Chat Group Started from Baolian Lantern

Sudden.

A cold and ruthless voice came from his ear——

"Congratulations on being selected by the dimensional chat group, do you want to join the dimensional chat group?"

what sound?

Wu Dalang's dark and ugly face showed a bewildered expression.

He was pretty sure someone had been talking to him just now.

but……

He was alone in the room.

There are no outsiders.

Then.

Who is speaking?

Wu Dalang suddenly became suspicious, and even forgot the pain in his heart.

Put your hands on the bed.

Barely sat up.

Wu Dalang looked around, trying to find the speaker.

However, after searching for a long time, he still couldn't find the speaker, as if he didn't exist.

"Could it be a ghost talking?"

As Wu Dalang stammered, he suddenly thought of the ghost stories his father told him when he was a child, and he was in a bad mood.

Evil spirits hurt people.

Once you get entangled, your life is over!

Wu Dalang was so frightened that his heart was broken, he stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt, wrapping it tightly around his body.

It was freezing cold and snowflakes were flying.

This season, the weather is the coldest.

Wrapped tightly in a quilt, Wu Dalang still felt cold.

It's not that the body is cold, but the heart is cold.

He just felt as if he had fallen into a hole in the ice, the chill was piercing to the bone, he was almost freezing to death!

"Grandpa Ghost, Grandma Ghost, I...Wu Dalang is a good person, he never does anything wrong, don't look for me..."

Wu Dalang was trembling all over, tightly wrapped in the quilt, only his head was exposed, his whole body was trembling, even his lips were trembling, praying in a low voice.

I don't know if this prayer is helpful.

Anyway, Wu Dalang said so, if a dead horse treats a living horse as a doctor, if it works, if the ghost grandpa or ghost grandma thinks he is a good person, they will not come to him, that would be the best!

"Grandpa ghost, grandma ghost, if you want to find... go to Ximen Qing, he is a bad bastard who is bleeding, he is rich and unkind, he bullies men and women, he does evil, he does a lot of evil... most importantly, He hooked up with my wife, Jin Lian, what a wonderful woman my wife is, because he was a bad student..."

"Grandpa ghost, grandma ghost, if you are a good ghost, go to Ximen Qing, if you are an evil ghost, go to Ximen Qing too, I, Wu Dalang, is three inches long and five short, not enough for you..."

"Wuuuuuu... Jinlian, I am sincere to you. I will give you whatever delicious food I have, and I will give it to you as soon as I make money. Why did you hook up with Ximen Qing?"

"Do you still have my husband in your eyes?"

"Woooooooo..."

Wu Dalang was talking nonsense, and the more he said it, the more excited he became, tears streaming down his face immediately, like rain.

He doesn't know if he is frightened by his own paranoia or his wife, Jin Lian, who has hooked up with Ximen Qing for adultery.

He was crying anyway.

Old sad Yazi.

There is a saying that a man's tears are not light, but it's not time to be sad.

Licking dog Wu Dalang thought of his life experience, and suddenly felt sad, and he didn't care about being suspicious.

And when he was sad, the dimensional chat group defaulted him to join, and a strange interface appeared in front of his eyes.

"This... what is this?"

Wu Dalang cried and cried, and also found the strange interface in front of him, and he was shocked and speechless.

He reached out and rubbed his eyes.

then……

Open your eyes and look at the past again, the weird interface still exists, and there are also strange words on it.

To an illiterate, writing is sacred.

Wu Dalang was originally illiterate, but now he suddenly found that he could understand the text that appeared on that weird interface, which felt a little subtle.

"immortal?"