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The screaming voice gradually echoed in the library.

The girl's frightened eyes were a bit distorted, and gradually attracted the attention of others.

Suddenly, everyone was looking at Zhang Jie, and his body looked as if he had been dismembered.

The most horrible thing was the pale flesh on him, exuding the smell of formalin. Drops of transparent formalin slid down his cheek, slowly slid down his body, and fell to the ground.

The horror is that the taste is constantly spreading.

A few timid ones have been unable to bear it for a long time. They looked at the immediate environment and strongly implied that the heartbeat was constantly accelerating. The strange feeling made them have a special sense of participation.

This guy around is more and more like a ghost. After the red sitting there, um, it should be that the current Meng Po is gradually becoming a horror. The smell radiates.

The sound of screaming never stopped, people around him saw him, saw him, and gradually began to panic. They seemed to see their nightmare.

Suddenly, there seemed to be many more people around.

There is a female ghost in red clothes behind Si Fan. This female ghost seems very terrifying, but if you look closely, this is wearing a red suit after red, making herself seem very scary.

Such a woman really makes people look very cute. This seems to be a little scared to scare Si Fan, it is completely not with a particularly scary makeup.

"You are not afraid to scare them." Si Fan whispered.

After the red did not speak, but silently restored the surrounding environment.

Instantly, the entire library became another environment.

It's still the library just now, or the environment just now, but weird things haven't happened, weird things have disappeared, and the original appearance has been restored.

There were more fainted people on the ground, and for a while, they could not bear it anymore.

"Ah, hey, this is just a storytelling, don't do it right? Activities, today is a half-July event." Si Fan explained these things.

"Is this a ghost festival? It's so scary." Zhang Jie, who was still a ghost just now, was so depressed.

The mentality had collapsed. They looked a little uncomfortable looking at themselves, and gradually sighed.

Everyone was a little silent, they didn't know if it was worth it.

This is a holiday, not a day of fright.

The big guys are quite embarrassed. This festival is a bit overdone.

It seems to be more exciting, and it is too difficult for people to challenge such a day.

"Just telling ghost stories, in fact, other places are fine, but we are a bit scary here, there is a ghost festival party at 12 pm." Si Fan said the next formation.

People looked at themselves sadly.

But after all, some people are more courageous, and they still like this life.

"It's my turn then. I want to tell a story that happened in our country. Does Fred know?" She began to tell the story.

The voices around him began to gradually decrease, and people no longer made sounds casually, but listened to his story silently.

This story happened in Rice.

The stories started one by one, there was no more blame after the red, and the story continued to progress. Si Fan also silently listened to their stories and watched the festival progress.

Life is like this, there are still some adjustments.

Ghost festival

The screaming voice gradually echoed in the library.

The girl's frightened eyes were a bit distorted, and gradually attracted the attention of others.

Suddenly, everyone was looking at Zhang Jie, and his body looked as if he had been dismembered.

The most horrible thing was the pale flesh on him, exuding the smell of formalin. Drops of transparent formalin slid down his cheek, slowly slid down his body, and fell to the ground.

The horror is that the taste is constantly spreading.

A few timid ones have been unable to bear it for a long time. They looked at the immediate environment and strongly implied that the heartbeat was constantly accelerating. The strange feeling made them have a special sense of participation.

This guy around is more and more like a ghost. After the red sitting there, um, it should be that the current Meng Po is gradually becoming a horror. The smell radiates.

The sound of screaming never stopped, people around him saw him, saw him, and gradually began to panic. They seemed to see their nightmare.

Suddenly, there seemed to be many more people around.

There is a female ghost in red clothes behind Si Fan. This female ghost seems very terrifying, but if you look closely, this is wearing a red suit after red, making herself seem very scary.

Such a woman really makes people look very cute. This seems to be a little scared to scare Si Fan, it is completely not with a particularly scary makeup.

"You are not afraid to scare them." Si Fan whispered.

After the red did not speak, but silently restored the surrounding environment.

Instantly, the entire library became another environment.

It's still the library just now, or the environment just now ~ www.readwn.com ~ It's just that weird things haven't happened, weird things have disappeared, and the original appearance is restored.

There were more fainted people on the ground, and for a while, they could not bear it anymore.

"Ah, hey, this is just a storytelling, don't do it right? Activities, today is a half-July event." Si Fan explained these things.

"Is this a ghost festival? It's so scary." Zhang Jie, who was still a ghost just now, was so depressed.

The mentality had collapsed. They looked a little uncomfortable looking at themselves, and gradually sighed.

Everyone was a little silent, they didn't know if it was worth it.

This is a holiday, not a day of fright.

The big guys are quite embarrassed. This festival is a bit overdone.

It seems to be more exciting, and it is too difficult for people to challenge such a day.

"Just telling ghost stories, in fact, other places are fine, but we are a bit scary here, there is a ghost festival party at 12 pm." Si Fan said the next formation.

People looked at themselves sadly.

But after all, some people are more courageous, and they still like this life.

"It's my turn then. I want to tell a story that happened in our country. Does Fred know?" She began to tell the story.

The voices around him began to gradually decrease, and people no longer made sounds casually, but listened to his story silently.

This story happened in Rice.

The stories started one by one, there was no more blame after the red, and the story continued to progress. Si Fan also silently listened to their stories and watched the festival progress.

Life is like this, there are still some adjustments.

Ghost festival