My name is Xue Dong. My profession is an Internet writer. What is an Internet writer? It means using websites on the Internet as a platform to publish one's own literary works. To put it bluntly, it means making a living by writing online.
I make a living by writing online. I write articles of any type, including emotions, suspense, detectives, fantasy, science fiction, and of course ghost stories.
Recently, I have discovered that more and more people like to read ghost stories and horror novels online. Maybe life is stressful. Reading ghost stories and horror novels can increase the secretion of kidney hormones and relieve stress.
I spotted the opportunity and found a website called Guida that specialized in this area. After negotiating with the person in charge of the website, I started writing for the Guida website.
A few weeks later, I published two novels and a dozen short stories on the Guida website. I received the royalties from the website on time. I was very happy. I went online to read my articles.
The click rate is 50,000, 100,000, so-so, and there are comments. Click in and take a look.
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"It's great, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, great"
"Not bad, thank you for your hard work, Yin Yang Ghost Doctor , let's keep up the good work."
"The writing is unrealistic and nonsense"
&ldquoI seem to have seen it somewhere&rdquo
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&ldquoSupport&rdquo
I saw comments both supportive and negative, and I noticed one comment that was interesting.
"What you write is okay, but not good enough. I have inspiration here that can help you. If you need it, add me on QQ"
A QQ message from a person named Ziyi.
I have been writing for many years, and I pay great attention to the positive and negative reviews, which can help me write better and improve my writing.
I opened QQ, added a number, and sent a message, but she was not online.
I went downstairs to have breakfast. I like to write at night. It is quiet and my thoughts are not interrupted. After I came back, I slept for a while until evening.
&ldquoDidi didi&rdquo
It was the voice of QQ. I was woken up by this voice. I set it to mute. It was probably a system problem, but I ignored it.
"When I saw Ziyi, she added me on QQ"
I said to her, "Hello, thank you for your support. You said you provided inspiration for my writing. Is that true?"
&ldquoDidi didi&rdquo
"Hello, I have inspiration here that can help you write better," Ziyi replied.
"Really? It's so nice, you won't charge for it, right?" I asked.
"There is no charge. I will give you an inspiration incense burner. If you light the incense, you will be inspired," Ziyi replied.
So, I believed Ziyi, but I still took precautions and asked her to deliver it to the self-delivery point, and then I went to the express delivery point to pick up the package.
After opening the package, there was a very delicate incense burner inside. I lit a coil of incense and put it into the incense burner according to the instructions. Suddenly, the smoke filled my eyes. I felt my eyes were heavy. I was too tired. I should take a nap.
"Didi didi" QQ message reminder woke me up.
"Have you used the Inspiration Incense Burner?" Ziyi asked.
I was about to answer when I heard a knock on the door. I put down the keyboard and looked outside the door with a peephole. No one was there.
Maybe someone knocked the wrong key, and I heard another "dong-dong-dong" sound, which was louder and more powerful than before. I was startled. When I looked through my peephole, I saw it was a person who looked like he was delivering food. I didn't dare to open the door. I called out "You" "What are you doing?"
"Delivery, fish-flavored shredded pork rice, large intestine rice" was called from the outer door.
"I haven't decided yet, what date will you send it to?" I called.
"203" shouted outside.
"It's 203 opposite, it's 202 here," I said helplessly. The small house I rented didn't have a house number, and people often knocked the wrong number.
After all this trouble, I went to the computer and saw that Ziyi was offline. Before going offline, he left me a message, "Take your time and enjoy it."
This sentence makes me confused,
When I looked at my watch, the time was late, so I ran to the snack shop downstairs to eat. The shop was doing well and there were many people. The boss knew me well, and the food I ordered came quickly. After a few bites, I felt cold behind my back, and there was a cold feeling all around. Look, oh my god.
The diners around me turned into disgusting rotten corpses, with some of their large intestines falling out. They picked up the intestines and stuffed them into their mouths. I couldn't believe it when I saw that the original rice had turned into a pile of smelly meat. , and maggots, I really felt like vomiting after seeing it.
"Young man, are you okay?" The voice that spoke was the boss's.
I took a closer look and saw that the boss wasn't much better, he looked like a rotting corpse.
"Beautiful boy, today's Laohuo soup" the boss said as he brought the soup to me. It was black and smelly. Suddenly one of the boss's eyeballs fell into the soup.
I immediately yelled and ran out of the snack shop. Then I saw some passers-by on the road, and they took off the head and played with it as a ball.
I was so scared that I ran back home. When I got home, I immediately opened the door and locked it. Then I saw someone in the room and turned on the light.
I must be overtired and hallucinating, I comforted myself. I was overly nervous and had a stomachache, so I went to the bathroom.
As soon as I took off my pants and sat on the toilet, the phone rang. When I saw the caller ID was my friend Guo Dakai, I answered it nervously.
"Xue Zi, Brother Guo, what are you busy with? Can I come over tonight?" Guo Dakai said on the phone.
"When I heard what Brother Guo said, I thought that I must have been too tired just now. I was hallucinating. Now it's normal. The owner of the snack shop will say sorry later." I thought
"Brother Guo, okay, where are you playing cards?" I said with joy.
"Shixi Crematorium, 3 missing and 1 waiting for you, come quickly," Guo Dakai called.
Damn, I just heard this and suddenly felt something in the toilet. I was so frightened that I immediately threw my phone out. My underwear fell to the ground without even pulling it up. There was a bloody hand in the toilet.
I moved out of the bathroom and saw a long-haired woman in the room. I fainted from fright.
When I woke up, I found mine lying on a bed. I shouted that there was a ghost. Several people came in, one of them looked like a doctor. He gave me a sedative, and I fell asleep again.
Later, I was transferred to a mental hospital and they said I was delusional.
Half a year later, I was cured and walked out of the mental hospital. I still work as an online writer. The ghost stories and horror novels I wrote were well received by Ghost. Later, a publishing house also found me and asked me to publish my works. .
I finally became successful and famous. On this day, I negotiated with the publishing house about publishing matters. I remembered on QQ on my mobile phone that it was Ziyi, a netizen I hadn’t contacted for a long time.
"Is the incense burner I gave you useful?" Zi Yi asked.
I was shocked by what she said, and remembered that the ghost that day happened after lighting the incense burner.
"The inspiration has been given to you, and you are considered successful. Our inspiration still requires a handling fee, so you have to give it to me," Ziyi said.
"How much do you want?" I asked nervously.
"Not much, just your life. Our staff will be here soon, jiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejie," Ziyi said with a smile.
A week later, the police discovered me. My body was found in a water tank. Because the whole body was decomposed, the police only found out my identity through DNA testing.