The Strongest Terror System

Although her husband was sleeping beside her, the woman was still very panicked, as if there was some kind of man-eating beast hidden in this dark home.

The woman closed her eyes and tried her best to put herself to sleep, but she failed for a long time. Instead, her husband's snoring became louder and louder.

The woman's name is He Shuying, 29 years old this year, working in human resources in a company. As for his husband Feng Xiang, he is the supervisor of a clothing company and spends at least half of the month on business trips abroad.

Although the two of them get together less and leave more, their relationship is still well maintained. Perhaps it is also in line with the old saying that a small part is better than a newlywed, so there are few quarrels.

But in the past two days, the two of them are not in a good mood. His husband is because of work, and she is because of the strange noises that often appear in the kitchen at midnight.

The reason why I use "strange" to describe it is because the voice is always changing.

Sometimes it sounds like a kitchen knife is chopping a cutting board, and sometimes it sounds like someone pacing back and forth in the kitchen.

In short, she just felt that as long as it was midnight, the kitchen would become very gloomy, like a ghost, and strange noises would emerge endlessly.

But the strange thing is that this kind of strange sound from the kitchen seemed like only she could hear it. Several times she forced Feng Xiang to wake up when she was asleep, but Feng Xiang didn't hear anything.

She even took Feng Xiang to the kitchen to have a look, but also found nothing.

So Feng Xiang didn't care about the strange noises she said, ghosts in the kitchen, etc., but felt that she was a little nervous.

After He Shuying stared at the ceiling with her eyes open for a while, she gradually fell asleep. She just closed her eyes when she heard the sound of "bar" from the gas stove being turned on from the kitchen outside.

Then, there was another series of "crackling" sounds of something being put into the pot.

"Husband! Husband! Wake up!"

He Shuying heard it really, and she was so scared that she was sweating coldly, and she was busy and pushed Feng Xiang hard.

"What are you doing!"

Feng Xiang was pushed up abruptly by He Shuying, and immediately said unhappily.

"Someone's in our kitchen! I'm sure!"

He Shuying opened her eyes in horror and said sharply to Feng Xiang.

"Who is free? I went to our kitchen in the middle of the night. Didn't I watch it with you before? There is nothing in the kitchen. Are you really suffering from mental weakness? "

He Shuying didn't speak, but just dragged Feng Xiang out of bed. Feng Xiang couldn't stand it and had to compromise. As a result, when he came to the kitchen, he found nothing unusual at all.

"Look, I didn't say anything. Okay, go back to bed quickly, I have to get up early tomorrow."

After Feng Xiang finished speaking impatiently, he yawned and went back to bed with He Shuying.

After a while, the snoring sounded again.

However, just as Feng Xiang fell asleep, He Shuying suddenly sat up again, because she heard a series of strange noises coming from the kitchen again.

It was still the sound of the gas stove turning on, and the crackling sound of frying.

Someone is in the kitchen... no!

It's a ghost! There must be ghosts in the kitchen!

He Shuying thought in fear, she still wanted to call Feng Xiang up, but remembered that every time she woke up Feng Xiang, those strange noises would disappear, so this time, after a brief hesitation, she got out of bed with chattering teeth. After getting down, he walked to the bedroom door with bare feet.

The bedroom door was tightly closed, He Shuying opened the lock, and then opened the door to a gap without making any sound.

Then, through the gap above, she looked towards the kitchen facing the bedroom.

Then I saw a dim red light flashing in the dark kitchen. A woman covered in blood was in the kitchen of her house, and she didn't know what to cook.

At this moment, the woman suddenly turned her face to her as if she had noticed something.

It was a face full of ferocious knife cuts, and what made the scalp numb even more was the woman's mouth. Her mouth was completely sewn together by iron wire!

"Ghost...Ghost!!"

He Shuying screamed in fear, and then she rolled her eyes and was so frightened that she fainted.

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"Wake up, you'll be late if you don't get up!"

When Xia Feng was dreaming, he was abruptly called out by Dong Jie.

"It's a rare dream."

Xia Feng was still a little sleepy and yawned, apparently because he drank too much yesterday, he lifted the quilt and sat up, but immediately wrapped the quilt around him again.

"Why are there only pants left on me! Who took off my pants?"

"You drank too much yesterday, and I couldn't wake you up, so I took it off for you. Don't you have a pair of underwear?"

Compared with Xia Feng's panic, Dong Jie couldn't see anything. Seeing this, Xia Feng was no longer afraid of being embarrassed. He threw the quilt on the sofa, wearing only a pair of very tight underwear, and ran to the toilet. .

"Hurry up and wash up, I'll be waiting for you downstairs."

I don't know if I don't want to see Xia Feng walking around the house wearing underwear, Dong Jie said lightly, UU reading www. uukanshu.com went downstairs before him.

It wasn't until he heard the door slammed that Xia Feng ran out of the bathroom. Then he hurriedly put on his clothes and pants, and he kept muttering about the behavior of a woman like Dong Jie.

Went downstairs and got into the car. Dong Jie didn't speak, and Xia Feng didn't know what to say.

The two remained silent all the way until Xia Feng got off the car and left.

Because he didn't dawdle today, and Dong Jie was driving fast on the road, so he arrived at the class just after 7 o'clock.

No one in the class has come yet, only a few people are packing things.

"I thought I was late, but it turned out to be early. It seems that I have to set a fixed time in the future, so Dong Jie can't call me again."

Xia Feng made up his mind to set the alarm clock every day in the future. After all, he is such an old man, and it would be unreasonable to be called by Dong Jie like a child every day.

What's more, if he sets his own alarm clock, he can sleep a little longer.

Looking at the clean desktop for a while, Xia Feng suddenly remembered that today is the day his new book will be on the shelves.

He took out his mobile phone and went to the author's backstage to take a look, and sure enough, he found that the editor in charge had opened the function of VIP chapters for him.

It stands to reason that he should have posted a chapter immediately after 12 o'clock last night, but he forgot about it because he drank too much.

So if you want to pass the VIP chapter, you can only wait for him to go back in the evening. After all, his manuscripts are all in the notebook at home. Even if I go to the Internet cafe at noon, I can't pass it.

After thinking about the new book, Xia Feng then remembered the system in his head. Today is the first day of September, so the system should have released material tasks again.

The result was just as he thought, the material tasks for this month have also been updated.