The devil who talks at night in the dormitory

In the middle of the night, six people in the male dormitory of a university didn't sleep. They are telling ghost stories. Although these stories scared them all over, they couldn't help urging the next storyteller.

The next story is told by a little boy who looks ordinary. He is usually quiet and unsociable. I didn't expect him to listen to the ghost story of the last person and be interested tonight. He began to speak without waiting for a rush.

"I also tell a ghost story. The hero of the story is Wan Wan, and many people call him Wan Lao. He is a little fortune teller. If this profession is respected, it will make money quickly. Of course, some people say that he is a liar. He doesn't care. What did he cheat? He never asks fortune tellers for money, but only rewards, which is more or less than the prescribed price.

That night, Wan Lao was thinking about the Book of Changes when a woman came in with a child in her arms. She was pale and light-footed, and sat for a long time without saying a word.

Wan Lao looked at her and the child in her arms and asked calmly, "Does this lady want to name the child?" "

The woman shook her head and looked at the child in her arms, revealing a sad look.

"So what does this lady want to ask?" Wan Lao couldn't help frowning. He suddenly felt that he could not see through the woman in front of him. He can guess what he wants as long as he has had a conversation with the previous guests. Even if the other person doesn't talk, he can see five or six points, but he can't guess this woman at all.

"madam?" Wan Lao asked again, very lightly, as if afraid of scaring mother and son.

"I ... I want to ask Mr. Wang to save the child's life." The woman finally spoke, and the sadness in her voice soon infected Wan Lao.

"Me?" Wan Lao pointed to his nose and said wryly, "I'm not a doctor. How can I save your son? I advise you to take your child to see a doctor if he is really ill. "

"No ... he can't see a doctor." The woman said, lift the quilt to reveal the child's pale face. If it weren't for a pair of clever big eyes shaking back and forth, Wan Lao thought the child was dead. Ghost story: guidacctop.

"What happened to him?" Wan Lao asked curiously.

"He's cold." The woman said, taking out the child's hand, and gestured to Wan Lao to touch it. Wan Lao touched it and he quickly retracted his hand. It's really cold, like a piece of ice.

"Is he ill?" Wan Lao has no idea, just want the mother and son to leave their hut as soon as possible.

"Sir, please help him." The woman suddenly thrust the child into Wan Lao's arms, then leaned down and ran out.

"hey!" Wan Lao chased out, and the distance between the front and back feet, the woman actually disappeared. Wan Lao gave a tingle and woke up. The door was open and he fell asleep at his desk. He clearly remembers what happened just now. Is this dream telling him something? He picked up the divination board and wanted to do it himself.

Suddenly, the baby was crying, which scared him to throw away the six-pointed star bucket. Looking back, the baby was put on the chair behind him.

He was almost sitting on the ground in surprise. I thought, why is there a child here? So it wasn't a dream?

He got up the courage to go forward and touched the child's hand. It's very cold. He can't think of anything else He immediately found a quilt and covered it tightly on the child. The child kept crying as if he were hungry. There is no milk at home, so we have to get him some rice soup to drink. But he couldn't drink it at all. He vomited as much as he drank.

Wan Lao sighed and teased the child's face with his fingers. Who knows that the child suddenly bit his finger, and Wan Lao was shocked. When he pulled out his finger, he found that it was bitten by the sharp teeth of the little guy, and the child still had blood on his mouth. At this time, something even weirder happened. Wan Lao saw that the child stopped crying, but licked the blood on his lips and giggled. Baidu Search → Ghost Uncle

Wan Lao lived to be sixty years old and had never seen such a strange child. He trembled with fear, and his fear gradually expanded. He thought of a baby who grew up in his dead mother and became a monster like a human being because he absorbed too much yin.

He thought hard and picked up the baby to throw it away. But as soon as I got to the door, I was blocked by a woman. With long hair, she said hoarsely, "Are you going to throw him away? Do you know who caused him to become like this? "

Wan Lao shook his head. He thinks it's not him anyway. He didn't have any affair or anything bad.

"Because of you." The woman said sternly, "You know, my boyfriend and I disagree, so my boyfriend's family didn't say anything about our marriage, which eventually led to my being abandoned with a big belly." Do you think you caused this child? "

Wan Lao hung his head and said gloomily, "But I can't let this child live. He needs to drink blood. "

"I beg you, don't let him really become a dead man, so I will never forgive you." The woman froze and her eyes turned red instantly, which was horrible.

"good! Ok! " Wan Lao held the baby, thought about it, and finally put the injured finger in his mouth. The baby was smoking happily, and a red rhyme gradually appeared on his face. "At this point, the little boy smiled and said," My story is over! " "

"Finished? You didn't say what happened to this inhuman monster? " The boy who lives in the upper bunk of the little boy asked.

"Later, nothing unusual. Wan Lao feeds his baby his own blood every day, and the baby grows up, but the appetite is getting bigger and bigger. Wan Lao had to find some animal blood to fill his hunger, but animal blood could never fill his stomach. On a windy and dark night, he drained Wan Lao's blood and became an orphan. Now he has grown up. Although he still likes drinking blood, he has been able to control and try to make himself look like a person eating.

"ah! Will people living around him be in danger? " The boy in the upper berth interrupted him.

He said crossly, "No, at least you are safe now."

Five people in a room stopped talking because they thought of the little boy at the same time. His surname is Wan.

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