Chapter 297: Accidental injury【3】

On Xiao Mengmeng's back, Yao Qinghan took out the wild fruits he picked like a treasure.
This is a fruit similar to a snake fruit, not as big as a snake fruit, but the shape is similar.
"Isn't it pretty?"
Ye Tianxin helped Yao Qinghan up from Xiao Mengmeng's back. Yao Qinghan's ankle was slightly swollen. Several people put their hands on each other and helped Yao Qinghan into the cell.
Everyone, as soon as they entered the cell, violent storms roared in.
The wind was blowing the trees, the weeds were swaying in the dark night, and there was heavy rain battering the window frames, making popping noises.
"Why is this so panic, it feels like we are here on a terrifying desert island."
Ye Tianxin looked at Wei Weiwei's appearance, "Is it possible, are you still afraid of it?"
"Aren't you afraid?" As soon as Wei Weiwei's voice fell, the light above her head suddenly didn't shine.
Mu Yuluo couldn't help but cursed, "Fogcao~ Why is there a power outage at this time?"
"No one has been in this cell for a long time. The wiring is aging, maybe there is a short circuit!"
Ji Nuan raised her head in confusion. She had checked the wiring problem before, and there was obviously no problem.
Why did the power go out suddenly?
"Since the power has been cut off, I can't compare it. Let's catch the fire tonight, eat something and go to bed early?"
Ji Nuan looked at Ye Tianxin with the light of the fire, "Well, let me go and see."
"Ji Nuan, you don't need to go, you don't have any tools, what should you do if you are injured?" Considering the actual situation, Ye Tianxin disagrees with Ji Nuan to check, "We will just stay overnight."
"Why, let's tell ghost stories!"
Yao Qinghan gnawed the snake fruit in his hand and suggested.
Yao Qinghan's words received a response from Wei Weiwei, "Okay, I will come first, and I will tell you all my ghost stories, I used to want to be a writer."
Wei Wei cleared his throat slightly and told a ghost story in the dark night.
"The story takes place on a desert island. The only difference is that there is a holiday villa on the desert island. The holiday villa is usually taken care of by a dumb uncle and his blind wife. On this day, a senior high school student , I came here for a study trip, obviously when I set off, it was still sunny, but when I arrived, the sky changed..."
Yao Qinghan leaned in the direction of Mu Yuluo tightly in fright, Mu Yuluo endured it, and did not push her away.
"There are 50 people in this class. But one person was missing that night."
"I know that the missing person is the murderer." Xiao Mengmeng said, "Wei Wei, the story I tell is not terrifying. I have really heard a lot of ghost stories before. For that village, every month on the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar, on the night of the full moon, all villagers would close their doors and put three sticks of incense in front of their own courtyard..."
"Why?" Ji Nuan asked.
"You don't know that there are many hidden families like ours. Let me tell you this village. The reason why people in the village do not go out is because the fifteenth month of the lunar calendar is a ghost market. A quiet mountain village, It has become a ghost market... I went there once when I was little, but it was lively..."
"Ghost market?" Wei Weiwei asked, "What is the ghost market like?"
"It's pretty, but you have to ask me what I look like. I can't remember. I heard people of my older generation say that people who have been to ghost markets don't usually remember. I don't know why?"
"Ah..." Yao Qinghan screamed suddenly.