Although this is indeed the most likely way to verify whether there are ghosts in the world, no one is stupid enough to commit suicide just to find out whether there are ghosts.
They are still young and still have a lot of time to waste, so they don't do such stupid things.
However, when these so-called Ten Ways to See Ghosts came out of Zhang Dali's mouth, although they sounded ordinary, they were somewhat absurd and weird in the atmosphere deliberately created at this moment.
For this group of young people with strong hormones, it is just right.
After all, none of these ten methods are very difficult, and some of them can indeed be tried, so even the three girls couldn't help but have a look of eagerness to try on their faces after hearing this.
Seeing that the atmosphere was almost created, Zhang Dali felt even more proud, feeling that he was probably the most popular boy in the whole classroom now.
Then he said: "How about it? Are you interested in giving it a try? Maybe you can really see ghosts?"
Looking at his triumphant look, Zhang Ming was obviously a little dissatisfied and said: "I feel that what you said is all false. What if you don't see ghosts after trying it?"
Zhang Dali couldn't help but glared at Zhang Ming. Although they both had the surname Zhang, he had no intention of giving any face to this family who didn't know who he was from hundreds of years ago.
"What stupid things are you saying? Didn't I see that soon it was verified that what I just said was false? Am I still really responsible for these things? I only heard it from the mouths of the older generation.
Come on, you don’t know if it’s true or not, so you need to try it.”
Zhang Ming was speechless immediately. There was nothing wrong with what he said, but it made him feel very embarrassed to be so embarrassed in front of girls.
Just when he was still about to say something, the girl named Tongtong said slightly excitedly: "Then let's try it without further ado. There should be a few that we can try."
As the core figure in the supernatural club spoke up, others would naturally listen. As for whether there are really ghosts or something, they definitely didn't believe it.
After all, in this age, if you still talk about such superstitious things, you will only be regarded as a liar.
But when it comes to picking up girls, the most correct way is to go along with them, even if it's feudal superstition, there's no shame in it. As for who can hold the beauty in his arms in the end, it all depends on the individual's ability.
"According to what classmate Dali said, I think we can try the first, third, sixth, and ninth types. The other conditions are limited, and the eighth type... ahem
, we boys can’t go to the girls’ dormitory.”
The person who spoke was another boy wearing glasses. He looked quite polite, but his appearance was ordinary and not outstanding. As soon as he said these words, he immediately attracted ridicule from the other two girls.
"Wang Lei, I think your real purpose is to go to the girls' dormitory~"
"It's a beautiful idea, but you won't be able to pass the dormitory housekeeper's test."
"Hahahahaha~~"
"..."
After the joke, a group of people walked towards the door of the classroom, ready to try the so-called ten methods of seeing ghosts.
Judging from the current conditions, the only ones that can be tried are the first, third, sixth, and ninth types. In the eyes of this group of young people, whether they can see ghosts is not important.
It is the sensory and psychological stimulation brought about by the process of trying.
As for whether there will be any consequences from doing so, it is not within the scope of their consideration.
Perhaps just like what most people who have received education in modern society think, in fact, they do not really think that there are real ghosts in this world.
This is just a boring late-night game at best. How big of a European country can it be stirred up?
Soon, the group of people came to the stairs, where they came to try the third method among the ten methods of seeing ghosts.
The third method among the ten ways to see ghosts is to go upstairs in the dark in the corridor without lights at night. When going up the stairs, imitate the zombie jump, with arms straight out and an expressionless face. Jump up the stairs and then jump down again. Repeat. When
When you feel extremely spooky, ghosts will appear and dance with you.
Although it sounds a bit ridiculous, these people still plan to try it.
"The method says to stay in the corridor without lights at night, but the lights in our corridors are all sensor lights. What should we do?"
This was a problem. After hearing this, everyone couldn't help but look up at the bright incandescent lights above their heads. The light bulbs emitted bright lights just because they sensed the arrival of several people, exuding a warm feeling in the dark night.
But in this case, there is no way to try that damn method.
At this time, Zhang Ming volunteered to stand up: "I know where the switch is. I'll pull it off."
This is a good idea.
However, some of them began to worry: "If the switch is turned off, if someone finds out, you will definitely be criticized the next day, right?"
"Hey, what's this?"
Zhang Dali said disdainfully: "We are just testing it, and it won't take long. We will open the gate after the experiment is completed. Who knows."
"That's right."
"Zhang Ming, go quickly."
"..."
Soon, the electric switch was knocked down, and the entire corridor suddenly fell into darkness again.
"Okay, then I'll go first now, and you guys can help me keep an eye on it to see if any ghosts appear."
Zhang Dali volunteered to be the first experimenter. He stood in front of the first step and did the zombie jump as described in The Ghost Ten Methods. He stretched his arms straight and jumped up expressionlessly.
One step, two steps, three steps, four steps, five steps, six steps, seven steps, eight steps, nine steps, ten steps...
When he jumped up the last step, he suddenly froze and stood there motionless.
The sudden change suddenly made everyone confused.
"Hello? Zhang Dali, are you okay?"
"Could something really happen?"
"Zhang Dali, what are you doing? Don't scare us?"
"Maybe he did this on purpose and wanted to scare us."
Zhang Ming said, then walked up the steps and walked behind Zhang Dali. Just when he was about to reach out and push him, he suddenly found that Zhang Dali turned around slowly at this moment, his movements were extremely stiff.
The expression on his face was distorted and his forehead was covered with sweat.
Seeing this, Zhang Ming couldn't help but feel a little thump in his heart and had a bad premonition.
Could it be...could he really be possessed by a ghost?
Then he heard Zhang Dali's slightly painful voice: "Hurry... help me quickly, my feet are cramped..."