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Chapter 332 The Person in the Photo (2) (5000 words, please subscribe! Please ask for a monthly pass!)

In Yan Junze's view at first, the person in the photo turned his head away, which was just an ordinary weirdness, which should be formed by a certain weirdness in order to fulfill a certain obsession.

But after hearing what Huang Chen said, he didn't expect that so many strange incidents of the people in the photos turning their heads had happened in Shuntian City, and even caused more than ten deaths!

In this way, what happened to Xia Ruolan is not an isolated case.

Yan Junze didn't hide anything, and said: I happened to meet a friend today and told me about the fact that she turned her head away when she found a photo in her mobile phone, so I asked you.

What's your friend's name? Huang Chen asked, as if he was still looking down at the records.

Xia Ruolan, a girl. Yan Junze said.

Well, there is this person who dialed 4747 this morning. Huang Chen quickly turned to the report record.

What are you going to do now? Yan Junze asked, to be honest, he also felt clueless about this matter.

The most important thing is that so far only the weirdness appears in the photos, and all the people in the photos are turning their heads, and no third party appears, so it is impossible to know what form this weirdness exists in and what its purpose is.

In this case, even Yan Junze has nothing to do.

However, the spirit removal team obviously still has some information. Huang Chen said: Of the 12 people who died after reporting the crime, half of them died in their sleep, and the other half died in an accident. Our investigation found that in the sleep Those who died had struggled violently during their lifetime, but no trace of other people could be found near the body.

In other words, maybe no one appeared by the bedside to kill them. Yan Junze said, Were they killed in their sleep?

This inference reminded him of Ning Ji, the lantern girl.

If it wasn't for Xianger's help last time, Yan Junze himself might have died in his sleep.

It might be like this. Huang Chen continued, The group of people who died in the accident all died from the same fatal injury...

After talking with Huang Chen for a while, he hung up the phone.

into the night.

Yan Junze lay on the bed with his eyes open, and the light on the bedside table was turned on to the lowest setting, only a pale yellow soft light glowed.

Xiang'er was still tirelessly standing in front of the window sill, staring into the distance.

Ku Zai, who was sleeping on the floor, was completely speechless. Looking at the moving figure, he reluctantly withdrew his eyes and turned to the quilt that had been made beside him. He still folded the corner of the quilt very thoughtfully.

But looking at it now, the folded corner of the quilt looks like a gaping mouth, mercilessly laughing at himself: You have a good idea, even if the girl stays up late every night and stands up, she can't sleep with you! ! !

Ku Zai clearly remembered that Xiang'er didn't sleep last night, and she was standing up, and she ran outside all day today, so it's impossible to make up for sleep outside. This is not scientific!

His body was already weak, the first night was because of excitement, but the second night seemed to have expected the same ending, so he soon fell asleep in a daze.

Thinking about the conversation with Huang Chen just now, Yan Junze planned the best way to deal with the weirdness of this photo, and picked up his phone to look at the photos Xia Ruolan sent to him.

In the photo, Xia Ruolan's head was still facing the camera sideways.

One o'clock in the morning, outside Fenghua Community.

On the street opposite the gate of the community, a single street lamp casts dim light to drive away the darkness, but this street still looks relatively dark.

Several weird ones with different shapes, either squatting, standing, or floating in mid-air, all stared at the Fenghua community, as if penetrating the wall, looking in the direction of the Yan family, There was an unquenchable longing.

But starting from the guard room of Fenghua Community, an invisible barrier seemed to be established there, and none of the monsters dared to approach it rashly, they just wandered around.

The opposite road was close to the sewer fence on the side of the street, and at this moment there was a slight vibration and rustling sound.

Not long after, five rotten fingers passed through the gaps in the fence and grabbed the edge of the fence. The nails on the fingers had all fallen off, the skin was turned up, and thick water flowed out.

The moment this hand appeared, the other monsters immediately retreated and retreated in horror.

In the next second, a deep groan came from it, and the exposed five fingers, together with the horror and weirdness in the sewer, turned into a puff of black smoke, gushing out of the sewer.

Black smoke gathered on the street, and quickly condensed together, turning into a rotting man with hands and feet, but they seemed to be broken, and he limped towards the gate of Fenghua Community.

After the appearance of this horrible and rotten monster, the other monsters seemed to have seen the god of plague, hiding far away, looking at this side in horror, not daring to approach at all.

Black air emanated from the rotten and weird body, and greed and desire appeared on the same rotten face at this time.

He stumbled to the gate of the community, and then the invisible oppression he had been feeling poured out from the gate of the community, crazily approaching him, like a flood flooding his body in an instant.

The weird paused slightly, but he still raised his leg and stepped out, crossing the area parallel to the line of the security room of the community, and entering the coercive area.

This is the first time in such a long time that a strange one has approached or even entered the Fenghua community at such a close distance.

At this time, the rotten and weird speed began to slow down, but it was still limping forward.

Not long after, he finally walked into the gate of the community, but as he walked forward, rotten flesh and blood began to fall off his body, walking hard, but showing persistence, looking up at the rotten head, pitch black His eyeballs stared in the direction of the Yan family's floor.

At this moment, the rotten monster suddenly shook violently and stopped in its tracks.

He lowered his head and looked at his rotten stomach. After about two seconds, the wound on the stomach was suddenly torn apart very large.

An old woman's head emerged from the belly, and then slowly drilled out, floating in front of the rotten and weird eyes.

Under the neck of the old woman's head, there was a blood-red silk thread floating slightly, which was extremely gorgeous.

And the moment her head came out, the rotten monster let out a miserable cry, but the moment the cry came out, it was immediately suppressed by a powerful and invisible force, which narrowed the range of the sound transmission to this Between inches, no one can hear.

The rot was weird, right under the eyes of the old woman, it rotted inch by inch, and fell to the ground and turned into nothingness.

The old lady looked at all this quietly with a kind face and a smile.

But at this time, there was no strange person daring to stay outside the community, and they left one by one as if fleeing for their lives.

At the same time, in the plumbing room of the underground garage, some black worms appeared out of nowhere on the headless body again, crawling on the surface of the body, ready to eat.

However, the two strange babies had been waiting by the side for a long time, and the moment the black worm appeared, they immediately pounced on it and ate it, making a loud noise.

...

That night.

Xia Ruolan took a shower early, smoked her head with a special wormwood bag, said it would help her sleep, and then climbed into bed to prepare for sleep.

Her husband, Deng Bing, knew that his wife had been restless and in a bad state of mind these two days, so he sat on the bed with her and took a book to read.

Xia Ruolan lay on her side hugging her husband's arm, narrowed her eyes slightly, and soon fell asleep.

She slept soundly that night, called 4747 during the day, and told Yan Junze face-to-face at night that the spirit remover, she had been restless, and at this moment she finally had a little peace of mind.

Xia Ruolan didn't dare to look at the photos on her mobile phone for the time being, and she didn't want to look at them again, for fear that the person in the photo would keep turning her head, causing her to be flustered and unable to fall asleep.

Now with her husband by her side, she fell into a deep sleep.

In a trance, I was standing on a green grassland, stretching as far as the eye could see, the breeze lifted Xia Ruolan's hair, and caressed the skin of her bare|exposed arms and calves.

Xia Ruolan lowered her head slightly, and realized that she had bare feet and no shoes, but under the gentle touch of the sun, her tender white soles seemed to become crystal clear, with blue blood vessels faintly visible.

As a kindergarten teacher, Xia Ruolan knows very well that this kind of spacious and flat grass is the most comfortable and safe place for children to play.

With the thought together, the laughter of children came from behind.

She turned her head and saw that the children in her class, male and female, with familiar little faces, were running and chasing each other, and a teacher in the same class was running around to take care of them.

Seeing Xia Ruolan approaching, the female teacher took off the camera hanging from her chest, and said to her: Mr. Xia, come quickly, hold Yingying in your arms, and I'll take a picture for you.

With a smile on her face, Xia Ruolan walked over, picked up a chubby little girl with two braids on her head, and said, Come on, Yingying, look over there, and make gestures with the teacher, huh!

Click!

The female teacher took a picture, but instead of putting down the camera, she stretched out her right hand to signal them to get closer: One more picture, pay attention, um, turn your head, turn your head...

Xia Ruolan was taken aback for a moment, at first she thought she had heard wrongly, and she didn't know why she suddenly told her to turn her head, so she just faced the camera lens, stared at the female teacher, and didn't move.

Turn your head, I tell you to turn your head!

The female teacher's tone suddenly became severe, and the camera pointed in this direction, her voice was delicate, sharp and high-pitched.

Turn your head away! Turn your head away!

Xia Ruolan was completely stunned at this time. In the panic, the girl Yingying who was holding her in her hand suddenly slammed and disappeared into a cloud of white smoke.

Xia Ruolan's hands were empty, and she was at a loss for what to do, terrified.

I tell you...turn! Over! Head! Go!

The female teacher still didn't put down the camera that was taking pictures, her voice suddenly became extremely shrill.

ah!

Xia Ruolan screamed and sat up abruptly, only to find that she was drenched in sweat and her face was covered with bead-sized beads of sweat.

It turned out that this was a dream!

Looking sideways, she was the only one lying on the bed, and her husband was not sitting beside her at this time.

But there was a sunken mark next to the pillow, and her husband Deng Bing should have just left the bed not long ago.

Sitting up from the bed, I heard the sound of the TV coming from the direction of the living room, as if it was the voice of a certain costume drama.

The panic in Xia Ruolan's heart was still there, she didn't dare to continue to sleep alone, thinking that her husband must have seen that she was fast asleep, so he couldn't help running to the living room to watch TV.

She lifted the quilt, put on her slippers, got out of bed and walked to the bedroom door.

At this time, the bedroom door was ajar and not closed tightly. Here, the voice from the TV in the living room could be heard more clearly.

Deng Bing, why are you watching TV? I had a nightmare just now. Xia Ruolan opened the door and walked out, wiping the sweat from her forehead with her hand.

She didn't blame her husband, but the nightmare just now was too scary, and now Xia Ruolan urgently needs to find someone to rely on to relieve the tension and fear in her heart.

Deng Bing did not answer, apparently watching TV with gusto.

Xia Ruolan quickly walked to the living room, stood by the TV and looked at her husband who was sitting on the sofa.

But immediately Xia Ruolan was startled, because she found that her husband was not watching TV, but turned his head to the back of the sofa, not knowing what he was watching.

Deng Bing?

Xia Ruolan was a little surprised, walked over and called her husband's name.

But Deng Bing still didn't turn his head back, as if the scene behind the sofa was even more exciting than the TV series currently playing.

Xia Ruolan came to Deng Bing and patted him on the shoulder in surprise: What are you looking at?

Deng Bing moved a bit, but still ignored it.

Xia Ruolan was a little scared, but she was facing her husband, no matter how frightened she was, she would not turn around and run away. She grabbed Deng Bing's shoulder and broke it hard. His body was as solid as a rock, and she couldn't break it.

Deng Bing, what are you doing?

Xia Ruolan hurried around the sofa and walked to the window behind the sofa.

There is a row of green plants here, and when she walked over, she accidentally pricked the thorns of the agave, and the pain made her feel dazed and dizzy.

After coming to the back of Deng Bing, Xia Ruolan bent over and leaned over. After seeing the scene in front of her, her delicate body trembled violently.

I saw that Deng Bing's neck seemed to be twisted by a force, all facial features were twisted together, almost shifted, his lips were also pulled by this force, the upper lip was lifted up, exposing teeth and gums, and saliva flowed smoothly. Dripping from the corner of the mouth.

Xia Ruolan was terrified, and immediately backed away.

It was as if Deng Bing was struggling with the twisted neck, playing games with the invisible force, which made the neck make a crackling sound, his lips moved, and an indistinct voice sounded; Turn your head, turn your head... ...

Xia Ruolan screamed, and quickly backed away, her body was stabbed hard again by the agave's thorns.

boom!

Her limbs twitched, as if she had fallen into an endless abyss, and a powerful sense of weightlessness hit her.

Shocked, he opened his eyes and found himself still lying on the bed.

Dream? Still dreaming?

The light in the bedroom was soft and still on. Xia Ruolan lay half curled up on the bed, her husband Deng Bing was still sitting beside her, leaning against the head of the bed, but instead of reading a book, he was looking at his mobile phone.

What's wrong? I had a nightmare. Deng Bing said softly.

Xia Ruolan's body was still trembling, she nodded: Well, the nightmare just now feels so real to me.

She found that her body was already sweating, but not to the point of profuse sweating, but her hands and feet were cold.

Why aren't you sleeping? What time is it? Xia Ruolan said softly.

Deng Bing stared at the phone and replied: It's twelve o'clock now, I'm going to bed right away, I'll watch it later.

What are you looking at? Xia Ruolan raised her head, glanced at it, and then froze.

He found that the mobile phone her husband was holding was not his own, but hers, and the screen of the mobile phone opened at the moment was the palpitating group photo.

In the group photo, I turned my head sideways, with only half of my face facing the camera.

Why are you watching this? Xia Ruolan was frightened suddenly, and most of her sleepiness woke up.

Deng Bing did not answer.

Xia Ruolan sat up and grabbed the phone, trying to turn it off.

But Deng Bing did not let go, just said: Don't you think... this photo is very emotional?

What...how does it feel? Xia Ruolan was a little angry, Give me your phone, don't open this picture now, I'm afraid!

Finally grabbing the phone, Xia Ruolan was about to turn off the photo, but before her fingers touched the screen of the phone, she saw herself in the photo, and turned her head slowly back again.

After turning this time, only a little profile can be seen.

Deng...Deng Bing, look...have you seen it? Look...

Before she finished speaking, Xia Ruolan looked up and found that Deng Bing was smiling, and he just stretched out his hands, closed them slightly, and hugged his head.

Immediately, a twisting force was generated, and Deng Bing forcibly turned his head to the left.

Turn your head, turn your head..., turn your head...

ah!

Xia Ruolan was terrified, struggling desperately, and quickly laid her body flat on the bed, kicking her feet in Deng Bing's direction.

Deng Bing originally jumped on her after she lay down, but was quickly kicked away by several kicks.

Wanting to get closer, Xia Ruolan slammed the cell phone tightly in his hand at his face, hitting his forehead, turned around and climbed out of the bed, and ran towards the bedroom door.

In a panic, something tripped her feet, and Xia Ruolan threw herself on the ground.

Her body went numb, she trembled violently, quickly opened her eyes, and found that she was still lying on the bed.

I was a little confused, and when I looked sideways, the sky outside the window was already bright.

Xia Ruolan rubbed her eyes in astonishment, turned her head and saw her husband Deng Bing lying beside him, with half of his head buried under the quilt, sleeping soundly.

At this moment, she was in a daze, unable to figure out whether the scene in front of her was real or a dream.

But she could actually hear her husband's snoring.

He stretched his hand out of the quilt, grabbed the mobile phone on the bedside table, turned on the screen and looked at the time, which showed that it was 8:32 am.

But Xia Ruolan was still worried, and had no idea in her heart.

She didn't dare to move around anymore, and didn't dare to get up. She grabbed her phone and thought about it, and dialed a series of numbers.

Hello. Not long after, someone answered the phone.

Xia Ruolan cried, Help me, Master Yan! I don't know if I'm dreaming or awake...