"Should we follow along to see." Lao Ma pointed to the gray-clothed girl.
"People go to take a bath, what are we doing with the past, are you a pervert?" Lin Jiusheng said softly.
"Hey, what are you talking about? I ask you to follow along. I'm just afraid of what will happen when this girl takes her bath. I know, who is the ghost." Lao Ma said with a serious face.
"Lao Ma is right, we should go and see. This game is very simple. It is nothing more than looking for the ghosts of the three girls." Qing Ling thought for a while, raised his head and said.
Lin Jiusheng let out a soft humble and lifted his footsteps, and several of them began to follow.
When I came to the girls' bathhouse, the girls' bathhouse was quite big, and when he walked in, the old horse couldn't help but tsk.
The girl inside was wearing too cool clothes, and her eyes were almost straight.
"We are here to see who is the ghost, not looking around. Keep your eyes away and don't look around." Lin Jiusheng said.
"Hey, you are so embarrassed to say me, don't you keep watching here too?" Old Ma refused to accept.
"Can I look the same as yours? I'm here to tell who is a ghost, so I watched it carefully. You can't wait to put your eyes on these girls." Lin Jiusheng said.
Lao Ma did not speak, but silently raised his middle finger, expressing contempt.
Lin Jiusheng took a deep breath and quickly calmed down. He watched so many girls walking in front of him wearing thin, cool clothes, saying that it was a fake not to be moved.
My eyes were a little dazzled, Lin Jiusheng hurriedly merged his hands and said, "The Immeasurable Heavenly Sovereign."
"Okay, you two don't stand still, Bi Xian followed the gray-clothed girl to the front." Qing Ling turned around and said to Lin Jiusheng and following the old horse.
"Okay, I know, I'll come here." Lin Jiusheng withdrew his eyes from these girls.
Hurrying to Qingling's side, the old horse raised his hand and slapped himself to make himself more awake.
"Look at you!" Lin Jiusheng rolled his eyes and said.
"Each each other." Old Ma said.
"You don't need to watch it, I think it's fine, this girl is taking a bath." Qing
Ling turned back.
Lin Jiusheng and Lao Ma said hello, the two did not walk in, but stood at the door of the bathhouse and did not enter.
After a while, the gray girl walked out, the fairy still following her.
"These three girls look normal, and no one is a ghost. Have you seen it?" Old Ma asked.
"Can't tell." Lin Jiusheng said.
"Did something strange happen in the bathhouse?" Lin Jiusheng asked.
"Nothing strange happened, just take a shower normally." Qing Ling said.
Lao Ma scratched the back of his head and asked, "Do you think the ghosts of this school deliberately lied to us, let us sign a soul contract with her, in fact, there is no ghost in this scene."
"This is impossible. The soul contract must be true. If it is false, it cannot exist." Lin Jiusheng shook his head.
"That can only be observed." Old Ma said.
As they talked, Chao followed the gray-clothed girl.
Walking into the dormitory, the girl in gray greeted the two girls.
"If the sun rises in the morning and you still don't know who the ghost is, it means we have lost." Lin Jiusheng said softly.
"What can I do then, I can't try them one by one." Old Ma said.
"Don't worry, since it's a ghost, it will definitely show its feet." Qing Ling said.
"I just heard Xiaojing say that you have played a very effective pen fairy game, can you play it again and take me." A girl in black came over and said.
"That game is too scary, I can't play it, Lao Zhou, if you want to play, just play with them, I have to sleep." The girl in school uniform said.
"Okay, I think it's quite interesting, it's just early at this time." The gray-clothed girl said.
The pen fairy, who was originally standing behind the gray girl, heard that they were going to play, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a weird smile.
Soon the three girls started to play with Pen Xian, and the more they played, the three girls did not ask any sensitive questions this time.
They are all asking about the relationship between men and women. Judging from their age, they are particularly curious about these issues.
Bi Xiandu answered them one by one, but the three girls were very satisfied.
"Xiaojing, Xiaocheng, I'm asleep, let's play again tomorrow." The black-clothed girl whispered.
"never mind
Well, tomorrow is not coming, this game is really scary if I play too much, I have to sleep, and I have to recite it tomorrow when I get up. "
The three girls all began to lie down towards their sleeping sex.
As they left, the pen on the table started to move on its own, and then began to write a big dead word on the table.
"Bixian is about to start!"
First, the school uniform girl who was sleeping, suddenly stood up from her sex with a loud cry, and then walked out like sleepwalking.
"There were only three girls who died, and there were four who could play the pen fairy. In other words, there was another one who was dressed as a ghost." said the old horse.
Lin Jiusheng fell silent, indeed a bit like an old horse said.
There were originally only three dead, but four of them could play Penxian.
Then Lin Jiusheng thought of something. When they were digging in the grove, they also dug an urn with great grievances. He remembered that there was a black and white photo on the urn.
"The pocket with the urn." Lin Jiusheng asked Qingling and Lao Ma.
"Here." Qing Ling took out the backpack.
After Lin Jiusheng took it over, he quickly opened his backpack and took the urn.
He took a serious look at the black-and-white photo on the urn. The black-and-white photo is a bit flowery, but some outlines can be seen.
Lin Jiusheng took the black-and-white photo of the urn and turned to the three girls who were resting in their arms.
It was found that it was not the girl's face. The school uniform girl's face was slightly different from the black and white photo on the urn.
Watching Lin Jiusheng's movements, Qing Ling instantly understood what he wanted to do, stretched out her hand, and said after him, "Let me see."
Lin Jiusheng handed it over and said, "It's not the pictures of the three girls."
Qing Ling did not speak, but after taking a closer look, she put the urn in her backpack and said, "I know who the ghost is."
After saying this, Qing Ling raised her footsteps and walked toward the front, her footsteps a little anxious.
"Who is the ghost?" Lin Jiusheng asked after following.
"The black and white photo on this urn is from a pen fairy. Her hair is too long. You didn't see it just now. But when I was in the bathhouse, I saw her face exactly like the black and white photo of the urn." Qing Ling said. .
(End of this chapter)