Ares Little Farmer

Chapter 255 Here Comes the Ghost

"Forget it, don't talk about these spoilers, do you still want to play this game?"

Qu Yumo sighed, and said without interest.

"Do you know why I look down on farmers? Because these days, most of the liars, gangsters, and criminals are farmers who have no education and no education. When I say this, of course I will be a bit generalized, but isn't it the case? With my relationship, it is very easy to find this kind of data! Nowadays, it is not the old people who have become bad, but the bad people who used to be old. The interests are in the heart, they do all kinds of evil, the world is declining, morality is degraded, faith missing..."

Shen Weifang spoke very happily.

But the expressions of the other four people were more or less ugly.

"Do you have a belief? Believe in God, Buddha, or a foreign religion?"

Fan Wenxuan spoke, breaking the quiet atmosphere.

"I don't have any beliefs. If I have beliefs, I still come to play ghost games? I'm just a dandy rich second generation. My father's property is clean. He believes in Buddhism, so I don't feel guilty when I spend money. I have no shame in my heart. I admit that I was a bit exaggerated, didn't I want to show off in front of the two beauties to please? Since I didn't please, I don't bother to pretend."

After Shen Weifang vented, he immediately felt much happier.

"Let's play a game, there's not much corpse oil here. It hurts to talk about these spoilers, maybe we can really recruit female ghosts today, so that we can also experience what the legendary 'passing the shadows' is like. "

Tong Ziqi immediately persuaded in harmony.

"Well, are you still playing?"

Qu Yumo sighed, her interest dropped a lot.

"Why don't you play when you're here? Forget it. This debate is a matter of the country. It has something to do with us. Play games, play games."

Shen Weifang also compromised - the key point is that he could see that Qu Yumo and Yuan Qingzhu hated him so much that his unruly heart couldn't bear it, so he naturally wanted to launch an 'attack'.

At least with such an attack, the opponent doesn't hate him anymore.

Instead, Shen Weifang felt a little sense of accomplishment in his heart.

"In terms of scheming? I will put your pride under my feet first, so you won't look down on me. It will be much easier for me to condemn you from a moral standpoint and get closer to you."

Shen Weifang thought in his heart that he was satisfied with the result.

"Well, is that meditation first, or holding hands first?"

Qu Yumo asked.

Fan Wenxuan said thoughtfully: "I heard from the old man that ghosts usually return to their souls in the 'first seven', so let's hold hands and circle the table seven times, then close our eyes and meditate with our hearts."

Yuan Qingzhu said: "What are you meditating on? There is no actual object."

Boy Qi glanced at the spiritual tablet and the posthumous photo, and said, "Just meditate on this."

As he said, he took a flashlight and shone the light on the photo of the dead girl Ji Xiangzhi.

"Hold it for me."

Boy Qi handed the flashlight to Fan Wenxuan.

Fan Wenxuan held the flashlight and shone it there, making him even more uneasy, and felt that the temperature in the house was too low, which was already abnormally low.

But he didn't say anything after all, but said in his heart: "What an offense... We are just playing, playing a game. If there is something that I am really sorry for, please, please forgive me."

He didn't know if it would be useful to do so, but he couldn't help but say it in his heart.

Tong Ziqi directly grabbed the spirit seat and Ji Xiangzhi's photo.

He came back, put the coffin on the table, laid Ji Xiangzhi's photo on the table, and placed it next to the corpse oil alcohol lamp, and said: "In this way, everyone can see the real thing. Keep an eye on Ji Xiangzhi, isn't she dead? Or hanged, let's meditate on her and call her out."

Qu Yumo stared at the deceased photo for a few times, no matter from which angle she looked at, she always felt that Ji Xiangzhi's eyes were looking at her.

"I'll switch places with you."

Qu Yumo glanced at Yuan Qingzhu beside him.

Yuan Qingzhu also felt that no matter which direction she looked at the posthumous photo, the eyes of the woman in the posthumous photo were locked on hers.

There was also some chill in her heart, so after Qu Yumo made the request, she agreed without hesitation.

"What should I do if I'm really recruited? Have you thought about it?"

Fan Wenxuan asked suddenly.

"Really summoned? Hehe, you are overthinking. This is just a game, do you really believe that there are ghosts in the world? It's just an illusion of people with weak will. Besides, the five of us are young, and I also With some chicken blood, black dog blood and other things, it will really kill her when the time comes."

Boy Qi said carelessly.

Are the living still afraid of a dead man?
And she's still a pretty little girl?
"Ok."

Fan Wenxuan didn't insist anymore.

Tong Ziqi also knew that if he wanted to hold hands, there would probably be conflicts, so he gave up the opportunity to hold hands with Qu Yumo, and did not ask for it.

Sure enough, Shen Weifang took the initiative to hold Qu Yumo's hand. Now, after that, Qu Yumo really didn't dislike Shen Weifang anymore.

So, Shen Weifang got involved.

"I've got the hand of the beauty, and I've passed the first base perfectly!"

Shen Weifang was extremely proud.

This is his core purpose - if there is a first time, there will be a second time.With first base, second base isn't far behind.

On Yuan Qingzhu's side, it was Tong Ziqi who was holding hands, not Fan Wenxuan, because Fan Wenxuan was also worried about conflicts because of holding hands, so he took the initiative to hold Shen Weifang and Tong Ziqi's hands.

In this way, Tong Ziqi and Yuan Qingzhu got in touch, which was a windfall for Tong Ziqi.

Therefore, he had a little more favorable opinion of Fan Wenxuan.

The table is a 1.2-meter square table, which is not big, and it is more than enough for five people to hold hands and surround the table.

In this way, the five people started to spin.

After seven laps, the five of them stopped, looked at the photo of Ji Xiangzhi at the same time, and began to meditate.

……

In the house, it suddenly became quiet.

At the beginning, the five people's meditations were a little fuzzy, but as time passed, the thoughts seemed to gradually become clearer.

Beside him, there seemed to be the sound of footsteps, walking gently and step by step.

If there is an unknown figure standing behind them.

The aura of being approached became obviously stronger.

The hands of the five people holding each other suddenly trembled, with great fluctuations.

"No, I won't play anymore."

Suddenly, Fan Wenxuan spoke directly, but the four partners around him didn't seem to respond at all.

Fan Wenxuan immediately sensed something was wrong and was about to let go, but when he let go, he found that he couldn't let go of his hand no matter what.

He, Tong Ziqi, and Shen Weifang held each other's hands, as if they were suddenly grabbed by another hand.

A cold hand that seemed to be filled with viscous liquid grabbed his wrist, making it impossible for him to break free.

He opened his eyes suddenly, only to see a ferocious female ghost with disheveled hair, a face full of holes, blood flowing, and eyeballs that were bulging out as if she was about to fall at any time, directly approaching his face.

(End of this chapter)