My heart moved, and I hung up Aiming's phone directly. I flipped through the address book.

My mobile phone number has been used for more than 10 years, and there are more than 200 numbers on it, and Ai Ming is ranked second because of his surname, and the first one is an intermediary's number.

I've forgotten who he is, but the name on my phone is agent A.

That is, because of the previous A, his name is ranked before Aiming.

I called the number of this note A agent.

The phone was quickly connected, and a somewhat familiar male voice came out: "Hey." ”

"Hello."

The male voice paused: "Hello." ”

Looking at the other party's appearance, I didn't seem to call him, however, the next moment, the male voice said, "You just called." ”

"What did I say?"

"You said you heard me and knew I was in the office, is there something wrong with you?"

"No, I bother."

What else is the other party going to say, I have already hung up the phone.

My face was a little pale, and I already had a vague guess when I received Ai Ming's call, and now the call with the agent almost confirmed my guess.

The ghost phone is making calls in the order of my address book, and the interval should be the same as the interval between the calls to me.

It's calling me at the same time it's calling people in my address book.

I looked at the third name in the address book: Ao Bing.

This is my elementary school classmate, but he passed away not long ago, and I just haven't had time to delete the phone yet.

"This ghost phone can resurrect ghosts, I wonder if it will call ghosts?"

As soon as I finished thinking about it, my mobile phone rang, it was still Wu Jian's phone, and before I could operate, the phone would be connected by itself.

"I hear you, you're still home."

After saying that, the phone automatically hung up.

I didn't move, and waited quietly until a few minutes later, Ao Bing's phone call suddenly came.

A chill ran down my back.

The phone ghost is really calling according to the address book, not only to the living, but also to the dead.

Calming down, I picked up the phone.

An unfamiliar voice came from the phone: "Long time no see, old classmate, I didn't expect you to remember me." ”

The tone was strange, the voice was muffled and echoed, as if making a phone call in a small, sealed environment.

Coffin!

Two words flashed through my head, I didn't speak, the voice was still chattering across the phone.

"Old classmate, we used to be at the front and back desks, and you didn't copy my homework, but I didn't expect that after not being in touch for so long, you would call me, I'm so happy, are you free?"

As the other person talked more and more, the memory gradually revived in my mind, and the voice took on a touch of familiarity.

I hung up the phone directly, and now, I am sure that the other end of the phone is Ao Bing.

An unprecedented panic spread in my mind, knowing that the address book could contain all my relatives and friends, and they all received phone calls one by one.......

I didn't dare to think about it anymore, so I kept deleting calls with my phone.

After a few minutes, I looked at the empty address book and felt a little calmer.

I'm not sure if it's useful, but I can't think of anything other than that.

Just as I put down my phone and was about to study it, I suddenly saw an unread message on my phone.

The message came from me when I deleted the phone, and I didn't pay attention at the time. And the sender only has a string of numbers because I deleted the address book.

Except for a few phone calls, I didn't remember any other numbers, so I clicked on the message subconsciously.

'Old classmate, you're busy, thank you for remembering me, I'll go to you tonight, let's have a good chat.' ’

When I saw the three words of my old classmate, I instantly thought of Ao Bing.

"I****." After a series of beautiful words, I picked up the landline phone on one side with red eyes, and took out various tools such as a driver and a hammer from the toolbox.

Under the violence, the phone was directly dismantled by me.

My hands were stained with blood, and I began to sort through the pieces, and inside the unripped wires were long wet hair, and in the earpiece, a rotten tongue.

In the microphone, there is half an ear, and under each key, there is a severed finger, and finally there is a blackened and rotten organ that fills the inside of the phone.

"It's not one person's."

Having handled so many corpses, I was able to tell immediately that the stumps did not belong to a single person.

Especially those fingers, which vary in size and thickness. It can be clearly distinguished.

"Bucket, get the bucket out of my bedroom."

I shouted loudly, and Wu Jian, who had already changed his face on one side, was stunned for a moment, and quickly ran into the bedroom and took out an iron bucket.

This is what I used when I burned paper for Liu Jie at home, the inner wall of the iron bucket had already been burned black, and the paper ash that could not be cleaned was thickly pasted, making the whole iron bucket look much thicker.

Ignoring the foul-smelling blood on my hands, I grabbed a handful of paper money and threw it in to light it, then threw the broken shell of the phone, as well as the hair and internal organs.

Paper money can dispel resentment, but it is not enough.

I moved the flame on my left shoulder into the iron bucket, the red flame was burning, and some of the iron bucket was changing in the flames.

Hair curls and disappears, internal organs begin to dry up, grease bubbles from the skin remaining on fingers, plastic phone casings melt, and black smoke rises from the iron bucket.

This is weird, I didn't dare to let its black smoke fill the air, so I threw a handful of incense into it, and the green smoke ignited, constantly neutralizing the black smoke. When the bucket floated out, it had no color.

Ten minutes passed, half an hour passed, and an hour passed, and I don't know how much paper money had been burned in the iron bucket, and the entire iron bucket was almost filled with paper ash.

But I still didn't stop, and kept adding paper money.

It wasn't until the paper money fell out of the iron bucket that I sat down on the ground, gasping for air.

Wu Jian, who had been helping me deliver things next to him, saw this and said cautiously: "It's okay then, right?" ”

I shook my head, I really didn't know.

The only thing I feel fortunate about is that I haven't received any more calls since I deleted my contacts and threw my phone in the bucket.

Maybe......

"You go back to your room first, I'll be here to watch." Glancing at the time, I continued, "There may be something going on tonight, try not to come out." ”

I have already arranged the room where Wu Jian lives, and it will be much safer than other places, at least if there is anything weird, I will know.

Wu Jian glanced at the iron bucket, hesitated without speaking, and retracted into his room.

I just sat on the ground and looked at the iron bucket in front of me: "If the ghost phone is destroyed, Ao Bing probably won't appear." ”