I don't know if you remember, but I said three times twice before that I am not afraid of ghosts -- this kind of self-deceptive nonsense. www.biquge.info Although the ghost story is a ghost story, it is definitely not a deceptive rumor.

Probably even if I remember those speeches, I must have looked at me with contempt, lying like a clown, right? Watching me speak wildly, boasting like a clown in a circus, but the next moment I was frightened by the sudden appearance of a ghost, like a clumsy monologue play, using low-level jokes to make people laugh.

But in fact, every word in my mouth is childish, absolutely not slang, I absolutely do not have the slightest awe of the existence of ghosts, or I don't take it to heart at all.

In other words, who is afraid of ghosts, can be like me, in the whole bus incident, idle soy sauce?

Didn't you?

Haven't you found it yet? Except that I had an appearance at the beginning, and then I was basically just a calm narrator on the side - like an outsider.

Speaking of which, what I'm afraid of is the concept of the unknown compared to ghosts.

Because it is unknown, it is unknowable, and because it is unknowable, it is afraid

Ghosts are a phenomenon in the agnostic, in the same realm as Dark Death. If you don't know, you'll be afraid, and if you know, you'll be fearless, aren't humans such creatures?

Take, for example, 'ghosts' -- ghosts that are completely undetectable in the dark, ghosts that are visible to the naked eye in broad daylight.

As a human being, which one is more fearful?

Regardless of asking, it can be seen that the ghost exposed in front of everyone is definitely not an object that can be feared, but rather, the ghost will turn around and be afraid of people.

Because it is in the realm of the 'unknown' that is invisible, ghosts are terrible beings as ghosts. And the ghost in the knowable category, the visible ghost, knows its abilities and weaknesses, and is also a ghost, but it has no other abilities except to make people feel inexplicable, right?

Whether you think so or not, for me anyway, that's it.

So I've been talking nonsense for so long, but I'm just trying to cleverly explain my previous antics that scared me so much that I almost lost my incontinence - it's not bad to cover up the truth and confuse the public.

I don't know if you've been convinced by me, but I'm not afraid of ghosts, this is definitely a very serious proposition.

So, I'm going to mention the back of the ghost lady's neck like I do now—and I don't think there's anything to wonder about when I mention a female ghost like a coquettish cat, right?

Just as the cat at home was lifted by the owner, the female ghost was lifted by me with my hand.

If you want to worship, just come at me.

Miss Ghost was brought up to me - like a pet cat facing its owner, I was face to face with her, it was an eye-to-eye posture, her ugly six eyes were confused except for doubt, and what was happening now was enough for her to deny the value of her own existence, and she was completely unsure of what had happened.

It's a huge change that can change the world - I'd love to remind her.

Because the female ghost lady has been completely confused since I stepped on Isayama's head with one kick, like a fly crashing into a labyrinth, flying around and buzzing non-stop, but unfortunately I don't know how to get out.

With a confused face, there is only this one word that can be thought of.

If there is a more confused and ignorant existence than Miss Female Ghost, it should be Mr. Isayama Qinghe lying on the ground with his brain splashed.

He must be more confused than Miss Female Ghost, I should say that he has reached the point where it is impossible to figure out what is going on, after all... I trampled his head to the ground.

It's really sad, obviously as a protector to protect me, but I was hit from behind, this kind of happy bridge, it's crazy.

Actually, I was in too much pain and despair because Mr. Isayama was so miserable and desperate that I helped him end his suffering and torture like the wrong person, after all, he was already that kind of body, and even if he was treated in time, most of his whole body would be unsuccessful, and I believe that Mr. Isayama would have wisely agreed to let me send him through the Santu River for free.

――Does anyone want to believe this?

In other words, this is not a matter of unwillingness at all, this is obviously a 10% lie.

At this point, then, my true nature has been almost exposed, so I don't know how much of the information I reveal is sincere and how much of it is false, to be honest, I probably don't know it myself - in fact, it is also false.

The matter seems to have come to an end, and all the people in the car are dead, Mr. Driver, the old lady, Yamada-kun, Miss Yukimi, and finally the onmyoji Isayama Qinghe, all of whom died and lost their souls to hatred.

Even as the culprit, Miss Female Ghost was easily caught by me, and she was about to swallow the bitter fruit herself, because I had already thought about how to deal with Miss Female Ghost, just now.

For the female ghost lady who still doesn't forget to grin at me even if she is caught up in her hand, and dances in vain to resist, since she can't communicate peacefully, let her reflect first.

I happily decided to stuff her into my phone as a specimen - just like a child who catches a rare unicorn and puts it in a clear glass jar to admire, I also decided to stuff Miss Ghost into her smartphone.

Of course, the plug I am talking about does not contain a physical connotation, it is not so much a plug as a seal.

I decided to seal the female ghost into the phone and make it into an APP, similar to the APP of the desktop elf, the three-headed female ghost desktop elf, which sounds very worth looking forward to.

That's it.

So how do you stuff her in? Figuratively speaking, it's a sausage, and the huge female ghost nearly three meters long was finally squeezed into a sauce and stuffed into the mobile phone, but fortunately, the material is an indescribable thing like a ghost, otherwise I can't think of such a genius idea.

It may seem a little cruel and bloody, but if you want to complain or something, I'm such a ruthless person.

Next, what to do, this cart of blood and corpses.

Isn't it too much trouble for me to exist as the sole survivor of the midnight bus incident? Because it's the only surviving existence.,I'm going to be caught by the nosy police officer anyway.。

Although, fundamentally speaking, I am indeed a murderer, after all, poor Mr. Isayama was trampled to death by my own feet, and being arrested at the police station is definitely not an unjust, false and wrongful case.

Unfortunately, I intend to die and not admit my guilt.

So in this way, the contradiction arises, what explanation do I have, why did I survive a megalographic homicide that killed five people, as the only survivor?

Who is the murderer? Where is the murderer? How?

Although I can answer these questions fluently, but the vicious female ghost killed the five people in the car with a cruel curse, and the brave and fearless me caught the evil ghost and turned her into a mobile phone APP... Is there really a normal person who would believe this kind of thing without hesitation?

If you lie to the ghosts about this kind of nonsense, the ghosts won't believe it! -- Mr. Policeman will definitely reply to me in such a serious way.

No matter how I think about it, I can't get rid of the murderer, and in this way, the ordinary life of an ordinary high school student will wave goodbye to me.

Resurrect them.