It's time, it's time to become an evil god

After tossing around, he found nothing. Back to the main entrance, Bai Ge noticed that the old wooden door opposite with the word "Demolition" opened a gap for some unknown reason.

Adhering to the principle of not being nosy and not dying, Bai Ge pretended not to see it.

The old key was inserted into the dusty lock cylinder, and with a soft bang, the old door slowly opened.

Just in case, Bai Ge still kept a hand.The fishing line drilled out from the gap between the nails sank into the crack in the wall.

Pushing the door open is a dilapidated yard, facing the old window sills with green paint and red frames. Under the perennial wind and sun, the green paint has peeled off, leaving rusty and mottled edges.

Behind the window seems to be a warehouse, and you can see many weird displays inside.

Shining the flashlight, a pale face faintly flashed behind the window.

Bai Ge approached the door of the cautious warehouse with a flashlight. The door was not locked, and there were many traces of fingernail scratches on the edge of the door lock, as if someone had been dragged into the room by something alive.

Bai Ge gently pushed open the old door, and a damp and musty smell came over his face.There are all kinds of strange things in the warehouse.There is a wedding gown of Feng Guanxia hanging on a cross fitting rack, small and delicate red embroidered shoes for mandarin ducks playing in water, and an old rattan chair is placed closest to the gate, on which something seems to be sitting, lightly Shaking lightly.

Bai Ge pretended to be brave and walked over, the flashlight hit it, reflecting a pale and strange face.

Sitting on an old wicker chair was a man in green clothes and red trousers, with his head sideways looking at Bai Ge, his face was pale, his lips were blood red, and his expression seemed to be crying or smiling.

Bai Ge patted it on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Little brother, what's going on?"

Chapter 6 Don't walk often at night, be careful with ghosts

Bai Ge knelt down and planned to study the paper piercing man carefully, but heard a soft thud behind him, as if something had fallen to the ground.

He turned his head, and saw an old and yellowed notebook lying quietly on the dusty bluestone slab.

Bai Ge picked up the notebook and casually opened it.

September 4, sunny

Today is the first day of work at the Folklore Museum. Come on, the curator said that he would go out for a while, and specifically told me a few words, emphasizing not to enter the warehouse at night.

October 4, overcast

The curator hasn't come back yet, I don't know why, when I was tidying up the warehouse of the Folklore Museum today, I always felt that the paper man on the shelf seemed to be staring at me, very intrusive.

May 5, rain

I was on duty last night, and it rained heavily. In the duty room, I seemed to see a face staring at me from behind the glass window of the warehouse. ...Only the paper pierced shoe is wet, what the hell is that!

May 5, rain

Just about to write something, I heard something coming from inside again, no, I have to go in and have a look.

Bai Ge was silent for a moment, and continued to turn to the next page.

May 5, rain

Run away, run away, run away, run away...

The entire page was filled with crooked handwriting, as if it was jotted down in a hurry, and after that, it was all blank.

Bai Ge kept flipping back and found that there was not a single word on the following page.

Bai Ge fell into deep thought. He felt that the content recorded in the diary, especially the last diary, would be very strange when analyzed logically.

A cold wind came from behind, as if someone blew lightly on the back of the neck, and turned another page in the diary.

Under the cold moonlight, a line of small blood-red characters suddenly appeared on the yellowed paper that was originally blank.

"You...why are you peeking at my diary?"

At this moment, the flashlight flickered and went out, and darkness quickly enveloped the entire room.Only a ray of cold light penetrated the window and shone into the corner.

"Who would write what's on his mind in a diary? It seems that you are not a serious person."

Bai Ge directly took out the lighter, lit the notebook without saying a word, looked at the burning flames at his feet, and complained disapprovingly, "Who is a serious person? Write a diary."

After the notebook was burned to a pile of ashes, nothing unusual happened, but the flickering flashlight returned to normal in an instant.

With a bang, a piece of white cloth covering things fell to the ground. Bai Ge raised his head, and a simple bronze mirror covered with dust appeared in front of him. The flashlight shone on the mirror covered with dust, and only a blurry shadow could be seen.

It is now May, which is close to summer, and at some point, an inexplicable coldness emanated from the entire warehouse.Even exhaled with white gas.

Bai Ge walked over and wiped the mirror with his hand. Bai Ge vaguely saw a long-haired ghost in white clothes standing behind his own figure, and a skinny hand slowly climbed onto his shoulder.

He suddenly turned his head and looked behind him. Behind him was an empty rough blue brick wall with nothing in it.

Is it an illusion?

Looking back at the mirror again, a pale face was reflected in the mirror, but in the next moment, blood started to ooze from the corners of Bai Ge's eyes in the mirror.Baige was so scared that he wiped his cheeks, but there was nothing.

It's just that there seemed to be two lines of dark red on the mirror.Bai Ge thought his eyes were dazzled, so he couldn't help rubbing his eyes, but found that the dark red color became more vivid.It was as if blood had seeped from the inside of the mirror, and those sticky red colors slowly emerged, as if they were constantly twisting and wriggling, like a long worm with bright red patterns.

Bai Ge in the mirror seemed to turn eerie and weird, crying and smiling at him.

Facing the horrific scene, Bai Ge pondered for a moment, showing an expression of sudden realization, and muttered in a low voice, "Magic mirror, magic mirror, am I the most handsome man in the world?"

"..."

Three blood characters appeared on the mirror.

Get some face.

Bang bang bang.

There was a slapping sound outside the frosted glass window. Baige was taken aback, and turned around quickly, only to see a small black handprint outside the frosted glass, and the paper man lying on the rocking chair behind him disappeared at some point without a trace.

Bai Ge looked at the mirror again, only to find that the line of words had disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

There were more and more small handprints on the frosted glass, and the slapping on the window became more and more intense. Bai Ge was not afraid, but rushed out the door immediately.

But it was found that the frosted glass was transparent, and there was no one outside the door at all.

Bai Ge walked to the edge of the window sill, leaving several small black hand marks on the dusty glass window.Just as he turned around and was about to leave, suddenly a pale face hung upside down from the beam, and the two braids kept shaking.

With a white face and blood red lips, he stared at the man in front of him with a smile.

There was no plot link of screaming in horror movies, and the paper piercer was stunned for a moment.

"Can you be more professional? The haunted house staff are scarier than you."

Without saying a word, Bai Ge raised his hand and slapped it hard, knocking the paper-wrapped man off the beam.

The paper pierced man fell to the ground with his feet in the air, and Xianyu turned over and struggled for a long time before getting up.

Bai Ge stepped on the paper pierced man's chest, and she wanted to open her mouth, grinning her teeth hard to scare herself, which looked a little ridiculous.

Holding his chin, Bai Ge looked carefully up and down at the paper pricked figure in front of him, and asked, "Are you a ghost?"

The paper piercer nodded quickly.

Bai Ge asked again, "You said you were a ghost, do you have a death certificate?"

The paper piercer shook his head.

"Have you canceled your account?"

"..."

"Where is your grave?"

"..."

"No way, no way, you don't even have a grave, do you? Are you a poor ghost?"

"..."

Originally wanted to play the white song of the Great Compassion Mantra to save her, silently turned off the QQ Music Green Diamond member who was about to spend money to open it, let go of her foot in disgust, and said, "Stay away from me, poor ghosts, I don't want to be poor."

"..."

An hour later, all the things that dared to pretend to be ghosts in the warehouse were cleared out. An old mirror, a paper man, and a pair of red embroidered shoes, like elementary school students who made mistakes, stood obediently in the corner and punished one by one.

"One, two, three, no."

Bai Ge paced back and forth, counted the number of ghosts again, and frowned, why is there one missing?

He forced to ask, "Why are you missing one?"

No ghost responded.

Bai Ge straightened his face and said, "Where did that guy in white who was standing behind me in the mirror hide?"

Still no ghosts responded.

"What's wrong? Are you afraid to admit it?"

The paper figurine squatting on the ground silently picked up a branch and wrote a line on the ground.

Didn't you bring the female ghost behind you in?

The ghost I brought in?When will I...

Bai Ge, who was originally sullen and disapproving, frowned suddenly when he saw the last sentence, feeling something was wrong, and the back of his spine felt cold.

blah blah.

A gust of cold wind blew his scalp numb, and there was the sound of heavy objects hanging from the beams behind him.

Ya Ya Ya Ya.

Bai Ge turned his head, a pair of white feet were hanging, swinging from side to side, and his black hair was hanging down.

Hanging on the beam of the house was a twisted corpse of a hanged woman, staring at him, stretching out her scarlet tongue, and extruding a hairy smile.

Click.

The warehouse door closed silently behind him, and the light of the flashlight went out instantly.Inexplicably, Bai Ge remembered the story of the old man scaring the children when he was young.

Don't walk often at night, be careful of ghosts.

Chapter 7 Anyone who has comments, please stand up

Xiaoman has passed, and the day is hot and stuffy.

However, Bai Ge seemed to be in a three-foot cold winter, falling into an ice cave, with goose bumps all over his body.

The hanged female corpse hanging on the beam of the house hangs her head down, her black hair hangs down like a waterfall, her face is pale without a trace of blood, she doesn't say a word, her eyes are white, but there is a scalp hair on her face. Ma's weird smile.But it makes people feel chills in the heart.

Yea.