The world of ghost stories: Start by creating a laughing nightmare!

"In such a city, the most fearful person is a woman who lives alone..."

Chen Yan muttered to himself, observing the world from the perspective of a smile.

The smiler clinging to the wall looks like a graffiti that can easily be ignored if you don't pay attention to it.

It's late in the evening, and many people are coming home from work in twos and threes, passing by the street, and few people notice the presence of the smiler.

After waiting for nearly ten minutes, a girl walking alone with headphones caught Chen Yan's attention.

She was carrying a small, worn-out bag containing what looked like food, and she could vaguely see the plastic bag packaging at the convenience store.

As she walked, she picked up her phone to chat with someone, and judging by her expression, the content of the chat was frustrating.

She walked slowly to the wall where the Smiler was, took off her headphones in great distress, and crouched down a little weakly.

Chen Yan could vaguely hear her cursing a person's name.

After a few moments, she stood up, turned her head, and saw the hideous face of the smiler, so frightened that she threw her phone to the ground.

"Hell!"

Chen Yan glanced at her phone and saw the note of the person she was chatting with, which was "dear".

The girl picked up the phone, her eyes were red, and tears flowed down her cheeks.

She choked up on something as she tried to send a voice message to her boyfriend, but the red exclamation mark that followed made her cry even louder.

Passers-by unconsciously looked at the girl, with some displeasure in their eyes, as if they were blaming her for blocking the way.

She stood up slowly against the wall, and when she saw the crooked smile of the smiler, she was so angry that she picked up a piece of broken rubble from the ground and smashed it on it.

The fragile rubble crumbled into powder on the walls, and the girl's anger was somewhat dissipated.

She picked up her bag in her hand and walked briskly off the street towards the rental apartment in the alley.

Chen Yan controlled the Smiler to follow her footsteps, came to the door of her house, and looked in through the window.

The small house of only 20 square meters is decorated with many exquisite furniture, especially the photo of the entrance is the most conspicuous, she and her boyfriend hug each other, looking very happy.

She crouched weakly in front of the entrance, her hands covering her face, and let out a faint cry, and the contents of her bag spilled all over the floor.

She cried for half an hour, no one called her, only one person kept texting her, but she didn't even look at it.

The cracked phone screen flickered incessantly, becoming the only source of light in the dimly lit room.

Her figure loomed in the light, lonely, tired, and helpless.

By the time she couldn't cry at all, it was already dark, and such a dark room made her feel a trace of fear.

She remembered the twisted graffiti she had seen on the wall in the evening, and she couldn't help but be a little frightened, so she reluctantly got up and turned on the light in the room.

The dim white bulb looked like it hadn't been replaced in years, and the light it emitted was only enough to illuminate the room.

She picked up the food that was scattered on the floor and put it in the kitchen.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chen Yan controlled the Nightmare into her room and attached herself to the photo of them together, covering her boyfriend's face.

The girl turned on the microwave, heated herself a quick meal, and after a few bites, she stopped thinking about it, set it aside, clutched her stomach, and lay on the table.

There was also a chair across from her with a men's denim shirt hanging from it, and it seemed that her boyfriend would sit and eat here.

"The weakest time in the human heart is now, come on, feel the fear..."

The Smiler turned a part of her body into a physical entity and collided with the picture frame, causing it to collide with the cabinet.

The dull sound of percussion made the girl straighten up, her breathing noticeably heavier, her eyes fixed in the direction of the hallway, and the heavy wooden cabinet seemed to be a coffin for the dead.

"Boom!"

The sound of percussion sounded again, causing her hand to shrink unconsciously, and the tension spread through her heart, making it difficult for her to get up.

In order to be courageous, she turned on the flashlight of her mobile phone, held on to the table, stood up without making a sound, and walked towards the entrance step by step.

Hearing the sound of her footsteps, Chen Yan transformed the smiler into a ghost state and pasted it in a picture frame, which perfectly matched her boyfriend's face.

"There's... Anyone?

She suddenly didn't dare to move forward near the entrance, and asked in a voice that was already a little trembling.

No response.

The silence of the hallway made her fear grow and her fingers tremble.

"Smack! Boom..."

Maybe it was because the impact of the nightmare just now was too intense, knocking the already somewhat unstable picture frame to the ground, and when the girl walked to the side, it fell directly to the ground.

Seeing the face-down photo frame, the girl, who had been very nervous, relaxed, slowly stroked her chest, and adjusted her mood with deep breaths.

"It turns out that the picture frame is loose, there is nothing, don't scare yourself..."

She walked over to the photo frame and slowly flipped through the group photo, and a hideous, distorted smile appeared on her boyfriend's face.

In order to deepen the effect, Chen Yan manipulated the Smiler and said a sentence: "I... I'm looking for you—"

The smiling face quickly expanded, poked out of the frame, and with a twisted smile, floated toward the girl.

"Woo... Ahhh

Just then, her phone rang, and the silence of the room was shattered by a shrill ringing.

"Very good, this is the end of the first stage!"

Chen Yan manipulated the Smiler to quickly slip away through the crack in the portal, leaving the girl alone on the ground, panting for breath for the rest of her life.

"You're a genius at herding fear! The amount of fear she generated just now was twice as much as your first hunt, a full six!"

"It's not over yet, if it's a friend or something that calls her at this time, then I'll continue..."

The girl who had recovered from her panic answered the phone, and another girl's voice came from inside, sounding very anxious.

"Hami! Are you okay! Why didn't you answer the phone for so long! "

Yoko... Save me...... I have monsters in my house..."

"Wait... Yumi, you hold on, I'll be right away!! "