Big Shot Little Jiaojiao Breaks Her Persona Again

Pei Yao was listening with relish when she saw Beitang Lie stop. She immediately prompted. “Why have you stopped speaking? Continue.”

“We’re coming to a very terrifying part of the story now. Are you really not afraid at all?” Beitang Lie said faintly.

He originally thought that Pei Yao would be afraid by this point.

She was a woman!

Every woman he had dated before was especially afraid of such supernatural things.

“What’s there to be afraid of? Tell me quickly!” Pei Yao urged.

Chi Jiao had also been listening to Beitang Lie’s story. She urged him as well. “Don’t stop, continue.”

Beitang Lie now understood what it meant to shoot oneself in the foot.

He must have been crazy to want to tell a ghost story in such an atmosphere.

However, it was too late for regrets now. Beitang Lie had no choice but to forge on. “Later, Feng Tong Village started to be haunted. The first person to be killed by the little girl in the red burial gown was her father. Her father was a gambler, and he treated her and her mother badly. Every time he lost money or got drunk outside, he would beat them. She also hated her father for trading her life in exchange for rice. So, on the seventh night after her death, she returned home as a ghost and killed her father. Her methods were very cruel. She dug out her father’s heart and ate it. Her mother saw the little girl in the red burial gown kill her father, and she went crazy on the spot. After that, she took revenge on many people. There was a brat who usually bullied her, a middle-aged woman who bullied her mother, and the village chief who proposed carrying out the Holy Maiden selection. The villagers hired an exorcist to handle the situation, but he ended up being killed by the girl. It was also because of this incident that Feng Tong Village finally scraped away the custom of sacrificing the blood of living people.”

Huo Chen suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Chi Jiao and Quan Jue also stopped.

“Why aren’t we moving forward?” Beitang Lie looked at the three people in front of him curiously. He took a few steps forward and looked past them.

Beitang Lie was so frightened that his hair stood on end. He felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

“What-what’s that?!” Beitang Lie pointed at a small red figure standing at a crossroad not far away. His voice was trembling.

He heard about a custom in Feng Tong Village—a night curfew.

After eight in the evening, no one was allowed to leave their houses.

This was also why the local guide, who had agreed to meet them outside the village, did not come to pick them up.

Their flight had been delayed by two hours. No matter how much money they offered him, the local guide refused to come out to fetch them!

Huo Chen looked at the red figure standing about ten meters away from them. He quietly placed his hand on his waist and touched his gun.

Pei Yao also saw the red figure and narrowed her beautiful eyes. “That looks like a little girl.”

“She seems to be wearing a burial gown,” Quan Jue said indifferently.

“Beitang, the little girl you mentioned in your story, is she like that?” Chi Jiao asked.

Beitang Lie’s scalp was about to explode, his heart about to leap out of his throat.

“No… no way. There are no ghosts in this world, right?” Beitang Lie kept reminding himself that Pei Yao was still here. He couldn’t embarrass himself today no matter what..