I can't sleep. Tell me a joke.

Who do you trust?

One year, a mountaineering club went hiking, and there was a couple with good feelings.

When they went to the foot of the mountain to attack the peak, the weather suddenly turned bad, but they still insisted on going up the mountain.

So I left the woman to watch the camp, but three days passed and they didn't come back.

The woman is a little worried and thinks it may be the weather.

Wait and wait, on the seventh day, everyone finally came back, except her boyfriend.

Everyone told her that her boyfriend died on the first day of Fengfeng!

They hurried back seven days ago, thinking that he might come back for her.

So everyone formed a circle and put her in the middle. Just before twelve o'clock, her boyfriend suddenly appeared, still covered in blood. He grabbed her and ran out. His girlfriend screamed with fear and struggled desperately. Then her boyfriend told her ....

On the first day of the peak, a mountain disaster happened!

All the people are dead, but he is still alive. ........

Who do you trust?

The second story

Why are there so many people?

One day, a friend who got off work went back to the dormitory at night and pressed the elevator on the first floor. He is going to the sixth floor.

Fortunately, the elevator will come soon. ......

He went in. There's no one inside. When he entered, the elevator closed immediately. ....

Growth ... go up. .....

On the fourth floor, the elevator suddenly opened.

Two people poked around outside, trying to come in, but I don't know why they didn't come in after watching it.

The elevator door closed again. Just as the elevator door was about to close, my friend heard them clearly.

!

How so many people!

The third story

Nobody robbed me.

There is a boy who wants to go home by bus at night, but because he arrives at the bus stop too late, he is not sure whether there is a bus ... he doesn't want to walk. Because his home is far away and remote, he has to wait for the last bus ... wait and wait. ....

Just when he thought there should be no car, he suddenly saw a bus in the distance ... he was happy to stop it.

As soon as he got on the bus, he found the last bus very strange. It stands to reason that there should not be many people on the last bus, because the route is remote, but this car is full ... there is only one vacancy, and no one on the bus whispers. .....

He felt a little incredible, but he went to the only empty seat and sat down. There is a woman sitting next to an empty seat. As soon as he sat down, the lady whispered to him that you shouldn't take this bus.

He felt very strange. The woman continued, this bus is not for the living. ......

As soon as you got on the bus, they arrested you as a scapegoat.

He was afraid, but he didn't know what to do. As a result, the woman told him that it doesn't matter, I can help you escape.

So she dragged him to open the window and jumped. When they jumped, he heard the people in the car shouting for him to run. .....

When he stood firm, he found them standing on a desolate hillside. He breathed a sigh of relief and immediately thanked the woman.

The woman gave a strange smile.

Now, no one robbed me. .......

The fourth story

Dream lover

Ning always has the same dream recently. In the dream, a man said to her, come, come to me, I'll wait for you. .....

Finally, Ning couldn't help it, so he asked him, who are you and how can I find you? The man said to meet at the platform at the gate of XX Park at noon tomorrow 12. I have a mole here. The man pointed his finger at his chin.

After waking up, Ning hurried to find a friend and told her everything. The friend promised to accompany her. At noon, 1 1: 55, they waited at the appointed place, but no one came. It was very hot, so Ning told her friends that it was too hot. I went to the other side and bought two ice creams. You wait for me here. Say that finish, ning will cross the street.

At this moment, a car rushed over, screaming ... My friend ran over and looked at Ning lying in a pool of blood. When I opened the car door and took Ning to the hospital, I found that it was a hearse. There was a man in the glass coffin of the car, and there was a mole on the man's chin ... My friend suddenly looked at his watch, and it was 12 o'clock sharp. Let's explore again

The fifth story

mobile phone

Xiao likes to put his mobile phone on the desk by the window in the office. In the sun, metal looks lifelike and fascinating. Today is Christmas Eve. At noon, Xiao received many messages of blessing. He read one by one, replied to one from time to time, and then put his mobile phone on the table by the window as usual. He began to get busy.

The voice of the mobile phone rang again, and his mouth was curved and he shook his head helplessly.

Colleagues in the office can't help joking with him. What is the date when your girlfriend texted you again?

No, he picked up his cell phone and watched it. The night after tomorrow is 10.

What a mess! Colleagues leaned in, this is not a blessing message.

Maybe boring people are joking. Xiaosuo smiled and continued to write his file.

At noon the next day, he received another message, which was actually related to the previous one.

Tomorrow night 10

Little cable is getting impatient. He dialed back the phone number to see who was messing with him. Hello, the number you dialed does not exist ... no way, he confirmed the number of the information number again, but it still does not exist. Maybe there was an error when sending the information. He didn't think deeply and decided to ignore the message.

On the third day, at the same time, the SMS sounded as usual, and Xiao Suo was a little annoyed. Open the message, my god. The words 10 were reflected in his eyes tonight, and he immediately dialed the number again. Hello, the number you dialed does not exist ... there is a mechanical sound on the other end of the phone, which is cold. No way!

Xiaosuo decided to go home from work early today, but the department manager just announced that the client called and the negotiation time was changed to tomorrow morning, so the copy he was in charge of must be finished tonight, so it seems that he has to work overtime. Of course, a few short messages can't affect his work. Besides, the boss attaches great importance to this project, and Xiao Suo, the right-hand man of the planning department, is also involved.

The best way is to finish the work before 10. After 7 o'clock, the companies in the building have been off work one after another, and the office building is quiet. Xiao asked for a lunch, ate a few mouthfuls in a hurry and buried himself in his work. At half past eight, all his colleagues left, and he was the only one. Desperate for everything, he struggled in front of the computer until the voice of the mobile phone rang again. He felt a chill in his heart. Looking back, fortunately, it was not 10, but 9 o'clock. He breathed a sigh of relief and turned on his cell phone.

There is still an hour, and it is the strange number again! Oh, my God, who is it? Xiao Suo couldn't help thinking of everyone around him. No clue. Forget it. Better leave early. Just turn off your cell phone. Xiao Suo finally finished copying. He left the hellish building in a hurry, lit a cigarette, calmed down and crossed a road. When he walked to the center, his cell phone suddenly rang, and it was a scream. Oh, my God! Isn't it already turned off? Xiao Suo paused and immediately stopped to look for the damn mobile phone. The night sky flashed with sharp brakes, and the mobile phone with metal appearance drew a circle in the air and landed in a pool of blood. Once stopped at 10 forever.

The SMS sent by PS strange number may be a death message! Hey hey. ....

The sixth story

hand

Do you like chicken feet? After listening to this story, if you dare to eat again, I will be convinced.

Fang is the big boss. His business was not very good before, but since he got expert advice, his business has improved.

Business is booming all of a sudden, especially the sauce chicken feet, but he supplies 10 servings of oxazole a day in limited quantity, and no one comes. this

It's hard for me as a diner. Sometimes I go late and it's gone. I couldn't sleep that day because of that bowl of chicken feet. this

But it's boring to say it. Besides, he has a strange question. His kitchen is covered with black cloth. Nobody knows.

How does he cook? The strangest thing is that I have never seen him buy anyone's chicken feet, and he doesn't have a chicken. What about his raw materials?

How did it come into being?

I couldn't help it that day, so I quietly hid on his roof and opened a corner of the roof tile, thinking that I would learn.

I made it myself. I saw it through the cracks, which I will never forget. I see a hand. That's a human hand. It is still attached to a person.

My hands are mutilated, but the man is still alive. I saw his face twisted, but I couldn't call it out. His whole body.

Skin and bones, but hands are fleshy. The hand was nailed to the wall, gray and yellow, mixed with a trace of blood, still shaking.

At this time, someone called a chicken claw outside, only to see Albania skillfully cut a piece from that hand. He quickly chopped it up and cooked it.

Breeding ... Soon, a plate of chicken feet was delicious, and A Fang brought it out. At this moment, I found him smiling in my direction.

In an instant, boom! I was so scared that I fell from it and fell into the kitchen in Albania. ...

The seventh story

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A couple always quarrel at ordinary times. Once they quarrel again, the husband killed his wife in a rage and buried her body in the backyard.

A few days later, the man felt very strange. Why don't children ask themselves at all when they haven't seen their mother these days?

So one day he asked the child, why don't you worry when mom is not at home these days?

I think the child's answer is very strange. Dad, why are you carrying your mother behind your back these days?