Hell App

App allowed them to replace the NPC's identity, and naturally allowed them to inherit the NPC's property.

Lu Xuemin, who Bai Yan replaced, had a wealthy family, so there was a lot of money in his account.

Ye Shangyu found the resident users of "Ghost Talk Night Talk" through out-and-out criminal behavior. They are all students of Blue Sky College. Bai Yan contacted a circle of people, and it was not until the afternoon that he finally checked all the posts on the first three pages.

"Only checking the first three pages is enough. This kind of forum usually has no traffic. After three pages, there are posts from a month ago. In recent days, no one has paid attention to it." Ye Shangyu said: "The result?"

"No, all the stories in the posts are not related to the archives, and there is no story about the quilt." Bai Yan replied.

"In this way, someone may have clicked the post before our investigation." Luo Xing groaned: "Anyone who reads the story will become the protagonist of the ghost story. The post may disappear during the ghost story until the protagonist dies, or this After the strange talk is over, the post will reappear, looking for the next person to watch the story."

"Then we have to wait, but that's okay." Ye Shangyu closed the notebook: "It's better for them to die than us."

...

Blue Sky College.

Inside the male dormitory building.

At 8:30 in the morning, Du Han saw a new post on "Ghost Talk Night Talk" and was immediately attracted.

Du Han is a fan of supernatural events. In addition to reading horror novels and playing horror games, he often visits supernatural forums in school.

There are a lot of strange stories written in the forum, but unfortunately there are not many people in the forum. It often takes a long time before someone publishes a new post.

Du Han is used to taking a look at the forum every day. As soon as he was fine this morning, he habitually entered the forum and unexpectedly saw a new post.

"Finally someone has posted a new post, let me see what the story is."

Du Han entered the post and began to read it with relish.

After reading the two stories, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

He has read countless horror novels, but he has to admit that this story is the best one he has ever read.

The length of the story is not long, but it has a sense of substitution. In this short length, Du Han feels that he is the protagonist, and he has been killed by a ghost, making his hands and feet cold.

"It's rare, the last time I felt this way was when I stayed up late to read a horror novel in my senior year." Du Han's face still had unfading fear, but the corners of his mouth could not help but bend, looking very comfortable.

The story is really scary, but he enjoys the feeling of heartbeat.

I have to say that the more terrifying the story, the more exciting he feels. This kind of afterlife experience makes him want to stop, and makes him feel that it is good to be alive. Even the plain and boring life becomes precious and not so tiresome.

Turning off the phone, Du Han leaned against the wall and recollected, savoring the feeling that made his soul tremble.

But he didn't have the aftertaste for long. The roommate's shout interrupted his aftertaste, which made him extremely unhappy.

"Fuck, Lao Han, hurry up and go to the forum, our school is dead! It's a girl, and some students posted photos on the forum!"

"What? Dead in school?"

Du Han's spirit was lifted, and the unhappiness disappeared.

Novels can be recalled at any time, but this kind of big news is not always encountered.

Everyone has a heart of gossip. Although it was a classmate who died in the same school as him, as long as he did not know someone, Du Han would not feel sad.

Du Han turned on his phone and entered the post that his roommate gave directions.

The content of the post opened his eyes, and he couldn't help but yelled with his roommate.

"Fuck! It turned out to be true, Deng Fei, you are really good, how did you find out?"

Du Han looked at the picture and shuddered across the screen. The girl in the photo had only one head left. Her lower body was missing, and the cotton in the quilt was soaked with blood.

Thinking of a murderer infiltrating the school, he felt a little hairy.

"You don't know, this is going crazy in our class group, and everyone in the school is discussing this matter now." Deng Fei swiped the screen and said, "The one who sent the photo was a girl from our school. She was there. At the scene of the murder, the girls were frightened in the dormitory building. By the way, I have to save the picture as soon as possible, otherwise the post will be deleted by the administrator after a while, you know."

Deng Fei posted the pictures on social networking sites without too much trouble, and was still reposting them everywhere.

Du Han didn't have this interest in blogging people's eyeballs. He looked at the **** pictures and slowly started stunned.

The girl's staring eyes were filled with horror, as if she saw something terrifying her. Du Han felt very uncomfortable looking at the girl's remaining head, and, slowly, the feeling he had just watched the horror story surged up again, making him feel suffocated and almost forgot to breathe.

But this time, he couldn't laugh anymore.

He suddenly thought of something terrible.

"Deng Fei, let me tell you something." Du Han said uneasyly: "I just saw a strange story. The first story was written as a quilt. The story mentioned that a girl was drying the quilt outside and inside the quilt. A ghost got in, and at night, the ghost would eat the girl. Wouldn't this story be true?"

"The strange story comes true?" Deng Fei said haha: "How is it possible, Lao Han, you have read too many ghost stories, right?"

"Yes."

The hero in the story and the girl in the photo have a slightly different method of death, and they are not exactly the same. Besides, there is a story below the post, which is completely irrelevant to the dead girl. Maybe he really thinks too much.

He Du Han has read horror novels for so many years, but he has never seen a ghost once. Perhaps ghosts are all nonsense, and they don't exist in reality.

Du Han shook his head and jokes that he really thought too much, but there was still a trace of doubt in his heart.

He raised his head, looked at Deng Fei from the side of the light, and carefully tentatively said: "Deng Fei, do you remember what the meal I brought you the day before yesterday?"

"Huh? Why do you ask this?... Is it tomato and egg noodles?"

"!"

Du Han's face was green. He clearly remembered that he brought Deng Fei with chicken rice bowls that day!

It is rare that what he wrote in that story is true, this Deng Fei is fake, he is actually a ghost!

The heating quality of the Blue Sky Academy is not good, especially today, Du Han feels extremely cold.

While Deng Fei was busy with his forwarding plan, Du Han was wearing pajamas and ran to the door lightly, holding the doorknob in his hand, ready to rush out at any time.

But when he went out, Du Han hesitated. It was too cold to go out in pajamas. He decided to give Deng Fei another chance.

So, with an iron face, he asked Deng Fei stiffly, "What is your favorite snack? Say it!"

"...Lao Han, have you taken gunpowder?" Deng Fei put down his forwarding cause, hesitatingly looked at Du Han: "I like beef jerky the most, what's the matter? Uh... I specifically asked my love. What to eat, you won't be interesting to me, are you?"

Deng Fei rubbed his goose bumps with aversion to cold.

"Fuck, you didn't say it earlier! I'm scared to death! Who else is interested in you? You have no breasts!" Du Han uttered a swear word, and said in an angry manner: "Who told you not to eat anything the day before yesterday? remember!"

"Nonsense, who has nothing to remember what he ate the day before yesterday? I can't even remember what I ate last night!" Deng Fei cursed, "Lao Han, what happened to you today, I think you are not right."

In the face of Deng Fei's concerned inquiry, Du Han couldn't help but blush. He was really embarrassed to say what nerve he had just committed.

However, he questioned his roommate severely just now, and now he feels sorry for not giving any explanation.

After hesitating for a long time, Du Han gritted his teeth and explained embarrassingly: "I just saw a horror story, just under the quilt story. I think that girl is dead. Don’t the story in this post is true. There is also a story that there is an extra person in the dormitory, I suspect you are pretending to be a ghost!"

"Hahaha, Lao Han didn't expect you to be so timid, even scared of ghost stories!" Deng Fei laughed loudly: "Don't think about it, we are in the dormitory, and everyone else is home. You remember, except you. Brother Fei, everyone in the dormitory is a ghost. If Brother Fei covers you, you are afraid of a ball!"

Under Deng Fei's ridicule, Du Han could not wait to get into the ground, but the embarrassment was embarrassment, but the fear that had been lingering in his heart was gone.

Du Han breathed a sigh of relief, the first time he discovered that fear was so scary.

The death of the school girl gave the students a great shock. Du Han and the students who stayed at the school paid attention to the progress of the matter.

The roommate of the deceased, Mokaka, was taken into the police station, and because of his mental stimulation, he was directly taken home by his parents. The school leaders also kept secrets about this matter, and have been slow to give an explanation.

Anyway, when he was boring during the holidays, Du Han and Deng Fei simply cursed the school leaders for concealing the truth on the Internet, being an irresponsible keyboard man, and doing justice on the Internet.

After spending a day on the Internet, Sun Yulan's case has not made much progress.

Deng Fei kept pressing code words on his mobile phone, and his hand was numb. After paying attention for a day, his enthusiasm also faded.

So before turning off the lights, he washed and rested in awe, and soon Du Han also yawned, got out of bed and turned off the lights to sleep.

Soon, he went to sleep.

...

"Cracking—"

"Crack, creak—"

In his sleep, Du Han heard a terrifying sound of teeth grinding, and he was in a cold sweat.

In his dream, he dreamed of a woman ghost in red chasing him continuously.

He ran wildly in his dream, but the female ghost chased her and got closer and closer to him.

With nowhere to go, Du Han saw the security door at his home, and he was overjoyed. He took out the key to open the door and got in and hid in his room.

However, the female ghost soon chased him up and blocked him in the door.

Du Han gritted his teeth and wanted to jump out of the window to escape, but was horrified to find that the door and window suddenly disappeared!

He has nowhere to escape now!

Unable to escape, he hid in the corner of the room shivering, the female ghost grinning, approached him step by step, her mouth creaked, and quickly pressed him to the ground.

Du Han was already a little awake at this time. He was struggling desperately, desperately trying to push away the female ghost, but he couldn't even move a finger and felt that his body was not his own.

Slowly, Du Han opened his eyes. He looked at the dark wooden planks, still in shock. He already understood that what he had just now was just a dream.

However, he still couldn't move.

Ghost press!

This word suddenly caught Du Han's heart.

"Cracking—"

"Cracking—"

Suddenly, there was a continuous sound of grinding teeth under Du Han's feet.

Du Han suddenly felt like falling into an ice cave. He remembered that the female ghost in the dream was also grinding her teeth, and her teeth grinding was exactly the same!

Did the female ghost in the dream appear!

Du Han was so scared that his teeth trembled. He got up and wanted to escape, but now he was still in a state of ghost press, and it was difficult to even turn his head.

Du Han's heart was filled with despair, but after a while, his inspiration flashed, and he suddenly remembered that he was afraid of a fart, he was not Old Qin under his feet!

Lao Qin didn't sleep well, and he always had the problem of grinding teeth. After two years of listening, they were all used to it, and sometimes they weren't used to it.

Du Han's tension eased a little, but his back was still stiff. Reason told him this was Old Qin, but just after having such a terrible dream, he couldn't help substituting Old Qin into the female ghost, even though he knew clearly in his heart that he heard that the female ghost's teeth should be Lao Qin's molars. Up.

After a while, Du Han was finally able to move. He lifted the two quilts covering his body, probably knowing why he was so breathless in his dream.

At this time, there was still a creaking grind under his feet.

Du Han felt uneasy, and his heart oozes flustered. He wanted to wake up Lao Qin aloud to stop him from grinding.

But he heard Deng Fei's snoring, and stopped again. Deng Fei is a cat ear, very sensitive to human voices, and it is difficult to fall asleep once he wakes up. It doesn't matter if he tells Lao Qin, if Deng Fei is woken up, this guy will have to fight him hard.

Du Han sighed, leaning his back against the wall, took out his mobile phone and brushed it for a while, still feeling that Lao Qin's teeth were too permeable.

Playing until two o'clock in the morning, the sky outside was as dark as ink, and it was still early before dawn.

At this time, Du Han finally felt a little sleepy, and the shadow brought by the red ghost girl was gone. Most importantly, Lao Qin finally stopped grinding his teeth, and the dormitory was quiet again.

Du Han planned to lie down and continue to sleep, but a burst of urination hit him, making him unable to sleep over and over.

Du Han took the phone to shine and walked into the toilet to pee.

Du Han felt extremely refreshed after the crash of water, and felt that when he went back, he could sleep until dawn.

While flushing, he heard a sound of footsteps outside the door, and whispered across the toilet door: "Old Qin, are you going to the toilet too?"

"..."

There was no answer outside.

Du Han didn't care either. He knew that Lao Qin also knew about Deng Fei's stinky illness, and didn't want to wake him up and make a fuss.

He put on his pants indifferently and raised his hand to open the door, but as soon as his hand was placed on the doorknob, Du Han was stunned.

A chill climbed from his tailbone to his neck, and he suddenly remembered what Deng Fei said during the day.

"No, only Deng Fei and I are right in the dorm! Where did Lao Qin come from?"

"Didn't he go home!"

"...Why? How could I forget!"

Du Han's face instantly turned pale. He remembered the post he had read during the day. The first post was a ghost who crawled into the quilt, and the second was a ghost who pretended to be the protagonist's roommate and murdered.

"That post is true!"

At this time, Du Han was extremely sure that the old Qin outside the door was a ghost! The protagonist in the story also forgot to lose a memory, that ‘Old Qin’ must have tampered with his memory, otherwise he would not just remember it now!

So, the sound of teeth grinding just now...

Thinking of the molar female ghost in the dream, Du Han's legs softened and he almost fell to the ground.

Du Han plucked up the courage to illuminate the toilet glass with the fluorescence of his mobile phone, but was horrified to find a group of blurred figures stuck on the glass.

Du Han was frightened in two battles, and crawled away from the door, shrinking in the corner of the toilet not daring to move.

Wow----

Wow----

Suddenly the sound of flushing from upstairs shocked Du Han.

Looking at the door again, the group of figures has been stuck on the glass, without the intention to leave.

Du Han gritted his teeth and said that he couldn't do this. He was afraid that "Old Qin" would rush in, so he gently picked up the iron dustpan placed in the corner. If the ghost dared to come in, he would give it a dustpan.

Du Han squatted in the toilet for a long time, and his feet became numb.

On a cold winter night, he wore thin sleepiness, shivering with cold. Du Han suspected that he would be frozen to death if he stayed like this, but he didn't dare to go out because "Old Qin" was still standing at the door. If he went out, he would be caught upright.

"What to do? What to do? Why is it still dark!" Du Han prayed in his heart, he even wanted to call for help and wake Deng Fei to rescue himself.

However, the distant water could not save the nearby fire. He was afraid that before Deng Fei rescued him, "Lao Qin" heard the movement and broke into the toilet.

In fear, Du Han dared not do anything, and could only squat in the corner, waiting for the dawn that was still far away.

"..."

what time is it?

I don't know how long he has been squatting, tired and cold, Du Han trembles with his arms, completely forgetting the time.

He looked down at the time on the phone, it was just 4 o'clock, and it was still early.

He cursed secretly, turned off the phone and continued squatting. He stared at the glass warily, but was shocked to find that the figure on it had disappeared!

The ghost is finally gone?

Du Han couldn't believe it, he knew the horror movie routines, but he still wanted to go out.

Because he is already cold. If he doesn't go out again, his fever is mild, and if he doesn't, he will turn into pneumonia.

He wiped his nose, put the phone on the window sill, holding the dustpan in his hand, he walked to the door with a heartbeat.

He looked carefully through the glass and found no figure outside.

It should be gone, right?

Du Han lifted his heart to his throat and opened the door. Fortunately, the ghost was not guarding the door, it seemed to have left.

Call, the rest of my life.

Du Han's heart fell to his stomach, his hands holding the dustpan slightly relaxed, and he lifted his foot to the sink, wanting to put the dustpan down and pack these things tomorrow.

Du Han put the dustpan on the sink, took a breath and turned around to leave.

However, as soon as he turned around, he felt someone pat his shoulder.

A chill came.

Du Han turned his head stiffly, but what he saw was...