For many years, no one asked about the horror, and the world knows about adding money

"Whoever throws the pinball closer to that line wins."

The rules are simple, and I have played almost all of them since I was a child.

Seeing the little ghost's clumsy appearance, Cui Dongdong gained confidence and asked, "Understood, where is the glass ball?"

The kid asked blankly, "What glass ball?"

Cui Dongdong wondered: "Didn't you play pinball?"

"Oh." The kid understood and stretched out his finger.

With a hard push, an eyeball was snapped off.

The kid put his eyeballs on his palms, and demonstrated, "Isn't this all there? It's very simple."

Cui Dongdong's hair stood up, his eyes widened, and he looked at the eyeball in the kid's hand in fear.

It's like a boiled egg with the skin off, white and raw, with black eyes still floating on it.

Cui Dongdong spoke with a crying voice: "I don't want to play anymore."

"How can you not count your words? If you don't play, you will lose." The kid said angrily.

If you fail the mission, you will lose two eyeballs.

Cui Dongdong said weakly: "But I can't pick out the eyeballs like you."

The little ghost suddenly realized: "So you are afraid of pain, you are so weak, you are not a little man at all."

The little ghost patted his head helplessly, and acted like a grown-up: "Then I'll lend you one, but if you lose, you will lose twice as much."

The kid took another eyeball and handed it to him.

Cui Dongdong held it in his hands, but he was afraid and dared not throw it away, like a hot potato.

The little ghost stood at the two-meter line and threw it casually.

Because he doesn't have an eyeball now, he can't see anything.

The force was too strong, and the eyeballs rolled out far away.

The little ghost also knew that his performance was abnormal, so he sighed: "It's your turn."

Cui Dongdong's mood has stabilized at this time, and the secret channel will never lose to a blind kid.

After aiming at the two-meter line for a long time, he waved and threw it.

At this moment, the kid suddenly reached out and hit him on the elbow.

Under such interference, the eyeballs quickly rolled out, farther than the kid's.

The little ghost laughed loudly: "You are so stupid."

Cui Dongdong said angrily, "You cheated."

"How is this cheating? The rule is just to see who is closest to that line. We usually play like this. Everyone judges."

Unconvinced, the kid called his companion to testify.

The little ghosts nearby all looked over and said, "Yes, we all play like this, so don't afford it."

At this time, the kid playing the game had picked up the eyeballs, put them in the sockets, and shouted triumphantly: "You lose, you lose."

Thinking of the punishment for mission failure, Cui Dongdong panicked, arguing: "This round doesn't count, you're cheating."

Many little ghosts rushed over suddenly, and the partners pinned him to the ground.

Cui Dongdong yelled in fear: "What are you doing, let me go."

The little ghost playing pinball came over with a sinister smile, stretched out his hands, and plucked out his eyeballs.

"Bring it to you."

After finishing speaking, he put it in his mouth and chewed it a few times, then stretched his neck and swallowed it: "Tender and juicy."

Cui Dongdong, who lost his eyeballs, was let go, and the places where his eyes were originally turned into two bloody holes.

While screaming, he backed away unconsciously, crying, "Give it back to me, give it back to me."

Unexpectedly, there were a few little ghosts playing rubber bands behind them, and they were tripped and fell to the ground.

One of the little ghosts shouted: "Oh, you broke our rubber band, you pay for it."

The female brats were also unambiguous, and gathered together to tear out Cui Dongdong's intestines, and said happily: "There is a new rubber band."

Once Cui Dongdong died, all the brats who were still watching the fun began to fight for food.

After eating, they all stared at the players not far away, "Come and play."

Seeing Cui Dongdong's miserable death, the players all bowed their heads and remained silent.

Even Shen Yanan and Wei Liang turned their heads away.

Ye Chen stood up and patted the dirt on his butt: "I'll play with you."

The little ghosts looked at each other, and suddenly the little fat ghost shouted: "Run!"

All the little ghosts scattered.

Ye Chen touched his nose in embarrassment, feeling as if he was isolated.

The little ghosts ran to the foot of the other courtyard wall, separated from the players, and looked at each other from a distance.

The whole afternoon passed by like this.

When going to bed at night, Ye Chen impatiently took out the mace, wanting to scare the gang of brats.

I didn't play games with myself in the afternoon, and I didn't even receive the hidden mission.

The loss is huge.

[Don't do this, Shen Yanan and Wei Liang are going to instigate the kid to sue you. 】

Ok?

It's just that they didn't agree to form an alliance, not to mention hatred.

Okay, you guys are looking for your own death, so don't blame me for being cruel.

In fact, Shen Yanan and the others just wanted to use Ye Chen to try and make mistakes.

Let's see if the brats will sue.

After all, last night, the little ghosts did not complain after being absorbed by Ye Chen. It is not sure whether they were really scared by Ye Chen, or it was just like that in the setting.

the next day.

There were waves of frightening ghost screams floating in the wind, and the players got up on time.

The female ghost stood on top and said: "Today is art, take out your picture books."

There was a sound of rummaging from below.

After a while, the little ghosts and the players all took out picture books and paintbrushes.

The female ghost took out a pair of hands.

"Let's get started. I borrowed this from the cafeteria and I have to return it before noon."

The little ghosts lowered their heads and began to draw skillfully.

The players looked around with nervous expressions.

The female ghost only mentioned the time requirement, but did not raise any requirements for the painting results.

I don't know if I forgot to mention it, or I can draw it anyway.

"All pay attention."

When the female ghost came to Ye Chen's side, she asked sullenly, "Do you find it difficult? Will it cause you any discomfort?"

Ye Chen is like a little painter who loves painting, staring at the hands on the podium with a serious expression, and replied without squinting:

"It's okay, but the manicures are done on the nails, which are beyond our ability."

Ye Chen already knew through observation that the little ghosts are only at the level of stick figures.

The female ghost was silent for a while, then said lightly: "Just don't draw it as a foot."

Hearing this sentence, the players secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Near the end, the female ghost scored on the spot.

"You paint too much, it will turn into black. This is obviously a yellow man, but you painted him as a black man forcibly."

"Hahaha."

The little ghosts laughed out loud at the female ghost's humor.

"Xiaohong, why are you green?"

"Report, green represents life, so I painted human hands green."

"Well, it's very thoughtful, but we ghosts also have life, but the energy exists in a different way."

Chapter 28

Xiaopang bounced over to hand in homework.

The female ghost teacher took it with a blank face, glanced at it and frowned and said:

"Why is yours red? Do you think it comes from Indians?"

Xiaopang shook his head and said, "It's the color of fried sugar. It's bright red and delicious. I like it the most."

The female ghost teacher slapped the paper on Xiaopang's face and reprimanded:

"Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat. If you are so fat at a young age, what can you do when you grow up?"

Xiaopang cried and returned to his seat.

The female ghost teacher looked at the player again: "What's the matter with you newcomers, can't you finish such a simple homework?"

The players just wanted to observe for a while, but seeing her urging them, those sitting in the front row started to hand in their homework.

The female ghost teacher's eyes were sharp, and there was a vicious smile on the corner of her mouth, as if she was looking forward to the appearance of unqualified pictures.

It's a pity that the players are all grown-up minds. Even those who have never drawn pictures are better than these little ghosts.

The female ghost teacher couldn't find anything wrong, her brows became more and more wrinkled.

When it was Ye Chen's turn, the female ghost teacher looked left and right for 2 minutes before reluctantly letting go.

"Qualified, let's go back."

An art class was passed without any surprises or dangers.

During lunch, Shen Yanan found the kid named Xiaohong and whispered something.

Xiao Hong nodded while listening, and secretly looked at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen was keenly aware of a hint of crisis.

【Shen Yanan is urging the little ghosts to play games with you in the afternoon. If you threaten with a mace, I will sue you. 】

Ye Chen sneered again and again.

Afternoon, free time.

Xiaohong shouted at Ye Chen: "Don't you want to play games with us? In order not to be said not to unite with new classmates, we agreed."

Ye Chen stood up, glanced at Shen Yanan and Wei Liang, and walked towards the little devils.

Wei Liang smacked his mouth and said to Shen Yanan: "You guessed it right, he really went, Cui Dongdong was so miserable yesterday, he can't be scared."

Shen Yanan said lightly: "Too much self-confidence is conceited, such a person will not go long."

Wei Liang praised: "Your strategy of killing two birds with one stone is really good. You can not only test out whether the little devils will sue, but also trick him by the way."

"These little ghosts are only at the level of evil spirits. As long as we don't sue, the two of us can deal with five or six without any problem."

Shen Yanan frowned and said, "The way he looked at us just now seems to have noticed something."

"Impossible, you are worrying too much."

"Maybe I'm thinking too much."