After making a wish, financial freedom

Chapter 160 It's Cool

When the uncle told ghost stories, it was like a different person.

He looked very amiable before, and he was a little cautious after getting into the luxury car, but after he was immersed in the atmosphere of the ghost story, whether it was his expression or his voice, there was a feeling that people couldn't help but hang up.

His voice was cadenced, suspenseful, and the atmosphere was well rendered, and Li Zhuo felt a sense of gratitude in his heart——

Fortunately, it is broad daylight and the sun is shining brightly. If I listen to it at night...

"Don't Paint My Face" tells such a story——

Liang Ze is a sophomore student at the Gucheng Academy of Fine Arts. His painting skills are excellent, and he often forgets to sleep and eat to paint.

On this day, he went to the classroom 403 on the fourth floor of the top floor. This classroom has been dusty for a long time, and the door is locked, but only he knows the secret that the lock will be opened as soon as it is pulled out.

He went in and concentrated on painting. When he was tired, he fell asleep on the table.

He slept for a long time before waking up. Seeing that the door was open, he went to have a look, and suddenly saw a girl sitting in the corner with her back to him.

The girl begged him to draw a portrait of her, but the girl had one condition, please don't draw my face.

Liang Ze agreed, and began to draw on this superb figure.

Afterwards, he continued to draw several pictures of the girl, but he never saw the girl's face from the beginning to the end.

This is really a pity, Liang Ze always felt that it was not perfect, so he couldn't help drawing a portrait with a cute smiling face based on his own imagination.

But he promised the girl not to paint her face, and now he broke the promise.

The girl who was painted was angry, and she slowly raised her face.

Liang Ze saw that this face was exactly the same as the one he drew.

He looked down at his portrait, then up at the face.

Oh my god, it was a piece of rotten flesh dripping with blood. He ran to the corridor in a panic, and saw a girl going downstairs in front of him.

He asked her for help, but when the girl turned around, she saw the same woman's face dripping with blood.

……

Three years later, an old professor with only one arm came back to give lectures. It turned out that decades ago, a pair of twin sisters volunteered to make human body statues so that students could learn to paint.But it is stipulated that their faces cannot be painted, because once it is spread out, the influence will be bad.

But one student couldn't help but draw it out of curiosity, and accidentally leaked it out. The twin sisters couldn't resist the pressure of the world, and both disfigured and committed suicide. arm old professor.

……

After Li Zhuo heard this story, even on a hot summer day, he only felt creepy, and there seemed to be an eerie feeling under the sun.

Hiss, this feels right, all of a sudden, isn't that what ghost stories should be like?
Although Li Zhuo was frightened, he looked at the alligator and asked how it felt.

Alligator replied:

"The crocodile is scared to death. I'm shaking right now, and I don't even dare to go into the hole I dug."

It's called claustrophobia, because horror stories take place in claustrophobic spaces.

I don't know how it, a crocodile, was substituted into the horror story. Anyway, it thinks it's very good, and it just wants to listen to it.

That's it, Li Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he said to his uncle:

"The speech is so good, it's not much better than Zhang Zhen. I feel that Zhang Zhen is not worthy of music, and that's the level."

The uncle was very happy to be praised by him, and said modestly:
"I dare not take it for too much."

Li Zhuo went on to say:

"Is this okay? I'm also a lover of horror stories. Seeing Lie Xinxi, I will tell you whether an mcn organization will be established in the future. Now I want to hear you tell ghost stories. I want to invite you to tell for three days, and the fee for one day is 3000 yuan. If you need to continue in three days, do you think it will work?"

The uncle was overjoyed immediately, he had never made any money from this hobby.

"Okay, it's great to give so much!"

The uncle is very interested, 3000 yuan a day for a lecture, although the price is not as good as that of a university professor (5000 yuan for a lecture), but for him, it is a pie in the sky.

Li Zhuo first transferred 3000 yuan to the uncle.

The uncle ran home excitedly, probably to show off to his aunt.

A few minutes later, the uncle came back with a box of mineral water.

He was very excited, and then he began to tell all kinds of ghost stories full of emotion.

Among them, Zhang Zhen wrote the most, such as "Dumplings", "The Girl in the Opposite Building", "The Old Window in the Dissecting Room", "The Box", "The Last Train", "A Pair of Red Embroidered Shoes", "Red Mantou and Green Mantou". "...

"Red Mantou...Green Mantou...Red Mantou...Green Mantou...Red Mantou...Green Mantou...Student, do you want red Mantou or green Mantou?"

Secondly, there are short stories in some ghost novels, including some strange talks and anecdotes in "14 Years of Sly Hunter", "Maoshan Sly Hunter", "Eight-step Taoist", "No. 13 Minke Street" and so on.

"...

Lie.

From the back of the head, there was a slight cry, slightly cool, stroking the back of his head.

Jeff turned his head slowly in astonishment,

together under the bed,
sticking to my back,
First he saw a pair of legs, then down, he saw a face;

Do not,
All he saw was a pair of legs, and the face between them.

......"

In addition, he has dabbled in Yang Pai's Xixiang Ghost Story series, Qianqian and Xiaobei's "Spiritual Events Book", and Japanese folk ghost story series, etc.

This uncle is definitely a veteran horror story lover, and he has covered too much.

According to his reserves of decades, he can even speak for a month without repetition.

And once he got into the atmosphere of telling ghost stories, he became more and more excited about it, and soon forgot to eat or sleep.

Every time it was time for dinner, Li Zhuo had to force him to stop and eat.

But every time he eats, he finishes eating in a few minutes, and then looks at Li Zhuo who just took a few mouthfuls.

Those who speak are happy, and those who listen suffer.

Li Zhuo acted as an audience for several days, because he was not interested in this kind of horror stories, and now he listened to them continuously, only feeling that his heart was being hurt continuously.

Especially at night, I have to drive alone to the county town for accommodation. When driving on the road, I always feel that my neck is so fragile. Maybe there is a woman with bleeding from the mouth and nose sitting in the back seat, who will wrap her long hair around her at any time. Hold his neck.

That feeling is so sour.

Not only that, but he couldn't eat much, couldn't sleep well, and always had horrible dreams.

After three days, he directly lost three catties.

Therefore, it is a bit embarrassing to bite the bullet and be a listener of ghost stories...

As for the alligator, after listening to the ghost story for three days, if it was numb before, now it is directly stressed.

Li Zhuo fed it fish, but it didn't touch it. Except for the first day, it didn't eat anything for the next two days.

Li Zhuo saw that it was not good, so he stopped the ghost story and asked the alligator:
"I can't listen any longer. I feel like you're going to starve to death if this goes on. I've committed a great crime by then."

The alligator shook his legs and said:

"My numb symptoms are completely cured this time, I am shaking badly now, and I don't want to hear ghost stories anymore..., I feel alive now, and those beautiful female crocodiles are also good..."

This effect is awesome.

Li Zhuo asked it:

"So, let's call it a day? No more listening?"

"Yes, stop listening, so far, my wish has been 1000% fulfilled." Alligator said.

After Li Zhuo confirmed the alligator's wishes, he transferred the remaining 6000 yuan to the uncle, telling him to go home and sleep.

The uncle talked about it like this, and it took a lot of physical and mental effort.

He really couldn't hold it anymore at this time, and after collecting the money, he went home and fell asleep.

……

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(End of this chapter)