Ice loved to surf the internet and read ghost stories. Every time she finished reading a ghost story, Ice would always leave some comments at the end, such as " F * ck, the most deceptive. He had used all kinds of vulgarities such as "sh * t", but Ice had never published an article on the Internet because he did not have the courage to publish it. He was more afraid that others would scold him like he scolded others. Regardless of whether the article published by others was good or bad, it was just a target for him to vent. He felt very comfortable after scolding on the Internet.
That night, Ice was browsing the website of Ghost Master again. There was a ghost story on the website about a person who met a ghost online and was killed by the ghost. Ice felt that this ghost story was particularly boring and scolded in the comments: After cursing, Ice felt that it wasn't enough, so she cursed again, What a scam! After he finished cursing, he felt very satisfied and was extremely happy. At this moment, a person with the username "Go to hell if you curse" replied to him: Brothers! It's fine to judge whether it's good or bad. It's not good to scold people!
"I'm scolding this dogshit author, not you. Mind your own business.”Ice replied angrily.
"If you have the ability, write a few good articles yourself and let the netizens comment on you!”The other party replied.
" F * ck!" Ice cursed.
"Hehe, go to hell!" The other party replied again.
"Motherf * cker!" Ice continued to curse.
However, the other party kept replying, and there was only one sentence: Hehe, go to hell! Ice felt that this person would only reply with this one sentence after being scolded by him. He was too excited, too excited, as if he had found a tool to vent his anger. He could scold him, but he would only say one sentence. At this moment, Ice did not notice that there was a human figure behind her. It should be called a ghost. This ghost had disheveled hair, two black eyes, and a half-lowered head. Its tongue was about a foot long, and blood kept flowing out of its mouth. There was a strange smile on its face.
Every time Ice finished cursing, the ghost would reach out and point at the computer behind Ice. Ice's computer would reply: Hehe, go to hell! Ice was tired of scolding and wanted to rest for a while. However, an image of a ghost appeared on his computer. The ghost was grinning at Ice strangely and kept making terrifying sounds."Hehe, go to hell! Hehe, go to hell! Hahahahaha!" Ice jumped up and covered his ears with both hands. He squatted on the ground and trembled, but the voice kept entering Ice's ears. He quickly pulled out the power. When Ice calmed down and listened carefully, there was no sound. He slowly stood up and everything returned to normal. Was it an illusion? Ice thought.
After this incident, Ice's face had been pale, as if she had just recovered from a serious illness. Gradually, Ice forgot about this matter. At night, Ice was browsing the ghost website again. It was another boring ghost story. Ice cursed in the comments three times: I just want to tell you, your mother! He continued to curse,"Dog shit, what's the point?"、Damn it, as long as it was a popular curse on the Internet, Ice would use it all. Just as Ice was at her happiest, the image of the ghost appeared on the computer screen again, and a loud roar came from the speaker. Hehe, go to hell! Hahahahaha…Ice was stunned. He quickly unplugged the power source and jumped onto the bed to cover his head with the blanket. At this time, the sound had disappeared. Ice's trembling hands slowly lifted the blanket a little and looked out. There was nothing. Everything returned to normal. Could it be an illusion again? Ice knelt on the bed. He lifted the blanket completely. His forehead was covered in sweat and he panted heavily. Ice felt a chill coming from behind him. It was a little cold. He suddenly turned around and was right in front of the ghost. It was only a fist's distance away. The ghost's body emitted a pungent rotten smell. Its eyes were empty and blood kept flowing from its mouth. It dripped down the ghost's tongue onto Ice's face. The ghost gritted its teeth and said to Ice,"I've already given you a chance. Go to hell! " Hahahahahaha…" Before Ice could scream, the ghost had already extended his rotten arm. The ghost's fingernails were more than half a foot long. He gently drew on Ice's neck and then on Ice's wrist. Ice's head and hands had already left Ice's body and fell to the ground with a thud. Only Ice's body was still trembling on the bed. Blood spurted out of his neck and wrist at the same time, splashing all over the wall and bed.
The ghost carried Ice's head to the toilet. Ice's face still had a frightened expression. The ghost stretched out his hands with half-foot-long nails. The nails on his hands followed Ice's slightly opened mouth and pierced into it gently. With a crack, Ice's mouth was opened for more than a foot. The ghost placed Ice's head on the toilet bowl and placed Ice's hands under the cushion at the entrance. He turned his head and glanced at Ice's body on the bed. He let out a terrifying laugh and then disappeared through the door.
The next day, Ice's family found Ice's body and immediately called the police. The police came to Ice's room to search, but did not find Ice's head and hands. Only Ice's body was kneeling on the bed. There was a brand new toilet in the toilet. The murderer did not leave any clues. When the police entered and left the room, they stepped on the mat at the door. Ice screamed in pain, but his family and the police could not see Ice's tragic state. His family sold the house due to their grief. His icy hands were stepped on every day, and his head was turned into a toilet bowl with his mouth open in the toilet. He was so smoked that his tears kept flowing, just in time to flush the filth down the sewage pipe, and he would be there forever to atone for his sins.？。
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