Starting from the folklore forum, making up town objects

Chapter 396 Jumping off the building
"Smog: @WhiteSnowflake, does it really work? You're not kidding, are you?"

Wu Mai stared palely at the forum post, waiting for a reply.

Wu Mai never expected that in less than a week, he would go from an atheist to a headless fly seeking divine intervention everywhere.

He didn't want it to be this way, but the things happening around him, and the deaths of his friends one by one, forced him to believe it.

But he had never dealt with this kind of thing before, and he didn't know which deity to consult!
In desperation, he resorted to any means necessary, and "Night Talks on Folk Customs," which he usually used to pass the time, became his first choice.

After all, he often felt that what the people in the forum said was quite right.

However, it's the internet, and those who know, know. If you don't vent your frustrations, how can you release the anxiety and resentment that's accumulated in real life?

But after posting a request for help, he didn't receive help from experts, but instead received ridicule!

One by one, forum users who had been criticized by him resurfaced, making sarcastic remarks under his posts.

For example: "Hey, isn't this so-and-so? What's wrong? You're in trouble? Why don't you go see a doctor? Maybe the doctor can help you~"

For example: "Believe in science, buddy? Your faith has crumbled! Look into my eyes, tell me why!"

For example: "Do you believe in science or do you believe I am the Emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty?"

Despite this, Wu Mai patiently endured each reply, admitting his mistake and asking for help.

But very few people actually offered help; most just suggested finding a "master" or something similar.

But isn't that obvious?
If he could find a master, would he need to ask for help?
Just as Wu Mai was considering whether to register a new account and pretend to be a newbie, he saw that a post he had followed before had new updates.

After clicking on it casually, he saw a message posted by a user named "White Snowflake".

"White Snowflake: @BlackLittleFat, you're awesome! It really works! AiHu really works!"

After reviewing the previous comments, he realized that this was someone he had previously criticized.

And that's how the opening line came about.

To his relief, the other person seemed to be sitting in front of a computer looking at the post as well, so they replied quickly.

But after seeing the reply, Wu Mai slapped himself.

"White Snowflake: @Smog? What's it to you whether it works or not? Besides, why would I lie to you?"

With a heavy heart, Wu Mai typed a reply.

"Smog: @WhiteSnowflake, I'm sorry, my tone was harsh before. I just wanted to know if it really works, because I also encountered a paranormal event. If it does, please let me know, thank you!"

Wu Mai almost burst into tears as he typed these words.

Never before had he regretted it so much.

Indeed, retribution may be delayed, but it will surely come.

The waiting time felt like an eternity. Just when Wu Mai thought the other party wasn't going to reply, he saw a new message.

"White Snowflake: @Smog, did you really encounter a paranormal event?"

Wu Mai replied immediately.

"Smog: @WhiteSnowflakes, it's true, it's really true! You have to believe me! Wait a minute, I'll explain it to you in detail, don't go!"

Wu Mai was afraid that if he said too much or replied too slowly, the white snowflake would leave, so he treated the post's comment section like a chat box, writing a paragraph and then posting it.

"Smog: A few days ago, I went out with some friends. When we passed by a residential area, we suddenly saw someone sticking out of the window. The building was very tall, probably around the 18th floor. We couldn't see clearly, so we took out our phones to zoom in."

"Smog: It really was just one person! A man wearing only his underwear, holding his clothes in his hand, standing on the air conditioner unit!"

"Smog: Anyone who goes online often can guess what's going on. We were all excited! So we all rushed down to that building to get a better look."

"Smog: And during this process, I have a friend, um... let's call him Xiao Jia, Xiao Jia has been recording videos because he has a short video account, and he said he wanted to post this video on his account to become a little popular!"

"Smog: We didn't pay much attention to it at the time, after all, this kind of thing is fun to watch! But who knew, who knew..."

"Smog: Who knew that the man clinging to the outside of the 18th floor would start courting death, actually trying to fall from the 18th-floor air conditioner unit to the 17th-floor air conditioner unit, and then escape through the 17th-floor balcony!"

"Smog: But that was the 18th floor! We watched helplessly as that man lost his footing and plummeted straight down from the 17th floor!"

"The smog: I heard the sound of my body hitting the ground very clearly, not a 'thud,' but a 'thud!' It was also the first time I realized that a person doesn't scream when they fall! Because they're too terrified to move!"

"Smog: It should have ended here, but after Xiao Jia realized what was happening, he dragged us to see how badly that person had fallen."

"Smog: I initially disagreed, but Xiao Jia's provocation was too effective. Who among us would back down and admit to being a coward? So we went together. After seeing that man's body, I regretted it! Not only did I regret it, but everyone, including Xiao Jia, regretted it!"

"Smog: The man's body, it's horribly wrecked! He fell from the seventeenth floor and because he exerted force, he didn't land on the ground floor, but instead veered off to the side about seven or eight meters away, and there just happened to be a fitness plaza at that location."

"Smog: The man's body crashed directly onto the exercise equipment, shattering into pieces! But for some reason, his head was completely intact and rolled to the side."

"Smog: When we got there, we saw the pile of corpses and that head staring at us!"

"Smog: Later I found out why his head wasn't smashed. It's because when he landed in the activity square, there happened to be someone on that equipment! His upper body hit that person, and his head was cushioned by that person's body, which is why he wasn't hurt."

"Smog: As for that unfortunate person, on the seventeenth floor! That's the weight of a person; that person died on the spot!"

As Wu Mai typed, he naturally thought of the scene at that time, and his fingers began to tremble involuntarily.

Just as he was struggling to overcome his trembling hands, he received a reply.

"White Snowflake: @Haze, but what does this have to do with paranormal events? Shouldn't you see a psychologist? Facing such a tragic situation can certainly be quite shocking."

"Smog: @WhiteSnowflakes, no, it's not over yet, this is just the beginning!"

After calming down, Wu continued typing. He was afraid that "White Snowflake" wouldn't help him, or perhaps he was feeling too suppressed by keeping this matter inside, so he couldn't wait to tell what happened next.

"Smog: For two days after that incident, I couldn't eat or sleep properly. I thought I was already miserable enough, but two days later I received a call from a friend who said... that Xiao Jia was dead!"

"Smog: If it were just an accident, that would be one thing, but Xiao Jia's death was too bizarre! He... he actually imitated that person, jumping naked from the ninth-floor window of their apartment! And people watching from below even filmed it and posted it on a short video platform!"

"Smog: This process is exactly the same! What normal person would do this? Later, I attended Xiao Jia's funeral. A friend who had gone through that incident with me told me that Xiao Jia had posted the video of that day online, and it did become quite popular."

"Smog: I wasn't feeling well those two days and didn't feel like going online. After hearing about this, I opened Xiaojia's platform account and saw that among Xiaojia's many videos with double-digit likes, there was a new video with 10,000 likes pinned to the top."

"Smog: The video shows the man clinging to the 18th floor. Xiao Jia also filmed the part where he fell, but not the gruesome scene of the body. I know it's not that Xiao Jia didn't want to film it, it's probably because it wouldn't pass censorship." "Smog: Afterwards, I saw the netizens leaving vulgar comments on the video. At the same time, I also saw another video, the one of Xiao Jia jumping off the building. It also had a lot of likes, and similarly, many nosy netizens were making malicious speculations in the comments section."

"Smog: At the time, my friends and I thought the same thing: Xiao Jia had offended something unclean, and that's why he's being haunted."

"Smog: But, but what I didn't expect is, even though it was Xiao Jia who did it, why did that filthy thing get attached to us!"

"Smog: The day after my friend jumped to his death, another friend of mine also jumped! And after he jumped, he landed right on top of my third friend! They... all died!"

"Smog: Of the four people who went to watch the spectacle that day, I'm the only one still alive!"

"Smog: And these past two days, I've started having dreams. I dreamt I jumped off a tall building, dreamt I was killed by someone jumping off a building, and dreamt my dead friends appeared in my room!"

"Smog: Even, one day I woke up and found myself standing right by the window!"

"Smog: I really, really don't want to die! Please save me! What can we do to solve this?! I'm willing to pay, 50,000, 100,000, is that enough?!"

Wu Mai's body began to tremble uncontrollably again.

Fortunately, Wu Mai's efforts were not in vain.

"White Snowflake" replied.

"White Snowflake: Okay, no need for money, just make it according to what @BlackLittleFatBigBoss said about Ai Hu."

Wu Mai replied immediately.

"Smog: Okay, is there anything else I should pay attention to? Could you tell me your entire process? I'm afraid I'll make a mistake!"

"White Snowflakes: It's nothing much. As for the mugwort, I chose three-year-aged mugwort. Also, it's about the handicrafts. You need to practice more. It took me three days to get it a little better."

"Smog: Three-year-old aged mugwort? Where can I buy it? And I'm not good at handicrafts! Three days, I feel like I won't live three more days!"

"White Snowflake: ...Three-year-aged mugwort should be available at pharmacies. As for the handmade ones...how about this, you give me your address, and I have a few extra I made for practice. I'll send you one to try?"

Wu Mai suddenly felt as if a blinding ray of sunlight had shone into his gloomy life!

Immediately, he opened a private chat window, sent his address to White Snowflake, and clearly asked her to choose expedited service and cash on delivery!
Seeing the other party send an "OK" reply, Wu Mai breathed a sigh of relief.

"We're saved! We're saved!"

As he spoke, the smile on Wu Mai's face suddenly faded.

The prerequisite for being saved is that what the "white snowflake" sent is actually useful.

But is the "white snowflake" story true?
What if the other person was just playing a prank or getting revenge for someone they had insulted before?
Wu Mai's expression turned grim again.

He immediately decided to re-register an account and ask other experts for advice.

To his surprise, this lousy forum only allowed one account to be created under the same ID card!
Why didn't he see this notification before?
Left with no other option, Wu Mai pulled out his parents' ID cards from his phone and typed them in.

The registration process got stuck again, saying that the IP addresses were the same and registration was not allowed!
Wu Mai was so angry he wanted to curse!
But once he calmed down, he sensed something was wrong.

It's just a folklore forum, why go to such lengths?
Is it...

Wu Mai thought about what had happened to him recently. If ghosts really exist, then surely none of the many posts on this forum are real?
If it's true, are there also some 'masters' active in the forum?
Wu Mai's face turned green at the thought of all the people he had offended before!
Now, he can only hope that what "white snowflake" said is true, and that what was sent to him is also real!
……

While Wu Mai was praying anxiously, Bai Xue had already quietly returned home and brought back the remaining three Ai Hu.

After hesitating for a moment, Bai Xue chose to take out the one that was in the best condition among the remaining three, since it might involve a life.

She then used her phone to order a courier service to deliver the package to her door.

As for the remaining two, Bai Xue tied one to her own keychain and the other to Ke Ting's keychain.

Looking at He Ting, who had been sleeping soundly since earlier, Bai Xue smiled.

This feeling of being able to help her friend made her happier than the fact that the tiger could ward off evil spirits.

After watching for a while, Bai Xue called her relative who owned a pharmacy and asked to buy a batch of three-year-aged mugwort.

Since Ai Hu is useful, she will try to equip everyone in the family with one!
But before that, she needs to practice her handicrafts some more.

Don't end up with a poorly woven tiger that's useless!

Thinking this, Bai Xue opened the craft video on her phone, then took out the materials she needed to practice with from her bag, preparing to continue practicing weaving the tiger.

But just as she was getting into it, she suddenly heard the sound of wings flapping.

She thought there was something wrong with the video she was playing.

But just then, she heard a strange 'ga' sound behind her.

Immediately, Bai Xue screamed and ran forward. When she turned around, she was holding the tiger that was hanging on her keychain.

But when she saw clearly what was making the strange noise, she was stunned.

That was a crow!
Before she could even wonder when a crow had appeared in the room, the crow opened its beak!
"Would you be willing to become a servant of the underworld?"

The only response to the Raven Prophet was a sharp cry.

"Ah~"

……

P.S.: Thank you everyone for your monthly votes!
My writing is returning to normal. I plan to save up some drafts these few days and resume extra updates around the middle of the month.

The situation at home has improved a lot recently.

I've been taking my wife out for walks every day these past few days, and my own attitude has improved a lot. As a result, her mood and the mood of our family members have also improved a lot. For those of you who have new mothers in your families, please pay attention to taking good care of their emotional well-being.

I'm already a little scared that my wife isn't depressed; I really don't want to think about what would happen if she were.

Two months ago, a woman in our village committed suicide by hanging herself due to depression. This was the first time in my life that I had actually heard of someone committing suicide by hanging, and it was someone I knew.

When I was a child, I often played with her son and visited her home. I had met her before, and I really couldn't imagine how tormenting depression could be.

So you must pay attention to postpartum depression. Communicate more, be more patient, and control your temper. After all, they are your family members who will be with you for the rest of your life.

(End of this chapter)