Rainy night weird talk

On a summer evening, the sky suddenly started to rain, and Yang foraging in panic walked into a dilapidated temple halfway up the mountain.

The temple's lobby idol has collapsed most of the time, Yang sought a hastily made bow, and casually found a corner to sit down. At this time the phone suddenly rang, is a text message, and the number is a long string of numbers.

SMS is a story, the name of the story is called "rainy night to talk about ghosts", the content is: heavy rain in the evening, three people of unknown origin met at a deserted temple. It is rumored that tonight is a rare night of seven stars in a row for a hundred years, and this broken temple will appear as a treasure of great value. According to the legend, only a ghost story can draw the treasure out, the more frightening the better, so they discussed each of them telling a ghost story ......

This is where the story ends.

The night is getting deeper and deeper, but the rain has not abated in the slightest trend, Yang Forge felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and finally drifted off to sleep. I don't know how long it took, Yang was awakened by a sound, she squinted and looked around, but found a fire in front of her, and three people sitting around, two women and a man, listening to the tone of voice should be the same as their hiking on the way to meet the rain.

The woman wearing black-rimmed glasses is called Liang Xiaoxiao, is a company director, Yang foraging always feels that her face pale a little scary. The man who hid his face under the hood was Zhang Sheng, a freelance worker, who still used a coat to wrap his entire body tightly in the middle of summer. The last woman named Du Zuan, although not as beautiful as Yang Forge, also said, that there are many freckles on her face, and she claimed to be a hospital doctor.

Liang Xiaoxiao ruffled the fire: "I'm afraid the rain will not stop for a while, anyway, it is boring, why do we each tell a ghost story to pass the time." The other two agreed. Yang thought that since they didn't find themselves, they might as well pretend to be asleep and listen to it by the way.

Liang smiled and said, "I'll start with the idea I came up with, and the story I'm going to tell is called 'The Soup'." A strange smile appeared on her miserable white face, and a bad chill ran through Yang Forge's heart in the corner.

This is the story of my personal experience.

That year I was thirty-two years old, am a small company's director. Our company is to do electronic products, the assembly line employees are mostly girls under twenty years old. They dropped out of school early and entered society, without a skill, they had to come to a small factory like ours to sell their labor. The factory is far from the city, and whenever there is no order, the group of vigorous girls have nothing to do, for this reason, I bought a batch of poor quality sports equipment to let them pass the time, and sports equipment on the dormitory floor in the miscellaneous room.

One morning at dawn, the girl Ling came to me in a panic, saying that last night when she came to return the volleyball, she found the light in the utility room was on, and when she knocked on the door, the light inside went out. That's when she smelled a special aroma, and at that time she just felt particularly hungry, and she didn't remember anything after that. This morning she found herself sleeping in the warehouse with a splitting headache. I was so shocked that I had to tell her about the incident that happened two years ago after she asked me so hard about it.

Two years ago the head of this company was a suave man who seduced a new girl and quickly dumped her again. By the way, that girl was also named Ling, who couldn't take the blow and hanged herself in the utility room where they first had sex. Since then, this utility room will always be lit up at night and will give off an inexplicable fragrance, some people say it is A Ling's favorite in life but never had the money to buy Lancôme perfume smell ......

I have not finished telling my story, the Ling in front of me has run without a trace. I looked at her distant back and smiled.

That night, I went to the utility room and closed the door, lit the lights, and began the work that was interrupted by A Ling last night. I dragged out a corpse, the body of a young girl, and I remembered clearly how sweetly she had smiled in front of me yesterday evening, her young, healthy flesh making me drool with envy. I set up a large iron pot, filled with a special potion, and put this young corpse in it. The soup soon boiled, and a special smell of meat immediately overflowed the entire miscellaneous room.

I have been infected with a disease since I was a child, I don't know why, my skin is aging especially fast, just turned ten years old my face is full of wrinkles. My parents went around to seek medical help, finally in the hands of a wandering Taoist high price to buy a secret recipe, the young and beautiful woman into a special potion to cook, as long as I drink the broth cooked, the skin can become delicate and smooth, the younger and more beautiful the woman used to cook the soup, the more fragrant and effective the soup. The reason why I bought this factory is that there are a lot of materials for boiling soup here.