ghost face

In the chaotic darkness, vague conversations could be heard from the surroundings.

"Are there so many prayers again today?"

"It is because there is nothing that can be done that they seek us."

"Not entirely."

"What if the future can really let them do whatever they want?"

"Just like what they prayed, or, more, never ending, until it becomes like us."

"So, what if you can manipulate other people's future at will?"

"Is it this old game again?"

"No, just like you said. Why don't you play a game that becomes us?"

The voice suddenly appeared and then disappeared.Afterwards, light spots flashed across the darkness and gathered in front of a door that appeared out of thin air.

'——Squeak' As the door was slowly opened, the dots of light piercing through the air rushed in.When the last light spot disappeared inside the door, everything returned to darkness.

……

In the long and narrow corridor, the incandescent lamps flickered on and off.The hospital-specific smell of disinfectant water lingers in the air, but the aisle is so deadly silent that it is frightening.

No, there was still a voice, a very hasty voice started.The original silence was broken.

The sound of the woman's rapid breathing and the sound of running desperately.The sound of the high heels stepping on the floor tiles can be consistent with the rhythm of the heartbeat at this moment.

I couldn't help but turn around, and there was also a long and narrow corridor behind me.The woman's long hair curled beautifully in the air, and there was a mole at the corner of her mouth on that ordinary face, which added a bit of sexiness to her.It's just that the face is now full of horror.In this person's corridor, she looked behind vigilantly.In the long, empty corridor, the flickering lights made the white walls look pale and conspicuous, and there was no one there.

When she turned her head and continued to run, a pale face flashed across the corridor window with her back facing away.

The woman was in such a hurry, going down the spiral downward stairs one by one.Cold sweat covered her back and soaked her clothes.

When one side of the floor finally showed as the first floor, the woman's heart was about to jump out of her chest.

It won't be that easy...it won't be that easy for her to escape.

Although she knew it very well, she still ran desperately towards the door, and then pushed the door open.Before she could see the scenery outside the building——

A ferocious and terrifying face appeared in front of him from top to bottom, hanging upside down outside the door.A strange smile slowly appeared on its pale face, and its eyes widened to the extreme.And the long hair hanging down twisted in the air like a living maggot.Immediately, he attacked the woman, enveloping her face.

"Ah!" As the woman screamed miserably, she was slowly dragged out of the hospital. Her whole body was covered with those black hairs, and she was still struggling inside. The crying was enough to make people shudder.Finally, her whole body was slowly hoisted and disappeared in front of the door.Only the high-heeled shoes were left behind at the door.

……

In the noisy casino, there is a miasma of smoke.Groups of people were sitting around with cigarettes in their mouths.As the people in the center of the table revealed the numbers in their hands, the people around them dropped their cards one after another, and there was a lot of swearing.

"Damn it, why isn't it 5 of hearts!"

A young man who only talked about his appearance, a little handsome, but with a stubble and a ruffian temperament, was also sitting on the side of the table.He scratched his hair helplessly, then with the other hand he simply took down the cigarette dangling from his mouth, and extinguished it instantly.

Xiao Shuai, unemployed, 25 years old, earns a living by gambling.He dyed a head of non-mainstream short blue hair, which made him stand out in the crowd and lowered his original appearance.All in all, he is an unscrupulous person who can be seen at a glance as a gangster.

"Isn't it? His grandma's! I lost the tenth round!" Sitting next to Xiao Shuai was his old friend Zhou Junjun.He has red hair, and he claims that this is the combination of red and blue with Xiao Shuai, implying a state of being full of blood, full of blue and full of wealth, wealth, luck, and welfare.

The man named Xiao Shuai calmly lit a cigarette for himself after he touched his pocket and found that there was only a piece of toilet paper left.

"Junjun, lend me some money. I will definitely pay you back." Xiao Shuai fixed his eyes on the table, and tapped Zhou Junjun's pocket with the back of his hand. "I just don't believe it, I've been losing today."

"Xiao Shuai, it's not that I don't care about loyalty, brother, but that my money is only enough for a gamble. You'd better pray that I can win, and then I will have the opportunity to lend you money." Zhou Junjun's eyes also did not change. Move away from the table.After waiting for the people around him to take their cards, he instinctively drew a card from the pile on the table.

"Spades... 8." When the croupier showed the cards in his hand, Xiao Shuai saw that his brother was reduced to penniless just like himself.

"Alas—" two sighs, and the two lonely figures left like this one in front of the other.

Without money, no matter how many temptations there are in the fancy world of the casino, it will only add to the sadness.

After parting with Zhou Junjun, Xiao Shuai walked down the street with his hands in his pockets.From time to time, passers-by pay attention to his exaggerated blue hair, and some people walk around him from a distance.But it's not the first time Xiao Shuai has encountered these things, and it's just a daily habit.

Although Xiao Shuai is not highly educated, he still has a high school diploma and is young.But he doesn't have a serious job, and spends his life in the casino all year round.The source of income depends entirely on good luck for a few days a month, and starvation the rest of the day.Logically speaking, there must be more days when you are poor than when you are full, and there must be more times when you are unable to live.But Xiao Shuai has a younger sister who regularly transfers money to his bank card.Really hungry and crazy, Xiao Shuai could only go to the bank with a downcast face, pick up one or two hundred and buy some instant noodles and beer to continue.

He is just a person who comes to dawdle and live the rest of his life.Once drunk, once drunk.In the eyes of other women, he is an unreliable man.So, of course, I have always been single.Anyway, any woman who follows Xiao Shuai will definitely have to live a hard life.

Thinking about those boring things, when Xiao Shuai passed a high school student girl, he deliberately brushed the other's thigh wearing a school uniform and short skirt.

"—Ah!" Following Shengsheng's ear-piercing scream, Xiao Shuai tilted his cheek before moving away.

'Snapped! ' With a bang, a schoolbag came over, causing Xiao Shuai to sit on the ground.My head suddenly felt dizzy, and I panicked with pain.

"Pervert! Shameless!" the student girl said, picked up the schoolbag thrown on the ground, and ran away immediately.

"If you run so fast, you won't be afraid of falling."

Xiao Shuai shook his temporarily dazed gaze, turning a blind eye to the accusations and strange eyes of the people around him.Still ready to pat his butt, and leave in a cool and unrestrained manner.At this moment, he paused when he got up.

Lying on the ground was a notebook with four large characters of "Seven Days in Cursive Script" written on it.

Was it the student girl who just dropped it?

Xiao Shuai raised his eyebrows and picked up the notebook on the ground.Anyway, I don’t want my own money, just take it.Even if it is used as a table foot, it is not bad.

……

Today is a good day because today is a day when there is no school.

In the messy room, a boy whose head looked like a bird's nest was looking at the computer screen out of breath.His back was drenched with sweat, his body was shaking constantly, and after the continuous shaking, he let out a sigh of relief.

Looking at the screen in front of the computer again, the boy only sneered at the woman with a pretty face in front of him.Although a few minutes ago he was still fantasizing about it, he regarded it as a treasure.

"Hey, good flowers and good days, where should I go in spring?" The boy looked up at the snow-white ceiling lonely, and then there seemed to be tears in the corners of his eyes.

Zhao Xuefeng, a sophomore in college, is still single.He looks ordinary, but as long as he smiles, the temperament that he has read countless films over the years can reflect a little or two.This also makes the girls around stay away, but there is a steady stream of buddies who are looking for seeds.

In other words, this is a sad buddy who is very brotherly, but the girl is insulated.

Otaku have three good things, technology, sex, and nice people.In short, the good person card is the highest honor he has received so far.Oh, someone asked the highest, so is there any other reply?

There used to be times when Zhao Xuefeng asked his sister to confess his love.It was also a poetic scene that covered the whole picture.The breeze blows, peach petals are flying all over the sky, and a man and a woman stand face to face by the lake.

"Chuchu, I love you—" The boy stepped forward, wanting to express his affection.

"Stop talking, I already know." The girl took a step back and turned to leave.

"No, I haven't said anything!" The boy anxiously stepped forward, trying to grab the girl's shoulder.

"I already know, you have 2000 seeds hidden in your computer." The girl turned around and said this cruel sentence with a little bit of unbearable. "I can't be satisfied with you like this." She patted the boy's hand away.Run away gradually "I'm looking for an honest man, but you're not the one I'm looking for."

Memories are over.This is the only time that the self-esteem of Brother Seed was trampled and withered.

A good year doesn't look back.

"Is there any good harem stallion literature these days?" Zhao Xuefeng dragged his chin with one hand and opened the origin literature forum with the other.

The home page that can be entered is all novels that I have read.And Zhao Xuefeng didn't like those little new articles that had just been serialized, and felt that it was not fun to follow them.

Suddenly, Zhao Xuefeng's phone rang.He picked it up easily.

"Ah, Mom...No, I'm planning to find a summer job....Ah, you have nothing to ask others for borrowing books. Come back and look for it yourself....It's okay, stop nagging , let me find the head office for you."

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Xuefeng sighed.

Come on, now the old lady has assigned me a task of finding books.God knows how that old mother who played mahjong all day would ask others to borrow a book like a stock market inventory that would hypnotize her after reading it.Is square dancing bad?Wouldn't it be nice to be a little outsider?It has to be literary and artistic, so connotative.

Wearing flip flops, Zhao Xuefeng looked around in the study.Finally, I opened the bookcase in the lower row of the bookshelf, and finally saw the big inventory of the story.

"what?"

When the book was pulled out, another book fell out along with it.

The book reads "Seven Days in Cursive Script".

……

"Finally, let's review the lesson we taught today." A black professional suit was clinging to the woman's plump body.With slender and fair fingers, she probed the bridge of the nose and straightened the frame of the mirror.A pair of eyes with fine eyelashes, so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off.

"Li Hongzhang's life can be said to be..." The woman's melodious yet serious voice echoed in the quiet classroom.

A pair of eyes that left the book, fixed on the woman on the podium.

With the sound of the bell after class, the classroom is full of vitality again.The students left their seats one after another, and went out in groups of three or four.

The woman also sorted out the materials on the podium, and left the classroom with her arms around her chest.

"... Huh." The owner of the eyes that had been staring at her figure before followed suit.

"Teacher Ning!"

Hearing someone calling herself behind her, the woman who was called a teacher turned around.

"It's classmate Xue." The woman is in her twenties, and she is a teacher who just entered the school for an internship this year, and is in charge of history courses.It's called Tranquility.

Looking at the young teacher with a beautiful face, a dignified figure and a good figure in front of him.The male student's heart was beating incessantly.

"Yes...it's like this. Teacher Ning, I still don't understand a little bit of today's lesson...can you explain it to me in detail." The boy turned his head, but he couldn't control his eyes when he moved away. He looked at the female teacher.

"Yes." The student on the opposite side was named Xue Jingyi.He is a very studious boy.He often came to find himself after class, and seemed to be a child who was very interested in history.

Facing such studious students, Tranquility is always willing to spend more time explaining.This is also the first class and students she has just stepped into the society to teach. Being a teacher by example brings a lot of responsibility and enthusiasm.

"But it's lunch time now, let's go eat first." Teacher Ning said, looking at the watch on his wrist.

"After lunch... the library." Xue Jing lowered his head and couldn't lower it any more, then raised his head instantly, and approached Teacher Ning's face. "We've agreed, Mr. Ning!" Xue Jing couldn't help blushing when he saw Tranquility's face up close. "I'm going to eat." Then he fled and left here.

Tranquility looked at the back of him running away helplessly, and shook her head.The phone in his pocket rang.

"Yu Ye." The female teacher had a sweet smile on her face, and the silver ring on her left hand also shone.

……

Congratulations, you have been selected as the owner of Cursive Seven Days.

Xiao Shuai opened the book, and there were a few lines written on the first page.

This book records the present of the people you need to kill.Please use all the horror plots and murder stories you know to continue writing.Until the protagonist of the book's story dies.

Another reminder is that someone is writing your future now.

"Such a clichéd plot."

Lying on the sofa, Xiao Shuai yawned and turned to the next page.But his movements stopped immediately.

"This is……"

A line of words is constantly appearing and disappearing.

"what is this?"

Xiao Shuai sat up and watched carefully.On the left side of the book is a profile of a sophomore student named Zhao Xuefeng, while on the right side is a line of constantly changing words.

【Zhao Xuefeng opened the cursive script for seven days, and was very surprised after checking the contents. 】

【He dropped the book in his hand and ran to the computer in the bedroom to search for information about cursive script seven days. 】

【Zhao Xuefeng previewed, and usually called his brother. 】

"what is this."

Looking at this line of words, it keeps changing in the same row.Xiao Shuai was amazed all of a sudden.He turned back to the first page again.

Please use all the horror plots and murder stories you know to continue writing.Until the protagonist of the book's story dies.

"Is this the character that made me kill the virtual world?"

Xiao Shuai turned back to the page recording Zhao Xuefeng again, where the conversation between Zhao Xuefeng and his brother was recorded.

【"Brother! Believe me, brother, I really didn't lie to you. Come quickly!" Zhao Xuefeng had a bitter face, and he couldn't help the tears and snot flowing out of him who thought he was unlucky. 】

【"What are you crazy about?" On the other end of the phone came the impatient voice of my brother. 】

["Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." But immediately, my brother stopped complaining. 】

【"Are you serious?" My brother was still dubious. 】

【"Please, come back quickly. Isn't your company very close to Yunxiang Road?"】

Seeing this, Xiao Shuai couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"Yunxiang Road?!"

He stubbed out the cigarette butt, his fingers trembling.

"Damn it, there seems to be a place called Yunxiang Road nearby..."

Xiao Shuai looked at the book in shock and said in disbelief.

"Is it true or not... that you want me to kill... people that exist in reality?"

No, to be precise, write to death.

"Are you... kidding. Fate is like this, something that can be written casually...?"

Xiao Shuai's cheeks were covered with sweat.He quickly picked up the book and kept flipping through it, but the following pages were all blank.Is there what needs to be written there, the future of others?

When I turned to the last page, there was finally text on it.

Have you ever written a horror novel?Want to be a horror novel author?Now you are not only the author, but also the checkmate protagonist in someone else's writing.Please complete your book (ending with the death of the protagonist) within 7 days.

To make the owner want to believe, you'll have your first extreme horror on the first night of the night.Every night after that, horror will follow like a shadow.This is a curse from other cursives, not other holders.

The curse can only be alleviated by killing other bearers.Or after living for seven days, the curse will disappear.There are a total of seven cursive scripts, please work hard!

There are 7 survivors left.Bookholder: Xiao Shuai.

The protagonist of our horror novel, your story has begun.