"Have you heard the story of... the carved arm..." Just now, because he couldn't help being a masochist, Li Liang was kicked out by three women for half an hour, and finally they unanimously decided not to continue the game. It turned into a ghost story telling contest... Generally speaking, horror movies with the theme of camping in the wild will inevitably include ghost stories or scary scenes of people committing suicide. Then the protagonists will meet their deaths one after another, and eventually the whole group will be wiped out or only one person will be left to spend his life in the shadows. At this time, Bai Yaya volunteered to be the first person to tell the story. She ran to the door of the tent and turned off the only light, and the tent suddenly became pitch dark. At this time, Li Liang could only hear the rustling sound of footsteps and a sudden scream of "Ouch!" "?" He immediately turned on the flashlight on his mobile phone and looked forward. He found Bai Yaya lying face down, kissing the ground.
It seems like she loves this land so much. It was obvious that this stupid girl had just fallen down while walking back in the dark... Fortunately, the floor was covered with soft bedding and nothing was broken. This time, Bai Yaya did not lose her temper for the first time. Instead, she smiled and got up from the ground and sat back in her original seat. She signaled to Li Liang to turn off the flashlight. Li Liang did so, and the surroundings suddenly fell into darkness again. Bai Yaya suddenly turned on the flashlight and pointed it at her chin, and a pale face appeared. “Oh my god!” Surprisingly, Song Junyao and Li Liang didn't react at all, because they knew what she was going to do from the moment she turned off the lights. Instead, Song Junling, who was always mature and steady, was startled. It didn't look like she was pretending to cooperate with Bai Yaya's bad taste. "Is she actually very timid?" Li Liang looked at her twice, stroking his chin and thinking. Seeing that the three of them were looking at her, Song Junling coughed twice awkwardly and said with a laugh: "Haha, Yaya really scared me..." Bai Yaya giggled and began to tell her horror story... "Once upon a time, there was a scholar who went to Beijing to take an imperial examination. On the way, she met a dying fox." Li Liang frowned after hearing this, wondering if this was a story about a fox repaying a favor? Does this have anything to do with terror? But he didn't interrupt and continued to listen with his ears perked up. "The scholar couldn't bear to let it die right there, so he chose to take it back home." When she said this, Bai Yaya suddenly stretched her body forward, which startled Song Junling who was concentrating.
She raised her voice and continued, "But who would have known that after that day, every time the scholar came home, there would be a bowl of steaming porridge on the table!" "ah?" Song Junling exclaimed in surprise when she heard this, and was quite supportive. Bai Yaya was very satisfied with this performance and spoke more earnestly: "The old lady at the head of the village could tell at a glance that the scholar was not in a good mood. She stopped him and asked him about the whole story before giving him instructions." "Young man, you can't drink that porridge! It was made by a vixen!" "As a result, the scholar's eyes widened after hearing this, and he shouted, "Fuck, there is such a good thing?" "Why would I want to test you when there's a vixen in my family who's repaying me?" "Thinking of this, he hurried back home. Guess what happened?" At this point, Bai Yaya suddenly laughed obscenely, and without waiting for others to react, she continued with a giggle: "He found out that the fox was actually a male, hehehe~~" "?" "?" Three confused faces. You call this a ghost story? When Song Junling heard the ending, the corners of her mouth twitched, and she suddenly suspected that she was just afraid of JM? Li Liang stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Bai Yaya, but she impatiently pushed it aside and asked unhappily: "What are you doing?" Li Liang's face darkened as he asked a question that went straight to the depths of her soul: "Baby, do you remember what we were doing?" "ah...." Bai Yaya thought for a while, then suddenly lowered her head and stopped talking. Song Junyao wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and said to break the awkwardness: "Let me tell you next." Li Liang and the other man had no objection, and Song Junling's nervousness also disappeared a lot at this moment. She didn't think her sister could say anything scary. "The story I'm going to tell is called Hide and Seek..." "A group of children were playing hide-and-seek in a spooky old house. It was Xiaolin's turn to find them. After everyone had hidden, he began to search room by room. After searching for a long time, Xiaolin discovered that Xiaohui was missing. Suddenly, he heard faint laughter coming from the attic. He followed the sound and finally found Xiaohui behind an old box in the attic. Xiaohui cried and said, "I just hid myself when I saw a child jumping out of the window. He ran and shouted that everyone was hiding, go find him." But Xiaolin clearly remembered that Xiaohui was the last one to hide. After hearing this story, Li Liang nodded seriously, and Song Junling shuddered unconsciously. This story is quite interesting, it really is a story about the nose! Bai Yaya was in a completely confused state, asking all kinds of questions.
"What's wrong? What's so scary about it? I think it's not as good as the one I had just now." But no one paid any attention to him. In counterclockwise order, it is Li Liang's turn. Song Junling felt something was wrong when she saw the evil expression on his face. I quickly stood up and pretended to yawn, pointing outside and said, "You guys go play first, I'm a little sleepy so I'll leave first." Song Junyao and Bai Yaya said good night to her, and Li Liang, who had seen through everything, smiled, but did not expose her. He waved his hand indifferently: "Okay, but it's pitch black outside, sister, you have to be careful, just in case..." He stopped talking halfway through his sentence because sometimes imagination is the most deadly. Sure enough, after hearing what Li Liang said, Song Junling, who had already walked to the side of the tent, suddenly stopped. She glanced at the pitch-black night outside and felt as if something was staring at her. "Gulp." Song Junling swallowed hard, then suddenly turned around and said with a smile: "Haha, I'm not really sleepy either, so I'll continue playing with you guys." "hehe." Li Liang just smiled and said nothing. After she sat down again, Li Liang began his story. "Have you heard the story of the carved arm..." quiet... Deathly silence... The other three were all concentrating on waiting for Li Liang's next words, but Li Liang seemed to be asleep with his head down and no words. Only his faint breathing could be heard. Li Liang originally didn't intend to bow his head, but when he thought about what he was going to do in a while, he couldn't help but want to laugh. He didn't intend to tell a story at all, but... "ah!!!" Suddenly, he raised his head and raised his hand, and a shrill scream burst out from his throat, scaring the three women who were concentrating on their attention. Song Junyao was the closest to her, and the shout scared her to death, and her hair almost stood up. Bai Yaya was the most innocent (silly) and the most focused. She trembled all over and felt like she had just seen something too... Song Junling did not show any reaction to the stress. She just lowered her head, her whole body was shaking, and her legs were trembling slightly. "Hahaha! I'm dying of laughter! Look at your shameless expressions!" Li Liang burst into laughter. From the perspective of scaring people alone, he was indeed the most successful tonight.
then... "Ah! I was wrong, I was wrong! Stop hitting me!" Naturally, you can't escape a beating... The three girls clapped their hands. Bai Yaya spat into Li Liang's slightly opened mouth and cursed with a gloomy face: "Bah, shrimp head man, steamed goose heart!" After saying that, he left. Li Liang adjusted the quilt and quietly curled up in bed. In the second half of the night, a figure stealthily opened Li Liang's tent and tiptoed in. She glanced at the sleeping Li Liang, then looked at the darkness outside and shook herself. Finally, she gritted her teeth and crawled into Li Liang's bed...
