This is not a weird story

Wei An didn't expect to meet someone else here, and he was also a participant with a cursed playing card!

Not only that, this cursed poker will not disappear after entering another different world of ghost stories.

But if you think about it carefully, the function of Cursed Poker has always been a mystery. Through the safe it opens, participants can gain the ability to raise their heads.

Once you look up, you have the opportunity to observe the world above.

This seems to be something that no other props can do, only playing cards can do it.

"So this person's ability to get here must be related to playing cards. And like me and my ancestor Gan Ming, he should have used this playing card to open the corresponding safe and gain the ability to 'raise his head'." Wei An speculated .

As for this person’s identity...

He stared at the man kneeling on the ground and wrapped in flesh and blood, thinking in his mind, and after a moment he said: "Are you from the Hades organization?"

This Hades organization is the same as the Clan Father organization established by Gan Ming and the Gate of Hell organization established by Menno, but they belong to different countries.

However, Wei An had heard that this organization had always been very happy with the officials abroad, unlike the clan's father's organization, but he did not expect that they were also secretly looking to enter the upper world.

And looking at the situation now, the person sitting on his knees should be the leader of the Hades organization.

Now Wei'an got two playing cards, a K of hearts and a K of diamonds. Through the K of hearts, he opened the safe and gained the ability to "look up" and observe.

The safe in Diamond K was not seen.

As for the clan father Gan Ming, what he should get is the King of Spades. Through the King of Spades, he gained the ability to "raise his head".

The head of Hades in front of him should have entered here through the club king that had just been wiped out, and it seemed that the time was still before himself and Gan Ming.

But unfortunately he died in this place.

The man who was kneeling now was no longer alive. After Wei An took out the remaining playing cards from his body, the guy died quickly.

But Wei An speculated that he shouldn't have a golden finger like himself and Gan Ming, otherwise he wouldn't have ended up here.

Of course, from another level, it can be seen that the leader of Hades is indeed very powerful. He can reach this far without a golden finger and cannot open the inventory. He is already far beyond the others. many.

Wei An took a few steps back, glanced at the man, and then continued to walk forward, while turning on the spectator mode again.

Soon he found that the things around him that resembled eyeball nerves began to decrease, and the flesh and blood mud under his feet also became thinner, revealing some ground paved with stones.

Looking back, I saw that the giant-eyed monster world should have passed, and because I had the blessing of spectator mode, I was not affected much.

As for Gan Ming, who was walking in the front, because he had a map editor, he could easily avoid plot traps, so he should not have been affected at all.

While I was thinking, I suddenly heard a humming sound coming from the front, as if two people were fighting.

The sound of this kind of fighting was very familiar to Wei An. It was like people fighting in the human world before the ghost stories happened. There was no skill or any strange power, and they just relied solely on strength to win.

He did not leave the spectator mode immediately because he was not sure whether he would enter another ghost story world after leaving the monster world of Jutong.

Besides, there is still some time left in spectator mode, and Wei An also wants to take the opportunity to use it more, so that if he does enter the next ghost story, it can be counted as another activation.

Soon, as he approached the place where the two were fighting, Wei An's eyes suddenly shrank and he almost sat down on the ground.

The scene in front of him was unexpected and extremely shocking. One step further from where he stood was a cliff, and below the cliff was another level ground.

At this moment, two people were fighting on the flat floor. One was Gan Ming, and the other was an aunt in her sixties, whom Wei An didn't recognize.

What made him extremely shocked was that not far behind the two people, there was a huge mirror. However, this mirror could not reflect the surrounding scenery, but he could see other places through this mirror.

To be precise, I saw other worlds.

Under the mirror, there is a sophisticated instrument. At first glance, this instrument seems to come from some top-secret laboratory, but Wei An soon discovered that it was not from any laboratory that he could understand. Instruments used.

This instrument was about half a person tall, like a lecture desk in a classroom, but the precision and complexity of its operation gave Wei An the feeling that this was not a product that the current civilization could possess.

The entire instrument has no casing, and is just naked before your eyes. All the parts inside are running clearly. Among them are not only mechanical gears and high-precision electronic devices, but also some objects that Wei An cannot understand.

For example, there are a large number of black silk threads similar to hair, and round white beads. The bearing capacity of the beads seems to be very large, and there are dark blue electromagnetic flashes on them at the same time, pregnant with extremely terrifying power.

Wei An believes that this electromagnetic force will immediately bring great disaster to the current weird world after being separated from this instrument.

After thinking for a moment, while the two men were fighting inextricably, Wei An jumped onto the flat ground.

At this time, his spectator mode disappeared on its own, which showed that this place was already another world and no longer belonged to the strange world of giant eyes.

The two people who were fighting immediately noticed something strange here, stopped immediately, and turned around to look.

After seeing Wei An, Gan Ming blurted out: "You're not dead!?"

And the sixty-year-old aunt said: "It's you!"

After Wei An saw the aunt looking up at him, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity, although he was sure that he had never seen this person before.

After thinking for a moment, he said: "Are you... a Mennonite from the Gate of Hell?"

After several previous meetings, and after listening to Lin Rui's description, Wei An roughly guessed that Menno's real body should be the little boy, and that the aunt who had been holding Menno was his substitute or messenger. .

But I didn't expect that after entering here, the little boy's real body disappeared, replaced by the sixty-year-old aunt who had been controlled by him.

There could be no reason for this phenomenon. Wei An took a closer look at the aunt and found that there was still the look of the little boy Menno between her eyebrows, as if...

"Menno merged the two bodies into one, otherwise he wouldn't be able to get in here!" Gan Ming explained as if he understood Wei An's confusion.

Aunt Menno gave Gan Ming a hard look, pointed at him and Wei An and said, "If you two don't have special means, you will never get to this place!"

After a pause, she said: "Poker, are Poker still in your body?"

"Throw it away a long time ago!" Gan Ming said, still out of breath and in a nonchalant tone.

His face was covered with wounds, scratched by his aunt Menno.

However, Menno's face was also bruised and bruised, and neither of them had benefited just now.

In this world with completely different rules, neither of them can use their attack methods, so they can only hit each other like in a street fight.

"Why are we fighting? Why don't we go over there and study that thing together." Wei An suggested.

"Okay! You go first." Menno said.

Wei An now understood that these two guys probably wanted each other to test each other and reap the benefits, so they started to do it directly.

Of course, he just made a suggestion to ease the atmosphere, because the two people in front of him might have had a feud before, and the fight between the two was not a conflict at all, but a grudge that had been accumulated for a long time.

Just like Gan Ming wanted to kill himself just now, if given the chance, Wei An would definitely retaliate in the same way.

As soon as Menno finished speaking, he saw Gan Ming walking straight towards the precision instrument.

Menno sensed something was wrong and wanted to step forward to stop him, but after taking a few steps, he found that he was getting further and further away from Gan Ming.

Gan Ming laughed loudly as he approached the instrument: "No need to waste your energy, you can't get close to me anymore. Well, you're right, just stay where you are, I'll give it a try first!"

Just when he was talking, this guy had secretly started the map editor and pulled the three of them far away. It seemed that although everyone else was by his side, in fact, if he didn't use Gan Ming's method to move forward, he would be No matter what, you can't get close to him.

Wei An didn't say anything, just stared at Gan Ming as he quickly approached the precision instrument.

At this moment, he discovered that Gan Ming's figure seemed to have completely overlapped with the instrument, and the other party's shadow was projected into the huge mirror and quickly disappeared, becoming one and the same, as if Gan Ming originally belonged there.

At the same time, a click was heard, and the precision instrument began to run faster.

Both Menno and Wei An seemed to hear the hearty and proud laughter from Gan Ming.

"That's it, that's it!"

At this moment, he seemed to have found the answer he had been looking for.

"No, I want to get closer!"

When Menno heard this voice, he was very anxious.

He wanted to get closer to the instrument, but after taking a few steps again, he found that it was still getting further and further away.

Raising his hand and pointing in the direction of the instrument, Menno said to Wei An: "That instrument... is the key to the operation of the world of all ghost stories. Gan Ming cannot be allowed to succeed alone! Find a way quickly, find a way quickly..."

"It's too late to think of anything!" Gan Ming's voice came from the mirror, "It turns out that the world where you were born is so small!"

Upon hearing these words, Menno's face immediately changed color, and he stared at the huge mirror in horror.

Wei An knew very well that Menno himself was weird and came from a certain ghost story, but he had always been closely related to the world he was in, and he also established the Hell Gate organization from it. This led the Monster Story Management Bureau to think that Menno and Gan Ming The same, they are all natives of the human world.

In fact, Wei An has changed his mind. Even the world he was born in is actually a weird world in the eyes of other worlds.

People who live in their own world are just weirdos who follow another rule in the eyes of other weirdos.

It's just that weirdness is strong and weak, and the rules it operates on are different.

Otherwise, there would be no investigators or other unofficial participants like himself who could break the strange stories and kill the weird ones.

Everyone just has different camps and different purposes.

Menno stared at the mirror in horror for a moment. Suddenly, Menno's body exploded. His frightened face was torn into pieces, and his body turned into more than ten pieces, scattered on the ground.

"If your world is closed by me, you will be finished!" Gan Ming's voice came out with arrogance, and he laughed at the same time.

Wei An was shocked.

He didn't expect that this guy could control the instrument to directly close Menno's world, but he and Gan Ming belonged to the same world. Even if the other party found a way to close this world, he couldn't close it immediately, otherwise Gan Ming himself would be dead.

But if he wanted to destroy Wei An, Gan Ming would definitely find other ways.

"Found it!" Gan Ming's voice came out.

However, as Wei An expected, he could not directly close the world. Instead, he wanted to find Wei An himself and directly "close" his individual by controlling the rules of the world.

Wei An wanted to use "plot positioning" immediately, but found that this huge flat ground was very special. There seemed to be no running plot, so he could not find a path close to the instrument through "plot positioning".

"There is no plot running, so can I think that every decision and every action that follows can be counted in the unknown plot?"

Wei An thought quickly.

He quickly consumed a large amount of energy points and turned on the "plot speculation" of the plot editor to the maximum. At the same time, the plots he speculated flashed in his mind.

[Plot 1: You try to walk to the left...after seven steps, you fall into the endless abyss...]

[Plot 2: You try to go to the right... and you fall into the weird swamp of vision in the first step...]

[Plot 3: You try to take two steps back and find that there is nothing abnormal. You take three steps forward to the left, but there is still nothing abnormal. Then when you take two steps to the right, tragedy occurs. Your eyes are filled with white, and you smell something in your nose. There is a burning smell and you are blinded...]

[Plot 4:...]

[Plot 5:...]

…

In an instant, hundreds of conjectured plots appeared in Wei An's mind.

As long as a certain plot is speculated to be effective in subsequent actions, he will continue to consume energy points to speculate along this plot, and continue to act in his mind.

This process seems very slow, but in fact the words appear in your mind very quickly. You don’t even need to look at them. Instead, you know them instantly as they appear, and then immediately take the next step of speculation.

The energy points in my mind dropped sharply to more than 10,000, then to only more than 2,000, and then to more than 100...

But at this time, he had already speculated on more than 900 plots, and found the closest way to the instrument through these plots.

Soon he walked forward, moving extremely quickly, as if he had walked hundreds of times.

After a few seconds, he broke through this seemingly extremely remote geographical trap and stood in front of the instrument.

At this time, Gan Ming is still looking for how to find the character Wei An and eliminate him from the human world.

The next second, Wei An felt that his body suddenly became transparent. This was because he was close to the instrument.

Not only that, he had a feeling that he was about to turn into this instrument at this moment. The plot editor that had been hidden in his mind became a reality at this moment. He crazily drilled into a corner of the instrument, and he The consciousness also rushed in.

However, a strong resistance soon arose, preventing him from continuing to integrate with this instrument.

In the corner on the other side, something similar to a plot editor was flashing, and at the same time, Gan Ming's shadow appeared on the mirror, roaring at him.

"Sure enough, you also have an editor! Our editors all belong to it. Why can you have one besides me?!"

Wei An knew at this moment that through the editor, he and Gan Ming could be integrated into this strange instrument, but Gan Ming was able to use his map editor to find the strange world he wanted to find, and then close it.

Although there was resistance, the editor seemed to belong to this instrument originally, and it still quickly integrated into it, making a clicking sound.

Wei An was soon able to clearly sense that the power from Gan Ming in this strange instrument was rampaging somewhere, and that place was the human world where he was born.

At the same time, a huge sense of control came, and Wei An felt like he could control the world in an instant.

However, because of the interference from Gan Ming's power, this power became no longer so pure and unique.

Gan Ming felt the same way at this time.

He knew that he was about to find Wei An, he would find it soon, and he had to fight for this last chance.

Wei An also felt the same way, but instead of jumping into a rage like Gan Ming, he calmed down and thought about how to use his plot editing function to counter the opponent.

Now it seems that plot editing is useless. He has found his own human world by following Gan Ming's reflection in the mirror. However, only by finding the other person's true identity in the human world can Gan Ming be closed.

But the world in the instrument in front of me is a white fog, and I can only rely on feeling, not sight.

In his opinion, everyone in this world is the same, with no characteristics, and the plots of everyone are normal and no different.

Even among the human participants who have encountered kaidan, although their bodies are different, there are still many people who have encountered kaidan, which is still a very large number.

At this moment, Wei An's eyes lit up. He discovered that there was a person in this world whose plot seemed completely different from others. In other words, he had no plot at all.

It's like a green dot suddenly appeared among all the red dots, it's so different.

Immediately focusing all his attention on this person, Wei An originally thought that this person was himself, because after all, he owned this plot editor that seemed to come from a strange device.

But soon he discovered something was wrong. After carefully observing the man's movement, he was suddenly startled and couldn't help but scream.

"Dad!"

Of course, the Wei Zhengdong that Wei An sees now is not still in the human world. What he sees is just a hologram of this world, regardless of whether that person is currently in this world or not.

same moment.

Dark space.

Wei Zhengdong looked apologetically at the frustrated boy sitting on the ground and the motionless resentful soul of Guiying behind the boy, and then turned to look at the blank scavenger girl on the other side who looked confused and seemed a little confused.

Pei Na's voice sounded next to him: "Uncle Wei, don't blame yourself! You are also trying to save us, they won't blame you."

Wei Zhengdong sighed: "I was also afraid that your lives would be in danger, so I came in a hurry. First, I destroyed the child's house, and then the city. What's the city called?"

"Black and White City." Pei Na said.

She looked back at the scavenger girl who was sitting on the ground with a still blank expression.

"But this is okay. The role of the scavenger girl transformed into the old ghost has not recovered for a long time, and the condition is very bad. If Uncle Wei comes a little later, I am afraid that Wei An and I will never see each other again. Under the control of the old ghost Next, the black and white city will be destroyed in the same way, but in a different way."

"But what about Wei An?" Wen Qiong has been thinking about this problem and said: "If the Black and White City is destroyed, then the connection to the upper world..."

Before he finished speaking, the boy raised his head and replied with a bitter look on his face: "The thread is still there, I can feel it, but my ancient house is gone!"

"The ancient house is gone, but it can still be built. Uncle, help you!" Wei Zhengdong patted his chest.

"Goodbye, sir! I won't bother you. You have a good rest. I will take my time to complete the task of rebuilding the main ghost story." The boy waved his hand hurriedly.

He pondered for a moment, "I can sense the thread. Master, do you want to go over and have a look?"

"Yes, of course I want to go!" Wei Zhengdong nodded.

A burst of pleasure surged in the boy's heart. He couldn't just destroy a strange story in secret. He nodded hurriedly, then unfolded the connecting thread and connected one end to the pothole at his feet.

Unaware of the danger, Wei Zhengdong jumped into the pothole and did not let anyone else follow him.

Soon he felt a strong suction force.

His body sank and he appeared in Moon City.

At this moment, Moon City is no longer a dead city, but the moonlight shines everywhere.

But soon the city began to shake.

After spending some time, Wei Zhengdong ignored that and passed through several red coffins and collapsed houses. He found a shaking door, opened it and left.

Standing in an unknown corridor, he felt that the corridor was like a python. The snake's skin was all wrinkled and seemed to be in pain. At the same time, the corridor was shaking violently.

Without hesitation, he walked forward about fifty meters and saw a room door. He walked over, opened the door and stepped out. Unexpectedly, it was empty outside.

As soon as his foot hit the air, he felt weightless. Wei Zhengdong screamed in fright. He fell down and hit the giant pupil, smashing the giant pupil into pieces. Wei Zhengdong fell into the giant pupil. Dong was also beaten to a pulp.

After finally standing up, this land of flesh and blood began to shake.

But this time, before Wei Zhengdong walked out of here, the space completely collapsed, and a huge flat ground appeared in front of him.

At the same time, he saw a strange precision instrument on the flat floor. When he walked over and took a look, he saw a huge mirror.

For some reason, Wei Zhengdong felt that something was calling him, and the call came from the instrument.

He quickly approached.

As soon as I stood in front of the instrument, a voice suddenly came into my ears: "Dad, come closer, I'm here!"

When Wei Zhengdong heard the voice of his son, he immediately said happily: "An'an, where are you? Come out with me quickly. Your dad is too awesome. These places can't bear my arrival!"

Wei An replied: "Have you not noticed that this place has not changed at all since you appeared?"

Wei Zhengdong was stunned, and sure enough, he discovered that the flat floor under his feet was stable. Nothing here, whether it was the flat floor, instruments or mirrors, had any vibration or change.

"Dad, I can tell you with certainty that you are the bug in this weird instrument in front of you!" Wei An's voice continued, "I just found out. I have the Goldfinger plot editor, which comes from this instrument. , and the clan father Gan Ming also has the Golden Finger Map Editor, which also comes from this instrument. All the worlds rely on this instrument to run. If it stops, we will all be doomed. But you are different. You are the bug of this instrument. Even the most sophisticated instruments have bugs, come in and help me!"

Wei Zhengdong was completely confused.

"Me? Bug?"

He subconsciously approached the instrument and heard a clicking sound from the running instrument. Gan Ming's figure was instantly ejected from the mirror, but his map editor had been left inside the instrument.

The next second, Wei An was also ejected from the mirror, and the plot editor in his mind also remained in the instrument.

As Wei Zhengdong got closer, the entire instrument made a clicking sound, as if it was running normally but was being hindered by something and would soon stop.

Wei An hurriedly said: "Dad, don't come forward again! Just hold on to Gan Ming and leave the rest to me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly pounced on the instrument again.

Gan Ming got up from the ground, clenched his fists, and his eyes were about to burst. He didn't expect that he was about to win, but he was suddenly ejected.

Now I see that the situation has taken a turn for the worse, which is very detrimental to me.

He yelled at Wei Zhengdong: "Damn old man, don't get in the fucking way! Get out of here!"

In this place, everyone is an ordinary person. Even if they fight, it is just like a street fight. Gan Ming believes that he is younger than Wei Zhengdong. In addition, he exercises all the year round. His body absorbs the best nutrients. It is not difficult to defeat the opponent. The problem just needs to be solved quickly.

After hearing his son's instructions, Wei Zhengdong was unmoved by Gan Ming's scolding and instead put his body between Gan Ming and the instrument.

Wei Zhengdong's legs were bent, his right foot was slightly forward, the heel of his left foot was firmly planted on the ground, and the muscles of his arms were tense, making fighting movements.

The next second, an inexplicable bark came from his mouth.

…

Wei An entered the instrument alone, and with the connection he established with the plot editor, he quickly took control of the operation of the entire instrument.

He could clearly feel the interference caused by his father's bug to the instrument. However, because Wei Zhengdong had different goals at this moment, there were only signs of interference and no substantial impact on the place.

Wei An also discovered that his plot editor and Gan Ming's map editor were indeed parts of this instrument, and were owned by the two of them for unknown reasons.

But this is no longer a problem now. Wei An carefully examines every part of the operation of the instrument and observes every different world it affects.

These worlds are collectively called the ghost world. In fact, their creation is the result of the operation of this instrument, including their own human world, and even themselves and their families.

So, where did the instrument come from in the first place? What exactly is this higher civilization? Who left the instrument here?

Wei Jing quietly observed and felt the time passing by bit by bit.

I don't know how long it took until he completely mastered the operation of this instrument, mastered the mechanism of the world of ghost stories, and mastered other functions of this instrument.

He opened his eyes and saw a human face through the huge mirror.

This is the face of a very ordinary man. He seems to be observing the instrument through the mirror, as if he is observing himself.

"It seems...he has woken up!"

He suddenly spoke, and the sound of thunder rang in Wei'an's ears.

From behind him, Wei An saw other weird and fantastic scenes, a person's life, the prosperity of a world, the decline of a planet, a large number of consciousnesses that became substantial and flying in the air, and countless The annihilation of stars and even the entire universe...

The man outside the mirror stretched out his hand to him, and time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Wei An frowned slightly and thought. Time passed by minute by second. He slowly closed his eyes, then relaxed his brows and shook his head.

He smiled.

In the person's stunned expression, the picture outside the mirror disappeared bit by bit, closed, and was never seen again.

The world outside the Kaitan World is huge and wonderful, but I have never had so many needs.

Wei An knew his purpose very well. It was enough for him to explore his own world and explore everything in this strange world.

A thought arose, and Wei An could feel that this instrument now belonged to him, and he had become its real controller. Three words gradually appeared in his mind.

"World...World...Yi!"

If he wants, he can immediately open some closed ghost worlds and create more worlds.

In fact, he was trying this and got the result easily.

After operating it once, Wei An separated his body from the world instrument, stood beside the instrument, and looked at Gan Ming, who had been beaten by his father's set of wild dog punches and was helpless.

This guy has fallen into a semi-conscious state and is still begging for mercy feebly...

Wei Zhengdong posed on the side, making the sound of a wild dog guarding his food, and shouted: "I am a vegetarian, but this set of wild dog boxing comes from a famous and authentic family!"

"Dad, we should go back!" Wei An pursed his lips and smiled.

…

A few days later.

The boy Jie Jie had a strange smile, and the smile on his new facial makeup was extremely exaggerated. Together with Gui Ying's resentful soul, he lived in the strange story that Wei An had tailor-made for them - the ancient Liyuan house.

This new ghost house is still the main ghost story of the super large ghost story, and the boy controls all the ghost stories.

In another brand-new black-and-white city that perfectly replicated the previous one, the scavenger girl showed a gentle smile and felt all the creatures in this white city full of white buildings, which belonged to her own people.

And below this White City, that is, on the opposite side.

A dark city with all black buildings stood looming. The old ghost sat alone in this black city, with only black shadows and no real bodies of residents coming and going in front of him.

She looked confused and looked up at the sky, looking in the direction that belonged to Baicheng but was completely out of reach.

In Moon City, Lin Rui and Shen Lu have rebuilt the place and returned a large number of red coffins and cursed corpses to their original positions.

Under Lin Rui's ability to materialize, countless people were materialized, and Moon City showed rare prosperity.

Today's human world is extremely clean, and no other weird stories have invaded it.

However, the family named Wei that originally lived in Zhoucheng has completely disappeared since then, as if it had never existed.

At the same time, Wei An and Pei Na traveled together, traveling through countless strange worlds of various sizes.

And on the huge flat floor where the World Ceremony is placed, there is already an extremely cozy house, where Wei Zhengdong and Wen Qiong live.

Wen Qiong is doing better. From time to time he goes to other ghost worlds and travels with Wei An and Pei Na.

Only Wei Zhengdong, apart from this flat layer, the most he went to was back to the human world and the dark space, because it was the only place that would not be destroyed.

In the huge mirror on the ground floor, a figure from behind was quietly observing the world instrument and everything here.

After a long time, the figure turned around and muttered to himself.

"After this void, countless weird things and countless anomalies can indeed be born! But it's a pity for that person..."

After saying this, the man put the things in his hands aside and left leisurely with his hands behind his back.

That thing stood there quietly, standing behind the huge mirror, but it was a wooden sculpture!

The facial features and body shape of this woodcarver are exactly the same as those of Wei An. The only difference is probably just a hint of charm.

However, this ray of charm may never be replenished, because it is the blank left intentionally by the person who left.

(End of the book) (End of this chapter)