Weird Resurrection: I Can Transform into a Great Demon

"Luoshan University, this is not my mother's..." Jiang Chen subconsciously repeated the content of the news, and a chill suddenly climbed up his spine.

Through the crack in the door and the dim light in the living room, he found that his parents looked more and more abnormal during the conversation. His mother's head was hanging too low, and her hands did not seem to be wiping tears, but more like trying to straighten her head.

The scar-like wrinkles on his father's face did not come from the vicissitudes of life, but a bloody sharp knife!

When they looked at him intentionally or unintentionally, they were not concerned about his condition, but with a malicious peep.

"No, no! How could it be possible? Am I still in a dream? Am I not awake yet? How could my parents hurt me? They are the people who love me the most in the world..." Jiang Chen covered his head and felt that his spirit was almost about to collapse.

He was just a student in the third year of high school. The series of things that happened recently were a little beyond his tolerance.

"Bang bang bang"

There was a sudden knock on the door outside the house, followed by the shout of a middle-aged woman.

"Xiaochen, why haven't your parents come back yet? It's already this late, remember to bring the milk in, don't let it go bad."

"These two idiots, they ran away to have fun, leaving their son at home..." The woman's complaining voice went away.

Jiang Chen then realized that this was Aunt Zhang, his neighbor, who was an old classmate of his parents. She treated him like a half-son since he was a child and lived across the street.

But the problem was that his parents were clearly in the living room, and they had come back a long time ago.

As soon as he thought of this, his pupils shrank suddenly, because his parents, who were originally talking outside his room, disappeared without a trace. The whole house was empty, and there was no other sound except his own breathing.

"Dad, Mom? Dad..." He tried to shout twice, but there was no response. Slowly, he was a little afraid to shout again. Staring at the dim light in the living room, and thinking about his recent bloody and terrifying dreams, he was wrapped in a huge sense of panic.

Suddenly, the hair on his left face stood up, as if someone was standing by his bed.

Jiang Chen almost stopped breathing, his heart almost jumped out, he dared not move.

After being in a stalemate for nearly ten minutes, he finally couldn't help it, and glanced around a little bit. Fortunately, there was nothing beside the bed.

"Hu~Hu~"

Jiang Chen panted heavily, as if he had escaped a disaster, but looking at the night falling completely outside the window, he felt another kind of panic.

He grabbed the phone on the bedside in a hurry and began to search for the latest murder news. Although it was mosaic, he still recognized it from the characteristics of the clothes in the photo. It was indeed his parents!

The two died at one o'clock last night.

But they were clearly there just now!

"They... are back?" Jiang Chen looked at the dead silent living room through the crack in the door and felt a silent horror.

But for some reason, when he really confirmed that something incomprehensible happened to him, he became more calm.

"Maybe I've been killed by ghosts too many times in my dreams, so I'm already skilled at it?"

He suppressed his fear, laughed at himself, and then suddenly rushed out.

The moment he stepped into the living room, Jiang Chen felt an indescribable chill, as if he had walked into a morgue or a corpse cellar.

But this was clearly his most familiar home!

There was only a yellow night light on, with a lighting range of less than one meter. There were many dark corners in the huge living room, and it seemed that monsters were hidden in them.

The hair on his back stood up, and Jiang Chen glanced to the left. He could rush out of the house for help in about seven steps, but he gritted his teeth and ran to the toilet on the right.

"Bang"

He closed the door and locked it quickly. In this extreme state, Jiang Chen found that he was very skilled in locking the door.

He first confirmed that there was no such chill in the toilet, and then he finally felt relieved.

But at this time, his mother's anxious voice sounded outside the door, and there was a sound of a bowl falling to the ground and breaking.

"Xiaochen! What's wrong? What's wrong? Mom was just cooking. Is your illness getting worse? Laoshi, come quickly! My son rushed into the bathroom and the sound of slamming the door is not normal!"

The door of the master bedroom opened, and the sound of slippers clacking was heard. Jiang Dashi apologized to the client and hung up the phone: "Wife, what's wrong?!"

"Hurry up, this child has been abnormal since he woke up. He rushed into the bathroom and locked the door without saying a word."

Two figures came to the bathroom door anxiously. The woman knocked on the door gently at first, and her strength began to increase after she got no response.

The man was scolding: "Jiang Chen! Come out, man, you are dying after having nightmares for a few days, you are likeWhat a look!"

"Come on, Lao Shi, who told you to scold the child, Xiaochen, stop it, you're making your mother anxious..."

Listening to the two people's worries and concerns about him, it was a warm scene, but Jiang Chen, who was separated by a door, couldn't feel any warmth at all.

Through the frosted toilet door, he could clearly see that his mother's head was hanging on her neck and shaking, as if the bones were broken, and his father's face was covered with blood, and his clothes were stained red.

These are not parents, but two dead people!

The slapping sound became heavier and heavier, and the conversation between the two people, which was originally logically normal, gradually took on a bit of weirdness.

"Xiaochen, it's really not safe in the toilet, come out quickly, if you don't come out, we will come in! "

"Stop struggling, Mom can't let you go, Mom must keep you by her side to feel at ease..."

Jiang Chen felt goosebumps coming up, he quickly searched in the storage room on the left side of the toilet, and finally found a black iron hammer.

It looks very heavy and emits a faint light, but in fact it is just a prop hammer, which may have been thrown away by a crew, because it is too light, just like an empty shell, and it is made of plastic.

"It's still there, it's still there! "Jiang Chen seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw.

But in fact, this thing is also another source of terror. The reason why he has always been sure that his dream is real is because when he picked up this hammer, he witnessed a supernatural event with his own eyes!

That night, when he finished washing the hammer in the sink, the moment he raised his head, the self in the mirror did not have time to look up.

In the brief thinking just now, he had figured it out. If he really encountered a dirty thing, it would be useless to escape from home. Only dirty things can deal with dirty things. He rushed into the toilet because he wanted to use the other self in the mirror to deal with his weird parents.

Holding the hammer and facing the dressing mirror, Jiang Chen began to make all kinds of weird expressions, grinning, making faces, and even forced himself to say hello with fear: "Hello, my shadow, are you there? Come out for some fresh air? "

For some reason, the self in the mirror did not respond this time.

However, Jiang Chen found in his repeated attempts that he looked inexplicably fierce when holding the sledgehammer. He was a well-known harmless, handsome and warm man.

At this time, with a "bang", the door was smashed open by his parents.

It seemed that after the two of them broke the door, they had not had time to hide their current appearance, so what appeared in front of Jiang Chen was a mother with her head drooped more than 90 degrees and a father with cuts all over his face.

While they were talking about their concerns, they approached him with an unspeakable gloom on their faces.

"Xiaochen, come with us quickly, there is no time. Mom and Dad are going on a long trip recently, and they are worried about not taking you with them."

"Xiaochen, we are really sorry for you. Come with us. We will definitely treat you better in the future! "

Jiang Chen was so frightened that his face turned pale in an instant, and he felt cold from head to toe. He opened his mouth to scream, but no sound came out.

The "ghost" in the mirror did not appear, and his imagined plan to drive away the wolf and tiger failed.

He kept retreating and was forced into a corner.

The faces of the two people became more and more sinister, with a miserable smile on their faces, making a strange sound of "hehehe", and rushed towards Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen could only wave the "prop hammer" in his hand randomly, but when he hit it out, there was a sound of skull breaking.

He looked at the "father" who was covering his head and screaming, and the blood gushing out of his body, and a sense of déjà vu came to his heart.

Not knowing whether he was crazy or was completely pushed to the brink of collapse, Jiang Chen suddenly laughed.

"It turns out that ghosts can scream!"