At first, in Yan Junze's opinion, the person in the photo turned around and it was just an ordinary weirdness, which should be formed by a weirdness in order to fulfill a certain obsession.

But after hearing Huang Chen talk about it, I didn’t expect that there have been so many strange cases in Shuntian City where the characters in the photos turned their heads, and even more than ten people died!

In this way, what happened to Xia Ruolan is not an isolated case.

Yan Junze did not hide it and said, "I happened to meet a friend today and told me about the photo she found on her phone turning, so I asked you."

"What's your friend's name?" Huang Chen asked, as if he was still looking down at the record.

"Xia Ruolan, a girl." Yan Junze said.

"Well, there is this person who called 4747 this morning." Huang Chen quickly found the report record.

"What are you going to do now?" Yan Junze asked. To be honest, he felt clueless about this matter.

The most important thing is that so far, only the photos have strange features, and the people in the photos are turning their heads themselves, and no third party appears, so it is impossible to know what form this weirdness exists and what purpose is.

In this case, even Yan Junze would have no choice.

But except for the Spirituals Team, it was obviously still known some information. Huang Chen said: "Of the 12 people who died after reporting the case, half of them died in sleep, and half died in accidents. Our investigation found that those who died in sleep had struggled violently before their deaths, but there were no traces of other people's existence near the bodies."

"In other words, no one may appear by the bed to kill them." Yan Junze said: "Are they killed in their sleep?"

This inference reminded him of the lantern girl Ning Ji.

If Xianger hadn't helped her last time, Yan Junze might have died in her sleep.

"It may be like this." Huang Chen continued: "The group of people who died in the accident all died of the same fatal injury..."

After talking to Huang Chen for a moment, he hung up the phone.

At night.

Yan Junze lay on the bed with his eyes open, and the lights on the bedside table were turned on to the lowest level, with only a light yellow light emitted.

Xiang'er was still standing tirelessly in front of the windowsill, staring into the distance.

Kuzai, who was sleeping on the floor, was completely speechless. Looking at the moving back, he reluctantly withdrew his gaze and turned to the quilt that had been sorted beside him. He still folded it intimately at one end of the corner of the quilt.

But now it seems that the folded quilt horn is like a cracked mouth, mocking yourself ruthlessly: You think beautifully, even if a girl stays up late every night, she will never sleep with you!!!

Kuzai clearly remembered that Xiang'er didn't sleep all night last night and was standing. She was running outside all day today. It was impossible to make up for the sleep outside. This is not scientific!

He was already weak, and he was excited on the first night, but he seemed to have expected the same ending again on the second night, so he quickly fell asleep in a daze.

Yan Junze thought about the conversation with Huang Chen just now, planning the best way to treat the weirdness of this photo, and picked up his phone to look at the photos sent to him by Xia Ruolan.

In the photo, Xia Ruolan's head is still facing the camera.

At one o'clock in the morning, outside Fenghua Community.

On the street opposite the gate of the community, the street lights with only shadows sprinkled dim lights to drive away the darkness, but this street still seems relatively dim.

Several strange figures of different shapes, either squatting, standing, or floating in the air, their eyes were staring at Fenghua Community, as if they had penetrated the walls and looked towards the Yan family, revealing an uncontrollable desire.

But starting from the guard room of Fenghua Community, an invisible barrier seemed to be established there. No strange man dared to come forward rashly, and they were just wandering nearby.

At this moment, the road opposite was close to the sewer fence on the street. A slight vibration and rustling sound came from the moment.

Soon, five rotten fingers passed through the gaps in the fence and grabbed the edge of the fence. All the nails on the fingers had fallen off, the skin was turned up, and thick water was flowing out.

The moment this hand appeared, other weird things immediately dispersed and retreated in horror.

The next second, a low moan came out, and the exposed five fingers and the terrifying monster in the sewer turned into a burst of black smoke and rushed out of the sewer.

The black smoke gathered on the street and quickly condensed together, turning into a man with rotten body, with his hands and feet, but it seemed to be broken, limping towards the gate of Fenghua Community.

After this terrifying and rotting monster appeared, the other monsters seemed to have seen the plague god, and hid far away, looking at this place in horror, and didn't dare to get close.

Black gas emerged from the rotten and weird body, and a greed and desire appeared on the same rotten face.

He stumbled to the entrance of the community, and then the invisible pressure he had been feeling surged out of the entrance of the community, approaching him frantically, as if a flood had instantly hit his whole body.

This strange paused slightly, but he raised his legs and stepped out, crossed the area parallel to the community security room, and entered the pressure area.

This is the first one that is so weird that it even enters Fenghua Community in such a long time.

At this time, the rotting and weird speed began to slow down, but he was still limping forward.

Soon, he finally walked into the community gate, but as he walked forward, the rotten flesh and blood on his body began to fall down continuously. He was struggling, but he showed persistence. He leaned on his rotten head and stared at the Yan family's floor.

At this moment, the rotten monster suddenly shook his whole body and stopped.

He lowered his head and looked at his rotten belly. After about two seconds, the wound on the belly was suddenly torn apart and a large amount of internal organs flowed out.

An old woman's head emerged from this belly, and then slowly emerged and hanged in front of the rotten and weird eyes.

There was a blood-red silk thread floating under the neck of the old woman's head, swinging slightly, extremely gorgeous.

And the moment her head drilled out, the rotten monster made an extremely miserable scream, but the moment the cry came out, it was immediately suppressed by a powerful and invisible force, which narrowed the range of the sound transmission between this inch, and no one could hear it.

The rotten and weird thing was right under the old lady's nose, rotting inch by inch, falling to the ground and turning into nothingness.

The old lady looked at all with a kind face and smile.

At this time, no stranger dared to stay outside the community, and they left one by one like running away.

At the same time, in the pipes in the underground garage, some black bugs appeared out of thin air on the headless body again, crawling on the surface of the body, ready to eat.

However, the two monster babies had been waiting by the side for a long time. The moment the black worm appeared, they immediately rushed forward and feasted, making a crunch.

...

It's night.

Xia Ruolan washed up early and smoked her head with a special mugwort bag, saying it would help her sleep, and then climbed into bed to prepare to fall asleep.

Her husband Deng Bing knew that his wife was in a state of uneasy and in poor spirits these two days, so she also accompanied her to sit on the bed and took a book and read it.

Xia Ruolan was lying on her side and hugging her husband's arms, narrowing her eyes slightly, and fell asleep quickly.

She slept very well that night. She called 4747 during the day. After telling Yan Junze in person, she was uneasy and finally felt a little calm at this moment.

Xia Ruolan dared not see the photos on her mobile phone for the time being, and did not want to see them again, for fear that the person in the photo would continue to turn around, which would make her panic and unable to fall asleep.

Now that she has her husband by her side, she slept very heavily.

In a trance, I stood on a green grassland, looking out in an endless view, the breeze floated, lifting Xia Ruolan's hair and gently caressing her exposed arms and calf skin.

Xia Ruolan lowered her head slightly and found that she was barefoot and not wearing shoes, but her tender white soles seemed to become crystal clear under the gentle caress of the sun, and her blue blood vessels were vaguely visible.

As a kindergarten teacher, Xia Ruolan knew very well that this spacious and flat grass was the most comfortable and safe place for children to play.

As the thought came, the laughter of the children came from behind.

She turned her head and saw that the children in the class she was in, men and women, and familiar little faces were running and chasing one by one, and another teacher from the same class was running around to take care of her.

Seeing Xia Ruolan coming, the female teacher took off the camera hanging on her chest and said to her: "Teacher Xia, come here quickly and hold Yingying, I'll take a picture for you."

Xia Ruolan walked over with a smile, picked up a chubby little girl with two pigtails tied to her head, and said, "Come on Yingying, look over there, and compare gestures with the teacher, what!"

Click!

The female teacher took a photo, but instead of putting down the camera, she stretched out her right hand to signal them to get closer: "One more, pay attention, um, turn your head, turn your head..."

Xia Ruolan was stunned. At first, she thought she had heard it wrong, but she didn't know what she suddenly asked her to turn her head for, so she just stared at the female teacher in front of the camera, without any movement.

"Turn, I'll tell you to turn your head!"

The female teacher's tone suddenly began to become stern, with the camera facing this direction, with a delicate voice, sharp and high-pitched voice.

"Turn your head! Turn your head!"

Xia Ruolan was completely stunned at this time. In horror, the girl Yingying in her hand suddenly thuded and turned into a ball of white smoke and disappeared.

Xia Ruolan's hands were gone, and she was immediately at a loss and frightened.

"I told you... turn around! Head! Go!"

The female teacher still did not put down the camera she was taking pictures, and her voice became extremely shrill in an instant.

ah!

Xia Ruolan screamed and sat up suddenly, finding that she was soaked in sweat and her face was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans.

"So, this is a dream!"

When I turned my head, I saw that I was the only one lying on the bed, and my husband was not sitting next to me at this time.

But there was a concave mark next to the pillow, and her husband Deng Bing must have just gotten out of bed and left.

Sitting up from the bed, I heard the sound of TV coming from the living room, as if it was the sound of a costume drama.

Xia Ruolan felt horror in her heart. She didn't dare to continue sleeping alone. She thought to herself that her husband must have seen herself sleeping soundly, so she couldn't help but run to the living room to watch TV.

She lifted the quilt, put on her slippers, got out of bed and walked to the bedroom door.

The bedroom door was hidden at this time and was not closed tightly. Here, the sound in the living room and TV was even more clear.

"Deng Bing, why did you watch TV? I had a nightmare just now." Xia Ruolan opened the door and walked out, reaching out to wipe the sweat from her forehead.

She did not blame her husband, but the nightmare just now was too scary. Now Xia Ruolan urgently needs someone to rely on to relieve the tension and fear in her heart.

Deng Bing did not answer, obviously watching TV with relish.
To be continued...