"Xiaochen! What's wrong? What's wrong? Mom was just cooking. Is your illness getting worse? Lao Shi, come quickly! My son rushed into the bathroom and the sound of the door slamming was not normal!"
The master bedroom door opened, and the sound of slippers clacking could be heard. Jiang Dashi apologized to the client and hung up the phone: "Wife, what's wrong?!"
"Hurry up, this kid has been acting weird since he woke up. He rushed into the bathroom, locked the door, and refused to say a word."
Two figures came to the bathroom door anxiously. The woman knocked on the door gently at first, but when she got no response, she began to increase her strength.
The man was yelling, "Jiang Chen! Come out here, man! You're dying after having nightmares for a few days! What the hell are you doing?"
"Alright, Lao Shi, who told you to scold the child? Xiaochen, stop it, you're driving your mother crazy..."
Listening to the two people's worries and concerns about him, it was a relatively heartwarming scene, but Jiang Chen, who was separated by a door, could not feel any warmth at all.
Through the frosted bathroom door, he could clearly see his mother's head hanging on her neck, shaking as if her bones were broken. Her father's face was covered in blood and his clothes were stained red.
These are not my parents, they are two dead people!
The clapping sounds became louder and louder, and the conversation between the two people, which was originally logically normal, gradually took on a strange tone.
"Xiaochen, it's really not safe in the bathroom. Come out quickly! If you don't come out, we'll come in!"
"Don't struggle, Mom can't let you go. Mom must keep you by her side to feel at ease..."
Jiang Chen felt like he was getting goosebumps. He quickly searched in the storage room on the left side of the toilet and finally took out a black iron hammer.
It looks very heavy and emits a faint glow, but in fact it is just a prop hammer, which may have been discarded by a crew because it is too light, just like an empty shell, and it is made of plastic.
"It's still there, it's still there!" Jiang Chen seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw.
But in fact, this thing is also another source of terror. The reason why he was always sure that his dream was true was because when he picked up the hammer, he witnessed a supernatural event with his own eyes!
That night, when he finished cleaning the hammer in the sink and raised his head, the person in the mirror didn't even have time to look up.
In the brief thought just now, he had already figured it out. If he really encountered a dirty thing, it would be useless to escape from home. Only dirty things can deal with dirty things. He rushed into the toilet because he wanted to use the other self in the mirror to deal with the weird mother.
Holding the hammer and facing the mirror, Jiang Chen began to make all kinds of strange expressions: grins, grimaces, and even forced himself to say hello, "Hello, my shadow, are you there? Come out for some fresh air?"
I don't know why, but this time the person in the mirror didn't respond at all.
However, in his repeated attempts, Jiang Chen discovered that he looked inexplicably fierce when holding the sledgehammer. He was obviously a well-known harmless, handsome and warm man.
At this moment, there was a "bang" and the door was smashed open by my mother.
It seemed that after the two of them broke open the door, they had not had time to hide their current appearance, so what appeared in front of Jiang Chen was a mother with her head drooped more than 90 degrees, and a mother with cuts all over her face.
They approached him while speaking worried words, their expressions filled with indescribable gloom.
"Xiaochen, come with us quickly. Time is running out. Mom and Dad are going on a long trip soon and they are worried about us without you."
"Xiaochen, we are so sorry for you. Come with us and we will definitely treat you better in the future!"
Jiang Chen was so frightened that his face turned grim in an instant. He felt cold from head to toe. He opened his mouth to scream, but no sound came out.
The "ghost" in the mirror did not appear, and his imagined plan of driving away the wolf and swallowing the tiger failed.
Continuously retreating, he was forced into a corner.
The two men's faces became more and more sinister. They wore miserable smiles and made strange "hehehe" sounds as they pounced towards Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen could only swing the "prop hammer" in his hand randomly, but when he smashed it out, there was a sound of skull breaking.
He looked at his "father" who was covering his head in agony, and the blood gushing out of his body, and a sense of déjà vu came over him.
Not sure if he was crazy or completely pushed to the brink of collapse, but Jiang Chen suddenly laughed.
"Even a ghost can scream!"
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