After thinking about it, I reached out my finger and buckled the entire battery cover down along the gap in the battery cover.

Seeing my movements, Wu Jian and the others stepped forward to check curiously, but I was blocked sideways.

At an angle that none of them could see, I slowly closed the battery cover again.

There was something in the battery cover, but it wasn't a battery, it was two severed fingers.

The rotten severed fingers were placed in the battery tray like batteries, and the dry battery leakage was just a liquid mixed with corpse water and blood.

Seeing this, I examined it more closely, and soon found that the broken telephone line was not stuffed with wires at all, but a strand of long hair.

More places are wrapped in the casing of the landline, but I believe that the entire landline is most likely made up of residual limbs.

However, the only thing that I don't understand is that until now, I haven't felt any yin energy in this machine. Although these severed limbs and broken hair are terrifying, they are like rocks and rotten trees to me without yin qi.

"Do you need to pick up the phone to trigger the weird?"

Looking at the mottled microphone, in the place where he held it, he left a fingerprint left after long-term use, the fingerprint is very strange, only the finger mark, not the palm mark. It's like holding a phone with only fingers.

Guessing the reason for the weirdness, I didn't pick up the phone, but took the phone back to my rental house with Wu Jian.

Anyway, I already have Wu Jian as an experiment, so I don't need to trigger any weirdness.

When you get home, lock your phone. It wasn't the first time Wu Jian came to me, and as soon as he entered the door, he forgot about the horror of the phone, and directly occupied the computer and played.

My computer is no better than the computer in the dormitory, but the internet speed is incomparable to the network speed in the dormitory.

When I asked him why he wasn't worried, he said that it was because he was afraid that he played games to distract himself. Otherwise, I would have been paralyzed by fright.

I could only be speechless, and for a moment I felt the urge to let him face the devil. Let's see if he's afraid.

However, I still underestimate the heights that an internet addict teenager can reach.

Midnight came, and in my preoccupation, the locked phone appeared strangely on the computer desk.

Before I could react, the phone was like a start.

"Jingle bell, jingle bell."

It's an old-fashioned ringtone, but with a different rhythm, as if re-composing the music, giving the ringtone a touch of weirdness and sadness.

I was about to remind Wu Jian not to answer the phone, when I saw Wu Jian's hand raised, crossed the phone close at hand, and turned up the volume of the speaker.

From beginning to end, his gaze never left the screen for a second.

At this moment, not only me, but even the phone rang with a slight pause.

The phone rang constantly, getting louder and louder, and after Wu Jian adjusted the speaker twice, he couldn't suppress the impact of the phone ringing.

His hand finally reached for the phone, and he directly picked up the microphone and set it aside.

In the loud speaker, let alone him, even I couldn't hear a word in the microphone.

Half an hour later, Wu Jian slapped the table: "Finally won, this fight is so difficult." ”

As he spoke, he turned his head and saw the microphone placed on one side, and hurriedly picked it up and put it back on the dock: "Didn't you say you couldn't answer the phone?" ”

"I ......."

After looking at Wu Jian, I turned around and left: "You continue." ”

"Are you alright?"

I didn't say anything more, just walked to the side and watched TV.

With the start of Wu Jian's new game, the phone seemed to have recovered from the blow and rang again.

Watching the replay of the scene just now, I felt sympathy for a ghost for the first time.

When encountering a goal like Wu Jian, he didn't have the slightest sense of accomplishment when he was a ghost.

I don't know when, I actually fell asleep.

After waking up, I was dazed for a minute before I gradually woke up.

Strangely, I didn't worry about the whole process.

In fact, when I looked at Wu Jian, he was still fighting in front of the computer, and the microphone of the phone was set aside, submerged in the middle of the many packaging bags and toilet paper, looking very desolate.

Wait, toilet paper, what did this guy do after I fell asleep?

It took half an hour, and after ruthlessly turning off the power, Wu Jian finally cleaned up the garbage and went back to his room to sleep with a resentful look.

I didn't rush him back, after all, the reason why he defeated this phone ghost was that in addition to his own efforts, the Internet speed also provided good hardware support.

I plan to let Wu Jian live here for a while, first, to observe the phone ghost again, and wait until the right time to see if I can deal with it, and second, to let Wu Jian take me to the stars.

It's just that I didn't expect that the ghost, who has always been known for his stubbornness, would give up hope so quickly.

The next day, when Wu Jian woke up, I found that the phone that had been on the table was gone.

Wu Jian and I almost searched through the house, but we didn't see the phone.

I was still wondering, worried that the phone ghost would carry out a surprise attack, but Wu Jian had already reacted, called his little friend, and soon found the trace of the phone.

Not only that, but he also told the other party about his successful experience.

"Don't be afraid, the phone is very rubbish, you just play games, don't pay attention to how he rings, I really can't stand it, so I pull the microphone away and put it aside, wait until dawn to go to sleep, wake up, and it'll be fine."

I'm pretty sure that Wu Jian is telling the truth, and that's how he did.

But if other friends deal with it in his way, it is estimated that they will be pitted.

Thinking of this, I directly snatched the phone and said to the person I didn't know on the phone: "Don't stop him talking nonsense, try not to hear the phone, have headphones, bring them." Install the phone with something that can insulate the phone, and even if you can't resist answering the phone in the end, you must not hear the voice on the phone. ”

After I finished speaking in one breath, a weak voice came from the phone: "This, is this different from what Wu Jian said?" ”

Is it the same?

I hung up the phone a little dazed, no, what I said is definitely different from what Wu Jian said, but that person can be with Wu Jian, which means that the problem is him.

The night passed. During the game, I came back to check the room several times, but I didn't see the phone.

This completely reassured me, and what made me feel even more relaxed was that after dawn, we talked to the friend we talked to last night again, and the other party was fine.

Asked about last night, he said that he had earplugs, earphones outside the earbuds, and headgear on the outside of the headphones, and he played all night, except for the uncomfortable ears and a little small sound, there was nothing abnormal.

As for the phone, it was gone early this morning.

I hung up the phone satisfied, it was the first time I had met such a weak ghost.