Damn! I'm surrounded by beautiful women's ghost stories

"Really, I almost died!" Guangzi said with lingering fear.

His hand gently patted Fu Yu's chest.

Zhenli was also nodding.

"Who are they?"

"I don't know, maybe someone from some special department?"

"Um"

The best option now is to pretend you know nothing and leave here as soon as possible.

There is no need to say which is more important, curiosity or life.

"Go to school."

"it is good."

I had no choice but to go to school.

The two stood up and prepared to cross the road, but subconsciously stopped when passing a certain place.

This is the position where the adulterous snake snail stays when it is stabbed by the scissors.

Guangzi remembered it very clearly. She also remembered that when the scissors were pulled out of the adulterous snake snail's head, a lot of blood flew out.

"What is that?" Makoto's voice suddenly began to become fearful again.

"Blood...right?" Guangzi took a glance.

It's normal for the blood from the scissors to spill on the ground.

So many abnormal things happened today that I didn't even care about the bloodshed.

Just as Guangzi was about to hold his head and sort out his unhealthy thoughts, he noticed that his friend's face looked very ugly, so he looked at the bloodstain on the ground again.

Then she saw an extremely horrifying scene.

The blood on the ground seemed to be wriggling as if it had life...like maggots.

For some reason, the two of them walked over, looked at the pile of blood, and then looked down at the "maggots", only to find that they were actually human faces with blurred features.

Just like a baby bird that has just hatched in a nest, with its eyes still closed, its mouth wide open.

A rough count showed there were at least a dozen of them.

It seems like one "grows" out of every drop of blood.

"Why don't we follow them and take a look," Photon suggested.

The world is really weird. Instead of pretending to be carefree and going back to school, or hiding in bed and shivering, it is better to catch up with the two people who obviously have real skills and ask for help.

"Tell them this important information, it might be helpful."

"Ok!"

The two reached a consensus and quickly ran in the direction where the adulterous snake snail escaped.

……

"boom!"

The adulterous snake snail fell to the ground, crushing a lot of flowers and plants to death.

The body began to wriggle violently, the tail end of the snake began to twitch uncontrollably, and the six arms began to fight, as if they had lost control.

"You can run really fast." Natsuki floated beside Kayako, looking at the adulterous snail that had fallen to the ground.

Fortunately, he has always been cautious, otherwise it would not be the adulterer Snake Snail escaping, but the adulterer Snail coming to hunt him down.

As for what his cautious approach was... Xia Shu gently flicked the snail, and she lay on her back.

And at the center of his eyebrows, a human head as big as a fist has grown out through the crack.

As long as one is made of flesh and blood, if Tomie's flesh and blood is implanted into the body, the person will be replaced by Tomie and lose everything.

"Tomie" Natsuki waved at the heads and said, "Well done."

Tomie glanced at him and ignored him.

Maaya and Mitsuko looked at the horrifying scene, not knowing how to make any sound with their throats.

Until Kayako's voice sounded: "Recycling is complete."

Zhenli and Guangzi finally woke up from their dream.

Everything that happened today was so exciting.

Unfortunately, both women were very taciturn and no specific information could be obtained.

Only a woman named "Kayako" said that she came from the "shelter" and is currently a field operator whose purpose is to catch strange stories all over the world and restore order to the world.

He also mentioned that the Ghost Story Hunters are from the same company.

After calling the school and asking for leave, Yokoo Mitsuko went home and turned on her computer. She was going to post her experience today on the forum.

Chapter 250 Website

“Is there really a website?”

After Yokoo Mitsuko posted about her bizarre experience on 2ch, it immediately sparked a lot of discussion.

There have been too many urban legends appearing recently, especially in forums, and most people are beginning to believe them.

People who don’t believe it won’t go online to look for related content.

Telling your personal experience will indeed attract the attention of a large number of people. Some people say it is too fake, some believe it to be true, and some are interested in the field operators who are taken in.

Yokoo Photon was of course excited about the discussion.

Until someone talked about the shelter, and the internet connection.

What kind of network connection is that? It's just an advertisement!

In order to make profits, forums like this will put advertisements in every corner that are very detrimental to the viewing experience, like a dog-skin plaster.

However, most of the advertisements are related to adults. Whether they are selling cups or something else, it is easy to get excited and want to pay after clicking on them.

Although there is no such thing as freeloading on traffic in this era, the methods of operation are similar.

Photon subconsciously found the shelter spokesperson @怪谈猎人 who had accidentally saved his life before.

She also stared at the other party's account several times to make sure she didn't find the wrong person.

Ghost story hunter, ghost story hunter master, ghost story talker, ghost story hunter... there are too many counterfeits.

Traffic is money. Even if it’s not for making money, everyone wants to be the center of discussion.

Even herself, she did not deny it.

"Forget it, it's nothing if I order it."

She moved the mouse and clicked on the ad. She was really curious.

My first reaction when I entered the website...it's so simple!

A circular icon logo, no music, a black background, and the fonts seem to be free fonts, which really saves money to the extreme.

The big word "shelter" is very clear, and there are options for different languages.

"You're not going to spend all your money on this, are you?"

Thinking of this, she shook her head again: "I guess all the money was spent on advertising."

Yokoo Mitsuko herself couldn't figure out what she was thinking now. Perhaps after being saved by the so-called field operators, she instinctively tended to believe them and wanted to support her saviors. She also had some other thoughts, such as her inner desire for a horror world.

They said they had taken her in, so there must be more than just the "adulterer Snake Snail" target.

How many are there?

She looked at the text at the top of the website's homepage.

"We used to hide in caves, sit around campfires, and fear everything we didn't understand. Why the sun rises, why the earth shakes, disasters, panics... those things are gods and demons, and all we can do is pray. But the world changed, our numbers increased, we took control of the world, and those panics were explained by more scientific methods, but there are always things that cannot be explained. Things that cannot be explained will not disappear, but are hidden in places that cannot be seen by the naked eye. Nothing can protect us, we must protect ourselves. People live in the sun and we fight them in the shadows to ensure the normal operation of the world."

'We control'

"We contain"

“We protect”

"--administrator"

Yokoo Mitsuko let out a long sigh.

For some reason, after reading it, her heart suddenly burned with passion. In her mind, she could not help but imagine a group of men in black who existed to protect humanity, sacrificing everything they had just to protect the "daily lives" of ordinary people.

But the impression in my mind is a bit distorted, because neither the man wearing a mask and using scissors, nor the lady in the white dress with a particularly uncomfortable smell, has anything to do with the man in black.

"Administrator, could it be him?"

If we talk about the hottest "bad joke" recently, it must be "It doesn't matter, I will do it", which has been seen so many times that it makes people want to vomit.

A "bad joke" that has gone viral can still trigger associations at critical moments.

It is better to be remembered than to have no impression at all. Mr. Yahiro Natsuki, an administrator who does not want to reveal his name, knows very well that black and red can also be red. As long as there is traffic, it will be over.

"The operation of the asylum is not subject to the jurisdiction, authorization, or commission of any country's death laws. It is absolutely neutral."

Yokoo Mitsuko read the above content sentence by sentence, and felt that a bizarre world was successfully outlined with just words.

No...I already live in such a world.

The following collection of objects made her very interested, so she clicked to jump.

【No. 001-Quilt】

[After a person falls asleep, they will be pulled into the quilt, but the person can crawl out. The only dangerous part is that it tortures the person and prevents him from sleeping well. ]

"Huh, what's that?"

There are also photos. It seems to be in a room in a dilapidated old apartment building. A quilt is spread on a room about the size of six tatami mats.

For example, if the doors and windows of a room of an elderly person living alone are closed, and there is an extinguished charcoal brazier next to it, some people would believe that it is the crime scene where the elderly person committed suicide by burning charcoal.

"Is it true? It seems a bit far-fetched."

She scrolled the mouse and found a brief introduction below. What was strange was that someone took the initiative to say that it was his real experience. The story was written in great detail in the style of a diary.