I Have Died Long Ago, Poor Because No One Burns Paper?

The sudden explosion attracted everyone's attention.

Even Yang Shou glanced over, wondering what happened to Song Mingqiang.

"VR..."

Li Zheng next to him had some guesses, looking at his companion's dark face, he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to.

"Captain Song, why did your phone explode? You even hurt your hand."

Wang Dafu asked with concern.

The power of mobile phone explosion is not small.

At this time, Song Mingqiang's palm was scorched black and dripping with blood.

There were also cracked splinters and burn marks on the face.

For ordinary people, this kind of injury needs to be hospitalized immediately, and it will also leave permanent scars.

But Song Mingqiang is a trickster.

Under the influence of the strange power, the flesh and blood subsided, the body turned into a skeleton, and finally the flesh grew again.

The original injury has healed.

But the aggrieved and embarrassing in my heart cannot be cured by strange power.

"Isn't it hard to eat soft?"

Song Mingqiang's face turned blue and white.

His lips moved a few times, holding back what he wanted to say.

He realized that he was thinking too much.

It depends on the person whether to eat hard or not.

Obviously, he is not qualified to summon the mobile phone like that.

But I learned Yang Shou.

"The mobile phone seems harmless, but it has a high personality. If you make a move, it can easily kill me."

"I was so angry just now, but I just blew up my phone."

"Don't dare to kill in front of that person?"

Thinking of this, Song Mingqiang lowered his head, not daring to look at Yang Shou.

He finally understood why the chief butcher was so afraid of Yang Shou.

[Sly calls are not ordinary senders]

[The weirdness on him is the aggregation of curses

【Spread through mobile phones, curse the people in the dead person's address book】

[As long as he knows the name of the target, or the phone number of the target "830"]

【The power of the curse will come】

【Difficult to detect, difficult to avoid, difficult to deal with】

[Slowly corrode the mind, twist the soul, and make the target a fruit full of fear]

[The tricky call depends on this, slowly becoming stronger

【The reason why he is eyeing you is because your speeches in the death forum made him very interested】

【He wants to control you, and use your achievements in perverted killings to produce sweeter fruits of fear】

Cell phones can parasitize any electronic device.

In today's Blue Star, it can be said to be ubiquitous.

There are very few things it doesn't know.

Even if it is a sneaky call that never shows up, hides behind the phone, and spreads the curse of death by name and phone.

It is also crystal clear.

After the blood-red handwriting dissipated, the phone even displayed a blood-red photo on the screen.

on the photo.

It was a middle-aged man with glasses and indifferent eyes.

Judging from the shooting point of view.

It should be when the middle-aged man was looking at it with his mobile phone. The mobile phone secretly controlled the front camera of the mobile phone and took a photo of the man's face.

Now it's on Yang Shou's phone.

"Is this the caller himself?"

Yang Shou looked at the photo and remembered the face of the middle-aged man.

"Where is he?"

The treacherous call spreads the curse of death, which will kill the cursed target after three days.

This is not to say that a tricky call cannot directly kill someone.

Instead, he deliberately set aside three days to make the target fall into panic and fear.

Finally, when harvesting life, you can get more fear.

Today is only the first day that Wang Dafu was targeted.

There are still two days before the tricky call can actually do it.

Yang Shou is not willing to wait here all the time.

[The power of the curse is extremely distorted]

【The current me, the person who can see him】

【But I can't see his real location】

[Just like the so-called virtual number]

【He hides behind countless phone numbers】

【I can't really pinpoint his location】

"You can't even find him?"

Yang Shou was a little surprised.

It's no wonder that Gui Calling kills so blatantly.

The Bureau of Conspiracy couldn't catch him.

Hidden too deep.

"The phone is weird."

"Then I guess I can't teleport to this trickster through the nightmare, right?"

Yang Shou originally thought that since the weirdness related to the mobile phone, whether it is the weirdness of the mobile phone or the nightmare ability, it should be able to play a role.

But this guy is hiding behind countless virtual numbers.

Difficult to locate.

What other methods can be used?

Yang Shou frowned.

At this time, on the phone, bloody writing continued to appear.

[However, if it is you, there must be no problem]

【Your abilities are far from being explored to the extreme】

[Currently, you may not be able to directly lock the

【But since he wants to deal with you】

【You know this too】

[Somewhere, you and him have already had a strange connection

[This is another way to display the strange law of aggregation]

[The low-ranking people spy on the high-ranking ones, and they will inevitably fall into the hands of the high-ranking ones under strange arrangements]

【As long as he continues to call Wang Dafu】

【You know him, you saw him, you heard him】

【No matter how deep he hides, how huge the number of virtual numbers covered】

[You will eventually follow the link and appear in front of him

Yang Shou once read about the characteristics of strange aggregation in the base of the death forum.

Between weird and weird, there is a natural traction.

The stronger the strength, the more obvious the effect of traction.

The weirdness in the same area is hidden from each other.

In all kinds of weird coincidences, they will eventually meet.

Yang Shou didn't take this feature to heart at the time.

Later, I felt that this feature didn't seem to be reflected much.

For example, he's been trying to find a sneaky taxi.

For this reason, every time you travel, you must stop the taxi.

But until now, I have never seen this trick car.

"Looks like it's just my bad luck."

"I have never encountered a tricky taxi."

"I don't know how lucky this weird call is."

After knowing a lot of information, Yang Shou smiled slightly and put his phone away.

"Do you know when the next call will be made?"

Wang Dafu's fat face was full of confusion.

He was so frightened by the strange call that he didn't think about the law of the strange call at all.

On the contrary, Song Mingqiang and Li Zheng, after repeated research, immediately replied:

"Generally speaking, a sneaky call will be made when the target is least prepared and most likely to be frightened."

"The pattern is not obvious, so it's hard to tell when the next call will be."

"However, after being notified of the death for three days."

"Every day at twelve o'clock in the morning, there must be a phone ringing."

"Even if there is no signal and the mobile phone is not around, you can still hear the ringing of the phone."

"This is obviously a trick to call."

"It's just that, usually in this situation, no one dares to answer."

"It's twelve o'clock in the morning." Yang Shou looked up at the wall clock on the wall of the room.

The time pointed by the pointer is ten forty-five in the evening.

There is still a little more than an hour before twelve o'clock.

"Then wait a while."

Smiling, Yang Shou sat on the sofa and waited.

Wang Dafu and Song Li didn't dare to ask more questions, they were full of doubts.

Having nothing to do, Yang Shou took out his mobile phone and logged into the death forum.

"We must continue to maintain the character design of the perverted murderer."

Yang Shou skillfully found the killing exchange forum, and was going to find a few posts to criticize and express his own opinions.

But it was soon discovered that there were almost no new posts in the forum, and it seemed deserted.

"what happened?"

"These people communicated very positively before?"

Surprised for a moment, he simply opened a post by himself, titled "Feelings about killing a thousand times evil".

The content is the last time I got married in the deserted village, I found out that I repeatedly killed the wedding clothes:

"The landlord once encountered a strange thing that couldn't be killed."

"Strength, so-so, that is, a fierce."

"But it's hard to kill."

"When you die, you come back to life."

"I killed it in various ways, and through observation after observation, I came up with a set of methods on how to torture the evil spirit."

"Everyone can rest assured to learn."

In the future, if you encounter evil spirits, you can torture them very well. "

"details as follows....…"

As soon as the post was posted, it instantly detonated the entire death forum.

When the killers saw the name of the post, they were stunned at first, and then they all laughed, thinking that it was a whimsical trickster pouring water.

You can click in, see the name of the host, and read the content of the post.

Everyone was shocked.

While they were studying how to raise killing to the level of art.

The sunny boy is experimenting repeatedly, how to drive the vicious and weird crazy.

The gap between them is unimaginable.

"On the road of abnormality, maybe he is the end point."

Countless murderers are lost, depressed, and even desperate.

They just feel that they are too low-end to participate in such posts.

Yang Shou waited for a while, but did not get a comment.

There are very few likes.

"I haven't spoken on the forum for the past two days, so I don't seem to be popular anymore."

"Don't you all want to support me?"

"No, I have to work harder."

Mobilizing the malice of the black ocean in his heart, Yang Shou continued to post new posts.

"What can be produced by stitching the souls of 10,000 tragic deaths"

"About My Thoughts on Fierce Gods"

"Death is just a new beginning, flesh and blood are weak, strange flying

"It's him!"

"It turns out that he is the sunshine boy!"

"The big sunshine boy, it can only be him!"

"Only he can be so perverted and scary!"

Huang Hua looked at the content of the post, and the more she read it, the more frightened she became...

He has a weird face covering and is very powerful.

The Bureau of Conspiracy wanted to recruit him, and the Forum of Death courted him.

In addition to being ugly, it is easy to encounter the views of some blind people.

He felt that he was living a happy life, which was very beautiful.

But ever since he met Yang Shou in the dark marriage in the mountain village, his life took a turn for the worse.

The scene of the wedding dress's tragic death over and over again left him with a very huge psychological shadow.

I can't eat well, and I can't sleep anymore.

An endless nightmare enveloped him.

As long as you fall asleep, you will dream of Yang Zhang's face that seems to be smiling but not smiling.

"No, if this goes on, I'm going to go crazy!"

"I have to...I have to go to the doctor."

Huang Ye turned pale and hurriedly left the forum.

He is a trickster, coupled with his ugly appearance, it is difficult for him to integrate into the lives of ordinary people, and he doesn't know much about hospitals and the like.

So, he directly searched on the mobile phone and used the webpage to find well-known hospitals and psychologists in Jinghai.

"Um

?"

"The Affiliated Hospital of Jinghai University seems to be good."

"On the official websites of other hospitals, there are patients chasing and scolding quack doctors."

"But this hospital doesn't have a bad review."

"Patients who have been treated in their hospital are all praised by default."

"That's it!"

After finding the address of Jinghai Affiliated Hospital, Huang Ye rushed to the hospital overnight without delay.

He had long wanted to get rid of Yang Shou's terrifying shadow over him.

"It's almost time."

In the upper right corner of the screen, the time is displayed at 11:58.

Yang Shou turned off the phone, stood up, and stretched.

Been on the forum for an hour.

Got a few very few comments.

Even the private message list of 99+ in the past has become empty.

This disappointed him.

"Did I fail too much in playing the killer?"

Yang Shou thought about it, but didn't think about it.

Anyway, the main purpose of entering the forum is to become an official member of the forum.

Since it has been successful, it is useless to think so much.

In the future, I will still think about it, how to get into the top forum.

"It's their blessing that the forum has me."

With a gentle smile, Yang Shou called Wang Dafu over and asked him to bring his mobile phone.

"Do you really want to answer the tricky call?"

Wang Dafu was worried and his face was very pale.

When he thought of the weird voice on the phone, he panicked.

I really want to imagine why some people still take the initiative to answer the call even though they know it is a fraudulent call.

Song Mingqiang and Li Zheng also held the same opinion.

They know Yang Shou is strong.

But there is no need to answer tricky calls in 2.6.

That is the plague that spreads death.

There used to be a vicious trickster who didn't believe in evil, answered the phone, and died miserably.

When the butcher wanted to deal with the sly calls, he relied on the butcher's knife to cut off the spread of the dead calls first, and then tried to attack the other party.

Didn't answer the phone either.

Don't answer the phone randomly.

Especially the creepy phone call!

This is almost a tacit taboo in the circle of Jinghai insiders.

But Yang Shou heard Wang Dafu's words, sighed and said:

"If someone else calls, there is something wrong."

"It would be impolite not to answer."

"I'm a refined and easy-going person, and I don't like that."

But that's a weird call!

Wang Dafu, Song Li and the three of them agreed to remind Yang Shou.

Jingle Bell!

Jingle Bell!

The hour hands overlap.

It's twelve o'clock.

The sudden bell rang on time.

Wang Dafu felt as if he had been electrocuted, his whole body trembled, his palms softened, and the ringing mobile phone dropped.

Yang Shou reached out to take it, and pressed the answer button without hesitation.

On the other side of the phone, a gloomy voice said:

"The bell that rings on the hour is the time for death to announce mourning.

"Are you ready for the fear of the next day?"

"Actually, you don't know."

"I really envy you, who has the qualifications to walk towards death step by step.

"After all, death is such a beautiful word..."

Yang Shou interrupted the voice on the phone:

"What you said makes sense."

"I also think that death is a word that symbolizes beauty."

"It seems that we are confidants."

"Where are you now?"

"I want to discuss the beauty of death with you face to face.".