"Come to the interview, okay, okay, what can you sing? Can you sing two verses?" Jin Fugui didn't expect that he could attract so many people just by posting a recruitment information, so he felt relieved.

His throat is still not good now, his voice is still dry and hoarse, and he can only speak slowly, but his mood is finally better.

Lu Yanli always felt that he was a little strange, but after thinking about it, the people in this town didn't seem to be overly sad about death, so they didn't pay special attention.

Most of the people who came for the interview were the second batch of taskers.Lu Yanli met two familiar people, Lin Chu and Qiu Zhi, the former was okay, he hummed a tune to pass the test, the latter stayed in the army for a long time, and he sang the military song with his voice, scaring Jin Fugui Jump.

Jin Fugui recruited a total of five people. Although he was stingy, he was not stingy when he had to spend money. He spent a lot of money to rent a small yard in the town for several people to live in.

He really couldn't afford another casualty in the troupe.

"Brother Jiang, I'm counting on you." Jin Fugui's voice was hoarse, and he repeatedly bowed to Lu Yanli.

Others know that they want to learn from this person, no matter what they think in their hearts, on the surface, everyone still respectfully calls Jiang Ge.

Lin Chu also had some strange ideas.

There must be something weird about Lu Yanli's willingness to stay in this troupe.While other people were looking at the room, she quietly went to ask. The latter didn't reveal too much, but only asked her to try to write down these two songs.

In the courtyard, after everyone was busy, Lu Yanli began to sing the piece called "The Sacrifice of the Son of Heaven" for the first time.

He has a very good memory and can memorize every pronunciation and tune with incomparable precision, but for some reason, the singing he sings... is like a robot, extremely stiff and emotionless, it is hard to imagine that this is a human being capable of singing.

"Strange...his voice is not unpleasant, why?" Jin Fugui muttered to himself, covered his ears and left the yard.

Only five people were left to suffer, and had to painfully memorize lyrics and tunes for missions or other reasons.

While Lu Yanli was teaching others to sing, some strange things began to happen elsewhere in the town.

Fang Suli is one of the second batch of taskers who entered. Although the mission requires confidentiality, everyone can still know each other's identities without revealing or communicating. Enter a supermarket to do short-term work.

A small town of psychics who lived until the cultural festival... It sounds very weird.

After entering the town, they briefly took the time to understand what had happened in the town a few days ago, and they became even more convinced that this town was not simple.

"Fortunately, the murderer of the bombing case is dead, otherwise, he would probably blow up the supermarket." Fang Suli whispered to her companion Zhang Yuan.

"It's just that you've heard of it? The circumstances of his death are very strange. It's like... like..." Fang Suli said the word in a low voice, "There is a ghost."

Zhang Yuan nodded one after another: "I know." She rubbed her arms with some fear, "The police rushed over after receiving his call and found that he was already dead. Tell me, who is it that called?"

"Okay, stop chatting and scare yourself." Another tasker, Tu Heng, approached, "Stay safe these days, three people have already joined the troupe, and then we will see if we can bring cultural The date of the festival will be brought forward."

Almost all the employees of this supermarket died in the bombing, and they applied for jobs very easily. Now, half of the employees in the entire supermarket are task workers.Because of the sudden bombing, the supermarket's customer flow dropped sharply, and the manager was unwilling to turn on so many lights, leaving only half of them to barely illuminate.

What they didn't notice was that the face of a plastic model was slowly cracking open in the clothing area behind them.

One piece after another, the outer plastic shell gradually revealed the scarlet inside.

The overhead lights flickered.

"This supermarket is too dilapidated, isn't the power out?" Zhang Yuan subconsciously looked up at the incandescent lamp and complained.

The moment she turned her head, she seemed to feel something strange.

It was as if...something was watching him.

At any rate, she had experienced several missions, and knowing that the situation was wrong, Zhang Yuan immediately said to Fang Suli: "Do you have that feeling, as if someone is watching you?"

"What? Did you feel it just now?" This is not a trivial matter, Tu Heng asked immediately.

"Yes, I just now... I don't know what happened, but I just felt that someone was watching me." Unknowingly, Zhang Yuan's hands were tightly clenched.

She feels very uneasy.

That line of sight was still watching her, like a shadow.

what is it?Who is watching yourself? !

The sense of existence in that gaze became stronger, Zhang Yuan wanted to look for it, she wanted to turn her head to look carefully at what it was, but the strong fear in her heart forced her not to do so.

I always feel... as if something terrible is going to happen.She even imagined that when she turned her head, a ghost was standing behind her.

"Fang Suli, please, help me see, is there really nothing behind me?"

Seeing that Zhang Yuan was so anxious that she was about to cry, but still didn't dare to move, Fang Suli was also afraid.But she didn't notice that look, so she was somewhat lucky.

"Okay, wait a minute. Let me take a look." Fang Suli cheered herself up in her heart.

She held onto Zhang Yuan's hand tightly, and the other's palm was still sweating, like a person in the water clung to a life-saving straw, and clung to her tightly.Fang Suli comforted herself in her heart, and slowly turned her head to look back.

Behind, nothing.

The things on the window are well arranged, and one piece of ready-made clothing is stacked neatly, without any abnormality.

wait, that model...

Fang Suli hesitated.

That model, why does it feel a bit strange.Although this supermarket manager is very stingy, would he really use such a scary-looking plastic mannequin?

"Are you ready? Have you seen it?" Zhang Yuan wept slightly.

Fang Suli hesitated: "No, really, there is nothing, you can see for yourself."

As she spoke, she let go of Zhang Yuan's hand and walked slowly towards the plastic model.

Right in front of her, the cracks on the plastic mannequin's face grew bigger.

It looked very uncomfortable, like a shattered face.

Strange, why does this face look so familiar?

After all, where had she seen it?

"You, what are you doing? Let's go quickly, shall we? This supermarket is really weird." Zhang Yuan was so anxious that she wanted to cry.

Fang Suli: "No, I just..." She moved closer to the model, "Come and take a look."

Zhang Yuan hesitated for a long time, and finally turned her head slowly under Fang Suli's urging.

As soon as she turned her head, she was taken aback. Fang Suli somehow moved the model to less than one meter behind her, tilted the model slightly, and the fragmented face was less than half a meter away from her!

And the stiff eyes with dotted eyeballs on the model's face were staring at her firmly.

"What are you doing?!" Zhang Yuan screamed almost instantly and jumped two meters away.

Fang Suli asked: "Don't be angry, don't you think it looks familiar? Where have we met?"

Hearing what she said, Zhang Yuan came to her senses.

She also involuntarily looked at the model carefully.

Strange, it does look familiar.

Where have you seen it?

There are more and more cracks on that face, slowly falling down, revealing more and more inside.In the end, almost half of the whole body was exposed.

What is exposed is real human skin!

Looks familiar... where have you seen it?

None of them noticed that Tu Heng on the side hadn't spoken for a long time.

He stood there, motionless, like a plastic mannequin.

It's so similar...it really looks like a living person...

Fang Suli slapped her forehead: "I finally know, have you found out? This statue looks exactly like the Lu Yanli who is wanted by the police."

As these words were spoken, the last piece of debris on the face of the plastic model finally fell to the ground.

A human face, and the face on the wanted poster.Almost identical!

"Yes! It really is him!" Zhang Yuan finally solved her doubts. She was happy when suddenly her neck hurt.

Immediately afterwards, she felt that her eyes were thrown high, and then fell heavily, rolling several times.

She saw a headless corpse, wearing her own clothes, with blood spurting profusely from its severed neck, before falling heavily.

The plastic model held an ax and walked towards Fang Suli.

Fang Suli suddenly came back to her senses.

What did she just... what did she do just now? !Why did she ignorantly discuss with Zhang Yuan for so long?

Fang Suli turned around and ran away, her bowels were turning green, she shouted loudly as she ran, "Run! There is a ghost! Help, ahhhhhh—"

The other surviving missionaries heard the sound and ran away.The clothing area where Fang Suli is located is on the second floor. She hurriedly ran down the escalator, and when she saw other people speeding up and fleeing, she immediately shouted: "Wait for me! Please wait for me!"

Where will other people wait for her?Seeing a figure holding a long-handled ax appearing at the escalator on the second floor, that figure... who else could it be if it wasn't Lu Yanli who was declared dead by the police?

The figure quietly watched Fang Suli fleeing down the escalator, and did not chase after her.

Fang Suli stepped on the last flight of stairs, and when she was about to step on the floor and run outside, the floor tiles under her feet suddenly collapsed.

Immediately afterwards, a pale hand grabbed her calf and dragged her hard——

Fang Suli was swallowed.

The elevator was still running, and after a faint call for help came from inside, there was only the toothache... the sound of bones and flesh churning.

The plastic mannequins on the second floor were still cracked, revealing human faces.

Those faces, without exception, all looked like people who had just been in the supermarket.

They gradually became active, their stiff bodies became soft, and then they walked out slowly - to find those people who were in the supermarket just now, and then replace them!

A ghost with the appearance of Lu Yanli, also holding a long-handled axe, disappeared at the door without knowing where he was going.

"It's haunted! It's really haunted!" A tasker hurried into the room he shared with his companion, panting heavily.

The companion should be on the balcony, and he saw the shadow cast by the other party from the balcony to the ground.

"What's haunted?" The companion's voice sounded.

"The supermarket is haunted! I was in the supermarket just now, and a ghost killed people. Fortunately, I ran fast and came back in time."

"What haunted?" The companion asked again.

"Didn't I say it? The supermarket! It's the place where I work temporarily." He was exhausted, picked up the cup on the coffee table and poured water, and then sprayed it out, "What is this?"

In the cup, at some point, it was covered with thin and white maggots.

Is this what he just drank?

vomit--

Before he had time to vomit, he heard his companion ask again: "What haunting?"

He already noticed something was wrong.

He stepped on the shadow of his companion, which extended from the balcony door, and from his angle, he could just see outside the door.

Outside the door... there was no one there.

The shadow he stepped on was just a shadow.

"What haunts?" the voice asked again.

He turned around and wanted to escape, but he didn't notice that the shadow under his feet was caught by the ankle by that shadow.In the same way, he felt a bone-chilling hand grabbing his ankle, and then pulled it down hard——

He falls in.

After a while, one shadow turned into two on the ground.

In the center of the town, a figure gradually emerged.

Holding a long-handled ax in his hand, he walked slowly from the street, and then came to a residential building and walked in from the first floor.

The screams sounded one after another, and the lights went out one after another.

The author has something to say: Inspiration for this article:

①I like all kinds of horror movies, stories, comics, these are the source of inspiration

②All kinds of random thoughts, for example, when walking on the street and seeing a shop window, one would imagine the mirror image inside; Randomly disrupting and reorganizing these materials and finding a way to find the pattern is the source of most of the "routines" in this article.

③ Various strange dreams

④ "Stories around you" of friends and gay friends

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