“……”

Seeing that the other party was holding a chainsaw in his other hand, in order to avoid angering this person and being directly sliced, Zhang Luo had to shake hands with him.

Looking at the mask on the other party's face, Zhang Luo couldn't help but ask: "What is your relationship with Jason and the Texas Chainsaw Massacre?" ”

"Ah, those two are my idols, I'll try to be like them!" As soon as I heard the names of those two "radiant" people, the eyes that appeared under the blood-soaked mask seemed to glow slightly.

"No, it's better not to be like that......" Zhang Luo was a little weak.

At this time, he had already discovered that despite his terrible appearance, the terrifying murderer standing in front of him was actually very "amiable" - of course, that had to be on the premise of maintaining friendly relations with him.

Seeing her teammates arrive, the girl in white, who was listless just now, finally cheered up a little, and asked while yawning, "Where is Xiaoxue?" ”

"It's not here yet, I can't summon ......" The killer hung his head in frustration.

"Wait a minute, what the hell is going on? Are you from another world? Zhang Luo interrupted the exchange between the two.

Although the current situation does not seem to be suitable for "forced explanation", Zhang Luo has too many questions at this time: strange trains, robots that massacre on a large scale, girls who incarnate death, and amiable murderers...... Pick one out separately and take it out, and you can probably support a new "urban legend".

Hearing this, the girl in white shook her head and playfully raised a finger: "Wrong." ”

- Zhang Luo knows very well that there is no need for this person to deceive himself, but if this is the case, can he say ......

Thinking of the possibility that excited him, Zhang Luo's voice trembled a little: "You mean, you originally belong to this world?" ”

"That's right!" The girl said listlessly.

The moment he heard this answer, the glorious door of the new world seemed to slowly open in front of Zhang Luo's eyes......

――As a crazy lover of weird stories, Zhang Luo has dabbled in countless horror genres, spanning various fields. This guy has already reached the level of "if you tell him a ghost story, he can recite three similar ones, and he can also explain the real source, and by the way, analyze the credibility".

Out of love from the bottom of his heart, he often takes advantage of his vacation time to explore various legendary supernatural locations. It's a pity that every time I am disappointed.

In fact, he also knows very well that most of the weird stories in this world are pure fabrication, and they cannot be true at all.

Even if there is really a dark secret that no one knows, it is impossible for ordinary people to come into contact with it, let alone circulate it on the streets and alleys.

But even so, he never missed a chance to encounter the supernatural. Just because he believes in a classic line from horror movies:

"Some of the stories are true."

-- Even though most of the strange stories are fictional, there may be real elements in them. If you can happen to catch that trace of "real ingredients"......

Today, his dream has finally come true.

"What are the real legends? Are you a member of any organization? Zhang Luo asked busily.

The girl in white, who began to close her eyes again, did not speak, and a ray of "kind" blood flashed in the eyes of the murderer next to her, and there was an apologetic taste in her tone: "We don't have time to explain now, the enemy is about to kill......"

"Enemies? You mean werewolves? Zhang Luo glanced at the corpse that had been dragged over by the killer.

This kind of creature with a wolf's head and hairy body does not belong to the category of animals recognized by biologists today, and can only be reminiscent of the legendary werewolf who transforms on a full moon night.

"Yes, there are a lot of monsters in the carriage in front, and I didn't come here with a long time." The killer said as he showed the bleeding laceration on his arm, and said a little depressedly, "I can't summon my comrades......"

"Why?" The girl in white opened her eyes slightly and asked lazily.

Hearing this, the killer scratched the back of his head and explained, "The toilet here is too small for me to enter." ”

"Oh......"

The girl in white replied casually, and then immediately let out a surprised voice: "Huh? ”

"What kind of thing must be summoned in the toilet......" Zhang Luo sighed a little speechlessly.

"Actually, you can summon it with a large mirror and candles, but the mirror in the hallway was shattered by the werewolf." The killer patiently explained.

Hearing the request of this summons, Zhang Luo, who was extremely experienced in this area, immediately thought of some folklore:

"Big mirror and candles, is it 'Bloody Mary'?"

"You know a lot." The girl nodded approvingly.

One of the most famous urban legends, the name of the "Bloody Mary" is a household name, and of course it may be thanks to the cocktail of the same name, but all in all, it is famous.

For legends of this level, Zhang Luo is naturally well aware.

――From the analysis of various stories, it can be seen that "Bloody Mary" is usually summoned by a girl in a mirror in the bathroom or bathroom. It is said that by turning off the light, lighting a candle in front of the mirror, and repeating her name three times, this terrifying-looking woman will appear in the mirror and become a temporary "playmate" for the summoner.

Although his gender is wrong, there seem to be successful cases of male summoning in the records, and judging from the reaction of the killer, this summoning should have no gender restrictions. So now-

Standing in the blood-drenched carriage, Zhang Luo stretched out his right hand to the murderer:

"Give me the candles, and I'll summon them."

"Well, then I'm bothering you." The strong man, who was covered with scars all over his body, even bowed while passing over the candle and lighter.

After taking the "summoning prop", Zhang Luo was about to turn around and leave, when the girl in white came over and stuffed a circular coat of arms painted with a burning skeleton into his hand:

"Take this with you."

Tucking the metal coat of arms into his pocket, Zhang Luo turned around under the gaze of the two weirdos, came to the toilet at the end of the carriage, opened the door and walked into the closed small space.

Before starting the summoning, Zhang Luo first observed the situation inside the toilet.

It didn't get as big as the carriage outside, but it remained its original size, so it's no wonder that the tall murderer couldn't get in.

All in all, it's more like an original train car than the unusually large space outside, but ......

"Hah, I can't be dreaming."

Muttering casually, Zhang Luo placed three white candles about the same thickness as pencils in front of the mirror, took out a lighter and lit the candles, and then whispered an extremely simple summoning:

“Bloody－Mary。”

After whispering the name three times, Zhang Luo immediately noticed that there was a subtle change in himself in the mirror:

What appeared in the mirror was still the face that I had been aesthetically tired after more than 20 years, but at this time it was completely still, and it looked like I had pressed the pause button while playing the video.

Immediately afterwards, the eyes of the blue-clothed young man in the mirror suddenly turned black, and two dark red blood streams flowed down from the empty eye sockets.

"Oh? This is the first time I've seen this happen. Zhang Luo crossed his arms and leaned in front of the mirror, looking at the "self" in the mirror with bloody eyes with interest.

If ordinary people saw this kind of scene, they would probably be scared to the core. It's a pity that in the heart of the man standing in front of the mirror at this time, there is only an overwhelming "excitement" left.

Under the gaze of his fiery gaze, two pitch-black arms slowly stretched out of the mirror, and at the same time, a gloomy voice that could not distinguish whether it was a man or a woman sounded:

"You~Good~Ah~"

Zhang Luo did not speak.

- Obviously, this damn devil wants to scare the people who summoned him to death as he usually does. But that guy was obviously wrong about one thing, this time the summoner was not an ordinary person. But......

"Hey, you're not reacting, you're changing. State? ”

A vibrant-sounding young female voice came from the mirror.

Hearing this, Zhang Luo almost sprayed a mouthful of old blood on the mirror, and was silent for a few seconds before pointing to the bleeding figure in the mirror and shouting: "You are not qualified to accuse me!" ”