Intellectual retardation system: Even ancestors are afraid of crazy criticizers and gossip lovers

At this time, the guest seemed to feel something. He looked back and ran forward in fear.

“There’s one in front too!!”

"There is a female ghost in front of me and a female ghost behind me. Get out of the way and let me bear this terror."

"I don't even want to expose you."

The three guests braked and the exit was blocked. The two female ghosts in white were getting closer and closer to them.

In the dim environment, I still couldn't help but be afraid.

Two female ghosts in white approached the three, approached them, opened their red lips...

All three of them felt like they were going to be bitten.

Everyone in the live broadcast room thought this was the case.

As a result, the two female ghosts said in resentful voices at the same time: "Do you want to hear me tell a story~"

The brave guest nodded, protected the two guests behind him, and affirmed: "Yes."

Countless people were fooled in the live broadcast room. When they saw the bold guest, they looked curious and seemed to want to find a small bench to listen to each other's stories.

The two female ghosts came close to each other, like women in ancient costumes, and shook their long sleeves at the same time. Then their heads were covered, and the eyes of the guests were also covered.

When the vision returned, there was only one female ghost left. The female ghost slowly said: "My name is Little Farm Girl~"

"Eh? Little Dragon Girl?"

"No, it's the farmer uncle. Thank you for your hard work. Please don't interrupt me."

"Oh, sorry..." The guest quickly apologized.

"It's ok."

It was so polite to call both parties directly in the live broadcast room.

Laughing to death, two jokes, the female ghost is polite.

"Please continue..." The guest was no longer so afraid and listened carefully.

"My name is Little Farmer Girl. I had a master who taught me Sleeping Rope Kung Fu, but my qualifications were too poor. The master told me that if I want to become more qualified, I need to ask others for help. Ask him..."

It is indeed Xiao Longnu!

The little peasant girl didn't say anything for a long time, and the guest couldn't help but ask: "What are you asking?"

"Want to hear another story from me?"

The guest did not realize that this sentence was wrong.

"you say……"

"My name is Little Farmer Girl. I had a master who taught me Sleeping Rope Kung Fu, but my qualifications were too poor. The master told me that if I want to become more qualified, I need to ask others for help. Ask him..."

"..." Now a few people understood and repeated.

The live broadcast room said that the story was too short, so I moved a small bench to listen to love and hate.

"and after?"

"Want to hear another story?"

"I don't want to..." The guest already understood the routine and didn't want to hear that there was a temple in the mountain and an old monk in the temple. The old monk said to the young monk that there was... in the mountain.

I can't leave the mountain for the rest of my life.

The female ghost covered her face and looked like she was crying. Just when the guest wanted to comfort her, the female ghost spoke again: "Do you want to learn the Sleeping Rope Kung Fu?"

"I think." The guest said quickly.

"Come...come with me." The female ghost waved...

The guests followed.

The audience in the live broadcast room was a little confused.

"Hey, no, I just followed."

"I'm counting with my fingers. This female ghost is definitely not a nice person at first glance!"

"Hahaha... At first I thought it was because of resentment, and listening to the story would relieve my knot, but she just left it there to ask questions, and ended up using the so-called sleeping rope skill... Hahaha..."

"..."

……

"What are you asking? You don't know yet..."

"For the first time, I learned that not only can people be chased in a haunted house, but they can also be deceived into becoming scapegoats!"

"Hahaha... almost succeeded."

The scapegoat started with a little peasant girl and led the three of them into a cave, which actually started in a room. There was a white silk ribbon on the floor of the room.

The little peasant girl waved her hand, and Bai Ling flew up and passed through the two mountain walls. The guests watched in shock.

"Come...I'll teach you the sleeping rope technique."

The guest who was waved pointed at himself, saw the little peasant girl nodded, and walked slowly over.

Following the female ghost's command, he slowly stood in front of Bai Ling and directed him to stretch his neck to Bai Ling.

The guest feels something is wrong. Shouldn't the sleeping rope skill be lying on it?

He instantly retracted his neck and said, "Little peasant girl, please demonstrate first."

The little peasant girl did not embarrass him and said, "Get out of the way."

The guests joined the two men and began to retreat.

I saw the little dragon girl taking off gracefully, and the horizontal white silk suddenly closed up and pulled up. The little dragon girl grabbed the white silk, lifted her neck up, then tilted her head with a "ga" sound, and stuck out her long tongue.

She died again...

A piece of paper fell from her hand. The little peasant girl was swinging on the white silk. Several people saw that she couldn't get down for a long time. They made sure that she was okay. They picked it up and saw that it was a road map.

Finally, the guests left, and the hanged man made a gesture in the last scene.

The people in the live broadcast room almost died laughing at this weird haunted house.

"Hahaha... I didn't learn the sleeping rope technique and I hanged myself. I'm afraid your master is not a hanger."

"Hang yourself, hahaha... God's sleeping rope skill almost deceived Brother Xiong."

"Haha... The hanged ghost still needs a substitute. Hahaha, he's not a water ghost."

"Is this what a haunted house is like? If I hadn't run away at that time, would there be a plot like this..."

"No, no, I heard it's the latest update from the amusement park, because the live broadcast plot is a little longer, but I still have some expectations. What's the next ghost?"

"Suddenly the haunted house didn't seem scary."

“What’s a haunted house if it’s not scary?”

"Of course it's a haunted house, and a haunted house is of course a ghost's house."

"Anyway, I'm not going..."

"If you don't want to go, I won't go. Don't say it here. I'm going to go anyway..."

"The introduction said that a trigger is randomly updated every day. It's so interesting. It's the first time I know that a haunted house can be played like this."

In the live video, the three people continued to move forward and looked at a ghost squatting on the ground and drawing circles. He was very short and couldn't tell whether he was hiring child labor.

The live broadcast room began to urge: "Come on, if you are a man, you must be brave, step forward quietly, pat the ghost on the shoulder like a ghost, and fight against the general."

"You know how to rebel against a general."

"This kind of gameplay is good, I want to play it too, people scare ghosts..."

The live broadcast room has been led astray by two ghosts.

In the screen of the live broadcast room, the ghost squatting on the ground like a little beggar turned his head, but there were some black lines on his white face, which was not scary. When he saw someone, he happily held up a small sign with luminous fonts, which read: Do you want me to lead the way?

"Let's..." the guest said not confidently.

The guiding ghost waved his hand, meaning: Come with me...

The guest hesitated, but still followed, following the guide in a detour, but the other person did nothing and limped ahead to lead the way.

Several people have long legs, and the female guest among them is 165cm tall. The guide in front is only about 150cm tall. His face is pale and not scary, and he looks a bit pitiful.

The guests couldn't tell whether it was a requirement of the other party's role or because they were lame, so they didn't dare to ask random questions.

"In our area where the average height is 165cm, this would be considered a disability."

"The guy upstairs has the ability to challenge you in a one-on-one fight. Look at my 140, I won't jump up and hit you on the knee!"

"Hahaha... I'm so cute."

"Feel……"

"I feel it too... By the way, who is this kid?"

"Guide ghost?"

"Did you feel that the place you just passed by seemed familiar?"

"What? It's pitch black everywhere in the haunted house. Everything looks familiar to me, but it looks the same to me."

"But I feel that if there are one person and three ghosts, going around in a circle, it will still force a closed loop."

"I saw it again. That familiar place is the door. The door they just entered. They have been circling the pillars of King Qin."

"It's the third lap, hahaha... I haven't found it yet."

"No wonder the ghost is lame. Is he the one who leads the way? Hahaha..."

"No, I suspect he was lame. Whoever led me like this will be lame for sure!"

The guests came to their senses on the fourth lap. We can’t blame them. The road was crooked and there were obstacles, which made it difficult to remember. The whole space was a bit gray. We couldn’t see the road clearly and we were walking slowly. We were focused on the ghost guiding us, so we didn’t pay attention. .