Four people... to be precise, white yam and green yam, their eyes facing each other.

"Well, who will clear the table?"

Rolling his eyes at the two little fools in front of him, Xiaoshi said speechlessly: "Aren't there maids? They all live in this manor, right? Let's call them over! I'm sorry for disturbing them, so I'll give them a bag of meat floss.

The bread is ready."

After deciding like this, Bai Yamo flew up and waved to Ning Luo and Xiao Shi, "Brother and sister, how about we go to my and Xiao Qing's bedroom and play ghost stories under the oil lamp all night? Listen to the ghost story I prepared.

Listen and see?”

"Okay! Then Xiaobai, hurry up and lead the way!"

Xiaoshi was quite happy about this kind of thing, but it was a pity that the ink didn't come.

Okay! Even though Shui Mo has her own things to do, it doesn't stop her from paying attention here all the time. It's completely feasible to replace the third-person perspective with the first-person perspective. It's not difficult for a god, and there's no need to deliberately include it in the novel.

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There are corridors in the manor, and along the corridors, you wind up and come to a bedroom.

White yam and green yam live here, and the atmosphere is a bit underworld.

I just glanced at the courtyard outside the corridor. The canopy of the century-old willow tree covered half of the courtyard. Black dogs were crawling, roosters were nesting on the rockeries, and there were even some craftsmen from the village, paying homage to the two wooden elf talismans.

The paper is pasted in some places with a very metaphysical pattern, and the ink lines are also pressed between the roof tiles.

"Hiss! Xiaobai Xiaoqing, which of you is so smart as to arrange this?"

Shui Mo couldn't help complaining. She was no longer the old antique that Xiao Shi said. Although even if she was an old antique, she wouldn't like these strange folk elements, but the scene in front of her still made her dumbfounded! You really deserve it.

Looking at the layout, the two sisters Cai'er and Suzuki Meiyi, after Ning Luo and Xiao Shi, quite let Xiao Qing and Xiao Bai play this way!

Enough for hell.

Xiao Shi coughed twice and said, "Shui Mo, you should call Ning Luo brother."

Shui Mo remained silent and said in his heart: Can't we be more casual?

To me, Brother Ning Luo... ahem! Ning Luo is very special, but I am not the only one who calls him Brother Ning Luo, so I also want to try another way of calling him!

As for the previous text of this novel?

Couldn't it be that my desire to try other ways of calling people in the current chapter affected the way I called Brother Ning Luo in the previous article? Since you exposed it, Xiaoshi, I happened to change my calling method to Brother Ning Luo.

Thanks!

Xiao Shi said arrogantly, "Why are you thanking me?"

"You are still the old antique in my heart."

"Hmph! Old antique, old antique, old...antique...dong."

Smiling and shaking his head, Shui Mo said hello to Ning Luo and then exited the current content.

Green Yam and White Yam were a little confused, "Who was that just now?"

Xiaoshi answered more mysteriously, "That is your third creator."

"Third one?!!"

With an exclamation, White Yam and Green Yam were at a loss.

Gently stroking Qingyam Yao's little head with his palm, Ning Luo said gently: "No matter how many creators you have, call me brother and call them sister."

"knew."

As their only male creator, they are quite obedient.

After all, one can tell at a glance that Ning Luo has the highest status in the Creator's family.

Xiaoshi secretly curled his lips and pushed open the door, "Come in!"

"Xiao Bai, if you can't tell the ghost story well, then don't sleep tonight."

Bai Yayao was stunned and looked at Xiaoshi, "Why don't you sleep?"

"Of course, keep on telling the ghost story!"

"Although your brother and I are a little sleepy, it doesn't affect us from staying up late."

That's it! Bai Yayao has already considered whether he should deliberately tell a bad ghost story so that his brother and sister can spend the whole night with him and Xiaoqing. Anyway, the four of them are either elves or gods, so staying up late will have no side effects.

"Yeah! Okay, Xiaoqing, go get two armchairs."

Qingyam Yao got the order and said to everyone by the way: "I'm going to get some salt-baked peanuts and cucumbers mixed with fungus. By the way, do you want red peppers mixed with preserved eggs and coconut milk drinks? After placing fourteen white candles,

The round table can be filled with just these few dishes."

The round table in front of you is surrounded by four single-seat sofa chairs.

Xiaoshi was very satisfied with Qingyam's decision to go get some snacks.

After all, I just had a full stomach and could only eat some snacks while listening to the story.

To be precise, they are appetizers.

All in all, not bad.

After everyone was seated, Xiao Shi felt something was wrong. After blinking his eyes like a chuckle, he sat directly on Ning Luo's thighs. His figure instantly transformed into a child's, and his voice came into the sacred heart that Ning Luo once had.

In the Pure Land: Hey! Brother Ningluo, sit down, Xiaoshi. You are not impulsive as a mortal, right?

The same voice echoes in the sacred pure land of my own heart.

Ning Luo complained in a speechless voice: How could he be impulsive?

If you really act impulsively in a childlike manner like yours, you will be banned!

Moreover, even if you manifest a beautiful image, I can still suppress it.

The ghost story of White Yam started to be told. It was a story about the background of my hometown Blue Star in the misty worlds before the mist era came. In a remote mountain village, there lived an old man and an old woman in their 70s and 80s, occupying the village.

More than half of the total population, the total population is quite large, about two hundred people in total.

The name Changsheng Village was spread by a reporter.

It seems that there is nothing wrong with this Changsheng Village.

There is a custom that has always puzzled explorers.

Every elderly man and woman will tie a long and thin rope around their neck, ankles and waist, which is said to lock their life span.

Having said that, the people in the village who are not yet old still yearn for the city.

Gradually, the youthful atmosphere is lost. Although the old men and old women in the village are still strong and healthy, they have become taciturn. Looking from a distance, they look more and more dead. However, those who are exploring the secret of longevity become energetic and agile when they get closer.

It's like a living corpse that sucks the life out of a living person to show a little bit of life.

Day after day passes, year after year passes.

The oldest person in the village, the oldest one, is over 140 years old.

At that time, modern civilization also entered the year 2024.

I don’t know who spread the news. The long rope is an immortal lock. The method of making it is ancient and complicated. While locking the vitality of those old people, it also cuts off the vitality of those old people. Half alive and half dead, they will gradually turn into sucking the breath of living people.

monster.

Since feudalism has been abolished, naturally no one will shout about beating or killing.

However, those underage people who came out of Changsheng Village, or Changsheng Village, all know a shocking secret, that is, although those old people will not turn into monsters, they will become more and more eager to live in anger.

Until those old people who were their elders and ancestors walked out of Changshuang Village.

What do you do after you go out?

Anyway, if you lock your life span, you won’t grow old or die, and you don’t need to eat or drink.

Just like that, walking in the world, begging, or entering a nursing home, in short, no one is supported by the descendants of the blood. When the long rope is accidentally untied, it will happen that the living people nearby will be swallowed by whales, and the old people will quickly decay and decay.

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From then on, another mysterious and strange thing appeared in the official secret files. No matter how much the descendants studied the long rope, they could never find the answer. They could never find the immortality that could only be found in the other world.

technique.

The world is divided into yin and yang, as well as the outside and inside. The world inside and outside is forever separated by time.

Taking a deep breath, Xiaoshi asked helplessly: "After all, the content of this novel does not contain what you said, Xiaobai, about the atmosphere of suspense and panic when reporters and witnesses personally explored the secret of the long rope!

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Bai Yayao was a little helpless, "Although I can't see the content of the novel you mentioned, sister, I also know that the most exciting thing about a ghost story is often not the suspense and panic in the process, but the completeness and imagination, right?"

"If the pure white little cute girl you are talking about, sister, is willing to make the ghost story I tell longer and take the spotlight, then the ghost story I tell readers will probably have more than ten chapters! A short story

Ghost story?”

"If the innocent little cute newbie is willing to write a ghost story in the future, he can make it as long as he wants instead of just summarizing the story in half a chapter."

Ning Luo nodded, "Indeed, Xiaobai, will you continue talking?"

"Speak! But let me slow down first!"

"Xiaoqing, I want to eat peanuts."

"Yeah! It's delicious. Mix some cucumber and fungus with a spoon and feed it to me!"
Chapter completed!