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Chapter 931 The Man Who Killed (asking for subscription, asking for collection, asking for monthly ticket, asking for recommendation ticket)
The last option must have been overlooked.

Although this is indeed the most likely way to verify whether there are ghosts in the world, no one is stupid enough to commit suicide just to know whether there are ghosts.

They're still young, and they've got a lot of time to waste, so they don't do stupid things like this.

However, Zhang Dali's so-called "Ten Ways to Hell" uttered from Zhang Dali's mouth. Although it sounded ordinary, under the atmosphere deliberately created at this moment, it was somewhat absurd and weird.

For this group of young people with strong hormones, it is just right.

After all, the difficulty of these ten methods is not very high, and some of them can indeed be tried, so even if the three girls heard it, they couldn't help showing eager looks on their faces.

Seeing that the atmosphere was almost created, Zhang Dali felt extremely proud. He felt that he was probably the coolest boy in the classroom.

Then he said: "How is it? Are you interested in giving it a try? Maybe you can really see ghosts?"

Looking at his smug look, Zhang Ming was obviously a little unconvinced and said, "I feel that what you said is all false. What if you don't see a ghost after you try it?"

Zhang Dali couldn't help but glared at Zhang Ming. Although they were all surnamed Zhang, he didn't intend to show any face to this family who didn't know it was hundreds of years ago.

"What stupid things are you talking about? Have you verified that what I just said is false soon? Am I really going to be responsible for these things? The only way I can do it is to listen to it from the older generation. Come on, the ghost knows if it’s true or not, so I need to try it.”

Zhang Ming was at a loss for words. There was nothing wrong with what he said, but he felt ashamed to be so embarrassed in front of girls.

Just when he was about to say something, the girl named Tongtong said a little excitedly: "Then let's not delay, let's try it quickly, there should be a few of them that can be tried."

As a core figure in the Ghost Club, others will naturally not listen. As for whether there are really ghosts or not, they definitely don't believe it.

After all, what age is it now, and if you still talk about superstition and feudalism, you will only be regarded as a liar if you say it.

But to pick up girls, it is the most correct way to do what they like, even if it is a feudal superstition, there is no shame in it, as for who can hug the beauty in the end, it depends on the individual's ability.

"According to classmate Dali, I think we can try the first, third, sixth, and ninth types. Others have limited conditions, and the eighth type is ahem, we boys can't go to girls dormitory."

The one who spoke was another boy wearing glasses. He looked gentle, but his appearance was ordinary and not outstanding. When he said this, the other two girls immediately teased him.

"Wang Lei, I think your real purpose is to go to the girls' dormitory~"

"It's a good idea, but you won't be able to pass the hurdle of Auntie Sheguan."

"Hahahaha~~"

"..."

After the joke, a group of people walked towards the door of the classroom, ready to try the so-called ten tricks of hell.

Judging from the current conditions, the only ones that can be tried are the first, third, sixth, and ninth. In the eyes of this group of young people, it is not important whether they can see hell or not. The most important thing is the sensory and psychological stimulation brought by the process of trying.

As for whether this will cause any consequences, it is not within the scope of their consideration.

Perhaps just like what most educated people in modern society think, in fact, they don't really think that there are ghosts in this world.

At best, this is just a boring late-night game, and it can cause a lot of trouble in Europe.

Soon, a group of people came to the stairs, this is the place to try the third method in the ten methods of hell.

The third method in the ten methods of hell is to go upstairs in the dark in the corridor without lights at night. When you go up the steps, you will learn how to jump like a zombie, with your arms straight, with a blank face, jump up the steps and then jump down, and repeat.When you feel that you are dying, ghosts will appear and dance with you.

Although it sounds ridiculous, these people still plan to give it a try.

"The method says to be in a corridor with no lights at night, but the lights in our corridors here are all sensor lights. What should I do?"

This is a problem. Everyone couldn't help but look up at the bright incandescent lamp above their heads. The light bulb emitted a bright light because it sensed the arrival of several people, exuding a warm feeling in the dark night.

But in this way, there is no way 1 to try the bloody way.

At this time, Zhang Ming volunteered to stand up: "I know where the switch is, I will pull him down."

This is a good way.

However, some of them began to worry: "If you pull down the switch, you will definitely be criticized the next day if you are found out?"

"Hey, what's the matter?"

Zhang Dali said disdainfully: "We are just experimenting, and it won't take long. After the experiment is completed, we will open the gate. Who will know."

"That's it."

"Zhang Ming, go quickly."

"."

Soon, the switch was switched off, and the entire corridor was plunged into darkness again.

"Okay, then I will come first from now on, please help me pay attention to see if there are any ghosts appearing."

Zhang Dali volunteered to be the first experimenter. Standing in front of the first step, he jumped like a zombie, straightening his arms, and jumping up with a deadpan face, as described by Shifali.

One step, two steps, three steps, four steps, five steps, six steps, seven steps, eight steps, nine steps, ten steps.
When he jumped up the last step, he suddenly froze and stood there motionless.

The sudden turn of events made everyone startled and uncertain.

"Hello? Zhang Dali, are you okay?"

"Could something really happen?"

"Zhang Dali, what are you doing? Don't scare us?"

"It should be like this on purpose, and then try to scare us."

As Zhang Ming said, he walked up the steps and walked behind Zhang Dali. Just as he was about to reach out and push him, he suddenly found that Zhang Dali turned around slowly at this moment, his movements were extremely stiff, And the expression on his face was distorted, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

Seeing this, Zhang Ming couldn't help but thump in his heart, having a bad premonition.

Couldn't. Could it be that he was really possessed by a ghost?
Then he heard Zhang Dali's slightly painful voice: "Help me quickly, my leg is cramping."

(End of this chapter)