This is not a weird story

At this moment, Wei An's vision blurred, and soon a bloody mist rose from the air.

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

[Welcome, participant! You've entered the F-class weird story - don't look back. 】

After seeing this line of bloody words, Wei An almost fainted, his head buzzed, and he felt that everything in front of him was no longer real, and he seemed to be in a dream.

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

And he’s still alone!

There was no time for him to think for long, and more tiny bloody words appeared in front of him.

[Strange story: Don’t look back]

[Grade: F]

[Type: Single (occasional)]

[Event description: Have you heard of it? There is a fire on the left and right shoulders and on the top of the head of the mortal person. When the three fires are gathered together and the yang energy is sufficient, the ghosts will retreat three points when they see it. But if you suddenly turn around when encountering a ghost, there is a certain chance that the fire on your head and shoulders will be extinguished. At that time, the evil ghost will be close to you, and you will not be able to die easily. 】

[Main mission: From now on, no matter what happens, don’t look back. The duration is 2 hours. 】

[Main mission reward: 100 energy points]

[Hidden tasks: None]

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"Do not look back!?"

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

The information in this ghost story was 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 and you turn around, the yang fires on your shoulders may go out, attracting evil spirits to come closer.

In other words, Zeng Guofa, who was in a car accident but suddenly returned to the office, may really be a ghost now!

Wei An shuddered suddenly and heard footsteps behind him. Zeng Guofa was approaching him step by step.

At this time, the strange information in front of him had disappeared, and only a 2-hour countdown appeared in the upper right corner of his eye. It seemed that only Wei An could see it.

The phone in my hand heard a busy tone.

"You can't look back, you must never look back!"

Wei An's legs felt weak and he subconsciously put his phone in his trouser pocket. He immediately moved his trembling legs desperately, holding on to the wall, and walked towards the stairwell with his whole body trembling.

In fact, at this time, Wei An was still so shocked and frightened by the sudden encounter with the ghost story that he didn't even notice that the plot editor in his mind had lit up slightly at the moment the ghost story appeared. He only had time to fiddle with himself twice. textured perm hairstyle.

Fortunately, although I was so frightened that I almost fell into a box on the ground, my carefully cared for hair style was not messed up!

"Wei...an..."

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

This guy died in the car accident. Zhou Xin will definitely call me later to tell me the news!

Wei An was convinced. Instead of agreeing, he rushed into the elevator at a faster speed and pressed the down button of the elevator.

The company is on the 15th floor, and the nearest elevator stops at the 4th floor.

Seeing the elevator slowly moving up, Wei An's heart jumped into his throat. In the corridor outside the elevator room, the heavy footsteps came step by step, making him breathless with every step.

The most important thing is that he can't look back or check how far the other person is from him, he can only identify his position by listening to the sound.

Snapped!

The sound of footsteps entered the elevator room, and Wei An's whole body trembled. At this time, the elevator coming up had only reached the eleventh floor, and it would definitely be too late.

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

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

"Wei...an..."

Zeng Guofa's urging voice sounded and came slowly.

Wei An ran faster and faster, stumbling down to the third floor.

At this running speed, Zeng Guofa would definitely not be able to catch up with him.

At this time, because the distance was far away, Wei An's legs regained a lot of strength and his body no longer trembled so much. After running for a while, he no longer 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, the whole space still felt dark.

No one was seen in the hall, and it was extremely quiet.

As Wei An walked out, he took out his mobile phone and tried to call Zhou Xin.

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

Wei An's heart sank. Since he couldn't contact Zhou Xin, it was definitely impossible to call the police.

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

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

But I was surprised to find that I could see cars passing by on the street, and there were also passers-by walking on the street. Apart from the fact that there were fewer pedestrians and it was more deserted, it didn't seem to be much different from usual.

Wei An did not look back at the building behind him. He was worried that Zeng Guofa's ghost would follow him out, and that this turn might be the moment of death.

When he came to the street, he was going to take a taxi, but he found that there was no taxi among the passing vehicles, and each car was moving very slowly, which allowed him to clearly see the driver's appearance.

Each of these drivers looked intently, with smiles on their faces. Even if Wei An waved on the street, they did not turn their heads to look at him.

It feels... like a tool man.

Wei An felt panicked. Although the strange space he was currently in seemed to be geographically the same as the real world, in fact everything here had changed and became strange and inexplicable.

"Huh?"

At this moment, Wei An discovered the slightly shiny plot editor in his mind. One of the originally gray buttons on the editor panel turned out to be colored.

This button says "Plot Speculation", but other than that, the other buttons are still gray.

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

He subconsciously walked in the direction of his home. Of course, in the world of ghost stories at this moment, Wei An knew that he could not return home no matter what.

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

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

The hairs on Wei An's back stood on end and his scalp was numb. He didn't dare to look back and immediately quickened his pace.

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

This feeling was like a thorn in the back, and goosebumps appeared all over the body. Wei An ran like crazy 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 store and gasped for breath.

He didn't dare to look back. After listening carefully, he found that there were no footsteps behind him, and then he turned his attention back to the editor in his mind.

Without thinking much, Wei An immediately pressed the only lit "plot speculation" button through his consciousness.

The next second, a text prompt appeared in my mind.

[It has been detected that we are currently in a ghost story...]

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

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

[Plot 1: This glass showcase will change. A woman will appear in the showcase behind you, and her arms touch you through the glass. You thought that the glass behind you was flat and closed, so when you were touched After touching you, you looked back subconsciously without any precautions, and then you were dragged into the display window by the woman through the glass. The probability of this plot happening is 90%]

[Plot 2: You escaped the weird attack from the window, but your movements were slow, causing the pedestrians who just passed by to follow you one after another. Some people scratched your back, some touched the back of your head, and some whispered softly in your ear. As you were escaping, you slapped yourself behind in fear, and suddenly a cold hand grabbed your arm and pulled you around. The moment you turned around, you saw them. The probability of this plot happening is 50%]

[Plot 3: Your eyes suddenly fall into darkness and you can't see anything. You can only hear the sound of the elevator opening the door in your ears. In addition, someone else is breathing gently in your ears. Your mind was shaken and 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 is a wet and sticky feeling on your back, and at the same time, a smell of blood fills the air. The probability of this plot happening is 10%]