this is not a joke

Chapter 2 Don't Look Back
At this moment, Wei An's eyes were blurred, and soon a bloody mist rose from midair.

The fog dissipated, revealing a line of blood-stained text.

[Welcome, participant!You've entered F-rank ghost talk—don't look back. 】

After seeing this line of bloody text, Wei An almost fainted, his head buzzed, and everything in front of him felt unreal, as if he was in a dream.

He never expected that he would actually come across the strange rumors that have been circulating recently at this place and at this time!

And still alone!

It was too late for him to think for a long time, and more small blood-colored text appeared in front of his eyes.

【Ghost Talk: Don't Look Back】

【Grade: F】

[Type: Single (occasional)]

[Description of the event: Have you heard of it?There is a fire on each of the left and right shoulders and the top of the head of a mortal. The three fires are gathered together, and the yang energy is sufficient, and the ghost will retreat three points when seeing it.But if you suddenly turn your head when encountering a ghost, there is a certain chance that the fire on the top of your head and shoulders will be extinguished.At that time, the ghost will come close and die. 】

[Main task: From now on, no matter what happens, don't look back, keep it for 2 hours. 】

[Main task reward: 100 energy points]

[Hidden mission: None]

……

"Do not look back!?"

Wei An was stunned at first, then he reacted and scanned the text in front of him extremely quickly.

The information in this ghost story is very familiar. He had heard similar ghost stories told by his mother when he was a child.

It is said that there are three yang fires on the top of a person's head and shoulders. If a ghost calls you from behind, once you turn around, the yang fire on your shoulders may be extinguished, attracting evil spirits to approach you.

In other words, Zeng Guofa, who was in a car accident behind him and suddenly returned to the office, may really be a ghost now!
Trembling suddenly, Wei An heard footsteps behind him, and Zeng Guofa was approaching him step by step.

At this time, the strange talk information in front of him has disappeared, only a 2-hour countdown appears in the upper right corner of the eye, and it seems that only Wei An can see it.

The phone in his hand beeped busy at this time.

"Don't look back, don't look back!"

Wei An's legs were weak, and he subconsciously put his mobile phone into his trouser pocket, and immediately moved his trembling legs desperately, leaning on the wall, and walked towards the stairwell trembling all over.

In fact, Wei An was still in the shock and fear of suddenly encountering the strange talk at this time, so that he didn't even notice that the plot editor in his mind had lighted up slightly at the moment the strange talk appeared, and he only had time to fiddle with himself twice. textured perm hairstyle.

Fortunately, although she was so frightened that she was about to lie down on the ground, the hair style that was carefully cared for was not messed up!

"Wei...an..."

A voice from Zeng Guofa came from behind, and the tone had obviously become abnormal.

This guy died in the car accident, and Zhou Xin will definitely call me to tell me the news later!
Wei An was determined in his heart. Not only did he not agree, but he rushed into the elevator room at a faster speed and pressed the down button of the elevator.

The floor where the company is located is the 15th floor, and at the moment the nearest elevator stops at the 4th floor.

Seeing the elevator slowly coming up, Wei An's heart jumped into his throat. In the corridor outside the elevator room, the sound of heavy footsteps came step by step, and every step made him breathless.

The most important thing is that he can't look back, can't check how far the other party is from him, he can only listen to the sound to identify the position.

Snapped!
The sound of footsteps entering the elevator room made Wei An tremble, and the elevator that was going up had only reached the eleventh floor, so it must be too late.

Wei An immediately ran to the stairwell next to the elevator, pushed open the stairwell door, and rushed downstairs along the stairs with his head buried.

The stairwell door that closed automatically behind him was quickly opened.

"Wei...an..."

Zeng Guofa's urging voice sounded and came slowly.

Wei An ran faster and faster, stumbled and rushed down the third floor.

According to this escape speed, Zeng Guofa will definitely not be able to catch up with him.

At this time, due to the distance, Wei An's legs regained a lot of strength, and his body stopped shaking so much. After running for a while, he never heard the footsteps behind him or Zeng Guofa's urging voice.

Soon Wei An came to the first floor, out of breath, and pushed open the stairwell door. The hall on the first floor was dark. Although the lights were on here, the whole space was still very dark.

No one was seen in the hall, it was very quiet.

Wei An took out his mobile phone as he walked out, trying to call Zhou Xin.

When he pressed the dial button, a prompt came from his ear: "You are currently in a strange talk and cannot contact the outside world."

Wei An's heart sank. Since Zhou Xin couldn't be contacted, it must be impossible to call the police.

Putting his phone away, he quickly walked out of the building.

This time it was unexpected. Wei An originally thought that he was in a ghost story, and the streets would be empty. This space should be a separate and isolated world.

But I was surprised to find that there were cars passing by on the street, and there were passers-by walking on the street. It seemed that there was not much difference from usual except that there were fewer pedestrians and it was deserted.

Wei An didn't look back at the building behind him, he was worried that Zeng Guofa's ghost would come out with him, and this turning around might be the moment of death.

When he came to the street, he planned to take a taxi, but found that there was no taxi in the passing vehicles, and every car was moving very slowly, which allowed him to clearly see the appearance of the driver.

These drivers all kept their eyes on each other, with smiles on their faces. Even though Wei An was waving at the side of the street, they didn't turn their heads.

It feels like... like a tool man.

Wei An panicked a lot. Although the strange talk space he is currently in looks like the real world in terms of geographical location, but in fact everything here has changed, and it has become weird and inexplicable.

"what?"

At this moment, Wei An discovered the slightly glowing plot editor in his mind, and one of the originally gray buttons on the editor panel had a color.

This button shows "Story Speculation", other than that, the other buttons are still gray.

Wei An didn't dare to stay where he was for too long, and walked forward along the street while observing the plot editor in his mind.

He subconsciously walked in the direction of his own home. Of course, at this moment in the world of ghost stories, Wei An knew that he would never be able to return home no matter what.

The sky above was gray and shrouded in a haze. Passers-by on the street kept smiling, turning a blind eye to Wei An's panic and anxiety.

But Wei An soon realized that something was wrong. The footsteps of passers-by who passed by him suddenly disappeared when they walked behind him, and seemed to stop.

The hairs on Wei An's back stood on end, his scalp was numb, he didn't dare to turn his head, and immediately quickened his pace.

He could feel all the passers-by who just passed by standing behind him, staring at him without saying a word.

This feeling was like a thorn in the back, and goosebumps appeared all over his body. Wei An ran straight and ran to the corner of the street in one breath. After turning the corner, he leaned his back against the glass door of a closed shop, panting.

He didn't dare to look back, but after listening carefully, there was no sound of footsteps behind him, so he turned his attention back to the editor in his mind.

Without thinking too much, Wei An immediately pressed the only lit "Story Speculation" button through his consciousness.

In the next second, a text prompt appeared in my mind.

[It has been detected that it is currently in the plot of the ghost story...]

[Analyzing the plot of the host's experience...]

[According to the plot experienced by the host, three plots that may happen next have been speculated. 】

[Story 1: This glass window will change. A woman will appear in the window behind you. Her arms touch you through the glass. You think there is a flat and closed glass behind you, so when you are touched After bumping into it, you subconsciously looked back unpreparedly, and then you were dragged into the window by the woman through the glass.The probability of this scenario happening is 90%]

[Plot 2: You escaped the strange attack by the window, but your movements were slow, causing the passers-by to follow you one after another, some scratched your back, some stroked the back of your head, some whispered in your ear, In the process of running away, you slapped yourself behind in horror, and suddenly a cold hand grabbed your arm, pulling you around.The instant you turn around, you see them.The probability of this scenario happening is 50%]

[Plot 3: Your eyes are suddenly plunged into darkness, and you can't see anything. You can only hear the sound of the elevator door opening from your ear. Besides, someone else is breathing softly in your ear.Your mind was shaken, goosebumps appeared all over your body, you opened your eyes with all your strength, and found that you were still standing in the elevator room on the 15th floor of the office building, the elevator had just arrived and opened.But there was a wet and sticky feeling on your back, and at the same time a bloody smell permeated the air.The probability of this scenario happening is 10%]

(End of this chapter)