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It's more of a cold joke than a ghost story.

This story was unanimously despised by everyone, but because it was a warm-up, it was barely over. Anyway, Dongfang Ming had to tell it again after a round.

And while the second person was telling ghost stories, Dongfang Ming put on headphones and played a song.

He didn't play "The Great Compassion Mantra" because that song always sounded a little sinister.

Dongfang Ming does not like topics such as ghosts.

Sitting next to Dongfang Ming, Bai Shangchuixue found that Dongfang Ming was wearing headphones quietly, she just smiled and did not report it to everyone.

He took off Dongfang Ming's earphones and whispered against Dongfang Ming's face: "Don't worry, we basically talk about urban legends, not about ghosts. Many people are afraid of that thing."

Japanese ghosts have long horns like Ayame, and ghosts correspond to Chinese ghosts.

Baishang Chuixue's words are comforting. There are a lot of bold virtual anchors. How can they only talk about urban legends, and there are not no terrifying ghosts in urban legends.

Like Hanako in the toilet and Sadako crawling out of the TV.

It's just that these two urban legends have a long history, and now the Hanako and Sadako of this urban legend seem to have become incredible things in animation works.

It becomes a word that starts with R and ends with Q.

"Let me lean on."

Dongfang Ming put on the earphones that had been taken off, and closed his eyes while leaning on Fuxue's shoulders.

This person is envious of Jinghua, who can't even watch Parry, and he also wants to have a beautiful girl to rely on.

Compared to Jinghua, who had been watching Bai Mao and Fubuki, Xia Sesai did not dare to look at Fubuki and the others.

She was afraid of tears rushing out.

Angel Pecora kept her head down, she was thinking about how to tell horror stories. Because there are too many demons and demons, Pecora doesn't know which horror stories are.

The whole village is full of evil spirits, and the food provided to her is all fingers, shouldn't it be a horror story, and that grimace on the wall at midnight shouldn't be counted either.

Pecora chose the things she had experienced before, and searched for the things she thought everyone would find terrifying.

What she didn't know was that a lot of things she had experienced were selected, the ordinary people who died in it were selected, and the story told from the perspective of that ordinary person would be a very terrifying horror story.

Listening to the song, leaning on the fox's thin shoulders, Dongfang Ming fell asleep in a daze.

"Ming sauce, Ming sauce, are you up?"

When Dongfang Ming woke up again, the world was dark, and he was shocked, was he blind?

Dongfang Ming felt at ease after seeing Fuxue's eyes that looked like predators in the dark green.

It doesn't look like he's blind.

"What's the matter, turn off the other lights."

"Because..." Shirakami Fukiyuki dragged his voice in a long, strange tone, and a terrifying BGM came from his cell phone.

"Because of what..." Dongfang Ming had a bad premonition, it was impossible for this group of people to tell ghost stories and tell supernatural events.

"Because we lit candles, but just now someone yawned and put out the candle too much."

The words fell on the snow blowing over the white, and the candles on the table were lit.

"Don't yawn at Jinghua this time, it's too scary to have a BGM after a dark couple." Parry said, "You are so loud."

"..." Since it was his wife who said it, Jinghua has to suffer too. No matter how you say Parry is his wife, although he is a man, he is also his wife.

"Where did your candles come from?"

Dongfang Ming asked, he didn't expect that this group of people would tell ghost stories for the horror atmosphere, he looked around again and found that someone was leaning on the sofa with his eyes closed, or leaning on the shoulder of the person next to him, pillowing on the person next to him. leg.

"The staff provided. She also provided a lot."

Fubuki Shirakami pointed to something on the table.

Pens, small plates, mirrors, red embroidered shoes, blood-stained kimonos.

"…"

Dongfang Ming felt that the staff member was not a person. This was not to scold the staff member, but Dongfang Ming really felt that the staff member was not a person.

Who is the normal person who provides these things? In other words, there are a few things that are only popular in China, right? Is this a cultural export?

The pen and plate Dongfang Ming knew how to play, but he didn't know how to play with the evil-looking red embroidered shoes, so it couldn't possibly be used as an airplane cup.

No, not necessarily... Dongfang Ming fell into contemplation, if the embroidered shoes are stained with unclean things, can rely on the vigorous essence of men to wash away the evil energy on them.

Dongfang Ming did not dare to say or ask. It is impossible for him to ask Jinghua or Parry with embroidered shoes if any of you have a shot at embroidered shoes.

If he did, maybe he would be sent to a mental hospital by everyone.

He just rectified Jinghua, and Jinghua will definitely make him mentally ill.

At that time, there may be rumors on the Internet that after Jinghua's death, the white cat was distraught and couldn't accept Jinghua's death, so he went crazy.

The birth of rumors is very simple, not to mention the help of self-media.

Never overestimate the integrity of the media, they can be like a French newspaper for money.

It also said in front that "monsters from Corsica landed in the port of Ruan", and then began "His Majesty the Supreme Emperor arrived in his faithful Paris today".

Instead of believing in the integrity of the media, it is better to believe that mea is a clear and lovely weak and beautiful girl.

Although the latter is unlikely, since there are few clear moments for mea.

Fortunately, Chuixue didn't ask everyone to play games like Pen Fairy and Die Fairy, just telling ordinary ghost stories.

The ghost story has not been finished yet, because when Dongfang Ming fell asleep, Pecora did not know what kind of story was considered a horror story.

So at Fubuki's suggestion, she processed the horrible things she experienced.

The so-called processing is what she experienced to pinch off the end of her appearance, not to mention that angels came out to purify evil spirits and demons.

Just tell the survival stories of ordinary people, delete all those who survived, and only tell about the dead, and tell how the unfortunate ones who died before the angels came to save them died.

Now it's Xushen Qinyin's turn to tell the story. Dongfang Ming sees Xushen Qinyin's face and doesn't know why there is a sentence in his mind, "I am very happy because I am Xushen Qinyin".

At present, there are only a few people who can make him see the words and voices in his mind.

Mea, Rabbit Pekra, and Fubuki.