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Chapter 2667 Female Ghost

The girl with the ponytail was stunned for a moment.

Then he nodded in reaction.

"Uh-huh."

"That's right."

"Even if you mean well, if it's someone you know, forget it..."

stranger……

I came over and said this to myself without any end...

Anyone would be angry.

It depends on whether the anger is big or small.



"I don't know if she means well..."

The short-haired girl pursed her lips.

"That's what she said."

"I want to see who is so rude..."

"But it took me a long time to find..."

"I didn't find her whereabouts."

"I'm weird."

"But the time agreed with you is coming."

"I just gave up."

"I just thought I met a strange person today."

"I was thinking that I would tell you when I come over later..."

At that time, she was still in the mood to share similar anecdotes with her friends.

I think this is a pretty interesting thing.

did not think of……

After a few minutes, she completely lost her "leisure and elegance".

She is simply unlucky.

The "wonderful" experience along the way was still fresh in her memory, with her teeth gritted and her face ashen.

She didn't want to remember it again at all.

It's so embarrassing.

It's too embarrassing.



Of course, the point is not actually here.

After seeing her friend, being comforted by her friend, and being treated to a treat by her friend, she felt much calmer.

As she said herself.

Who doesn’t have bad times?

The bad luck has passed.

At most, I cursed a few words at that time.

Very few people will be grieved or fussy about it afterwards.

However, after the depression caused by bad luck was relieved, another emotion gradually filled her heart.

At that time, a strange feeling amplified in her heart.

Looking back at that time, the more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong.

Incomprehensible words...and an invisible speaking figure...

She heard that sentence correctly.

And as soon as she heard it, she turned around to look for the source of the sound.

But nothing was found.

She was the only one in that position.

This basically rules out the possibility that the sentence was said to someone else.



So……

Where are people?

Those words sounded to her as if they were said near her.

But why can't she find anyone?

Forget about the little girl, there was no other woman other than her at close range.



An old lady carrying a cloth bag slowly walked towards her direction.

She couldn't help but stare at the old lady.

There was doubt and uncertainty in his eyes.



"Young man, is something wrong?"

No matter how dull the old lady was, she still noticed the sight of the short-haired girl.



The old voice, which matched the appearance of an old man, made the short-haired girl stunned.

Not...this voice...

Too……

What is she thinking?

How could the sound just now come from this old man?

That's too-

She shook her head.

"Monster" right?



"fine."

The girl with short hair smiled a little embarrassedly.

"I was in a trance just now."



The old lady smiled and nodded to the short-haired girl.

Then he took steps again.

Walk forward slowly.



The girl with short hair stared at the old man's back.

Until a pedestrian blocked her view.

She glanced at her phone casually.

The time on her phone shocked her.

Unknowingly, she spent too much time here.

It's almost time for her to make an appointment with her friend.

She immediately started to hurry.

At that time, she thought the incident would just go away...

It's just a small episode.

Who would have thought...

She is still brooding over what happened at that time.

If I had known she would have been more careful...

Spend more time looking for it more carefully...

It's better than the current "scratching head and cheeks" and being puzzled.



"……ah……"

After a while, the girl with the ponytail responded dryly.

"Qiqi."

Girls with ponytails hesitate to speak.

She really feels...

Don’t girls with short hair think too much about these?

But I heard something by chance on the way...

"Since you haven't found anyone to talk to..."

The girl with the ponytail thinks carefully about her words.

"Is it possible that I didn't tell you that..."



"I was the only one there at the time."

Why didn’t the girl with ponytail talk about the girl with short hair?

However, judging from the clarity of the sounds she heard and the empty environment nearby...

The target of that sentence is highly likely to be her.

Moreover, her subsequent experiences also fulfilled that sentence.

"I'm really unlucky."



The girl with short hair squeezed her hands.

This is what worries her the most.

She turned out to be just as the incomprehensible voice said... unlucky.

Goosebumps appeared all over her body.



"ah……."

The girl with the ponytail unconsciously uttered a modal particle.

She wanted to say it was a coincidence.

But it seems too coincidental...

Although this possibility is not impossible...

"...Then what do you think now?"

Girls with ponytails don’t quite understand the current psychology of girls with short hair.

"Even if they are really accurate..."

So what?

"Maybe you met an expert?"

The girl with the ponytail said quite optimistically.



"But I didn't see anyone!"

The short-haired girl growled.

"The sound sounded like it came out of thin air."

"Don't you think it's weird?"

The girl with short hair stretched out her hands and rubbed her arms.

"It's almost like a supernatural event."

"Will..."

The short-haired girl lowered her voice, with a bit of panic on her face, "Actually, there is someone behind me..."

The girl with short hair took a deep breath.

Then slowly said the last two words.

"F-ghost."

The voice was almost breathy and hoarse and indistinct.

The girl with the ponytail suddenly became excited.

She stepped back slightly.

She was a little intimidated by girls with short hair.

"What, what kind of female ghost?"

The girl with the ponytail smiled a little stiffly.

"Qiqi, you should be more normal."

"The way you look now...is a bit scary."

On the contrary, she felt that the short-haired girl looked a bit like she was possessed by a female ghost.



"I am serious."

The girl with short hair did not listen to the girl with ponytail.

She was immersed in her own speculation.

"Only I can see..."

"The female ghost that no one else can see..."

"Why……"

"Maybe it's a female ghost who has something to do with me?"

"blood relation?"

"So she can tell that I'm going to be in trouble..."

"She can see my numerology..."



The girl with the ponytail twitched her mouth.

Girls with short hair are becoming more and more mysterious the more they talk about it.

What is this all about?

Female ghost?

What era are we in now?

Why do girls with short hair still believe in female ghosts?

She didn't even know before...that girls with short hair are such "superstitious" people...

She couldn't stand what the girls with short hair said.


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