In the dead of night, the stars shone brightly.

The Beikai Middle School's dormitory was brightly lit, and a few young boys were sitting around it.

"We'll know whether we can recruit him later!" A slightly plump boy sat in meditation with his eyes closed.

After which, he closed his eyes tightly.

The man called Gu Hao turned and took a bottle of what looked like salad oil from a small box and poured it into a bowl.

"Alright, we'll reach the final stage soon! Everyone, get ready! "

Sitting opposite to Gu Hao was Yu Peng. His hands were trembling slightly, and then he took out a spicy gluten from his clothes.

"Everyone, would you like some spicy gluten to calm your nerves?"

"That's a good idea!" Everyone smelled the spicy gluten and shifted their gazes over.

Yu Peng unwrapped the spicy gluten, and then gave each of them one. Everyone was startled, and then ate the spicy gluten.

It was like he was holding a cigarette in his mouth.

"The taste is pretty good!"

"Truly loyal!" "From now on, I'm going to follow Brother Yu and hang out with him for spicy gluten!"

"That's reasonable!"

Yu Peng waved his hand embarrassedly, thinking that he was afraid.

What the hell was Gu Hao doing in the middle of the night?

Can this thing be played at night?

He remembered that when he was young, he had heard his grandparents tell many ghost stories, and even now, he still had a shadow in his heart.

Something about not being able to comb your hair in the mirror at midnight, something about burning candles and peeling apples.

Of course, the most taboo thing was to play the Spirit Game at night. Once they provoked the devil, it would be difficult to drive them away.

Gu Hao had long heard that his family operated in a funeral business, his grandfather was an old Taoist from the village.

Every time Gu Hao brought up this matter, he was extremely proud.

No demons or ghosts were his grandfather's match. If he boasted, his grandfather would be the number one person in the world.

Not only did he boast about his bravery, he also boasted about how he could kill ghosts at the age of three, beat ghosts at the age of ten, and kill ghosts at the age of fifteen.

All sorts of evil beings were nothing in his eyes. As long as he made a move, the ghost would definitely be burnt to ashes.

Yu Peng asked him if he knew magic, and Gu Hao snorted: "Needless to say, the next generation of Heavenly Masters, must belong to me!"

Since he had boasted a little too much during the physical education lesson today, he decided to play a game called Psychic's Head in the dorm tonight.

He also had to record the entire recording process, so no one dared to brag about it anymore.

He thought to himself, 'This father's guts are just that big!

While eating the spicy gluten, they pointed to the oil in the bowl and asked, "What kind of oil is this?"

Gu Hao smirked disdainfully, then said to the camera on the phone on the side, "Corpse oil!"

"Ahh!"

Yu Peng was immediately at a loss, "Is there a mistake, you actually used corpse oil!"

"In the Spirit Game, we naturally have to use corpse oil, do we have to use salad oil?"

"Why not?"

"Do you think it's f * * king Stir-Fried Vegetables!?" The truth is not the most important! "

The boy at the side whispered, "Where did you get the corpse oil from?"

"Have you forgotten what Gao Zhaohui's father does in our class?"

That person thought for a moment and immediately realized something. "His father is working at the cremation site, could it be..."

Gu Hao nodded proudly, "That's right! I spent five hundred dollars to buy a bottle of it from him, just this little bottle, five hundred f * ck, and there's no bargaining at all. It's called Golden Oil! "

"It's illegal, after all." Yu Peng trembled, "Gu Hao, are you crazy? You actually bought corpse oil for a Spirit Game!"

"What do you know, kid? The goal is to stimulate, you don't know that the current Internet is all through all sorts of strange means red fire? Who knows? Maybe our video might go viral if it was uploaded online! "Then we'll become netizens!"

Gu Hao's words immediately attracted everyone's attention.

That's right, that makes sense. If he could become an internet celebrity, then he would have the opportunity to make money. Why not do something with both fame and fortune?

Yu Peng clenched his teeth, thinking that his dream of becoming a game host.

If he could become an Internet Red now, wouldn't it be much easier to be a game host in the future?

Suddenly, a trace of excitement appeared in his heart.

The few of them sat upright and turned on their phones to record.

Gu Hao took a deep breath, "It's about to begin! When I ignite the corpse oil, everyone will hold hands, remember to close your eyes! When we close our eyes and a ghost appears in our heads, we say that each type of ghost wears a different set of clothes, I mean colors.

The red one is the evil ghost, the blue one is the water ghost, the white one is the ghost. Remember, for the ghost that we see in our minds, the clothes they wear should all be the same. "

Everyone nodded.

"What does it mean if we all see different colors?" Yu Peng asked.

Gu Hao's mouth twitched, "Then it means we have struck evil!"

"Hiss — —" goosebumps rose on Yu Peng's back.

Gu Hao secretly laughed. Hehe, little brat, I just wanted to scare you guys.

In order to fill in the fact that he had bluffed before, Gu Hao had specially learned about this kind of game from the literature on the stalls.

What 'grandfather is a Taoist, how could I believe you when I say so?'

He then clapped his hands, "Turn off the lights, let's begin!"

The recording on the phone was turned on. Under the light of the candlelight, everyone's figure seemed to have stretched for a long time.

His face was lit up and darkened by the flickering candlelight.

At that moment, the black smoke from the burning corpse oil slowly filled the room.

The few of them immediately choked and coughed.

Gu Hao pretended to be calm with his eyes closed, and said: "I must absorb the corpse oil into my body, or else I won't be able to see them!"

Yu Peng trembled from head to toe, "Can I stop playing?"

"It's too late. If you let go now, the ghost will attack you!"