More than a dozen people gathered around Liao Xuebing, "Why don't I tell you a story."

"Telling a story? Do you think this is a classroom?" Chen Younian said.

"Flower fanatic, shut up." Murong Lanluo raised his cute little fist at him.

Liao Xuebing cleared his throat: "This happened last year. One day I went to my friend's house and went out very late. It was already late at night. My friend's house lives in the suburbs and it was difficult to get a taxi. I waited for a long time before I could wait for a taxi."

Chen Younian muttered, "What is this story?" Murong Lanluo glared at him.

Liao Xuebing continued: "I got into the taxi and started talking to the driver. His car was driving well. When passing the crematorium, a woman in white was waving to us. The crematorium was far away from the city and it was late at night again. The driver was afraid that she could not call other taxis, so he felt compassion and asked me if I wanted to take the same trip together. I said I didn't mind. The woman was wearing a white dress and white dress, and her face was quite pale, and she didn't say a word in the back of the car..."

At this time, the classmates knew that what he was going to tell was a ghost story, and they all aroused their emotions. Seeing that the moon was covered by clouds, Bei Xiaodan asked hesitantly: "Teacher, is that woman a ghost?"

"The woman was full of gloomy air. The driver and I were very scared. The driver regretted carrying the woman on. When she was very close to the place she was going, she found an excuse that it was difficult to turn around in front and let the woman walk over by herself. It was already very close. The woman nodded and opened the car door and went out. The driver turned around and wanted to start the car, but he didn't hear the sound of the car door closing, so he turned around and wanted to close the door, but when he saw that the woman was missing! The driver and I looked at the back seat at the same time, there was no front, left, right, and behind the car! Did she disappear like this?"

Bei Xiaodan said: "Ah! I guess she must be a ghost!"

"The driver and I were getting more and more scared. Just as we were about to leave here, a bloody hand reached over and patted his shoulder. When we turned around, the woman stood next to the driver with blood on her face..."

The night was getting dark and everyone held their breath and calmed down. Liao Xuebing deliberately told the story in a low voice, which made the atmosphere doubled and many girls screamed.

Liao Xuebing looked around and continued, "At this time, the woman said in a miserable voice, 'Master! Please don't park next to the sewer manhole cover for repair...'"

"Wowhahaha... it's too strong, the teacher is so good at blowing." The tense nerves were relaxed in an instant, and everyone couldn't help laughing.

It cannot be said that you are not afraid of ghosts when you are rough. Ye Yuhu's heart was also high, and it became relaxed at this time. He was afraid that others would see his nervousness and pretended to be disdainful: "Hmph, there is no real ghost, what's so great about this?"

Liao Xuebing set up a bonfire and said, "It was about ten years ago. I was still a child. There was a high school in Chunshan Town, more than 20 miles away from us. There was a girl's dormitory with seven girls living in the usual days, but one night, a girl named Lu Ping on the lower bunk could not sleep."

"Ha, girls' dormitory!" Ye Yuhu said that the teacher said the ghost and then said erotic.

"Don't interrupt!" Murong Lanluo said coldly.

"This night was surprisingly quiet, so quiet that even her heartbeat could be heard. The roommates were all asleep, and only Lu Ping tossed and turned on the bed, with her eyes wide open. After looking at the table below, it was already two o'clock. Although she wanted to sleep, she couldn't sleep. She raised her face and thought about studying, doing homework, and a boy she wanted to have a crush on. Suddenly, she found that the mosquito net hanging on the bed was slowly sinking." Liao Xuebing said this story and his tone was plain and his expression was not too focused. No one felt anything.

Chen Younian asked again: "Teacher, why do you understand so clearly the psychological activities of a girl in the middle of the night? Could it be..."

Everyone automatically ignored him. Liao Xuebing said: "Students who lived in the dormitory knew that the mosquito net hanging on the bed was oval from the top. Lu Ping was a little strange. At first, he thought it was wind, but gradually something was printed from the mosquito net. Lu Ping looked carefully and saw that the face of a human was floating on the mosquito net, and it gradually became clear, just like a plastered human face, and it was a man's face, and he was still smiling at her..."

Speaking of this, Lao Liao's voice gradually became colder and he grasped the rhythm of the story very well. As several girls listened, they seemed to be in the story, fantasizing that they could not sleep in the middle of the night, and how terrifying it was that a personal face suddenly appeared on the mosquito net, and they couldn't help but hug them into a bunch.

Liao Xuebing ignited the limited edition Dragon Heart ZIPPO lighter that robbed Adao, and continued: "Lu Ping was so scared that she was so scared that she was so cold that she jumped up and screamed, awakening all the people in the dormitory. Everyone asked what happened. Lu Ping shivered and pointed at the bed, 'There are ghosts, there are ghosts.' All the girls in the dormitory were startled, but looked left and right and found nothing, so she thought she was too tired during the day and even had hallucinations. Some people thought she was dreaming and comforted her that she was peaceful that night. However, for several consecutive days from this day, the man with plaster-like face wrapped around Lu Ping, and appeared every night, and the people in the dormitory did not sleep well again."

The female audience began to feel creepy. Wu Chunxing hugged Cui Zheng tightly and kept hudding into his arms. Cui Zheng thought to himself: "Telling ghost stories scares girls. The teacher really has a trick. Maybe he used to pick up girls by this trick." Two men and women who were fucking like fire took the opportunity to hug each other.

"The girls in that dormitory couldn't sleep well, and their academic performance also declined. The head teacher asked the reason. Later, this incident alarmed the school. The school suspected that Lu Ping was looking for reasons for the poor grades, so she asked the head teacher and a few boys to stay at the door of the dormitory that night. At two or three o'clock, Lu Ping screamed again. The head teacher and the boy rushed into the dormitory, but found nothing. Lu Ping still looked panicked and spoke intermittently, 'He, he came out of the mosquito net...'What? When everyone heard this, it was okay. He obviously didn't see anything. Maybe this woman was possessed by evil spirits."
Chapter completed!