Lin Shihao's words were very strong, and Zhao Yu was not allowed to refute.

Zhao Yu blushed and said, "But can you take your hand away first?"

"Oh, how could my hand be here?" Lin Shihao said, grabbing it recklessly.

It's not the first time Zhao Yu has been attacked by Lin Shihao, but she is not used to it every time.

And every time Lin Shihao said it so innocently, whether he did it on purpose or not, of course Zhao Yu could see it.

Damn little bastard, Zhao Yu saw that Lin Shihao still didn't take his hand back, and reached out to take his hand away.

It's getting more and more excessive, it's really getting more and more excessive! Zhao Yu pinched Lin Shihao's arm fiercely.

If he doesn't exert himself, how can he have a memory?

Lin Shihao grinned in pain, and said innocently: "Can't you help but be punished?"

These words did not make Zhao Yu suspicious, but ...... You can't just do it! and...... I didn't even say hello.

If Lin Shihao said hello, would Zhao Yu agree? Definitely not, so the best way is to strike first.

Anyway, if you touch it, what can you do if you are pinched?

Lin Shihao was not annoyed at all.

"The devil believes in you. Zhao Yu was still red.

"Shhhh Lin Shihao hurriedly stopped Zhao Yu and didn't let her continue, "The old saying goes...... Don't talk about people during the day, and don't talk about ghosts at night. Lin Shihao knew that Zhao Yu was more superstitious, and deliberately scared.

He hated himself for being a wooden fish head, why didn't he think of scaring her with ghost stories earlier, and then ...... Taking advantage of people's danger?

Although the method is a little shameful, for the sake of his love, Lin Shihao can't care so much.

"You don't talk nonsense here, it's not early, hurry up and go back to sleep!" Zhao Yu is a smart woman, she sees through Lin Shihao's dirty thoughts.

Lin Shihao refused to leave, he lowered his voice and said: "Don't believe it, I heard the old people say ......it when I lived in the countryside when I was a child."

I don't know why, many ghost stories start in the countryside, and most of the ghost stories are related to the countryside.

Lin Shihao was used to hearing such stories, so he opened his mouth to come, of course, the beginning of the story and the content of the story were all made up.

Zhao Yu didn't want to hear it, and she could easily hear that Lin Shihao was deliberately scaring her, and Lin Shihao's ability to make up stories was really not good.

Although she knew that it was fake, but at night, Zhao Yu was more superstitious, which still made her feel furious.

"Don't say it, the donkey's lips are not the right one, go and deceive those ignorant little girls!" Zhao Yu interrupted Lin Shihao.

This made Lin Shihao very embarrassed, damn, why are you angry everywhere?

Bullying me doesn't tell stories, do you?

"I originally wanted to tease you, since you want to hear the true story, then I can only tell you the secret of my family, anyway, you will marry into our Lin family in the future, and sooner or later you will know." Lin Shihao said it seriously, and almost deceived himself.

But Zhao Yu still didn't believe it.

This guy has a high ability to deceive people!

"Do you know how our Lin family started?" asked Lin Shihao in a low voice.

Zhao Yu shook his head.

"Let me tell you, my family used to rob tombs. Lin Shihao secretly took out the magic mirror......

There are few boys who don't lie to girls, just as girls lie.

There are not so many honest people in this world who will tell lies to a greater or lesser extent.

Especially for men and women in love, it is normal to tell some white lies in order to increase the relationship between each other.

Lin Shihao's ability to tell stories is not very good, and his ability to make up stories is also poor, but he has the help of the magic mirror!

He lowered his head and pretended to be deep, as if he was really reminiscing about the past, but in fact he was looking at the story shown in the magic mirror.

"More than fifty years ago, in Changsha Dart Ridge, four Tufuzi were squatting on a mound, and everyone didn't speak, staring directly at the Luoyang shovel on the ground......"

Thus begins the story of the Tomb Robbery Notes.

This time the story sounds much more reliable, those tools needed to rob the tomb are not made up, if you don't know anything about it, how can he be named?

There was only Lin Shihao's deep voice in the room, and Zhao Yu was fascinated by it, and his nervous palms were full of sweat.

Lin Shihao said that the protagonist of the story was his third uncle, who made this book written by someone else!

But there is also a third uncle in the story, whenever Lin Shihao talks about it, he has to say the third uncle of my third uncle......

It's quite tongue-twisting.

But the story is an attractive story, and Zhao Yu, who already likes supernatural things, is naturally fascinated by it.

Unconsciously, it was late at night, and Lin Shihao suddenly yawned when he was talking about a more critical time, "I'm tired, I'm telling you about it one day, you should rest early!"

Zhao Yu was fascinated by the listening, so she didn't pay attention to the time, and when she saw that the clock hanging on the wall was almost twelve o'clock, she was quite surprised.

How did time pass so quickly?

It's so late, and it's not good for Zhao Yu to continue to keep Lin Shihao at home.

And Lin Shihao also left Zhao Yu's house with a sense of consciousness.

He wondered, according to the plot...... The little rich woman should be scared!

But why didn't she say a word of retention?

Isn't the story good enough?

With one question after another, Lin Shihao returned to his home dejectedly, and then climbed onto the bed.

When Lin Shihao was there, someone accompanied Zhao Yu, and she was not very, very afraid.

But after Lin Shihao left, Zhao Yu turned off the lights and returned to bed, and the fear began to spread.

The dark room, I couldn't see my fingers, and when I closed my eyes, my mind was full of stories told by Lin Shihao, and my head was ...... Tumulus...... Blood......

Zhao Yu sat up suddenly, she didn't dare to sleep, the story was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and it was too difficult not to think about it.

Ghost stories on the big night, this guy is such a bastard.

Damn, hateful, Zhao Yu gritted his teeth, why did I listen to it just now? Why didn't you drive him away?

Zhao Yu turned on the light, but she still couldn't sleep.

As soon as she closed her eyes, she felt that something was watching her, and she covered her head with the quilt, and she suspected that something terrible was watching her under the quilt.

Lamplight...... did not let Zhao Yu find too much sense of security.

Looking at the empty room, Zhao Yu felt that it was a little different from usual.

Her heart was furious, and the feeling of fear was getting stronger and stronger.

What can I do? What can I do at this time?

Zhao Yu quickly put on a piece of clothing, didn't even wear shoes, ran out of his house in a panic, and then slammed the door of Lin Shihao's house hard.

Ghost Stories...... There are already noticeable results.