Chapter 167: Psychic Game Follow-up



The car god of Akina Mountain was stunned. What does it mean to be too successful? All the psychic games made by my friend were successful?

He immediately turned around and looked at Zhao Pengcheng and the others: "Come and have a look, the host said that your psychic game was successful."

Zhao Pengcheng didn't take it seriously. He and his friends had performed ten famous psychic games before and after, but they didn't see a single ghost. How could they be successful?

He said casually: "Which anchor is talking nonsense here? How can he tell through the network cable? He must be a charlatan!"

There are many reasons why Zhao Pengcheng is so keen on playing psychic games and playing so many of them. First, he is very curious about the mysterious world, second, he wants to find excitement, and third, he wants to show off in front of his friends.

From today on, he will be the bravest boy in his class. He can brag about this experience for a year!

In fact, when he didn't see any abnormal phenomenon, he was disappointed but also secretly relieved. If it really happened, it would be a bad ending. If it didn't happen, it would be a good thing.

However, the Akina Mountain Car God said: "Yingri Sunrise, we watched her live broadcast together last time."

Zhao Pengcheng and others: “???”

Yingriyun's live broadcast room is so popular. Some people may not have watched the live broadcast, but it is impossible not to have heard of this name! She is currently the most famous figure in the metaphysical world.

Seeing that they didn't believe him, the Akina Mountain racing god took off his headphones and turned on the speaker. Only then did everyone know that he was really connected to An Rugu.

Zhao Pengcheng was stunned by what An Rugu said. The arrogance in his heart disappeared, and he began to get nervous for no reason: "Are you kidding? These games obviously didn't work! I can't see a ghost."

An Rugu did not answer directly, but frowned and asked: "Have you ever thought that this might not be the ghost's fault, but your own fault? You don't have the Yin-Yang Eyes, so you can't see ghosts under normal circumstances."

When she saw what was behind him, she frowned slightly: "By the way, how many games did you play?"

Zhao Pengcheng recalled for a while and said: "The first one is peeling apples, the second one is combing hair in front of the mirror, and the third one is the four-corner game..."

“In addition to these games, there are several other very interesting games.”

"Find a dark place, such as a dusty room, place a bowl, and keep knocking on it. When the ghost hears the sound, it will quietly appear behind you."

"The last game is to wear black clothes and hold an umbrella in the room. The umbrella is dark red, and the color is very similar to blood."

"One, two, three, four... ninety, eleven, twelve. That's twelve."

Audience in the live broadcast room: “?!?!”

[Fuck, my soul is frightened, Nine Heavens Ying Yuan Lei Sheng Pu Hua Tian Zun! ]

[Wrap me tightly in my little quilt. According to the underworld code, ghosts cannot harm people inside the quilt! ]

[There's nothing to be afraid of. Fortunately, I'm well prepared and just put on a diaper! ]

An Rugu shook her head in her heart: "Although these games are not very serious ways to communicate with spirits, they are not completely useless. These games are often played when the yin energy is at its peak, and they use all kinds of objects that are likely to attract bad luck, such as mirrors and blood-red umbrellas. In short, it is very easy to attract passing spirits."

"Aren't you afraid of playing this game?"

Hearing An Rugu's affirmative words, Zhao Pengcheng swallowed hard, and a chill crept up his instep. Damn, his psychic game actually attracted a spirit? ? ?

He knew that this was a live broadcast room with hundreds of millions of fans, so he didn't want to lose his composure in front of everyone. He forced himself to remain calm, straightened his back and said, "What's there to be afraid of? I've heard a saying that when a person becomes ruthless, even ghosts are afraid of him!"

"Even if there are ghosts, we are all young men with strong yang energy. Why should we be afraid of ghosts?"

His friend, Akina Mountain Car God, was very conflicted. He slapped his thigh heavily and said in annoyance, "You are not afraid, but I am! I should not have let you play earlier. It's so annoying. I don't want to die here."

He immediately took his cell phone and walked towards the door, not wanting to stay in this ghost place any longer.

The other friends were not as brave as Zhao Pengcheng, and felt uneasy. They followed the Akina Mountain Car God out, shouting anxiously as they walked: "Brother Chen, wait for us, don't leave us here."

"Damn it, I should have known not to listen to Zhao Pengcheng's nonsense!"

These friends were also people who liked to watch the fun and did not mind getting involved. Once they were instigated by Zhao Pengcheng, they participated in the psychic game. Now that they knew they had a real thing, they wished they could go back to the past and slap their own wrongdoings to death.

The car god of Akina Mountain rubbed the goose bumps on his body, walked to the door impatiently and turned the doorknob.

However, something unexpected happened.

The door handle seemed to be welded with cement and did not move at all.

The car god of Akina Mountain was stunned for a moment, and turned the door handle in disbelief. However, to his surprise, the door handle refused to move, as if a strange big hand was resisting him.

The friend next to him saw that the Akina Mountain God of Cars was trying his best but couldn't turn the door handle, and he was immediately confused: "What's wrong?"

"This door can't be opened!"

"How is that possible?"

My friend pushed the Akina Mountain God of Cars aside, took his place, and used all his strength to turn the door handle. But the door handle did not move at all, as steady as an old dog.

The other friends tried several more times, including the strongest student, but none of them could turn the doorknob.

Everyone: “????”

This bizarre scene shattered everyone's worldview. They suddenly felt like fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of the devil.

The color on the face of the car god of Akina Mountain disappeared, and he suddenly felt that the familiar party villa had become unfamiliar. With trembling hands, he picked up the phone: "Host, the door won't open! Is it broken or..."

An Rugu: "This was done by those ghosts."

Everyone was immediately terrified and began to blame Zhao Pengcheng: "It's all your fault! If you didn't play this game, how could this happen?"

As the organizer of the psychic game, Zhao Pengcheng knew that he was the one who put everyone in danger, but he was unwilling to admit his mistake.

He immediately shouted loudly: "Have you forgotten what the anchor once said that people have three fires in their bodies, and these yang fires can ward off evil spirits? We have so many people with abundant yang energy here, why should we be afraid of one or two of his spirits?"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone thought the same thing.

They often watched An Rugu's live broadcast and learned a lot of knowledge. As long as the three yang fires in a person's body are not extinguished, it is difficult for them to be possessed by ghosts.

Unless those ghosts are very scary and evil.

As long as they are not afraid, what they are afraid of is the ghost!

However, at this time, An Rugu said: "Not just one or two, but a group..."

Zhao Pengcheng and other friends: “???”

An Rugu was about to open their eyes, but when she saw the Yin Qi in the air was getting heavier, she didn't move: "Wait a moment, the Yin Qi is getting higher and higher, they will soon show up in front of you."

Zhao Pengcheng and other friends: "!!!!"

"No--"

Before Zhao Pengcheng finished speaking, he felt a cool breeze blowing on his face. It was clearly spring, but he felt like he was in the coldest days of winter, the coldness penetrated deep into his bones and hurt his bones.

Zhao Pengcheng was blinded by the wind. When he opened his eyes again, he stood there in a daze. Then he lost all his strength and fell to the ground with a thud.

There were countless ghosts in front of him, probably hundreds of them. They filled the hall of the villa completely, leaving no space at all.

The originally empty party hall suddenly became as lively as a New Year's market, with no place to stay!

Being in this situation with my friends was like a few sheep entering a sea of ​​wolves, and we felt very special.

Not only Zhao Pengcheng, but other friends also saw this scene. The timid ones rolled their eyes, and the shock they suffered was too great, their brains froze, and they fainted directly.

The other humans were struggling to save themselves and could not take any care of the person lying on the ground.

“Ahhhh!!”

For a while, the party hall was filled with screams, as lively as a concert.

Only people in evil places can see these ghosts. The audience in the live broadcast room cannot see them with the naked eye, but through Zhao Pengcheng's panic-stricken expression, it can be seen how frightened he was.

【: Regret, I regret it now! 】

【If I had known this, why did I do it in the first place? 】

【As we all know, if you don’t seek death, you won’t die. 】

Zhao Pengcheng was barely breathing, with beads of sweat on his face. He muttered to himself, "How come I have attracted so many people?"

An Rugu's eyes flickered, and he said, "So you are lucky. Others may not succeed in playing the psychic game, but you succeeded."

What she didn't say was that Zhao Pengcheng was born on a yin day and at a yin hour, which made him easy to attract ghosts, and he was a favorite in the eyes of ghosts. And he also played psychic games, so who else would the ghosts look for if not him?

Of course, people born on Yin days and Yin hours do not have a purely Yin constitution, it’s just that the day pillar and the hour pillar are Yin. This is quite common and not rare.

If the four pillars are pure Yin - the year, month, day and hour are all Yin, then it is a pure Yin constitution.

This kind of physique is extremely rare and is a destiny bestowed by God. The owner of this physique can easily stand out in the world. Of course, he will also be regarded as a panacea in the eyes of ghosts and monsters.

Zhao Pengcheng: “…”

This luck is given to you, do you want it???

Zhao Pengcheng was desperate, but he still held on to a lucky feeling and said, "You said that Yin Qi attracts ghosts, so if we give them Yin Qi, will they leave?"

An Rugu: "You think too much. Some of them are hanged ghosts, some are drowned ghosts, they are all looking for a replacement."

Zhao Pengcheng and his friends: “We are actually going to be possessed by a ghost?!” Aren’t they going to die?

They huddled in the corner, covering their eyes. There had never been a moment when they were more aware of the danger around them than now, and strong regret rose in their hearts.

It turned out that what the anchor said was true. The psychic game they played did not just attract one or two souls, but one or two hundred!

These ghosts will also replace their identities, take away their family and friends, and become wandering ghosts themselves.

It would be great if I hadn't played this game.

However, the feeling of being possessed by a ghost did not come for a long time.

It was not until someone mustered up the courage to put down his hands and looked carefully at the many ghosts in front of him that he discovered that these ghosts seemed to be arguing about something.

A hanged ghost with a braid laughed strangely and walked towards Zhao Pengcheng, scaring him so much that he screamed.

However, the water ghost suddenly descended from the sky, pushed the hanged ghost away, and pointed at Zhao Pengcheng with his right hand: "This man is the tallest, I have my eyes on him, I came here before you, what qualifications do you have to snatch it from me?!"

The hanged ghost refused to give in: "What's the first come first served thing? It's just who has the bigger fist and who can find a substitute. Let's have a fight!"

"Let's compete, who's afraid of who?"

For many people who died suddenly, only by finding a replacement can they have a chance of reincarnation. Now that a suitable replacement has finally appeared, how could they let it go?

The hanged ghost and the water ghost started fighting immediately. For a while, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and the scene was very bloody. If it were a normal person, he would have died of pain, but the two ghosts didn't feel any pain at all and fought very hard.

Many humans: "..."

Humans looked up and saw the same thing elsewhere.

There were as many as one or two hundred ghosts and monsters, but only a dozen or so humans. There were too many people and too little food to go around.

These ghosts used all their skills to find a substitute container, and every move was ruthless. The venue was as lively as an underground boxing ring.

What puzzled them was that there were many female ghosts inside. But all the humans present were men, so why were these female ghosts joining in the fun? Could it be that they had other male ghost relatives who needed to find a replacement?

At this time, a female ghost in red secretly ran out from the crowd, came to Zhao Pengcheng, and tried to get in.

This female ghost was about fifty years old, wearing floral clothes, and looked very much like the old ladies dancing square dance on the roadside.

By the time Zhao Pengcheng reacted, the female ghost had already walked in front of him: "Ahhhh, don't get on me! We are not of the same gender."

The aunt smiled and said, "It's okay. I'm not picky. At worst, I can do a sex change operation. Don't struggle. You can't escape from my palm."

Zhao Pengcheng: "...You still want to undergo a sex change for me, are you still a human being? Get out of here!"

Seeing his bad attitude, the aunt still kept smiling: "Of course I am not a human. By the way, when you played the first game, you said you wanted to see your future lover in the mirror. I was standing behind you at that time."

Zhao Pengcheng: “…”

The aunt is a lonely ghost, not an evil ghost or a fierce ghost, and her ghost power is not strong, so she can't easily possess someone else's body. So she wants to use verbal offensive to make Zhao Pengcheng give his body to her.

But Zhao Pengcheng had a dull expression, like a monk in meditation. No matter whether the aunt spoke sweet words or threatened him with a grimace, he did not react.

He will never fall in love again. He wants to seal his heart with cement.

Everyone finally understood why nothing bad happened immediately after playing the psychic game. It turned out that the ghosts were fighting for the position of substitute!

They didn't know whether to be happy or sad, and their hearts were filled with mixed emotions.

The destined person, the Akina Mountain Car God, understood that he could not miss this opportunity, because when the ghosts finished fighting, it would be the end of himself and his friends.

So while the ghosts were killing each other, they asked for help from the savior and gave a lot of gifts in the live broadcast room: "Anchor, please save us! You must have a way."

Zhao Pengcheng came to his senses and thought that An Rugu seemed to have disapproved of them playing the psychic game from the beginning. He regretted it and swore, "I played this game because I wanted to show off. I am a complete idiot! I regret it, I really regret it, and I will never dare to do it again!"

An Rugu lowered his eyes and took a sip of tea: "Zi Bu Yu, strange powers, ghosts and gods. What the netizens said is right, you made all this up."

Zhao Pengcheng pointed to the sky and swore, saying sincerely: "I know, I will never play this kind of game again even if I am beaten to death!"

Seeing that Zhao Pengcheng's attitude was acceptable, An Rugu said, "Don't worry, I have figured out your location and called the police. Just wait a moment, they should be here soon."

If it were another destined person, she might personally spend the effort to summon all the ghosts back using talismans.

But what happened to Zhao Pengcheng was caused by himself. Seeing that these ghosts would not harm their lives for the time being, she did not care about it anymore.

When the humans present heard the news, they felt relieved and immediately felt like every second counted. They wished the police would appear in front of them immediately.

The live broadcast room was flooded with comments, and many people who had played the psychic game shared their experiences in the comments.

[It’s over. I’ve also played this kind of psychic game. I combed my hair in the mirror at midnight. After that, I was a bit unlucky. I was always a few points short of being admitted in the exam. I don’t know if this is the reason. ]

[Last time I played Ouija with my friend, I had a lot of nosebleeds that night, and the pillow was soaked. It was almost a lethal dose. My friend comforted me that I was getting angry, but I don’t think so. ]

Seeing this, An Rugu said, "Good fortune and misfortune come from no door, but are brought upon by one's own actions. Taoism teaches us not to communicate with spirits casually."

"If there are no ghosts or gods in this kind of spiritual game, it won't be exciting to play. If there are ghosts or gods, it will be bad for you. In short, you will lose money, so it's better not to play."

[Plus one, wouldn't it be nice to go to the Canyon to play five-man team with this time? ]

[Please carve the words "If you don't commit suicide, you won't die" and inhale them! 】

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