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Now everyone is singing the Great Compassion Mantra around the coffin.

Sheila also launched a voice-only live broadcast. Everyone is learning "The Great Compassion Mantra" together, singing while learning. It sounds like that is the case.

"Grass!"

"A cursive character with a neutral voice expresses Mr. Jinghua's shock, helplessness, and confusion after his death."

Dongfang Ming was doing reading comprehension, randomly analyzing the emotions to be expressed in Jinghua's words. Anyway, it's enough to say it like that, and that's how it is with language.

The standard answer for reading comprehension seems to be reasonable, but in fact many times it is Blind Jill guessing what the author was thinking when writing.

When I came back, I heard everyone singing the Great Compassion Mantra, and some people cried, "Jinghua, don't leave, you leave, what can I do... Hahahahahaha".

Mea laughed out loud before finishing her lines.

MD, mentally retarded! Jinghua really wanted to kick Mea who was wiping dishes and laughing away.

After his death, everyone started playing. Mourning him is not sad at all, but very happy.

Some people are discussing how long to sing the Great Compassion Mantra, what to do next, whether to bury Jinghua again, or to invite Onmyoji to exorcise evil spirits.

So serious... If it weren't for his own death, he would have wanted to join in.

"You're too ruthless, you still died after graduation..."

Jinghua didn't expect that he just laughed at Dongfang Ming and became like this. A group of beautiful girl virtual anchors had a good time, which made Jinghua feel complicated.

He can make so many beautiful girls happy. He thinks he is very powerful. He can make everyone happy by his own death, but he can't be happy by himself.

The game of Jinghua's death did not last long. After singing the Great Compassion Mantra, Jinghua's resentment dissipated as a Specter. Thank you for becoming a Buddha. And after everyone buried Jinghua again, everything was settled.

"Congratulations, congratulations, everyone has worked hard, and successfully overcame the Specter Jinghua."

Dongfang Ming applauded, and as he applauded, everyone applauded enthusiastically.

Jinghua has stopped talking, he is a little autistic, especially when he sees Parry, who got a rabbit doll while holding a target, is also applauding, he is even more autistic.

"Heh, men don't have a good thing." Jinghua frowned at Parry and Dongfang Ming coldly, then turned to the girl and said, "You say yes, sisters."

"Sir, don't do this."

Sheila was the first to draw a line from Jinghua, "People and ghosts have different paths, don't pester us anymore."

"exactly."

Someone quickly agreed.

"Reincarnate into a good family in your next life, don't be a DD again."

"Well, even if you can't be a human being, being a pig is still happy, you can only eat and sleep."

You are all stinky shit. Jinghua really wanted to say this, but his DD chief couldn't say such vulgar words to these beautiful and lovely virtual anchors.

If he was asked to speak to the white cat, he would definitely be able to say all kinds of vulgar words.

But not necessarily, I thought that if he said vulgar words, the white cat would also spit fragrance.

In terms of the sweetness of his mouth, he really can't compare to the white cat. Bai Mao is always able to refresh new swear words, making people feel that "I have learned, learned, and then I will go online to line up".

...

Twelve midnight.

In the air-conditioned hall, everyone was sitting on the sofa or on someone else's lap.

It was said that it was going to be overnight, but in fact, there was a room to sleep. On the second floor, if someone is sleepy, they can go to sleep and wait for the shameful line later.

The first floor is where the hall and barbecue are eaten. Now there are no employees in the store, and there are only one or two people in charge of watching the store.

In order to let the virtual anchors have a good time, the staff at the front desk temporarily left.

Baishang Fuxue stood in front of the central air conditioner, blowing against it, squinting and enjoying the cold wind.

"Do you want to be in bed for a day tomorrow when you blow like this?"

Dongfang Ming gave Bai Shang Chuixue a head-scratcher. The fox squinted at the air conditioner and even stuck out his tongue from time to time, like a husky fox who committed two crimes.

The little fox can be a cat, a puffer fish, or a husky, but it can't be a fox.

"Oh, it hurts!" Baishang Chuixue squatted down with his head covered after eating his head, looked up at Dongfang Ming and said dissatisfiedly.

"Go and sit well, don't blow it, what if your brain is stupid."

Dongfang Ming reluctantly patted Chuixue's head, "Didn't you say you want to have a hello with the sisters, why don't you have a hello together?"

"I don't know what to say."

Baishang Fuxue rubbed her little head. She found that after everyone left their mobile phones and computers, there was a lack of entertainment, and it was difficult to survive until dawn.

"Everyone is a little sleepy."

"Then let them be spiritual, you can turn off the headlights and leave a few small lights to tell ghost stories, then lower the temperature of the air conditioner, and put horror BGM on when telling ghost stories, trust me, it won't take long for everyone to wake up ."

Dongfang Ming whispered into the ear on Chuixue's head, the DD in the live broadcast room was also lacking, and he felt that it was a bit boring not to see people.

Since this is the case, it is better to let the virtual anchors tell ghost stories. At that time, whether it is mea, mio, or the DD in the live broadcast room, they will be sober.

If they're really sleepy, the horror stories they tell can also be sweet bedtime stories.

Falling asleep with horror stories and terrifying BGM, how to tell it is very sentimental.

There is no emotion!

The great **** Mio shouted in her heart, sitting on the sofa, she shrank to Brother Xia, she had no resistance to terrifying things.

Many of the people present showed expressions of interest, some were in favor, some were casual, and no one was against it.

Some people have a look of fear on their faces, but they feel that everyone is happy. If they object, it may spoil everyone's happiness. The big deal is that they can cover their ears and sing the Great Compassion Mantra in their hearts, so that they won't hear any ghost stories.

Compared with people who hold this kind of thinking, Ogami Mio wants to oppose it, but seeing everyone's expectant expression, he sighed deeply, and made an expression of generosity to die.

A minute later, the headlights in the living room were turned off, leaving only a few small lights. The living room was full of darkness, and the faint BGM sounded.

God Mio regretted it, she didn't want to play anymore because her cabinet moved.

Chapter 323 A Sad and Funny Horror Story

After turning off the lights, Dongfang Ming started telling stories.

He told a terrifying sad and funny story, yes, that one-sentence ghost story.