this is not a joke

"You said that these strange tales will appear in the human world?" The scavenger girl shook her head, "It's unlikely, although the breath that seeps into my black and white city is the ghost breath, but they haven't taken shape, that is, there are no specific strange tales Plot blessing."

"What do you mean?" Shen Lu was a little confused.

Pei Na also looked at her in surprise.

Lin Rui didn't even know what the scavengers were talking about.

Only Wei An suddenly said: "You mean, these auras only have the potential to become ghost stories, but they haven't formed any storyline yet? In other words, they can't form a real ghost story yet?"

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

Pei Na understood the conversation between the two, patted her chest, and said in a low voice, "I was shocked, I thought it would be a disaster if these breaths could enter the normal human world."

"It's really bad!" The scavenger girl suddenly turned her head to look at her, "Although these ghost stories have no storyline blessing, once they can enter your world like they have entered my black and white city now, your world will suffer a catastrophe !"

Wei An's face suddenly became ugly.

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

The thought in Wei An's mind could not be dispelled, and he said with difficulty: "As the black and white girl said, these ghost stories have no storyline blessing, 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 ghost talk world, they will never be able to enter the human world, or they can only enter through my dad's special ability. But now it's different..."

Speaking of this, everyone present understood what Wei An meant.

"Pure ghost talk breath, can enter the human world smoothly?!" Pei Na murmured.

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

After saying that, 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 these breath sources? I want to see what it is."

The closer you are to the direction of the source of the breath, the more you can absorb the breath that makes the city evolve faster. Why not do it for the scavenger girl.

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

But since Wei An made a request, the scavenger girl nodded without any hesitation, "You can go in that direction, but the speed will not be very fast."

Wei An knew the danger that the scavenger girl would suffer: "Don't be too fast, approach slowly, so that we can also slowly perceive it."

After a pause, he said: "Lin Rui, let me describe to you a strange story in an ancient house. You can perceive that place, and then inform the rules of the strange story there, and try to get close to us, no, try your best to get close to us, just say it's my order .”

……

human world.

"Mom, there's an uncle standing there outside the window all the time."

A six-year-old girl stands on her nap bed and prepares to undress with a book called Uncle Tom in a Coat lying open next to her pillow.

The little girl's mother was bending over to make the bed for her. Hearing this, she straightened up and looked down through the window beside the bed. She saw a man standing there on the opposite sidewalk under the second floor.

The man was wearing a gray overcoat, his hair was messy, and his head was lowered so he couldn't see his face.

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

Hearing her voice, she was obviously frightened, her little head was tucked into her collar tightly, and she looked at her mother.

The little girl's mother immediately stretched out her hand to pull one of the curtains, and replied: "Don't think about it, go to bed soon, Uncle Tom in the book is a good man, he likes children."

"But I heard from Yaqing that Uncle Tom approached the children in this way, and then took the children back and killed them..."

"Don't believe this nonsense." The little girl's mother immediately stopped her from continuing, "Why would Yaqing say such things?"

The little girl said: "It was told by other male classmates, and she also told me that every time Uncle Tom wants to take a child away, he will wait outside the window of that house. If we find him, we must keep watching him, otherwise he will be killed." will approach us."

"This is a typical story to scare your children. I have to tell Yaqing's mother to make her watch less short videos on the Internet." The little girl's mother blamed.

While speaking, she subconsciously turned her head 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 draw the curtains on the other side with a sigh of relief, the woman was startled suddenly, and saw that the man had already crossed the street at some point, and was standing on the side of the street below her building, with his head still lowered, unable to see appearance.

"Mom..." The little girl found that the man was gone, so she quickly got into the bed and pulled the quilt to cover herself.

Her mother felt her heart beating faster, and hurriedly closed the curtains.

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

"Go to sleep, don't think about it!" The woman scolded in a stern tone, but she knew that the sudden increase in her voice was actually to give herself courage.

After speaking, she lifted a corner of the curtain, and then peeked out, her pupils shrank slightly, and found that the gray-clothed man who was standing downstairs just now was nowhere to be seen again.

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

The sound of heavy footsteps was walking up the stairs step by step. Not long after, the unlocked bedroom door was snapped open, and as the door was opened, a gray figure stood there, with its head down slowly. lift up.

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

"Giggle cluck..."

The man's distorted mouth made a weird and indistinct sound. He opened his hands, but he kept this posture and didn't go any further.

Because at this time, the mother, who had already turned pale with fright, was staring at him with wide eyes, terrified.

The little girl was so frightened that she cried loudly in the quilt. Although she didn't see this scene, just hearing the voice of "Uncle Tom" made her whole body tremble, causing the quilt on her body to tremble violently.

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

Although she herself was also trembling 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 overlooked because she was too scared just now. This was exactly what her daughter reminded her.

She hurriedly raised her head and looked at the door of the bedroom again. As soon as her eyes went dark, she saw the gray figure standing in front of her. With a whoosh, she got into the bed in a mechanical and weird way under her nose.

puff!
An extremely strong smell of blood permeated the air, as if something had burst open in the bed, and a large amount of blood flowed down the foot of the bed.

……

Four young people, men and women, gathered in an abandoned house in the outskirts, sitting together, surrounded by leftover snack packages, and a bonfire still burning, with a jug of freshly boiled water beside them.

"What kind of Die Xian are you still playing now? What era is it?"

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

"playing what?"

A young girl who was about [-] years old put aside a set of dish immortals she had specially brought, and pouted slightly, looking unhappy.

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

Another well-dressed girl folded her hands and looked around, and hurriedly reminded: "Don't talk nonsense, this place is so remote, be careful... Hey, who is that child behind you?"

"Damn it, don't make me look back!" the inch-cut man grinned.

"Really don't talk nonsense, or you may really attract ghosts." A boy with a book in his hands said. (end of this chapter)