Chu Han ran upstairs like crazy, hurriedly took out the key, and trembled to insert the key into the keyhole, but his hands trembled so badly that he failed to succeed several times.

The cold sweat on Chu Han's face and forehead flowed all the way to his neck, and he looked nervously at both sides of the corridor from time to time, as if something was following him.

It took a lot of effort to open the door, and I rushed in to turn on the light, and sat down on the bed panting.

After sitting for a while, I felt that my breathing was relatively stable, and then I stood up and prepared to take off my coat. But as soon as he stood up, Chu Han's scalp exploded again.

The door is not closed!

Chu Han hurriedly closed the door, took off his coat and sat back on the bed, only then did he take out his mobile phone, open WeChat by mistake, and click into the ghost part-time group.

There are already dozens of messages in the group, but Chu Han has never set up a message do not disturb, no one sends a message during the day, and the group is lively at night.

There are all kinds of information, anyway, it has nothing to do with their own work, and I don't know if they have forgotten the warning of the group leader.

Chu Han stabilized his mind, judging from the situation tonight, the possibility of him hitting a ghost is very high. The old man was obviously the one who was hit and killed, but he invited him to a spicy meal.

Chu Han began to edit the information on his mobile phone: "I want to ask, have you all seen ghosts?" ”

As soon as this message was sent, it received a burst of ridicule from everyone in the group, but these ridicules were expressed in expressions, and a few people were even more excessive, and they actually used personalized emojis!

"Oh, little brother, what are we doing? I see you still haven't figured it out! An old ghost responded to such a message.

"yes, yes!" Yesterday, the person with a southern accent also sent a message, "We are ghosts, how can we be considered ghosts if we don't see ghosts?" ”

At this time, Sadako also came out, but she instantly grasped the key to Chu Han's question: "Is the newcomer a hell?" Let's hear it. ”

With Sadako's words, everyone else was also interested, and asked Chu Han to tell his ghost experience.

Chu Han looked at them, and he couldn't cry or laugh at every word. I'm already scared, but they're just like watching a play, so let's say they're colleagues, okay?

"I don't know what's going on, it's just that when I ate Malatang, I just invited an old man to eat it."

Chu Han typed a paragraph, and then began to type another paragraph: "But I was on the telephone pole downstairs just now, and I saw a missing person notice, this old man was hit and killed, and he was looking for the perpetrator!" ”

"Wow, what the hell are you like this, such a great moment was ruined by you like this!"

"Don't use that accent, be careful I cut you to death, it's disgusting!" Cold blood came out.

The southern accent suddenly changed his style: "I'm like this, what's the matter!" ”

Chu Han almost bit off his tongue, and said in his heart, your transformation is too big, right?

"I think when I woke up, I saw a ghost pestle at the head of my bed." The man sent another voice, but without that southern accent.

"You're not inferior to him, you're sober, and you don't even know what's going on!" Cold-blooded began to complain, "By the way, how did you know it was a ghost?" ”

"There is no shadow!"

Chu Han wanted to cry without tears, and met such a group of unscrupulous human beings. I don't know if they're human.

"What are the ghosts you've seen?" Chu Han asked weakly.

"There's everything."

"Looks like you've never seen a ghost a few times!"

For a while, the news in the group exploded, and there were all kinds of descriptions, such as headless, faceless, missing arms and legs, disemboweled, and Chu Han, who only watched it, had a chill down his back and shivered.

"No, the more I talk, the more cautious I become." Chu Han sent a series of terrifying expressions in a row.

"It's all bad to be a ghost, it's boring to be afraid of this, you'll get used to it." Cold-blooded to make up the knife again, there is no doubt that this knife is a tenfold critical hit.

"Anyway, you're not bad, you were hit and killed, and the perpetrator escaped, it's good that you didn't directly become a ghost." Another person sent a message.

Chu Han was no longer in the mood to see who sent it, so he threw his phone on the bed, covering his head with a painful expression.

If this hellish situation continues, not to mention whether his fragile nerves can hold on, I am afraid that others will be sent to a mental hospital as a psychopath.

After a while, the phone didn't ring a prompt sound again, Chu Han felt that something was abnormal, and couldn't help but pick up the phone.

A text in red font in the group came into view: "Taking advantage of my absence, I'm talking about some messy things, using my words as a blower?" ”

Chu Han's heart trembled, only then did he know that the group leader didn't know when he came out, and severely reprimanded the group of people who fell into the well.

With the roar of the group leader, those bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods all consciously retreated.

After a while, the transformed man abruptly sent a message: "Is the group leader still there, shouldn't he be there?" This was followed by a series of "shh

"Why are you looking for me?" The leader of the group immediately responded, and the transformed male ghost screamed and disappeared without a trace.

"Chu Han, what the hell?" The group leader asked.

"yes." Chu Han replied.

"You'll get used to it." The group leader laughed.

"I'm afraid I'm going to go crazy!" Chu Han was a string of thrillers.

"Everyone in the group has a number, and each of you is responsible for an area. What you are responsible for is the area of the circle with your dwelling as the center, and the surrounding streets. The group owner sent a message, "You will be familiar with it in the future." ”

"And what's my number?" Chu Han asked.

The group leader first sent a sinister expression, and then said, "I left you a good number, number 4444!" ”

"Huh? That's a good number? "Chu Han is crazy.

"You're good, I'm number 44."

"I'm number 47."

"I'm number 74."

"Mine is more direct, Number 4!"

"You see?" The group owner sent a message, "Don't make a fuss, there are no ghosts who automatically go to the underworld, they all need you to send them, if you need anything, just come to me directly." ”

"But how do I send it? I don't know the way, and I don't have combat power, so if I run into an evil ghost, I'm a scum with less than five combat power, and I'm dead. Chu Han was not polite, and immediately began to ask for conditions.

"Of course I can't let you go like this, that's to send you to death!" The group leader said, "Giving you something is also a weapon, but if you use it leisurely, you can not only kill ghosts, but also kill the souls of living people!" ”

"Group leader, you are eccentric!"

"The group leader is not fair!"

"Group leader, why is mine a soul slashing knife!"

"Ah, you still have the Soul Slayer?"

"Enough of you, you guys, are you taking less things? I don't know what I'm giving, so I scream! ”

The group leader's harsh reprimand didn't serve any purpose, and he still complained constantly.

"Okay, I've delivered your stuff, it's in your suitcase, go see for yourself." The group leader said, "Be clever and send that old man where he needs to go." ”

Chu Han still looked confused, but he still went to look at his box.