The words are not coarse.

Dai Hao held his head high, tilted his head and aimed his nostrils at Wen Ning.

Lu Meimei was puzzled by this.

Dai Hao: "You can't lose momentum if you lose!" ”

Wen Ning was speechless.

"Question: I don't receive gifts for the holidays this year."

Wen Ning's eyes narrowed slightly, "Receiving gifts only accepts brain x gold!" ”

Dai Hao covered his chest and took three steps back, "I didn't expect you to be really human!" ”

Wen Ning was embarrassed.

Suddenly, the six gods walked up to Wen Ning, and the yellow charm was pasted.

Brace.

Wen Ning ripped it off, "It's all said, I'm human." ”

"Hmm." The six gods smiled and nodded, "It's definitely human now." ”

Zhang San, who was beaten by a punch and crashed, finally got up, he covered his abdomen, his face had become a mask of pain, but he still said: "That's the smell!" ”

Manshu: Show

"Mission: Corridor Patrol

Completion Status: Completed (Cannot be continued due to the destruction of the quest scene)

Casualties: 0

Tonight is Christmas Eve

day3 mission: Concentrate on room 2, tell a horror story, a group of eight people, blow out a candle after telling the story, the story can't be stopped in the middle of the story, and it must be told in one go.

The cold sound of machinery sounded, and everyone's eyes fell on the wall clock.

It's already 12:07 a.m., which is technically the third day.

"It's the third day, let's get started!"

Rokugami proposed, turning his head to the kitchen and digging out the candles.

Room 2 happens to be the residence where Wen Ning and the six gods extracted.

They turned off the lights, lit candles, and sat eight people on the floor.

"It's been two days in a row on Christmas Eve."

Manshu looked at the standard single room in front of him, and suddenly this sentence came, which made the already heavy atmosphere even heavier.

"Could it be that you said that someone in this game will die first?"

Dai Hao said dissatisfiedly, "Don't mess with people's mentality, this will exacerbate the fear in people's hearts, Zhang San, do you say it?" ”

"Hmm."

Zhang San clenched his hands into fists, nodded with a tense face.

He can't collapse people, he can't collapse!

"You girls just love to think about it, and you will only cry when you encounter something you are afraid of."

Dai Hao added again, his gaze seemed to fall to Wen Ning.

This sentence reminded Manshu, and she leaned into Wen Ning's ear and asked in a low voice, "Did the character of your punch just now collapse, are you okay?" ”

"No, I filed a dismissal and it worked!"

Wen Ning blinked and smiled shyly.

Overrule?

Manshu propped his chin in his hands, and his eyes wrote: I don't understand two words.

"I'm no longer a simple little white flower, but a little white flower with experience!"

Manshu didn't understand it, but he thought it was powerful.

"Ahem."

In the sluggish atmosphere, Hua Ye walked towards everyone with the process.

"Horror stories can be told, I'll do it first."

Hua Ye picked up the candle in front of him and said in an extremely hoarse voice.

"It was the summer vacation of 2000, and I was back to my hometown alone with my bag."

The candle fire shadow is sufficient, and the light from the bottom to the top makes Hua Ye's face look particularly terrifying.

With the fire reflected in his eyes, his gaze deep and long, he brought everyone to that summer.

The young "me" returned to his hometown on a bus with a bag for nearly 30 people during the summer vacation from university.

The road in my hometown was uneven, and I sat in the back seat of the car, and I always hit the front seat every time I was bumpy.

The day I got home coincided with the first day of condolences from the grandmother next door.

My impression of the grandmother next door is limited to that she is an old man, but I have heard people in my village tell me that she has a bad character.

Why is the character bad?

Her son didn't know how to learn, so he had to spend money to buy a girl to be his son's daughter-in-law.

She doesn't treat her daughter-in-law as a human being, as long as her daughter-in-law is a little disagreeing with her, she will beat and scold her at every turn, and sometimes she picks up a stick, wicker or something and whips it at people.

The daughter-in-law was humiliated and finally fell to death on the pillar, she was still talking about losing money, and without even giving a coffin, she directly threw her daughter-in-law's body into the dead man's pit in the back mountain.

Later, her son couldn't marry a wife, and gambled everywhere to lose all the family's money, and the people in the village saw that she was pitiful and donated some food.

As a result, she was still suspicious and regarded herself as an uncle. The people in the village are not used to her, so they don't give her food.

As a result, she was hungry to steal food, okay, the only old hen in Uncle Wang's house at the entrance of the village was killed, and she kept saying that the chicken jumped into the pot by itself.

Xu couldn't stand it anymore, so he took the old man away while he was eating peanuts.

The villagers were shocked to find out that she was dead, or her son ran back to steal the money.

Her family didn't have much money, and most of the people in the village didn't have much money, so they bought a mat for the grandmother's son to use to collect the grandmother's body.

There are several rules for dead people in the village: first, the corpse cannot be placed directly on the ground, and the corpse must be kept parallel to the ground at a certain distance; second, the corpse cannot be touched by living creatures; Third, the corpse should be placed in the mourning hall for seven days and buried in the soil on the seventh day; Fourth, on the first seven days, there should be relatives to sleep in the mourning hall for one night, and it is best to be a man, and the man is yang.

Hearing this, Wen Ning felt that her left hand had been scratched.

She looked down and saw that most of Manshu's body was attached to her.

At this time, her right hand hurt again.

Wen Ning turned her head to look, and it turned out that it was Lu Liang who tightened her right hand.

She sighed softly and decided to let herself go and blend in with her environment.

Hua Ye's eyes rolled around, and a hehe laugh came out of his mouth.

It's still the usual tone, but with the previous foreshadowing and the current light, it makes people's scalp tingle.

"The grandmother's son takes on this responsibility......"

Hua Ye told the story.

The night was slightly cool, and the grandmother's son rubbed his arms and pushed open the door.

Even the cat's meow at the door can scare his 1.8-meter-tall man into falling on his back.

The grandmother's son scolded softly: bad luck.

He started to drive the cat away at the door, and then he found a place to lie down.

What he didn't know was that after he fell asleep, the cat that had been driven away came back again, and it pushed open the wooden door with its body, jumped onto the table, and landed on the corpse of the old grandmother.

The cat approached the grandmother's corpse and sniffed it twice, and the grandmother's eyes suddenly opened.

The cat was startled and barked.

The grandmother's son was woken up by the voice, and when he looked up and saw that the two benches where the grandmother's body had been placed were empty, leaving only a roll of mats, he panicked.

He rubbed his eyes in disbelief, but a familiar voice came from behind him, "My son, you're back......"

When he turned his head, his lips trembled and his face turned pale.

The man was wearing a shroud, with half an old man's face and half a cat's face.

"Son..."

At this sound the old grandmother's son trembled his legs, and in great fright he found that he could not even shout, and as the owner of the voice approached, he fainted with fright and foamed at the mouth.