Chapter 297 Accidental Injury [3]

Yao Qinghan took out the wild fruit he picked on Xiao Mengmeng's back as if offering a treasure.

This is a fruit similar to the snake fruit. It is not as big as the snake fruit, but the shape is similar.

"Isn't it pretty?"

Ye Tianxin helped Yao Qinghan from Xiao Mengmeng's back. Yao Qinghan's ankle was slightly swollen. Several people held hands with each other and helped Yao Qinghan into the cell.

All the people, as soon as they entered the cell, the violent storm roared.

The strong wind blew the trees, the weeds swayed in the dark night, and the torrential rain beat the window lattices, making a crackling sound.

"Why is this so terrifying, it feels like we're on a terrifying desert island."

Ye Tianxin looked at Wei Weiwei's appearance, "Is it possible, are you still afraid?"

"Aren't you afraid?" Wei Weiwei's voice just fell, and the electric light above his head suddenly lost the slightest light.

Mu Yuluo couldn't help but scolded, "Fucao ~ why is the power outage at this time?"

"No one has come to this cell for a long time, the wiring is aging, there may be a short circuit somewhere!"

Ji Nuan raised her head in confusion. She had also checked the wiring for problems before, and there was obviously no problem.

Why was there a sudden power outage?

"Since the power has been cut off, I don't think it's better. Let's start the fire tonight, eat something and go to bed earlier?"

Ji Nuan looked at Ye Tianxin by the firelight, "Why don't I go and have a look."

"Ji Nuan, you don't have to go. You don't have tools. What if you get hurt?" Ye Tianxin disagreed with Ji Nuan considering the current situation. "We'll just stay overnight."

"Why don't we tell ghost stories!"

Yao Qinghan nibbled the snake fruit in his hand and suggested.

Yao Qinghan's words got Wei Weiwei's response, "Okay, I'll come first, I'll tell you, I was full of ghost stories, and I used to want to be a writer."

Wei Wei cleared his throat slightly, and then began to tell ghost stories in the dark night.

"The story takes place on a deserted island. The only difference is that there is a holiday villa on the deserted island. The holiday villa is usually managed by a dumb uncle and his blind wife. On this day, a senior high school student in a school , I came here for a study trip, and when I set off, the sky was still clear, but when I arrived, the sky changed..."

Yao Qinghan was frightened and leaned in the direction of Mu Yuluo tightly, but Mu Yuluo endured it and did not push her away.

"There are 50 people in this class. But that night, one person went missing."

"I know that the missing person is the murderer." Xiao Mengmeng said, "Wei Wei, the story I'm telling isn't scary, I've really heard a lot of ghost stories before, so let's take the one from the bottom of the mountain. For that village, every month on the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar, on the night of the full moon, all the villagers will close their doors and place three-pillar incense in front of their own courtyard..."

"Why?" Ji Nuan asked.

"You don't know that there are many hidden families like us. Let me tell you first in this village. The reason why people in the village do not go out is because, on the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar every month, it is a ghost market. A quiet little mountain village, It has become a ghost city... I went there once when I was young, but it was very lively..."

"Ghost market?" Wei Wei asked, "What is the ghost market like?"

"It's pretty, but if you ask me what I look like, I can't remember. I heard from my older generation that people who have been to ghost markets generally don't remember, and I don't know why?"

"Ah..." Yao Qinghan suddenly screamed.