Damn! I'm surrounded by beautiful women's ghost stories

He also said very firmly that if he didn't explain himself clearly, he would be homeless.

There is usually a flea market on the nearby streets, so there is a fairly wide open space where everyone gathers.

After they arrived, they found that they were not being scolded, but were being asked how to join the shelter cult.

"But the asylum is not a religious sect."

The young people are in a very difficult situation.

The very famous "great master" Dayun Shangren has fallen. He received a large sum of money but almost died. He may be dead now.

At that time, many people saw that his face looked no different from that of a dead person. If his chest had not been rising and falling, it might not have been an ambulance.

Let’s not discuss what will happen to the money that everyone pools together in the end.

They also knew that the young people had found a "great wizard" on the Internet, but no one cared. What big things could a group of middle school students with second-year syndrome do? When the day comes that they no longer lock their bedrooms and the toilet paper suddenly disappears by half overnight, then we have to admit that they have really grown up.

But it was such an unreliable person who invited a mysterious girl in a white dress, which brought unexpected results.

What Master Dayun couldn't do was actually accomplished by the mysterious girl in the white dress!

After experiencing such a major event and seeing it with their own eyes, these elderly people's hands seemed to be glued together with super glue, and they did not put them down no matter whether they were talking or doing anything else.

Worship with a sincere heart and your prayers will be answered.

You should also bow when speaking to show your respect.

Young people think that these elders must have something wrong with their brains. Of course, they dare not say it, because they find that their own parents and elders are among them. They dare not mention their names and must bow when speaking.

Now, they have expressed strong expectations for them, hoping to join a religious order called "The Shelter" and receive the protection of the Pope.

"What is the doctrine of our 'asylum'?" asked an old lady.

She is a very tricky elderly woman living alone, the kind of sarcastic old lady who would constantly insult community volunteers when they come.

But now he is very kind, and his face is smiling like a brilliant chrysanthemum.

"I want to join the church!"

Several young people's eyes went dark: "It's really not a religion! It's just an organization."

"A religious organization?"

"If you say so...if you really say so...we don't know either."

Young people are in a hurry.

But the elders clasped their hands together and told them devoutly: Don’t be in a hurry, talk slowly.

"Will our joining the 'shelter' protect us?"

"We won't let you join! It's an organization that houses monsters. They'll show up in situations like the Isobe residence."

They finally felt what it meant to play the lute to a cow. They determined that the "shelter" was a religious group and the elders only wanted to join and worship God.

Several young people put their heads together and suddenly realized that this was a great opportunity to promote the shelter.

Normally, they would follow a girl group like Muscat, and they would be sneaky. If they used two extra rolls of toilet paper, they would be scolded. If they accidentally stayed up late when arguing with people online, they would definitely be punished, with pocket money deducted.

But if I introduce the "shelter" to them, we should be on the same side, and maybe I and others are even seniors.

After going through so much, they have long been the main force in promoting the shelter in the forum. If they had not been dragged out of the room by their parents by the ears, they would now be bragging about their experiences online and spreading the word about today.

"Just like King Yama, imprisoning evil spirits?" an old man asked.

"Yes, that's right! That's it! Control those dangerous things so that we can live more safely."

"So, can we also control the bad luck god that brings bad luck to our family?"

Aren’t you a gambler? Just buy a bag of cement and jump into Tokyo Bay. Even God can’t save you.

Maybe the marble gods will bless you.

"Is that woman in the white dress Lord Yama?" Someone finally asked the key question.

"Ahem! Listen to me... Let me explain to you. She is just a field operator of the Shelter, one of the most basic members. Currently, we only know that the highest level is the Administrator."

"Your Excellency the Administrator Pope?"

"Don't mix up the two titles. Administrator is a title, and Pope is also a title! This religion is different! By the way, if you want to know more, I'll give you the website, go to the official website to learn more."

This was followed by frequent sighs from the elders.

I didn't expect that religion would develop so rapidly and even have something to do with the Internet. Is this really a religious group that I want to join?

"How do we usually gather?" The elders continued to ask: "Can we invite the administrator... the Pope... the administrator?"

"I already said it's not a cult..."

It was a cult that didn't exist in the first place.

Another young man suggested, "Why not hold it as a 'shelter' enthusiasts' club?"

"Can it be done?"

"As for funding, your Excellency should have plenty."

……

Natsuki stood in front of the mirror.

He is "alive".

It has really condensed into a body and is no longer in a ghost state, but is at a level that can be seen with the naked eye.

You can also float in this state, but it's not as free as being a ghost.

It is better to say that you can walk on air.

Natsuki in the mirror was wearing a black robe, but otherwise looked normal.

Undress and go into battle with an empty crotch.

Although it is embarrassing, he still needs to check his physical condition carefully.

For this reason, he even stabbed himself with a knife.

The result made him feel a little regretful.

Just because he has a physical body that can be seen by humans does not mean that his body is "human".

"The soul and the body are two parts." Xia Shu is very clear about this.

Just like before, the curse he was given, and the benefits it brought, were reflected directly on his body, not his soul.

Only when the two are combined can there be a broader future.

【Ghost Stories: Administrator (-) 30】

[Health Volume: 30/30]

[Ability: Shelter (-), a shelter for holding ghost stories]

That’s why I suddenly have 30 more extremely devout “believers”.

Xia Shu originally wanted to crawl through the ceiling to return to the computer room, but after thinking it over, he decided to take the stairs so that he would look more like a human... However, as he walked, he ended up walking with his feet perpendicular to the wall.

Gravity has no hold on him.

If you are not careful, it will become like this.

I don't even think there's anything wrong.

Turning on the computer, the big monitor is shining with a deadly light that is enough to make people get the "myopia UP" debuff.

Xia Shu opened the official website.

There are more people who have applied to write "small essays", including those who experienced the incident of the old white woman today. This is also a feature of the "shelter", as long as they have experienced it personally, they can submit their articles to increase credibility.

But the message part made Xia Shu a little confused.

[blessings, blessings, blessings]

[Flowers, flowers, flowers]

[I hope my rheumatism can be controlled quickly]

[Curse the nurse for spraining his ankle, the bastard who stole my money!]

[......]

The style of painting is wrong.

Xia Shu clicked to refresh the webpage, then went back to the computer to look at the URL.

It is true that the official website of the "shelter" is correct. Why did it suddenly become a wishing well? He has encountered this situation before, even in the real world. When he was a "koi", many people made wishes under his social account every day.

"If urban legends hadn't been banished from the modern world, I might have had several more identities."

Koi, Nioh, the sleeping monster detective...

Xia Shu didn't understand what was going on, but since he already had the identity of "administrator", it meant... the shelter could officially open!

Open the map!

The world before my eyes was pitch black, with only a floating screen, just like the official website on a computer screen.

Administrator: Xia Shu

Operator:-

Contents: -

It shows that it can be edited, but there are no detailed steps on how to edit it.

Close the map!

It has been quite some time since Xia Shu came to the "Long Dream" world, but he has never seen a strange map. Perhaps maps do not exist in this world at all.

He closed the map and first found the weakest ghost story in his hand, "Quilt Ghost Story".

After Xia Shu appeared, the quilt immediately bulged and he fell off his seat.

"Huddle up and be quiet"

The quilt immediately shrank into a ball, as if it was afraid that it was not small enough, so it tried hard to curl up and actively blow out the air in the quilt.

Natsuki grabbed the blanket and opened the map again.