He accidentally bumped into the witch while flying on his sword.

"In this kind of weather, you should tell ghost stories, right?"

Chen Shun pondered for a moment and then nodded.

Rather, he was the one most obsessed with ghosts and monsters.

"I support you, but haven't I told you enough ghost stories already?"

Chen Shun still remembered that when they were at the villa, these guys surrounded his Brother Lei and listened to his ghost stories for several nights.

Sure enough, Zhang Chi's expression immediately turned ugly upon hearing Chen Shun's words.

He did indeed recall the ghost stories that Lei Ge had told him.

Those events, supposedly based on Chen Shun's grandfather's personal experiences, were so real that they initially thought Lei Ge was telling Chen Shun's autobiography.

Although it is indeed an autobiography.

Perspective is a very real thing. Although it's not quite appropriate to apply it to ghost stories, it would be strange if people who have heard those eerie legends from the last century didn't find the modern, trivial ghost stories boring.

Zhang Chi naturally understood this principle as well. He knew that the ghost stories he had collected could never compare to the thrilling legends that Brother Lei had told him.

But he was unwilling to give up.

Zhang Chi looked up at the sky.

The gray color has filled the entire world.

"In this kind of weather, are you really not going to tell ghost stories?"

Zhang Chi's expression showed great regret.

It was physical education class, and the teachers at Luocheng No. 1 High School were too embarrassed to take up the class time, so they let them study on their own.

For some people, it really is a form of self-study.

"Then tell me, see if you can make me laugh, and I'll admit your ghost story is very interesting," Zhang Ze said coldly.

Chen Shun and Wang Rui both nodded in agreement.

Zhang Chi couldn't save face, so he could only say that he would definitely scare them.

"Now I'm going to start talking. Those of you who need to pee, go now." He pretended to be calm.

"Look at you, even what Brother Lei said didn't scare us to death, but you?" Wang Rui said disdainfully.

Zhang Chi rolled his eyes at him, ignored him, and then gathered his emotions for a while.

The sound of rain pattering outside the window mingled with the soft whispers inside the classroom.

It really created a great atmosphere.

The group stopped arguing with him, took a deep breath, and surrounded him, looking at him expectantly.

Noticing the commotion, Xu Hu and Pi Sheng quietly moved their chairs over.

Since there was nowhere else to put the chair, Pi Sheng had to squeeze into a chair with Xu Hu.

Some boys and girls who were too shy to come closer also perked up their ears to listen to the story.

"What I want to tell you is the story of my hometown neighborhood."

"When I was six years old, my family was still living in a row house in the old eastern district of Los Angeles. For some reason, the houses there were paved with very poor quality wooden planks. I don't know if you have ever stepped on wooden planks, the kind that make a creaking sound when you step on them."

"Those buildings had poor sound insulation. When I was a child, I was woken up more than once by the noise from my own home or the house next door. I used to hate the family next door.

"I tried plugging my ears, but it didn't work. The creaking sound between the wooden planks went straight through my eardrums, like it was ringing directly in my head!"

"Later, because I had to go to elementary school, I had to go to bed early and get up early every day. I complained to my parents about this. They couldn't persuade me otherwise, so they went to talk to the family next door."

"Only on that day did I see in its entirety how many people lived in my next-door neighbor's house. A couple, a toddler who had just learned to walk, and an elderly person who was bedridden."

"What frightened me the most was that the old man who was bedridden had only whites in his eyes, and he looked just like... look, the sky outside is gray and gloomy."

"And that kid, he doesn't look very bright."

"They said they would be more careful in the future and try not to make that creaking sound after 9 p.m.

"For a long time afterward, although I could still hear it occasionally, it no longer affected my sleep. I thought that was the end of it, but I never expected..."

At this point, Zhang Chi cleared his throat and pretended to take a sip of water.

This deliberate attempt to create an atmosphere and keep people in suspense drew disdain from everyone.

Zhang Chi didn't mind, smiled, and continued speaking:

"This went on peacefully for about three months, until the nightmare that I still remember vividly began to unfold."

Zhang Chi deliberately kept his voice low, and some timid girls quietly moved away from the group of boys.

Yunyi had already snuggled into Xiaodi's arms.

"Yiyi, are you that scared?"

"I'm not afraid at all, I just want to get close to you!" Yun Yi was still being stubborn, but her evasive eyes betrayed her.

"Wow!" Xiao Di suddenly pretended to be a dinosaur and raised his claws.

"Ugh...don't eat me..." Yun Yi was still immersed in Zhang Chi's story and quickly covered her head.

Xiao Di rubbed Yi Yi in her arms, laughing happily.

Chen Shun caught a glimpse of the commotion out of the corner of his eye and suddenly began to envy Xiao Di.

You can hug the little witch and even rub her.

“Keep going! I have to admit, your story has a certain appeal!” Wang Rui immediately kicked Zhang Chi.

Zhang Chi had no choice but to continue his narration:

"Later, one night I was sleeping soundly when I suddenly heard a super loud creaking sound coming from next door. It woke me up, but I didn't think much of it. I just felt very annoyed and could only cover my head with my pillow and try to sleep again. But the sound got louder and closer, as if it wasn't coming from next door, but from my own house!"

Everyone gasped in shock; Zhang Chi's house was truly terrifying.

"Then the sound was right next to my ear, drilling straight into my ear. I was scared, so I crawled under the covers and didn't dare to come out. I didn't dare to peek out until the sound had gone far away."

"As soon as I peeked out, the sound came back. I was terrified and had to crawl back under the covers. I believe that evil spirits won't violate the law of the ghost world that they can't harm people hiding under the covers."

"Later, I was so tired and sleepy, and I was so frightened, that I fell asleep in bed. When I woke up the next day, I'm not afraid of you laughing at me, but I drew a world map."

“I told my parents about it, and they said they didn’t hear any such noise last night. But my surprised look made them suspicious, so they went to knock on the door next door to ask what was going on.”

"But no one answered the door after knocking for a long time. Finally, our upstairs neighbor told my parents that the old man next door had passed away a week ago, and his family had all gone to keep vigil and were not at home at all. And last night was the seventh day after his death!"

Seeing his classmates who had been intimidated by him, Zhang Chi couldn't help but feel smug.

Who told you to look down on me just now?

Now everyone's speechless, right?

Of course, this ghost story is fake; Zhang Chi copied it from the internet.

To make it more realistic, he said it was his own personal experience.

After all, every ghost story begins with this premise.

"Hiss... This is interesting." Pi Sheng tightened his coat, suddenly feeling a bit chilly in the classroom.

Perhaps the atmosphere was just right, because people around them started to squeeze in.

It's still quite warm when a group of grown men are together.

"Damn it, can you stop hugging me? I have a girlfriend!" Xu Hu pushed Pi Sheng away in disgust.

No!

"vomit……"

The atmosphere was instantly lightened considerably by these two.

Everyone urged Zhang Chi to do another one.

Zhang Chi tilted his head back, searching his mind for another ghost story that he remembered vividly, intending to start fooling everyone.

"Um... I have something to say." Liu Lin raised her hand timidly.

She and Xu Hu exchanged a glance, and Xu Hu nodded.

Everyone's surprised gazes turned to Liu Lin.

"What's wrong, Liu Lin? You can tell ghost stories too?" Wang Rui asked.

"No, I won't..." Liu Lin denied.

"Then why are you getting involved..." Pi Sheng shrugged, then Xu Hu pinched his waist a few times.

"Stop arguing, listen to Linlin, that's not a ghost story. We experienced it ourselves, just two days ago." Xu Hu's expression was very serious.

Seeing this, everyone immediately became eager to hear Liu Lin's story.

"I won't tell ghost stories like Zhang Chi did. I'll just recount what happened on our way home from school that day." Liu Lin frowned, still looking a little scared.

“The night before last, it was raining just like today, but the rain was heavier that day. Hu Hu said he would take me home, and I happily agreed and went downstairs with him.”

Hu Hu, of course, refers to Xu Hu.

"I don't know if you've passed by the main building? As you all know, Hu Hu is from the Discipline Inspection Commission. That day, Hu Hu had to go to the main building to submit some materials, so I went with him."

"Isn't there a music classroom over in the main building? While I was waiting for Huhu to hand in her materials, I was looking around aimlessly, and I accidentally saw a figure flash by in the music classroom..."

Liu Lin spoke in a lower and lower voice, as if she didn't want to recall that scene.

"I thought I was seeing things, but after Hu Hu came out, I told him about it, and he took a look too. He also saw a figure inside!"

Liu Lin's voice trembled slightly.

"Linlin, don't say anymore, I'll take care of the rest," Xu Hu said with concern.

Liu Lin nodded and sat back down in her seat.

"What happened? Hu Hu?" Wang Rui asked with a laugh.

Xu Hu continued helplessly:

"Nothing much, I just saw a ghostly figure in the music room and heard some noises."

"That's it? Maybe there's someone inside." Zhang Chi said dismissively.

“That’s it, but the problem is, the music room door is locked,” Xu Hu replied casually.