushed up and grabbed his hand. "You spit it out! Spit it out! " He held me tight and my arm was badly cut by a sharp mirror. Although protected by clothes, there was still a lot of blood. It's none of my business. I shook him like crazy, begged him, ordered him to pull his mouth and force him to spit it out. He paused, and suddenly "wow" spit out a broken mirror and a small piece of meat.

Tongue! I thought of this at that time and immediately stepped back. Lin fell to the ground, face ferocious, one red and one white, and his lips were cut to pieces. His whole face is like mud, full of blood! There is blood. I didn't notice several spots of blood on his neck. He's dead. In fact, he's dead. I called his name and went to wipe the blood from his neck. Soon there will be traces. When I looked at it carefully, it was a blood vessel burst. I patted his face, shook him and screamed. I lifted his sleeve and all the blood vessels in his elbow burst! Lin opened his eyelids and rolled his snow-white eyes-in an extreme way-and died.

This is the thrilling scene at noon today. I began to believe that all this could not be explained by suicide. I smoked one cigarette after another, remembering these days from beginning to end, and then thinking of this haunted house. I checked all the equipment in this room, except the water heater, and I didn't seem to find anything yet.

I sat in the living room all afternoon without moving or calling the police. As I have said, the disc fairy deserves it, but who is the woman in the mirror? Is it my illusion? I don't think so. The bathrooms are all white tiles, and the red clothes stand out. If Pan Xian didn't invite Lin, was it related to this haunted house ... I was confused, so I closed Lin's room and went out.

After going out to play all night, I really said "I went to the Internet cafe to play all night", but I wouldn't fall asleep at home anyway. Go back early in the morning, don't go to school, and sleep with your head covered immediately.

Wednesday, 20041October 265438 Weather: cloudy.

This sleep is a whole day. At about nine o'clock in the evening, I woke up slightly and found it was dark outside, but I didn't know how the light was turned on. I reached for the switch, turned off the light and went back to sleep. I slept soundly, and I don't know how long I will wake up. ...

Suddenly the door opened and Feng came in. Feng!' I called him, but he didn't respond. He sat straight in front of the computer, dialed the internet and pressed it a few times. He got online, and nothing happened. I'm surprised. He usually chats or listens to music online. He looked up strangely and found him crouching behind the computer mainframe. After a while, he unplugged the telephone line. I don't know what he is doing.

I don't know how long I slept, but I woke up when I opened my eyes! I moved slightly and sat up. I don't know what just happened. It was a bit like a dream, but I did struggle and my back was covered with sweat.

The computer is still on, and the mobile phone has been automatically turned off for a long time. I took it to charge and sat in front of the computer. I saw that it was already half past eleven, and I slept for more than ten hours. My whole body was soft and painful. I started QQ, and I have many friends online. While chatting, I played Stephanie's CD "Now" and listened to the song "Meet" over and over again.

Friends on QQ are getting weirder and weirder. Before long, they left one after another and made an exception with their eyes closed. The messages they sent were "Sorry, I'm not here now, I'll contact you later". I was tired, so the CD was cancelled. The light guitar sound of "Meet" fell, and a man's contemptuous laughter came from the speaker! My hair stood on end, and a chill blew on my back. Unexpectedly, a second later, it was replaced by powerful electronic music. Alas, it turned out to be a prelude to "too lazy to care"! I lowered my voice in disgust.

I sighed and saw that it was already eleven fifty. Browsed some BBS again. A few minutes later, the phone rang and scared me! I got up and lay in bed, and my left hand grabbed the phone: "Hello?" There seems to be nothing in the receiver, "hello! ? "I have answered several times, but no one has spoken yet, and I can hear breathing. who is it? ! In the middle of the night, * * * hung up. There was silence all around.

Suddenly, there was a bang from the computer, and all my friends were online. I jumped out of bed and rushed to the computer. Ctrl+Alt+Z extract message:

Forget the trouble tree.

"Let's go"

My tongue is stiff, I just sit there and then! That is the QQ of the plane! No, no, how is that possible? I carefully read the information and Ip, which are all from the plane, even the QQ show! My brain is running so fast that I denied myself 120 times in one second ―― impossible, absolutely impossible.

I pretended to be calm. Maybe he missed the number, so I replied, "Who's there and where are you going?"

Before he could answer, it was not a song but a man's * * *! Maybe there was just now, but I didn't hear it! I opened the "Oriental Film Capital" under the taskbar, and its entire interface was actually red, with a bright red hand and bleeding nails! I turned it up ... that's, that's a man's * * * ... I panicked and clicked on the pop-up CD-ROM. The light of the CD-ROM drive is flashing, and a bloody palm "Kuang", not Stephanie's CD! With a scream, I jumped in with a click, and my palm reached in, but my finger buckled the CD-ROM drive shell and didn't go in! I don't care, grab the pen on the table and stick it hard! Four fingers shrank in, and I sighed, glad I was calm and okay!

The phone rang and the text message came. I quickly opened it. The number is 000000000000. Maybe the other party chose not to send a phone number. The content is "cold, I am so dry and itchy, give me some water to drink." Come on! Come on! ! "

I still want to know what this is. I forgot to worry about trees. He said, "You, me, Lin and Feng. We'll wait for you in the toilet. You come! You come! ! "

My frightened expression froze there, my blood seemed to stop flowing, my chest almost exploded, and then the phone screamed again.

I grabbed the armrest of the chair tightly and quickly asked myself more than ten times, should I answer it or not? I was deadlocked with the phone and finally got up and answered it. It doesn't have to be midnight. Why don't you eat me? !

My hand touched the receiver, hesitated and answered. I paused and said, "Hello?" No one answered, but there was obviously someone on the other end of the phone, and his voice trembled. I typed another "hello" and was relieved to see that no one answered. I just harassed the phone and "hello" more fiercely. I was just about to swear. I thought I heard a sob and my heart thumped. Look around carefully. The receiver is stuck tighter. Someone on the phone said, "It's so tight, so tight, so painful, whoops ..." I threw away my phone at once, my God! It's the maple! "Mom!" I let out a cry and clutched the sheets with both hands. I thought, yes! Today is 2 1, wasn't that QQ at 00: 00: 00 just now? Maple should come back, too! I jumped out of bed and picked up the phone, but fortunately I didn't break it.

Oh, my god. I screamed again and threw my cell phone on the bed! How come? Why ... I've been asking myself if the voice of maple is not important! But, but, how come there is no telephone line! ? Where is the telephone line? ? I've been frantically climbing behind the mainframe, and I haven't touched the phone line for a long time, and there's nothing in the corner. While QQ is still ticking, how can I accept it? Oh, my God! How did I get online? !

This room is terrible! I'm afraid of everything. The computer here, the "beep" sound inside, the windows here, the darkness outside and the curtains are so crowded and crowded! Yes, there must be someone! I dare not go near anything. Oh, my God-the phone is still on, and I dare not speak. No sooner had I held it in my hand than "Help me!" ! Help me ... I, I'm so cold ... "

This time, I was sure that the receiver had been completely smashed by me, and I rushed out.

I ran out with my head down and my mind was in a mess. "Nothing, I'll just go out!" "It was dark and I fell down. I quickly stood up and turned on the light in the living room, which flashed unsteadily ―― I smiled.

Maple leaves are hung on the ceiling fan in the living room, and the electric fan rotates slightly; His throat, hair on his face are all telephone lines, so tightly wrapped, his face is distorted like a rag, his hair and telephone lines are twisted into a cluster, his scalp is divided, his forehead is glistening, dark red is scattered on the ground like fireworks, his face is white and deeply red, and blood drops twisted in his hair are slipping down. ...

I laughed wildly, tears flew everywhere, and the empty room was drowned by my laughter. Hehe, why didn't I laugh when I watched the horror movie? Strange things come to me these days ... they are pestering me, my friend ... * * on the wall, I can't stand it anymore. My eyes lit up ... everything turned black.

……

The wind. Is it windy? Where am I? Where am I going? Why is it dark? There is wind and people, the smell of people, the smell of blood. It's cold. Did you leave the window open? My skin seems to be touched by ice ... it's time to put on my coat and clothes, so I think, shake my hand-wake up.

I slept in the living room and didn't know what time it was. The lights flashed wildly, as if I were between purgatory and earth. I'm tired of laughing. I got up, it was freezing. I'm going to the toilet to wash my face. "Bye!" I said to feng's body.

Just hold the door handle when you go to the toilet, a sense of foreboding comes-"We will wait for you in the toilet. You come! You come! ! "

Hehe, hehe, hehe ... They are waiting for me, waiting for * * *? I smile. I'm not afraid, not at all. There's nothing to be afraid of, right? Hehe, didn't you ask for me? I am here. I still laughed to death. What is there to be afraid of? ah ...

I looked for a knife from the kitchen. After the plane crash, the knife was taken away as evidence. Hehe, I think of a better one.

I saw myself laughing in the window, holding a broken mirror I found in the forest room. In his room, I calmly said to his body, "Alin, I'm sorry that you were dragged into the water by us. The ghost in red actually came to see me, but it's a pity that you took the mirror. We deserve it. We play disc fairy ourselves, which is what goes around comes around. This room is really haunted, maybe more than one or two. We invited the disc fairy or the ghost. I found the house that hurt all of you. I know. I can leave this house. They found you and I escaped. But what should I bear? We are still good brothers ... OK ... "I spoke loudly in the dark and empty room, and I flowed alone in the room.

I was going to end this, but something suddenly occurred to me. I sat in front of the computer and continued to keep a diary. There is blood in the crack of the CD-ROM drive. My hands are damn it. I grit my teeth and want to finish it quickly, then drag this week's work into a folder, send it to the desktop, and then turn it off. By the way, the phone should be turned off, and there are text messages in it. As for myself, that broken mirror can just cut my wrist into pieces and throw it out the window. No one will think that the murder weapon is not a knife, just as they will not think that everything is not a simple murder. ...

Disc fairy can't play casually, really can't ... It's a pity that I understand it too late. ...

The window was wide open. It is estimated that after two months, the smell of dead bodies in this house will alarm the neighbors.

People only see three rotten, red and maggots, but what they can't see is the death diary in the computer.

That's 65438+1October 2 1, the return of ghosts.

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