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Han's father and Han's mother, the room in the villa.

"Ah, old Han, scared me to death~!"

Han's mother, who was listening to Lingxi's late-night ghost story, screamed, and slipped into Han's father's arms, her heart beating non-stop.

Seeing Han's mother's appearance, Han's father also swallowed his saliva in horror, "When did this Xiao Mu write a ghost story, it scared people to death~~"

Before the old couple went to bed, they had always had the habit of listening to Lingxi's late-night ghost stories, and today they listened to it as always, when they heard that they were going to tell their son-in-law's ghost stories, the old couple's first thought was to add some popularity to their son-in-law.

However, the popularity has increased, but it is also scared enough.

At the same time that Lingxi was relish and was not afraid of big things to tell about the exquisite ancient city, the real-time listening rate of Yanjing Radio's late-night ghost story column also soared.

In the past, the late-night ghost stories hosted by Lingxi were generally at 1.00 percent, but with the listening of the exquisite ancient city, 1.08, 1.12, 1.20, 1.29...

The swishing speed shocked the people on duty in the background data group, and they immediately reflected this situation.

More than ten minutes later, the directors of Yanjing Radio were shaken.

"What! Lingxi's listening rate for late-night ghost stories broke 1.5, up a full 0.6 percentage points, and it continues to rise!!"

After listening to it, the director of the radio station exploded, and he came back to his senses in an instant, and the first thing he wanted to listen to was what kind of ghost story he wanted to listen to, so that the ghost story of their program came back to life?!

However, it doesn't matter if it doesn't stop, this is the director of Yanjing Radio who was stunned for a moment, and then unexpectedly captured by Lingxi's demonic voice, and the late-night ghost story column has one more loyal die-hard fan, and the experience in his mind over and over again - with one after another bizarre and terrifying scenes and feelings.

One to ten, ten to hundred, countless listeners began to call friends at this moment, such a magical feeling, not let more people know, it is simply a waste.

In line with the mentality that it is better to be happy alone than to be happy with everyone, at this time, countless listeners were mad about Yanjing Radio's late-night ghost story program, and the inhumane and unprecedented propaganda began.

More and more people come to the radio frequency band, some drivers who drive late at night, and some even park their cars directly in crowded places, turn on the radio and listen with white faces, afraid to drive anymore, for fear of encountering unclean things when passing through the dark road section.

There are countless children in Huaxia, crying non-stop while whining, and on the other hand, they continue to listen to Lingxi's very 'demonic' voice, so painful and happy~~

As time flies, soon the time for the late-night ghost story show is up, the corners of Lingxi's mouth curl up, and the sweet voice resumes, "Okay, that's all for today, at the same time tomorrow, Lingxi will be with you!"

Hearing that the show was over, the audience was not happy.

"Ah, it's over, how can it be, didn't it just start and didn't take long?"

"Yes, it's not enough to listen to it at all, I'm listening to it, is Lingxi Goddess coming for a while, okay~~"

"Woo~~ Goddess Lingxi, you have aroused people's interest, you can't be like this, you can't kill or bury it~!"

"Yes, yes, you can't be a person like this, hey, forget it, let's go read the book written by Brother Mu, I heard that there are several, and the ghost story told by the goddess Lingxi is one of them. "

"Yes, yes, so am I, go down first~~"

While the audience shouted, knowing that the program was over, they turned off listening one after another, turned on their mobile phones, tablets and computers, and started another wave of another form of bombardment, and the next moment, the Apocalypse Novel Network once again had a five, six, seven, or eight magnitude earthquake because of this army.

This night, countless people from all over China were destined to suffer from insomnia, and countless children had nightmares one after another, even some adults.

......

One night without words, the next day, the little Lori villa room.

"Ah~Don't come here, my husband will kill you, wow~~ Husband, come and save your little Lori, little Lori was caught by the devil~~~"

Little Lori, who cried wolf and howled, fluttered with smooth beautiful legs and bright arms, and her pretty little face was full of horror and struggled to sit up, and she opened her blurry crescent eyes in fright and looked around.

"Huh~!!"

There is no demon, no husband, this is your own home, your own boudoir, bright and warm sunshine.

"Whew~~~"

"It turned out to be in.... Dreaming, ah~!"

Little Lori breathed a sigh of relief, muttered a few words in fear, and then became calm, her bulging cheeks, pouting a small mouth that was enough to hang an oil bottle, and complained dissatisfied, "Hmph~, stinky husband, bad husband, people who are harmful don't dare to look at themselves in the middle of the night, they all have dark circles under their eyes, see you come back and don't bite you to death~~"

Little Lori muttered,While looking at the warm sunlight outside the window,It's bolder.,It shouldn't be a big problem to look at it during the day....

While thinking, Xiao Lori opened the phone with a small hand and looked at it again, and before she looked at it for a while, she threw away the phone and threw away the phone, and she was abusing the pink pillow, muttering while abusing it, "Bad guy husband, don't come yet, I'm scared to death, I'll you, you~~ah~~~~"