Haunted House Experience Officer

The heavy snow outside is drifting quietly. In Bocheng in the early morning, only the traffic lights are blinking lonely on the main road. The zebra crossing covered by heavy snow has long since disappeared. It’s just that the pointer at twelve o’clock has just arrived, and the lights at the intersection turn red. up.

Stop at the red light and go at the green light. On the snowy road with no traces, there are footprints of different sizes and various types. These footprints are very shallow, and it seems that the things that leave the footprints are very light.

In the dilapidated tube building next to the intersection, the young migrant worker Xu Yu woke up from his sleep. He breathed heavily as if he was drowning.

Suddenly his limbs seemed to be fixed on the bed, Xu Yu wanted to shout, but he couldn't make a sound, his body was covered in cold sweat, and his muscles ached like spasms.

He tilted his head, and at some point, he had already slept on one side of the bed, and the other side seemed to be reserved for someone.

It was obviously empty, but Xu Yu was terrified by the strangely strong sense of presence and being watched. This was not the first time, he told himself that it would be good to fall asleep, but unfortunately he did not break free from this weird situation, but it became more serious .

Xu Yu felt that his hands and feet were tightly held by four hands. He wanted to scream, but his jaw seemed to be pinched and he couldn't make any sound. Saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth because he couldn't close his mouth.

"Save..." Xu Yu screamed like a dehydrated fish. He stared straight at the roof, which was empty.

What was really frightening was that from the corner of the eye, a ghost hand with black flesh and ten centimeters of nails appeared.

Xu Yu found that the ghost hand was approaching him constantly, he gritted his teeth hard, fear made him generate huge energy, and struggled with all his strength in his hands.

"Ah——" Xu Yu jumped up from the bed, his whole body was soaked, there were no ghost hands, no pressure, nothing.

I don't know when twelve o'clock passed. At one o'clock in the morning, the footprints at the crossroads had long been covered by fresh snow, and nothing unusual could be seen. The traffic lights flashed alternately, and everything was so normal.

Xu Yu breathed out, thinking that it was a real dream, he picked up his phone and opened the address book, but he didn't know who to call.

With the help of the light from his mobile phone, he found something was wrong. There seemed to be a person standing by the wall. Xu Yu froze his body, and his heart rose again. He held his breath and raised his head. It was either an illusion or a black shadow.

He was frightened and fell off the bed directly. At this moment, the light was turned on. Xu Yu looked over and found that the person who turned on the light was a young man in a black trench coat.

His skin is pale, handsome and cold, like a vampire in a movie.

What a horrible thing to have a stranger show up in your room in the middle of the night.

Xu Yu stepped back: "What are you going to do?"

The man walked towards him, and Xu Yu's hand quietly held her own slippers. At the critical moment, this was the only weapon in his hand.

"If you want money, I can transfer it to you." Xu Yu was clear-headed, and guessed that this man was either a thief or a robber, and his life was the most important thing anyway.

The man seemed impatient: "You are going to die."

Xu Yu's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that this person was not seeking money, but murder, so he staggered to his feet while clutching his slippers.

"Brother, we don't know each other. I'm just a common man. Why do you have to make trouble with me?" Xu Yu continued to back away, but the man didn't take a step closer. He looked at Xu Yu's hand hidden behind his back with disdain.

"Move out of this house within three days." The man turned around and left after speaking. Xu Yu followed behind him and found him walking out of his house openly.

After the man left, Xu Yu immediately went over and locked the door, and then called the police.

It was a female police officer who answered the phone in the middle of the night, and asked him what was going on. Xu Yu explained one by one. When he said the address, Xu Yu obviously felt the police officer on the other side of the phone pause.

"You mean Room 301, Building [-], Fengquanli?" The policeman repeated, and Xu Yu didn't think it was strange to say "hmm". After all, a murder that spread throughout Bocheng took place in this room half a year ago. case.

After hanging up the phone, Xu Yu sat on the chair a little tiredly, his mouth was a little dry, so he picked up the cold water jug ​​on the table and poured water.

As soon as he raised his hand, Xu Yu frowned, and there was a patch of black and blue around his wrist, which was entangled one by one, as if being held by hands.

This made him feel cold, and he looked at the other hand, which was the same, including the two ankles.

Xu Yu took a deep breath, he thought of that very real dream, turned to look at the bedroom bed, felt a hairy feeling, Xu Yu got up and closed the bedroom door.

He never believed in non-scientific things. In order to stay in Bocheng, he worked hard after graduating from university, but even so, it was difficult to make up enough money for a down payment.

His parents divorced and each had a family. He became the person who was not welcome anywhere, and it was as if they disappeared after he went to college.

At that time, Xu Yu used his lunch break to distribute leaflets, and immediately went to work in a fast food restaurant after class in the afternoon, barely surviving four years of college.

Xu Yu wanted to have a home in the hometown she couldn’t go back to, and the city she couldn’t stay in. Slowly, this desire turned into an obsession with buying a house.

But as a foreigner, without the help of his parents, how could he afford a house? At this moment, he knew about the foreclosure, and among all the foreclosures, only this one was the cheapest, even though it was a haunted house .

Xu Yu raised his head, the watch on the wall was already two o'clock in the morning, and the policemen from their area came to find out the situation.

"Did you buy this house?" the film policeman asked.

Xu Yu nodded, and then he asked again, "A loan?"

"Well, the loan, ten years." Xu Yu replied, the old film policeman seemed to want to say something after listening, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"Let's adjust the monitoring of the community later, but don't get your hopes up too much, and keep the doors and windows closed at ordinary times." After saying that, the police officer left.

Xu Yu closed the door and sighed. He knew that although the old community was close to the urban area and the traffic was convenient, the facilities here were old and the monitoring might not be good.

Regardless of what that man wanted to do, at least he was still a person, and Xu Yu didn't want to think deeply about the people in this room.

No matter what kind of ghost, there is no such thing as a poor ghost. Compared with the 30 or [-]-year mortgages of many people, Xu Yu's [-]-year mortgage is not enough, because he is too eager to have a house of his own.

This house has staked everything on him, and he cannot compromise because of these weird events, he has no way out.

Xu Yu packed up the quilt and went to sleep in the guest room. Although nothing happened in the second half of the night, he still suffered from insomnia until dawn.

With two dark circles under her eyes, Xu Yu went to catch the subway. When the subway door closed, Xu Yu stood and took a nap holding the handle. Various advertisements flashed on the subway windows, and at the same time reflected the scene in the subway like a mirror .

Xu Yu's eyes suddenly shrank, and he saw on the glass that the man from last night was behind him, and he was staring at him.

[The author has something to say]:

The new article is officially updated, and the update time is generally between [-]:[-] p.m. and [-]:[-] p.m., timid Bao recommends reading it during the day, because it makes me feel nervous at night when I am writing this book every month.