It is said that I convince people with reason

When they were flirting with Bai Fumei privately, the two of them once casually mentioned "Yunshang".

Zhang Chen just expressed his grievance, and the other party immediately vowed to teach "Yun Shang" a lesson and vent his anger on his behalf.

Zhang Chen didn't take her words to heart.

But that seemed to be the last time the two people chatted.

...Could everything she said be true? Did she really go to teach "Yunshang" a lesson?

"I don't know her situation. Maybe something happened in real life that makes it inconvenient to go online."

Almost subconsciously concealing the conversation between the two, Zhang Chen typed this sentence in the group.

But his brows furrowed deeply.

A bad premonition suddenly hit my heart.

"Crack!"

At this moment, the lights in the room suddenly went out. The light on the computer screen also dimmed and the power was cut off.

The sunshine outside the window disappeared at some point. It seemed that there was an invisible and intangible curtain that blocked all the light from the outside world, and the whole room became dark.

A gust of cool wind brushed across Zhang Chen's forearm, and his whole body shivered uncontrollably. When his body leaned back slightly, his forehead suddenly felt cold.

Tick ​​tock, tick tock, tick tock.

It was like water droplets falling from the ceiling, falling on his forehead one drop at a time.

Zhang Chen couldn't help but raise his hand and wipe it. Suddenly, an unusual fishy smell spread from his fingertips to his nose.

"Blood, it's blood..."

He was about to stand up from the chair as soon as he was excited, but because of the excessive movement, he tripped over the chair and fell to the ground suddenly, his body trembling.

Zhang Chen was in a daze.

In the midst of panic, another inexplicable feeling of familiarity surged into his heart unknowingly.

Suddenly, his body was shaken, and dense goose bumps spread all over his body in an instant.

Unspeakable fear filled him.

"This is... the plot in "The Song of Weirdness"!

Chapter 88 Writer 6

"ah--!"

A long scream echoed in the room.

Zhang Chen, who fell to the ground, had no time to wipe away the smelly blood on his fingers when he felt a cold hand grabbing his calf!

That hand was cold, stiff, with a faint corpse smell, as if it had just been poked out of the grave, with wet soil on its fingertips, and it just grabbed him!

Another familiar plot fragment vaguely flashed through his mind, but his extremely frightened brain had difficulty receiving it accurately.

Zhang Chen's whole body trembled like an electric shock.

In his confusion, he didn't even know what he was doing, and it was hard to imagine that one day he would actually let out such a sharp and frightening scream.

By the time Zhang Chen came to his senses, he had already run to the door dragging his bloody calf.

Huhu...

In the small entrance hall, Zhang Chen could even hear his own violent breathing. He raised his hand and pulled the latch of the security door. With a click, the door lock opened, and a faint light shone in through the crack in the door.

……Very good! Saved! !

……escape! I want to escape! ! !

Zhang Chen's heart was pounding. Endless surprises rushed into his heart. He was about to completely open the door, but the next moment, he found that he could not pull it open.

A majestic force came from the door, as if there was a giant standing on the other side of the door, closing the door tightly.

The crack in the door became smaller and smaller, and the light gradually faded.

It seemed as if the last glimmer of hope was about to be cut off.

"No, don't—!" Intangible fear swallowed up Zhang Chen's whole heart like a black mist. He grasped the door handle with both hands and pulled the door latch with all his strength, his expression hysterical, "Let me out! Let me out. go out!!!"

Bang bang bang bang——

Amidst the violent impact, the iron door handle in his palm suddenly changed its feel. The cold, sticky, and eerie cold air penetrated directly into the palm of Zhang Chen's hand.

In the dim light, he lowered his head with a stiff face.

But he found that what he was holding in his hand was not a door bolt at all, but a blue-black hand.

This hand grew right where the door bolt was originally installed. The palm was covered with sticky blood, as if it had been fished out of a pool of blood. It seemed that it noticed his gaze, and in turn spread its fingers and held his hand. !

Such gentle and intimate movements are like a cute girl acting coquettishly to her boyfriend, but in this situation, it seems so terrifying.

Zhang Chen suddenly took a big step back as if bitten by a poisonous snake, and was about to withdraw his hand.

Unexpectedly, just before he let go, the blue-black palm suddenly grasped him tightly, and the five fingers even squeezed into the gaps between his fingers, and the ten fingers were tightly interlocked!

Because Zhang Chen's movements were too large, he actually ripped his hand off the door.

There was a heartbreaking sound in the darkness.

Zhang Chen's eyes widened in shock, as if his eyes were about to pop out of his sockets, only staring at the severed hand that was tightly grasping his palm. Where the wrist was broken, there was still fishy blood dripping down.

As he watched, the severed hand clenched harder and harder, and five fingers touched his palm and wrist all the way to his forearm... In the endless darkness, visual perception was lost, and other The feeling becomes particularly clear. The cold and moist feeling spread upwards along his wrist. He felt as if there was a slippery snake crawling on his arm, and his whole body was frozen.

Zhang Chen's hands were shaking.

The shaking spread from his arms to his whole body, and his pale face was as cold as a corpse in the darkness.

The sound of teeth chattering in his mouth reached his ears.

Zhang Chen's nerves seemed to have collapsed into a string, and if he was fiddled with a little bit, they would be completely disconnected.

There was a sudden pain in his palm, and he heard the sound of chewing...

"ah--!"

·

Snap.

Snap.

The drizzle was beating on the windows, and a faint sunlight was shining in. It was reflected in thousands of changes by the raindrops.

The steam is steaming, accompanied by a sweet aroma. In the milky white porcelain cup, the rich and sweet scent ripples.

A hand with clear joints is holding the bottom of the cup, with such a gentle gesture, it seems that it is not holding a cup of milk tea, but a rose with the glory of spring.

Accompanied by a slight, almost silent snoring sound, the milk tea in the cup dropped by 1/3 at a speed visible to the naked eye. Yuan Buwei raised his head with an expression of despair.

He was wearing a long casual trench coat and was sitting on the sofa. Behind him was the drizzle and the slowly spreading sunshine. Looking at the surrounding furnishings, it was clearly Zhang Chen's home.

In the mid-air in front of him, the mist formed a mirror like a water curtain. The mirror was completely dark, a cold ghostly aura filled the air, and screams could be heard from time to time.

If you look carefully, the furnishings in the room inside the mirror are exactly the same as those outside the mirror. It's just that there's day on one side and night on the other. It's like two mirror spaces.

Yuan Buwei was just outside the mirror, boredly observing Zhang Chen crying and howling in the mirror.

——The evil ghost in the mirror was originally one of the characters in "The Strange Song". It was based on a murder that happened in reality, so the prototype of the evil ghost was summoned by Yuan Buwei with the ghost horn. As early as the first time the power was cut off, Zhang Chen was locked into the mirror ghost's space.

Seeing Zhang Chen being constantly intimidated by the Mirror Ghost, until he was so frightened that he lost control in the end, Yuan Bu couldn't help but shook his head indifferently: "So careless?" Then he became confused again, "According to the fate of the plot, half a month later When Zhang Chen accidentally encountered a ghost and was almost swallowed by an evil spirit, the writer's system would open the horror novel skill exchange list to give him the power to deal with evil spirits - why didn't the writer's system react at all? "

System 999 is also confused: [Host, this system has not detected any energy fluctuations of the same type, let alone any system signals that can be connected...]

Yuan Buwei said in surprise: "Don't you think that because the system is called a system, it must be an energy life, right? Just look at how many redeeming skills it has, and you... tsk."

His posture seemed to say, "No, no, no, I didn't expect you to be so stupid." ~Si~Rabbit~Net~

System 999: [……]

Seeing that System 999 was suspected of being autistic, Yuan Buwei took another sip of milk tea and comforted him: "Although my skills are not as good as others, you smell better."

At least, System 999 is like a big sweet puff in Yuan Buwei's perception, which is one of the reasons why Yuan Buwei didn't refuse at all when it forcibly kidnapped Yuan Buwei. Who would refuse to be forcibly kidnapped by a piece of cake that smells sweet?

But Zhang Chen didn't have such a sweet smell, instead there was a rotten and unpleasant smell. As soon as I smelled it, I knew that the Wenhao system was definitely not delicious.

He tilted his head and said in a puzzled tone: "The system is born to be useful. Maybe someday in a world where food is scarce, you can use it as a food reserve?"

System 999: [...QAQ]

...Thank you, I am not comforted at all.

·

While he was talking, the horrific events in the mirror space continued to escalate. The miserable screams almost shook the mirror, and silent terror was brewing in the darkness.

Bang, bang, bang...

Zhang Chen's heart was beating faster and faster, almost beyond the load. He was dizzy, his face was pale, and his whole body was soaked in cold sweat. He was chased by an evil ghost and fled forward in a hurry. He stumbled all the way, even though he had to go around a lot. I don’t know any circles.

Just when he almost thought he was about to go into shock or be swallowed by an evil spirit, a life-saving mechanical sound sounded.

[It is detected that the host's heartbeat frequency and mental fluctuations are approaching the limit, and his life is likely to be in danger. The third floor of the reputation exchange store is urgently opened. ]

Zhang Chen suddenly felt as if he had been put into a pot by a monster. The cooked Tang Monk finally waited for Master Guanyin and almost cried with joy: "System! Help!"

The exchange list of the Wenhao System was projected in his mind. He had already seen the first two levels of skills and had redeemed them before. A series of skills including proficiency in foreign languages, hacking skills, driving skills, combat proficiency... are all within the scope of ordinary people.

The system never said there was a third-tier redemption list.

Therefore, Zhang Chen never thought that this system could also provide supernatural help - before today, he had never thought that ghosts in novels could become real!

Now he was so sick that he rushed to the doctor and shouted, but he didn't expect a surprise.

A familiar list of skills emerged. Most of them are gray, with only the top three unlocked. The one at the top is astonishingly——

Ghost Catcher Lv1

Condensing a ghost-catching hand composed of negative energy, it can forcibly bind ghosts and evil spirits. The stronger the negative energy, the greater the binding force. Most ghosts will be defeated in one blow by the ghost hunter and unable to resist.

Required reputation: 30,000

[Purchase a one-time skill for only 5% of the original price. ]

There are two more skills that are also lit up, with reputation values ​​of 50,000 and 80,000 respectively.

"This, isn't this an ability that appeared in the early stage of "Ghost Song"? " Zhang Chen's eyes randomly swept over these familiar skills, and he always felt that the style of the literary master system had changed. Is he going from the literary master route to the heavenly master route?

He just thought about it for a second, and a gust of cold wind blew behind him. A strong stinging sensation came from his back. Zhang Chen was like a fish that was scraped, and he fell to the ground and rolled.

He didn't care about what to think.

"System, exchange it for me, I want to exchange it for the ghost-catching hand!"

[Since this skill comes from "Ghost Song", the host can only exchange it with the reputation value gained through "Ghost Song". The current reputation value is 27810, which is insufficient for exchange. ]

"Fuck! Then change it to a one-time one, quickly!!!"

As his voice fell, a force of energy suddenly gathered in the dark and fell on Zhang Chen's hand