Zhang Tianyang snorted coldly: "I don't believe in evil. Are there any one who doesn't believe in evil? Let's go with me!"

Zhang Tianyang waved his hand, and suddenly many boys were eager to show their courage in front of the girls, and hurriedly followed.

The more Yang Tianming said that the haunted, the more they wanted to go in and take a look to prove their courage.

Yang Tianming was completely speechless. He looked at Xie Xiaona and could only keep up with him.

"You are so kind. If it were me, I wouldn't bother to pay attention to them if others misunderstood me so much." Xie Xiaona whispered beside Yang Tianming.

Yang Tianming smiled: "The truth is always in the hands of a few people. Those of us who can see the truth must have a tolerant mind and tolerate their ignorance."

"What a philosophy." Xie Xiaona became obsessed with it unconsciously.

At the beginning, there were only Wei Wei and Qian Jing who proposed to enter the ancient temple, but when Zhang Tianyang shouted, it seemed as if he would admit defeat if he didn't enter the ancient temple. There was no way for the rest of the people to follow in.

Qian Jing is beautiful and a proud girl. She has a good family background and has few classmates who can attract her attention on weekdays.

Wei Wei was determined to chase Qian Jing, so he was eager to show off in front of Qian Jing.

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the ancient temple, before Qian Jing could reach out, Wei Wei kicked open the ancient temple and broke the door, and looked around: "It's not so good."

The ancient temple was still messy, with dust and dead leaves on the ground, as well as the dark and minced meat on the ground of Taoist Wuchen.

The students all walked in and looked at the place where they were. Some were curious and some disliked. This small ancient temple became lively for a while.

"This statue of God is so scary!" said the woman.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." said the boy.

Wei Wei was also by Qian Jing's side, showing that he was extremely disdainful of everything: "Hmph, it's not very scary. Even if there are really ghosts, so many of us are still afraid of ghosts? Xiao Jing, if I am here, don't be afraid!"

Qian Jing glared at Wei Wei: "Who is afraid? Humph, it's that coward Yang Tianming who is afraid."

The two turned their heads and saw Yang Tianming and Xie Xiaona standing at the gate of the ancient temple.

"Hahaha, that's right, he's just a coward, coward!" Wei Wei said proudly.

After a while, some students were going to go around behind the statue.

Seeing this, Yang Tianming quickly shouted: "Let me tell you a ghost story."

Well?

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

"Hahaha, coward, you dare to tell ghost stories, don't scare you to death."

"That's right, if you're scared to pee your pants, it would be so embarrassing."

Seeing that everyone's attraction was coming to him, Yang Tianming said calmly: "Why, don't you dare to listen? My ghost story is very scary. If anyone is timid, forget it if he doesn't dare to listen."

He has already figured out the psychology of his classmates.

"Hmph, who is afraid, I'm not."

"I'm not afraid either."

"Whoever is afraid of who is the grandson!"

The boys all shouted.

Yang Tianming smiled and said, "Since I'm not afraid, I'll tell it. Come on, everyone is sitting here, my story is a story that tells a story."

"Sit on the ground? It's so dirty, I won't sit."

"That's right, a lot of gray."

"You want to talk

Just talk, don’t talk too much if you don’t talk.” Wei Wei said coldly.

Yang Tianming smiled faintly: "Why, are you scared?"

"Who is afraid?" Wei Wei was dissatisfied.

"If you are not afraid, just sit down, because my story is not only a story, but also a ghost. Only when everyone sits in a circle and listens to this story can you prove your courage!"

Yang Tianming has made up his mind to scare these ignorant guys and keep them far away from the ancient temple.

"Sit and sit, whoever is afraid of whom!"

Many students immediately dissatisfied.

Yang Tianming has completely understood the psychology of these boys and girls, and has been very happy to hide and provoke.

The whole class of forty-five students sat together, as if they were going to play a handkerchief game, and surrounded the city in a big circle.

"Hurry, I don't believe in any stories, it can scare me."

"That's right, the ghost story that scares me is not born yet!"

"Brother, ghost stories are not born..."

"Everyone is quiet, I'm ready to start talking." Yang Tianming said.

"This is a real story. There was a class, just like our class, and before the college entrance examination, they organized an outing. They went up a hill and found a dilapidated ancient temple on the top of the mountain. So the brave classmates began to prepare to tell ghost stories..."

As soon as Yang Tianming talked about this, Zhang Tianyang was dissatisfied: "Hey, aren't you talking about us? This is also a story?"

"That's it, just make it up."

Yang Tianming looked at the two of them: "Are you scared?"

The two of them immediately glared: "Who is afraid?"

"Shut up and keep listening if you're not afraid." Yang Tianming continued to preach: "One of the classmates told the first ghost story called "One More Person". The content of the story is that there is a ghost who loves to listen to stories. Wherever he tells the story, he will go and eavesdrop on it. He will mingle among the crowd, just like we are now, huddling in somewhere.

People are quietly waiting to listen to stories, and those around them who are listening to stories will suddenly appear, and there is a stranger around them!"

When Yang Tianming talked about this, some timid girls were already restless and couldn't help looking left and right, for fear of seeing a stranger sitting beside them.

More students also felt uncomfortable, and always felt that they were crowded around them...

"Hey, this is a ghost story, it's nothing to do!" Wei Wei said as if he wasn't afraid at all.

"That's right, it's not scary at all." Someone echoed. Yang Tianming smiled: "Of course not. This is just the first story in our story. Please calm down and listen to me. Cough cough, after the first story was told, some students were already scared. At this time, the second classmate began to tell the story. The name of the story is "There is someone behind"! The second story is similar to the first story, and it is also a ghost who likes to listen to stories. Wherever there is a story, the ghost will come to wherever there is a story. However, this story ghost does not like to crowd in the crowd, but likes to stand behind the person who listens to stories and listens silently, and that person is simply

I don't know, there is a ghost standing behind me..."

The light in the ancient temple was dim. As soon as Yang Tianming talked about this, the students became restless again.

Many girls are almost unable to sit still, and some even can't help but look back, subconsciously looking behind them.

"Don't look back!" Yang Tianming suddenly shouted, "Don't forget that we are also telling stories. The story ghost may be behind one of you! When the story ghost listens to the story, he doesn't want to be disturbed... Hehehe." Yang Tianming showed his beautiful little white teeth, but at this moment, the little white teeth were gloomy in the eyes of others.
Chapter completed!