Everything that is abnormal is a demon, not to mention that things are so abnormal now. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info When the sun rises and when it sets, that is something that is not controlled by human beings at all. Now that it has been in the dark, there is only one possibility, that is, the here and now is no longer a normal mortal.

Of course, this place must still be human, but it was artificially arranged with a magic circle. It's just that this magic circle is so cleverly arranged that Zhang Yunsheng doesn't see any clues. But no matter how good a fox is, it can't escape the eyes of a hunter. Zhang Yunsheng knew that there must be a flaw here, but he didn't know where the flaw was hidden.

The people present continued to eat and drink, as if they had not noticed anything strange at all. Zhang Yunsheng knew that even if others couldn't see it, how could Yu Qianli not see it? She is a female ghost who was born with a special sense of yin and yang. She's certainly not going to see any clues, I'm afraid she's just pretending not to know.

"Oh, why is it so late today?"

To Zhang Yunsheng's surprise, without waiting for him to prompt out loud, Xiao Min in the team of travelers actually raised this question first. After hearing her words, the rest of the team also started to talk. However, these people seem to be accustomed to strange things, so they do not take the vision as an important thing.

"What a fuss, maybe it's a cloudy day. Sister Min, you have good skills, otherwise you can make another pot of coffee for everyone. Meizi shook Xiaomin's shoulder and begged, "The last time I drank a pot of coffee you made, I felt like I was several years younger." Sister Min, you can make us another pot. I beg you. ”

Although Meizi doesn't look like little Lori is the age anymore, her baby voice is still greasy to death. As soon as she opened her mouth, Xiao Min seemed to be completely unable to bear it, and immediately raised her hand to surrender: "Okay, okay, I can't cook it." Anyway, it's dawning later than usual today, so let's leave a little late. ”

Hearing that Xiao Min agreed to Meizi's proposal, the rest of the people all celebrated with their heads in hand. Zhang Yunsheng didn't know the inside story, so he applauded as if he was coaxing. At this moment, he found out through the corner of his eye that the smile on Yu Qianli's face was too bright, and he seemed to be even happier than the rest of the travelers.

When Xiao Min went to prepare coffee, Dacheng proposed: "Sister Min's coffee is delicious, but it takes a lot of effort to brew." I don't think we can waste our time here. I have a proposal, why don't we each tell a story? ”

"You've got it. How old are we, and we are not three or two-year-old hairy children, so what is there to talk about. ”

Ah Jian seems to be the same as Zhang Yunsheng, and he is a little uninterested in Dacheng. As soon as he came up, he rejected Dacheng's proposal, which annoyed Dacheng's girlfriend at once: "We are idle and idle." I think it's okay to tell a story, but the best story has to be a little more exciting. I think otherwise, Ah Jian, you can tell us how you caught up with Sister Min, and let us learn from our experience. ”

"You and Dacheng are about to have a good thing, what experience do you have to learn? The little couple over there are very affectionate at first glance, and there is no need to learn any experience. Discussing these things in front of a single beauty like Qiaolan is not dog abuse. ”

Ah Jian's words made Qiao Lan a little opposite. She turned her head away and ignored Ah Jian, and then put forward her own suggestion: "Anyway, it's all about storytelling, so why tell those boring jokes." I think we'd better tell ghost stories and see who tells the horrors. If everyone agrees that this person is talking about horror, he can designate the person who everyone is the least terrible to do something. And this thing has to be done, and you can't shirk it. ”

Qiao Lan's proposal, Zhang Yunsheng felt very unreliable. After all, this is a wilderness, isn't it afraid to attract real ghosts when telling ghost stories? And didn't Qiaolan leave a note in her clothes asking for help just now, why did she take the initiative to tell ghost stories. Her performance before and after was too inconsistent, which made Zhang Yunsheng's heart feel a little strange.

"yes, yes, I love to hear ghost stories." Yu Qianli clapped her hands excitedly, "But I'm afraid of ghosts, can I be the last one to talk about later." ”

"Little sister, don't be afraid, there is a sister here to protect you." Meizi lazily touched Yu Qianli's shoulder with her hand, "Although it will be very dark, it won't be long before dawn." When the sun comes out, no matter what the hell or demon he is, he will all disappear. ”

Plum's baby voice, which will sound a little scary. Because her tone is no longer so soft, it sounds a little sharp. Zhang Yunsheng just wanted to get closer to Yu Qianli, but heard Yu Qianli say herself: "Sister Mei is so good, let's just sit together and hold hands." Later, if a ghost does come out, you have to protect people. ”

Yu Qianli was actually coquettish, and Zhang Yunsheng felt that the goosebumps all over his body were rising. However, in the eyes of the people next to her, Yu Qianli is the youngest among the people here. Sometimes, it's good to be young, and you can get all kinds of preferential treatment. Her coquettishness is cute in the eyes of everyone, Zhang Yunsheng naturally won't take the initiative to pierce her disguise, he just sits quietly in an unobtrusive corner and watches everyone perform.

"Since everyone agrees, let's start with Qiaolan." Ah Jian smiled, "You made this suggestion, but you have to start this way." We don't ask you to tell a horrible story, but don't wait until the end to tell the story that it's actually about a mentally ill person. ”

"And it can't be a dream."

"And it can't be an illusion."

Everyone was gossiping about their suggestions, but Qiaolan, who was supposed to speak, sat there for a long time. Seeing that everyone put forward more and more rules and regulations, Qiao Lan finally held back: "You keep saying that you don't want to be mentally ill, don't hallucinate, and don't dream, but can you really distinguish between dreams and reality?" Can you really know if what you are seeing is the truth or if it is an illusion in your mind? Can you really be sure that you're a normal person and not a psychopath who goes crazy all day? ”

Qiao Lan's words suddenly quieted the chaotic crowd. She looked around and seemed to be satisfied with everyone's performance, "Well, that's right." Now that we're in a bit of a fireside chat, I'm going to start telling my story in earnest. ”

Sometimes, people will always encounter some strange things. Of course, these things are not necessarily my own experience, maybe they are just hearsay. The story I'm telling today, although it's in my first person, doesn't necessarily mean it's my story. Since it is a story, it may not be possible to confirm whether it is true or false. I'm just in charge of telling the story, and whether it's true or not, that's what you need to think about.

I'm Wei Qiaolan, a girl who likes rain. I like to walk in the rain, even if it is pouring rain, I also like to wander on the sheep intestine trail with my favorite little flower umbrella.

But now that I live in the city, there is no way to enjoy the rain quietly. Walking down the street, even a light rain can splash passing cars on you and get muddy water all over you. But I just like the rain, and I just like the feeling of walking in the rain.

The city is full of traffic, and it is really bustling. But no matter how big a city is, there will always be a time when the hustle and bustle ends. There are more people on the streets during the day and fewer at night. If it's raining, I choose to go out and walk in the rain at night with my own little flower umbrella. Alone, quietly walking down the street. Let the rain hit his calves, on the sandals he wore barefoot. Alone, just walk slowly.

One day, it rained heavily during the day. I sat alone on the balcony of the upper floors, watching the rain on the street below, which was already slightly waterlogged. In this kind of weather, it would be nice to be able to wander freely in the rain.

Unfortunately, there are too many cars on this road, and if I rush into the rain, I will definitely be considered a madman. I'm not crazy, I just like the rain.

People live in a crowd and always do something they don't like. For the same reason, you will always not be able to do something you like. I glanced back at the street in the rain and fell asleep on my bed.

When I woke up, it was completely dark, but the rain was still falling. I looked up at the wall clock on the wall, it was midnight.

Zero o'clock, a moment when today and tomorrow are staggered. At this time, those who go to bed late have already slept, and those who get up early have not yet risen, which happens to be the time when there are the least people. I went to bed early during the day and waited for this moment.

From the closet, find a red dress and bring a pink hairpin. After that, put on purple sandals and pick up a small yellow flower umbrella.

I pushed open the door and descended the stairs into the silent path.

The rain is still slowly falling overhead. At this time, the rain was not as heavy as during the day, and the water on the ground had slowly receded. I walked down this silent path, looking before and after from time to time. It's empty, and that's probably the best commentary on the trail at this point.

Alone, on a rainy night, alone.

I just love the feeling, the feeling of walking alone on a path on a rainy night. I walked slowly until another figure appeared on the road.

He was wearing a brown raincoat, and there was no decoration in sight other than that. Because his whole body was hidden under the raincoat, revealing only a pair of bright eyes.

The light on the path was dim, but his eyes were so bright. I don't seem to be able to see anything other than his eyes. (To be continued.) )