The Devil's Coming [Quick Transmigration]

Rumors of hauntings spread throughout the capital, and the fact that thirty people died in shock overnight added a more real and terrifying color to the rumors. Coupled with the accounts of those who are said to have seen ghosts with their own eyes or heard ghost cries with their own ears, as they continue to recall and exert psychological suggestions for themselves, the horrific memories become more profound, and when they spread to other people's ears, the ghosts are deepened. Haunted impression.

In less than a morning, there were rumors of hauntings everywhere in Beijing.

In the lobby on the first floor of Zuixianglou, the best restaurant in Beijing, a clever storyteller seized this rare opportunity and vividly recounted supernatural legends from various places in the folk world. The guests also liked it, and he immediately won applause from the whole hall.

On the third floor of the restaurant, seven or eight well-dressed young men were sitting at a table eating wine. Listening to the sound of storytellers, cheers, and applause coming from downstairs, some people couldn't help laughing. He praised in a condescending manner: "This storyteller is quite clever."

As he said that, he put in the reward money and went out.

The others also laughed and threw a circle of silver coins.

Everyone's eyes were looking in a certain direction.

Sitting in the position that was vaguely regarded as the leader by everyone was a young man who looked to be sixteen or seventeen years old. He was wearing a red robe, made of the finest Sichuan brocade. His long black hair was pulled up by a hairband of the same color, hanging down behind him like brocade. His appearance was different from the exquisite and handsome appearance of most pampered young men. Instead, he was different from The mainstream figure in Beijing is handsome, with dark and pure eyes, and a harmless temperament.

Before today, no one here recognized him, because this was the prince who had just been brought back by the Duke of Wei. In a sense, he is also the protagonist of today's party.

——When they learned that Xu Minggui was going to bring the Duke of Wei out to play with them, everyone was looking forward to it. After meeting the real person, they found that this person was neither a stereotypical nerd nor a mediocre and boring country boy as they thought. On the contrary, he could chat with everyone about eating, drinking and having fun, even if they mentioned many things that the other party had never had the opportunity to do. Experience, but listening to it is very immersive, giving people a strong sense of participation, which makes people feel happy.

After silently evaluating the prince of Wei Guogong in their hearts, everyone immediately put him on the list of "can further interact".

But after everyone had finished giving out the silver rewards, they found that Su Ying had not moved at all. This made their eyes look a little strange - it must have been in this small place for too long, and even though he was already the prince of the country, he could not change it. Get rid of your stinginess, right?

If this is the case, they will have to consider whether to continue to draw this person further into their circle of friends. After all, it would be too embarrassing to take a stingy guy out.

Is a stingy dude still called a dude?

Su Ying seemed oblivious to everyone's weird looks. Not only did he refuse to pay the reward, he actually grabbed the boy who came to collect the reward and said seriously: "I think there are a few things wrong with this story. Evil." Ghosts shouldn't kill people like this..." Under the surprised gaze of the restaurant boy, he enthusiastically made a suggestion, "Based on my rich experience, it's best to do this and this..." As for the evil spirits who have been ravaging all kinds of monsters in the world of cultivation all year round. It’s a matter of experience, or experience of reading too many scripts. It’s a matter of opinion.

The surrounding atmosphere calmed down unconsciously as he narrated, and the expressions of everyone who had been quietly observing the prince's every move gradually became stiff. While he was telling the true supernatural story with great interest, they silently put down their wine glasses and chopsticks, saying nothing. He hugged his arms in a trace, and his face had a tendency to turn pale.

Xu Minggui felt his teeth chattering.

He also didn't expect that Su Ying had a talent for telling horror stories. Just taking this newly recognized third brother out to eat, chat and play with friends can be regarded as bringing people into his circle of friends. Everyone just chatted about hot topics, and the third brother was able to introduce the atmosphere into the realm of horror. .

Seeing Su Ying's eyes shining brightly, after pointing out the loopholes in Mr. Storyteller's story, he began to write a story on the spot that was infinitely more terrifying. A group of dandy boys broke out in cold sweat behind their backs, but they still refused to show it. Only the tightening of their arms spoke of their panic.

——I originally wanted to see how much the prince of Wei Guogong, who was said to have been brought back from the countryside, weighed! As a result, they were frightened and panicked when the other party casually told a scary story. Don't they, the playboys, have no respect for themselves?

"Stop, stop talking." Fortunately, Xu Minggui, who didn't need to save face in front of Su Ying, stepped forward in time and was ready to save everyone who was about to shrink into a ball in fear. He reached out and pulled Su Ying's sleeve, "Third, third brother..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he felt a gust of wind blowing on the back of his neck, as if someone was blowing a gentle breath on him from behind.

An unspeakable sense of horror jumped directly from the soles of his feet to his forehead. Xu Minggui jumped up from his seat in shock, and the chair behind him was also brought down.

"Ghost——!"

At the same time, six voices sounded with him.

A group of screaming dandies all jumped up from their chairs, as if they had all rehearsed.

Among everyone's screams, only Su Ying stood up handsomely and propped himself up on the table. He looked at the boy who was also scared and his legs were weak on the ground. He smiled proudly: "How is it? The horror and reality of this story are... Didn’t it rise straight up all of a sudden?”

As he said this, he smiled and showed his white teeth.

In mid-air, unseen by anyone, System 333, who had just cooperated with him in the performance, quietly put away the "Lanxin brand ghost lantern" that had just created the "gloomy wind", and the surface of the small light ball was outlined with lines to create the same smiling expression as the host:).

With a triumphant smile of a successful prank, Su Ying's eyes swept over everyone's face: "Everyone's expressions are really interesting. Sure enough, the story I told after filling in the loopholes is more attractive!"

"..."

The crowd, who finally recovered, fell into silence as they looked at Su Ying, who was smiling and smug.

I don't know why I was so angry. I really didn't want to admit that a group of people were scared like this by a made-up story.

What about the country bumpkins who came from a remote place and probably had never read a book and had no knowledge?

Thinking that they were still evaluating whether the other party was qualified to be included in the circle, I didn't know why my face hurt.

The servant, who knew nothing about the thoughts of these playboys, stood up from the ground tremblingly. Although he didn't know Su Ying's purpose, he already complimented him: "Young Master, you are so talented. I almost thought that story came true just now."

Su Ying held his hand, and with a flick of his wrist, he picked up the tray of reward silver: "Go down and tell the storyteller about the loopholes I filled in. This will be my hard work fee."

The servant was stunned and at a loss.

He was robbed instead of collecting the reward silver? ? ?

Without waiting for the servant to say anything, Su Ying smiled and added: "Don't worry, he will agree. By the way, if he is interested in more stories, let him come to the third floor to find me."

-This storyteller obviously has some vision. The story that Su Ying casually polished was more exciting than before, so how could he be stingy with this little reward?

As a fan of story books for many years, Su Ying gave a good evaluation to the storyteller downstairs. Thinking that such a talent might be useful in the future, he asked someone to tell the storyteller that it didn't matter whether it succeeded or not. Anyway, he was just acting on impulse and didn't care about the result.

After the servant left with a strange expression, he retracted his gaze and found that the people who were frightened before had recovered, but the eyes they looked at him were also very strange.

Although he wanted to complain about Su Ying's weird behavior of "not only taking money for free but also collecting money", he always felt that it didn't match their style of being a dandy, but as soon as he looked into his shining eyes, he couldn't help but think of how he was scared to death just now, and everyone's complaints faded unconsciously, replaced by a burst of embarrassment.

——What happened in this restaurant just now, they just hope to forget it as soon as possible.

Zhang Qi, the son of the Marquis of Pingyuan, was the first to change the subject. He spoke as if he was an old acquaintance, and the way he addressed him brought them closer: "Third Brother Xu, what do you want to do with the storyteller?"