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The four eyes met, flashing the swords and swords between the rivals in love, until Zhu Xiaoyun spoke, the two restrained their hostility towards each other.

"This ancient house is from the last century. It took me a lot of effort to find this place. Please stop arguing, you two. We will live here tonight."

As he spoke, Zhu Xiaoyun raised his fist, as if to cheer everyone up.

"Remember our slogan!"

"The Spirit Society is fearless!"

Zhu Xiaoyun is not ashamed - after all, she made up this slogan.

But other people, including Li Sheng and Lin Daohui, really couldn't open their mouths.

Their faces were embarrassed and their expressions were stiff. After seeing them, Zhu Xiaoyun didn't act like a lady, but just said lively: "Roll roll first!"

"Li Sheng."

"Lin Daohui."

"Jiang Yan."

"Lu An."

"Yang Zheng."

"Recreation."

"Zhu Xiaoyun."

Seven people, two women and five men are all here.

Zhu Xiaoyun seemed to have the joy of ordering troops, and the rich lady waved her hand excitedly.

"I announce that the first group activity in the new semester of the Ghost Club of Normal University will start now!"

"Target: This ancient house!"

……

"Young children..."

"They don't know the reason why curiosity killed the cat, they don't understand that supernatural events are far beyond the reach of people, and they don't know what is hidden in this house!"

The storytelling level of Guifeng is not bad-it can also add a narration for you from time to time.

Seeing that everyone was focusing their attention and listening carefully, Guifeng nodded in satisfaction.

"The ancient house occupies a large area, like a noble house in the previous dynasty, with a corridor, front yard, wing rooms and backyard."

"Seven young men and women just entered the mansion, and seemed intimidated by the size of the mansion, but soon, Zhu Xiaoyun, a rich lady, came up with an idea."

……

"We'll just stay overnight in the lobby!"

Courage has its limits.

Although Zhu Xiaoyun, the back wave, is bold and likes to act recklessly, he is not a ruthless character of the Blue Bull Death Squad.

Seven people make do with one night in the front hall, with food, drink and tents, and the night will not be difficult—and some team building activities can be added in the middle.

After all, she often engages in these things when she sees her father's company.

Hearing Zhu Xiaoyun's decision, everyone had no objection. The boys came to the front hall with big and small packages, and the girls took out the prepared food and drinks.

About an hour later, the tent was set up, and the tablecloth spread out on the ground was also filled with snacks and drinks. The seven people sat in a circle according to Zhu Xiaoyun's request, and started the first and only project of this group activity .

Tell ghost stories.

The time has come to the evening, and the dim sun is about to set. This ancient house is a big family, and the walls faintly block the sunlight, making the old house a little dark.

But that's exciting.

This is the collective activity pursued by the Ghost Society and Zhu Xiaoyun.

Light up some portable table lamps, and the light in the front hall is bright for a while, which dispels the fear in other people's hearts a little bit. Seeing that, Zhu Xiaoyun smiled and opened his mouth.

"Which one of us will come first?"

The other six people looked at each other, and Lin Dao would raise his hand in a moment.

"I'll come first."

After finishing speaking, Lin Daohui cleared his throat.

"It was a dark and windy night. A taxi drove across the street. A woman waved to get in the car, and the driver stopped to pick up passengers.

It was quite quiet along the way, until the woman opened her mouth.

Do you want an apple?Quite delicious.

Of course the driver would not eat the apples brought by the guests, he shook his head and heard the woman say regretfully.

I loved eating apples the most during my lifetime.

These words startled the driver.

Then the woman leaned forward and leaned forward, and said another word. "

Lin Daohui used a low tone to deliberately create a tense atmosphere. Seeing Zhu Xiaoyun's serious face, he smiled.

"She said: But I don't like eating after giving birth..."

"What?"

"Fuck Lao Lin, your story is really..."

For a while, the girl was angry, and the boy laughed and scolded, but it has to be said that the atmosphere at the scene was no longer dignified after being disturbed by Lin Daohui.

Everyone started talking one after another.

Old houses, lights, flickering shadows, and ghost story sessions.

The atmosphere really has the atmosphere.

For a while, the seven men and women chatted happily.

Until Yang Zheng stood up: "I'll go out and pee."

"Just pee in the yard, don't go far."

"Don't worry, I don't have the guts."

Yang Zheng described the fact that he was timid in a high-sounding manner.

But many things cannot be solved with timidity and prudence.

……

"Shhhhhh..."

The bladder was emptied, and Yang Zheng felt refreshed. He pulled up his trousers and turned his head, only to hear a slight rubbing sound behind him.

This made Yang Zheng look back to the corner.

At the corner, urine flowed like a small river, and some of the urine even stuck to the soles of Yang Zheng's shoes.

He didn't feel disgusted by his own things, he was still looking for the source of the rubbing sound just now.

until another sound...

This sound is much clearer than before.

"Yang Zheng."

Yang Zheng was startled, he turned his neck and looked around, but he didn't realize who was calling him.

Goosebumps popped up all over his body, Yang Zheng wanted to leave but couldn't lift his legs, he suddenly looked down at his feet, only to see a pale hand ruthlessly tugging at his ankle in his own urine!

"Yang Zheng!"

The sound came again.

But this time Yang Zheng saw that under the moonlight, his urine reflected light like a mirror, and his own reflection on the water surface was staring at him fiercely with strange and unpredictable eyes.

Pale skin is not like a living person.

Reflection reached out and grabbed Yang Zheng's ankle.

Just as Yang Zheng wanted to scream, the third "Yang Zheng" suddenly came out from the reflection.

"Whoosh" sound.

Yang Zheng seemed to have fallen into a quagmire, and instantly disappeared into his own body fluids. Then the puddle of sewage squirmed, and one hand stuck out from the sewage, grabbed the ground, and slowly drilled out from the ground.

"Yang Zheng...cough cough, hello everyone, I'm Yang Zheng."

The newly appeared ghost with Yang Zheng's facial features and clothes smiled slightly, and his pale face gradually turned red.

He became Yang Zheng.

In other words, he is now Yang Zheng.

……

"what!"

Zhu Xiaoyun yawned big.

The time has come to 11 o'clock at night, and the power of the desk lamp is not enough, and the light is slightly dim.

"It's alright, it's time for you guys to go to bed. Get up tomorrow and this club activity will be over perfectly. Thank you for your participation."

After speaking, Zhu Xiaoyun wanted to stand up and get into the tent to have a good sleep.

However, when she finished speaking, she suddenly found that no one in the room responded.

Those six people just stared at Zhu Xiaoyun strangely.

"what happened?"

Zhu Xiaoyun said with a smile, without thinking about it at all, after a while, Li Sheng still spoke.

"Actually, I think tonight's event is quite interesting...but the ending is not so good..."

"How about this, Xiaoyun, sit down first, and let me tell the last ghost story."

Zhu Xiaoyun had no reason not to agree to such a trivial matter.

Although her face was a little tired, she still said, "The last one has been agreed."

Li Sheng made an OK gesture, and he spoke.

"There is an ancient house in the suburbs of Guling City, but most people don't know that this old house is haunted."

Zhu Xiaoyun narrowed his eyes immediately: "Hey, hey, you're easy to get beaten up for saying that!"

Li Sheng smiled strangely and ignored Zhu Xiaoyun: "This ancient house has a long history, and the long history means that many people died in the ancient house. No one knows that in this strange place, countless undead are longing for the flesh and blood of the living. ..."

"But today, five men and two women came to the old house, planning to stay here."

"This was originally a group building activity called the Ghost Club initiated by the rich lady."

"But at the team building event, things changed a bit."

"Crap" sounded.

Li Sheng took off his head.

No blood flowed from the smooth cut, and the head held in Li Sheng's arms did not change in expression—he could even continue to speak.

"They sat in a circle and told ghost stories."

"The first thing that happened was Yang Zheng, who was replaced by Mirror Ghost."

Zhu Xiaoyun couldn't even utter a scream, she could only turn her head stiffly, and looked at Yang Zheng...but she saw Yang staring at her expressionlessly, for a moment, he grinned, sticking out his tongue playfully, and crossed He licked Zhu Xiaoyun's side face from a distance of three meters.

"Then what happened was Kang Le..."

A wound burst out of Kang Le's body suddenly, blood oozes out, and a huge amount of blood flows, covering Zhu Xiaoyun's calf in an instant.

The stench, the broken limbs and broken arms floating in the bloody water.

And Li Sheng's words that sounded slowly.

"And then Lin Daohui."

"Ahhhh!"