Fake I doubtfully took the tongue Xue Ying handed me and pulled hard.
It was very elastic and really made of rubber.
Let me go, let’s just say that the ghosts in this room are all fake.
I used sun fire to illuminate it, squatted down and looked around, and found that there were tracks on the ground.
Those ghosts didn't just float by, they drove by on these tracks.
Then I looked carefully at the ghosts in the frying pan, beheadings, sawing backs, and graves.
They were all dolls controlled by electricity.
I felt as if I was being ridiculed severely, and I was extremely embarrassed.
"Yingzi, how do you know these ghosts are fake when they are so lifelike?"
Xue Ying pointed at a beautiful snake and said, "Look, there are words here."
I looked at it with my eyes open and was ashamed to find a line of words written on it: ade. .
Made in China.
Well, I didn’t expect that a Feng Shui master like me would be frightened by a few molds.
It’s really a loss of face, a total loss of face.
Damn it, the trailblazer actually thought of locating the opening of the cave inside the haunted house.
It’s really weird.
At this time, voices came from outside.
"Lao Li, why do I seem to hear someone talking?"
"Don't talk nonsense.
It's not even opened yet.
How can anyone talk?"
Lao Li turned on the light, "Come on, Lao Deng, let's go inside and have a look."
Footsteps are coming this way.
Xue Ying and I stared at each other and quickly hid behind the zombies.
"Oh my God, look, the long-tongued ghost has been beheaded," Lao Deng shouted in panic.
Old Li was relatively calm, but when he saw the decapitated long-tongued ghost, he couldn't help but panic: "Old Deng, look for it, is there really someone hiding in the house?"
Xue Ying and I hid behind the zombies awkwardly and nervously.
Lao Deng and Lao Li slowly searched this way.
There is no place to hide behind us and we will definitely be discovered.
Xue Ying and I exchanged glances.
Suddenly, we both jumped out and screamed.
"Ah" Lao Li and Lao Deng were so frightened that their eyes turned white and they sat down on the ground.
Xue Ying and I took the opportunity to run out quickly.
Lao Li kept stroking his heartbeat and yelled: "D, this couple of bitches are hiding in a haunted house to have an affair, I really don't want it."
Before he could say anything, Lao Li stared at Xue Ying and me as we disappeared into the wall without blinking.
"Lao Li, what's wrong with you?"
"They got into the wall."
After saying this, Lao Li tilted his head and fainted.
The next day, we returned to Zhengjiang.
It was all smooth sailing until we passed by a film and television company and someone suddenly looked at me blankly and yelled "dragon".
Xue Ying and I were immediately surrounded by a large group of fans.
The crowd surrounded the two of us, and I had no choice but to sign autographs for them one by one.
Sakurako has also become a highlight of the media spotlight.
In the Asia-Europe Peak Singers Competition, Zeng Wei and I became famous in one fell swoop.
Zeng Wei relied on his absolute strength to overcome all the challenges and become a new generation of popular king.
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And I am opportunistic and have gained a lot of weird and alternative fans.
However, being famous is not necessarily a good thing.
"How much" Eriver held the phone between his shoulder and chin, freeing his hands to sort through the pile of photos in the drawer.
Most of the men, women, and children in these old photos are dead.
"Five million."
The answer came from the phone.
"When?"
Ai River stuffed the old photos into the iron bucket, poured in alcohol, and lit a fire.
"The sooner the better."
"no problem."
After doing this, Eriver stuffed the new photos into the drawer and took out a photo.
The photo shows dragon smiling wryly in front of the camera during the singer competition.
"Don't take it lightly, he knows Taoism."
"You're worrying too much.
Remember to watch the news tomorrow morning."
Eriver hung up the phone, made a gun shape with his hand, pointed at the dragon's forehead in the photo, and made a "pong" sound.
I couldn't help but sneeze.
Then he continued to whistle comfortably and took a shower.
Clean your beard and style your hair again.
Those fans are also true.
I just came back from the demon world, like a savage, and they still leaned towards me hard.
Alas, there is really nothing we can do against them.
After cleaning up, Xue Ying and I went to pick up Liu Yan from the kindergarten.
"Uncle Chu Chu, where have you been?
I thought you didn't want me anymore, wuwu."
Liu Yan burst into tears as soon as she saw me.
I wiped away her tears and felt a lot in my heart.
I almost couldn't come back.
"Let's go, uncle will take you to eat skewers to make up for it."
"Whether Uncle Beard is going or not, he will pick me up these days."
"Everyone is going.
By the way, where's Xue Cilan?"
"Sister Cilan went to school.
She said that her tutor discovered some valuable antiquities and asked her to learn how to appreciate them."
Only then did I remember that Xue Cilan originally returned to China for archaeology with her mentor, but the time was delayed because of the death of her father.
That's fine too.
But with Xue Cilan's willful temper, it's really hard for me to imagine that she could become an archaeologist.
There is a good hot pot restaurant on the top floor of Beiyuan Building called "Yunding Hot Pot".
Although it is on the 37th floor, people who come here to eat hot pot queue up in a long line.
In the afternoon, I reserved a large table there, and a bunch of people, old and young, sat together to eat hot pot.
There was a seat left deliberately vacant on my left.
That belongs to Xiao Yunfu.
I placed an extra bowl on the empty seat and filled it with his favorite bone-and-flesh joint.
I picked up the wine glass: "Yunfu, my brother didn't help you get rich, but cost you your life."
This bowl of wine is for you.
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After paying homage to the deceased, I let the demons and the others eat freely.
When you are alive, you should enjoy yourself in time.
I was a little drunk, so Xue Ying left early with me.
The elevator door opened slowly, and a foreigner walked out and passed me.
Xue Ying and I entered the elevator.
"Brother Manzi, how are you?"
"It's okay, this little drink is nothing."
If it weren't for the sadness in his heart, drinking a few more white drinks wouldn't be a problem.
The elevator accelerated downward, faster and faster.
Suddenly there was a "click" and the alarm sounded.
The elevator car shook violently and plummeted downwards desperately.
There was a sharp friction sound between the iron box and the wall.
I lost control.
I was already dizzy, but now I was bumping around in the car like a bell.
The elevator derailed and went into free fall.
"Brother Manzi, hurry up" I hit the wall and became quiet.
Xue Ying pulled me and rushed to the elevator entrance on the 25th floor with a wall-penetration technique.
I shook my head and finally woke up slightly.
However, I saw several passengers waiting for the elevator staring at Xue Ying and me with their mouths open.
When they woke up, they all turned around and ran away.
The screams of "Ghost!"
resounded in the corridor.
Ten minutes later, the reporter arrived and reported to the camera: "The elevator in Beiyuan Building derailed inexplicably, and there were no casualties at the scene."
A foreigner in the crowd frowned deeply and left: there were no casualties.
It seemed that he would be busy for a while.
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