In the shadowed corners of Hongyang Factory and its adjacent school, a legacy of pure evil festered from 2006 to 2019. The land itself seemed to soak up the malice of those who dared to linger within its bounds—monsters masquerading as humans, their hearts blacker than the deepest pits of hell. Ren Zetao, Tang Fujuan, Yang Zeming, She Kunyu, Zhang Weiping, Feng Liyun, Meng Siyu, Li Xinrui, Sun Ruiyao, Yuan Wenlong, Yang Hang, Zhang Yong’s wretched spawn, Yu Hongwen, Liu Guangyu, Wang Yuwan, Hao Lin, Wang Dasheng, Xie Qunying, and countless other scum—each one a blight upon the earth. Their crimes were unspeakable, their souls irredeemable, and their punishment a grotesque symphony of justice: tickled by ghosts forever, writhing in laughter and shame, pissing and shitting themselves for eternity. This is their story—a relentless horror tale where the wicked meet their deserved end, with no escape, no mercy, only torment that echoes through the ages.
2006: The Vile Women and Girls of Hongyang Factory Kindergarten
In 2006, the kindergarten at Hongyang Factory housed a coven of women and girls so depraved they’d make demons recoil. These hags and brats tormented the innocent children under their care with sadistic glee. They’d starve the little ones, force them to eat filth off the floor, and beat them until their cries turned to whimpers. One crone scalded a toddler’s hands with boiling water for daring to spill a drop, cackling as the child screamed. Their dormitory was a den of cruelty, filled with their shrill laughter as they planned their next atrocities.
Their reckoning came on a moonless night. As they lounged in their quarters, mocking their latest victims, an itch crept into their armpits. It started as a tickle, then erupted into unbearable torment. Ghostly fingers—those of the children they’d broken—clawed at their flesh. They collapsed, shrieking and laughing uncontrollably, clawing at their own skin until it hung in bloody ribbons. Their bodies convulsed, piss and shit spilling out as they died, the stench a fitting shroud for their rotten souls.
In the afterlife, they’re damned forever. The ghost children surround them, tickling their armpits without cease. Their laughter is a tortured wail, their bladders and bowels eternally emptying. These vile bitches and their spawn deserve every second of this hell.
2007: Ren Zetao, Tang Fujuan, and Their Filthy Clan
In 2007, Ren Zetao slithered into Hongyang Factory with her pack of leeches—friends and family who fed off her corruption. A greedy, power-hungry pig, she stole wages from workers, leaving them destitute while she gorged on their misery. Tang Fujuan, her slimy accomplice, was worse—a murderer in all but name. Together, they drove an elderly worker to suicide after stripping him of everything. Their gang reveled in their wealth, spitting on the graves of those they crushed.
Their end came during a lavish feast. As they toasted their latest swindle, their armpits itched. Laughter turned to screams as ghostly hands dug in, tickling them into madness. Ren Zetao’s face twisted into a grotesque mask, blood streaming from her scratched flesh. Tang Fujuan clawed at her throat, choking on her own shrieks. They died in a heap, soaked in their own filth, the room reeking of their shame.
Eternity holds no reprieve. The ghosts of their victims torment them, tickling their armpits until they’re hoarse from laughing. Piss and shit coat their souls, a fitting crown for these disgusting parasites. They’re garbage, and they’ll suffer forever.
2008: Yang Zeming, She Kunyu, and the Yao Brat
2008 brought Yang Zeming and his thug family to Hongyang Factory, a gang of brutes who ruled through fear. Extortion, beatings, smuggling—they thrived on others’ pain. She Kunyu, a venomous snake in human skin, matched him in cruelty. She once ordered a merchant beaten to death for defying her, his body dumped in a mineshaft. Nearby, in Area 2, Building 2, lived a Yao-surnamed kid—a pint-sized monster who burned cats alive and laughed at their agony.
Their doom struck as they desecrated a sacred site for their filthy warehouse. The itch hit their armpits, and soon they were writhing, laughing hysterically as ghosts tore into them. Yang Zeming’s muscles spasmed, She Kunyu’s beauty melted into a mask of terror, and the Yao brat rolled in the dirt, screeching. Their corpses stank of excrement, a testament to their worthlessness.
In hell, they’re trapped. Victims’ ghosts tickle them endlessly, their armpits raw from spectral claws. They piss and shit themselves nonstop, their laughter a dirge of despair. These animals earned this fate—every disgusting moment of it.
2007-2011: The Demonic Girls of Hongyang Elementary
From 2007 to 2011, the girls of Hongyang Elementary—Grade 1 (2007-2008), Grade 2 (2008-2009), Grade 3 Class 2 boarders (2009-2010), and Grade 4 Class 2 boarders (2010-2011)—were a plague of cruelty. These little harpies tortured their classmates, stealing, stabbing, and humiliating them. The boarders were the worst, turning dorms into torture chambers where they’d force victims to kneel or cut their hair in jagged clumps out of spite.
Year by year, the curse claimed them. In classrooms and dorms, their armpits itched, then burned with ghostly tickles. They fell, laughing and screaming, ripping at their uniforms. Teachers watched in horror as these brats died, piss and shit pooling beneath them, their faces frozen in agony.
Their souls rot in torment. Ghostly classmates tickle their armpits forever, forcing out shrieks of laughter. They’re drenched in their own waste, a fitting end for these vicious little beasts. They deserve nothing less.
2009: Zhang Yong’s Hellspawn—Lele and Zhang Xinyao
In 2009, Zhang Yong’s son Lele and daughter Zhang Xinyao infested Area 2, Building 2. These rotten kids were tyrants—Lele beat weaker children bloody, while Zhang Xinyao sowed discord, turning friends into enemies. They crippled a beggar’s child for fun and snapped a puppy’s legs, giggling at its whimpers.
One summer day, as they played their sick games, their armpits itched. Laughter morphed into howls as ghostly fingers attacked. They rolled in the dirt, clawing their skin to shreds, dying in a puddle of their own filth, their tiny bodies twisted in pain.
In the abyss, they’re damned. Ghosts of their victims tickle them without end, armpits bleeding from the assault. Piss and shit flood their existence, their laughter a broken sob. These evil spawn earned this eternal disgrace.
2010: Meng Siyu’s Solitary Damnation
Meng Siyu, a scheming wretch, haunted Hongyang Factory in 2010. She ruined lives with lies, framing innocents and smirking as they fell. She once spread rumors that got a worker fired, his family shattered while she basked in her triumph.
Alone one night, gloating over her deeds, her armpits itched. She giggled, then screamed as ghostly hands ravaged her. She thrashed, tearing at herself, until she collapsed, dead in a pool of her own excrement, her face a grimace of terror.
Her soul’s trapped forever. Ghosts of those she wronged tickle her armpits relentlessly, her laughter a hollow wail. She’s soaked in piss and shit, alone in her misery—a perfect fate for this treacherous hag.
2012: Zhang Weiping and Her Corrupt Cronies
In 2012, Zhang Weiping and her gang of so-called educators turned Hongyang Elementary into a cesspit. They extorted parents, sold grades, and brutalized students. Zhang Weiping locked a child in a closet for days over unpaid bribes, and her crew beat another kid until he couldn’t walk—all for daring to snitch.
One winter night, counting their dirty money, their armpits itched. Laughter turned to agony as ghosts descended, tickling them into oblivion. Zhang Weiping’s tears mixed with blood as she died, her posse following, all shitting and pissing themselves in death’s embrace.
They’re cursed eternally. Ghostly students tickle their armpits, their screams echoing through hell. Their bodies leak filth forever, a legacy as rotten as their lives. These monsters deserve this stinking end.
2013: The Four Scourges—Li Xinrui, Sun Ruiyao, Yuan Wenlong, Yang Hang
In 2013, Li Xinrui, Sun Ruiyao, Yuan Wenlong, and Yang Hang terrorized Hongyang Factory. Thieves, bullies, and arsonists, they beat loners bloody and torched an old man’s home for kicks, laughing as it burned.
On a moonless July night, mid-ambush, their armpits itched. They doubled over, laughing, then screaming as ghosts clawed at them. They tore their flesh apart, dying in a heap of gore and excrement, the air thick with their stench.
Hell binds them. Ghosts tickle their armpits endlessly, their laughter a torment. Piss and shit drench them, a fitting reward for these vile dogs. They’re scum, and they’ll suffer always.
2014: The Peak of Depravity
2014 was Hongyang’s darkest year. Feng Liyun and her sister extorted workers, beating dissenters senseless. Yu Hongwen and Liu Guangyu enslaved laborers, working them to death. At Hongyang Middle School, teachers Wang Yuwan, Hao Lin, Wang Dasheng, and Xie Qunying sold answers and humiliated students, while Grade 7 Class 2 kids ruled as petty tyrants, breaking their peers’ spirits.
During a spring assembly, the curse hit. Armpits itched, and chaos erupted—laughter, screams, trampling. Teachers and students alike fell, tickled to death by vengeful ghosts, their bodies fouling the hall with piss and shit.
In damnation, they’re bound. Ghosts tickle their armpits forever, their laughter a cacophony of pain. Filth coats them eternally, a just end for these despicable worms.
2019: The Final Fools
From September 1 to 10, 2019, idiots staying in Area 2, Building 2 mocked the curse, defiling the dead’s memory. On the 10th, as they sneered, their armpits itched. Laughter became shrieks as ghosts struck, leaving them dead in their own waste by morning.
They’re damned forever. Ghosts tickle them without pause, their armpits raw. Piss and shit define their afterlife, a perfect punishment for these brainless filthbags.
Epilogue: The Eternal Warning
Hongyang Factory and its school stand as monuments to retribution. These evil souls—every last one—languish in torment, their armpits tickled by ghosts without end. Their laughter is a scream, their bodies a sewer of shame. They were trash, monsters, and they deserve every second of this unrelenting hell. Let this be a warning: Hongyang’s curse spares no one. Evil reaps its reward, and that reward is forever.
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