Thriller Paradise Chapter 172: Despicable Me (4)

The ghost stories that appear in this chapter are adapted from the short story "The Hanged Corpse" by Yumeno. Any similarity is not a coincidence.

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"In the end, did the girl fall into the puddle?" Shadow interrupted Feng Bujue at this moment and asked.

"Huh? Have you heard of it?" Feng Bujue said.

"I want to hear stories that can scare me, not cold jokes." Shadow replied.

"Yeah..." Feng Bujue sighed, "Then I'll change one." He has this kind of story in his mind, and it's okay for him to cite a hundred and eighty, "To be scary, right... …" He was thinking again in his heart: But then again, this guy is obviously a ghost, but he asked me to tell ghost stories. This inexplicable smile is really...

This time, Feng Bujue seems to be ready to speak more seriously. The shorter the story, the better, and it should be scary. In the limited space, it is actually quite difficult to use the power of language to make others feel scared.

"That day, I was sitting on a bench in the park." Feng Bujue suddenly felt schizophrenia. He changed into a very strange expression and began to tell in the first person: "There is a The fountain, I watched the water column rise high and then fall... the evening sky makes people feel a little chill."

The shadow listened to Feng Bujue's narration without a word. From the perspective of an onlooker, Jue Ge was really in the play, and his self-proclaimed "I" was also quite convincing.

"While listening to the sound of the water flowing from the fountain, I spread out two or three evening papers at hand. But no matter which newspaper is the news, there is no news that I expect to see."

Feng Bujue exhaled a mouthful of white mist: "About two weeks ago. There was a girl whose body was exposed in an abandoned empty house in the suburbs. What I was looking for was the news report on this matter." A grotesque smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "This girl and I have been in love with each other for a while... I remember that day, it was also an evening. She came to meet me for a tryst. She wore a peach-petal bun and was wearing a school uniform. , Short skirt... it was so beautiful that it almost made me breathless."

Feng Bujue showed a feverish look at this point. Her breathing became rapid, and the corners of her mouth twitched sickly: "So...I almost subconsciously took her to an empty house near the X level crossing in the suburbs, and then gave the panicked girl to Strangled to death." He paused, widening his eyes, and met Shadow's gaze: "That makes me feel relieved... If I didn't do this, I would definitely go crazy. He...hehe..." He laughed a few times, and the laughter revealed a satisfying emotion, as if he was still tasting the pleasure of that moment.

"I took off her belt and hung her on the beam of the room, disguising the scene as if she was hanging herself." Feng Bujue continued, "Although I went home casually afterwards, but since that day . I come to this park every evening, buy two or three different evening papers, sit on the bench and read..."

Feng Bujue sneered: "'The young girl hangs herself.' I expect to see news headlines like this appear." He suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the air around him. It was as if there was something there: "Suddenly, I saw it. On the ground beside my feet, there was a newspaper. It was an old newspaper that was discarded by others. In the center of a certain page, there were three headlines. Those. The text shoots into my sight like an electric current...

Unidentified corpse in an empty room.

In a deserted empty house near the X level crossing, a wreck that had been dead for about two weeks was found.

The deceased was a young man dressed as a company employee. "

Feng Bujue’s face was already a ghostly horror at this time: "I grabbed the newspaper and ran out of the park like crazy. The ghost came to the X level crossing and stood there. In front of his vacant house.

I looked around in a panic to make sure that no one had been at the scene of the crime before I opened the door and went in...

I couldn't see my fingers in the room. I fumbled and found the eight-fold room where the corpse was hanging. I polished the match and took a look..."

Feng Bujue shone a flashlight on his face and moved forward a few minutes: "The belt was hanging from the beam, and my body was hanging there. At the same time, the girl came from a dark place behind me. Voice."

"Oh ha ha ha ha... You finally came back to find me..." Feng Bujue's story came to an abrupt end.

He changed his face almost a second later and restored his usual expression: "How is it?"

"Uh..." Shadow's eyes that glowed with blue light dimmed a bit: "I think you are turning back and forth quickly, more terrifying than the plot of the story..."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Feng Bujue said as he drew his gun again: "Since I came in, up to now, seven or eight minutes have been wasted (the total time at this moment has passed twenty-six minutes), if you let me Say... "The second half of his sentence is, if you want to hear it, just listen to the gunshots.

"Okay, I'll take you to the cell." The shadow replied before Feng Bujue finished speaking. He raised a finger, "Don't worry about what you see next, those are harmless. Yes, so don’t try to struggle."

This sentence is really necessary. If it doesn’t say hello in advance, Feng Bujue will definitely fight against what is about to happen...

In the next second, a white light shines on the fingertips of the shadows, and the spots of light gradually turn into light balls. Then, countless weird little things swim out of the light~IndoMTL.com~The color and texture of those things It is like a hard-boiled egg with no shell, but the size and shape are closer to the larva of an insect, the pale and ugly larva...

They are more and more in number, swimming in the air in a ring like a vortex. Although they are moving in groups, each individual seems to have their own consciousness. These translucent, soft milky white creatures are sensitive Chasing each other, devouring each other... It seems chaotic, but in fact it is orderly.

Feng Bujue felt that it was like looking at a drop of water under a microscope, but it didn’t take long for him to look at it, and bad conditions happened. Those things swam over from mid-air and circled around Feng Bujue. More and more dense, faster and faster...

They began to touch Feng Bujue's body, wriggling on his body, gathering... until they covered his entire body, covering all his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

When Feng Bujue felt that the situation was a little out of control, he wondered if he had been fooled. He suddenly felt the pressure on his body relieved, and the chill disappeared. Although his eyes are closed tightly, he can feel the environment in front of him become brighter.

He opened his eyes and saw... (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (m) to vote for recommendation and monthly pass. Your support is my biggest motivation.)