Amitabha! God bless you, there must never be a ghost in that dilapidated house.
Finally, when my knees were soft and cotton, and I was still five centimeters away from kneeling on the ground, we arrived at the door of the haunted house.
I hid behind Sima Yang and didn't even dare to breathe too loudly.
Hu Xiang, who was originally trembling with fear, immediately became lively as soon as he reached the lawn with firelight, and jumped out from behind Sima Qing: "Is there a ghost? Brother Qing, one by one."
Huh? Why is there no sound? [
I raised my head suspiciously, and Hu Xiang's body fell crookedly toward the ground like melted maltose.
Ah... fainted, Huxiang fainted!
I quickly got out from behind Sima Yang and rushed over...
Although it was very uncomfortable to be pressed down like a pillow, I finally picked up Zhu Xiang! Whoops
Damn it, were those two Sima Yang brothers asked by Duke Zhou to play chess? They let Hu Xiang fall down without even trying to help him.
I crawled out from under Hu Xiang, with a burst of fire in my eyes. I jumped up and wanted to give each of them a chestnut on the back of their heads, but my eyes were frightened by the green will-o'-the-wisps flying over the courtyard of the haunted house!
Mommy! There is a ghost!
Due to excessive fright, I tilted my head heavily and fainted!