"Didn't you see Zhang Xiaoming's hand was shaking? That ghost must be angry."
"Is that ghost angry and will suffer the consequences?"
"I guess if you take the consequences, that ghost's head might be twisted off."
*
Ye Youbai didn't care whether she interrupted the Ouija board or not. She looked at Zhang Xiaoming's hand holding the brush and continued to ask, "Wang Jia, right?"
As soon as Ye Youbai finished speaking, Zhang Xiaoming's hand began to tremble violently again.
Zhang Xiaoming: “…”
My ancestor’s surname is Wang, but his name is not Wang Jia!
Ancestor, can you please stop calling me that?
Ye Youbai didn't care about Zhang Xiaoming's shaking hand at all and continued to ask, "Were you a student of this school before?"
Upon hearing this, the Ouija board did not continue writing its own name, but drew a circle around the word "yes".
This time, the Ouija board was very powerful when it wrote, and Zhang Xiaoming could feel it clearly.
Of course, Ye Youbai and others could also see it, because the tip of the brush was almost deformed by the Ouija board.
Zhang Xiaoming: “…”
Can't you be a little gentler?
He borrowed this brush and has to return it!
Zhang Xiaoming looked at the brush in his hand with great distress, and said to Ye Youbai and others: "Let's..."
"Should we send the Ouija board away?"
It was already late, and if he didn't see her off now, he was really afraid that he wouldn't be able to do so.
Lie heard this, nodded, and continued to ask: "One last question."
"How did you die?"
"Jump off the building?"
Zhang Xiaoming: “!!!”
These gentlemen really do whatever they can't do!
Everyone at the base: “!!!”
"I really admire Boss Ye and his team. They do whatever the rules forbid. They are simply the nemesis of this weird rule dungeon."
"It's not just the nemesis of rule-based weird dungeons, it's the nemesis of all weird things."
"Do you think this ghost will tell you how it died?"
"I guess not?"
"When I was in school, I also played ghost games like the Ouija board and the Pen fairy. The most important thing is that you must never ask the Ouija board or the Pen fairy how they died, otherwise the Ouija board or the Pen fairy will be very angry."
“What happens if you’re really angry?”
"Then you can't send them away. The consequence of not being able to send them away is that they will kill you, or possess you and become you."
"Hearing you say that, I always feel that in the story Zhang Xiaoming told me before, the person who left the school in the end was not the senior himself, but was possessed by the ghost he summoned."
"So, the one who left last wasn't a human at all, but a weird one?"
"Where will Weird go after leaving this instance?"
"No...it can't be our real world, right?"
"Then... there won't be any weirdness around us, right?"
"Why do I feel that after Weird gets out of this dungeon, they will eat this person's body and then go to the next dungeon to continue waiting?"
"No way?"
"Yes."
*
As soon as Ye Youbai finished speaking, Zhang Xiaoming's hand, which had been still just now, suddenly began to tremble violently. This time the trembling was very violent. Zhang Xiaoming could clearly feel that the ghost's hand was holding his hand tightly.
"Pah..."
The feeling of oppression in Zhang Xiaoming's hand increased sharply, and finally the pen in his hand fell to the ground.
Zhang Xiaoming: “!!!”
It's over.
It's all over now!
When summoning the Ouija board, first, you cannot ask how the Ouija board died. Second, before sending the Ouija board away, you must never let go of the pen in your hand, let alone drop it on the ground.
The moment the brush fell to the ground, a cold wind blew up in the dormitory. This cold wind not only brought with it a chilling chill, but also an indescribable sense of gloom.
When it blows past, it seems as if you can hear distant cries, low roars, or ghostly laughter, which makes people shudder.
It is like a restless ghost, wandering around in this space without any direction, carrying the breath of death and the fear of the unknown.
After a while, the gloomy wind stopped, and a person wearing a white dress, with long hair draped over her shoulders like weeds, pale skin and blood-red lips appeared behind Zhang Xiaoming.
Ye Youbai: “…”
Are all the ghosts’ appearances so cool now?
strong:"......"
Isn’t this the senior that Zhang Xiaoming mentioned before, who left school?
Ji Sijian: “…”
He said, how could this person leave?
Everyone at the base: “!!!”
"Look behind Zhang Xiaoming!"
"Holy shit! I was scared to death!"
"How does this ghost resemble the one Zhang Xiaoming described earlier?"
"It should be very similar to the ghost before it jumped off the building. Maybe the ghost's current appearance is what it looked like before it died?"
"I think so too. Didn't he stain his skirt red with blood when he was there?"
"I really don't know what the IQ of the students in this school is. The blood has been drained and the person has jumped from the building. How can they think that the person got out alive?"
"Maybe they're all thinking, this is a rule-based dungeon, anything can happen."
"Put yourself in a desperate situation and then you will be reborn."
"If it were me, I would definitely not joke about my life."
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