This is oh [Cool] [Cool] [Cool] Introduction: In 2185, low-level bugs transmitted from high-dimensional channels occupied the entire solar system. Humanity was forced to leave their homes and abandon the solar system to find a new home. Along the way, the wandering Earth fleet discovered that things were far from being as simple as a bug invasion. The civilization of the entire galaxy was caught in a huge conspiracy. This is a science fiction story with a grand galactic background. There is no evolution of mechas, no genetic super gods, and no cultivation to overcome tribulations.
Haunted House Xu Wenguang is a freelance writer. In order to facilitate his writing, he bought a two-story house with a separate courtyard in the suburbs. Of course, the house was second-hand and had not been lived in for a long time. It was dilapidated inside and out, so I bought it just to get a bargain. Xu Wenguang gave the foreign-style building an elegant name - Tinghu Zhai, and invited Wu Jianzhou, the owner of a construction and decoration company, to decorate it. They were from the same hometown, so they had some friendship. Xu Wenguang said to Wu Jianzhou: "This building is backed by Sun Lake and faces the endless plain. It is really a picturesque and poetic place." When Wu Jianzhou saw it, he asked Xu Wenguang in surprise who introduced him to buy this building. Xu Wenguang said he was a very good old classmate who worked as an engineer in an electronics factory. Wu Jianzhou shook his head and said, "You must have been cheated. No one would want this house even if it was half the price." Then he added, "Do you still remember the Sun Lake tragedy that happened in the city two years ago?" Xu Wenguang nodded. Of course he remembered that in the autumn two years ago, four female tourists were massacred in Sun Lake. The murder outraged the local people, and city leaders demanded that the case be quickly solved and the murderer found. However, two years later, the case is still pending. Wu Jianzhou said: "The four female tourists were killed upstairs. This house has been idle since the tragedy. It is said that women's shrill screams can be heard every night, and the locals call it a 'ghost house'." Xu Wenguang looked at the dazzling sunshine outside the window and said, "Where are there any ghosts? If there are, then I will be there for a while, so as to provide some exciting material for creation." Wu Jianzhou said solemnly: "There is no smoke without fire. I advise you to sell the house quickly, or... I will sell it for you at the original price?" Xu Wenguang said, "I won't sell it. Please decorate it for me. I will move in as soon as possible and experience what it is like to be haunted by a female ghost." Wu Jianzhou was helpless and muttered: "You literati are really unpredictable." On this day, Wu Jianzhou handed over the work to Xu Wenguang and joked: "Old Xu, be alert at night. If you find any trouble, call 110 immediately." Recently, someone asked him to write a martial arts novel. Living in a small apartment in the city, it was difficult for his wife to nag or his children to cry, so it was difficult to get into the mood. Now that he has moved into a quiet new home, he couldn't wait to sit in front of the computer in the study on the second floor and start writing. At night, a new moon hangs on the willow branches. From time to time, the sound of the Sun Lake gently lapping the shore and the sound of corn leaves swaying in the wind in the crop fields can be heard in the distance. Xu Wenguang suddenly remembered the legend about female ghosts told by Wu Jianzhou, and couldn't help but get goosebumps. But soon, as his thoughts deepened, he was immersed in the creation of the novel. Suddenly, there were slight footsteps and chirping voices downstairs, and then it seemed like someone was walking up the stairs... Xu Wenguang's heart trembled, and he bravely shouted: "Who?! Is there anyone downstairs?" There was a brief calm downstairs, and then the sound of a woman's laughter came again. Xu Wenguang felt a chill running down his spine. He was a materialist, but when he thought of Wu Jianzhou's words, he couldn't help but murmur in his heart. He thought for a while and guessed that it was a thief who came here and was scared away by his shouting. So I decided to go downstairs to take a closer look. He turned on the stair light, then went downstairs and turned on the hall light. There was silence on the first floor, with a few pieces of furniture standing there neatly, without any signs of being disturbed. When Xu Wenguang saw this, he felt that he had been frightened by Wu Jianzhou's threatening words. He walked up the stairs and was about to go back to the study to continue writing. Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped on the stairs, a white light swished past, and a woman's shrill scream came: "Help, help..." Followed by the sound of tearing and beating. Xu Wenguang was shocked. He rushed out of the house desperately. His clothes were torn and his shoes were lost. He finally got on the highway, stopped a car and sped towards the city. It was already the middle of the night. His wife rubbed her sleepy eyes and opened the door. She was startled when she saw her husband in a panic. Xu Wenguang hesitated and said that he had gone home to check some information and accidentally fell down. He didn't sleep all night, and he was very anxious. The next day, when the sun rose three poles, Xu Wenguang forced himself to go to Tinghu Zhai. I saw that the courtyard door and the room door were open, and the furnishings in the house were as before. Xu Wenguang opened the curtains, and the sun shone in, making the room bright. He looked around all the rooms, hoping to find some trace of "ghost", but there was nothing. However, he was convinced that what he experienced last night was true. When Xu Wenguang heard that Hu Zhai was haunted, Xu Wenguang was frightened, but he did not dare to tell others for fear of being laughed at, so he kept it in his heart and had trouble sleeping and eating all day long. One day, Wu Jianzhou met Xu Wenguang and asked him with a wicked smile how it felt to write in the "ghost house". Xu Wenguang just responded casually: "Okay, okay..." Wu Jianzhou did not forget to joke: "If you want to sell your house, remember to find me, we are fellow villagers!" After many days, Xu Wenguang calmed down. He thought, the house you bought with money can't be left empty, right? So I decided to break into the "Longtan Tiger's Den" again. But this time, he invited a few close friends to go to Tinghu Zhai together. They played wildly all night, Xu Wenguang was always alert, but unexpectedly, the night was uneventful. This made Xu Wenguang even more anxious. He recalled the previous scene over and over again. The sounds of footsteps, laughter, and screams were still in his ears, but why were they gone this time? Is it because there are so many people and strong yang energy that female ghosts don't dare to come? In desperation, Xu Wenguang went to listen to Hu Zhai's writing during the day and returned home before sunset. But even so, he was very uneasy and always had a sharp knife on his waist to prevent any unexpected events. On this day, Xu Wenguang forgot the time because he was rushing to write a manuscript. He was about to leave at dusk, but the weather suddenly changed and it started pouring rain. As soon as Xu Wenguang walked out of the door, a thunderstorm frightened him and he had to go back inside. Seeing that the heavy rain showed no sign of stopping, Xu Wenguang decided to stay overnight. He turned on all the lights, checked all the doors and windows, and after confirming that everything was correct, he returned to the study, closed the door, drew the curtains, and lay on the bed. But he couldn't help but think about what happened that night, and the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't sleep. In the second half of the night, when he had just fallen asleep, he heard the door downstairs squeaking open, and then the sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets... Xu Wenguang was so frightened that he pulled up the quilt and covered his head. At this time, it seemed that someone walked upstairs and knocked on the door of the study. The knocking got louder and louder. Xu Wenguang's face was livid, and he was shaking all over. He took out his mobile phone and tried to call the police, but there was no signal at all. The knocking on the door became more and more urgent, and at the same time, a woman's scream came: "Help, help..." Xu Wenguang shouted loudly: "Who are you?! Are you a human or a ghost?!" But no one answered, and they kept knocking on the door. Xu Wenguang climbed out of bed, pulled out a sharp knife and walked towards the door. At this moment, there was only a loud noise, as if the door had been knocked open, and Xu Wenguang's eyesight went dark and he fainted... When Xu Wenguang woke up, it was already broad daylight. He shuddered and ran out desperately. After I got home, I fell seriously ill. I had a high fever, kept mumbling, and was shaking all over. On this day, Xu Wenguang woke up and immediately called Wu Jianzhou and begged him to sell the "ghost house" for him. Wu Jianzhou agreed happily. A few days later, just as Wu Jianzhou told Xu Wenguang that Tinghuzhai had made a move, the old classmate who had helped Xu Wenguang buy Tinghuzhai called him and congratulated him on becoming a multimillionaire. He said that he had just received inside information that the city had decided to develop the area around Sun Lake, and his western-style building was also within the development scope. The market price might exceed 10 million by then. Xu Wenguang was stunned, and a thought suddenly flashed through his mind. He asked his old classmate to bring the electronic detector from his unit and rush to Tinghuzhai immediately... After the meeting, Xu Wenguang asked his old classmate to turn on the detector and carefully check every corner of the house. The old classmate saw that Xu Wenguang was acting mysteriously. Although it was a little strange, he still did what he did. Suddenly, the detector made a sharp chirping sound on a wall. Xu Wenguang took a pickaxe and smashed open the wall. After a while, he dug out some dark gadgets. An old classmate was an electronic engineer, and he could understand it at a glance: "How come these things are there? This is a micro speaker, a micro camera, a laser generator, and an electronic jammer. These can all be controlled remotely." Then, he picked up the micro speaker and pressed it a few times, and there were footsteps, knocks on the door, and screams... Xu Wenguang suddenly realized, and he asked: "Does Wu Jianzhou know about the development of Sun Lake?" The old classmate said: "He is the general development consultant hired by the city, so he should know about it." Xu Wenguang squeezed out a sentence through his teeth and said: "I want to file a lawsuit against Wu Jianzhou!"
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