Chapter 888 I’ll scare you to death if I tell you my identity 1

On a rainy night, the sky is extremely dark, and dark clouds cover the moon tightly, as if the whole world has been swallowed by darkness.

In a villa in the forest.

Several boys of seventeen or eighteen years old rushed in with flashlights, wiping the moisture from their hair and bodies with towels, and couldn't help but complain.

"What the hell is this weather? The weather forecast says it will be sunny today, can you be more accurate?"

"Fortunately we prepared flashlights, otherwise we wouldn't be able to find our way in this pitch black place."

"Hey? Don't you think this weather is more suitable for visiting a haunted house?"

"Oh yes, check to see if the bag is wet. Those tools will be useless if they get wet, right?"

"...Don't tell me that you are still planning to continue summoning that pen fairy. Damn it, bro, are you really not afraid? You are already very evil just by coming to this place, okay?!"

Seeing that everyone was taking it for granted, the boy collapsed for a moment and then turned to look for the people around him.

"Brother Zhao, brother, stop them quickly. This thing is evil. What if it is really summoned?"

Listening to the noise in his ears, Song Lizhao frowned slightly, feeling a little annoyed.

He lowered his eyes and casually wiped his hair with a towel, his dark eyes looking a bit casual.

"Isn't that what you came here for today? If you're afraid, just hide."

Several people behind followed suit.

"That's right, if you're afraid, just hide. Didn't we agree to try today to see if this works?"

"Second brother, tell me who you want to ask? Are we, Master Song, a timid person?"

The boy felt like crying when he heard this, but he didn't dare to leave alone in such a place, so he hugged the boy tightly.

"Brother, can I call you dad? You must never abandon me."

Feeling his arm being held by someone, Song Lizhao snorted lightly.

"Can you be of some use?"

The boy shook his head silently at this. He was as cowardly as he wanted.

"Brother Zhao, I'm really scared of this thing. Don't you know that the end of the world is metaphysics? Maybe, maybe those things really exist?"

The young man chuckled lowly and simply didn't bother to care about him. He put the towel aside and raised his eyes to look at the others.

"Go and see if the lights in the villa can be turned on?"

One boy sighed and groped away with a flashlight, while the rest counted the tools they had brought.

Song Lizhao leaned against the window, casually took out a lighter from his pocket, and played with it gently with his snow-white fingertips.

Under the bright firelight, the boy's good-looking appearance was faintly visible.

He looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a black hooded sweatshirt. His short hair had been wiped casually because it had been caught in the rain. It was now messy and hanging on the top of his head, with a few strands hanging down on his forehead, lining up against the background.

Exquisite eyebrows.

He lowered his eyes slightly, his long eyelashes blocking the look under his eyes, and his thin lips were slightly pursed, giving him a full youthful look.

It looks wild and wanton.

The group of people are all second-generation rich people with prominent families. They have just entered college. They have nothing to do every day and like to find excitement.

I heard that this villa is a famous haunted house. A group of people don't believe in evil, so they thought about giving it a try sometime. In addition, there is a method to summon the Pen Fairy that is very popular on the Internet recently. They discussed it and decided to try it together.

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Originally there was no class this afternoon, but it was far away and it started raining halfway. By the time everyone reached the outskirts, it was already evening.

The people next to me heard the crisp sound of the lighter, couldn't help but look over, and then murmured.

"Why does Brother Zhao always carry a lighter with him?"
Chapter completed!