Hit ghost

The body reacted one step faster than the brain. The man was about to open his mouth wide to shout, when a chubby thing jumped onto his lower abdomen, and the voice that had not yet come out was wrapped in strands of black hair, and the man's eyes widened.

It was a gray and white woman's head!

He and the man looked at each other for a moment, almost rolled his eyes and fainted, and there was a tingling pain in his shoulder. It was the damn pain that kept his brain barely awake.

Simply put, even if you want to faint, you can't faint.

Not to mention a human head lying on the stomach, there are still a few shadows around the bed, whether they are people or ghosts. The arrival of these uninvited guests brings a sensory experience that is more exciting to the man than the midnight bell. He froze, not knowing Should we cry or call for help.

Seeing this posture, the other person was not kind, and it was impossible to let him go by crying, and it was even hopeless to call for help. His mouth was tightly blocked by hair, and it was even more difficult to speak than to cry.

The man had no choice but to shake his head desperately. He hoped that the other party would see his innocence, but what he got was that the strength on his shoulders became stronger.

"Don't move." Ji Duan looked coldly at the murderer sitting on the bed. His big iron-like hands firmly held the opponent's shoulder blades, and exerted force on the most vulnerable point of the neck.

Miserable sobs overflowed from the gaps in the hair, the man's face was ferocious, and his tears rolled continuously in his eyes.

Ji Duan applied his strength and grasped firmly. He was satisfied to see the man in front of him wanting to roll in pain. This pain was nothing compared to those girls who suffered physical and mental torture.

"It hurts, doesn't it?" Wen Liang held his long cigarette and blew white smoke into the man's face, "If you cooperate with me obediently, I'll let him let you go, how about it?"

He intentionally made himself speak much slower than usual, and after speaking the conditions slowly, he sat down on the edge of the man's bed.

The man didn't notice that the head on the abdomen jumped a few steps in the opposite direction following the gentle movements. His eyes were filled with tears of fear, and he nodded his head with great effort when he heard this.

"You know the two sisters, Quting and Quwan, right? I want to hear their stories." Wen Liang's slender fingers swirled in the white smoke he exhaled. The smoke seemed to be alive, and it actually clung to Wen Liang's fingers, a bit like being coquettish .

Wen Liang paused, and after thinking carefully, he added, "To be precise, I want to hear the stories that happened between them and you, and what you did to them."

The black hair exuding a faint smell of blood quietly loosened, and the man's mouth was finally released. He still maintained a terrified expression, vigilant against these uninvited guests around him.

"You, you, what are you guys trying to do?" The voice trembled uncontrollably, and the man's hand slowly moved towards the pillow, where there was a dagger he had placed under the pillow. Although it would not be possible to fight back, it was possible anyway. There is a glimmer of life.

Black hair hung down from the edge of the bed, and the black hair suddenly wrapped around the man's wrist. A cold light flashed quickly in the darkness, and the dagger fell to the ground not far away.

Then came the force on the shoulders at the same time. Ji Duan was like a ruthless judge. Every time a man made a mistake, he would be punished accordingly.

The suppressed and painful cries echoed in the small faculty dormitory. This middle-aged teacher, who was usually harmless to humans and animals, was tied up with black hair and threatened by someone on his shoulder.

He shook his head desperately, with a embarrassed expression that wanted to defend himself.

The pale head rolled as far as he could see, followed by a pair of bloodless feet.

Qu Wan squatted lightly in front of the man, her red dress seemed to have just been soaked in blood, blood dripped from her skirt continuously.

"Tick."

The man's body froze a bit, he didn't make any more struggles, and looked upwards with his neck strangled——

The beautiful figure of the girl is outlined under the red skirt, and looking up, there is an ugly male head spliced ​​on the place where the face should be pure, and that face is twisting, as if it wants to swallow him .

His mind went blank, and the man's body instinctively wanted to trigger the self-protection consciousness, but at this moment, the continuous pain from his shoulder made him conscious again.

He realized with grief that he might wake up again if he wanted to faint.

"Ah!!!" A distorted scream burst out of his throat, and the man made a sound that was harsher than when he woke up from sleep. He was like a fish fixed on a cutting board, constantly leaning back , wanting to break free from this immovable confinement.

"Hey, what are you doing with such a loud voice all of a sudden." Wen Liang picked his ears with his little finger, and reprimanded with some pretentiousness, "I haven't seen her before, but you should know her."

"Ghost! Ghost!!" The man was about to cry, he completely ignored the pain in his shoulder, and at this moment he just wanted to stay away from the strange-faced female ghost in front of him, farther away.

Occupied by the desire to survive in his heart, he tilted his head back in a posture that was difficult for ordinary people to do. With just a quick glance, his eyes swept over the woman standing in the corner.

The man's eyes widened in disbelief, because it was a woman who couldn't possibly be here.

"Qu Ting?!" His body took a step faster than his mind, and he called out the name that was buried in the deepest part of his heart.

There was no response, and the somewhat transparent woman stood quietly in the corner. She didn't speak, but she could feel a sense of resentment from her.

"Impossible! Why are you here! You obviously..." The man shouted hysterically, he suddenly seemed to remember something, and stopped what he was going to say next.

"...Obviously what? It was obviously dismembered by you and put into the sculpture in the oil painting classroom, or why did it appear here when it was already dead?"

Qu Ting raised her face, the bloodless but suffocatingly beautiful face was full of resentment, she stared fiercely at the man's face, and scolded the name she hated until now, "Liu Peisheng!"

She angrily came towards this man named Liu Peisheng, her remaining obsession was fueled by herself, and the resentment that came to her face was no less than that of a ghost.

Liu Peisheng's pupils tightened suddenly, and Qu Ting's figure was reflected in his eyes.

In this short period of time, the woman had already come to his side, and there was another headless female ghost who was several times more terrifying than her standing beside her. Liu Peisheng's heart had already been eroded by fear, and his neck was full of holes. If you act softly, you will faint again.

At this moment, a hand whose body temperature was higher than his was firmly holding down his neck. Ji Duan was condescending, and once again strangled this unsympathetic man.

"Not only did you brutally kill me, but you also deceived my sister who came to look for me. You kept saying that you loved her, but you kept her in the dark, and finally caused her to turn against you after learning the truth, and what about you! "

Qu Ting had never been so angry in her life. She also knelt down and tightened her grip on Liu Peisheng's neck. Her cold hands carried the hatred of her master in this life, and directly touched ordinary people, which would bring some misfortune to some extent.

Liu Peisheng couldn't get dizzy, and wanted to ask for help but was surrounded by two ghosts. His blue lips trembled, and he finally cried out: "Please Qu Ting, please let me go!"

The black hair let go of his restraint at some point, and Liu Peisheng fell to his knees with a "plop", he hesitated for a few seconds, and took a big step forward, whimpering, "I know I was wrong, please let me go .”

Because he was crawling forward with his head down, Liu Peisheng just touched forward subconsciously. He didn't know who he touched, but he just said confession that he couldn't understand.

A hand raised his head in a trance, Liu Peisheng tried hard to open his tear-filled eyes, and he found that the person in front of him was not Qu Ting, but the strange-faced woman in the scarlet red dress!

"what!!"

Without any psychological construction, he saw the face of that terrifying man again. He backed away with his hands and feet together, and in a panic, his arm touched another cold thing, which was soft and elastic to the touch, like the skin of a person's calf.

"You said you loved her, but you couldn't recognize her after she changed her appearance." The air-conditioning came from behind, and Qu Ting walked around Liu Peisheng's back at some point, staring at him coldly, "The one in front of you, It was Qu Wan who was pushed downstairs by your own hands."

Qu Wan?This woman with a strange face is Qu Wan?

Before Liu Peisheng could react, Qu Wan's icy body came closer: "Head, my head...where did you hide my head?"

The horrible and weird man's face was distorted, and a purple tongue more than half a meter long protruded from the wide open mouth. The tongue was full of barbs, and if it was touched, it would be scraped to pieces.

Looking at the tongue only a few centimeters away from him, Liu Peisheng was so frightened that he even forgot to cry. He stammered and replied, "I don't know, what, what head? I didn't take your head!"

"You said you loved me, did you really love me?" The sharp female voice exploded in Liu Peisheng's mind. In Liu Peisheng's eyes, the man's head was like wax melted by fire, deforming and melting little by little.

"Liu Peisheng! Did the two sisters, Quting and Quwan, have been murdered by you? Answer me honestly!" Wen Liang, who had been on the sidelines, suddenly asked sharply. His voice was too serious, which made Liu Peisheng, who was already nervous, blurt out without even thinking. .

"Yes... it's me!"

Liu Peisheng subconsciously confessed the crime he committed. He didn't realize that there seemed to be something wrong with this incident, but he felt a pain in the back of his neck, and he fell limply backwards.

No one picked him up, so he just fell down on the ground and fell asleep.

Behind Liu Peisheng, Ji Duan clapped his hands in distaste. He seemed a little annoyed, and made another kick on the fainted man: "It's really cheap for him."

Xie Jin didn't make a sound. He saw everything just now. This man named Liu Peisheng had just been frightened by the Qu sisters, and was knocked unconscious by Ji Duan with a knife. Although these are not worth what he committed Homicide, but looking at these Liu Peisheng is still a bit miserable.

"The evidence is solid, and the rest is for the police to deal with." After confirming the recording file, Wen Liang shook his mobile phone at the two of them.

Tonight's special Midnight Horror was actually a situation designed by Wen Liang. In order to obtain evidence from Liu Peisheng that he killed the two sisters of the Qu family, he set up a situation on a whim.

"Are you okay?" Qu Ting, who stood beside Xie Jin who had calmed down, seemed a little afraid of Qu Ting just now, he asked a little cautiously.

The woman shook her head lightly, bent down to support Qu Wan who was on the ground, but Qu Wan's head bounced to some corner and disappeared again.

"Your head." Wen Liang put away his mobile phone, and he gave Qu Wan a meaningful look, "The heads you control never existed from the beginning, they were all illusioned by your obsession."

As soon as he said this, everyone present was dumbfounded. Ji Duan was the first to react and asked, "What do you mean? Didn't she lose her head?"

Wen Liang nodded: "It's not that I didn't lose it, but it was turned into obsession and split into seven heads of different genders. It was due to obsession, and those are just the ones she remembers most."

"It's like this." He pointed towards the corner of the staff dormitory, and the two figures flew away at lightning speed, and soon two children, a boy and a girl, appeared in front of everyone holding a man's head. in sight.

Wen Liang took the head from Tongtong Yuyu, and put it together with Liu Peisheng who fell on the ground.

After doing all this, he clapped his hands and stood up, took a step to the left, and he was not in a hurry to respond to the doubtful eyes cast by others.

"You guys, don't you think this head is very similar to Liu Peisheng at a moment ago?"

--------------------

Your head and mine beat like a ball