Black Cat Mansion: Book of Paranormal Events

Chapter 930
"Hmph, some people are really self-righteous. Do you think it's great to have a mother who writes horror novels? It's all made up. How can there be ghosts in this world? Why are you pretending to be such a serious analysis."

The boy who had been at loggerheads with Wu Xiaohei before, hastily mocked at this moment, he has never liked Wu Xiaohei, he thinks that Wu Xiaohei has nothing but a good-looking face. The children just like his little boy, and they all pursue him like crazy, but they dismiss a boy with connotation like himself, which really contributes to the evil trend.

"Oh? Are you sure there are no ghosts in this world?"

The boy who spoke was Xu Qing, and Wu Xiaohei didn't have much impression of him, but Wu Xiaohei was not a kind person, and he often dealt with ghosts and saw too much evil, so he inevitably got some habits.

Wu Xiaohe stared at Xu Qing, not knowing whether it was the horrific atmosphere at night, or Wu Xiaohe's gaze was too cold, Xu Qing couldn't help trembling, his teeth chattering, he wanted to answer, but Tongue seems to be tied up, but I can't say anything.

Seeing Xu Qing's disheveled face, wanting to say something but not saying it, everyone's expressions were also a little ugly. This is not the first time Xu Qing has found fault with Wu Xiaohei. It was like this yesterday, and it was like this today, which is already very bad. You're being polite, and now you're still saying things like this, they all come here to believe in ghost culture, otherwise a group of people wouldn't be talking about ghost stories together, this guy participated in their activities, and he actually said this if.

"Xu Qing, didn't you tell me that you like supernatural culture very much, what is this now? Are you lying to me? Pretending to say you like it and sneaking in to play with us, but laughing at us in your heart?"

A girl stared at him with some displeasure. Xu Qing came here to sign up with her. When he signed up, he didn't say that, saying that his home is in the countryside and he has seen many supernatural events, so he is very familiar with supernatural culture. I am interested and hope to communicate with them. Isn’t it self-inflicted to say these words now?
"I, I'm not, I mean those novels are made up, I didn't say I don't believe it, me."

Xu Qing wanted to explain, but he couldn't take back what he said. He was a little flustered, and finally turned to the squad leader Wang Yang for help, hoping that Wang Yang could speak for him.

Wang Yang glanced at Xu Qing, poked his own glasses, and said helplessly: "Xu Qing, you should go back to bed first, since you don't like it, then you don't need to participate in our activities, it's not good to stay up late at night .”

"That's not what I mean, monitor, I really like ghost stories, I like ghost stories best."

Xu Qing stretched out his hand to grab Wang Yang's sleeve, trying to defend himself, but Wang Yang was unmoved, he stared at Xu Qing, Xu Qing finally sighed and withdrew his hand and said helplessly: "Then I'll go back first." Rest, you guys go to bed early too."

After Xu Qing finished speaking, he stood up. He glanced at the group of people sitting together, only to feel that everyone's faces were a little blurred in the firelight. At this moment, they all looked at him coldly, which made him feel a little scared. He rushed upstairs almost as if he was escaping, the windows were not closed properly, and the cold wind made him shiver uncontrollably.

(End of this chapter)