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

In fact, the third online editor is not the author of the website, but Chen Yan himself.

As the author of all this strange story, this website is almost like a preface to his crime, and at this moment, he feels like some strange thief in a white cloak.

"If I want to create a new column, what should I call it?" "

Strange talk about information? It sounds like the first financial section of the newspaper to be discarded

...""Strange talk about the weekly report? No one can guarantee that it will be updated on time, and besides, a week is inevitably too short..."

"Why don't you keep it short, remove the two words of weird talk, and name it with two words

?" "If it's to remind the world, it can be said to be advice, plus a little thriller element, how about calling

it 'final statement'?"

"If you like it, you can

call it the final statement" "

Okay, then call it the final statement, and I'll start updating it when the website has more users..."

Chen Yan turned his perspective away from the two brothers who were celebrating, and turned his attention to Ah Feng, whom he hadn't seen for a day.

In order to hide his whereabouts, Ah Feng went to an extremely desolate jungle and built a simple grave for himself out of leaves and dead branches.

She lay inside, imagining that she was dead, trying to let sleep drive away the fear from her heart.

It's a pity that she can't be considered a human anymore when she becomes an apostle of the night, and sleep is a luxury for her.

After she closed her eyes, she did not feel the slightest sleep, only the fear and guilt in her heart were with her, staring at the cracks in her heart all the time, leaving the stinging behind.

In her imagination, the supermarket employees had turned into blue monsters, struggling in the hell known as the Night.

"It's my fault... I'm sorry...... I just want to save her..."

The supermarket that was infected by her actually didn't start to change to a taboo night, because Chen Yan learned the lesson of the last time, and rushing to achieve results would only attract that group of agents, so it was better to slow down and take it all.

After all, the last time there was a large-scale report, as long as a similar case was created this time, those public will start to associate it.

The spreading blue scars had completely enveloped the entire supermarket, and the three-story large lifestyle supermarket was closed at the moment, and no one was present except for the security guards guarding the door.

Chen Yan looked at the janitor who was yawning on the chair, and wanted to try another strange story in his hand.

A small black worm slowly appeared, biting the sleeping janitor's head, and some transparent substance merged into his body.

Chen Yan took the worm back and didn't let it continue to infect more people, he didn't want to attract the attention of the agents too soon.

"Parasitic dreams, and there are certain choices..."

The first day of parasitism will make people unconditionally obsessed with something dangerous, Chen Yan looked around the doorman and found that he seemed to have a stun gun.

"That's it, look at how far this infatuation can go..."The

doorman, who was napping on the back of his chair, suddenly got up as if sleepwalking, staggered open his cabinet, and held the stun gun in his hand.

He stared at the stun gun's line all the time, and a very lewd smile appeared on his face.

"Baby... Hey, hey, hey..."

Then, under Chen Yan's somewhat dumbfounded gaze, he put the stun gun under his crotch...

In a violent tremble, the doorman fell to the ground, a happy smile remaining on his lips.

"It turned out to be an infatuation in this sense, wouldn't it be tomorrow during the day... He wants to perform this trick in public?" Chen

Yan looked at the little old man with his pants half off, and suddenly realized that maybe not only dangerous news can attract the media, but also the power of self-media is much greater than that of traditional media.

"As long as he performs hard enough in the next few days, I think someone will definitely record him and upload it to social media, after all, who doesn't like to have fun..."

The last time the cops fell into the world of taboo have been converted, and they didn't make it to the next day.

Now, they were the ones who roared the loudest behind the glass.

"The next day, the little old man will hallucinate, just let him announce his hobby to customers at that time..."

This guy's posture has nothing to do with people, his scaly body is lying on the wall, and it is difficult to see the difference between the surface of his skin and his surroundings without looking closely.

If it weren't for the familiar scanner on his body, Chen Yan would never have noticed this agent.

"Anomalous reaction detected: brief, mild, anomaly gone. The

strangely shaped agent slowly climbed down the wall, moving like a chameleon, smooth and light.

Looks like he's going to make a look at the supermarket.

Chen Yan, who was able to barely affect reality, helped the fainted doorman up and put him on a chair, making him look like he was asleep.

Although his pants, which were already wet, looked strange, Chen Yan could only do this for now.

Sure enough, after Chen Yan set up the doorman, the agent rushed to the supermarket.

With the door closed, he chose to use the security room as an entry point, and his near-optically invisible body slowly climbed into the window and scanned it around.

"Anomalous residue found: faint, transient, with no signs of spread. The

chameleon-like agent stared at the doorman's body with one of his eyes, as if intending to take him away for examination.

However, just when he wanted to make a move, Chen Yan manipulated the "Shocking Dream Shadow" to forcibly cut off the doorman's dream, making him wake up yawning.

"Heh... Alas... How did you wake up after only half an hour of sleep?"

the doorman didn't notice the agent hiding in the shadows, but he found that his pants were inexplicably wet and smelled of excrement.

"I'm too old, I don't think

I'm there yet," he got up from his chair, pushed open the door that connected to the supermarket,

and headed for the bathroom.

The chameleon agent followed him and infiltrated the supermarket, and as soon as he turned on the scanner, he was greeted with an extremely strange scan result...

"There is a suspicious band, the true frequency is not detected, it is suspected to be an error, and the self-test is being carried out..."