This is not a weird story

If there were no participants in this strange story, Wei An would be much easier to handle.

He just needs to find out who the weird person is, or where its hidden location is, and then find the nearby door.

As for whether that door can connect to Lin Rui's side, you only need to give it a try to find out. This is the best way at present.

But if there are participants present now, and I have the temerity to disturb the weirdness and trigger the weird talk rules in advance, it will probably have an impact on these participants.

The most fatal consequence is that the participants died tragically here and could no longer leave.

So after seeing the participants, Wei An had to pay attention.

In fact, if you think about it from another angle, ghost stories are popping up like mushrooms in the human world nowadays. A large number of ghost stories are emerging one after another, and the number is extremely large. This also leads to many participants entering into ghost stories all the time.

Unless it's a very unorthodox or too high-level ghost story, it's normal to see participants in an ordinary-level ghost story.

If there are no participants in this strange story, Wei An will have to be more alert, because maybe this strange story is special in some aspects and must be treated with caution.

The two participants, a man and a woman, did not look like boyfriend and girlfriend because they looked somewhat similar, but rather like brothers and sisters.

And Wei An noticed that the expressions of the people around them were all normal, not as nervous, helpless, or frightened as these two people, so there might not be other participants nearby, just the two of them.

But Wei An did not go over immediately. Instead, he found a big tree and stood behind the tree to observe carefully.

…

Yang Jingpeng was holding a candy bar mobile phone in his hand. This mobile phone was very old, with nine-square buttons on it, and the screen was not color.

The palm of his hand holding the phone was full of sweat. He looked nervously into the mourning hall, then turned to Yang Huiqing who was sitting next to him and asked: "Sister, what should I do now? I don't really want to go to the corpse in the mourning hall to get it." A strip of jade brocade, right?"

Yang Huiqing shook her head, obviously confused. The main reason was that the current ghost story mission had a time limit. At this moment, there was a countdown running under the corners of their eyes.

The countdown that keeps decreasing minute by minute is like a sharp knife approaching my neck all the time.

"The mission says that no one can discover our intentions." Yang Huiqing said: "If we go directly to the corpse and remove the jade brocade from under the shroud, it will definitely attract the attention of the deceased's relatives and friends. This would be too conspicuous. The second task in the mission The first way is to go to the bathroom next to the mourning hall, wash your hands with corpse wax, and then take away the hairpin according to the instructions. I think the second method is less risky, so why not try the second method directly."

"Now it seems that the second method is indeed more reliable, but what's going on with this phone?" Yang Jingpeng said: "There are no call records in it, but it was given to us as a prop. What is it doing?"

"I don't know either. The last time I entered the ghost story, I went in with a large group of people, and it was only F level." Yang Huiqing frowned and said: "I was lucky that time. There was an experienced investigator in the team, and I followed him later. Everyone finished it in a daze. I’m still confused to this day.”

After a pause, Yang Huiqing continued: "But you have to remember that you must be calm in the ghost story, never panic, and follow the mission instructions. As long as no mistakes are made, there is a high chance of completing the mission."

"Sister, can you let go of my hand?" Yang Jingpeng said, "Your fingernails are so long. You keep scratching me, and the back of my hand is scratched."

Yang Huiqing let go of her hand in embarrassment: "...Now let's do the second method first. Show me your phone first, and then go to the bathroom and follow the instructions."

"Should I go?" Yang Jingpeng asked in surprise.

Yang Huiqing nodded: "There are many boys here. If you encounter difficulties in the bathroom, just call and many boys will run in to help you. But if I go, those girls may not dare to go into the bathroom to help when you encounter difficulties."

"You are... cheating on me!"

Yang Jingpeng muttered, handed the phone to Yang Huiqing, stood up reluctantly and walked to the bathroom next to the mourning hall.

Yang Huiqing took the candy bar phone and began to study it with her head down.

Although Yang Jingpeng said so, he knew that he must do this kind of thing by himself, and he was not at ease letting his sister go to the bathroom alone. Then he checked the task prompts in front of him and walked to the bathroom at the end of the corridor of the mourning hall.

When he was about to enter the bathroom, a man just washed his hands and walked out. It seemed that he was a relative of the deceased in the mourning hall next to him. He was also wearing sackcloth and mourning.

Seeing that there were people here, Yang Jingpeng became a little bolder. Regardless of whether he recognized them or not, he nodded with them and walked into the men's room.

Yang Jingpeng forced himself to calm down. Starting from the first cubicle, he opened the cubicle doors one by one to see if there was anyone inside.

After entering the bathroom, he didn't know whether it was for psychological reasons or something else. He felt that the place suddenly became cold and eerie.

After all, this was the bathroom of a funeral parlor, so it would be false to say he wasn't afraid, not to mention that he was about to do something even more unbelievable according to the prompts.

After seeing that there was no one here, Yang Jingpeng walked to the sink and took a look at himself in the mirror. His face was slightly pale and his expression was still very nervous. The partition doors behind him were in disrepair, some were closed by themselves, and some were half-open. …

No matter what state these compartment doors were in, it seemed to him at this moment that there was a pair of eyes quietly watching him behind the compartment doors that could not be reached by his sight.

Shaking his head, not daring to think too much, Yang Jingpeng took out a metal box the size of Fengyoujing from his pocket. In addition to the cell phone just now, this was the second mission item after entering this strange story - corpse wax. .

Opening the metal box, Yang Jingpeng couldn't help but put it to his nose and smell it. There was no stench as expected, but instead there was a strange fragrance.

But soon the fragrance changed in the nose, turning into a faint body fragrance mixed with a strange smell, just like the smell of the stale cream that some elderly people often put on their bodies.

This taste...

"vomit--"

Yang Jingpeng couldn't help but retched several times. He quickly turned on the faucet and washed his nose with water before he felt a little better.

He didn't want to smell this smell a second time, because it smelled good at first, but the fragrance quickly turned into a strange and impressive odor, which was even more unpleasant than smelling the bad smell directly.

At least the odor will disappear once it's far away from the source, but this strange scent can remind the brain of this feeling.

After struggling for a moment, Yang Jingpeng first washed his hands, then pulled out a piece of toilet paper and wiped them clean. Then he stretched out his index finger and wiped a little of the corpse wax out. He quickly spread the corpse wax evenly between his palms with both hands.

But he soon realized that he had not applied enough, so he had to apply more, and tried to control his breathing to avoid smelling too much of the smell.

Then Yang Jingpeng followed the task prompts and walked to the fifth compartment behind him, which was also the last compartment, and pushed open the automatically closing door.

The smell of corpse wax wafted from his hands from time to time, which made him feel very uncomfortable. He was worried about something approaching him from behind. After entering the compartment, he immediately closed the door but did not lock it.

Then Yang Jingpeng knelt down and glanced at the black hole in the urinal.

The toilet looked very clean and not too disgusting. He hesitated for a moment, then put his right hand coated with corpse wax into the hole of the toilet, looking for the hairpin mentioned in the mission prompt.