This is not a weird story

"You said that these ghost stories will appear in the human world?" The scavenger girl shook her head, "It's unlikely. Although the breath that has penetrated into my Black and White City now is the ghost story breath, they have not taken shape, that is, there are no specific ghost stories. Plot blessing.”

"What do you mean?" Shen Lu didn't understand.

Pei Na also looked at her in surprise.

Lin Rui didn't even know what the scavenger girl was talking about.

Only Wei An suddenly said: "You mean, these breaths only have the potential to become ghost stories, but they have not yet been constructed into any storyline? In other words, they cannot form a real ghost story yet?"

"Yes, that's it." The scavenger girl nodded, "This kind of breath is of great help to my city. After I absorb it, I can directly increase the evolution rate of other ghost stories."

Pei Na understood the conversation between the two, patted her chest, and whispered: "I was shocked. I thought it would be bad if these breaths could enter the normal human world."

"It's really bad!" The scavenger girl suddenly turned her head and looked at her, "Although these ghost stories are not blessed by a storyline, once they can enter your world like they are entering my black and white city now, your world will be destroyed. !”

Wei An's face suddenly turned ugly.

"What did you think of?" Pei Na couldn't help but ask.

The thought that arose in Wei An's heart could not be dispelled, and he spoke with difficulty: "As the black and white girl said, these ghost stories are not blessed with storylines, they... are very clean. If it is a complete ghost story with a storyline, , for some reason it is impossible to break the barrier between the normal human world and the monster world. They can never enter the human world, or they can only enter through my father's special ability. But it is different now..."

At this point, everyone present understood what Wei An meant.

"Can pure ghost talk breath enter the human world smoothly?!" Pei Na murmured.

"It's very possible." Wei An nodded.

After saying this, he raised his head, looked at the black and white woman, and asked, "Can you find a way to bring your city as close as possible to the direction of the source of these auras? I want to see what they are."

The closer you get to the direction of the source of the breath, the more breath you can absorb to make the city evolve faster. Why not do it?

However, she was a little worried that the direction of the source of the breath might indicate some kind of danger. Getting too close would be counterproductive. It was not as reliable as absorbing the breath from a distance like this.

But since Wei An made the request, the scavenger girl barely hesitated and nodded immediately: "You can go in that direction, but the speed will not be very fast."

Wei An knew the danger that the scavenger girl would be exposed to: "Don't be too fast, get closer slowly, so that we can slowly perceive it."

After a pause, he said: "Lin Rui, I will describe to you a ghost story in an ancient house. You feel the place, and then inform the rules of the ghost story there. Try to get close to us, no, try your best to get close to us. Just say it is my order. .”

…

human world.

"Mom, there is an uncle standing outside the window."

A six-year-old girl stood on her little bed and was about to take off her clothes. Next to her pillow was an open book called "Uncle Tom in the Coat."

The little girl's mother was bending down to make her bed quilt. After hearing this, she straightened up and looked through the window next to the bed. She saw a man standing there on the opposite sidewalk below the second floor.

The man was wearing a gray coat, his hair was messy, his head was lowered and his face could not be seen.

"Mom, do you think he is Uncle Tom?" the little girl whispered.

Hearing her voice, he was obviously frightened. His little head retracted tightly into his collar and looked at his mother.

The little girl's mother immediately reached out to pull one of the curtains and replied: "Don't think blindly, it's time to go to bed. Uncle Tom in the book is a good man. He likes children."

"But I heard from classmate Yaqing that Uncle Tom approaches children in this way, then takes them back and kills them..."

"Don't believe this nonsense." The little girl's mother immediately stopped her from continuing, "How could Yaqing say this?"

The little girl said: "Other male classmates told her. She also told me that every time Uncle Tom wanted to capture a child, he would wait outside the window. If we find him, we must keep watching him, otherwise he will will approach us."

"This is a typical story to scare you children. I have to tell Yaqing's mother to stop watching short videos on the Internet." The little girl's mother scolded.

As she spoke, she subconsciously turned to look out the window, only to find that the man in gray on the sidewalk across the street had disappeared.

Just as she was about to take a breath and close the curtains on the other side, the woman was suddenly startled. She saw that the man had crossed the street at some point and was standing on the street below her building, still lowering his head and unable to see. appearance.

"Mom..." The little girl discovered that the man was missing, so she quickly got into the bed and pulled the quilt over herself.

Her mother felt her heart beat a little faster, and she quickly closed the curtains by mistake.

"Mom, you have to keep an eye on him, otherwise he will come close to us." The little girl reminded her from under the quilt.

"Go to bed soon, don't think too much!" The woman scolded her in a stern tone, but she knew that her voice suddenly increased because she actually wanted to embolden herself.

After saying this, she lifted a corner of the curtains, and then peeked out, her eyes narrowed, and she found that the man in gray who was standing downstairs just now was nowhere to be seen again.

Boom...boom...boom...boom...

Heavy footsteps were coming up the stairs step by step. Not long after, the unlocked bedroom door was opened with a click. As the door was opened, a gray figure was seen standing there, his head lowered slowly. Lift.

A middle-aged man whose facial features were squeezed and deformed into a weird "S" shape smiled at the mother and daughter.

"Cackle, cluck..."

The man's crooked mouth made an incomprehensible and strange sound. He opened his hands, but kept this posture and did not go any further.

Because at this time, his mother, who had turned pale with fright, was staring at him in horror with her eyes wide open.

The little girl was so frightened in the quilt that she cried loudly. Although she did not see this scene, she was already trembling all over just hearing the voice of "Uncle Tom", which made the quilt on her body shake violently.

Her mother quickly reached out to hold the quilt and touched the little girl's hand.

Although she was also shaking all over, she still wanted to protect her daughter at this moment. At the same time, she reached out and touched her mobile phone on the bedside table.

Just as she was about to turn on the phone screen, the little girl's mother suddenly realized what she had just ignored because she was too scared. This was exactly what her daughter reminded her.

She quickly raised her head and looked at the door of the bedroom again. When her vision went dark, she saw that the gray figure was already standing in front of her. With a swish, he got into the bed in a mechanical and weird way under her eyes.

puff!

An extremely strong smell of blood filled the air, as if something exploded under the quilt, and a large amount of blood flowed down the foot of the bed.

…

Four young men and women gathered in an abandoned house in the suburbs, sitting together, surrounded by leftover snack packages, a bonfire that was still burning, and a pot of freshly boiled water next to them.

"Why are you still playing Die Xian now? What era are you in?"

"That's right, let's play something more exciting."

"playing what?"

A young girl in her mid-twenties put aside a set of disc fairy that she brought specially and pouted slightly, looking unhappy.

"Play a ghost game." A dark-skinned man with a short hair said enthusiastically: "From now on, a ghost appears among us, but we don't know who it is or where it is hiding. Now we have to find it. .”

Another girl in exquisite clothes crossed her hands and looked around, and quickly reminded: "Don't talk nonsense, this place is so remote, be careful... Hey, who is the kid behind you?"

"Damn it, don't let me look back!" The short-haired man grinned.

"Really don't talk nonsense, otherwise you might really attract ghosts." A boy holding a book in both hands said. (End of chapter)