The timid people screamed in fright, and it was obvious that they did not know that the ghost story they were telling was not qualified, and that they were going to die the way they were dying.

The blood on the table was dripping, and soon the blood that flowed red the table, and some people closed their eyes in fear.

"Next."

The male player in the second row looked at the corpse close at hand, his eyebrows jumped, and he quickly calmed down, as long as the ghost story he told didn't die, he should be able to avoid this killing rule.

Thinking of this, the male player slowly spoke, "The story I want to tell is also ...... personal experience"

I remember when I was a child, the children in the countryside were very naughty, and the weather was hot and humid in summer, so they always had to go swimming in the river at noon to cool off.

Xiao Fang asked a few companions to swim in the river near the village, and everyone played in the shallow water at first.

After a while, someone took the lead in swimming into the deep water, and Xiao Fang was not to be outdone, and a fierce man plunged into the bottom of the water, trying to rush over from the water to scare them.

Unexpectedly, he was too deep, he swam a few meters underwater, and one foot was entangled in aquatic weeds.

Xiao Fang desperately swam up to the water, but he was too small and could only show one hand on the water.

A few companions thought he was playing a prank, and they all didn't care, but Xiao Fang had already held his breath to the limit, poured the river water into his mouth, and drank a few big sips.

Consciousness gradually blurred, driven by the instinct to survive, Xiao Fang desperately waved the hand on the water, and his strength became smaller and smaller.

At this time, everyone sensed that something was wrong, and everyone who was still in the water swam to the shore.

Only one classmate swam towards Xiao Fang like crazy, plunged headlong into the water and began to pull the aquatic weeds that entwined his feet.

Xiao Fang was already unconscious, and in a daze, he saw that he was walking towards a group of naked people in the distance, who were waving at him, shouting that we can go to reincarnate if you are one of them, and let Xiao Fang hurry up and follow them.

Xiao Fang was so frightened that he woke up lying on the bank of the river, the classmate was crying and calling his name, and the others were crying around him.

Xiao Fang spit out a few mouthfuls of water, feeling weak, but he always felt that the environment around him was a little unreal.

A cold aura permeated them, and even the scorching sun above their heads could not dispel them, and everyone trembled and chattered their teeth.

Xiao Fang barely looked up and found that the top of the heads of the five or six companions were faintly shrouded in a blue-black aura.

When several of his companions found him awake, they all stopped crying and gathered around.

Seeing that the black qi was getting closer and closer to him, he instinctively shouted: "Hurry up, go home, you can't play here"

Originally, everyone saw Xiao Fang wake up, so they were ready to go into the water to play, because it was common for everyone to be choked by the water when they first learned to swim, but he was more scary this time.

Hearing Xiao Fang's shout, he was stunned for a moment, and asked him what was going on, Xiao Fang, I don't know, anyway, I can't play here, hurry home.

In fact, they were still afraid, they all thought that Xiao Fang had drowned just now, and they didn't have the heart to go into the water after listening to him.

After Xiao Fang regained some strength after a while, they put on their clothes and took turns helping Xiao Fang to walk towards the village.

On the way, I met a few older children, who were also going to swim in the river to cool off, and a few people passed by.

After walking a little farther, Xiao Fang inadvertently turned around and saw a blue-black aura lingering on the top of the children's heads.

The next day, the atmosphere in the village was very tense, as if all the adults were talking about something, but they deliberately avoided the children.

Finally, after a few days of hard work at home, I finally got permission to play in the village.

Xiao Fang couldn't wait to find a few friends, everyone got together and poured a bitter water, and some people mysteriously said that a few big children drowned in the river that day, and that was the day they went swimming.

Xiao Fang recalled the blue-black gas he saw, and the cold sweat instantly soaked his back, and he left his partner's house in a hurry, never daring to go to the reservoir to play again.

"I'm done with my ghost story." The male player breathed a sigh of relief and waited for the verdict to be announced.

"6 points, 6.5 points, 5.5 points......"

The player's mouth seemed to be uncontrollable, muttering about the rating, and Han Yun came out of the darkness, and his cold gaze fell on the male player.

"Overall score of 5.5, fail."

As the three words fail fell, the black mist reappeared, wrapping the male player's body, and a large amount of clear water poured out of the black mist.

The male player choked his neck and breathed heavily, the suffocation of drowning made him dizzy, his eyes rolled, and most of the whites of his eyes were exposed.

Finally, the male player was completely drowned, and the whole body was soaked and swelled, and he fell on the table, covered in water stains.

Obviously, there are no dead people in the ghost stories, and there are no real ghosts, and the male players are still killed in the same way as in the ghost stories.

The players in the back are even more frightened, racking their brains to think about what kind of ghost stories should be told to avoid the killing rules.

"Next."

Sitting behind the male player is a young man, who has cleared three dungeons, materialism has completely collapsed, his brain is blank, he doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, and naturally there are no ghost stories to tell.

"Hurry up!" After waiting for a long time, the young man didn't speak, and Han Yun urged impatiently.

The young man opened his mouth tremblingly, breaking out in a cold sweat, "This ghost story I want to tell is what my grandmother told me......"

Xiaohong went to the countryside to visit the door, and when chatting with relatives, the relatives told him that the public toilets in the countryside were haunted, and he could hear the sound of crying and complaining in the middle of the night.

may be the reason for the lack of adaptation, but at night, Xiaohong's stomach hurts terribly, and someone is using the toilet at a relative's house.

There was really no way, Xiaohong had to go to the public toilet with fear.

At night, there is only a faint light at the door of the public toilet, which emits a dim light.

As soon as Xiaohong squatted down, she heard a knock on the door, and at night, Xiaohong thought of the haunted public toilet for a moment.

After waiting for a while, Xiaohong finished going to the toilet, and there was a knock on the door again, "Do you want red toilet paper or white toilet paper?" ”

A dry hand held two handfuls of toilet paper, one red and one white, and Xiaohong screamed in fright and fainted.

When he woke up the next day, he found himself lying in a mass grave, and he was so frightened that he went home and became seriously ill, and it took half a month to recover.

"I'm done with my ghost story."

The young man spoke tremblingly, and after waiting for a moment, the players' scoring voices rang out.

"6 points, 6.5 points, 5 points......"

"The overall score is 5.5 points, fail!"