How the protagonist was marked by the poor

Surrounded by ghostly shadows, Wen Yuan was holding someone in his hand, and could feel the temperature of his fingertips gradually rising.

He looked back at Shi Yao, seeing people with their heads down, as if he didn't dare to look up.

He led people up to the second floor, and the female ghost in a nurse's uniform rushed towards him with blood on her face and an injection.Wen Yuan pulled Shi Yao across the hospital bed, and asked inadvertently, "Are you afraid?"

"It's okay," Shi Yao moved his fingertips.

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Tingyan heard ghosts crying and howling on the first floor, and there seemed to be the sound of throwing things.

"Go away, you stinky ghosts." Zhao Tingyan wailed.

Then, Liu Xingyu's painful voice came over: "Zhao Dapao, you can throw ghosts as soon as you throw them. Can you let go of my hair first?"

The corner of Wen Yuan's lips moved, Shi Yao suddenly pulled him, and then ran forward quickly.

"What are you going to do?" Wen Yuan asked.

Shi Yao said, "It's better to play something exciting."

Wen Yuan: "?"

Shi Yao said, "Look for the ghost. Since you can't hide, why don't you take the initiative to attack."

The two returned to the first floor.

A few ghosts hid in the aisle, on the hospital bed, or some simply hung upside down on the wall.A ghost in a patient's uniform stopped in front of Zhao Tingyan, who closed his eyes and wailed.

Wen Yuan watched Shi Yao pull her, walked a few steps on tiptoe, turned his head halfway, put his finger on his lips, and made a hissing gesture.

He stared carefully at Shi Yao's eyes, the pupils were dark and bright, and there was a cat inside.

With the cunning unique to teenagers.

I saw Shi Yao walked behind the long-haired ghost, and patted him on the shoulder hard. When the long-haired ghost turned his head, he tilted his neck and pulled a sinister smile from the corner of his lips.

The long-haired ghost was taken aback, and then screamed and fled around.

Shi Yao covered his stomach and laughed.

Zhao Tingyan couldn't get back to his senses, and said in a daze: "Can you still play like this?"

"Come together?" Shi Yao asked him.

Zhao Tingyan thought for a while, and immediately made a decision: "Let's go!"

Shi Yao looked at Wen Yuan again: "Brother Yuan, let's come together."

There was no one at the moment, and a few girls selling tickets were sitting and chatting, and the topic was all about the customers who came today.

"Those two are really handsome," said the little girl with high ponytails, "but there is no alpha, I still prefer strong a."

"Hey, it's so early in this year's rape," another little girl knocked on the sunflower seeds and dumped the skins of the sunflower seeds into the trash can, "I don't know what happened to the kid who picked the door frame."

"Hahaha, this is the first time I've seen people who come to a haunted house so timid."

"I want to see if we want to see the surveillance."

The few hit it off and sat beside the monitor.It's just that what they saw next made them open their mouths in shock.

The coward in their mouth is chasing the ghost and running around, looking very happy.

The two handsome guys cooperated seamlessly, one chased and the other blocked, and quickly drove the ghosts into a room.

The little girl selling tickets: "..."

A 2-minute silence for the ghost-playing staff.

Several ghosts ran in the dark, they gathered in a small room with sweat profusely, one ghost lost his wig, and glanced at the door: "Didn't you come after me?"

Another patient ghost said: "I didn't hear anything, so I probably didn't come here."

The ghost who threw away the wig showed his short hair. He brushed his hair and fanned it with his hands.

Whoosh whoosh.

This is really the most tiring day of my life as a ghost.

After fanning for a long while, the sweat on his forehead gradually dissipated, and the Bancun ghost finally came back to his senses. He glanced at his fellow ghosts around him, and said inexplicably, "Why are we running?"

The ghost on the other side looks at me and I look at you, "Yeah, why are we running?"

"We are the ghosts."

"Go, chase out."

However, there were no people in the wards in the building. A few gusts of drafts blew past scraps of paper, and it was exceptionally quiet, leaving only the ghosts messing about in the wind.

Hey!

Being tricked by a group of brats, how can you hang around in the ghost world if you talk about it.

Zhao Tingyan couldn't straighten his back with a smile, he was leaning on the wall, smiling like a mentally retarded person: "You didn't see that ghost was about to be chased and cried by me."

After Liu Jingjing entered the haunted house, she had one purpose: get out as soon as possible, and vowed never to enter the haunted house again.

Hearing Zhao Tingyan's words, she looked at Wen Yuan and Shi Yao and said, "You really went chasing ghosts."

Wen Yuan nodded.

Shi Yao was at the door, his coat was casually draped over his arms, his skin was even more pale due to a little sweat, he touched his knuckles with his fingers, and said with a smile: "Why not. It’s a game of ghost chasing.”

Oh yes.

It makes sense, but there is no way to refute it.

Wen Yuan suddenly said, "So, you're not afraid at all?"

Shi Yao's smiling lips froze for a moment, but he quickly recovered. He looked at Wen Yuan with special sincerity and said, "I'm also afraid. Who is not afraid of ghosts? I am most afraid of ghosts."

What a liar.

Wen Yuan squinted at him, the temperature from his fingertips just now seemed to be still there.

He mocked, "Have you asked the ghost for advice?"

Shi Yao: "..."

A good vacation is absolutely impossible to end just by entering a haunted house. They went out at 11:30, so they discussed finding a place to eat.

Wen Yuan had no objection to this, and of course Shi Yao didn't either.

It's just that the place to eat at the end diverged.Zhao Tingyan and Liu Xingyu were going to a nearby fast food restaurant, while Liu Jingjing and Su Yimiao were going to a small internet celebrity shop elsewhere.

"It doesn't taste good if there are too many people in a small internet celebrity shop," Zhao Tingyan said with a headache, "It will probably be dark by the time we line up."

"Fast food restaurants are greasy and greasy," Liu Jingjing said very dissatisfied, "Eat one meal, you can gain ten catties of meat."

Seeing that they were about to quarrel again, Wen Yuan said coldly, "Let's draw lots."

Shi Yao echoed beside him: "Good idea."

Several people lined up the nearby restaurants and wrote them down on paper. Liu Jingjing would draw lots and go to the one she caught.

Liu Jingjing's luck was obviously not very good, and the three big characters of KFC appeared on the white paper.

"Okay." Liu Jingjing took the note and said, "KFC is KFC, I'm willing to bet and admit defeat."

There are also a lot of people in KFC, and it is close to 02:30 after a few people have lined up and finished their meal.

Zhao Tingyan patted his stomach and stretched.It's just that I can stretch half of my waist, so I shrank back in fright.

Liu Jingjing took a moment to look at him: "What's the matter, Paoer."

"I'm stupid," Zhao Tingyan tried to lie down, "Mathematics teacher, why is he here?"

Wen Yuan heard this and looked up, Zhao Tingyan gestured at him.

"Brother Yuan, get down quickly, you should see us later."

"Future," Wen Yuan said, "Are you in class or school now?"

Hearing this, Zhao Tingyan raised his head: "That's right, what am I afraid of him for?" He glanced at Liu Jingjing at the side, trying to save some face in front of him. "I was mostly conditioned in school."

He looked up at the math teacher again, wondering, "Is the math teacher's daughter this old?"

Wen Yuan looked up and saw a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl sitting opposite Wu Qiandong, eating something with her head down. She seemed to be very afraid of Wu Qiandong, and she didn't even dare to lift her head.

"It's not the math teacher's daughter," Liu Jingjing said, "I met his daughter this year, and she's only five or six years old."

Wen Yuan frowned, looked up and saw Wu Qiandong just reached out and brushed the girl's bangs.The girl flinched and hid.

If it's not father and daughter, what is it?

"Is he your math teacher?" the staff suddenly asked.He was changing meals for the room next door, and when he heard Wen Yuan and the others talking, he mentioned it by the way.

"Yeah," Wen Yuan nodded.

The staff showed an envious look: "You are so lucky to have such a good teacher. This teacher has a good heart. Every year, different female students will be picked here to make up lessons."

Shi Yao didn't know what to think at the moment, and was a little lost in thought.

Wen Yuan frowned, and said with a strange feeling in his heart: "Different female students? Haven't you brought male students?"

"Maybe male students are more naughty," the staff member said, "Anyway, I've never seen it before."

As he spoke, he suddenly remembered something.After a while, he said: "Two years ago, there was a Xueba. This teacher has been making up lessons for Xueba."

"Xueba has worked part-time with us for a while."

After a long silence, Shi Yao suddenly said, "What's her name?"

The staff was stunned for a moment, then said, "Shi Mingyue."

"Her name sounds nice. So I remember it well."

"Her name is Shi Mingyue."

Wen Yuan was stunned.

It may also be that he is more sensitive to Shi's surname, and when he heard Shi Mingyue's first reaction was Shi Yao's sister.

He said, "Then she should have graduated by now."

"No," the staff member shook his head regretfully, "Heavenly Wrath Yingcai, she died, she committed suicide by jumping off a building two years ago."

died.

Wen Yuan's first reaction was to turn his head to see Shi Yao's expression.

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