My cards are not straight

Chapter 70 The Cat-faced Granny
Rough words are not rude.

Dai Hao held his head high and pointed his nostrils at Wen Ning.

Lu Meimei was puzzled by this.

Dai Hao: "If you lose anything, you can't lose momentum!"

Wen Ning was silent.

"Ask the next sentence if you don't accept gifts during the holidays this year"

Wen Ning narrowed her eyes slightly, "I only accept brain x money for gifts!"

Dai Hao covered his chest and took three steps back, "I didn't expect that you are really human!"

Wen Ning blushed.

Suddenly, Liushen walked up to Wen Ning, and posted a yellow talisman.

A brace.

Wen Ning tore it off, "I've said it all, I'm human."

"Yeah." Liushen nodded with a smile, "I'm sure it's a human."

Zhang San, who was knocked down by a punch, finally got up. He clutched his abdomen, his face had become a mask of pain, but he still said, "That's the smell!"

Manshu: show
『Mission: Corridor Patrol

Completion Status: Completed (cannot continue due to the mission scene being destroyed)
Casualties: 0
tonight is christmas eve
Day 3 task: concentrate in room 2, tell horror stories, a group of eight people, blow out a candle after telling the story, the story cannot stop halfway, must be finished in one breath. 』

The cold mechanical sound sounded, and everyone's eyes fell on the wall clock on the wall.

It was already [-]:[-] midnight, technically it was the third day.

"It's the third day, let's start directly!"

Liushen suggested, and turned to the kitchen to dig out the candles.

Room 2 happened to be the residence of Wen Ning and Liushen.

They turned off the lights, lit candles, and the eight of them sat down on the floor.

"It's been Christmas Eve for two consecutive days."

Manshu looked at the standard single room in front of him, and suddenly this sentence made the already heavy atmosphere even heavier.

"Could it be possible for you to say that someone will die in this round?"

Dai Hao was dissatisfied and said, "Don't engage in human mentality, this will intensify the fear in people's hearts, Zhang San, don't you think so?"

"Ah."

Zhang San clenched his hands into fists and nodded with a tense face.

He can't collapse the human design, can't collapse!

"You girls just like to think about it, and you will only cry when you encounter scary things."

Dai Hao went on to add another sentence, his eyes seemed to fall on Wen Ning.

This sentence reminded Manshu a little bit, she leaned close to Wen Ning's ear and asked in a low voice, "Did the character design of your punch just now collapse, are you alright?"

"No, I filed a dismissal and succeeded!"

Wen Ning blinked and smiled shyly.

turn down?

Manshu propped his chin with his hands, and in his eyes there was a word: I don't understand.

"I am no longer a simple little white flower, but a Niu Kulu little white flower with up experience!"

Manshu couldn't understand but thought it was very powerful.

"cough."

Under the gloomy atmosphere, Hua Ye led the process and walked towards the crowd.

"You can tell horror stories, I'll come first."

Master Hua held up the candle in front of him, and said in an extremely hoarse voice.

"It was the summer vacation in 2000, and I went back to my hometown alone with my bag."

The candle flame was indistinct, and the light from bottom to top made Master Hua's face look extraordinarily terrifying.

Flames were reflected in his eyes, and his eyes were deep and long, bringing everyone back to that summer.

The young "I" went back to my hometown in a bus with a capacity of nearly 30 people because of the university's summer vacation.

The road in my hometown was uneven, and I was sitting in the back seat of the car. Whenever there was a bump, I always hit the front seat with my head.

The day I got home coincided with the first day of mourning for the grandmother next door.

My impression of the old lady next door is that she is an old man, but I heard from people in my village that the old lady has a bad character.

Why is your personality bad?

Her son was ignorant, so he had to spend money to buy a girl to be his son's wife.

She doesn't treat her daughter-in-law as a human being. Whenever her daughter-in-law doesn't like her, she beats and scolds her at every turn. Sometimes she picks up a stick or wicker and hits people on people when she gets angry.

The daughter-in-law couldn't bear the humiliation and finally slammed her head against the pillar to death. She was still talking about losing money, and she didn't even give her a coffin, so she directly threw her daughter-in-law's body into the death pit in the back mountain.

Later, her son couldn't get a wife, so he gambled and lost all the family's money. The villagers saw that she was pitiful, so they donated some food.

In the end, she still hated it and regarded herself as an uncle.The villagers are not used to her, so they don't give away food.

As a result, she was hungry and went to steal food. Well, the only old hen in Uncle Wang's house at the entrance of the village was killed, and she kept saying that the chicken jumped into the pot by itself.

Maybe God couldn't stand it anymore, so he took the old man away while he was eating peanuts.

When the villagers found her dead, it was her son who came back to steal the money and was shocked.

Her family didn't have much money, and most people in the village didn't have any money, so they bought a mat for the old woman's son and asked him to use it to collect the old woman's body.

There are several rules for the dead in the village: one is that the corpse cannot be placed directly on the ground, and the corpse must be kept parallel to the ground to keep a certain distance; ; Fourth, on the first day of the first seven days, relatives should sleep in the mourning hall for one night. It is best to be a man, and the man is full of yang.

Hearing this, Wen Ning felt that someone had grabbed her left hand.

She looked down and found that most of Manshu's body was close to her.

At this time, her right hand hurt again.

Wen Ning turned her head to look, it turned out that Lu Liang was holding her right hand tightly.

With a sigh, she decided to let herself go and blend into the environment.

Master Hua's eyes rolled around, and a hey laugh came out of his mouth.

It's still the usual tone, but coupled with the previous foreshadowing and the current lighting, it makes one's scalp tingle.

"The grandma's son has taken on this heavy responsibility..."

Grandpa Hua spoke eloquently.

The night was cool, and the grandma's son rubbed his arms and pushed open the door. He had done a lot of bad things and was afraid of being tricky.

Even the meowing at the door can scare his 1.8-meter-tall man to the ground.

The grandma's son scolded softly: bad luck.

Then he drove the cat away from the door, and found a place to lie down in peace.

What he didn't know was that after he fell asleep, the cat that had been driven away came back again. It pushed open the wooden door with its body, jumped onto the table, and landed on the old woman's body.

The cat came up to the old lady's corpse and sniffed it lightly. The old lady's closed eyes suddenly opened.

The cat yelped in surprise.

The grandma's son was awakened by the sound, and when he looked up and saw that the two long benches where the grandma's body had been placed were empty, leaving only a roll of mat, he panicked.

He rubbed his eyes in disbelief, but a familiar voice came from behind, "My son, you are back..."

When he turned his head, his lips trembled and his face turned pale.

The man was wearing a shroud, with half the face of an old man and half the face of a cat.

"son…"

Following the sound, the grandma's son's legs trembled, and he found that he couldn't even utter a sound in great horror. As the owner of the sound approached, he fainted from fright and foamed at the mouth.

(End of this chapter)