Chapter 51

The App allows them to take over the NPC's identity, and naturally also allows them to inherit the NPC's property.

Lu Xuemin, who was replaced by Bai Yan, was from a wealthy family, so he had quite a lot of money in his account.

Ye Shangyu found the regular users of "Ghost Night Talk" through out-and-out criminal behavior. They are all students of Blue Sky College. Bai Yan contacted a circle of people, and it wasn't until the afternoon that he finally checked all the posts on the first three pages.

"It's enough to check the first three pages. This kind of forum usually doesn't have much traffic. The posts after the third page are all from a month ago, and no one has paid attention to them in recent days." Ye Shangyu said: "What's the result?"

"No, the stories in all the posts have nothing to do with the archives, and there is no story about quilts in them." Bai Yan replied.

"In this way, someone may have clicked on the post before we investigated." Luo Xing pondered: "Everyone who reads the story will become the protagonist of the ghost story. The post may disappear during the progress of the ghost story, until the protagonist dies, or this After the strange story is over, the post will reappear, looking for the next person to read the story.”

"Then we have to wait, but that's okay." Ye Shangyu closed his notebook: "It's better for them to die than for us to die."

…

Blue Sky Academy.

Inside the boys' dormitory building.

At 8:30 in the morning, Du Han saw a new post on ‘Ghost Night Talk’ and was immediately attracted to it.

Du Han is a lover of paranormal events. In addition to reading horror novels and playing horror games, he also often hangs out on paranormal forums in school.

There are a lot of strange stories written in the forum, but unfortunately there are not many people in the forum, and it often takes a long time for someone to post a new post.

Du Han was used to taking a look at the forum every day. As soon as he had nothing to do this morning, he habitually entered the forum and unexpectedly saw a new post.

"Finally someone posted a new post, let me see what the story is."

Du Han entered the post and started reading with relish.

After reading the two stories, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

He had read countless horror novels, but he had to admit that this story was the best one he had ever read.

The length of the story is not long, but it is extremely immersive. In the short length of the story, Du Han felt that he was the protagonist and was being killed by a ghost. His hands and feet were so scared that his hands and feet were cold.

"It's rare. The last time I felt like this was when I stayed up late to read horror novels in my senior year of high school." Du Han's face still had lingering fear, but the corners of his mouth could not help but curve up, looking very comfortable.

The story was indeed scary, but he enjoyed the feeling of his heart beating.

It has to be said that the scarier the story, the more exciting it is for him. This kind of experience of surviving the disaster makes him want to stop. It makes him feel that living is so good, and even the ordinary and boring life becomes precious and less boring.

Turning off his phone, Du Han leaned against the wall and thought about it, savoring the feeling that made his soul tremble.

But he didn't think about it for long, and his roommate's shouting interrupted his aftertaste, which made him extremely unhappy.

"Damn it, Lao Han, hurry up and get on the forum. Someone died in our school! It was a girl, and a student posted the photo on the forum!"

"What? Someone died in the school?"

Du Han's spirit perked up, and the unhappiness immediately disappeared.

Novels can be recalled at any time, but big news like this cannot be encountered all the time.

Everyone has a tendency to gossip. Although the person who died was a classmate from the same school as him, as long as he was not someone he knew, Du Han would not feel sad.

Du Han turned on his phone and entered the post where his roommate gave directions.

"Damn it! It's actually true. Deng Fei, you are so good. How did you find out?"

Du Han looked at the picture and felt shuddering through the screen. The girl in the picture had only one head left, her lower body was missing, and the cotton in the quilt was soaked in blood.

The thought of a murderer sneaking into the school made him feel a little hairy.

"You don't know, this has gone viral in our class group, and everyone in the school is discussing it now." Deng Fei said, swiping the famous screen: "The person who posted the photo was a girl from our school. She is in At the scene of the murder, the girls were terrified in the dormitory. By the way, I have to save the picture quickly, otherwise the post will be deleted by the administrator, you know."

Deng Fei didn't mind the big deal and posted the picture on social networking sites, and still forwarded it everywhere.

Du Han didn't have this kind of interest in catching people's attention. He looked at the bloody pictures and slowly became stunned.

The girl's eyes were filled with horror, as if she had seen something that terrified her. Du Han felt very uncomfortable looking at the girl's remaining head, and slowly, the feeling that he had just seen when he read the horror story came back, making him feel suffocated and almost forgetting to breathe.

But this time, he couldn't laugh anymore.

He suddenly thought of something terrible.

"Deng Fei, let me tell you something." Du Han said uneasily: "I just read a strange story. The first story was about a quilt. The story mentioned that a girl was drying herself under the quilt. A ghost got into it, and at night, the ghost ate the girl. Isn't this story true? "

"Ghost stories come true?" Deng Fei laughed and said: "How is it possible, Lao Han, you have read too many ghost stories, haven't you?"

"Too."

The protagonist in the story and the girl in the photo died in slightly different ways, not exactly the same. Besides, there was another story below the post, which had nothing to do with the dead girl. Maybe he was overthinking.

He, Du Han, had read horror novels for so many years, but had never seen a ghost. Maybe ghosts were nonsense and did not exist in reality.

Du Han shook his head and laughed at himself for thinking too much, but there was still a trace of doubt in his heart.

He raised his head and looked at Deng Fei with his peripheral vision, and cautiously asked: "Deng Fei, do you remember what I brought you the day before yesterday?"

"Ah? Why are you asking this? ...Is it tomato and egg noodles?"

"!"

Du Han's face turned green. He clearly remembered that he brought chicken rice to Deng Fei that day!

It's rare that what he wrote in that story is true. This Deng Fei is fake. He is actually a ghost!

The heating quality of Blue Sky College is not good. Especially today, Du Han felt extremely cold.

While Deng Fei was busy with his forwarding plan, Du Han ran to the door in his pajamas, holding the door handle with his hand, ready to rush out at any time.

But when it came to going out, Du Han hesitated. It was too cold to go out in pajamas. He decided to give Deng Fei another chance.

So, he asked Deng Fei stiffly with a stern face: "What is your favorite snack? Tell me!"

Deng Fei rubbed his goose bumps with a chill.

"Fuck, why didn't you tell me earlier! I was scared to death! Who else is interested in you? You have no breasts and no buttocks!" Du Han cursed and said unhappily: "Who told you not to remember what you ate the day before yesterday!"

"Nonsense, who the hell has nothing to remember what I ate the day before yesterday? I can't even remember what I ate last night!" Deng Fei cursed: "Old Han, what's wrong with you today? I feel that you are not right."

Facing Deng Fei's concerned inquiry, Du Han couldn't help blushing. He was really embarrassed to say what he was crazy about just now.

However, he had just questioned his roommate harshly, and he would feel bad if he didn't give an explanation.

After hesitating for a long time, Du Han gritted his teeth and explained awkwardly: "I just read a horror story, just under the story of the quilt. I think the girl is dead. Don't tell me that the stories in this post are all true. There is also a story about an extra person in the dormitory. I suspect that you are a ghost in disguise!"

"Hahaha, Lao Han didn't expect you to be so timid that you are afraid of ghost stories!" Deng Fei laughed: "Don't think too much. There are only two of us in the dormitory, and everyone else has gone home. Remember, except for your brother Fei, anyone else in the dormitory is a ghost. With Brother Fei protecting you, you are not afraid of anything!"

Deng Fei's teasing made Du Han want to crawl into the cracks in the ground. Although it was embarrassing, the fear that had been lingering in his heart was gone.

Du Han breathed a sigh of relief. It was the first time he found that fear could be so scary.

The death of the girl in the school shocked the students greatly. Du Han and the students who stayed in the school were paying attention to the progress of the matter all day.

The deceased's roommate, Mo Kaka, was taken to the police station. Because he was mentally stimulated, he was taken home by his parents. The school leaders were also very secretive about the matter and delayed giving an explanation.

Anyway, Du Han was bored during the holiday, so he simply scolded the school leaders online with Deng Fei for concealing the truth and being an irresponsible keyboard warrior, and upheld justice on the Internet.

After wasting a day online, there was no progress in Sun Yulan's case.

Deng Fei kept typing on his mobile phone, and his hands were numb. After paying attention for a day, his enthusiasm also faded a little.

So before the lights were turned off, he washed and rested listlessly. Soon, Du Han also yawned, got out of bed, turned off the lights and went to sleep.

Soon, he fell asleep.

…

"Crackle, crackle--"

"Crackle, crackle, crackle--"

Du Han heard a terrifying grinding sound in his sleep and broke out in a cold sweat.

In his dream, he dreamed of a female ghost in red chasing him.

He ran away frantically in his dream, but the ghost chased him closely, getting closer and closer to him.

When he was desperate, Du Han saw the anti-theft door of his home, and was overjoyed. He took out the key, opened the door, and went in, hiding in his room.

However, the ghost soon caught up with him and blocked him in the door.

He had no way to escape now!

He couldn't escape and hid in the corner of the room, shivering. The ghost smiled grimly and approached him step by step. She creaked in her mouth and soon pressed him to the ground.

Du Han was a little awake at this time. He struggled desperately and tried to push the ghost away, but he couldn't move even a finger. He felt that his body was not his own.

Slowly, Du Han opened his eyes. He looked at the dark wooden board, still in shock. He had realized that what he had just done was just a dream.

But he still couldn't move.

Ghost pressing the bed!

This word suddenly came to Du Han's mind.

"Crunch, crunch--"

"Crunch, crunch--"

Suddenly, there was a continuous grinding sound under Du Han's feet.

Du Han suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave. He remembered that the female ghost in his dream was also grinding her teeth, and her grinding sound was exactly the same as this one!

Could it be that the female ghost in the dream appeared!

Du Han's teeth were chattering with fear. He stood up and wanted to escape, but now he was still in a state of sleep paralysis, and it was difficult for him to even turn his head.

Du Han was filled with despair, but after a while, he suddenly remembered that he was not afraid of anything, wasn't Lao Qin under his feet!

Lao Qin doesn't sleep well and has always had a bad habit of grinding his teeth. After listening to it for two years, they are used to hearing it. Sometimes they are not used to hearing it.

Du Han's tension eased a bit, but his back was still stiff. Reason told him that this was Lao Qin, but after having such a terrible dream, he couldn't help but replace Lao Qin with the female ghost, even though he knew in his heart that the female ghost's teeth grinding he heard in the dream should be Lao Qin's teeth grinding again due to illness. .

After a while, Du Han was finally able to move. He lifted up the two quilts covering his body, and he probably knew why he was suffocated in his dream.

At this time, there was still the sound of grinding teeth under his feet.

Du Han felt uncomfortable and panicked, and wanted to wake up Lao Qin and tell him to stop grinding.

But he stopped when he heard Deng Fei's snoring. Deng Fei had cat ears and was particularly sensitive to human sounds, and it was difficult to fall back asleep once he was woken up. It doesn't matter if he calls Lao Qin, if he wakes up Deng Fei, this guy will have to fight him desperately.

Du Han sighed, leaned his back against the wall, took out his mobile phone and scrolled for a while, but still felt that Lao Qin's teeth grinding was too penetrating.

We played until two o'clock in the morning. The sky outside was as dark as ink, and it was still very early before dawn.

At this time, Du Han finally felt a little sleepy, and the shadow brought by the female ghost in red was gone. The most important thing is that Lao Qin finally stopped grinding his teeth and the dormitory became quiet again.

Du Han planned to lie down and continue sleeping, but the urge to urinate came over him, making him toss and turn and unable to sleep.

After the sound of rushing water, Du Han felt extremely comfortable and felt that he would be able to sleep until dawn when he went back.

While flushing, he heard footsteps coming from outside the door, so he whispered through the toilet door: "Old Qin, are you going to the toilet too?"

"..."

There was no answer at the door.

Du Han didn't care either. He knew that Lao Qin also knew about Deng Fei's bad habits and didn't want to wake him up and cause trouble.

He casually put on his pants and raised his hand to open the door, but as soon as he put his hand on the doorknob, Du Han was stunned.

A chill climbed from his tailbone to his neck, and he suddenly remembered Deng Fei's words during the day.

"No, Deng Fei and I are the only ones in the dormitory! Where did Lao Qin come from?"

"Didn't he go home?"

"...Why? How could I forget!"

Du Han's face immediately turned extremely gray. He remembered the post he had read during the day. The first one in the post was a ghost who crawled into the quilt, and the second one was a ghost who disguised himself as the protagonist's roommate and killed people.

"That post is true!"

At this time, Du Han was extremely sure that the old Qin outside the door was a ghost! The protagonist in the story also lost a memory. That 'Old Qin' must have manipulated his memory, otherwise he wouldn't have remembered it now!

In this case, the sound of grinding teeth just now...

Thinking of the teeth-grinding female ghost in his dream, Du Han's legs softened and he almost fell to the ground.

Du Han plucked up the courage to shine the fluorescent light of his cell phone on the toilet glass, but was horrified to find a blurry figure stuck to the glass.

Du Han was so frightened that his two legs trembled, and he rolled and crawled away from the door. He huddled in the corner of the toilet and did not dare to move.

Wow——

Wow——

There was a sudden sound of flushing water upstairs, which startled Du Han.

Looking at the door again, the figure has been sticking to the glass with no intention of leaving.

Du Han gritted his teeth, thinking that he couldn't do this. He was afraid that 'Old Qin' would rush in, so he gently picked up the iron dustpan placed in the corner. If the ghost dared to come in, he would give it a blow with the dustpan.

Du Han squatted in the toilet for a long time, and his feet were numb.

On a cold winter night, he was wearing thin sleeping clothes and shivering with cold. Du Han suspected that he would freeze to death if he stayed like this any longer, but he did not dare to go out because 'Old Qin' was still standing at the door. If he went out, he would definitely be caught.

However, the distant water could not save the nearby fire. He was afraid that before Deng Fei could save him, 'Old Qin' would hear the noise and break into the toilet.

In fear, Du Han did not dare to do anything. He could only squat in the corner and wait for the dawn that was still far away.

"..."

what time is it?

I don't know how long I had been squatting. Being tired and cold, Du Han folded his arms and shivered, completely forgetting the time.

He looked down at the time on his phone. It was just 4 o'clock, still early before dawn.

He cursed secretly, closed the phone and continued squatting. He stared at the glass warily, but was shocked to find that the figure on it was gone!

The ghost is finally gone?

Du Han couldn't believe it. He knew the tricks of horror movies, but he still wanted to get out.

Because he was already extremely cold. If he didn't go out, his fever would be mild and might turn into pneumonia.

He wiped his nose, put his cell phone on the windowsill, and walked to the door with a dustpan in his hand.

He carefully looked through the glass and found no one outside.

It must have left, right?

Du Han raised his heart to his throat and opened the door. Fortunately, the ghost was not guarding the door. It seemed to have left long ago.

Phew, the rest of the life after the disaster.

Du Han's heart dropped to his stomach. He relaxed his hand holding the dustpan slightly and walked towards the sink. He wanted to put down the dustpan and pack these things tomorrow.

Du Han put the dustpan on the sink, exhaled and turned to leave.

However, as soon as he turned around, he felt someone tap his shoulder.

A chill came over me.

Du Han turned his head stiffly, and what he saw was...