This is not a weird story

In the plot of Ghost Story, it is at the foot of the snow-capped mountains.

The old woman's wick in the soul lamp looked ferocious at the moment. Her face had been torn into pieces and was on the verge of completely collapsing.

But at the same time, her eyes were also wide open, and she seemed to be aware that she would be attacked if she closed her eyes.

The green light emitted around the long lamp was like layers of green cloth, turned over, as if to surround the wick, trying to protect the old woman's head from harm.

But the black shadow in the snowy mountain is rapidly approaching here, and an extremely terrifying pressure is coming. This black shadow seems to represent the strange projection of the man, and is the most terrifying existence in this ghost story.

The green light of the soul lamp not only wrapped around the old woman's head, but also extended out and began to grow stronger.

He should also be aware of the approaching terror and want to fight back.

…

Wei An naturally didn't know all this. When he left, he only hoped that the two parties could fight to the death.

However, the environment of the Dead City has been completely changed. Strictly speaking, it is no longer called the Dead City. The strange man was seriously damaged even if he could extinguish the soul lamp.

Maybe the plot will be completely damaged and reduced to an ordinary monster.

Wei'an looked at everything in front of him, feeling anxious in his heart. The door behind him that he just walked out of had disappeared, and now he was standing in a long corridor.

There is darkness at the end of the corridor. It doesn't look like another world, but it gives people the feeling that there is no end at all. Perhaps, the corridor in the darkness is the end of the world.

There are no fancy decorations on both sides of this corridor, just white wall bricks, neatly laid piece by piece. There are no windows in the corridor, but it doesn't feel dull at all.

"This is...the passage leading to the upper world?!" Wei An was stunned.

He walked forward cautiously, walking further and further. When he looked back, he could only see the same dark corridor as in front of him.

He kept walking like this for more than ten minutes when Wei An stopped.

He suddenly felt confused.

Looking back at the way he came, Wei An felt confused at this moment. He couldn't even tell which direction he was going!

Because the corridors before and after are exactly the same, there is no difference.

"If I continue walking here, I may not be able to tell which direction is forward and which direction is backward before I reach the end."

Because now Wei An found that his understanding of forward and backward was becoming confused.

He tried it and found that the inventory could no longer be opened, indicating that the world in this corridor was not an ordinary ghost story world, similar to the previous dead city.

However, the plot editor in his mind still exists, and after all its functions are developed, Wei An suspects that this editor may always exist in his mind from now on and will not disappear.

Even if I return to the normal human world, it should still exist.

In other words, you should be able to modify the plot in the world you currently know through the plot editor.

After continuing to walk forward for about half an hour, Wei An was actually unable to accurately calculate how long he had been walking. Although the mobile phone he carried was still on him, time had stopped long ago.

He realized that he might not be able to get out of this corridor.

He paused, lost in thought.

"Every world has a plot. No matter whether it looks like a plot or not, if there is no plot, no matter what world it is in, it will not work."

Wei An thought carefully and carefully recalled every strange story he had ever experienced.

Don't look back, Green Leaf Milk Tea Shop, Bloodthirsty Butcher, Passengers, Hospital Morgue, Dormitory 309, APP Solitaire, Three Rumors, Shocking Flight...

These ghost stories not only have plots, but also extremely rich plots. Even when I entered the dead city just now, I thought that the inventory could not be opened and thought that it was not a ghost story world and that there was no plot. This idea was obviously wrong.

The Dead City also has a plot, otherwise how to explain where the Moonlight Man came from? What is it going to do to itself?

The inventory cannot be opened because...

Wei An frowned and analyzed bit by bit.

If it were all a weird world with a plot, it would be impossible for the inventory to be unable to be opened, unless...

He slowly raised his head: "Not applicable! In the ghost story world of the Dead City just now, the inventory in my mind does not apply, although this inventory can be used in most other ghost stories I encountered."

"So, there are differences in the world of ghost stories. Not all worlds of ghost stories are the same." The doubts in Wei An's heart were like onion skins, being peeled off piece by piece, revealing the core inside.

"What I just did in the Dead City was to use the plot editor to directly transform the Kaitan world into the Kaitan world I am familiar with, so the inventory can be used again, and I can also use my weapons and equipment to kill those from different countries. The weirdness of the Kaitan world. In fact, the original weird world is different from the Kaidan world I encountered before. Because of the change in rules, their strength will be greatly reduced, because they can't adapt to it either!"

Wei An carefully looked at the corridor and thought to himself: "Then this place should actually be a ghost story world, and it also has a plot. It is just different from the ghost story worlds I have encountered, so the inventory cannot be opened."

Now he understands that the fact that the inventory cannot be opened does not prove that this is not the Kaitan world, it is just another world with completely different Kaitan rules.

Thinking of this, Wei An suddenly froze.

A strange idea based on this idea suddenly jumped into my mind.

"The rules are different, so we think this is not a weird world, but a normal world. Didn't we also think that the world we live in is normal at first? So... is the world where I was born and raised normal? Isn't it? Is this another ghost story world with different rules that I discovered now?"

Wei An thought of the breath called the breath of origin that was constantly pouring in. It might just be the ghost breath of a certain world. The moment it poured into his own world, it polluted and assimilated this world into the familiar ghost world.

In fact, the place where I grew up was originally a ghost story world, a different ghost story world.

It was as if when he first entered the Dead City, the Dead City was originally a ghost story world that he had never seen before, but he abruptly changed the plot of all the cursed corpses and turned it into a ghost story world that he was familiar with.

On the current Blue Star, it is not the same experience.

"What we are not used to is just that the current ghost story has been transformed into another ghost story!" Wei An's eyes became brighter and brighter, "Actually, all our worlds are ghost story worlds, and we live in them all the time. In the world of ghost stories.”

He looked at the end of the dark corridor in front of him and said to himself: "They are all ghost stories, and Blue Star is also a ghost story. All worlds are ghost stories, but they are presented in different forms. And as Blue Star people, the ghost stories we have always encountered are only roughly the same. They belong to the same type, so our thinking is rigidized by the same type of weird stories! We think that we are the normal ones, and other different rules are just weird stories!"

At this moment, Wei An had just experienced an unprecedented awakening.

He stared at the corridor, opened the plot editor in his mind, and clicked "Plot Speculation" directly.

Sure enough, with the support of the fully functional plot editor, the plot speculation about this corridor immediately appeared without reservation, and the content of the plot was so bizarre that Wei An had never seen it before. (End of chapter)