After dinner, I returned to the dormitory at almost eight o'clock in the evening. After sleeping for a day, I felt inexplicably sleepy. Of course, I had too much sleep. I charged my phone and then welcomed the most boring and relaxing moment of the day.

"Brother, come and support me, okay!" I said to my jungler in a pleading tone.

My jungler seemed to be planning to give up on me and turn to help other roads. Because of this reason, my fate was destined. Once, twice, three times, I was killed solely three times in a row, and I fell into a state of collapse along the way.

As a brother in the dormitory, if I don’t come to help me at this time, my mentality will be gone. For this reason, my jungler finally came to help me once.

I looked weak and tried to let the opponent cross the tower and kill me, living up to everyone's expectations, and the opponent did cross the tower and my jungler rushed over. Then, double kill! There was no suspense.

"Wow!" With my teammate's voice, "Wow"! My mentality also announced that I was jumping.

"Brother Yu! You are so naughty!"

Yes, it’s my food! I’m sorry to the people, I’m sorry to the country, I’m sorry to the heaven, I’m sorry to the earth.

Just when I gave a profound self-speaking and self-criticism, I found that it seemed like the power outage in the dormitory again.

Lao Wan was stunned at first and then there was a rhythm of bursting. Unscrupulous dormitory management, you can return my electricity! For Lao Wan, you can have nothing, but you can't have no electricity. Just in time, you are in a crash, and you are in a bad mood, and the power is off at this time. Isn't this adding fuel to the fire?

Just as Lao Wan was about to continue to warm wine and kill the dormitory tube, we found that there was no electricity on the entire floor. The same was true outside the dormitory. Even the street lights were turned off.

"Repair the circuit? Start repairing the circuit at 8 o'clock in the evening, be crazy!" Lao Wan, who rushed back from the dormitory station, said angrily.

Since I am destined to be unable to play games at night, it is better to lie in bed and rest early. This is what I summarized after I came to this university. Of course, it is limited to our school and our dormitory. After all, who has heard of the power outages in universities every day?

Lying on the bed, I couldn't sleep. This made me think about the dream I had during the day. In the dream, I turned into a mouse and was run away by a fox. Whatever I thought was absurd.

But after thinking about it, I still think this dream is quite real. The dreams I have had since I was a child and I forgot it in a short while. But this time, this dream seemed to be something I had experienced personally.

When I lay down so early, no one could sleep, so I simply told my roommate about the dream I had. I had a bed and bed meeting!

"Brother Yu! You're so damn you!" Lao Wan said to me after hearing what I said!

"Take you down, what the hell is going to put on the bed? I have watched "The Curse" too much." I said to Lao Wan in anger.

"This is not the key! The key is why you become a mouse!" Zhao Yuan said.

Listening to what Zhao Yuan said, I really wanted to slap it on my face! But when I think about it carefully, it seems that the same is true. Why did I become a mouse and be taken away by a fox?

"Actually, Brother Yu. Sometimes you really can't explain this thing." Lao Wan took the sentence.

“How to say it?”

"When I was a child, I didn't remember how old I was. But I remember this very clearly. It was our neighbor who did the funeral business, and his father died. If he wanted to say that his father was actually quite pitiful. He usually likes to tease us children and would give us any delicious food to eat. But our neighbor is not very nice to his father! You also know that when he gets old, he is easy to get dirty and smelly. This neighbor dislikes his father and ignores him. When he thinks about giving him a meal, he can only be hungry. We neighbors have

I can give the old man some food. But after all, they are just a family and other neighbors, so what can the old man say? In this way, he was probably tired of living and went there! The funeral was very glorious! What did you say? The broken house and window were broken before his death, and the scenery was so beautiful after his death. Was that the saying? Then two days I dreamed that the old man kept pulling his son's legs. He was young at that time and didn't know anything. Later on the day of the funeral, you said that the rope of the coffin broke and hit his son's legs. It was broken."

"That's a coincidence!" I turned my head and said after hearing what Lao Wan said.

"No, that's such a coincidence! I happened to dream of it and hit him on the leg?" Lao Wan said.

Zhao Yuan: "Brother, how old were you at that time! Could it be that someone broke the scene you subconsciously repaired later, right?"

Lao Wan: "It must not be! I remember it is true."

When I heard them say this, I remembered something that happened in my hometown.

"Lao Wan! Yuaner! Speaking of this, there is one thing I have happened to us."

When Lao Wan and Zhao Yuan heard this, they were also interested and signaled me to continue.

"We have a gas station there, which happened on July 15th, which is what happened on the Zhongyuan Festival. That night, the entire gas station was only one working, not a big gas station. And that day happened to Zhongyuan Festival, so no one came to cheer in the middle of the night! So, this person only had to wait a moment, and then sleep for a night, and then someone came to cheer in the air. But when he was about to go to bed, someone came to cheer in! The man was wrapped tightly, and his eyes were exposed. He started working at the gas station at first.

The man thought it was a thief who came! After all, the news reported similar things. But the man who came seemed to be just refueling. ‘How much fuel should you add?’ The staff asked, but the person on the other side had no response. He just kept holding a hundred yuan bill. ‘Add one hundred?’ This time the man finally had a little reaction and nodded slowly. After the staff added 100 yuan of oil, the man entered the car, but the man walked very strangely, just like, just like that."

"It seems like something!" Lao Wan asked.

"It seems like he was floating away! The staff member seemed to have noticed this. When he thought that today is the Zhongyuan Festival, he was frightened and sweated. He would not encounter anything unclean, right? He rubbed his eyes and wanted to look carefully, but when he recovered, he found that the man had driven away. Since the man left, no one came to the gas station for a night. But when he woke up the next morning, the staff member found the bill he received last night. It had turned into a ghost currency!"

"That's over? I guess I'm using fake money to cheer up?" Zhao Yuan said to me.

"Listen to me! When the staff member saw this dark money, his hair stood up. He quickly went to check the surveillance camera. Only that person came to refuel last night. He first appeared in the surveillance camera, but it was strange that he did not seem to feel any abnormality in the surveillance camera. At this moment, where was the living person who asked him to refuel in front of him? Isn't that a paper man? And that car is also paper-paste, but when he put the oil in, no drop of oil dripped from the ground. Then, the strangest scene came. When he took the dark money handed over by the paper man, he smiled at the surveillance camera. It was a particularly weird smile, and he felt like he was smiling but not smiling. The staff member fainted directly. Then he got a serious illness. Then my story was finished."

"Is it true? Why are you talking so lingering?"

"It's true! That gas station is right there with us! And the surveillance camera also took a photo of the paper man, how did he fake it?" I retorted.

"Who knows the truth or falsehood of this kind of thing? It's not something I experienced personally. If you want to say this kind of thing, there are such statements in our building. Do you know why there are so few dormitories on our third floor?" Lao Wan said mysteriously.

I remembered what Lao Wan said. There were only a few dormitories in our dormitory building on the third floor. On other floors, we were originally dormitories, but there were only walls on our floor. At first I didn’t pay attention to this at all. But it felt strange to think about it carefully.

"Tell me!" Anyway, there is nothing to do when the power is out, so you can listen to the story!

"You know too! Our school used to be a technical secondary school, but later we were promoted. You can imagine how messy the technical secondary school is. A group of people don't study all day long, and they always fight if they have anything to do. Anyway, our school was quite messy before."

This has been heard. Our school used to be a technical secondary school, but I don’t know how to get promoted after that.

Lao Wan paused and continued, "It would be fine if it was just like this. Our dormitory building was the old building in the past. Since the school advanced to undergraduate degree, there have been more people in this trick. Although many new buildings have been built, more of them are still old buildings. Our building is just one of the old buildings in the past. There seems to be a murder in the third floor of this building. It is said that two students actually chopped up with machetes in order to steal a girl, and it was in the dormitory of our building. It is said that a total of five people died. That scene, tsk. And those few

People died in those dormitories. Later, the school didn't know how much the price it cost, but it was suppressed. But there was no way to live in this dormitories. Because people who moved in could always hear the sound of chopping people and screaming. Later, the school seemed to have hired a master to do a method, and then used cement to fill the dormitories before giving up. At that time, the school was about to go to the base, otherwise I guess the school wouldn't have taken such a lot of effort." After Lao Wan finished speaking, she lit a cigarette and started smoking on her own.

His uncle said this in the middle of the night. It would be fine if he told other stories. On this level, five people were killed. No matter whether they were true or false, it felt unlucky enough!

I originally wanted to talk to them, but my stomach suddenly hurt.

After talking to them, I left the dormitory alone.
Chapter completed!