Handbook of Laughing Girl

The hem of the aqua-blue skirt was stained with dust, the black hair was covered with sticky scarlet, and the air smelled of stench.

Are all grievances so pitiful...?

Mo Jingan held back the tears in his eyes, his nose was sour.

Poor people must be hateful. This sentence is not entirely correct.

No one sentence can apply to everyone.

They separated her limbs from her body, wrapped her head in cloth, discarded it, and buried it.

Female college students go out and lose contact and are suspected of being abducted...

"Girl... girl... When will you go home? Mom made your favorite dishes for you. There is a big table. Knowing you are greedy, I like to eat mom's dishes the most..."

"Girl... why haven't you come back..."

The haggard middle-aged woman sat crying on the bed in the girl's dormitory, stroking the clothes she wore with trembling hands, as if touching some treasure.

"Girl, don’t you always say that Dad doesn’t understand romance. It will be your birthday in a few days. Dad will buy you a lot of roses and chocolates. Don’t you give these things to your favorite girl? Dad doesn’t understand these. But you definitely like it. Dad is going to buy a lot for you. Just use the Taobao you taught Dad. Girl, Dad is smart..."

The middle-aged man twitched his mouth and showed a smile that was uglier than crying.

"My girl...so good...so good...who was the one who suffered a thousand swords! Girl! Girl!"

The woman let out a heartbreaking cry and buried her face on her daughter's bed sheet.

Transparent tears were floating in the air, no one could see.

The girl stroked her mother's face, and hugged her father's waist, with a tenderness on her face.

Sorry... Dad... Mom... Daughter is not filial... Daughter is too stupid... Can't see people clearly...

When the middle-aged men and women heard the rumors of the girls in the school, they screamed in anger.

"You guys are talking nonsense! My girl is so good, how can anyone say that to her!"

The originally gentle woman was touched against the scales, and she became fangs and claws.

"Blame us, don't know anything, let the girl suffer alone."

"She is always so behaved and doesn't let us worry about her. She's long and sleek, and she doesn't have the money to buy her particularly good-looking clothes. She is no match, and she also allows us to have a good rest..."

"Girl... go home..."

Dad, take good care of mom, rub her more when she has rheumatism, and pay more attention to her feelings.

Mom, feel good about Dad, don't let him drink, he has a bad stomach, and he loves to be strong in front of others...

You...well...I...well...

The group of women were consoling and comforting, and the girl sneered in mid-air...

The first one jumped from the window of the dormitory with a miserable death.

The second is suicide by dying of fear and mental breakdown.

The third one was in a trance and died in a car accident.

The third died on the way to surrender. The girl prevented her from moving forward.

Why not let the truth be told?

Because it's so painful.

Let her parents think that she is missing and live with a little hope. If they know that their favorite daughter is divided and buried, what will happen to them... She dare not think... It's better... …

The truth is often cruel.

All four people in that dormitory died, and since then they have become the existence of fear and adventure. The girl has been wandering here and never left.

She has always ignored naive ghost tricks.

When I am a human being, I am confused, and I will not understand the past and the present when I become a ghost, guessing the future for others.

Mo Jingan's tears couldn't help but flowed down the corners of her eyes. She sucked her nose and wiped her eyes, her heart hurt and she became nervous.

All this means that the female ghost in front of her, that is, z, has a deep grievance.

This ghost wants to kill them.

Zhao Shu's eyes flickered, and he took a small step back calmly. Zuo Zhi rubbed his dry eyes, still staying at the emotional stage. The IQ was not online, but the IQ of Yan Zhuo beside him was always on the horizontal line. The posture of protection has been made.

Zhao Shu looked at his teammates, he was irritable and threw the table up, every time he was alive and dead, could he not be forced to feed on dog food, and she was the only one fighting for a man, a man and a woman, a pair of women!

This said a good script is not the same, drop it!

Da da da……

Yu Xi rejected Nineteen's proposal to eliminate some interference from her, and entered the illusion of a female ghost cloth.

The female ghost sat quietly in the large chair with a beautiful face. She was sewing the things on her hands with the needle and thread, stitch by stitch, looking very focused.

A bit like a girl from the southern water village, gentle and meticulous.

She looked at the visitor, raised her head and bent her eyes and smiled, her smile was delicate and beautiful.

If the thing she sews is not her body, then it must be more beautiful.

The blood seems to be coagulated and no blood flows out, which is very beneficial to the sewing process.

The fine stitches and pointed needles penetrate the surface of the skin, pulling a long black thread.

She was sewing her head, connecting her head to her neck, and the black thread was particularly conspicuous on the white skin.

Yu Xi looked coldly, without expressing nausea or fear.

The female ghost sighed softly, put her body aside, and her half-stitched head was hanging diagonally, quiet and weird.

She tidyed up the folds of her skirt, sat very straight, pale, and quietly stared at Yu Xi.

"I feel that you are different from them."

She pulled the hair hanging on the side of her face to her ears, exposing her blue neck, where there was an obvious trace of being cut.

Yu Xi nodded without denying, waiting for her next words.

"I won't kill you... I feel... I can't kill you either... You are dangerous, even more dangerous than that person... You can take the girl next to you and leave..."

She raised her hand gently, and her voice was as light as an elf.

"What if I don't agree?"

Yu Xi turned her wrist, she didn't have to agree to this condition.

"Then I'm sorry, I have to take the lives of some people."

"Even if your soul is lost?"

Yu Xi frowned.

"Yes, this is the mission."

The girl smiled sadly, she stood up, her calf under the skirt looked straight and beautiful.

She picked up her corpse and walked away like a step by step, Yu Xi's illusion shattered.

Yu Xi, who already knew the plot, knew what the ghost meant, but she couldn't spoil it.

Compared with Yu Xi's peace of talk and talk, the female ghost completely showed her violence from other people.

Mo Jingan felt that his limbs and neck were confined, and he couldn't move.

She felt that she was lying on a platform similar to an operating table, and the iron ring had fixed her here, unable to escape.

Mo Jingan was no longer panicking before, and kept telling himself that this was an illusion, an illusion.

But when the girl appeared beside her, she still panicked.

"You...they are already dead... why do you still harm others..."

Mo Jingan's vision is limited. She looked at the girl with her eyes open, trying to persuade her.

The girl let out a chuckle, but did not answer Mo Jingan's question.

The cold face of the scalpel was attached to Mo Jingan's face, and it slowly slid down.

"That feeling is very painful... You know, why do you want to harm innocent people like us?"

Mo Jingan's body trembled, and he understood the female ghost's intentions for a moment.

She wants to... dismember her!

"It's because of the feeling that I know that I want you to taste it."

The girl Qiao Xiaoqianxi, narrating her own reasons plainly.

"Don't worry, my technique must be better than the three of them. They cut me with pits and pits, and the cutting edge is not flat at all, and it is not beautiful at all. I will definitely cut you neatly."

The girl comfortably patted her neck with a knife.

"Go away!"

Yu Xi... come and save me!

Yu Xi...

Mo Jingan suddenly realized how much he depends on Yu Xi...

Obviously such a supernatural phenomenon, she just feels that Yu Xi will definitely save her, and she will definitely be able to save her...

Yu Xi looked at Mo Jingan, who was sweating with his eyes closed, and called nineteen.

"Nineteen, remove some interference, mental attacks."

[Dududu, no problem, leave it to the lovely me! 】

The girl's knife cut through the skin of Mo Jingan's neck, showing an interesting smile. The next moment she was attacked by an unknown powerful force and fell to her knees.

The illusion disappeared.

The female ghost looked at Yu Xi with horror and hatred, and stepped aside.

Disappeared... The operating table disappeared... The iron ring disappeared... No more... No more...

Mo Jingan's palms were sweaty and cold, and she touched her neck in horror. Fortunately, there were no wounds.

"I'm okay, I was scared to death, my mother was almost dismembered by that female ghost, let me go, why is the long and beautiful look so bad!"

Zuo Zhi touched his arm.

"Touch me and tell me that my limbs are healthy."

Zuo Zhi snapped up Yan Zhuo's hand and asked him to touch him around.

"Touch my neck."

Yan Zhuo's hands were warm, Zuo Zhi took his hand and touched his neck, enjoying it.

Yan Zhuo felt the slippery and fragile palm, and squinted his eyes.

"Well, it's okay."

"That's good, your hands are so comfortable."

Zuo Zhi gave him a silly smile.

Zhao Shu in shock: Mom's spicy eyes.

Can you still play together! Can't it!

The female ghost was gone, and the spatial dimension disappeared.

Mo Jingan held his head and looked at the exercise book on his desk, and looked at the electronic watch.

There are still ten minutes before school.

Mo Jingan took out a tissue to wipe the sweat from his palms, and rubbed his hands a few times in fear.

"You are still cold on such a hot day."

The tablemate gave her a strange look.

"Um... my hands are a little cold."

The heart is also cold.

After school, a large group of students walked out, laughing and talking, it was so lively.

"Sisi, what did you find?"

Yan Zhuo looked at Yu Xi with inquiring eyes, his expression made people puzzled.

"The female ghost said to keep our lives."

Yu Xi looked at him calmly.

"This is better than the first one. If you follow the trajectory of the strange talk, there will be more behind."

Zhao Shu rubbed his eyebrows, thinking about that weird post all the time.

"Why did she run away suddenly? Something seems to have been attacked."

Yan Zhuo's eyes were still fixed on Yu Xi.

"Probably... Enchantment."

Yu Xi shrugged.

Several people looked at Yu Xi.

Enchantment... enchantment?

True·System·Nineteen·False·Enchantment:…………

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