"Hey! It's so exciting to hear a ghost in the middle of the night!"
"Same feeling, I don't know if it's a male ghost or a female ghost, I hope it's a beautiful female ghost!"
"Σ(⊙▽⊙"a??? Upstairs, do you have a bold idea?"
"Hey! That's necessary!"
"Awesome...can you control yourself?"
"Don't worry, I've been single for twenty-eight years and have a pair of unicorn arms. I can't say I'm invincible, but I'm definitely hard to beat!"
"?????"
"Well, it sounds like you are awesome...but think about it carefully, brother, you have to be so ugly that you can't find a girlfriend for twenty-eight years???"
"(??へ??╬)!!! Roll, roll, roll! I am a jade tree facing the wind, charming and graceful..."
"Hey, how pitiful, another one is crazy..."
"Yes, it's so pitiful. The guardian of our village is also twenty-eight years old this year... Everyone has a wife, hey, what a world!"
“….”
"╮(╯▽╰)╭, I said, what nonsense are you guys talking about? Aren't we talking about ghosts? How on earth did you go from ghosts to whether you have a wife or not?
?????”
Ding dong, Lao Wang next door appears, "Hey, maybe it's because my wife is scarier than a ghost sometimes."
A crowd of married male idiots in the audience: “?(?>?)?!!!”
"Lao Wang next door, you really deserve your name!"
"Well said! No wonder you can become the old king next door!"
"admire!"
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Under the huge banyan tree.
In this dark period before dawn, the fat man suddenly said that there was a ghost in the tree...
Ding!
Hu Bayi heard: "┌(.Д.)┐!!!"
Hu Bayi was naturally frightened, and instinctively attacked the fat man: "Damn it, fat man, don't be so crow-mouthed!!!"
"Lao Hu, what I said is true, it's really a ghost... Didn't the tea seller and the proprietress say that the locals don't dare to come here at all, even if there are quarry workers coming, they definitely don't dare to come here.
I spent the night alone because I was afraid I might encounter a ghost!"
The fat man responded in a tight voice with a tight face, "It's just a rumor, but it may not be without reason!! The locals say there are ghosts, so it can't be just a rumor."
"And don't forget, when King Xian was here, I don't know how many people were killed with that evil evil technique... If I were killed by that method, I would definitely not be willing to accept it, and I would definitely turn into a ghost, here.
Keep swaying, keep swaying..."
The fat man said this in one breath...
Just saying it doesn't matter...
However, as the fat man spoke, his tone and demeanor gave off a little bit of the flavor of telling a ghost story...
then.
In the dark primeval forest, it’s past three in the morning.
The atmosphere of terror, accompanied by the fat man's words... From a certain point of view, they were really reasonable and well-founded words, slowly, slowly drifted away...
hiss!!!
"It's really scary." In this atmosphere, Ding Ze couldn't help but take a breath silently.
'If I didn't know what was going on in the banyan tree, I would really think there was a ghost here!'
Ding Ze thought of this question silently.
At this time, Shirley Yang turned towards the fat man and said with a very solemn expression, "I don't believe there are real ghosts in this world. There must be a reasonable explanation for the appearance of this Morse code."
After speaking, Shirley Yang withdrew her gaze, and her eyes fell again on the thick trunk above the banyan tree.
These two banyan trees, which are intertwined together and have grown for more than two thousand years, are really big and very tall... It is no exaggeration to say that they have truly reached the point of blocking out the sky and the sun.
Therefore, standing under the tree and looking up... let alone night, even during the day, it is almost impossible to see the situation above clearly at a glance.
Shirley Yang watched for a short while, about five or six seconds, and suddenly there was another voice, "I'm sure this voice contains a piece of Morse code that represents a request for help. Maybe someone came here before we came in.
Still inside."
After saying that, Shirley Yang looked at Hu Bayi, her intention was obviously to seek support.
"I'll go up and take a look," Shirley Yang said.
Hear the words.
Fatty: “╰(*°▽°*)╯!!!”
Hu Bayi: “(ΩДΩ)!!!”
The fat man was so anxious that cold sweat broke out on his forehead, "Ms. Yang, that's a ghost. Aren't you looking for death? Our target is those bright weapons, the Muchen Beads. You go up and see the shit!!!"
The words of a fat man are rough but not rough.
Hu Ba nodded and agreed, "Ms. Yang, I think what the fat man said makes sense...and, after hearing what the fat man said, I thought of a possibility..."
"I think this may be a ghost signal... Look at the red moon tonight, and the fog in the forest is getting thicker. From a Feng Shui perspective, these are bad omens..."
The words floated into the air.
Ding Ze: "????"
Shirley Young: “??????”
A bunch of idiotic viewers in the live broadcast room: "?????"
"Holy shit!!! Is Hu Bayi taking the opportunity to race?"
"You big-headed devil! It's you who are evil. Hu Bayi clearly said it was an omen of great evil!"
"Oh, this is a bad omen and it's not that bra! Then I have another question."
"what is the problem?"
"Why didn't Hu Bayi just say it was a bad omen?"
“o((⊙﹏⊙))o…….”
"If he says it, you will definitely have to make a fuss about the big murder again!!!"
Dingdong, Lao Wang next door must appear at this time, "Hey! You are so good and bad, I like it so much!"
A group of spectators: "(*^▽^*)!!!"
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'Probably, this is what the legend says, the speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention,' Ding Ze thought with a silent smile.
Hu Bayi's words continued.
"Because of this bad omen, I'm sure there must be a dead person in the tree. Miss Yang, it's definitely not good to go up there. Even if we don't set off right away, it's best to wait here. As soon as it gets dark, we'll set off."
The eighties.
People's thoughts are generally relatively simple.
Naturally, Shirley Yang didn't care about whether it was a bad omen or not. When she heard this, she directly asked in confusion, "What is a ghost signal? Why haven't I heard of it at all? Lao Hu, do you also believe in ghosts?"
"
Hu Bayi: “￣□￣｜｜”
"Ms. Yang, I would rather believe that they exist than not. Ghost signals do exist. I used to be in the army, and there were legends of ghost signals in the army..."
"It is said that in some remote areas, especially troops in remote mountainous areas, they often receive inexplicable signals on the radio in the middle of the night."
"Some are asking for help, some are warnings, and there are all kinds of contents."
"After receiving such a signal, the army will send people to find out what is going on. As a result, those who left have never returned. They will not see anyone alive or dead..."
Hu Bayi's tone, at this moment, was already very clear and nervous, "Miss Yang, you can't go. Let's wait until dawn."
"That's right." Hearing this, the fat man was so frightened that he almost peed. He immediately nodded repeatedly and echoed, "Ms. Yang, I know you grew up abroad and don't believe in these things. But the legend of ghosts and ghosts has become a reality in our country.
It has been passed down for thousands of years... We fight upside down, and we are dealing with graves and rice dumplings. We must remain in awe, otherwise our lives will be at risk!!"
Shirley Yang: “╮(╯▽╰)╭”
The word helplessness is clearly written on his face.
Shirley Yang looked like she was going to be depressed, "You two are so grown-up, eh..."
With that said, Shirley Yang turned to Ding Ze, "Mr. Ding, what do you think?"