"I'm heartbroken upstairs. I'm a poor and ugly ghost."

"I have been watching horror movies since I was a child, including the old corpse of the mountain village, various versions of the resentment, soul-summoning, midnight bells and other horror movies. The subscriber of the complete set of ghost stories by Zhang Zhen, based on my years of experience, this haunted house is a female ghost and will appear behind the anchor at 12:07 in the night. If it is not accurate, I will live broadcasting the Japanese ghost!"

"I guess this ghost is a long-haired fanged ghost."

"No, no, I think I should be a headless ghost."

"I am a 250th generation descendant of Master Zhang Tian. In the name of the ancestor, I am definitely a hanged ghost, with a red tongue that is one meter long."

"Ahhhh! Stop talking!" The girl looked at the speech on the screen and screamed in fear, almost crying.

Um?

Chen Feng, who was looking for traces on the third floor, heard the screams and suddenly burst out with his hair.

Damn, did the ghost appear in most days?

Chen Feng's heart beat rapidly, took a deep breath, and walked downstairs carefully.

As soon as I arrived at the first floor, I found that there seemed to be some movement in the toilet on the side.

Chen Feng held his breath all of a sudden, swallowed nervously, and tiptoed to the door of the toilet.

The live broadcast girl bit the bullet and glanced at the toilet to netizens in the live broadcast room.

Then, he lowered his head and looked panicked, and came out quickly.

Bang!

As soon as I came out, I didn't know what it hit.

"ah!!!"
Chapter completed!