Laugh to death, there are no ordinary people at all

Gojo Satoru smiled super happy.

Just having one scene, it's not a loss to come here.

So happy.

Of course he could recognize the prototype of the monsters of the two in front of him, but that was what made it interesting.

A cat and a dog, originally supposed to be monsters standing on the opposite side of human beings, at this moment, drunk and dizzy, they want to 'save' the female ghost who was born in ghost stories and is about to cause trouble.

However, the female ghost who was supposed to appear from the screen to kill people by devouring fear and strengthening her strength now looks like a poor little girl who has fallen into the hands of monsters.

First he was dragged and pulled by two monsters, and now he was threatened by the fire extinguisher from the only ordinary person present.

Just looking at the picture, it is impossible to judge who is going to kill whom.

This scene should really be recorded and treasured.

The man who restrained his smile looked at the screaming female ghost in front of him, and there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Oops, I wanted to keep you for the sake of bringing so much happiness, but you don't seem to understand your position very well.

His eyes stopped on the strange talk that was about to explode.Obviously did not take any action, the female ghost who stretched her arms to riot was as if she was being held down by a boulder.

The expression on his face also slowly changed from rage caused by humiliation to panic.

It's hard to imagine that a 'ghost' would have the emotion of 'fear', but this scene just happened.

Opening her teeth and waving her claws, after screaming, the female ghost who vowed to kill the person in front of her and the demon vented her hatred restrained her viciousness, and only struggled a few times symbolically.

And I didn't know anything about what happened between the flashes and flints, I just maintained my original posture with my buzzing ears.

I swear I've never heard such a loud scream.

There is still a faint discomfort in the ears.

"Don't yell." I frowned and said, "I know you're not feeling well, aren't we here to rescue you?"

Ghost Story Ghost: You fucking want me to die!

A conjurer, two demons, and a human who wanted to smash himself.

Seeing myself a ghost is not only not afraid, but also to 'save' myself, smashing myself to death?Does this still make sense?

I just fell asleep for a while, why did human beings become so brutal and terrifying?

The grievances of ghost stories, from the time it was born because of ghost stories, it has taken a lot of hardships to fully confirm its form step by step until today.

After finally having the opportunity to reap the fear and strengthen himself again, this kind of thing happened.

It's better to just give her a good time, but that nasty conjurer just watched the show by the side.

Not only did he not do anything, but he also suppressed himself with strength to let these nasty guys continue to be violent to him.

If it wasn't for the fact that her strength was not strong enough to support her appearance, she might have shed tears of blood.

"Hey, Miss Chuanping, your position is not very good."

The Wujo teacher behind him suddenly spoke.

I turned my head and asked, "What's wrong?"

"You might hit your back like this. Why don't you find a place where it's a little bit more corner. It's better to hit it twice than to hit someone."

He said and pointed to the upper position.

I thought it made sense, so I adjusted the angle.

"Is it here?"

"A little further to the left."

"so?"

"It's over, come back."

"If it hits this side, then Maojing and I can also use force from the other side." Inukai also joined in.

"Look, you smash like this." He said while gesticulating, "Then Maojing and I tugged here like this, maybe we pulled people out in one breath, I'm quite strong!"

"That's right! Miss, please hold on, we will rescue you soon!" Maojing also said with a sense of mission at this time. "come on!"

She also clenched her fists in a cheering gesture.

"Okay, then it's settled like this!" I nodded in a daze, feeling in a trance that this is indeed a good idea.

"What are you doing?"

Just as I was holding the fire extinguisher and preparing to strike at the newly selected position, the voice of Shuichi Minano, who had disappeared for a while, came from behind.

"Save people—you're back." I was a little surprised, "We thought you left beforehand."

Compared with us, Shuichi Minamino, who is an excellent employee trusted by the boss, is much busier.

It is not uncommon for me to receive a phone call from my boss and leave suddenly during work.So this time he didn't come back for a long time, and I just thought he was called back to work overtime again.

"It did take care of something."

He patted his clothes while talking, and following his movements, I faintly smelled the fragrance of roses.

Obviously, it should be so strong that people can concentrate, but when only a little sweet aroma can be smelled, it makes people feel relieved and relaxed.

If I have to describe it, it feels like sitting in the courtyard and basking in the sun on a sunny afternoon.

Or take a hot bath after a hard day, feeling lazy all over, as if the pores are stretched.

Is it perfume?Or incense or something?

My spirit was also a little distracted by the sudden sense of ease and comfort.

Seeing that the three people who had inhaled enough 'fragrance' stopped moving, the red-haired youth passed Gojo Satoru without looking sideways and walked to the electronic screen to stare at the strange story that had just crawled halfway out of the screen.

He looked at the female ghost in front of him like he was looking at a bug that had climbed on a flower petal.

Gojo Satoru, who watched him walk by, suddenly said, "Just getting rid of them like this is a waste of their efforts."

"Bugs should be removed as soon as they are discovered."

Minano Hideichi didn't have any sympathy for the ghosts, and the rattan whip that appeared at some point in his hand smashed the female ghosts to pieces.

——It’s just that for some reason, the eliminated female ghost had a sense of relief on her face.

Although Gojo Satoru was a little bit unsatisfied, he had seen a lot of fun in front of him, so he just shrugged his shoulders and took half a step back to signal that he had no intention of crossing the line.

It's not that you can't do it, it's just that it's not necessary at this stage.

Gojo Satoru looked at the demon in front of him who maintained the appearance of a red-haired human.

The famous 'Yaohu Tibetan Horse', as the monitor and guardian of the 'legal demons', is an important part of maintaining the balance between demons and human society, and is also the guardian of the group of old guys whose breath is full of decay. A thorn in the flesh.

For those old guys, 'monsters, like curses, are existences that must be eliminated', it is impossible for harmless monsters to integrate into human society normally.

From the very beginning of the negotiations, there have been countless people who wanted to do something to 'Yaohu Hidden Horse'—of course, there were also countless people who fell into his hands.

That's why there is this delicate balance between the two sides, which is on thin ice but does exist.

Seeing that Gojo Satoru did not take any follow-up actions, Minano Hideichi was somewhat relieved.

To be honest, he didn't want to fight this 'strongest spell' at all.

It's too bad, it doesn't meet the needs of interests.

In this way, the well water does not interfere with the river water is the best state.

At least neither of them suffers.

"Who needs a fire extinguisher to save someone?"

In a trance, I heard Minano Shuichi's voice.

"Fire extinguisher? Fire extinguishing... Ah, I want to save people."

I looked back at the fire extinguisher in my hand and said.

"Aren't you drunk?" My beautiful colleague shook his head and looked at us, "Besides, who can be trapped in such a thin electronic screen."

I just reacted.

That's right, the thickness of this electronic screen is not as thick as a human leg, so how could someone be trapped here.

I watched the advertisement of the beautiful girl on the electronic screen, and put down the fire extinguisher in my hand.

I may have really drunk too much after a long absence, so I took the beautiful girl in the advertisement as someone trapped here.

Maojing and Inukai also rubbed their eyes in a daze, as if they didn't understand why they were here.

Maojing was still thinking about the past.

"I, I remember that we are here to save people..."

It's just that she looked left and right, but she didn't see anyone who seemed to need help.

Strange, strange.

She clearly remembered that she was saving someone just now.

When it came to dog feeding, he looked confused, as if he couldn't remember what he had done before.

"The three of you are quite drunk." Minano Shuichi gave us a diagnosis of our behavior like a group of demons dancing wildly.

"Since it's almost time, let's go home, I'm already drunk like this."

He looked at the three of us helplessly.

"Yes..." x3

We three drunks bowed our heads in shame.

I don't know if it was because of shame, but I even felt my face was burning.

But then again.

I raised my head and saw the white-haired young man behind Minano Hideichi.

How do I remember that Teacher Wutiao was still advising me on how to save people just now?

Although the brain is still a little dull due to the effect of alcohol, it can still turn out some fragmentary pictures.

...Wait, am I still hallucinating because of drinking too much, and I'm still grabbing people and crying that I'm bald?

This is the case with many things. When you don't realize it, you don't feel it. Once you realize it, you can't ignore it.

With such a shameful history, I am too embarrassed to ask Mr. Wutiao if he was cheering me on just now.

What if it is a hallucination between half dream and half awake again.

If Erlian is really drunk... I really want to die.

I covered my head in annoyance, and walked out with Minano Hideichi.

I don't know if it's because of being sober, but the whole KTV feels better.

The light is no longer flickering, the walls are no longer decayed and old, and even the cold breath is gone—but it is still quite quiet.

I really can't drink too much in the future.

I swear to myself.

One cup, one cup at most.No matter how big a happy event is, there is only one cup.

I measured myself.

I was going to pay the bill, but Minamino Shuichi said he had already paid—

It’s just that when we came back to look for us, we didn’t see someone, so we came out to look for someone. (I'm so sorry)

So our group, together with Wutiao teacher who also followed me for some reason, walked towards the exit.

Maybe because it was really late, I didn't meet anyone along the way.

When we got to the door, we saw the person standing at the door with his back to the light, wondering what he was thinking.

It was a man with black hair.

But compared to that black hair, what is more eye-catching is his cassock...

Monks have hair!

After such thoughts flashed through my mind, another more shocking thing filled my dizzy head:

He and the monks all came to sing KTV?So after all, the scriptures are still advancing with the times and entering the world of pop music!

I was shocked.