This is not a weird story

As soon as the female corpse finished speaking, Wei An felt a faint aura pouring into his mind.

He was slightly startled, lowered his head and looked with his blurry eyes, and found that these auras came from the female corpse at a close distance.

To be precise, it emanated from the mouth and nose of the stillborn fetus that had been hanging in the female corpse's arms, and was absorbed by himself.

"Black energy!?"

Since listening to Jian Hui's introduction on how to build spiritual barriers last time, Wei An is now very sensitive to the emergence of black energy.

Although he had never encountered it before, he now found that these breaths could be integrated into his mind, and it might be that kind of black breath.

Black energy comes from places where weirdness occurs. The more evil the person is, the greater the chance of black energy appearing. However, Jian Hui once said that usually the space where the black gas is located is a closed space, and this closed space needs to be broken to find it.

However, there was very little black energy, only a little bit like before, and it still came from the stillborn fetus.

In a stillborn fetus? hermetic space?

Wei An couldn't figure out why this happened, but it seemed that this black energy was like a reminder to him, but he had already learned about the role of black energy in building spiritual barriers from Jian Hui in advance.

The next second, all the blurred scenery in front of him, including the female corpse, disappeared instantly, and a message that the ghost story was completed popped up.

【congratulations,……! You have completed the F-class Strange Story - Passenger. 】

[Personal result evaluation: Completed normally. 】

[Main mission reward: 100 energy points. 】

[Props obtained: None. 】

Compared with the previous tasks, the rewards after completing this task are very conventional, with no extra energy points, no other special rewards or props.

"Props?"

Wei An remembered the screwdriver just now. After the taxi driver threw it on the ground, he was eager to find the whereabouts of the body and couldn't see clearly, so he forgot to pick up the screwdriver.

It's a pity, it's possible that the screwdriver was a prop.

The light in front of Wei An's eyes became brighter and brighter, and the vague feeling just now disappeared.

As for "Liu Gui's Eyeball", he does not need to deliberately take it back. Once the energy of this eyeball is exhausted, it will stop running on its own and return to the inventory in Kaitan.

My vision became clearer and clearer, and my sense of sight, touch, and smell soon returned to their original appearance.

Wei An blinked, looked around, and found that he had not moved at all, still standing on the street, just like at the beginning of the ghost story, waiting for a taxi on the street.

Not only that, there was actually a dark blue taxi parked not far away from where he was standing, but there was no driver in sight.

And Wei An still remembered that he didn't see a taxi in front of him before he suddenly entered the ghost story. In other words, this car should have just arrived.

In the real world, pedestrians on the street were still there, and no one noticed that a strange story had happened here.

Wei An didn't show anything special, even though he had just come out of the ghost story.

I have to say that my psychological quality is getting stronger and stronger.

Staring at the dark blue taxi, Wei An felt a strange feeling in his heart. He bent down and carefully looked at all the places in the car. His eyes also lingered for a moment on the slightly bulging seats in the back row of the car. .

Somehow, he reached in through the open window and pressed on the back seat.

No unusual findings were found.

Walking around to the driving position, Wei An looked around, but still didn't see the driver. He opened the door directly, reached out and touched a button in the lower left corner, and gently lifted it up.

With a click, the trunk of the taxi was opened.

Wei An came to the trunk and was startled when he saw a graceful figure curled up in the trunk like a baby, seemingly unconscious.

Reaching out and pushing her shoulder, Wei An called out: "Pei Na!"

The next second, Pei Na's eyes opened quickly. She seemed to have had a big dream. The moment she opened her eyes, she felt hazy and confused, but soon this feeling disappeared like lightning and was replaced by a feeling of hazyness and confusion. There was a strong sense of anger mixed with vigilance.

With a push of her left hand, her graceful figure jumped out of the trunk of the taxi quickly like a nimble monkey. Pei Na's big black jewel-like eyes had narrowed into slits, making the curvature of her slender eyelashes extremely attractive.

His eyes were sharp and he glanced around.

At this moment, she didn't look like a weak female assistant. Wei An felt that this woman could easily crush him to death with just two fingers.

"You can explain what happened just now if you want, but if you don't want to explain, that's okay." Wei An's words were full of desire for survival.

At this moment, some passers-by saw Pei Na jumping out of the trunk of the taxi. They were surprised and couldn't help but stop and watch, but they didn't dare to come up.

Pei Na didn't seem to notice other dangers. She turned her gaze away and looked at Wei An: "I only remember that I got into the back seat of the taxi just now. The car drove not long ago and I didn't know anything else."

"It was in the trunk when you woke up?" Wei An wondered.

Pei Na nodded.

Wei An stretched out his index finger and tapped his head, "Then the taxi came back in a circle, parked next to me, and sent me into the ghost story."

"Have you entered the ghost story?!" Pei Na was surprised.

"Yes, just now." Wei An raised his head and looked at the nearby surveillance cameras.

Pei Na quickly called the bureau and asked to investigate the surveillance near the street and find the driver information of the taxi in front of her.

"What kind of weird story did you just get into?" Pei Na hung up the phone and asked Wei An.

Wei An said: "It's very complicated, very bizarre. It feels like a weird story, but not like it at the same time."

Speaking of this, Wei An looked up at the sky.

There was no dazzling sunlight in the sky at this time, which allowed him to observe boldly with confidence.

After a long time, this guy suddenly said to himself: "Is anyone watching my performance?"

Pei Na stared at the face looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle with a puzzled expression. She didn't know what Wei An was talking about.

But this time Wei An was sure that there was an invisible hand controlling the ghost story. The ghost story "passenger" he encountered this time seemed to be tailor-made for him.

And the golden finger "plot editor" that he suddenly obtained, if viewed from the perspective of a skeptic, might be inextricably related to this invisible hand.

"The water is very deep here!" Wei An looked down at the ground at a 45-degree angle, and said to himself again.

Pei Na suspected that the narcissist's mental trauma must have worsened, but one thing said, this guy's profile was quite attractive.

Then she thought of something and said to Wei An, "In other words, the Bureau's ghost story search device is effective?"

"Well, it's effective." Wei An nodded, "It's so effective! You have no idea how powerful it is!"

At least this time, this strange story was a role-playing type that he had never encountered before, and he was lucky enough to get something that seemed to be black energy.

Although Wei An can't feel anything now, he believes that the nightmares when sleeping should be reduced in the future.