Chapter 1245: Open the door?

Everyone is studying the bronze gate intently, no one speaks, and the whole secret room is naturally silent.
However, this kind of silence makes people feel uneasy, and the heart of people who is too quiet is unstable, and one by one, the heartbeat sounded.
More than that, except for Su Yan, almost everyone present felt cold in their backs, as if something had been watching them from behind. This feeling was too bad.
Yuwen Xiongba couldn't stand this kind of depression, so he could not help standing up, wanting to enliven the atmosphere.
"Um, you guys study, let me say something funny."
Everyone nodded, and could hear the sound, and naturally calmed down a lot, without the depressive feeling just now.
"Go ahead, I want to see what jokes you can tell."
"The story is like this. A very small employee accidentally spilled a sneeze on a boss. This is simply something that shouldn't happen.
The clerk was panicked, for fear that he would be punished or even fired, even though he apologized countless times.
And the boss didn't take this seriously, but was a little tired of the little clerk coming to apologize every time, which made him very annoying and seriously affected his time and work.
On the third day, which is the nth apology of the staff, the boss shouted in anger and got out!
This frightened the little clerk. When he returned home, he lay on the sofa with Ge You paralyzed. His heart was even more panicked. In the end he was directly scared to death. "
After speaking, Yuwen Xiongba laughed and even burst into tears, but his laughter echoed in the secret room, unusually abrupt.
The others are all black lines on their faces. This is a joke, and it is not enough to say that it is cold.
"Are you a joke?"
Asked with doubts in his eyes.
"Is not it?"
Yuwen Xiongba was still smiling, he thought it was funny.
"Is this a joke?!"
Wugou spread his hands, extremely helpless.
"Well, you succeeded in making everyone feel bored."
The three links stroked his beard, which is not as good as saying a storytelling or telling a ghost story.
"Just shut up, I feel better to be quiet now."
Little Lolita said without the slightest expression, she didn't give Yuwen Xiong any face at all.
Yuwen Xiongba's laughter stopped abruptly, abnormally embarrassed: "This is not funny, you guys are too high on the laugh."
In fact, he has set off the atmosphere, but it is a bit cold.
"Forget it, let me tell a story."
The three links are relatively leisurely, and he didn't study the bronze door because he thought there was no way to crack it.
The three links used to be a storyteller. Naturally, the skill is not comparable to ordinary people. This is completely easy for him.
"I will tell a voyeuristic story."
The protagonist of the story is called Zhang Qiang, a single parent who has always depended on his mother.
But recently, he encountered something that bothered him because he found that his mother's soft eyes had changed.
When she comes home from school, she will stand on the kitchen window sill and watch him come back. She will quietly watch him eat when she eats, and she will watch him do his homework.
All this is understandable. After all, without his father, his mother may have pinned everything on him.
But once when he went to the bathroom, he accidentally saw a pair of eyes from the crack of the door, but he knew that the eyes must be his mother, because he was the only one at home.
This made Zhang Qiang a little displeased, but he didn't say anything, except that the door was strictly controlled afterwards.
But the following night, Zhang Qiang found his mother's eyes again.
When he got up that night, when he just got up, he could see his mother's eyes clearly from the crack of the door through the moonlight, which made him suddenly angry.
But he still didn't go directly to pierce it, but closed the door tightly. In his heart, it might be because his mother loved him too much.
But what happened next was a nightmare, which made him completely incomprehensible. He found a hole in the wall of his bedroom, very small and inconspicuous.
Let me talk about it here. That wall is equivalent to separating Zhang Qiang and his mother. On the other side of the wall is his mother's bedroom.
That night, Zhang Qiangren didn't sleep until midnight, got up from the bed and looked at the entrance of the cave. This look frightened him.
Because there was a pair of eyeballs staring at him in that small hole, he knew it must be his mother's eyes!
This!
Zhang Qiang was unbearable. He looked at the toilet and the door. Now he saw the hole and decided to showdown.
However, the result made him very depressed. His mother didn't admit it at all, saying there was nothing at all.
Zhang Qiang helplessly blocked the hole, thinking that this time he can't peek anymore.
But he was wrong, because with the first hole, there will be a second, third...
After half a month, there were dense holes in that wall, and Zhang Qiang could see new holes and his mother's eyes every night.
Unbearable Zhang Qiang poured a bottle of chili water into the newly opened hole one night.
The next day he saw his mother's eyes were red and swollen, which confirmed the mother's peeping.
But he regretted it. After all, his father was gone, and everything was being pulled by his mother. He shouldn't treat his mother like this. Such regrets and even being peeped at each other made him crazy.
Zhang Qiang started to suffer from insomnia, insomnia every night, from the first one or two hours, to the next two or three hours unable to sleep, or even sleepless all night.
But even so, Zhang Qiang still couldn't stop his mother's peeping. His mother still drilled a small hole to watch him every night.
Unbearable Zhang Qiang broke out completely. He took a pen and plunged into the hole fiercely.
blood!
Blood suddenly appeared from the entrance of the cave, dripping down the wall, unusually coquettish, unusually terrifying.
Zhang Qiang was frightened and collapsed on the bed, breathing heavily, his brain was blank, his whole body trembled, even his lips were purple, and his face was extremely pale.
Tee tells the whole story very emotionally. His wonderful actions and exquisite words make everyone tremble at the moment.
Four eyes even jumped directly into the arms of the five dogs, shaking constantly, fighting with their teeth.
Just when everyone was frightened by the tee, there was movement on Mao Shiba's side, and the tee stopped talking and looked over.
"What's wrong?"
"Tee, you're a terrible person, I'm scared enough by you to tell any stories!"
Mao Shiba was full of anger, his eyes staring at the tee.
"I'm not trying to enliven the atmosphere."
"Active atmosphere, active atmosphere doesn't know how to say something funny!"
"What's the matter?"
Su Yan also asked.
"I... I accidentally triggered a mechanism."
Mao Shiba pointed to the bronze gate in front of him, and said with an uneasy expression on his face.
At this time, the door had slowly moved, which made everyone feel more uneasy.
"I hope the door will be well opened."