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I enjoyed that chef's cooking again tonight. It was fantastic. To think he could make lion's head meatballs taste so good, it was simply divine. The flavor was indescribable. That day I spent two days' worth of meal money on lion's head meatballs, and it was excellent. Truly excellent.

On the third day, the teachers in the department also noticed something was wrong, as Liu Jing hadn't been to class for several days. They reported the case to the school's police station.

In the afternoon, I was called over to put out cockroach bait in several cafeterias. I brought a few students with me. I chose the third cafeteria as the location because I wanted to talk to the chef there and tell him how delicious his food was.

I didn't see him, only the meat on the cutting board and the large cleaver. A bucket on the ground was full of meat. Suddenly, a ray of sunlight flashed, and a beam of light from the bucket shone directly into my eyes. I looked away. Bending down, I saw the thing in the bucket that had caught my eye—an earring, Liu Jing's earring.

I picked the earring out of the bucket. It was shiny. Very pretty. Suddenly, something popped into my head. I rushed to the refrigerator and opened the door.

Inside the refrigerator was Liu Jing's severed head. Her large, round eyes were fixed on me. Beneath her head was a piece of paper that read: "Braised Pig's Head."

---Bifengke

Reply [32]: Scary.

---yaojiefree

Reply [33]: Yeah, there's so much, I'll read it slowly.

---Don't come

Reply [34]: 3 Ghost-Summoning Games You Absolutely Should Never Play

Three Ghost-Summoning Games You Absolutely Should Never Play

According to the information found, the following are three games that should absolutely never be played to summon ghosts:

1. Mirror Ghost

Three girls and two boys find a room with a large mirror, positioned so that everyone can see each other. The boys should split up and form a circle, memorizing the mirror's location. They stand for a while, and as midnight approaches, they begin circling. One girl starts by blowing air onto the nape of the neck of the person in front of her, making sure not to make a loud noise, and so on.

Push, while walking in circles. When someone feels two breaths on their neck, they should say "Here it comes!" and turn their back to the mirror, while the other four look in the mirror together. What's extra?!

Important: Do not peek into the mirror during the activity. Whatever you see, do not run away. Everyone must say "Go!" and turn around together. Ideally, someone should lead by giving this command. If the leader is facing away from the mirror, everyone's fate is in their own hands. Some say they saw five people facing the mirror, others say six, some say there were people everywhere, and some say it wasn't even people... Those who haven't accurately described what they saw still exist.

2. Ghost at the entrance

Groups of 6-10 people, preferably with more girls, should be organized. Find a room away from the sun and enter after dark. Number everyone, ideally by drawing lots. Lights are allowed, both indoors and outdoors, but there shouldn't be too many people coming and going outside. Number 1 opens the door, goes out, closes it, silently counts to 10 facing the door, knocks three times, and then Number 2 opens the door to let Number 1 in, then goes out again and closes the door. This process continues. While opening and closing doors, those inside should remain quiet and not approach the door; a distance of about five steps is ideal. Finally, when someone opens a door for someone else, what is behind that person outside the door?

Important: If you see something behind someone outside the door, do not close the door, otherwise the person outside will be in mortal danger. After seeing the object, do not scatter; instead, blow air outwards together until the object is no longer visible. The person outside must not turn around, and the person opening the door must not leave the doorway. What is seen represents the sins owed by the person outside in their past life. If this appears, the person outside must protect and cherish that person or thing in this life to atone for their past sins.

3. Eating grain

For groups of 10 or fewer, half men and half women, steam a bowl of white rice (an old bowl is especially good), kill a rooster, and pour its blood into the rice until it reaches the rice level. The group forms a circle and walks around the rice, chanting or thinking: "Passing spirits, please come and eat this food; if you eat my food, please relieve my suffering." After a while, the chicken blood will overflow from the bowl. Immediately, spread white paper on the ground, and everyone turns their backs. One person asks a question—anything is acceptable. After hearing the bowl break, they can turn around and look at the contents of the paper. It is usually written in chicken blood.

Important: Do not turn back before the bowl breaks after asking a question; immediately burn the paper at a crossroads after reading its contents, and bury the bowl and grain deep in a shady place. Do not let others see the contents of the paper, and do not reveal its contents; no one else may peek at the contents of the paper.

It is said that the answer is on the paper, but there are also conditions, the worst being death within a few days. Generally, ghosts that eat your food won't make excessive demands, but they are also taking a risk, so if you don't comply or meet their conditions, things can get very complicated.

These three games are so simple to play but have caused so many accidents that no one dares to play them anymore. If anyone sees this and insists on trying them, their life or death is at the mercy of fate, and I bear no responsibility whatsoever.

---Bifengke

Reply [35]: Nonsense

---peakhappy

Reply [36]: Of course that's nonsense, otherwise I wouldn't be feeling cold all over right now! Enough chit-chat, next post!

Will you come with me to get some water?

Our school has three dormitory buildings for girls: Building 1, Building 2, and Building 3. Building 1 has seven floors, and we live on the third floor.

The sixth floor, the top floor containing props and costumes for opera performances...

The corridor was very, very long... so quiet you could hear your own breathing and heartbeat; I often didn't dare to speak loudly.

Breathing, afraid to hear the same breath. The four dim incandescent lamps cast a faint light; no one dared to venture out at night.

Even if it's just to get water or something else, I'll find someone to go with me or just wait until tomorrow.

I remember clearly that although it was already summer, it was already pitch black before four o'clock. Outside the window, rain was falling like hail.

The rain kept falling, and the cold wind seemed to be blowing from hell.

That very night, the wind shattered the bathroom window, shards of glass scattering all over the floor. Only our dormitory remained in the long corridor.

The lamp in front of the room was still lit, I thought.

"Luckily, the lights are still on in front of our door...hehe..."

That night, after practicing the piano, we returned to the dormitory. My good friend Tingting finished showering and wanted to go out to get some water, so she asked me to go with her.

We understood. Our footsteps echoed in the long, dimly lit corridor. Tingting walked ahead, carrying a basin of water, from...

The lights from the dorm room to the bathroom got dimmer and dimmer. I said:

"Slow down! It's so dark, don't slip!"

As we were walking towards the restroom, Tingting suddenly dropped the basin she was carrying, spilling water all over the floor.

I asked her, "What's wrong?"

She didn't speak, and for a fleeting moment I felt something strange, an inexplicable strangeness. She suddenly turned around, her expression blank.

Her face was deathly pale, devoid of any color. When I looked into her eyes, I could clearly see that she only had the whites of her eyes. I...

She was just trying to scare me, so I stared at her, thinking...

"Hmph, trying to scare me? Let's see how long you can last. I'll exhaust you..."

About two minutes passed, and her expression remained unchanged, her eyes didn't change, and she didn't even blink. That strange feeling...

Another wave of fear washed over me. I shivered, my heart pounding with increasing dread. I ran back to my dorm in one breath, shouting as I went:

"A ghost! There's a ghost! Oh my god..."

I desperately broke down the dorm room door and rushed in. They said indignantly at my actions:

"What are you yelling about? It sounds like a ghost wailing, it's awful! When did even yelling become so awful... Hah~~~~"

I said, "I've seen a ghost! A ghost! It's Tingting! She's changed..."

"What are you saying? When did you stop talking? Haha..." they said to me, laughing. I was terrified.

I should have argued with them earlier. I had just gotten back to bed when Tingting came into the room, and they started talking back and forth. I watched...

I glanced at her and she was still the same as before, I thought to myself...

Am I seeing things???

I'm still a little scared. I've noticed that only when we make eye contact does she not show the whites of her eyes. I don't want to look at her anymore, so I simply...

I'm going to sleep now. Tingting and I are sleeping head-to-head. In the middle of the night, I felt something sticky on my face. I slowly opened my eyes...

Before I could even see what was on my face, I felt something floating above my body. Ah!!! Tingting…

Her eyes, devoid of white, stared intently at me.

"My God, a ghost, a ghost, God..."

I shouted loudly with my eyes tightly closed, and everyone was awakened by my shouts, saying:

"What's wrong? You've been acting strange since last night. What happened? What triggered you?"

I said, "Ghosts! There are ghosts!!!"

Just as I was speaking, I opened my eyes... and realized that Tingting was still sleeping in her own bed—sleeping—sleeping. My heart...

I was terrified; I didn't sleep a wink all night and didn't dare open my eyes... Finally, morning arrived. I found the teacher and told him, "I want to change dorm rooms."

"...The teacher was so kind, she changed my dorm room. Every night after that, my old roommates would run into the same..."

matter......

In the end, only two people were left in the dorm: Tingting and Hu Yue. Later, Hu Yue told me that Tingting had asked her to stay with her that night.

The water was flowing, but she didn't want to go. Perhaps she was also afraid of what we would tell her, so she told Tingting:

"No, you go by yourself..."

She saw Tingting holding a basin of water, looking at her bed, and said to her:

"Come with me to get some water, come with me to get some water, come with me to get some water..."

His expression remained unchanged, his posture while carrying the water remained the same, and even his tone of voice didn't change. She became a little scared and went to the door to hide.

She opened the door halfway, but curiosity compelled her to turn and glance at Tingting. She saw Tingting still looking at her.