Group wear Naruto to engage in construction

In an ordinary family in Pigeon Village, students returning home from the Ninja Academy were lying on the window watching the heavy rain that continued to fall.His sister sat next to him and stroked his head lovingly.

"What's wrong? Can't you sleep?" The student nodded, turned around and looked at his father longingly.

"It's raining so hard that I can't sleep at all. Why don't you tell me a story?"

The elder sister looked at her younger brother dotingly. Their family conditions were still good and they were well-off.But it was not enough to pay for the schooling of two children, so the elder sister left this opportunity to her younger brother.But in the Ninja Academy, you don't just sit back and relax after entering. You still need to work hard on your own, and you have to work very hard.Children have a very hard time at school. Every parent who sends their children to a forbearance school knows that they will spare no effort to take care of them if they can.

"Okay, sister will tell you a story."

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In the old Pigeon Village, at that time, just like now, there was a layer of light mist in the air, and the sound of rain hitting the ground kept coming to my ears.

Didi, didi, didi......

The clock kept ringing, and I was alone at the door of the store, as if waiting for someone.The sky I looked up at was also gray, with the wind blowing on my cheeks, bringing with it a little rain.I touched my wet hair and with a little force, the water squeezed out.

"It's raining. I should have known to check the weather forecast when I went out." In autumn and winter, the continuous heat and heavy rain have passed, and the whole city has fallen into a sleepy coolness. Occasionally, there will be this almost blanketing Heavy rain across the city.

Sighing silently, he looked with some despair at the pool of water on the ground. The mirror image that was distorted by the water flow showed an ordinary high school student in uniform, carrying a bag.

(My whole body was soaked, even my skirt became wet.) Helplessly, I squeezed the clothes as if they had been soaked in a washing machine.The wet skirt looked heavy and cold, sticky like spider silk, clinging tightly to the thighs. The skirt had lost its comfortable function, and it felt like wearing a rag soaked in water, cold and heavy.

He lowered his head and complained that the heavy rain had turned him into a drowned rat.And then, a dark image was a magnet that grabbed my full attention.When I looked up, I felt my heart stop. The blood vessels in my body expanded rapidly. An unspeakable fear welled up in my heart. I wanted to scream, but my throat was so dry that I couldn't make a sound. It started to move, and at this moment, those weird stories from the old girls' party and the classic scenes from horror movies flashed through my mind like a horse watching a lantern. I was killed by running away, killed by screaming, and killed by talking to it.I resisted the urge to turn around and run away, forcing myself to calm down.

"Can you see it?"

His body leaned over, and beneath his tall body was a twisted and ferocious face. It looked at me with its empty eye sockets, yes, it was eye sockets.His eyes had no eyeballs, only a bloody hole that seemed to have been dug out. The dark and terrifying eyes were shining with black light, and the black light was as cold as if it came from hell.

I turned my head stiffly, trembling all over, and took out the electronic device from my handbag: "Ah! I haven't responded to llne's message yet." My trembling hands pretended to be calm.The monster did not lose interest due to my ignorance. It had more than a dozen human heads embedded in its bloated belly. They all stared at me with their dark holes. They looked at me as if they were about to be thirsty in the desert. The dead crave the last pot of water.Each head was shouting, in an extremely harsh voice, trying to get me to respond to them.

"Na!"

"She saw it!"

"I saw it!" "I saw it!" "I saw it!"......

The small station instantly turned into a hell. Dead ghosts screamed here. More than a dozen sounds intertwined to form a weird and harsh sound that made people mentally traumatized just listening to it.These are the sounds that can cause mental pollution and the terrifying appearance of the monsters.It tortured my fragile nerves, even though I warned myself countless times that I couldn’t speak, let alone run.But fear forced me to give in, my throat was slightly open, and some sounds were made that were so slight that it was impossible to hear them. How long can I hold on next to this monster?I don’t know, maybe the next second, I won’t be able to help shouting.

Why not just scream out and completely release your fear!Aren’t there always superheroes who save beautiful women in movies?I can be saved, right? As long as I shout for help, someone will definitely come to save me!There will definitely be one!

The mouth is slightly open, the tongue is stroking the dry lips, and some hard-to-hear sounds come out of the small mouth...

[Sorry, sorry, it was my fault for not replying to your message just now. 】

[It’s raining here, so heavy. The bus hasn’t come yet. I don’t know how long we have to wait. 】

[Anyway, I’ll go home quickly and change into a set of clothes. It’s always uncomfortable to wear wet clothes. 】

[I found a very interesting game arcade. Let’s play together when we have time. In that game arcade, there is also a fitting room where you can change into various Ultraman clothes, and there are also elves that you can conquer... ..]

......

I quickly typed characters on my phone with one hand. It was a typing speed I had never imagined. A complete message was sent out in less than two seconds. By the end, I no longer knew what I was talking about. With this diversion of attention, I finally looked more natural.

Finally, after being bombarded by dozens of groups of messages, ignoring it worked.The head on his chest muttered in disappointment, "I didn't see it!" "I didn't see it!"... and gradually moved away from the station.

Hiss, hiss, hiss...

The hands are frozen, the whole body is shaking, and the brain is screaming crazily!

(It’s so scary! What the hell is that thing!!!))

(I can see it very clearly, I can see it very clearly!!!!)

(You can see it very clearly!!!!!!!)

I lowered my head and looked at my trembling thighs. The hand that was clenching the skirt had unknowingly squeezed out a lot of water from my thighs due to the tension.

.........

With his brain in a down state, he went to the store home in a daze. All the way to the point of collapse, his mind was thinking about the terrifying figure of the monster.When he came to his senses, he had already returned home. The pendulum clock hanging on the wall showed eight o'clock in the evening. He didn't even remember when he had eaten dinner.

(I saw something really amazing this afternoon, it was like a dream.)

I washed up tiredly, and the bad memories of meeting the monster flashed through my mind again. If possible, she wanted to forget them all now.

But how can that scene, which is comparable to a horror movie, be easily forgotten? I'm afraid it will become a lifelong psychological shadow.

(Let’s put some salt in the room before going to bed later.) I decided to do an unnecessary thing before going to bed.

I felt that my mouth was almost cleaned, and when I raised my head again... my body was frozen, fear and despair surged out of my heart, and I forgot to wipe away the remaining traces of water at the corners of my mouth.

A dark figure stood behind me.Before my brain could react to what it was, he jerked his head to my side, and his appearance was completely revealed in the mirror.The most terrifying thing about the ghost in a suit with hollow eyes and split lips is that his neck is twisted 180 degrees in an incredible way.

Something warm was about to well up in his eyes, and tears would flow down uncontrollably when he was suddenly frightened.I really want to cry, scream, and run away.

But I can't run, I can't even show any fear, I have to ignore him, I can't see him, I can't see him, I'm the only one in this room.My heart is so hypnotized.There is something hot in my eyes that is about to flow out.I half-closed my eyes and kept rubbing my eyelids with my fingers.

"It hurts...my eyes hurt so much..." His eyes were red, and tears flowed out of the rubbed eyes very naturally.

"Shua..." I turned on the faucet, and cool water flowed out continuously from the faucet. I picked up a handful of water and slapped it on my face, as if I was just doing the simplest wash.

However, the low-end machine in the brain seems to be overloaded and is in danger of crashing at any time.You can scream loudly at any time because you can't stand the stimulation, or run away like crazy.

Oh no, no, no, no, I can't do it.Who can help me!Brother, mother, let me get out of this room quickly.

Her thighs were trembling, and she took a deep breath, splashing water on her face to force herself to calm down.

(Calm down, it’s okay...just treat it like watching a horror movie, and when you watch it, it will disappear.)

Shudderingly, he turned off the faucet, praying to the god for protection in his heart, while looking up at the mirror.

What she saw was the terrifying monster with black holes all over its body, twisting its neck 180 degrees and looking at the mirror in a strange posture.

"My eyes, why do they still hurt so much?" Hot tears gathered from the corners of my eyes, as if they would fall at any time...

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The elder sister finished telling the story and looked up at her younger brother, who was listening attentively.

"Why aren't you asleep yet?"

"Because the things my sister talks about are so interesting, I can't sleep even more."

"What nonsense? These are real things that happened in our Pigeon Village."

"How is it possible? We don't have a station or a mobile phone here. Although the living conditions are much better than before, they are not developed to the level of a big city. And there is another very important point. The changes in our Pigeon Village were last year. This is the beginning. I know exactly what happened. Sister, please stop talking nonsense."

"Really, it's you who wants to pester me to tell you a story, and then feel disgusted after telling it. Is that what you want? Is this how the Ninja School teaches you to make things difficult for your sister?"

Perhaps for ordinary people, such a hazy rainy night is a good time to chat with family members and deepen relationships, but for some people, it is not so beautiful.Especially for Ping An Town, who lives next to Pigeon Village, this night is not a good night.