Secret Marriage in the Circle

Chapter 20
Accompanied by Keqin's hoarse screams of panic, drops of red liquid fell from a high altitude and dripped on Keqin's face, the blood red was even more red than Keqin's flaming red lips.

Ke Qin widened her eyes in horror and hugged Xu Dong tightly. She was so frightened that she could only find a familiar boy to give herself a sense of security.

Bei Fuyao hurried to the hall where Ke Qin was, and everyone's shadows were printed on the four large silver-white pillars. Except for Bei Fuyao, the rest of the people fell into deep fear. The news that the castle was haunted But it never stopped.

A woman with red phoenix eyes in her 40s, with her iconic slanted black-rimmed eyes, held a teaching stick in her hand and said mercilessly: "Stand up for me, don't make noise, 18 people are based on three rows, Arranged from lowest to highest!"

I have an impression of this person in Bei Fuyao. Song Qiao, a second-level civil officer in Huaxia is equivalent to a major general. He is an internationally renowned singer who has won numerous awards. His singing voice is very famous. When Lu Meiqi debuted, he also asked her for advice. Singing skills, Shanshan has also cooperated with her in the Huaxia Spring Evening, this person is a senior with high morals and ability.

Hua Suo has spent a lot of money to invite Song Qiao. It seems that he has high expectations for Lan Yun. Meteor has fewer and fewer stars in the past few years. Lan Yun may be Hua Suo. The last fight of the presidency.

Eighteen students lined up quickly under Song Qiao's order. Ke Qin was still trembling in fear, but in front of the old senior Song Qiao, there were so many people, her fear was eased.

"Hi students, today is the most solemn festival of the year in China, New Year's Eve, the Spring Festival. I originally planned to let you introduce myself tomorrow, but today everyone has gathered in the hall, so let's talk about myself." Introduction, my name is Song Qiao, most of you should have heard my name, but here I am just your music instructor and your first tutor, please cooperate with me in my work in the days to come!" Song Qiao said such a long list, but did not wait for applause, because she also felt liquid dripping from her face.

She stretched out her hand to touch it, and it was as bright red as blood. Even though she had seen a lot, she panicked a little in this gloomy old castle.

"what!"

"There's a ghost!"

"Mom, I'm going home!"

These students are all about sixteen, seventeen or eighteen years old, and the girls are naturally screaming, they would rather give up the idea of ​​being a star if there is a haunted house.

"Calm down, what age is it, have you learned science in junior high school for nothing? Be quiet, and the nine boys follow me to the attic to take a look." The person who said this was Jin Wen, 27 years old this year, who was covered by Asian media. Known as the Asian dance king, he should be responsible for teaching them dance.

"Mr. Jin, let's go with you!" Ke Qin said while holding Bei Fuyao's arm tightly. It is said that ghosts are afraid of yang energy, and boys have yang energy.

"Okay!" Jin Wen agreed.

So a group of them went up to the attic. The attic was not powered on. Bei Fuyao turned on the flashlight with the flashlight mode of her mobile phone. Everything here was very different from before. Even she herself was shocked by the scene in front of her.

Those students also imitated Bei Fuyao's actions and turned on the flash lights in their mobile phones to illuminate the attic, and this attic was full of photos of Nan Chengpeng, all of which were stained with blood.

Ke Qin couldn't help screaming again: "Ah! There is a ghost, Nan Chengpeng's ghost is back."

"It is said that Nan Chengpeng died accidentally in a car accident. The ghosts of people who die accidentally will not be sent to hell, but will harm people in the world!" said a boy wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

(End of this chapter)