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

There was immediately one more object to be contained.

"This time the containment was truly successful."

Natsuki breathed a sigh of relief.

The Quilt Ghost also breathed a sigh of relief. It stretched its body, and then... snap, the map shattered.

The other party accidentally broke free!

Continue to kneel down and beg for mercy.

"Forget it, I don't blame you," Xia Shu sighed, indicating that his strength was still too weak.

Chapter 257 Three Villains

"sand"

The phone that had just been connected suddenly made a sound.

"……Hey?"

"In seven days, you will die."

"Don't make such a joke!"

"Oh"

"Oh your head!"

The girlishness was a little off.

"You haven't been to school for several days." She seemed to be ready to spit out all the resentment and concern in her heart. She spoke very quickly, as if spraying venom: "Really, what the hell are you doing, Mr. Sugii, Ms. Ozawa, and the social survey you mentioned before and the store you agreed to go to together, don't always say sorry without any hesitation and make everyone wait for so long in vain."

"……sand"

"Are you listening?"

"Um"

"So, are you okay?" the girl asked worriedly.

She finally vented all the resentment in her heart. In fact, she wanted to ask the other party what he was up to more than once, but she was too embarrassed to ask because they were friends. Now she felt that after she had said everything in her heart, they could truly be considered friends.

Friends should not only give in and tolerate, they should also complain and get along with each other occasionally.

"……Um"

"By the way, there are also the homework you have been missing recently. I will send the notes to you later."

After hanging up the phone, the girl glanced around the classroom absentmindedly.

There are two more bottles of white flowers in the class. A small half of the students have died in strange incidents, and another small half have chosen to transfer schools.

It's not just my class that's like this, the situation in other classes is similar.

The atmosphere in the class was not extremely bad, as everyone was discussing something else.

When urban legends are prevalent, "little tricks" that can eliminate urban legends will also become popular. The latest popular god is "Shelter", including female field operators and the mysterious administrator.

Sayings like "If you encounter a supernatural incident, go to the official website of the 'shelter' and leave a message for help" have become popular.

It was because her good friend's situation made her worried and scared that she called to ask.

The phone was answered, so there shouldn't be any big problem...right?

After school, the girl took several buses and arrived at the apartment where her friend lived.

We also encountered a lot of strange things on the road, such as a woman with her upper body stuffed in a sack with only a pair of legs exposed, a man walking with his eyes covered, and an old lady selling her feet... Learning to pretend not to see is also a survival skill.

The apartment looks brand new and has an elevator.

As the girl approached, the door to the apartment lobby opened automatically.

There was a special smell of incense in the hall. She wrinkled her nose and didn't like it very much. She always felt that there seemed to be some strange smell hidden under the incense, such as the smell of fish, or... the smell of a corpse?

She was shocked by her own wild thoughts.

"How is that possible?" She shook her head.

It’s all because there have been so many weird things happening recently that my mind is in a mess.

If you let your imagination run wild, something bad might really happen.

A notice was posted on the bulletin board on the first floor:

"Notice: Due to recent complaints from residents about hair coming out of taps, the water supply will be cut off today. We will send someone to investigate. The water supply will be cut off today. We are very sorry for the inconvenience caused to you."

Here’s a new notice:

"Notice, the investigation has found hair in the water tower, and someone has been sent to deal with it. The water supply will continue to be cut off today. We are very sorry for the inconvenience caused to you."

The girl looked twice more, and only looked away after the elevator made a "ding" sound.

When you enter the elevator and the door closes, it feels like you are entering an airtight coffin box.

The closed elevator door locked out the pungent smell of incense outside, and the only sound inside the elevator was the whirring sound of air.

The girl sniffed and she was sure that there was a strong smell of rotten fish.

Fortunately, the elevator reached the 8th floor quickly.

After the door opened, the fresh air made her feel so good that she could breathe freely.

Place your hands on your chest to help you breathe.

"Sha——"

She arrived at her friend's house and rang the doorbell.

There were footsteps inside, but the door didn't open.

"I'm coming," she said tentatively, but she felt something was wrong. Was it because her footsteps were too light? No, they were accompanied by the sound of water splashing.

Could it be that there is a water leak in the house?

"Are you okay?" She asked again: "Did you forget to turn off the faucet? kkkk"

She forced a smile, but the only sound in the room was running.

There was a splashing sound, as if a child was stepping in a puddle.

The smile disappears.

She quickly picked up the phone and found that the caller was her friend who lived across the door from her.

"Moshimoshi?" Answer the phone.

"……sand"

The familiar rustling sound gave her goose bumps.

"I'm here to deliver my notes. Can you open the door? Or is it inconvenient?" Her voice was shaking, and she couldn't hide her fear at all: "Are you playing in the water at home?"

"...Let's go quickly."

The sound was faint, like someone drowning.

Sure enough, something really went wrong!

Instead of running away immediately, she took a few steps back and kicked the door with her strength.

Bang! The reaction force made her fall to the ground.

Her butt hit the ground and the pain made tears come out of her eyes immediately, but the pain also made her sober instantly.

My butt is a little wet.

She reached out her hand to the ground and tried to get up, only to find that the floor tiles beneath her had been covered with water stains and were icy cold.

Nothing else strange happened. When she escaped from the apartment, she felt dizzy again because of the smell of incense in the lobby on the first floor. Nothing strange happened at all.

If her hands weren't still feeling cold and her butt wasn't still aching, she would have thought it was all an illusion.

"It can't be just an illusion!" She felt that she had to contact the mysterious shelter.

……

Xia Shu is very busy. As a manager, he sometimes feels more like a "waste collector", riding a tricycle and shouting on the street with a horn.

In fact, it’s almost the same. “Waste” has become a weird talk, and shouting on the streets has become advertising on the Internet.

[Ghost Story: Administrator (E): 3500]

[Health Volume: 3500/3500]

[Ability: Shelter (E), a shelter for holding ghost stories]

Once the construction was actually started, the development of the shelter was completely beyond his control.

More and more people were helped, and word of mouth spread, and he became a true urban legend, representing the side of "justice".

Narrow and cramped alleys.

Natsuki walked in front, followed by Kayako and the Slit-mouthed Woman.

Triangle formation, the villain appears.

Two people were running away in the alley. The man was wearing frameless glasses and a famous brand watch on his wrist, but the only mark that Xia Shu could recognize was the GUCCI on the other person's belt, assuming that the belt was real.

The poor couple was running hand in hand, with a trio of villains chasing them from behind. One of the villains was hiding in a cloak, one was the Slit-Mouthed Woman, and the other was the living Grudge.

Or swallowed up the curse of the old white woman.

As I walked, the sky above my head began to darken, as if a vicious devil had appeared, and it was full of oppression.

Seeing such a scene, everyone would feel sorry for the young couple... provided that his girlfriend, who was running hand in hand with him, did not completely wrap her upper body with a sack, leaving only her lower body and legs exposed.

Her legs were thin, white and straight, which was nothing like what a Japanese woman could have.

Legs play nian.

In contrast, the upper body is bloated and swollen, like a sack stuffed with several quilts.

When walking, pieces of sticky meat would fall out of the gaps in the sack, adding a bit of weirdness.

"What do you want to do!"

The man turned around and yelled, "I'm not afraid of you... We! We're not afraid of you!"