"Luoshan University, this is not my mother's..." Jiang Chen subconsciously repeated the content of the news, and a chill suddenly climbed up his spine.
Through the crack in the door and the dim light in the living room, he found that the parents who were talking looked more and more abnormal. The mother's head was hung too low, and her hands didn't seem to be wiping tears, but more like she was trying to straighten her head.
The scar-like wrinkles on my father's face are not from the wind and frost of life, but from a bloody sharp knife!
When they look at me intentionally or unintentionally, they are not caring about their condition, but looking at them with malicious intent.
"No, no! How is it possible? Am I still in a dream? Am I not awake yet? How could my parents harm me? They are the people who love me most in the world..." Jiang Chen covered his head, I feel like my spirit is almost about to collapse.
He was just a senior in high school, and the recent series of events were beyond his tolerance.
"Bang bang bang"
Suddenly there was a knock on the door outside the house, followed by the shout of a middle-aged woman.
"Xiaochen, why haven't your parents come back yet? It's already this time. Remember to bring the milk in, don't let it go bad."
"These two losers went out to be cool by themselves, but left their son at home..." The woman's complaining voice walked away.
Only then did Jiang Chen realize that this was his neighbor Aunt Zhang. She was an old classmate with her parents. She treated him as half a son since she was a child and lived across the street from her.
But the problem is, my parents are obviously in the living room, and they have already come back.
As soon as he thought of this, his pupils shrank sharply, because his parents who were talking outside his room disappeared without knowing it. The whole house was empty, except for his own breathing, there was no other sound.
"Dad, Mom? Dad..." He tried shouting twice, but there was no response. Slowly, he didn't dare to shout anymore. He stared at the dim light in the living room and thought about his recent bloody and terrifying dreams. , the whole person was enveloped bit by bit by a huge sense of panic.
Suddenly, the hairs on the left side of his face stood up, as if there was a person standing next to his bed.
Jiang Chen almost stopped breathing, his heart almost jumped out, and he didn't dare to move.
After being in a stalemate like this for almost ten minutes, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and glanced around the bed. Fortunately, there was nothing next to the bed.
"Hu~hu~"
Jiang Chen gasped for breath, as if he had escaped a disaster, but looking at the darkness falling outside the window, another kind of panic arose in him.
He hurriedly grabbed the cell phone on the bedside and began to search for recent murder news. Although it was mosaic, he still recognized from the characteristics of the clothes in the photo that they were indeed his parents!
The two died at around 1 a.m. last night.
But they were clearly still there just now!
"They...are back?" Jiang Chen looked through the crack in the door into the silent living room, feeling a silent sense of horror.
But for some reason, when he was really sure that something incomprehensible had happened to him, he felt a little more calm.
"Maybe I've been killed by ghosts too many times in my dreams, so I'm already good at it, right?"
He endured his fear, laughed to himself, and then suddenly rushed out of the door.
The moment he stepped into the living room, Jiang Chen felt an indescribable coldness, as if he had walked into a morgue or a corpse cellar.
But this is obviously a home he is very familiar with!
Only a yellow night light was on, and the illumination range was less than one meter. There were many dark corners in the huge living room, and monsters seemed to be hidden inside them.
The hair on his back stood up. Jiang Chen glanced to his left. He could have rushed out of the house in about seven steps to ask for help, but he gritted his teeth and actually ran to the toilet on the right.
"boom"
He closed the door and quickly locked it. In this extreme state, Jiang Chen found that he was particularly skilled in locking the door.
He first made sure that there was no such coldness in the toilet, and then he finally felt relieved.
But at this moment, the mother's anxious voice sounded outside the door, and there was also the sound of a bowl falling to the ground and breaking.
"Xiaochen! What's wrong, what's wrong! Mom was cooking just now, is your illness serious again? Lao Shi, come here! My son rushed into the toilet at once, and the sound of slamming the door was unusual!"
The master bedroom door opened, and the sound of slippers sounded. Jiang Dashi apologized to the client and hung up the phone: "Honey, what's wrong?!"
"Quick, this kid hasn't been acting normally since he woke up. He rushed into the toilet and locked the door without saying a word."
Two figures came to the door of the toilet anxiously. The woman patted the door gently at first, but began to increase her strength when she received no response.
The man was scolding: "Jiang Chen! Come out here, a real man, you will die if you have nightmares for a few days, what do you look like!"
"Okay, Lao Shi, who asked you to scold the child? Xiaochen, stop making trouble, you are so anxious about your mother..."
Listening to the two people's worries and worries about themselves, it was a warm scene, but Jiang Chen, who was separated by a door, couldn't feel any warmth at all.
Through the frosted toilet door, he could vaguely see that his mother's head was hanging on her neck and shaking as if her bones were broken, while his father's face was dripping with blood and his clothes were dyed red.
These are not parents, but two dead people!
The slapping sound became heavier and heavier, and the conversation between the two people, which was originally logical and normal, gradually became a little weird.
"Xiaochen, it's really not safe in the toilet. Come out quickly. If you don't come out, we will come in!"
"Stop struggling. Mom can't let you go. Mom must keep you by her side to rest assured..."
Jiang Chen felt that goosebumps were rising on his skin. He hurriedly rummaged in the storage room on the left side of the toilet, and finally found a black iron hammer.
It looks very heavy and exudes a ghostly light, but in fact it is just a prop hammer. It may have been thrown away by a certain crew, because it is too light, just like an empty shell, and it is also made of plastic.
"Still, still!" Jiang Chen seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw.
But in fact, this thing is also another source of terror. The reason why he has always been sure that his dream is real is because when he picked up the hammer, he witnessed a supernatural event with his own eyes!
That night, when he raised his head after washing in the pool with a hammer, he didn't have time to look up in the mirror.
In his brief thought just now, he had already figured out that if he really encountered something dirty, there was no point in escaping from the house. Only dirty things could deal with dirty things. He rushed into the toilet because he wanted to use the other self in the mirror. To deal with weird parents.
Holding the hammer and facing the dressing mirror, Jiang Chen began to make various weird expressions, grinning, grimacing, and even suppressed fear and said hello: "Hello, is my shadow here? Come out and take a breather?" "
I don’t know why, but this time there was no response from myself in the mirror.
However, in Jiang Chen's repeated attempts, he found that he looked inexplicably fierce when holding this sledgehammer. He was obviously known to be harmless to humans and animals, a handsome and warm man.
At this time, there was a "bang" and the door was smashed open by the parents.
It seemed that after the two of them opened the door, they had not had time to hide their current appearance, so what appeared in front of Jiang Chen was a mother whose head drooped more than ninety degrees, and a father whose face was covered with slashes.
They were murmuring words of worry as they approached him, their expressions filled with unspeakable gloom.
"Xiao Chen, come with us quickly. It's too late. My parents are going on a long trip recently. I won't worry if I don't take you with me."
"Xiaochen, we are really sorry for you, come with us, we will treat you better in the future!"
Jiang Chen was so frightened that his face instantly turned pale, and he felt cold from head to toe. He opened his mouth and wanted to scream, but no sound came out.
The "ghost" in the mirror did not appear, and his imaginary attempt to drive away the wolf and devour the tiger failed.
He kept retreating until he was forced into a corner.
The expressions of the two people became more and more sinister. With sad smiles on their faces, they made strange noises of "hee hee hee" and rushed towards Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen could only wave the "prop hammer" in his hand randomly, but when he hit it with the hammer, there was a sound of skull shattering.
He looked at his "father" who was covering his head and screaming, as well as the blood spurting from his body, and a familiar feeling could not help but surge into his heart.
Not sure whether he was going crazy or was completely pushed to the brink of collapse, Jiang Chen suddenly laughed.
"It turns out that ghosts can also scream!"
