The Strongest Terror System

Wang Xiangrong was so frightened, not to mention that he lost his soul, at least he was frightened to death.

Because he had just come out with his forefoot, he didn't even wait to push the door out when he heard Zhang Du screaming behind him, and then hot blood splashed all over his body, and then Zhang Du's head fell directly on the floor. It stopped at his feet.

Wang Xiangrong was really scared. He was afraid that if he continued like this, he would be like other dead people. Maybe at a certain moment, his head would fall off his neck.

Because there are no apps for ordering takeout in Ping'an County, Xia Feng can only go downstairs and buy two dishes from the small restaurant below.

Wang Xin lowered his head and ate, while Xia Feng and Dong Jie talked about whatever they wanted:

"Sister, how are the people in the book club group recently? You have to mobilize them even if you have nothing to do with voting or something."

"Well, Wanru and I are actually mobilized, but many people in the group are comparing you to Feng Liusha."

"What? My writing style is similar to that of Quicksand?"

"It's not like, it's just a simple comparison, I think you are very likely to reach the height of wind and quicksand."

Speaking of which, Dong Jie looked at Xia Feng with some surprise:

"Why, you haven't read Feng Liusand's book, have you?"

"You know, I usually don't have much time to read books. Besides, his book is not a Chinese textbook, so it's normal if I haven't read it."

Xia Feng said something sour, and then asked Dong Jie:

"What's in his book?"

"It's just one of the more perverted cases, it's very tasteful, but the suspense is very set."

"How perverted?"

"Cooking corpses, peeling skins, grinding bones into bone meal, and many more, just all kinds of heavy flavors."

Hearing what Dong Jie said, Xia Feng took another look at the stick bone he bought specially, and suddenly he couldn't eat it.

"Is there anyone watching it with such a heavy taste?"

"I think it's pretty good."

Dong Jie nodded and replied.

"Well, there really is no heaviest mouth, only a heavier mouth."

Xia Feng thought in his heart that an author like Feng Liusha is fortunate to live in this world, otherwise if he came to the world before him, let alone fire, if you don't block you, you will be considered someone on top of you.

"Actually, I'm quite curious. How did you come up with the worldview setting in this book? Is there any metaphor?"

"You read books, if you think you have it, you have it, and if you think you don't have it, you definitely don't have it.

As for the setting of the world view, it is to bring into the realistic world view, and then enlarge it, exaggerate it, and that's it. "

"When I read your book, I feel that it is full of all kinds of helplessness about reality, and an incomparable desire for freedom. When I first read it, I saw some well-described characters, but they died in the plot. I thought you were Like the wind and quicksand, it simply highlights the darkness.

After seeing it, you will know that you are highlighting the truth, goodness and beauty between people. The three views are still quite correct. "

"The three views are not popular now, and the three views are crooked, the more selfish, the colder, and the less human, the more popular they are.

In general, it is selfishness, indifference and shamelessness are the norm, and if you do a little good deeds, someone will criticize the Virgin Mary. "

"The story you wrote, don't care what you say. When I was chasing the wind and quicksand's book, there were a lot of people scolding him every day, and he couldn't be as popular as others. Everyone's eyes are different, just like I hate the most. There are heroines in the novel, and I jump to the plot of the heroine."

Hearing what Dong Jie said, Xia Feng suddenly became happy:

"What's the matter, sister, is it because you have become the heroine yourself, and you feel that there are other heroines who are robbing your husband from you."

"Have a meal."

Dong Jie gave Xia Feng a white look and didn't talk to him any more.

Wang Xin was confused and wanted to ask a question, but after thinking about it, he thought it would be fine.

He quickly finished his meal, and said to Xia Feng at this time:

"I want to go back to the bedroom and call my wife."

"Just here. No one wants to hear your whispers, but safety comes first."

If it was yesterday, Xia Feng let Wang Xin go, but now that the frequency of cursing and killing is getting higher and higher, he doesn't want to give any chance to cursing.

"Oh, I see."

Wang Xin nodded, then walked to the window and called his wife.

"Hey, wife, have you eaten yet?"

After the call was connected, Wang Xin greeted him.

As a result, a vicious roar suddenly came from the other end of the phone:

"I will definitely cut your head off!!!"

"what--!"

Wang Xin was so frightened that he could barely hold his phone. He was about to turn around and say something to Xia Feng and Dong Jie, who were sitting on the sofa eating, but they disappeared strangely.

"Xia... Teacher Xia! Where are you, don't scare me!"

"I'm here……"

A series of vague voices suddenly came from the bedroom.

Wang Xin walked into the bedroom trembling a little after hearing this, but he didn't see anyone.

"Xia... Summer Master..."

"I'm here……"

Another indistinct voice sounded from the room, Wang Xin subconsciously looked at the wardrobe placed on the wall after hearing this, and then asked:

"Master Xia is you?"

"Master Summer?"

Just when Wang Xin was terrified and didn't know whether to walk over or not, his cell phone suddenly rang.

He glanced at the caller above, but it made his back feel cold. The caller number displayed on it turned out to be Jiang Tian!

He didn't dare to answer, but after the phone rang twice, it answered automatically, and then Jiang Tian's voice came out:

"Don't look back!"

"Don't look back!"

"It's behind you!"

"It's right behind you..."

Wang Xin desperately pressed the power button, but the phone still shouted at Jiang Tian. He looked at the wardrobe that was making strange noises, and wanted to turn around and escape back to the living room, but he didn't dare to look back at all.

Is there a ghost behind you?

Why would Jiang Tian not let him turn back? Are Jiang Tian's words credible?

Wang Xin couldn't understand it at all. In fact, he didn't have the courage to think about it now. The wardrobe in front of him began to vibrate violently, as if some monster was about to burst out of it.

However, he didn't dare to look back, even though he couldn't hear even the slightest sound coming from behind him.

The door of the closet slowly opened ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ it was pitch black, and then a blood-stained hand suddenly stretched out from it.

At this moment, Wang Xin finally couldn't take it anymore, and turned his head subconsciously, trying to escape from the room.

However, just as he turned around, he saw a **** face, just a stone's throw away from his own.

He could even clearly see every tiny wound on that face.

How long has this ghost been behind you?

At the same time, the two headless corpses struggled to climb out of the closet. Jiang Tian's voice came from Wang Xin's mobile phone again, and the voice was full of anger:

"Why are you looking back!

why!

why……! ! ! "

Wang Xin was so frightened that he slumped on the ground, like a person in thin clothes who was frozen in the snow, curled up and almost completely lost the consciousness of his body.