Ghost Chronicle in May

Duan Wuyang has never been interested in anything since he was a child. He will not actively participate in any activities. He is also quite passive in interpersonal communication. He has been in Z University for almost a year, and he still only remembers the names of the other five people in the dormitory. That's it, I can't even recognize the names of my classmates.

He was not very active in the class, and his appearance was just ordinary and not outstanding, so his sense of presence was quite low. When others mentioned his name, they had to think about who this person was for a long time.And Meng Jungui is the complete opposite of him.

Meng Jungui is not only outstanding in appearance, handsome and sunny, but also represented the college in the school's basketball game, participated in freshmen's art performances, and ran for the chairman of the student union. He is very popular, has many friends, and there are not a few girls who like him. There are even many girls who secretly named him the school grass of Z University...Of course, these are what Duan Wuyang heard from the other people in the dormitory. When they said it, their tone was extremely disdainful and envious.

In short, Meng Jungui is such a shining body that shines everywhere.

Duan Wuyang glanced at Meng Jungui who was surrounded by girls, and turned his head away.

The fourth child who was standing next to him was still whispering sourly: "Obviously he's just a jerk... Why do girls like jerks these days? I'm obviously more secure if I'm like this."

Duan Wuyang glanced at the fourth child's slightly protruding belly, noncommittal.

"Meng Jungui, Meng Jungui, this name is also weird, I really don't know what his parents think."

"Hey, by the way, I heard that his grades in the college entrance examination were more than 90 points higher than the first line. What kind of university is not good for this grade. What do you mean by being admitted to this poor school?" The fourth child said, He bumped Duan Wuyang's shoulder, and asked in a low voice, "It's fine if you get into this crappy school, why do you want to take such an unpopular major?"

The Z University Duan Wuyang and the others are in is just an ordinary second-tier college, a third-rate school that loses its tail among the second-tier universities, and their major is even more unpopular among the unpopular ones in Z University. adjusted.

Duan Wuyang shrugged, expressing that he did not know.

"For a scholarship? No way, judging by his attire, his family should be quite rich... Could it be that he came to Weibo for a private visit to experience the people's conditions?" The fourth child laughed.

They were talking nonsense on one side, while Meng Jungui on the other side started telling ghost stories.

He smiled slightly, and then slowly said: "About five years ago, in this school...a girl committed suicide because of a broken relationship, and from the rooftop of this building in this self-study classroom...she was in He committed suicide at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and died on the spot..."

"But because it happened to be on holiday for the Dragon Boat Festival at that time, and the place was very remote, no one found her body until three days later, but the strange thing is that there were no eyebrows on her body... According to the results of the autopsy, she She didn't fall to death, but was strangled to death by her own hair. When the forensic doctor dissected her body, it was found that her throat was full of her own hair..."

Several girls started screaming softly.

"After that, every Dragon Boat Festival, No. 505 of each dormitory building will receive a game disc with the words 'From Hell' on it, and everyone who touches this game disc will eventually die after five days ...The reason for their deaths is all because they were strangled to death by their hair, and when they died, the corpses had no eyebrows..."

"Curious people played that game CD and found that it was not a game at all, but a video. In the video, an ancient woman was thrushing her eyebrows in front of a mirror... And those who watched the video curiously, all of them will be in five Days later, they were strangled to death by their own hair, even boys, when they died, their hair grew like the long hair of those ancient women..."

The lights in the self-study classroom suddenly went out, and the whole classroom was plunged into darkness.

The girl who was already tense started to scream, and the sharp sound made Duan Wuyang's eardrums swell and hurt.

After about a minute, the lights in the self-study classroom were turned on again.

Only then did everyone realize that it was a few boys who pulled down the switch to match the atmosphere, and a few girls complained and responded with fists, and those naughty boys had to laugh and beg for mercy.

And the girl who was very cute before, acted like a baby to Meng Jungui: "I hate it, I won't be able to sleep tonight!"

Meng Jungui leaned on the podium in the self-study classroom and smiled slightly.

The fourth child next to Duan Wuyang complained in a low voice: "Hmph, it's just a copycat version of Sadako. Sadako combs her hair and thrushes her eyebrows. It doesn't sound scary at all. What are those girls screaming for?"

Duan Wuyang didn't answer, because his face was a little pale, and he still had some lingering fears.

Just now... the moment the lights in the self-study classroom were turned off, he clearly saw a long-haired woman lying there outside the window...

The woman had no eyebrows on her face.

She seemed to be quietly looking at these people in the self-study classroom.

However, the moment the light came on, the woman disappeared.

Duan Wuyang thought, maybe it was his eyesight or a passing girl.

But this girl... is too similar to the one in the ghost story Meng Jungui told, right?

"Fifth? Fifth?" Seeing Duan Wuyang's strange expression, the fourth hurriedly tugged at his sleeve, "You don't know how? Such a boring story can scare you like this?"

Duan Wuyang slowed down for a while, then shook his head: "It's okay, I just suddenly remembered that I haven't finished my homework..." Even if he said it, the fourth child probably wouldn't believe it... Even in this classroom, there are so many desires. People who are adventurous and adventurous will not believe his words.

The fourth child immediately took pleasure in his misfortune, "No wonder your little face turned pale with fright! Mediterranean Sea is one of the four famous exams in our department. If you dare not write his homework, you will just wait for the end of the semester to fail!"

At this moment, a pretty girl suddenly asked, "505? Why 505?"

The cute girl also answered and asked, "That's right, our dormitory is 505, will we also receive that game disc?"

Meng Jungui smiled slightly: "This is just a story..."

"However, it is said that the girl who committed suicide by jumping from the building lived in dormitory 505. As for why it was 505, I guess it was because the person who made up the story thought 5 was an evil number."

"Why is 5 an evil number?" The girl tilted her head and asked curiously, "Isn't it 4 or 13?" The homonym of 4 is dead, and it is regarded as an unlucky number. Many hotels and hospitals do not have the fourth floor, but 13 is the representative number of those who betrayed Jesus in the legend, and is regarded as a symbol of misfortune.

Meng Jungui raised his eyebrows and smiled, and said softly: "In ancient times, the ancients regarded May, when beasts and poisonous insects were active, as an evil month when demons and ghosts were rampant. According to the records in "Lu Shi Chunqiu": it is the moon, the sun is long, and the yin and yang Struggle, life and death. May, the evil month, the Dragon Boat Festival, May [-]th is the evil day in the evil month. Kemu, lost his wife and son, the lone star of the evil spirit, all his relatives are dead..."

"So in ancient times, in order to ward off evil spirits, the ancients changed the name of the Dragon Boat Festival to the Dragon Boat Festival, and every Dragon Boat Festival will ward off disasters and eliminate evil spirits to ensure peace, and children born on this day will either be abandoned or not raised. Or make sacrifices."

As soon as Meng Jungui finished speaking, the fourth child next to Duan Wuyang immediately shouted: "You are talking nonsense!"

The girls who were closer to him were taken aback, and they all snorted coldly at the fourth child: "If you don't know, don't yell! Jun Gui's words have a basis!"

The face of the fourth roar was a little red: "He is just talking nonsense! What a lone star! Isn't this cursing people indiscriminately!"

Meng Jungui paused, smiled apologetically at the fourth child and said, "I'm sorry, I'm just following what the book says. These don't represent my own opinions. I don't mean to curse people born on the Dragon Boat Festival."

The fourth child's face was still a little red, he snorted heavily, and wanted to say something, but Duan Wuyang who was beside him pulled his sleeve, and suddenly fell silent.

Duan Wuyang shook his head towards him, but said nothing.

The swollen face of the fourth child suddenly deflated like a punctured balloon.

Those girls were startled by the roar of the fourth child, and it took a long time to recover.

"What, just talking, as for the reaction so big..."

"That's right……"

"It really ruins the atmosphere! Jun Gui, let's leave him alone, let's continue with our ghost stories."

Meng Jungui smiled at them and said, "What else do you want to hear?"

……

Duan Wuyang looked at Meng Jungui who was smiling not far away, smiled and said: "What he said is actually not wrong."

The fourth child got anxious, tugged at his sleeve and said, "Don't talk nonsense, you are not a lone star."

Duan Wuyang smiled and shook his head.

Duan Wuyang was born on the day of the Dragon Boat Festival.

He was born at noon, and the sun was very strong at that time, so his parents named him Wuyang.

But when he was five years old, his parents died in a car accident.

His grandfather, who depended on him for life, also passed away when he was 15 years old.

Duan Wuyang still remembers that when he was five years old, his parents took him to the park to play, a fortune-teller Taoist who set up a stall there pointed at him and said: "Keep your father and your mother, lose your wife and son, the god of evil is the only star, and all six relatives are dead." ..." It was exactly what Meng Jungui said.

Of course his parents scoffed, and drove away the fortune teller as a fraud.

Before the tattered Taoist priest left, he looked at Duan Wuyang and sighed, "Sad, sad..."

Then Duan Wuyang spent the last birthday in his life with his parents in the park, and then on the way home for the family of three, their car collided with a van, and his parents died on the spot.

In this lively self-study classroom, Duan Wuyang suddenly felt a little dazed.

His eyes passed through the crowd, looking at the moon outside the window.

At this time, a long-haired woman was lying on the window, quietly looking into the classroom.

Duan Wuyang's eyes just met those of the long-haired woman, and he felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured from head to toe.

That woman has no eyebrows, and her eyes have no whites or eyeballs at all...

Only hair, very long hair, protruding from her eye sockets.

Duan Wuyang suddenly remembered belatedly...

This is the fifth floor.

The author has something to say: Finally, the atmosphere of the story begins!