Nightmare Attack

Chapter 660

Chapter 660

"At this time, a gust of wind blew, and a photo was exposed on the tombstone. Although the photo became blurred after being blown by the wind and rain, you can still recognize it if you look closely. It is the gravekeeper who brought them here!"

"The tomb guard is the murdered nurse—Liu Genfu."

"Although Ah Zhe figured it all out, it was too late. The gravekeeper took off his straw hat and the sunglasses on his face. Under the sunglasses were a pair of bloody eyes."

"His eyes had been gouged out and even his head was dangling like it was going to fall off his neck at any moment."

"Eye."

"Beautiful eyes."

"Liu Genfu slowly walked towards Ah Zhe and his child. There was a lot of blood pouring out of his face, but he was laughing and kept laughing until he put his hand in the other's eyes."

The man's story ends here, but the thinking left for everyone has not stopped. The protagonist in the story, A Zhe, is obviously the man in front of him.

Whether it's temperament or his voice when he speaks, they are very consistent.

But in the story, the ghost wanted the eyes of Azhe's son, but now that a man can stand here and tell them this story, it means that Azhe himself is dead.

Jiang Cheng thought differently, could it be that Ah Zhe voluntarily handed over his eyes in order to protect his son.

He fulfilled his promise and was willing to give anything for his son.

"Okay, our story is over." The man raised his head slightly, looked at Jiang Cheng and the others, "It's your turn."

Standing at Jiang Cheng's angle, he could just see that the man in the darkness had no eyes, only a pair of empty eye holes, and there were dried blood all over the eye holes.

After the story of the last person was told, the rest of the people began to look at the people in Jiangcheng, the female student, the writer, the girl in red, the black car driver, and the resident singer Ah Zhe.

Gradually, even their bodies changed. The female student's eyes became blood red, the scarf around the writer's neck fell off, revealing blue strangle marks inside, and the legs of the woman in red seemed to be unsteady. The driver of the black car stuck out his left hand hidden in his sleeve, missing a middle finger, and Azhe, who had his eyes gouged out, was also shaking his head from side to side, as if it would fall off at any time.

Huai Yi and Fatty also noticed something was wrong, these are ghosts instead of human beings!But they had no way to escape.

Instinct told them that there might be more terrifying guys hiding in the darkness nearby than the ones in front of them.

"Why don't you speak?" The female student looked bitterly, "Do you have no stories to tell?"

"There's no story. That means they weren't invited!" The driver of the black car had a high-pitched voice, which was particularly unpleasant.

The woman in red was crazier than them, as if she was certain that they had no stories to tell, her legs twisted weirdly, as if she was about to pounce on her at any moment, "We want to hear stories! Listen to your stories!"

Huai Yi couldn't help hugging the fat man, shivering.

The "people" who saw this scene became even more crazy. They slowly approached several people and surrounded them.

Just when the scene was about to get out of control, there was a burst of light laughter, with a trace of undisguised mockery.

"That's it?"

Jiang Cheng shook his head, glanced at the few people who came up and said, "I really overestimated your dishes."

"It's too embarrassing to tell such a bad story, are you here to make a joke?"

Hearing this, everyone was stunned for a few seconds, and then Ah Zhe's voice sounded, "Do you have a story?"

"I have so many stories, I'm wondering which one to start with." Jiang Cheng didn't even look at him, as if he had no interest in him.

The woman in red threatened in a low voice: "Before you tell, I need to remind you that the story you are going to tell next must be true."

"Don't think that you can use fabricated or hearsay stories to get away with it. You can't hide it from our eyes."

"If you fabricate a story and we find out, you will be punished accordingly!"

Jiang Cheng paused for a moment and began his first story.

"I have a friend." Jiang Cheng said, "He was once invited to a school to film an anniversary celebration, and the finale project was a girls' chorus."

"But when he finished shooting the rehearsal and went back to look at the photos he took, he found a very strange thing."

"A total of 48 girls participated in the chorus, but in the photos taken, there were 49 of them."

"An extra person?" Perhaps it was the scene in the college that gave the female student a sense of substitution, and a trace of fear appeared on her face for a moment.

But what she didn't expect was that Jiang Cheng stopped, then turned his head mechanically, stared at her, and showed a strange smile after a while, "That's right, there is one more person."

Jiang Cheng was very heavy on the last word "herringbone".

The female student shrank her neck subconsciously and stopped talking.

"The weirdness in this school is far more than that. According to his inquiries later, he found that there are almost no male teachers in the school, and even the school security guards are women."

"And he also found in the school's files that there were once first-class dancers who were forced to graduate, and the girl who appeared in the chorus was among them."

"She was killed by someone." Jiang Cheng lowered his voice: "It was a shameless lie from a man."

"This man is his teacher. At this time, he already has a girlfriend, but he is still pestering her. But later, he was worried that the matter would be exposed, so he shouted "Stop thief", and said back that it was the female student who kept seducing him."

"Among the blank eyes and accusations, the female student hanged herself in her most beloved dance classroom."

"Since then, there has been one less dancing white swan in the campus, but one more ghost with tight feet and kicking strange steps."

"At midnight, in the empty practice room, the strange dancing postures of the female students will be reflected in the mirror on the wall."

"But she's not alone."

"She will also drag the people she killed into the mirror, and lead them to dance together."

"Including the male teacher who killed him at that time, his jaw was broken alive, and he was kept in the mirror forever to atone for his sin."

Jiang Cheng paused, then stopped abruptly: "My story is over."

"It's over?" The few people who gathered around listened intently, "What's next? What happened to your friend in the end?"

Jiang Cheng was talking about the old school dungeon, he really wanted to say more, but if he said anything else, he would reveal his truth, he couldn't say it, then I solved that mission and went home.

He glanced at everyone with a look that you'd better not ask, "Believe me, it's better that no one knows the story behind."

Facing Shangjiangcheng's gaze, the writer who had the most fun just now turned off the flames, and he saw the words "can't afford to offend" from those eyes.

(End of this chapter)