Supernatural Live: Please Stop Talking

"Unconsciously."

"A wave of tiredness struck, Uncle Zhang simply fell asleep."

"However, in a daze, there was a sudden knock on the door."

"The voice was very ear-piercing. Uncle Zhang tried to open his eyes and yelled: Who is it!"

"The people outside didn't answer."

"Uncle Zhang turned over and went back to sleep."

"But then, the knock on the door rang again."

"This time, it's a little more urgent than before."

"Uncle Zhang got up suddenly, cursed and opened the door directly."

"call!"

"It just so happened that a gust of wind blew by, and Uncle Zhang was hit hard."

"He shivered unconsciously, and even his teeth trembled a few times."

"Outside, it's still raining heavily."

"Uncle Zhang looked around, but there was no one there!"

"For a while, his drunkenness woke up a lot."

"The drizzle hit the face, and Uncle Zhang frowned."

"Uncle Zhang muttered: Could it be... the sound of the rain hitting the door?"

"Thinking of this, he directly closed the door."

"And just when Uncle Zhang turned around and was about to lie down on the bed."

"Behind me, there was another knock on the door!"

"Uncle Zhang's body, as if struck by lightning, was stuck in place, not daring to move."

"At that time, he was similar to Xiaopang today."

"It's also been less than a year since I entered the industry."

"This kind of weird thing almost scared him to death."

"The knocking on the door is still going on, and it is getting more and more urgent."

"Uncle Zhang's heart began to beat violently."

"His scalp is starting to tingle."

"With courage, Uncle Zhang said in a trembling voice: Who...who!"

"This time, no one answered him!"

"Dong Dong Dong!!"

"The knock on the door rang again."

"Uncle Zhang clenched his fist tightly, and with the little alcohol remaining, he turned and returned to the door."

"He took a few hard breaths, trying to calm himself down. Then he slammed the door open."

"The scene he saw next will make him unforgettable forever!"

"I see..."

"At the door of the morgue, stood a white figure."

"This person only has half of his head! The remaining half has been crushed!"

"Most of the brain is hanging on the face."

"That all white eyeball is staring straight at Uncle Zhang!"

"What's even weirder is that the female ghost is stretching out her right hand."

"Her voice was extremely stern: Give me back my bracelet! Give me back my bracelet! Give me back my bracelet!"

"The female ghost's voice is getting louder."

"Uncle Zhang's temples started to chug wildly."

"He swung his hands desperately, his face was as white as paper."

"This……"

"It's the female corpse he dragged back at night!"

"Ow!!"

"Uncle Zhang howled and fell to the ground, unconscious."

"Uncle Zhang didn't get up from the ground until the dawn of the next day."

"Seeing that there was no one around, Uncle Zhang hurried back to the morgue and quickly put the gold bracelet back on the female corpse."