Being too ferocious because of caution

Chapter 577 "Night Talk" Story Solitaire (1)

"Thomson, was there only the Taoist priest who lived here before?"

Hearing this, Thomson turned his attention to Edward.

"Yes, Mr. Edward."

"The Taoist Master didn't like being disturbed by outsiders when he was alive, so he lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests alone and didn't care about worldly affairs."

In the brazier, the fireworks gradually became smaller and smaller.

But the shadows behind everyone were growing rapidly.

Long!

Thomson picked up a split log and threw it into the brazier.

As soon as Huo became excited, the black shadow behind him shrank back.

"But I remember that before this unknown Taoist master ascended to heaven, he had an apprentice in the human world."

"It seems to be called Ning Jiang...if I remember correctly."

Behind Thomson is a square offering table with some completely rotten fruits on it.

There is an altar on the left, center and right, but they have all fallen down.

I don't know what hungry beasts have come here to cause trouble. The altar is in a mess and there is nothing inside.

"It's really dangerous to come here to collect news..."

Thomson was helpless.

"But I really haven't had any inspiration recently, so I suddenly thought of Taoist Master, so I came over to have a look."

This is Thomson's cursed world.

The eight people who entered, as readers of Thomson, accompanied Thomson here to collect stories.

"But having said that, the atmosphere here is really suitable for writing suspense novels!"

Thomson started out a little abruptly.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he smiled awkwardly:

"Sorry, I have an occupational disease."

At the critical moment, Zhao Yi spoke up and echoed:

"Yes."

“The environment here is really great for creating.”

Thomson's eyes lit up.

"Mr. Zhao also has creative inspiration?"

Zhao Yi smiled.

"It's not inspiration, but the pouring rain outside and the coldness inside the house are indeed very atmospheric."

The air was humid, and the fire in the brazier did not provide much illumination except to keep everyone slightly warm.

Where it should be dark, it's still hard to see.

And in this old, cement-built villa, you can even hear women whimpering when the wind blows.

The faces of everyone whose power had been sealed were slightly stiff at this moment.

Their intuition told them that there must be something wrong in this villa!

But there was only excitement on Thomson's face.

If he hadn't brought paper and pen, they had no doubt that Thomson would have written the book directly where he was.

The last person Zhao Yi saw who was so crazy about books was Xu Shengzhi.

But Xu Shengzhi’s way of finding inspiration is completely different from Thomson’s.

In terms of results, it is obvious that Xu Shengzhi's skills are superior.

There was silence for a while.

Thomson said:

"There's no pen and paper here."

"But just letting the inspiration disappear is such a waste!"

"How about... how about each of us tell a horror story and play Horror Story Solitaire?"

"Get a little inspiration from each other, and it will definitely be a good story later!"

Everyone looked at each other.

"But I have another suggestion..."

Thomson said to himself:

“Our stories must be based on local sources!”

"I come first, I come first..."

He did not give everyone a chance to refuse and said:

"On a rainy day, an author took eight of his readers to collect wind. As a result, they encountered a heavy rain on the way. They had no choice but to come to a gym to take shelter from the rain..."

"But the owner of this gym has ascended long ago, and there is only a mess left here."

"Everyone was sitting around the brazier, warming themselves by the fire while telling horror stories. In the middle of the process, someone suddenly felt the urge to urinate. He couldn't hold it in anymore and wanted to go to the toilet..."

At this point in the story, Thomson stopped and looked at everyone with excitement.

"Okay, that's it for my inspiration. Please help me complete the rest of the story..."

Several people were silent.

Although Thomson's behavior seems very cliché and boring, and somewhat deliberately scary.

But it is undeniable that, combined with the current gloomy environment, it can indeed produce a considerable sense of immersion!

"Great writer, isn't it a bit too underworld for us to play with this at this time?"

Xu Qing was a little stunned.

She knew that their purpose was to untie Thomson's obsession, so in the cursed world, they wanted to satisfy Thomson as much as possible.

But her keen intuition told her that if things were allowed to develop like this, they would be in danger!

Thomson's tone was wistful:

"Just having fun..."

"I've been so lacking in inspiration lately that I can't even write a good story even if I rack my brains and stay up all night. You guys don't understand the pain of staying up for countless late nights just to get a word!"

"Help……"

Facing Thomson's urgent desire, Xu Qing was silent for a moment, gritted his teeth and said:

"All right!"

"Who's coming next?"

No one spoke.

After a moment of silence, Edward smiled bitterly and said:

"I'll do it..."

Thomson's eyes were full of excitement. He patted Edward on the shoulder and said:

"Good brother, remember, it must be scary enough!"

"The scarier the better!"

"It's just a story anyway..."

Edward glanced at him and coughed dryly:

"Then I will show my ugliness."

"Continuing from the last chapter, there was a person who was listening to the story. Because he had to pee, he was embarrassed to pee in front of everyone, so he had to leave the room and find a place to relieve himself..."

"Everyone in the room told him to be careful. Although there was no one else here, there might be wild animals in the forest."

"The man responded casually with a few words and left the room with a piece of firewood."

At this point, Edward cleared his throat, indicating that the critical moment was coming.

"The rest of the people continued to tell the story. After a while, they found that the person who went to the toilet earlier had not returned..."

Edward's story also came to an abrupt end here.

He took a sip of the water in his backpack and said to everyone:

"Okay, my inspiration ends here."

"The next step is up to you."

Thomson clapped his hands and praised:

"Although the story is a bit cliché, it is really suspenseful..."

"Who's next?"

Xu Qing was silent for a while, raised her hand and said:

"I'll do it."

She cleared her throat and glanced around:

"After everyone found out that the person who went to the toilet hadn't come back, they felt that this shabby gym seemed a little wrong, as if something was secretly observing them in the dark..."

As soon as the voice fell, a cold wind blew in from the window, and everyone around the brazier shuddered suddenly, and couldn't help but squeeze closer to each other...

ps: During the National Day, I went out with my classmates for three days. I took a leave yesterday. I promise to update 2 chapters today and tomorrow.

Sorry!

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