After the squeezing sensation, Xu Yi found himself sitting at a desk with a computer on it, and many documents on the side of the computer, neatly stacked together. His desk was facing the window, and the sunlight was shining on him, which was very warm and comfortable.

He was dressed in a white lab coat, the electronic watch on his wrist was well hidden under the wide cuffs, and there was a small card in the pocket of the white coat, which was the "magic phone card".

He immediately looked around and saw that it was a spacious office, with a total of four desks, all sitting in front of them, all looking at each other at the moment.

One of them was Yuge, and Xu Yi made a quick eye contact with him.

"Are you all on this mission?" A man with a small head and a somewhat fierce appearance asked.

Seeing that everyone else nodded, the man introduced himself: "My name is Geng Shan, the fifth world." ”

Another thin young man with round-framed glasses and half-long hair followed and introduced himself: "Ke Huaqing, the second world. ”

His voice was a little cold, and it was difficult to get close.

Yuge and Xu Yi also introduced themselves separately, but Yuge still said that he was the third world, and it seemed that he was really afraid of being considered a veteran.

"Why are there only four people here? What about the others?! "Geng Shan's temper is the same as his appearance, and he is very difficult to mess with.

"Maybe it's outside, you can go out and find out." Ke Hua said lightly, he was not afraid of Geng Shan's appearance at all, and his tone was calm and calm.

But this not salty tone seemed to make Geng Shan very unhappy, he snorted coldly, and stared at Ke Huaqing with unkind eyes.

At this time, the door of the office was pushed open, and a middle-aged woman in a nurse's uniform entered, the woman looked around the room and said, "The patient in room 5 has asked to see you." ”

After the woman said this, she didn't stop, turned around and left, it seemed that she was an NPC that belonged to this world.

"The patient in room 5 is probably the storyteller mentioned in the mission." Geng Shan stroked the top of his head with his hand, stood up, and walked out the door.

Although he hadn't seen Xi Yue and Shu Qianlan yet, Xu Yi believed that they would definitely gather in room No. 5, so he also got up and walked out of the door with Yuge, Ke Huaqing was at the end and followed them slowly.

Outside the office was a long hallway with the smell of disinfectant water, and along one side of the corridor were firmly closed patient rooms, and on the other side was a row of windows. Room numbers are marked on the outside of the wards, from 1 to 10, but there is no room 4 in between.

In front of room 5, there were four people standing, three were women in nurse uniforms, Xi Yue and Shu Qianlan were among them, and a man was wearing the same white coat as Xu Yi and them.

"You're the other missionaries! Tell us about yourself! Time is limited. Geng Shan said in a thick voice, and Xu Yi on his side could see the saliva squirting out of his mouth.

The fierce appearance and rough voice frightened the woman Xu Yi didn't know.

She is not tall, estimated to be less than 1.6 meters. He doesn't look very old, wears a ponytail, has no makeup at all, and his appearance belongs to the type that would be completely ignored if thrown in the crowd.

After she was frightened, she hurriedly said, "My name is Wen Fei." ”

"How many worlds are there?" Geng Shan's eyes widened, and Wen Fei's voice began to tremble in fright.

"...... The second world. Wen Fei shrank back and retreated behind Xi Yue.

"What about you! You don't need me to ask them one by one, right?! Be conscious! Geng Shan pointed to the remaining people and said.

"Teacher Geng Shan, are you also in the horror world? Are you so horizontal here? One of them, the man in the white coat, said that the man had bright eyes, which added a lot of points to his appearance.

"You are?" Geng Shan stared at the man, but didn't seem to recognize him.

"I'm Yang Xiujie's brother!" The man said through gritted teeth.

"Is that you?" Geng Shan actually restrained his attitude and fell silent.

"You also came to this terrifying world, what a retribution! Retribution! I wish you hadn't survived this world! There was a vicious glint in the man's eyes, and Geng Shan's eyes dodged, and he didn't speak.

"My name is Yang Tianyu, the third world, this one is called Geng Shan, you all pay attention. If he is in danger, don't save him, he's a murderer! He killed my brother! Yang Tianyu pointed at Geng Shan Dao with his finger.

Geng Shan just lowered his head and did not refute. He didn't react to the crowd's confused or horrified gazes.

Xu Yi looked at Geng Shan again, only to see that his originally fierce eyes were a little red at this time.

Is he a murderer? And he's still a teacher.

With a horizontal face and fierce speech, he is indeed a very face-painted image of a murderer, but at this moment, Xu Yi can see full of remorse in his eyes.

"I'm waiting to see you die before my eyes!" After Yang Tianyu finished speaking viciously, he turned around and stopped looking at him.

But even if you are a murderer, you are not allowed to kill people in the horror world, so you don't have to be too afraid.

Xi Yue and Shu Qianlan immediately made a brief self-introduction, but Xi Yue still concealed that she was from the advanced world.

Among the missionaries this time, except for Geng Shan, who is middle-aged, the others are very young.

"Then let's go in and listen to this patient's story." Seeing that everyone had finished introducing themselves, Xu Yi proposed.

Then, they opened the door to room 5 and rushed in.

The room was spacious, with a ceiling-high white wardrobe and a large locked window facing the door, under which were two brown armchairs, and in the middle of the sofa was a small coffee table with a bouquet of blooming flowers.

In the middle of the room was a single bed, and on the bed sat a middle-aged man, his brows full of sorrow.

"You're here." The man looked at them and said, "I'm going to say sorry to you first, I'm going to say sorry to you first." ”

"Why are you saying sorry to us?" Xu Yi asked.

"Hehe, this doctor, you must not have taken a good look at my medical file, right?" The middle-aged man said expressionlessly: "My name is Xu Yue, I am a best-selling horror novel writer, in order to write various horror stories, I have collected all kinds of strange stories, and I have been in and out of many murderous mansions with horror rumors, but I have always been an atheist in my heart, so I am not afraid of these at all."

However, just three days ago, the atheism I believed in was shattered because I had encountered a real ghost!

The ghost would tell me horror stories directly in my head, and let me tell them to other people, or I would be the one who died.

At first, I thought I was dreaming, so I told my readers the horror stories told by ghosts at the readers' meeting. As a result, the next day, many readers sent me private messages saying that my horror story had come true, and that they had really encountered the same thing as in the horror story.

The police also came to the door and said that one of the readers who was attending my meeting had an accident and died in exactly the same way as the main character in the horror story I told in public, and that I was taken as a suspect, but I had no time or motive for committing the crime, and I was quickly ruled out of suspicion.

I was reassuring myself that it was just a coincidence, but I couldn't fool myself, how could it be such a coincidence.

Soon, that night, the ghost reappeared, and it told me another horror story to tell or kill me.

When I wrote the story on my computer this time, I was hesitant, and if I sent it out, it would probably cause the death of the reader again.

I didn't send it out, but chose to go to the bar downstairs and drank all night, thinking that there were so many people here, and I could be less afraid if the ghost really wanted to kill me.

I was happy that nothing happened all night, thinking that this ghost was nothing more than that, but when I got home, I realized that I was wrong.

My wife is dead! The death is exactly the same as in the horror story! She must have read the story on my computer!

This time I stayed at the bar all night, and everyone in the bar could testify for me, so the police didn't interrogate me too much.

I was in pain, I really loved my wife, and I thought of suicide, and I didn't have to be at the mercy of this ghost anymore when I was completely dead.

But I was wrong, I can't even die! I jumped off the building, I could feel the pain of hitting the ground and breaking the bones all over my body, but the next second, I stood on the roof of the building unscathed, as if everything was an illusion, I jumped a few times, and the result was the same, the ghost didn't want to let me go at all!

After the goblins told me a horror story for the third time, I didn't write the story, but locked myself in my house, thinking that this way I wouldn't affect anyone else, and if the goblins wanted to kill me, kill me!

But about three hours after the ghost told the story, the ghost kept telling the story over and over again in my head, and I had no choice but to write the story on my phone again, and when I was done, my mind was clear.

Maybe it was too sad and tired, I accidentally fell asleep and woke up the next day.

I found that I received a WeChat message from my friend on my phone: Your story is so wonderful!

I felt a chill in my heart, and hurriedly opened it to check, and found that the story I wrote yesterday had been sent to him, and it must have been done by that ghost!

The call from the police soon came, my friend died, and I was completely devastated.

Then my mind was a blur, and when I woke up a little more, I realized that I was already here, and the ghost had told me eight names, and that was you. The goblin told me that if I wanted to be finally liberated, I had to tell you the story, so I asked the nurse to call you all.

That's why I said, I involved you, I'm very sorry, if you know my experience, and you are still willing to listen to my horror stories, just stay, and if you don't want to, you can leave, I won't blame you, after all, fear of death is everyone's instinct. ”

After Xu Yue finished speaking, he sighed deeply.