Otherworld Starts With All Cooking Skills

After Clos's story was told, it was Kisho and Yuval's turn.

They also each told a story based on horror.

Among them, Yuval's story is about a fierce red-clothed spirit wandering around the dry well.

It seemed that he had personally experienced the experience of exterminating spirits not long after he joined the church.

Because it is a first-person personal experience story, Yuval's story is quite vivid, and it sounds very exciting in line with the atmosphere of the scene.

Next, the kerosene lamp was passed to Adele's hand.

"Well, it's Adele Big sis's turn to tell us the story." Pastor Little Sister was very supportive and looking forward to it.

The sword bearer Miss received the light, but only frowned her heroic eyebrows:

"I can't tell scary stories."

Although there is no theme for the story conference hosted by Kloss tonight.

But because of the atmosphere and the good start of the organizer, Kloss, everyone acquiesced that all they were going to tell tonight were horror stories.

"It's okay, let me talk about it first."

Dorn was completely involved in tonight's activities at this time, and took the initiative to ask.

The sword bearer Miss nodded, then handed the oil lamp in her hand to Don.

"That's right, Adele Big sis is so powerful, in fact, there is no story that scares you at all, right?" Clos said.

"Who just said that it doesn't matter whether you can be scared or not?" Dorn took the light and shrugged and interjected.

"Because it is Adele Big sis, so of course it is different from me! Don, you tell your story soon! Although my story didn't scare you, I bet the story you told didn't scare me either. I'll laugh at you when you finish."

The priest Little Sister stuck his tongue at Dorn on the bed.

And this time.

Adele's expression on the side was a little surprised, and he retelled in a low voice: "Things to be afraid of..."

The sorrel eyes of the sword bearer Miss became slightly hollow, as if unconsciously plunged into the memory.

Soon, she seemed to recall something, and her body shuddered slightly.

However, this tremor caused by fear was instantly restrained by the sword holder Miss, relying on her will.

In addition, at this time, the hull swayed more severely than before, and other people's attention happened to be focused on Dorn who was going to tell the story.

Therefore, no one noticed Adele's just a series of small movements.

On Donne’s side, the story has already begun:

"According to legend, at midnight, as long as one enters the bathroom and lights a candle. Face the mirror, close your eyes, and mutter [Bloody Mary] in your mouth, you will see in the mirror..."

...

The Anne was still turbulent, and the flame of the kerosene lamp flickered brightly and dimly under the shaking.

Outside was the sound of rain and the sound of waves like a roar of a fierce beast.

In this atmosphere, a story about Bloody Mary is finished.

Because Donne’s storytelling skills are very good, the story is very atmospheric.

Kisho and Yuval's attention is very concentrated, this novel, unheard of horror story is indeed very arresting.

The sword bearer Miss, don't know why, looks a little absent-minded.

Perhaps it is because such a story is really not enough to make her scared.

And the thing that satisfies Donne the most is the reaction of Clos on the bed.

"The bloody countess who takes the girl's blood in the bath to keep her youth...this is too terrible!" After hearing the story of the Bloody Mary, the priest Little Sister started to tremble with Dorn's pillow.

Dorn had already seen it before.

Clos, this guy, obviously belongs to the type that is not bold, but still loves to play.

What is more interesting than scaring her?

"Is it scary? Yes, it's scary. Moreover, Bloody Mary especially likes the blood of a fair and beautiful girl, just like you, Clos." Dorn nodded unexpectedly.

"Wow! Don't, stop talking!" Pastor Little Sister's big eyes flickered, and the pillow in his arms tightened.

"Then I'll tell you something else." Dorne was interested and teasing Kloss's evil taste.

"Anything else?" Kloss hesitated, looking like she wanted to hear but didn't dare to listen.

Yuval and Kisho are expressing to let Donne continue.

"This time, it's about the ghost that will tear off the girl's skin and put it on her body..." Donne started again.

"Wait a minute! What the hell did the girls do wrong!" The priest Little Sister protested with a pillow in her arms.

After telling a story about Liao Zhai painted skin that was changed to fit the background of Otherworld, Dorn was in high spirits and told a few more stories in one breath——

For example, the slit girl, Annabel, and the like, even talked about the indescribable existence in the deep sea that fits the current atmosphere.

All were changed to a version that fits the background of the land of wonders, and then slowly said.

At the end of hearing, both Lien Kisho and Yuval were infected by the horrible atmosphere of the stormy night, and felt a slight chill in their backs.

Kloss was even more shocked.

Kross, who came to Dorne's room with the thought of [scaring Dorn well] tonight, was really frightened.

"Adele Big sis, we, can we sleep in a bed tonight?"

At the end of the story, the pastor Little Sister was already covered by Dorn's quilt, and with a little bit of crying, he pitifully went to ask Adele to hug and sleep with him tonight.

...

Wait until the end of the evening storytelling session.

The storm in the storm sea area still maintained a small state.

But the night is already late.

It is time for the priests to go to their rooms and sleep.

Among them, Kloss pulled Adele by the corner of his clothes and left. When he left, the big eyes that had fluttered before, she also glared at Dorne in an extremely embarrassing manner:

"I won't talk to you all day tomorrow, Dorn!"

Dorn just shrugged his shoulders and assumed a very innocent gesture.

After the priests have left.

It took some time to wash briefly, and Dorn took off his clothes and was ready to go to bed.

Amidst the shaking of the hull, the howling of wind and the sound of rain, I don't know why, he slept abnormally fast.

And wait for Donne to fall asleep.

The [Alice's Bedtime Reading] that he put on the bedside table suddenly opened, and then fanned the pages of the book to float, and flew gently to the pillow.

In the story world——

White Alice: "Wow! The stories told by the villain Donne, as long as you think about it, they feel terrible!"

Black Alice: "True, true, a villain who only scares girls with horror stories and satisfies her own weird habit! Pervert! I have listened so hard for so long!"

Long Niang complained like this, but the dark red reader in the real world approached Donn a little further, and even got into the quilt carefully.

Well, for Alice, it feels more secure.

White Alice: "Um, weird. Did the villain Donne sleep a little too well? He got into his quilt and didn't move?"

Black Alice: "Huh! Lazy and slack guy! It's a mistake that the great Alice is willing to follow him... Mistake... What's going on? Is there a sudden surge of magic here?"

Long Niang's observation of reality is very vague and laborious.

But she still noticed that there was a sudden weird feeling.

Moreover, it seemed that it wasn't just in Dorn's room. To be precise, it seemed that the entire Anne had fallen into a weird and unspeakable state within a short period of time.

Although I don’t understand what happened, Long Niang’s first reaction was--

First pull Dorn into the story world and get rid of the weirdness of reality.

Can follow.

"Why, why did Donne suddenly become so heavy? It's like... as if there are sixty or seventy people!?"

Donne is overweight.

Exceeded the acceptable upper limit of Dragon Mother.

Therefore, it is impossible to enter the dark red reader.

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