Chapter 529 Each Person Has A Horror Story

At this moment, Ye Nan suddenly received an invitation from the other party.

"Do you find life boring? Do you understand the true meaning of life? Are you interested in taking part in our challenge,' escape christmas eve'?"

Fang Zheng was surprised, "I'm not a member of your school club. Can I participate in your activities?"

Ye Nan said disapprovingly, "Actually, we are not a formal club. We don't have so many strict rules to restrict everyone. All we need to do is participate."

"And, you forgot, I am the president of the club."

The other three also persuaded Fang Zheng and the rain man one after another, but out of polite invitation, they were not as enthusiastic as Ye Nan.

Fang Zheng thought of the purpose of his trip. First, he pretended to be hesitant, then acted his part fully, and then hesitated to agree to the invitation.

"That's good! I'm tired of living every day, just eating and defecating!"

Fang Zheng hesitated, gritted his teeth, and then made a firm decision, which fully showed a person's entanglement and fear, and also wanted to challenge the inner activities of new things.

"Madmen, they are all madmen. I won't go crazy with you!" The man winked at Fang Zheng. Maybe he saw something wrong and wanted to take Fang Zheng with him.

Fang Zheng didn't seem to notice that the shelter man gritted his teeth and rushed out of the welfare home alone in the rain.

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When Fang Zheng joined this small group, the other three obviously got closer to Fang Zheng, became more enthusiastic, and began to introduce themselves.

Zhu Ziming was a tall, thin young man with studs on his ears.

Li Juanjuan was a quiet girl with thick frames.

Zhang hua, on the other hand, was a fatso with an ordinary appearance and a little wooden and inarticulate.

Fang Zheng observed that Zhang Hua would secretly look at Li Juanjuan from time to time. Every time he looked at Li Juanjuan, his eyes were filled with adoration. It was obvious that this fat and dead house had been secretly in love with Li Juanjuan for a long time, and then came to this club party with the goddess in his heart.

"I don't know what you should call it yet?"

"Chen Chichi."

"So it's brother chen."

"Easy to say, easy to say."

"What does brother chen do?"

"Freelancer, you can also call me a national classical percussion instrument lover, or you can call me a musician directly."

Patter, patter.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the empty stairwell, and several flashlights shone back and forth in the darkness. A few people walked and chatted as they walked towards the third floor.

"Ah, brother chen, are you a musician?" Li Juanjuan looked at Fang Zheng in surprise. The little girl with glasses stuck out her tongue cutely.

Zhang Hua, who had been walking beside Li Juanjuan, lowered his head. In the dark corridor, he could only vaguely see his side face and could not see his facial expression clearly.

From the first floor to the third floor, they arrived very quickly. The room was still the same as it was during the day, with cans, plastic bags, and all kinds of garbage piled up here.

At the same time, there were still furniture, electrical appliances, children's toys and so on on the ground that were burnt out by the fire ten years ago.

The walls, ceilings, and floors were all black, and the ceiling was riddled with fire.

At this point, the obvious difference between a new player and an old player can be seen.

Ye Nan and the others, who had already challenged him four times, spent four nights safely on christmas eve. Once they entered the burning room, they all appeared calm and collected.

Ye Nan skillfully lit a few unfinished candles on the ground.

Only Fang Zheng, the new player, was curious to see how Ye Nan and the others were behaving.

"How is it possible to successfully challenge' christmas eve' and sleep in the room until dawn?" Fang Zheng asked as he watched Ye Nan's busy figure squatting on the ground with a lighter.

The answer this time was not Ye Nan, but a tall and thin young man named Zhu Ziming. He nodded to Fang Zheng in a friendly manner and then briefly introduced the challenge, "It's very simple. Everyone sit together until dawn, even if the challenge succeeds."

"But this place we are sitting around is not an ordinary place."

Fang Zheng asked what the difference was.

"This room is the one that has burned the most people. Ten years ago, the fire at the welfare home was extinguished from midnight until morning. At that time, the room standing right under our feet was found six bodies by fire fighters."

"Six children, knocked down by the burning ceiling above their heads and swallowed up by the fire, see the holes in the ceiling above their heads? We are now standing where the six children died."

Fang Zheng subconsciously looked up at the ceiling above him, only to see a big black hole.

"We sat under a hole in the ceiling, where six children died, and spent the night safely, even if the challenge was successful." There was no fear or awe of the dead on Zhu Ziming's face.

Perhaps people like them, who like to seek excitement, secretly yearn to encounter something more exciting.

"You said that you had challenged here for four nights, and during that time, you didn't encounter any strange things? Or strange people?"

Fang Zheng's seemingly casual remark was actually asking if these people had seen the missing Professor Tao last night.

"Weird? Weird? No... Did you see that?"

The others shook their heads.

"The only weird thing to say is the first night we came to the orphanage. Someone ran a red light and was killed by a truck on the road outside the orphanage." Zhu Ziming seemed to have thought of something and suddenly said with a start.

Fang Zheng frowned quietly and immediately let go.

Professor Tao isn't here?

Or... Are these people lying?

When the candles were lit in the room, they brightened up a little. The window was black, and it was exceptionally quiet and quiet.

At this moment, everyone began to sit together.

They sat around the black hole in the ceiling. As soon as they looked up, the black hole seemed like a black ghost falling down, a little oppressive.

The so-called beam press top, also known as the beam bed in ancient times, ghost press beam, is when the bed is placed under the beam, people in their sleep, prone to some strange things.

The older generation said that people who slept under the beams suffered the whole house's bad breath.

If a person sleeps under a beam, it will affect his sleep and wake up easily in the middle of the night. This is still a small matter.

Ghost pressure bed, nightmare, anything can happen, so it is called ghost pressure beam.

"Brother chen, I wonder if you can tell scary stories?" After the five of them sat in a circle, Ye Nan asked Fang Zheng for no reason.

"What?" Fang Zheng's eyes moved, but his face remained calm.

"It would be a little too boring to just spend the night in a room, and it would lose the meaning of this challenge. Besides spending the night in the welfare home, we will also have a challenge of a horror story for each of us to increase the difficulty of the challenge."

"Our club was founded, which originally included horror story clubs, outdoor adventures, and the search for material for folk spiritual stories."

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