With a "snap", the face twisted in pain.

Ma Dan, this is completely different from what he imagined!

Shouldn't these people run away when they see him?

Isn't that scary enough for him to do?

However, the uncle's face turned white with fright, which proved that he was still scary enough, but who knew that this young man would not play his cards according to common sense and kick directly.

It hurts him to death, it's not easy to be a ghost these days!

Hearing a cry of pain, the photographer saw that the ghost seemed to run away, and this time the photographer was speechless, and suddenly felt less scared.

Seeing the bland expressions of those two people, the photographer only felt that following these two people was really bad for eight lifetimes.

The photographer continued to follow the two people forward, the uncle's mood this time was much calmer, after going through so much, he would no longer feel afraid of the front.

However, it turned out that he was still too early to let go.

"Roar—"

I saw a white paper-like head on the bridge suddenly appear in front of Mo Yu's eyes.

There were still a few drops of blood dripping from the long, brightly colored tongue.

It turned out to be real blood, and the photographer was petrified.

The empty eyes are also bleeding, and they look very infiltrating.

The whole face is distorted, like the horrible grimace that you often see when watching ghost movies on TV.

The narrow phoenix eyes only narrowed slightly, and in an instant, his hand clenched into a fist and waved heavily towards the ugly face.

I saw the ghost cry out in pain, and his whole face was distorted because of the pain, and it looked more like a ghost than it looked like just now.

There was a "snap", which seemed to be accompanied by the sound of the rope breaking, and the ghost fell down at once.

Now, the photographer can see it clearly, it turns out to be a person!

No, why does he have this idea, it's not a human pretend, isn't it a real ghost?

But the mood that was very scared just now is completely relaxed, he feels that there is no need to be afraid of any ghosts encountered with these two people, these two people are living life charms!

"Tongue Lifter!" Wan Zexi narrowed his eyes slightly, took out a tissue from his pocket and pulled Mo Yu's hand.

That hand is knotted, slender as jade, very good-looking, but it feels bigger than her hand, Wan Zexi thought while carefully wiping the hand with a faint expression.

Photographers and people crawling on the ground always feel as if they have eaten a handful of dog food invisibly.

The editor also added a piece of music here in the later stage, two people who are obviously very beautiful, but they feel very funny because of the people who are crawling on the ground.

Just when the people on the ground were about to escape when they weren't paying attention, Wan Zexi's eyes flashed, and a knife slashed the person and knocked him unconscious.

"What are you doing stuning him?" Mo Yu was a little curious.

I saw the young man smile mischievously, "It's very useful." ”

I saw the young man squatting down, wrapping his hand in paper, and quickly ripped off all the person's props and costumes.

I looked at the surroundings by the way, and took all the props that I could use.

The photographer looked at the boy with a confused look and gradually dressed himself up as a ghost, Damn, why are you so skillful?

I saw that the young man looked at Mo Yu, pondered for a few seconds, and then whispered, "Be patient." As he spoke, the girl's long hair was very messy, and a bluish grimace was gently attached to the delicate face.

The two of them slowly dressed up.

I saw that these two people were dressed up like the two people just now, no, it should be said that Wan Zexi's craftsmanship is very good, and it is even more terrifying than the one just now.

Wan Zexi seemed to remember something, and looked at the photographer's uncle, and Mo Yu also looked over.

Suddenly stared at by two grimaces, the photographer's heart trembled, how could he have a bad premonition.

Three minutes later.

Looking at the photographer who couldn't see the original appearance at all, Wan Zexi hooked his lips with satisfaction, "That's fine, the camera is just wrapped." ”

Photographer: Did ...... consider his feelings?

……

Lu ...... Lu Yan...... You wait for me......" Fan Hong looked at the cold atmosphere around him, and his voice began to tremble.

Lu Yan looked impatient and frowned, he found that he was lost here, he couldn't see anything clearly, he knew that he wouldn't have to be so angry to come to this haunted house.

Even the photographer who was following them just now deliberately threw it off, and now that I think about it, I regret it.

"Ahh

Fan Hong screamed and hugged Lu Yan's arm tightly.

"What the hell is not a ghost, we just walked all the way except for those skeletons in the coffin, we didn't see any ghosts!"

"No, no, there are really ghosts, look there."

Lu Yan looked at him impatiently, and saw that his expression froze instantly-

I saw that face was terrifying and infiltrating.

"Let's go." With a little trembling hand, he hurriedly pulled Fan Hong forward and ran forward.

When running, the wind gusted, and people couldn't help but feel chills in their hearts.

"Take your life~"

"Take your life~"

"Don't, don't." Fan Hong's face turned unusually pale as if she had thought of something, and her voice trembled and she was about to cry.

"Fan Hong, you sober me up." This time, Lu Yan's face was full of disgust that he couldn't hide, if it wasn't for his mother, he would have left her here a long time ago.

"Ahh

Fan Hong looked at the boss behind Lu Yan, his eyes were wide open, and his fingers trembled behind Lu Yan.

Lu Yan looked back, and a white scary grimace was staring at him faintly.

Lu Yan's heart suddenly rose to his throat, and his face was faintly pale.

"Run back."

Who knows just turned around, "Ahhhh ”

There was a bloody head hanging upside down on it, and there was no human body, and Lu Yan felt more and more frightened.

And Fan Hong has already put on all the makeup that she is crying, and she is not a ghost or a ghost, and she looks no different from a ghost.

The photographer in the shadows couldn't help but smile, those two people were too bad, but he liked it, instead of being scared by others, it was better to scare others himself.

White Ghost: Brother of his own?

Why hasn't he seen such a terrifying appearance, they will check each other before pretending to be a ghost, just in case he is scared by his own people.

Wan Zexi saw the white ghost's question and nodded calmly.

The white ghost looked at Mo Yu: You too?

Mo Yu nodded lightly.

The white ghost just looked at the photographer's uncle, and saw that the uncle immediately nodded, indicating that he was his own person.

The photographer only felt that he didn't know if he didn't pretend to be a ghost, but he didn't know until he pretended to be a ghost, wasn't the white ghost in front of him the ghost who floated just now?

It really scared him a lot, and he won't come to the haunted house next time he is killed.

Lu Yan's face turned pale, his stomach turned upside down, he just wanted to vomit disgustingly now, that ghost just now was too disgusting.

Even Fang Hong ran back vigorously without having time to pay attention.

In fact, Fan Hong had already fainted with fright.

Seeing that the white ghost left ahead of time, Wan Zexi and the three of them cleaned up all the things on their bodies.

Looking at the fainting woman, the photographer inexplicably felt a sense of pride in his heart, he was not afraid to mix with so many scary things just now, it seems that his mental quality is still okay, although it is not as good as the two perverts around him.