Trying to pretend to be human today

Chapter 22 The Toilet Ghost

Baisu stood in the aisle of the bathroom.

The surroundings are empty, and only after seeing it with my own eyes can I feel that other customers have completely disappeared.

Next came... Baisu turned around.

The head of the man who had been clinging to the top floor of the compartment and continued to watch him with intense gaze had retracted, and Baisu looked towards the compartment on the right.

The fourth room from the left is the place where the ghost begging for toilet paper is. Now there is no movement there, the door is locked from the inside, and it has not been pushed open from the outside.

Baisu knew that the ghost hadn't left.

He knocked on the door, and the sound of "Tuk Tuk Tuk" echoed in the empty bathroom again, like a countdown to death.

After knocking twice and putting down his hands, Baisu crossed his hands and stretched forward, then he pinched the door panel that had just been removed, slowly lifted it up, and suddenly smashed it down on the door of the fourth room with a swing.

The door panel is very heavy, at least ordinary people cannot easily lift it up with one person's strength. This scene is amazing enough in other places. Now there is no audience, only a victim.

The door to the fourth compartment was smashed open.

The toilet ghost who lowered his head to pick up the woman's severed hand just avoided it, and the broken wooden door grazed its slender neck and slammed heavily on the toilet tank behind it.

The water tank shattered in response, and a large amount of sewage gushed out from it, splashing all over the walls, and doused the ghost in black work clothes.

Baisu immediately blocked it with the piece in his hand, so he was not affected.

The toilet ghost looks ordinary, except for the long neck and pale complexion, it looks like a gloomy middle-aged man with no ambitions.

There are many fragments on its side, male, female, elderly and even children, enough to show how much evil it has done.

The ghost in the toilet saw that something was wrong, and consciously kicked the iron plate, it turned around and ran away.

The slender neck circled a few times and retracted to its normal length. The gloomy ghost didn't care about storing the severed human palms. It drove the white rolls in the compartment to turn into obstacles flying all over the sky.

The rolled paper went straight to Baisu's face, and after he stretched out his hand to grab it, the long white strip shot feignedly, drooped down, caught the human's neck and began to shrink.

A sense of suffocation came from the neck, Baisu opened his mouth, wanting to breathe more air.

Perhaps the area where the sewage was sprayed was a bit large, and the roll paper was not as flexible as the toilet paper ghost had imagined. The parts that were supposed to enclose the hands and feet of the black-haired young man had softened and were about to split.

But it doesn't matter, it has already touched the toilet, as long as it can be thrown in...to...into...

The toilet ghost, which was grabbing the toilet seat and trying to get in, couldn't go any further. Its slender neck was held from behind with one hand.

Then there was a strong pull from the back, and the toilet ghost was pulled back in a distorted way of looking up.

It saw... It saw the black-haired young man whose throat was heavily entangled in rolling paper, and who was not breathing up and down, pulling it away from the toilet with one hand.

Baisu leaned against the door frame and tore the toilet ghost off, threw it backwards on the ground outside, then stepped on it, and stepped on the toilet ghost, unable to escape.

After doing this, he suddenly coughed several times.

The rolled paper was still tightening, and the edges of the paper had already embedded themselves in the skin, and nothing bleeds where it should have bleed.

The attack strength of this scroll is much stronger than the ghost's own ghost claw.

His current shape is not very good-looking, the pervasive roll paper drills through every seam, covering his exposed skin in circles.

Doesn't do much damage, kind of impedes movement.

The knuckles dug between the flesh of the neck and the roll paper, and it could be torn apart, but it took some effort.

Baisu thought for a moment, then looked down at the instigator of everything.

"As long as we get rid of you, these papers will get out of control, right?" Baisu asked to himself.

He raised his arms high, and the remaining half of the wooden spikes on the door aimed at the toilet ghost. The latter looked terrified, and desperately drove the roll paper to pull the person's arms back.

It is indeed a dead ghost, but that doesn't mean it won't die again.

The toilet ghost claw gripped it up again, it grabbed Baisu's calf and lifted it up vigorously, but it did nothing but leave black scratches on the skin.

Why... wait a minute, what is going on with this human being!
The wound healed slowly, leaving only a black mark to prove that the toilet ghost had worked hard, just like the ones on the neck, without any red oozing out.

The last scene before its consciousness dissipated was the wooden board stuck in its mouth, and the huge force forced its jaw to open wide, and it seemed to hear the sound of the jawbone shattering inch by inch.

Ghost... it turns out it hurts too...

Baisu let go of his strength, and stood up straight with the door panel supported.

The wooden board that got stuck deep into the ghost's mouth in the toilet almost cut his head from the middle, but it was almost the same. When Baisu pulled the door away, he could see that only some skin and flesh remained, and the rest was compressed and flattened.

Throwing away the door panel covered with ghostly black oily blood, Baisu began to clean up the white rolled paper wrapped around his body.

The coiled paper loses the power bonus of the ghost and breaks as soon as it is pulled.

Then, a new problem came.

The dry part was pulled off, but the sticky ones wetted by water stuck to his body, he struggled a little between eating and changing, Baisu felt that he could not wrong his stomach.

The whole bathroom was dim for a moment, and Baisu who reappeared was refreshed.

After getting rid of the toilet ghost who was blindly staring at him and getting in the way, Baisu wanted to find the scent that had suddenly appeared before.

As soon as he opened his legs, he felt that he had stepped on something.

Looking down, a piece of paper appeared where the toilet ghost had been lying, but the toilet ghost disappeared completely.

Baisu bent down and picked up the piece of paper from the ground.

It is not so much a piece of paper as it is a card with a special style.

There is a capital R written in the upper left corner, and in the center is a realistic painting of the toilet ghost, which looks like it was taken and recorded. Right below, there are a few lines of small characters under the name of the toilet ghost.

Baisu looked at it carefully, and found that it was an explanation for toilet ghosts.

The toilet ghost was originally a human being, and has experienced a series of accidents. The specific story is complicated. In summary, he was trapped in the bathroom due to lack of toilet paper due to pranks, but he did not want to die due to an accident. His resentment made him a ghost.

Baisu turned over the paper, and on the back was written the toilet ghost's method of killing.

It will randomly select humans in the bathroom to beg for toilet paper, and the probability of being targeted is higher when placing an order. Whether it gives him paper or not, the final destination is death.

The ghost is cunning and has every reason to think you have disobeyed him.

"Recently, this ghost has developed a new scaring method, please pay attention~"

Baisu read out the last line of small characters, and then he frowned.

Player, who is the player?
Before he could figure it out, there was a creaking sound.

He looked up, but no one pushed the door of the bathroom, and he slowly opened it inward.

It was as if someone was asking him out.

(End of this chapter)