Speaking of the time when I was in prison, it happened to be two months ago. If I wanted to use wealth and honor to dispel my resentment, I would probably only meet the conditions in the entire prison.

Lu Lingling thought about it over and over again, wasn’t they talking about her cell between the lines?

So, is it that Class 6 deliberately trying to (scare) herself as a newcomer in Class 2, or is it that someone behind her who deliberately instructed them to say this?... Try not to think about the third possibility, Lu Lingling bluffed and attributed the ghost story to a conspiracy theory. But no matter what, her heart has long been occupied by panic, which is a fact.

Curled up in the huge quilt, sucking his fingers and biting his tongue, praying that the ghosts would not find their own hiding place.

"Juan, is Sister Xu talking about that room?" "It shouldn't be the case. The one who left was not called Sister Ma." "Sister Xu doesn't want to say it, how could she tell us her real name?" Such a conversation sounded in the cloister of the cell.

#It shouldn't be talking about my room.

Hiding in the dark quilt, but deliberately opening a gap and introducing some light into the security barrier, Lu Lingling deceivingly denies it a little.

However, the more I feel denied, the more I feel in my heart, the more I feel. This room is undoubtedly the haunted cell. She can even hear faint breathing under the bed. There is a rotten corpse in a red dress hidden under the dark bed. After the lights are turned off, she will jump out to collect fresh human flesh.

...bang bang...bang bang...bang bang...

"The lights are out, everyone is quiet!"

"Shut up and go to bed!"

There was a warning sound of banging knocking on the door outside. The prison guards' steps gradually moved from far to near, and Lu Lingling was always on guard like others.

Bang bang-!!

Despite some preparation, I could not help but hear the loud noise at the door close by, and my hair was still standing on my back and my soul was flying.

The lights were turned off on time in the prison and even conversations were banned.

Outside prison, students who live in schools often use "prison management" to satirize the strict dormitory management system. In fact, the two cannot be equated at all. The main difference is that dormitory administrators and prison guards are not on the same level, and roommates and inmates are not the same type of species.

For Lu Lingling, a group of "vicious and cruel" female prisoners, even the room must be lived alone.

The corridors and cells were pitch black.

I can no longer hear a whisper.

In the dark, muddy and smelly small space in the south, I felt particularly bad. Lu Lingling remembered unforgettable memories of the girl's era. Suddenly her eyes became wet. Because she was born in Fanling, a suburb of Hong Kong, her family was not well off at that time, so she worked very hard when she came out to study, and she learned from Liu Bei's shamelessness to curry favor with all kinds of talented people.

Although they are flattering, Ryoko and the others are completely different. You will know when they get along. Only they treat themselves as friends and make friends with sincere feelings. They are not pretentious and allow themselves to make trouble. Following behind them and supporting themselves, they become more and more willful in tolerance...

...The mother's kind face appeared in the dark like a phantom.

...Ryoko, Anya, and Wang Bingyu also appeared in the dark one by one.

Then, what emerged in the darkness... was the red dress grimace that was hit so badly!

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Lu Lingling screamed in screaming.

The prison guard tightened his stick and rushed to the cell, knocking hard on the door:

"What are you doing! What are you doing! What are you calling it?!"

"Ghost, there are ghosts!"

Lu Lingling uncovered the quilt and ran to the door, shouting against the wet iron door, and there was a silence outside. After a while, a burst of laughter broke out from each cell, and some female prisoners even laughed so hard that they were tilted back and forth.

"There are no ghosts here. I think you are also an intellectual. How could you believe this? Go back to bed quickly and stop making trouble, otherwise you will remember your minor mistakes."

The prison guard ignored the boxes, the sound of the books falling, and said with a black face. Even if he was sentenced to life imprisonment, he could reduce his sentence. The prison guards often used the memorial to threaten prisoners.

At this time, the nearby female prisoner started to cheer—

"It's because of murder."

"White knife comes in, red knife comes out, blood splatters on his face?"

"I owe debts, pay back money, kill people, pay for their lives, we~ tonight~ three~ updates~ come again~ find you—"

A sarcastic bluffing voice came from the corridor.

"Shut up all! Don't make trouble! If you dare to say something again, you won't have to sleep tonight!"

With the roar of the female prison guard, the cloister of the cell was suddenly silent.

The prison guard left, Lu Lingling came to her senses, and soon after, a slight sound rang out in the corridor. She listened with her ears and heard-"It's interesting, I didn't expect she was so timid!"

Which female prisoner said excitedly, it sounded extremely bad.

“…I have something to play in the future!”

Playing with companions and bullying the weak is one of the sources of fun in prison.

When Lu Lingling heard this, she knew that her image of hard work had finally been ruined. She might be even more sad in the future. It would be better to follow her elder sister and keep her in a hurry. The mask was torn to pieces made her feel anxious.

If a person with a small physique and skeleton does not act ruthlessly, he will become the target of bullying no matter what. This is a terrible fact in prison.

(I'm going to suffer-) Thinking of this, Lu Lingling squatted back to the bed, covering her with a damp quilt.

The water vapor returned to the south in March was too heavy. Even the stone powder walls were covered with dewdrops, and bumps were bulging like a toad's skin. The bumps continued to expand, like liquid and slurry, fusion, gathering, and rolling down.

They are liquids, slurries, and they cannot tell whether they are water slurries or plasma in the glimmer of light. The smell of mold and rust dispersed in the air gradually mixed into a disgusting bloody smell.

Gulugulu... The plasma that continued to emerge from the wall was filling the cell.

Is there a human face on the wall? Lu Lingling didn't dare to look up or prove it to the walls on all sides. She didn't even dare to extend her gaze to the foot of the bed. She just lowered her head and stared at her toes.

She wanted to shout, but reason clearly told her that there are no ghosts in the world. Everything she worried about was delusion. Even if she really saw the face on the wall, it was an illusion or delusion.

Wearing a quilt, holding my knees, staring at my toes with my feet, I would never dare to cross the edge of the bed. There must be something hidden under the dark bed.

While Lu Lingling was irritated and alert, she thought that she might not be able to sleep all night, but died a few days later with her thin cheeks and dark circles. It was ridiculous, this kind of thing happened! Another legend is about to be added to the prison. The female ghost in red finally formed a table of mahjong, which is really a funny joke that makes people laugh.

In the darkness, various sounds were extremely clear, and the sticky air blocked the nostrils, and the breathing sound gradually became rapid. Although it was still a little different from fish like a landfall, it was almost like a stalk. The mouth was wide open, and the upper and lower teeth were chuckling each other like corpses, and the quarrels echoed in the skull.

Let someone be alone in suffering from dark phobia and resist the invasion of the night. How cruel this is! Mental illness contains great pain that even people with incurable diseases cannot experience.

The disease involves spiritual science, and the patient is like dying and struggling on his deathbed... It is no exaggeration to say that if someone had not obstructed him, even if Lu Lingling's family was poor, she would have been enough to apply for medical parole.

...

It was late at night and everyone was silent. Everyone who should sleep had fallen asleep. The prison guards who should not sleep were also breathing in a long breath. The whole woman's prison was quiet, as if only Lu Lingling was awake and alert.

Crack! Crack!

Her prison door lock made a crisp sound.

Really, it's really here...

That guy is really here...

Wow......

Lu Lingling covered her head with her hands, put her head into her knees, and stared at her ankles with a trembling gaze. Cruffy, even though she could not hear the footsteps of the people, the security door of the cell was pushed open...

...

Limu stood by Lu Lingling's bed, looking at the front with her confused eyes for a long time, and there was a timid woman squatting there, she was shivering in the quilt.

It’s not that my body is cold, but that my heart is cold. My body trembles, and my heart trembles even more—

"Lingling, I'm here to pick you up."
Chapter completed!