The show has been staged, Jiang Hao, as the chief director, continues to give full play to his ingenuity, and must use all kinds of means to the extreme, all kinds of tricks are endless, and all the brains are used on the four people.

"When will I be able to come down?"

The young man with a pimple on his face did not hear the screams that happened when his companions were rectified, he wore the miserable white mask with blood droplets, and honestly waited at the staircase, patiently waiting for the arrival of Jiang Hao and the four of them.

The young man with a fleshy face had long been frightened by the ghost stories that continued to be told in his ears, and if it weren't for the sake of keeping his promise and making some money, he would have run away a long time ago.

At this moment, he only has one thought, and that is to end this damn whole person activity as soon as possible.

"Give me my life."

A faint woman's voice suddenly remembered without warning, and the voice flashed away.

"What sound?"

The young man shuddered, and stood up sensitively, thinking about the nervous scanning around him, but the whole corridor was empty.

It must be the sound from the ghost story playing.

The young man touched the flesh bumps on his face, comforting himself, feeling that he was so nervous that he had auditory hallucinations!

"Give me my life."

Just as he was about to crouch down again, the voice drifted into his ears again, and the voice was full of dull grievances.

"Who?" This time the sound was clear, and it was distinctly different from the ghost story heard from the hanging speaker, which was clearly artificial.

The young man with the pimple of flesh shot vigilantly, his teeth biting his lip fiercely, clenching his fists fiercely, because he was too hard, his knuckles bulged white.

"I died so unjustly."

The pore horror voice faintly remembers, still without the slightest emotion, shriveled, without the slightest nutrient, but can be transmitted to people's ears, but there is a magical magic, making people's whole heart seem to be grabbed by someone, unable to breathe.

"Don't pretend to be a ghost, I'm not afraid of you, you will come out if you have a kind."

The young man turned pale, turned around, and roared around, trying to cheer himself on by raising his voice.

Suddenly, the young man with a lump of flesh froze, and a cold current rushed up from his ankles, rushing wildly, rushing directly into his brain, making his whole person like a wood carving, and he didn't dare to move.

The young man with the pimple pupled up his courage, cautiously bowed his head to the bottom, looked at the cold object that bound his ankles, and the first thing that caught his eye was a pair of shriveled palms, and the five fingers seemed to have been soaked in water for a long time, slightly bloated, and continued to look along the arm, it was a woman dressed in white!

This one?

The young man whose ankles were clasped to death was constantly gasping in fright, his scalp was numb for a while, and a woman grabbed his ankles, and he didn't have the slightest intuition, which was terrible!

"Who are you?" The young man with a fleshy face, the corners of his eyes twitched a few times, and he mustered up the courage to ask, and struggled with his ankle a few times, but the other party grabbed it too tightly, and he couldn't break free, so he could only give up temporarily, looking left and right, and he really couldn't figure out where the woman in front of him came from.

"I'm so wronged."

The woman was about twenty years old, dressed in a white gown, with a slightly bloated face, a pair of lifeless eyes, staring at each other without blinking, like a repeater, repeating a sentence, as if she had come out of this sentence, and could not say anything.

"If you have anything to say, let's talk about it, can you let it go first?"

The more the fleshy pimple young man looked at the other party, the more frightened he became, and said with a smile, with a hint of pleading in his tone, and he didn't forget to continue to pull out his feet.

"I was wronged."

The woman stubbornly tilted her face up, still in a tone that was not at all lifeless.

"You get up."

The young man with a fleshy face, looking back left, still remembered the pore horror sound in his ears, he couldn't stay for a minute, he pulled hard, he felt like he was breaking free, and the crisp sound of bone breaking sounded almost at the same time.

"This is ......."

The young man with a fleshy face, before he had time to be happy, saw the arm attached to his ankle, and was almost paralyzed in fright, panicked for a while, his feet shook vigorously, his lips trembled, and he said apologetically with a crying voice: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." ”

"I was wronged."

The miserable white face of the woman in white did not cause even the slightest pain because of the broken arm, it was still a numb expression, and it was still a unified tone.

"I ......."

The young man with a fleshy face was in a hurry to say a few words of comfort, but when he saw the face of the girl in white, he couldn't pronounce half a character anymore when the voice came to his mouth.

I saw that the originally empty eyes of the girl in white became red, and then bright red blood flowed down from the corners of ......her eyes little by little.

"Ghost ......."

The young man with a fleshy face, his voice was broken, and his voice was so terrible that it was terrifying, and it was simply not like a human being could pronounce it.

There is only one thought in the young man's mind at the moment, and that is to run!

But the moment his thoughts came to him, the moment he raised his head, the whole person froze in place, his legs seemed to be filled with lead, and he no longer had the idea of escaping, and said to himself: "Is this ......?" ”

"I've been wronged."

"I've been wronged."

“……”

The noisy voice quickly remembered in the entire aisle, and there was a palpitating chill in the sound, just like the moon standing naked in the icy lake, and the chill drilled into the bone marrow and into the heart.

The young man with a fleshy pimple on his face was already colorless at the moment, staring blankly at the front, only to see that on the originally empty and long aisle, at this moment, white clothes were fluttering everywhere, and what was even more terrifying was that these women in white were hanging on the roof of the building.

The white voice, the blood-red eyes, all the pictures are full of frightening weirdness, and the young man with a fleshy pimple on his face who has been nervous for a long time finally couldn't stand it, his eyes were black, and he passed out completely.

The moment he fainted, the woman in white who appeared in the corridor disappeared as if she had never appeared, and everything was calm again.

Taylor sat on a low stool with Erlang's legs crossed, with a cheerful smile on his face, and he was excited when he remembered the scene when Jiang Hao was able to get Jiang Hao to be scared this time.

Taylor took out the camera from his pocket and turned on the switch of the camera, he was ready to wait for Jiang Hao to make a fool of himself, seize this rare opportunity, hurry up and take a few photos, if Jiang Hao still can't help himself to grab the position of squad leader, he can show him the photo, I believe he will definitely give in.

Remembering that he was sitting in the position of class president, Taylor was excited.

"Let's take a picture first."

Taylor lowered his head to adjust the camera, turned on the flash, and then quickly pressed the camera button, a blinding white light flashed, and in a flash, the room was new to darkness.

Taylor wanted to see the effect of the photo, so he directly pressed the button to look back, and when he pressed it, the photo he had just taken immediately appeared.

"Ah......h

When Taylor saw the photo, he screamed in fright, the camera in his hand almost fell to the ground unsteadily, the corners of his eyes jumped wildly, and his hands trembled and looked at the camera screen from the new.

The screen of the camera glows softly, and the scene in the photo is very clear, the photo is taken in the room where he is, and in the photo, there are neatly arranged ancient officials wearing ancient clothes, wearing official hats, holding hands, and their faces pale.

Yes!

Taylor's hand softened, and the camera fell heavily to the ground, making a dull crashing sound, and the moment the camera touched the ground was a bit of a coincidence, just touching the camera's burst button.

Smack!

The camera lost control and began to take pictures, and the camera's flash kept flashing, lighting up the whole room.

"This is ......."

Taylor, who originally thought that his eyes were looking at flowers and still had a glimmer of hope, his eyes widened instantly, looking at the rows of zombie gentlemen in front of him who were staring at him with their hands raised and their eyes cold, and his whole body trembled violently in fright, as if he had accidentally stepped on a wire!

Bang!

The zombies, with their hands raised, legs together, jumped quickly and walked in unison, approaching Taylor in the middle.

"Help!"

Taylor shouted in a trembling voice, the voice of which seemed harsh in the empty room, but his voice did not bring him any rescue.

The zombies stretched out their hands and stuck them in his neck.

"Help......."

Taylor looked around in despair, there were zombies all around, there was not even a little gap for him to pass through, and the coldness from the zombies made him shudder.

Tick tock!

Taylor's eyes were filled with despair, his voice was full of fear and unease, and as he shook, he threw out drops of fishy liquid.

Taylor's terrible screams, loud, loud, but unfortunately no one could hear them after all.

"It's a bit windy today."

Lao Wei glanced at the closed doors and windows, and continued to listen to the song leisurely, his fingers followed the rhythm of the music, and he patted the armrests of the recliner leisurely.

Of course, even if Lao Wei patrolled the entire building and stared out his eyes, he couldn't see everything that was happening outside at all, because Jiang Hao had already used manipulation techniques to manipulate the airflow and close Lao Wei's eyes and ears, which meant that Lao Wei's ears and the information that his eyes heard and saw were all filtered and transmitted by Jiang Hao.

As for any information sent by him to punish the four people in retaliation, Lao Wei couldn't receive it at all.

As for the people outside the building, they can't accept it, because Jiang Hao is a cautious person, when punishing everyone, he will put the other party in a separate and confined space, and in the space he creates, Jiang Hao can create various scenes as he wants!

Jiang Hao feels that the good show arranged for the four people today will definitely leave unforgettable memories for the four of them, and I am afraid that they will never be forgotten again.

What, four people will have nightmares and will leave sequelae? But does this have anything to do with Jiang Hao? Does it matter?

No one knows that the normal time of the whole person is dominated by him, besides, even if the four people wake up and tell others, will anyone believe the nonsense of the four people? As for the unbelievable experience, I'm afraid that at most it is just a version of the ghost story on the campus of No. 1 Middle School that has been circulated among students, and this version of the ghost story has been circulated too much at Kyoto University, and I don't care about one more.

Jiang Hao did the whole thing, it can be said that he didn't feel the slightest sense of guilt, because he heard every word Taylor said, since he didn't care about the life or death of the four of them, why did he care about the life or death of the four of them?