Liang Feng and Jia Tianyu began to applaud with the backs of their hands.
Luan Qiuyue pointed at them with anger and resentment and said, "That's enough for you two!"
Liang Feng quickly raised his hand and said: "Okay, okay, I'm not joking anymore, don't be angry!"
"snort!"
Luan Qiuyue turned her face to one side, but her expression didn't look like she was really angry.
Zhan Chuan's girlfriend Yao Zichen also said that she can't tell ghost stories, so now only Mo Shouchen is left.
Originally, Mo Shouchen planned to tell them a story he once wrote using the "sense of substitution writing technique".
But looking at Luan Qiuyue's current state, he was really afraid that after telling the ghost story, he would scare Luan Qiuyue out again.
So he changed his mind temporarily and was going to tell a ghost story he had heard from someone else.
However, in order to increase the excitement of the story, he decided to tell this ghost story in the first person.
"I am a horror novel writer. Occasionally when I have no inspiration, I will go to some remote places to collect stories."
"Once, I came to a town that was completely deserted, and I really got a lot of inspiration here."
"When the sky was getting dark, I left the town with a full harvest and found a nearby small hotel to stay."
"Late at night, I was sitting at my desk preparing to record all the inspiration I had collected during the day, but as I was writing, I suddenly felt someone moving my hair. I turned my head, but there was nothing."
"After repeating this several times, I finally couldn't help but go to the hotel owner. After hearing my description, the hotel owner's face changed drastically."
"He told me that a girl once hanged herself in that room, and the place where she committed suicide was right in front of the table."
"He apologized to me and promised to change my room to another room and refund the money he had collected."
"There were no other hotels nearby, and I felt that the environment here was quite suitable to inspire me, so I did not leave and changed to a more spacious room as arranged by the hotel owner."
"After changing rooms, nothing strange happened again. I quickly organized all the inspiration I collected today on the computer."
"Just when I was about to close the computer and go to sleep, I suddenly became interested in what the hotel owner said about someone committing suicide in the room, so I searched the name of the hotel online to see if there was any relevant information.
"
"I quickly found a piece of news about the hotel. It did say that a girl died in the room, but the description in the news was different from what the hotel owner said."
"The news said that the girl was imprisoned in the room by the hotel owner, hung up, and eventually tortured to death."
"The news also said that the police discovered the evil deeds of the hotel owner, but during the arrest, the hotel owner resisted, and in the end the police had no choice but to kill him."
"After reading this news, I suddenly felt shuddering. I suddenly realized that in the previous room, the girl who died in it might not be frightening me, but to warn me to leave quickly."
"I quickly turned off the computer and prepared to escape from here, but when the screen turned off, I saw the hotel owner standing behind me through the reflective screen."
"I turned around tremblingly and found him looking at me, with a strange smile on his face, and black blood slowly flowing from the bullet hole in his forehead..."
"Oh! I won't listen anymore! I won't listen anymore!" Luan Qiuyue covered her ears and shook her head desperately.
Liang Feng stood up and walked to Luan Qiuyue's shoulder, then patted her shoulder and comforted her: "Don't be afraid, there are no ghosts in this world, and even if there are ghosts, I will protect you."
Luan Qiuyue pursed her lips and said, "It's your fault that you insist on letting everyone tell ghost stories. Humph, I'll ignore you. Ren Zhen, let's go back to the tent."
After saying that, she grabbed Ren Zhen's hand and stood up and walked into their tent.
Liang Feng stood there with an embarrassed giggle. At this time, Jia Tianyu stood up and shouted: "Ren Zhen, don't be afraid, I will protect you too!"
Ren Zhen turned around and rolled her eyes at him, saying disdainfully: "I'm not afraid, and I don't need your protection."
Now the two men stood there and giggled awkwardly.
Luan Qiuyue and Ren Zhen got into the tent, Zhan Chuan and Yao Zichen also got up and returned to their tents. Liang Feng sighed long and said helplessly: "Let's go into the tent too."
After entering the tent, Mo Shouchen offered to sleep outside so that if an accident happened, he could rush out immediately.
The heater was lit in advance in the tent, so it wasn't too cold. Mo Shouchen took off his down jacket and got into his sleeping bag.
Although the camping location is a depression, you can still hear the wind blowing from the top of the tent. The howling wind is like a lullaby, making people drowsy.
Perhaps because he didn't sleep well last night and had a tiring day, Mo Shouchen fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.
"Tick tock...tick tock..."
He didn't know how long he had been sleeping, but Mo Shouchen suddenly heard the sound of dripping water coming from outside the tent.
But this is a snow-capped mountain, and the temperature outside is below zero. Even if there are water droplets, they have already frozen into ice. How can there be the sound of dripping water?
He opened his eyes and saw a dark shadow reflected on the tent. The shadow gradually became clearer. It seemed that someone was approaching the tent, and the sound of water dripping was getting closer and closer with the person.
Mo Shouchen suddenly remembered that the scene at this moment was exactly the same as the ghost story Liang Feng told before?
Could it be that all the ghost stories told tonight will be repeated here?
He began to regret it. If he had known that this kind of thing would happen, he should have told a story about a garden baby.
At this time, the dark shadow outside had arrived in front of the tent, and there was only a thin layer of fabric separating Mo Shouchen.
The black shadow reached out and grabbed the zipper on the door curtain. If you guessed correctly, when the zipper was completely opened, a dripping head would stick out from the outside.
But Mo Shouchen didn't want the tent to get wet, so he didn't plan to give the other party a chance to unzip it.
After all, there is only one ghost, which is not enough to pose a threat to him.
He pressed his hand on the black book through his clothes, and the next second, another ghost appeared behind the figure outside the tent.
This ghost held a kitchen knife and a pan in its hands, with a cruel smile on its face.
Looking at the two black figures outside the tent, Mo Shouchen said in his heart, "Have a good time", and then closed his eyes again...
