When Xiao Yu saw that the greedy 'ghost' on the stage was about to be thrown into the steaming oil pan, Ling Fan next to him tried to explain that the steaming oil pan was just an illusion.
In fact, the oil in the oil pan is cold oil, and the bubbles are just caused by the evaporation of the dry ice below.
"Oh, that's it, I understand." Xiao Yu looked like he suddenly realized it. He put his thin fingers on his chin and said innocently. Then Xiao Yu looked at Ling Fan again and smiled in admiration: "You are so awesome.
, you know so much, how do you know?"
Ling Fan sighed and said with a smile: "This... this... hehe, I saw it from the TV, hahahaha." Then Ling Fan sighed secretly in his heart. In fact, he learned it from the memo that his brother left for him.
After seeing it, he was also depressed about why his brother was so interested in these things. It seemed that he still didn't know enough about his brother Ling Feng.
On the stage, two ghost guards in black uniforms were holding up the soul who had committed greed and were about to throw him into the pot of oil. The Hell's Angels, who were in charge of the punishment of hell, were using strange spells to cast off the ghost.
Chai raised the ghost high and walked to the side of the oil pan. All the students in the audience watched this extremely exciting moment in silence.
At this moment, suddenly, there was a bang, and the entire stage became extremely dark. Ling Fan was shocked, thinking that maybe it was designed to create a stage effect.
Sure enough, just as Ling Fan expected, in a moment, there was another bang, and a beam of strong light shone on the two ghosts, shining on the ghost who had committed lust. As soon as he saw the two ghosts, he
When he was about to throw the ghost into the oil pan, there was another bang, and another bright light appeared. The strong light shone in the mid-air of the stage. Under the strong light was a man wearing a black cloak. Only that person could be seen.
Hanging in mid-air, it feels like flying.
"Hehe... Hehe..." Strange and eerie laughter sounded from under the black cloak, and the entire auditorium was filled with weird laughter. The sound was shrill as if coming from hell.
"What the hell is this?!" Xiao Yu stared at the black figure and exclaimed in surprise.
Ling Fan was also staring intently at the strange black figure hanging in the air, and he was also confused in his heart. Could it be that this was also used to create a stage effect?!
Suddenly, the black cloak ripped open the cloak with a roar. The moment the cloak shook, everyone in the audience screamed. Ling Fan also stared closely at the terrifying figure, only the whole body of the black shadow could be seen.
It was covered with a piece of dirty brown cloth, and around its neck was a pumpkin monster head, with red flames flashing in the eye holes, flickering strangely, like the fire of hell.
"Hehe... Hehe... Anyone who commits greed will be thrown into the pan. What are you waiting for? Throw him out quickly!" The weird pumpkin monster lowered his head towards the two ghosts below.
Cha shouted, and the voice simply didn't sound like a human voice.
The two actors pretending to be ghosts looked at each other, then smiled at each other, and then threw the ghost into the pot.
For some reason, Ling Fan's unique sixth sense suddenly became aware of a palpitation in his heart. He stood up suddenly and shouted at the two ghosts on the stage: "Don't throw it away!"
The ghosts on the stage were conquered by Ling Fan's shouting, but it was already too late, the soul had already been thrown into the oil pot.
Right here, there were two tom sounds, and the bright light suddenly disappeared, and then almost instantly a terrifying scream sounded on the stage: "Ah————————————
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The terrifying screams had almost reached the limit of human beings. Everyone present was shocked, and their hearts could not help but tremble with the terrifying screams.
"Hehe... Hehe... Hehe..." The weird and sharp laughter sounded again.
Weird laughter and terrifying shouts echoed on the dark stage, tearing at everyone's psychological endurance.
Suddenly, another terrifying scene appeared on the stage. Bright light burst out, and a figure stood out from the oil pan. The raging flames burned on his body. He kept baring his teeth and flexing his claws.
He screamed and screamed in terror.
"Hehe...hehe...hehe...hehe" the weird smile sounded again, and the weird pumpkin above the burning figure could not help but rise, making a weird and sharp ghost laugh, and with a cry,
The weird pumpkin monster disappeared from the stage, and the entire stage suddenly fell into darkness again. Only the figure with the flames on his body kept shouting and tearing in the oil pan.
Gradually, the horrifying shouts subsided, and the black figure gradually sank into the oil pot, and soon even the tearing hands were gradually submerged in it.
In an instant, the black auditorium was extremely quiet, except for the blazing fire still burning in the oil pot.
Suddenly, there was a burst of fierce applause, and then everyone cheered. No one thought that the amateur drama club could perform such a realistic performance, and cheers suddenly erupted.
Looking at Ling Fan again, he saw extremely horrified eyes and a drop of sweat dripping from his hairline. He clutched his boxer tightly and kept shouting in his heart: "No! No! No! No..."
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The auditorium was still dark, and the auditorium was filled with applause and cheers. Xiao Yuqian flapped her nose slightly, frowned and said: "Tianyu, do you smell anything strange?
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Tianyu sniffed the smell in the air carefully and said, "It smells like barbecue..."
"Turn on the lights! Turn on the lights quickly!" Ling Fan suddenly stood up and shouted toward the stage.
Ling Fan's shouts immediately drowned out the applause and shouts in the auditorium. Everyone couldn't help but shout. All eyes turned to Ling Fan. Many people whispered about what was going on, but Ling Fan's eyes were tight.
Staring closely at the stage, staring at the burning oil pan.
"Boom-boom--"
After a burst of sound, bright lights suddenly filled the entire stage, making the stage as bright as day.
At this moment, terrifying screams suddenly sounded from the stage, and a girl collapsed on the stage with a thud. Her blue eyes revealed a terrifying look, and she stretched out her trembling arms.
Pointing at the oil pan and shouting: "He... he... he is dead... dead!"
After the actors gathered together, they ran to the oil pan to check. The timid girl couldn't help but collapse to the ground in fear, and the bold boy's expression also changed.
Ling Fan jumped onto the table with a roar, jumped out of his seat in a few big steps, and then rushed onto the stage to push the actors away. Sure enough, as Ling Fan feared, there was a black figure floating in the oil pan.
Huhu's corpse, a smell like barbecue came out of the oil pan.
"Get out of the way!" A yelling voice suddenly sounded. The actors were immediately startled and hurriedly moved out of the way, only to see Tian Yu and Xiao Yu passing by.
"Oh my God!" Xiao Yu exclaimed when she saw the body of the oil pan.
Although Tian Yu had seen all kinds of horrific scenes, her expression still changed despite this.
"Get out of the way! Let the old principal pass by!" A middle-aged man's voice sounded on the stage.
I saw a middle-aged man wearing black-rimmed glasses supporting an old man walking over. When he saw the tragic scene in the oil pan, his expression changed, and with a bang, the crutch in his hand fell to the stage.
The body immediately collapsed to the ground.
"Old principal! Old principal!" Everyone immediately screamed and rushed over.
Ling Fan gritted his teeth tightly. At this time, his mind was filled with the burning figure with teeth and claws in the darkness. Suddenly, he thought of the pumpkin monster that kept screaming. He hurriedly moved toward
The actors looked around and were suddenly shocked. They saw that none of the actors on the stage was wearing the weird pumpkin shape!
Soon, the shrill whistle of the siren tore through the calmness of the Bauhinia Garden. A 120 ambulance stopped in front of the auditorium. Two nurses and a doctor rushed in with a wheelchair and a bed. Everyone helped the old principal up.
The doctor quickly put an oxygen mask on the old principal's face, and then two nurses pushed the old principal out of the auditorium.
At this moment, Hong Feng and several policemen also rushed into the auditorium. As soon as Hong Feng saw Ling Fan, he shouted: "Ling Fan, what's going on?!"
Ling Fan didn't speak, he just kept running back and forth between the front and back of the stage, looking for what he wanted like a hound.
Xiao Yu hurriedly answered, pointed at the big oil pan on the stage, gritted his teeth and said: "Stop talking, let's take a look first."
Hong Feng frowned and walked through the crowd and walked to the oil pan. He immediately covered his nose tightly, opened his eyes wide, and said in shock: "This is..."
"It's a corpse. It was burned alive. It was burned alive right in front of our eyes." Ling Fan returned to the front desk from the backstage at some point. He walked to the oil pot and said in a deep voice.
Hong Feng was shocked: "Being burned alive in front of you?!"
Ling Fan shook his head gently, looked down at the corpse in the oil pan, and said: "You were not burned to death in front of me, but you were burned to death in front of all of us!" As he said,
Ling Fan gritted his teeth fiercely, his face trembling as a result, his fists clenched tightly, and his nails dug deeply into his palms.
"No! Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" A cry of surprise rang out, and a tall young man with yellow hair and blue eyes rushed forward.
I saw the tall foreign young man with blue eyes shouting in proficient Chinese: "It's impossible, the oil in the pot is cold. How could cold oil burn someone to death!"
Hong Feng's expression changed, he pointed at the miserable situation in the pot and said sternly: "If the oil is cold, how do you explain this black thing? Is it fake?!"
The blue-eyed young man also had a puzzled look on his face, shook his head and said: "I don't know, I really don't know."
Ling Fan looked at the tall young man with blue eyes and asked, "Excuse me, who is responsible for preparing the oil pan in the stage play?"
As soon as these words came out, the blue-eyed young man's body trembled, his lips trembled violently, and he said: "It's...it's me..."