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Chapter 297

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Yao Qinghan, who was on Xiao Mengmeng's back, took out the wild fruit she picked as though she was presenting a treasure.

This fruit was similar to the snake fruit. It was not as big as the snake fruit, but its shape was similar.

"Isn't it pretty?"

Ye Tianxin helped Yao Qinghan up from Xiao Mengmeng's back. Yao Qinghan's ankle was slightly swollen. The few of them held each other's hands and helped Yao Qinghan into the cell.

The moment they entered the cell, the howling wind and torrential rain arrived.

The wind blew against the trees, and the wild grass swayed in the dark night. In addition, there was the sound of the heavy rain hitting against the windows.

"Why is this so scary? It feels as though we've come to a terrifying deserted island."

Ye Tianxin looked at Wei Weiwei. "Could it be that you're still afraid?"

"Aren't you?" The moment Wei Weiwei's words landed, the lights above their heads suddenly dimmed.

Mu Yuluo could not help but curse. "Damn, why is there a blackout at this time?"

"This cell hasn't been visited in a long time. The wiring is old. Perhaps there's a short circuit somewhere!"

Ji Nuan raised her head in confusion. Earlier, she had specially checked the wiring. There was clearly no problem.

Why would there be a blackout?

"Since the power has been cut off, why don't we eat something and go to bed early tonight by the light of the fire?"

Ji Nuan used the light from the fire to look at Ye Tianxin. "Why don't I go take a look?"

"Ji Nuan, there's no need to go. You don't have any tools. What if you get injured?" Ye Tianxin considered the current situation and did not agree to Ji Nuan's request. "Let's just make do with it for the night."

"Why don't we tell ghost stories!"

Yao Qinghan suggested as she nibbled on the snake fruit in her hand.

Wei Weiwei agreed with Yao Qinghan's suggestion. "All right, I'll go first. Let me tell you, I have a stomach full of ghost stories. In the past, I wanted to be a writer."

Wei Weiwei cleared her throat and began telling the ghost story in the dark night.

"The story takes place on a deserted island. The only difference is that there is a holiday villa on the deserted island. The holiday villa is usually taken care of by a mute uncle and his blind wife. One day, a senior high school student came here to study and travel. When he set off, the sky was clear, but when he arrived, the sky changed …"

Yao Qinghan was so frightened that she leaned toward Mu Yuluo she was leaning against the girl. Mu Yuluo was holding and did not push her away.

"There were a total of fifty people in this class. But that night, one person's missing... "

"I's's is the murderer's.... .. to the village................. on the full moon night was was was the night full moon ''s's the night? all.... villagers was was was the was was the's's. the' ''s. Moonis the full moon night...............

"Why?" Ji Nuan asked.

"You don't know, but there are many hidden families like ours. Let me tell you about this village. The reason why the villagers don't go out is because on the fifteenth of the lunar calendar, there's a ghost market. The quiet mountain village turned into a ghost market … I went there once when I was young. It was very lively … "

"Ghost market?" Wei Weiwei asked. "What's the ghost market like?"

"It's pretty, but if you ask me what it looks like, I can't remember. I heard from the older generation that people who have been to the ghost market usually can't remember it. I don't know why."

"Ah …" Yao Qinghan suddenly screamed.

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