Seventy-two Changes of the Evil Spirits

The toilet is built in the corner on the left side of the house.

Away from the hall, and also far from the noise of people, it is so quiet that it makes people feel hairy.

After the big head finished filling the water, the stomach was upset, so I had to choose a toilet grid and got in again.

The toilets in the wilderness are all squat pits, and the grids in the bathroom are also small, but one meter square, closing the door is like separating a lonely space, and everything in the outside world has no connection, just like the other in this house. Like a grid.

Like a living coffin.

Thinking of this, the big head's heart suddenly burst, the originally closed partition door quietly pushed open a gap, after thinking about it, he simply pushed it completely open.

"It's definitely not that my head is bold and small! It's not because of the scary toilet ghost story just now."

He secretly defended himself.

"I just want to ventilate, and beware of those **** who come and pretend to be fools and make pranks."

"Well, yes! That's it..."

"Snapped."

He was cheering on himself, but suddenly, the light went out.

Suddenly, it plunged into darkness.

He tensed up and down all of a sudden, took out his phone in a panic, and shone into the darkness.

Left!

right!

superior!

Down!

"call."

He unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

Nothing.

Nothing happened.

"Insufficient power supply or poor contact." He laughed, "I'll just say, there is no such thing as a ghost in the world."

But.

"Crunchy..."

It was the sound of the door shaft rubbing.

With this sound, in the meager light of the mobile phone, the partition door slowly closed slowly, and it also stirred up the goose bumps on his skin, slowly tightening his heart.

Obviously he could push the door open by probing his hand, but he didn't do anything. He just watched the door slowly approaching, and finally closed completely, trapping him in a narrow space of one meter square, only hearing himself. heart……

"thump."

"thump."

"It's the wind!"

He desperately told himself.

The wind closed the door.

However, he immediately thought: When he first came in, the doors and windows of the toilet were closed tightly by himself.

Where does the wind come from?

At this moment, an inexplicable wind pierced through the door gap, making some whimpers like weeping. Or, there seemed to be some low smiles in the whimper.

then.

"Kang Dang."

What was knocked to the ground? !

Li Datou curled his neck, his eyes widened, his tone of voice was crying.

"Zhang San? Li Si? Wang Mazi? Are you sprinkling it?"

No one responded.

"Don't scare me."

Just when his heart and soul were about to squirt out with teardrops.

"Snapped."

The light suddenly turned on, the soft light dissipated the darkness, and all the abnormal noises disappeared. There is no whimper of the wind, and no low smile that seems to exist or not.

Li Datou waited tremblingly for a long time, as if everything had subsided, and then he slowly relaxed.

But.

The tension in that mind just eased, and some messy thoughts couldn't stop the upsurge.

For no reason, he remembered the ending part of the previous ghost story.

"...Just when Xiao Li thought everything was over. Suddenly there was a slight noise above his head. Xiao Li looked up suddenly, only to see a disheveled head on the toilet door and a pair of red eyeballs. Stare straight at him!"

I don't know whether it is a psychological effect or a real existence.

A short faint noise suddenly sounded from above.

"Don't look up!"

He desperately stopped himself.

"Don't go see!"

But fear pulled his hair, pulled his gaze up a little bit, and saw the edge of the door...empty, with only a large moldy ceiling.

"Hahaha..."

This breath finally relaxed completely, and the valley roads that had been stagnant due to tension were also unblocked. Li Datou smiled and scolded himself "skeptical", turning his head to get the toilet paper...

His face suddenly turned pale.

On the wall behind him, there was a ghost with a disheveled reflection.

"what!"

I don't know when this appeared, nor how long the ghost that had been staring at him in silence finally defeated Li Datou's sanity.

He didn't care about his pants or toilet paper, and screamed out the toilet door.

But at some point, the trash can in the toilet was overturned, and the mess of trash inside was spilled all over the floor, and he stepped on a piece of watermelon rind in a hurry.

There was a slippery foot... the body made room, it seemed that there was a mouse under the light bulb, and there was a mouse riding on it...

"Boom."

His head hit the floor hard.

His eyes were black, unconscious.

…………

"Big head?"

"Li Datou!"

After the fiery pain on his face, Li Datou woke up leisurely.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw several faces surrounding him, one of them said:

"Why did you take off your pants and sleep on the ground? Are you free to glide?"

You are so free to glide!

He intentionally scolded back, but opened his mouth and it became.

"hiss."

The back of the head is painful.

Upon seeing this, a few people pulled him up, helped him deal with the filth on his body, and helped him back to the hall.

Datou Li asked for a moment, only to realize that they ran over when they heard their own scream, which means that they hadn't been in a coma for a few minutes.

This was just sitting down.

Zhang San smiled and asked, "How about? Can the ghost story continue to be told?"

Telling your sister's ghost story, Lao Tzu... Li Datou just wanted to start cursing, but suddenly he thought, was he being punished by these three **** just now? But how did they do it?

The big head looked at the three people suspiciously, and saw them winking at each other, snickering and snickering.

He became more suspicious, and the rejection that came to his lips also became.

"Speak! Keep talking! Which one is scared and which is the turtle son!"

The big deal, my left ear goes in and my right ear goes out. You can't scare me without going through the brain.

Of course, Li Datou was bored in his heart and told this to himself.

As a result, Wang Mazi, who was next to him, adjusted his throat, and then told a story he hadn't finished telling before:

…………

What I am talking about is a real thing.

This incident did not happen elsewhere, it happened under our feet, it happened in this quarry.

You all recognize Huang Laowu, the newcomer thinks that he was beaten to the brain, so he was admitted to the mental hospital. But the old people know that the reason is not that simple.

About seven or eight years ago, when the company was tight, but Huang Laowu was old and slippery, and other things were unreliable, so he stayed at the quarry.

That day was also such a summer evening.

Huang Laowu slept in a daze in the middle of the night, and a young man woke him up and called him to patrol the stone cell together.

This is the rule above, patrol the "stone cell" every few hours.

But logically speaking, the stone lattices are all cut from the rock, and the iron cover is so thick and heavy that the people inside can't get out at all, so there is no need to patrol so diligently.

In fact, this is for a reason.

I didn't follow this rule at first, but for a while, the guards were busy and the guards were negligent. One of the prisoners died of sudden illness. When they found out, the meat was rotten!

We took the iron hook to hook, but the corpse didn't get out, and the nose was worn off first. If you continue, I'm afraid that what you hook will be just a pile of meat sauce wrapped in bones. We simply stuffed the corpse back, sealing up the grid. In the future, there will be deaths that are ugly and difficult to deal with, and they will be handled according to this method.

So this patrol is not to see if the prisoners are running, but to see if the prisoners are dead.

Huang Laowu slept soundly and definitely didn't want to get up. But the young man said he was a newcomer and didn't know what to do, so he got Huang Laowu half persuaded.

Arrived in the stone cell.

Huang Laowu saw that the young man was a newcomer, so he was dozing off on the side and asked the young man to "knock the dog gong."

"Knock the dog gong" without knocking, just use a flashlight to shoot inside the vent. The people inside are going crazy and sensitive to any stimulus from the outside world. As long as there is a little light, it will be like a hungry dog ​​that sees a lump of shit, rushes on it, and hits the iron lid with a "boom" like a gong.

So it's called "knock the gong".

The young man "knocked" the first one.

With a "boom", someone inside scolded: "Clay horses sell hemp, put..."

This is the person who is still alive, but not enough.

The young man "knocked" the second one.

There was still a "boom" and someone inside was crying: "Please let me out."

This is almost closed, but it's still a little less heated.

The young man "knocked" the third one.

There was also a "boom", and someone inside said something, but couldn't speak clearly, just "ah" and "woo".

Then this person can be released depending on the situation.

...

Until the young man "knocked" to the tenth.

There was still a "boom" sound, and someone inside was talking, but the voice was too weak to hear.

The young man was about to put his ears on his ears, and to hear what was going on, Huang Laowu suddenly jumped over, grabbing the young man and ran out.

All the way through the empty corridor, ran into the empty monitoring room.

The young man watched Huang Laowu panting and shut the door, very puzzled.

"Old Huang, what are you doing?"

"What am I doing? Your baby owes me a life, don't you know?!"

Huang Laowu explained:

"Those stone cells are also called'living coffins', why? Because some are for living people, and some are for dead people! The last box you knocked on was for dead people. You said, why do dead people move?"

"A corpse?"

The young man's face changed and asked:

"There is only one grid for dead people?"

"more than."

"Will there be other dead people who have ‘moved’ and have already ran out?"

Huang Laowu trembled all over after hearing it, and quickly turned on the computer to check the monitoring.

The corridors, halls, toilets...nothing unusually moving.

Huang Laowu turned his mind and asked the young man to watch the monitoring of the stone cell on another computer and count the number of stone lattices opened.

There are a total of 20 grids, three for the dead person and eleven for the dead person. It should be left open...

"See it clearly."

"How many?"

Huang Laowu turned his head and saw that the young man was smiling at him, his smile getting bigger and bigger, the corners of his mouth cracked more and more open, and the muscles on his face caused the skin around his nose to crack.

finally.

The nose actually peeled off the face.

He said:

"Seven."

…………

The more some people fear something, the more they can't help but pay attention to that thing.

Li Datou didn't want to listen to this story in his head, but he tried every word to dig into his heart.

It wasn't until Wang Mazi blew out the candle that he seemed to wake up from his sleep.

"Big head!"

Yang Sanli suddenly called him over there.

Big head Li stood up like a pardon.

"Mr. Yang, what's the matter?"

"Prepare to drive back to the city."

"Oh."

He nodded in a hurry, and then pretended to say to the other three players:

"Oh, it's a pity. This ghost story-telling game is quite interesting, but there is not enough time. I have a chance to continue next time."

After speaking, he smiled and touched his butt, but he was shocked.

Where's my key?

Where is such a big pile of keys on my fart curtain? !

So he turned the hall inside and out, and even had the courage to go to the toilet, but he never saw the shadow of the key.

"Did you fall on the "living coffin" side?"

"impossible."

Li Datou immediately retorted.

He clearly remembered that before, in the hall, someone threw the key to himself.

How could it fall on the "living coffin" side? !

Besides, how scary there is.

"Then why can't you find it?"

This sentence made him speechless, and with Yang Sanli's impatient urging, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk away.

Originally, he wanted to call one or two people to go with him, but when he saw the jokes in the eyes of a few bastards, his face was bolder. Li Datou pretended to be indifferent, and walked out of the hall carelessly, but quietly took a steel pipe in his hand.

From the hall to the stone prison, there is a long corridor.

People are in the hall.

The corridor was completely empty, only the dim light shone out some weird shadows.

The bravery and sturdiness of Li's head, the moment he just stepped into the corridor, he was already defeated.

He clenched the steel pipe with both hands, and hugged it in front of his chest again, his eyes and ears kept alert for every change in all directions.

In just a hundred steps, the walk is extremely long.

Finally he reached the stone cell.

open the door.

The cold and dull air surged up.

He tried to turn on the light, but the filament in the glass bulb flickered a few times, and there was a "fear of rubbing", and there was no more movement.

"The dog said miles."

He cursed, hesitated for a while at the door, and finally stepped into the dark and damp cell, turned on the flashlight on the phone, and tried to find it.

But the same sentence: the more fearful things, the more you can't help but pay attention.

His gaze was involuntarily attracted by the lattice on the stone wall, and he unconsciously counted the open lattices.

Li Datou has never guarded a quarry, and he doesn't know exactly which grid or situation is.

But he knew an approximate number.

There are now thirty in total, six are sealed, and eighteen people are closed. In other words, the open grid should have...he counted them one by one.

"one two three four five six……"

His teeth were already trembling, but he still counted out with crying.

"seven!"

At this moment, a soft noise suddenly came from the side.

He could see from the corner of his eye, something seemed to be squirming in the darkness where the sound came from.

He hurriedly photographed the phone, but he was standing alone in the corner with his back to him. The man seemed to be startled by the light again, and he turned around abruptly!

Li Datou's mind went blank for a moment.

The man has no nose on his face.