"Hurry up, let's go and see which dormitory it is. Maybe after that ghost leaves, we can still find something."
"Then do you know which dormitory it is?"
"Listen to the sound!"
"Bang... Bang..."
As soon as the man finished speaking, they heard the sound of "ding-ling-clang" coming from the corridor again.
"this......"
"Who summoned this ghost? Isn't this ghost a little too violent?"
"That's right. This has been going on for at least ten minutes. The person has been smashed into a pulp, right?"
"That......"
"Then why do they keep smashing things? Is there some deep hatred between them?"
"Who knows? I think it's coming from the 7th floor. Let's go up and take a look."
Afterwards, everyone walked cautiously towards the 7th floor. Compared to summoning ghosts, they still preferred to pick up leaks. After all, if the ghosts could not be sent back, their lives would be in danger.
But if you can't find a bargain, then you can't find it. At least you won't lose your life. If you can find it, you'll make a profit.
In this way, Ji Sijian hit the ghost on the wall with a chair for almost twenty minutes before he slowly stopped his actions.
At this moment, the ugly ghost, who had been knocked unconscious, looked at Ji Sijian in front of him with empty eyes and no focus, and stammered, "Don't..."
"Don't...don't...hit...hit..."
Those people who had just followed the sound to the door of Ji Sijian's dormitory all lay on the door, listening to the movement inside the room.
When they heard "Stop fighting", they looked at each other in confusion.
"Who lives in this room?"
"Zhang Xiaoming."
"He doesn't look like someone who can withstand such a beating. How can he last twenty minutes in a ghost's hands?"
"Don't...don't talk, it seems like they're talking again inside."
Ji Sijian certainly noticed the group of people lying at the dormitory door, but he didn't intend to pay attention to them. Instead, he said coldly to the ugly ghost embedded in the wall: "Do you realize your mistake?"
People eavesdropping at the door: "???"
mistake?
Could it be that the ghost has a grudge against Zhang Xiaoming?
What a huge hatred and resentment this was that the fight lasted for twenty minutes!
"Do you know what's going on?"
"I don't know. Zhang Xiaoming used to look quite honest. Could it be that he killed someone before? Did he become a ghost and come here to seek revenge?"
"Everyone who comes here has a few lives on their hands. They wouldn't seek revenge, would they?"
"Who knows? Let's see what Zhang Xiaoming has to say."
"Why...why do I feel like there's something wrong with Zhang Xiaoming's voice?"
"I've been beaten for twenty minutes. It's a miracle if it's still okay."
When the ugly ghost felt that the stool that was hitting his body stopped, he had a moment to breathe. In a daze, he seemed to hear the man in front of him talking, as if asking him if he realized his mistake.
"I...know, I recognize...I realize..." the ugly ghost said tremblingly.
He was afraid that if he spoke too slowly, Ji Sijian would mercilessly smash the stool in his hand on him again.
It's too frustrating for a ghost to be treated like him.
At this time, Ji Sijian asked again: "What did you do wrong?"
Ugly ghost: “…”
What did he do wrong?
It seemed like he had always been doing what he was supposed to do, and there was nothing wrong with it, because he had always done so. It was this group of people who did not follow the rules and asked him how he died, so he got angry.
Although he thought so in his heart, he didn't dare to say it out loud.
Finally, the ugly ghost could only think over and over again. After racking his brains, he said very cautiously: "I... I look... too ugly. No... I shouldn't come out... and scare people."
After the ugly ghost finished speaking, the group of people eavesdropping outside the door were immediately stunned.
The group of people eavesdropping outside the door: “???”
"Too ugly?"
"This... Is this Xiaoming funny?"
"Actually, that's what I wanted to ask."
"Is the person speaking Zhang Xiaoming, or a ghost? The more I listen, the more confused I become."
"The person who spoke must be Zhang Xiaoming. Do you think Zhang Xiaoming can defeat a ghost? He is so small."
"But...but Zhang Xiaoming isn't ugly."
"Keep listening, keep listening. It's been so long, it should be almost over."
Everyone at the base: “!!!”
"Hahaha......"
"I'm dying of laughter."
"Who do you think is funny, Ji Sijian or that ghost?"
"Both Ji Sijian and that ghost are hilarious. One dares to ask, and the other dares to answer."
"But to be honest, this ghost is really ugly."
"Brother, he died by jumping off a building. How can a death by jumping off a building be good?"
"Yeah, it's a pretty miserable death. He almost lost all his brains after being fucked like that."
"Maybe they'll pick up the brains and stuff them back in a little while."
"vomit......"
"Stop being so disgusting! Are you going to let me eat?"
"Haven't we done enough disgusting things in the apocalypse? What's more, Boss Ye and the others are in a Rule-based Strange Stories dungeon, where anything can happen."
*
When the ugly ghost finished speaking, there was silence in the room.
The ugly ghost felt that he was probably not wrong. After all, from beginning to end, these people only said that he was ugly and didn't say anything else. This was all he could think of.
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