The activities in the "Qinglou" are still continuing. Wang Dafu, who had just been wandering around the sky, suddenly seemed to see a black shadow that looked like a "personal figure" flashing past him. He was slightly stunned. He turned his head and looked at him intently, but he saw nothing. He couldn't help but feel a little strange, but he didn't think much, just thinking that he was dazzled.

So far, more than 30 guests have finished telling stories about their own experiences, and at the same time blowing out the candles in front of them. The masters and scholars have played very seriously, or they seem to think that in such occasions, if the stories they tell cannot satisfy everyone, it will be a very shameless thing, so everyone works very hard, and every story of their own experiences is vivid and exciting.

The story is about Yelu Chucai, the famous prime minister of the Yuanjiang Empire. What surprised Wang Dafu was that this man who looked extremely serious had a very good eloquence when telling the story. An ordinary "Blood Red Vest" made him speak vividly, which attracted Wang Dafu, who had been wandering around the world, to take his thoughts back into the story.

"...I heard a mysterious voice suddenly coming from the ceiling of the toilet, and I kept asking myself whether to wear a blood-red vest..." Just as I was listening, I suddenly felt a chill on my face, and it seemed that water droplets were dripping on my face. Wang Dafu touched his face, but the tentacles were extremely smooth, and I was slightly stunned. I reached in front of me and saw that it was blood red. The pungent smell immediately told Wang Dafu that this thing was real blood.

This shocked Wang Dafu very much. He immediately looked up at the ceiling, but found nothing. After looking carefully for a while, he still found nothing. He wondered and lowered his head to look at his hand, and immediately opened his eyes in surprise. His fingers, which were still blood-red just now, were clean and nothing!

"Hmm? Could it be...I'm dazzled again? Have you had hallucinations recently? But I haven't heard of them??" Wang Dafu thought for a long time, but he didn't understand. The smooth feeling, the blood-red color and pungent smell seemed to be in front of him, but the fact clearly told himself that there was nothing in his hand...

"I guess I haven't had a good sleep these two days? I've heard ghost stories for so long..." After thinking for a long time, Wang Dafu had to attribute the problem to his nervousness. He hadn't thought about whether it was really a ghost, but there were so many great talents sitting in this "Qinglou", that was not a hero for a while, and that didn't have a strong and righteous spirit. In this environment, theoretically, ghosts dare not come, right?

Shaking his head and throwing all kinds of nonsensical thoughts behind his mind, Wang Dafu focused his spirit on the traditional program of the "Ullambane". Although this program seemed meaningless to Wang Dafu, it was a good opportunity to get to know each other with these talents...

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When people devote themselves to doing something, time always passes quickly, and most of the candles have been blown out, and only a few are still burning, which means that most people have already told stories.

Before I knew it, the moon had reached the sky. I wonder if it was because the dark clouds today were too thick, and no one noticed this... Of course, it might also be because the people in the building were playing too much.

"... A sharp roar suddenly came from the dry well..." Cai Wenji, who was both talented and beautiful, just said this, and a sharp smile suddenly came from outside the window, which scared everyone in the building, and Wang Dafu was even more scared to stand up!

Don’t think that Wang Dafu is timid. There is a reason why he loses his composure like this! In fact, Wang Dafu is a very brave and strong warrior, but... even in reality, Wang Dafu doesn’t like watching horror movies and other things, and tonight he has been listening to various ghost stories.

You should know that all of you are famous and famous. There are several masters of music and performance. The ghost stories they tell are all vivid and extremely terrifying and mysterious. In particular, they specifically stated that they were "personally" involved. In addition, the annoying "talented man" Mo Yan was playing the desolate and strange song there, which made the atmosphere on the scene without any need to be bad for modern supernatural horror films, and even more so!

——Wang Dafu, who was infected with such an atmosphere for a whole night, could not become nervous? In fact, there were more than one or two people who were scared by the laughter. However, they were slightly more determined, and the conditioned reflex was not as fast as Wang Dafu, so they did not stand up...

"Damn, what's the guy pretending to be a ghost here!" He quickly walked to the window, but found nothing. Wang Dafu cursed in a low voice.

This little episode was soon forgotten, and the beauty Cai quickly finished telling her story. After she blew out the candle, Wang Dafu suddenly found that there was only the last one left in the burning candle... An unknown premonition suddenly filled his heart, and he felt a chill all over his body for no reason, and even his eyelids twitched quickly, but Wang Dafu didn't know why he felt this way!

The last person also started telling stories. Perhaps because of the influence of the little episode just now, his voice seemed very low. At this time, Wang Dafu was also a little absent-minded, thinking about what happened to the unknown premonition just now.

I don’t know if it’s because of the absent-mindedness, but the last story seemed to be particularly short. Before Wang Dafu could figure it out, the storyteller had finished telling his story and blew out the candle at the same time.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred! A burst of evil ghosts cried to the extreme, and then the few people sitting by the window shouted in surprise: "What is that! What is that!" Wang Dafu suddenly turned his head and looked out the window when he heard the sound, and was immediately shocked and screamed.

I saw a large group of ghosts with terrifying shapes and shapes pouring into Green Willow City like a tide. They are ghosts, real ghosts, a large group of real ghosts! The closed city gates and tall walls did not actually hinder them. These terrible ghosts seemed to be shouting in a low voice, while rushing towards the Ullambana placed in front of the people of Green Willow City, and then started to grab food frantically!

Seeing this scene, Wang Dafu's face turned pale. When he heard the things constantly muttering to himself, his face turned pale even more! Those things kept saying: "Hungry~~ So hungry~~ So hungry..."

"What the hell is this happening... What the hell is this happening!" After seeing all this, Wang Dafu finally couldn't help but yell, but the answer to him was suddenly appearing in his ear and laughing strangely, and a huge kitchen knife!

The Yunyi Jue of the Forgetful Heaven Book was suddenly activated. Wang Dafu's inability to transform into Yunwu, avoiding the fatal blow. However, after he instantly reorganized his body, he was surprised to find that the knife just now actually caused huge damage to him who could be immune to almost all physical damage, and almost killed him in seconds!

"What the hell is going on!" Wang Dafu didn't even bother to think about this problem, because the owner of the huge kitchen knife just now - a dirty old woman - immediately launched another attack when she saw that the attack failed. At this time, Wang Dafu glanced at the corner of his eyes and suddenly appeared on the ceiling of Fengqinglou. At the same time, a strange black mist floated from the ground in an extremely strange way toward Cai Wenji and Cai Damei. Although Wang Dafu didn't know what these two were, he instinctively felt that this was definitely not a good thing!

The cold kitchen knife slashed at Wang Dafu's neck with a sharp roar. Judging from Wang Dafu's current blood volume, it would be inevitable that he would hang up if he was activated again when he was hit. The blood stains on the ceiling gathered more and more, as if it was about to sprinkle down; the black shadow on the ground seemed to be slow and fast, and was about to touch the natural jade feet of the beauty Cai... At this critical moment, a dazzling white light suddenly moved, and then the white light hit the old lady like a substance. Under the white light, the dirty old lady let out a shrill scream, and flew out directly, falling out of the building, and then... the old lady disappeared in a trance!

Seeing this scene, Wang Dafu and others were all shocked, and their hearts were filled with question marks. They didn't even notice that the blood and black fog also disappeared silently under the sweeping of white light!

Just when everyone was puzzled, they heard a few "swipe" sounds, and suddenly a few people jumped in from outside the window, and then a clear voice sounded: "Tiangang protects, the Earth Demons support each other, 100,000 golden lights, bless my Dharma body, the Taishang Laojun is as anxious as the law~~" As the words, the Fengqing Tower suddenly became golden light outside the Qing Tower, wrapping the entire "Qing Tower". Just now, the terrifying ghosts were bounced away by the golden light as soon as they approached.

Seeing this scene, Wang Dafu felt a little relieved. Although he didn't know what happened, at least the lives of the guests he invited seemed to have been guaranteed!

Just as I was about to look back at who was the one who suddenly appeared and rescued, I heard the clear voice in my ears and asked anxiously: "What are you doing? Why do hundreds of ghosts suddenly appear here at night!"
Chapter completed!