Liao Xuebing gathered more than a dozen people around him, "Why don't I tell you a story." ”

"Tell a story, do you think this is a classroom?" Mr. Chen said.

"Nympho boy, you shut up for me. Murong Lanluo raised her cute little fist at him.

Liao Xuebing cleared his throat: "This incident happened last year, one day I went to a friend's house to play late before going out, it was already late at night, my friend's family lives in the suburbs, it is difficult to call a taxi." I waited a long time for a taxi. ”

Chen Younian muttered, "What kind of story is this?" Murong Lanluo glared at him angrily.

Liao Xuebing continued: "I got into the taxi and talked to the driver. He was driving well, and as we passed the crematorium, a woman in white waved at us. The crematorium was far away from the city, and it was late at night, and the driver was afraid that she would not be able to call another taxi, so she was moved by compassion and asked me if I would like to take it with her. I said I don't mind. The woman was dressed in white clothes and white dresses, her face was also quite pale, and she sat in the back seat of the car without saying a word......

At this time, the classmates knew that he was going to tell a ghost story, and they all aroused their emotions. Bei Xiaodan saw that the moon had been obscured by the clouds, and asked hesitantly, "Teacher, is that woman a ghost?"

"The woman had an eerie air all over her body, and the driver and I were very scared, and the driver regretted that he had picked up the woman, and when he was very close to where she was going, he made an excuse that it was not good to turn around in front of her, and let the woman walk by herself, which was already very close. The woman nodded, opened the car door, and went out. The driver turned around to start the car, but he didn't hear the door closing, so he turned around and tried to close the door, but when he saw it, the woman was gone! I looked at the back seat with the driver at the same time, and there was no front, left, right, or back of the car! Could it be that she disappeared like this?"

Pei Xiaodan said: "Ah! I guess she must be a ghost!"

"The driver and I were getting more and more scared, and just as we were about to leave here, a bloody hand reached out and patted him on the shoulder, and as soon as we turned around, the woman was standing next to the driver with a bloody face......"

The night was thick, everyone was holding their breath, Liao Xuebing deliberately spoke in a low voice, which made the atmosphere doubly gloomy, and many girls screamed.

Liao Xuebing looked around, and then said: "At this time, the woman said in a miserable voice, 'Master, please don't stop next ......to the repaired sewer manhole cover when you park the car next time.'"

"Wha...... It's too strong, and the teacher is too good at blowing. The tense nerves were instantly relaxed, and everyone couldn't help but laugh.

It can't be said that he is not afraid of ghosts when he is usually rough, Ye Yuhu's heart is also hanging high, and it only became relaxed at this time, he was afraid that others would see his nervousness, so he pretended to be disdainful and said: "Hmph, it's not really a ghost, what's the big deal?"

Liao Xuebing set off the bonfire, "About ten years ago, I was still a child, there was a high school in Chunshan Town, more than 20 miles away from us, there was a girls' dormitory, there were seven girls, and there was nothing to do on weekdays, but one night, a girl named Lu Ping in the lower bunk couldn't sleep." ”

"Ha, girls' dormitory!" Ye Yuhu only said that after the teacher finished speaking, the ghost and the erotic love.

"Don't interject!" Murong Lan said coldly.

It was a surprisingly quiet night, so quiet that I could hear my own heartbeat. The roommates all slept, only Lu Ping tossed and turned on the bed, her eyes wide open. Looking at the table below, it was already two o'clock, although I wanted to sleep very much, but I couldn't sleep, she looked up and thought nonsense, wanted to study, wanted to do homework, wanted to have a crush on the boy, suddenly, she found that the mosquito net hanging on the bed was slowly sinking. Liao Xuebing's tone was flat when he told this story, and his demeanor was not too focused, and everyone didn't feel anything.

Chen Younian asked again: "Teacher, how do you understand the psychological activities of a girl in the middle ......of the night so clearly?"

Everyone automatically ignored him, Liao Xuebing said: "The students who have lived in the upper and lower bunks in the dormitory know that the mosquito net hanging on the bed is oval from the upper bunk, Lu Ping is a little strange, at first I thought it was wind, but gradually there was something printed from the mosquito net, Lu Ping took a closer look, it was a human face emerging from the mosquito net, and slowly became clear, just like a plaster face, and it was a man's face, still smiling at her......

Speaking of which, Lao Liao's voice gradually turned cold, and he grasped the rhythm of the story very well, and several girls listened to it, as if they were really in the story, fantasizing that they couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, and what a terrifying thing it was for a person's face to suddenly appear on the mosquito net, and they couldn't help hugging each other.

Liao Xuebing lit the limited-edition Dragon Heart ZIPPO lighter that robbed Ah Dao, and continued: "When Lu Ping saw this situation, he was so scared that he was chilled, he jumped up and screamed, waking up the whole bedroom, everyone asked what was going on, Lu Ping trembled, pointed to the bed, 'There are ghosts, there are ghosts. The girls in the dormitory were startled, but when they looked left and right, they found nothing, and thought that she was too tired during the day to hallucinate, and some thought she was dreaming, and comforted her that the night was fine. However, for several days from this day onwards, this plaster-like man's face was wrapped around Lu Ping, appearing every night, and the people in this dormitory never slept well. ”

The female audience began to feel creepy, and Wu Chunxing hugged Cui Zheng tightly and shrank into his arms one by one. Cui Zheng thought to himself: "Telling ghost stories to scare girls, the teacher really has a set, maybe he used to rely on this trick to pick up girls." Two men and women who looked like a fire took the opportunity to hug each other.

The girls in the dormitory couldn't sleep well, and their academic performance also declined, so the head teacher asked the reason, and then this incident alarmed the school, and the school suspected that Lu Ping was making excuses for poor grades, so the head teacher and a few boys stayed at the door of the dormitory that night. At two or three o'clock, Lu Ping really screamed again, and the head teacher and the boys rushed into the dormitory, but they didn't find anything. Lu Ping's face was still panicked, and his speech was intermittent, "He, he, he came out of the mosquito net...... "What? ”

Hearing this, Murong Lanluo deliberately pretended to be scared and wanted to take the opportunity to hug the teacher, but everyone was watching and felt embarrassed, so he secretly grabbed the corner of the teacher's clothes, and felt a little relieved.