Chapter 1295

Ghost blowing the lamp is one of Qin Shiou's favorite novels. When he came to Canada three years ago, he worried that he had no entertainment activities, so he downloaded the e-book of the novel.

It's just a pity that this book should belong to adventure and surprise novels, not horror novels.

Qin Shiou spoke for a while in a cadence. The fishermen listened quietly and occasionally gave a cry of surprise. Everything was perfect.

But when Qin Shiou said what he thought was the most wonderful place, that is, when Hu Bayi and Wang pangzi were ready to go down to the tomb for exploration, the fishermen didn't listen. They shook their heads and said in disappointment: "is this guy a tomb robber?"

Qin Shiou said, "yes, but it's not just tomb robbing. He has to do a lot of interesting things."

Shack said, "forget it. Stealing tombs is a very despicable thing. I don't think it's appropriate for a person to steal tombs for any reason. Snow, how can we disturb the dead's sleep, right? "

This is the surprise of Chinese and Western cultures. Canadians respect the dead and are generally not too afraid. Therefore, some residential areas are built near cemeteries. They believe that cemeteries are the nearest place between heaven and the world.

In this way, for Canadians, fear is not the factor that prevents them from stealing tombs. Awe is. Grave robbers are very despised. Most of the people who do this work are addicts - junkies and the lowest people in society.

Qin Shiou doesn't want to discuss the value and significance of tomb theft. Do as the Romans do. He has to respect the values of shack and others. However, he was still unconvinced in some places and said, "what about archaeology? Isn't archaeology also tomb theft? "

The smoker disdainfully threw up an eye circle and said, "is there Archaeology in Canada? This country has a fart history. "

Qin Shiou thought about it and found himself speechless.

"If you tell a scary and short ghost story, it's better not to say the beginning and everyone can guess the end." Said Shaq.

Qin Shiou shrugged and said, "well, I have a classic ghost story in my hometown - that night I saw a female ghost. She farted and killed herself."

For a moment, the fishermen looked at him quietly. Only the coffee on the firewood stove was rolling.

Winnie came over and asked, "Hey, what ghost story are you telling? Is it terrible? No one spoke? "

The fishermen silently bowed their heads, and make complaints about Qin's story.

Qin officials are also unable to make complaints about their understanding. Many classic ghost stories are one of the most widely circulated pieces on the Internet in China.

Shaq kicked the sea monster and asked him to tell him a story.

The sea monster gasped and said, "it was in an opera house in New York. For a period of time, strange things happened frequently. The original chief heroine was almost killed, and there was a creepy illusion in the theater..."

"Illusory, your sister, isn't this the phantom of the opera? Do you think it's a new story to replace Paris with New York? And what kind of ghost story is this? " Nelson interrupted him and said unhappily.

The bull next to him wiped his sweat and said, "Xuete, I'm scared to death. I'll tell you how this story sounds so familiar?"

The living room became silent again. This time, the people looked at the bull, and Winnie covered her small mouth and snickered.

The evening activities failed because of the cultural differences between the two sides. Qin Shiou thought he was timid, but he had no fear of what the fishermen said about ghosts and vampires.

The same is true of the ghost stories told by the fishermen to him. The selling point of Chinese ghost stories is mystery and unknown. Some stories do not have ghosts throughout, but the period when they can occur can not be solved by manpower.

The fishermen can't understand. They don't understand that there are no ghosts in the story. What's to be afraid of? As for those things that can't be done by manpower? Maybe God did it?

In this way, the originally scheduled night of horror stories has become a night of provocation. One person tells ghost stories and others choose unreasonable places. This atmosphere is also hot.

When it was time to go to bed, Qin Shiou sent the fishermen away. Winnie had gone upstairs first. He came to clean the beer cans, cigarette butts, ashes and coffee stains on the ground by himself.

Shirley went to the kitchen to find something to drink. When she saw Qin Shiou cleaning, she came up to help.

Qin Shiou sweeps the garbage together and asks Shirley to help him with the mop. After calling a few times, Shirley doesn't respond. He looks up strangely and sees Shirley looking at the kitchen in confusion.

"What's the matter, sweetheart?" Qin Shiou asked with a smile.

Shirley looked puzzled and said, "Qin, who came to play just now? Do they have children? Why are there two little boys in the corner of the kitchen? "

Qin Shiou looked into the kitchen. There was nothing dark inside. It was cloudy outside. In fact, he couldn't see anything clearly.

"What little boy is there? Come on, Shirley, I know what you want. You want to scare me, don't you? " Qin Shiou smiled.

Shirley took his hand and said anxiously, "really, Qin, I didn't scare you. Can't you see? There are two little boys there? One has yellow hair and the other has black hair. I thought who brought the tourists' children to play. "

Seeing that Shirley was serious, Qin Shiou trembled a little. He said firmly, "no, Shirley, there is no one in it!"

Shirley pointed to the corner of the kitchen and said, "it's there. It's looking down on us! I swear, Qin, if there are no children there, you can drive me away to boarding school! "

Qin Shiou knows that this is a very heavy oath for Shirley, which is much more serious than swearing to God.

So his scalp is a little numb. Isn't there a sleeping trough? Is there really something in the kitchen?

He swallowed his saliva, pressed Shirley's shoulder and said seriously, "do you see two children in the corner?"

Shirley nodded hard and asked in panic, "can't you see?"

Qin Shiou quickly took out his mobile phone. Unfortunately, he used his mobile phone to illuminate everything just now. There was no power. He forced it to start. After the mobile phone was turned on, it flickered, and then the screen turned black again.

"Fucking drop the chain!" Qin Shiou scolded. He looked back and saw tigers and leopards. He thought of the legend in his hometown that dogs can see ghosts, and immediately pulled them over.

The tiger and the leopard looked at him Mengmeng and wanted to have fun. Qin Shiou had to shoot them open and scolded, "damn you, you've lost your chain!"

A light suddenly lit up. Qin Shiou was startled. Looking back, Shirley turned on her mobile phone light.

"Look, are there two children there? Two boys, one with yellow hair and one with black hair? " Shirley said in panic with her mobile phone light shining on the corner.

Qin Shiou had the courage to look at it according to Shirley's small hand, and then saw that there were really two children, one with yellow hair and the other with black hair, but they were attached to the refrigerator door, and there was a line of letters on the top of the other two children: Haie