Chen Ge vaguely remembered the time when he had just extracted Zhang Ya. At that time, he didn't know the difference between the red-clothed ghost and the ordinary evil spirit. He was like a newborn calf that was not afraid of a tiger, and he used his true heart to slowly calm Zhang Ya down.

"If I cause Zhang Ya to dislike me, I will be killed. If I make Zhang Ya too moved, I will also be killed. I must control the degree. Having this person on me is scary enough. If I attract something more dangerous, it will be difficult to end it."

Too many uncontrollable things will happen after the title is upgraded, which is what Chen Ge doesn't want to see.

"If I draw two more evil spirits, my title of Evil Spirit Patron will be upgraded. However, from a normal probability perspective, the possibility of drawing an evil spirit is not high. I still have two chances..."

Chen Ge was a little excited. He looked at the horror dial on the phone screen and slowly raised his finger.

To be honest, the horror turntable is actually a very important function on the black phone. Zhang Ya, Xu Yin, and Yan Danian, the three evil spirits that were drawn, helped Chen Ge a lot. Without them, Chen Ge would never have been able to get to where he is now.

"There are two ways to improve your strength. Complete nightmare-level daily tasks or draw useful items from the turntable." Chen Ge has had the black phone for a while, but as of today, the items he has drawn are either evil spirits or items related to evil spirits. This makes him a little desperate: "Perhaps from the first time Zhang Ya was drawn, things have begun to develop in a direction that no one knows."

After not sleeping all night, Chen Ge felt a little dizzy. "Let's try it once. Anyway, I have to draw two more evil spirits to upgrade my title of Evil Spirit Patron."

After lighting a cigarette, Chen Ge stood up and walked around his haunted house. He had tried very hard to draw good things. He had tried drawing at noon when the sun was the strongest, when the sun was rising and everything was alive, and he had also tried riding a bicycle to a place one or two kilometers away from the park to draw the lottery, but it turned out that none of these worked.

"How about we fight fire with fire this time? Wait until midnight, when the yin energy is the heaviest in the day, and stand in the deepest part of the haunted house to draw the lottery?"

After thinking for a while, Chen Ge gave up this plan: "Let's ask the Pen Fairy."

He entered the underground scene, ready to combine the abilities of the Pen Fairy and the Weeping Sculpture to figure out whether he would be able to draw out the evil spirit this time.

Pushing open the door of the girls' dormitory, Chen Ge saw a ballpoint pen wrapped in tape, drawing circles on a piece of paper out of boredom.

"Long time no see." Perhaps frightened by Chen Ge's friendly voice, the pen rolled away from Chen Ge.

"Why are you running? I have something serious to ask you." Chen Ge held the ballpoint pen and asked himself whether he would pull out a ghost from the dial of his black mobile phone next time.

But what he didn't expect was that the Pen Fairy showed signs of collapse when he was only halfway through asking the question, which scared him so much that he stopped immediately.

Then he tried it with the sculpture that could cry, and the result was the same. It seemed that as long as the black phone was involved, the abilities of these ghosts would get out of control.

"It's really strange. This phone my parents left me is a little unusual."

There was no way to take shortcuts, so Chen Ge stopped worrying about it. He went into the bathroom to wash his hands, then ran to the No. 104 hearse. After he calmed down completely, he clicked the dial on the black phone screen.

Staring intently at the screen of his mobile phone, the turntable turned slower and slower, and Chen Ge's heart began to lift.

The scream points accumulated during this period are enough for him to draw five times in a row. If he does not draw out the evil ghost this time, he will continue to draw until the scream points are used up.

With a slight sound, the turntable stopped and the pointer stopped at a certain place.

"The lottery is complete! Congratulations on winning the special item - the Curse Game Invitation (1% chance of winning)."

“Invitation to the Curse Game: Curse and death are repeated in this hospital, and no one knows the limits of human nature.”

"Invitation letter?" Chen Ge read it carefully several times and finally confirmed that the one he drew this time was not a fierce ghost. "Am I going to change my luck? Is everything going to be better? Although this invitation letter doesn't look like a good thing, it is at least better than upgrading the title."

Sitting in the driver's seat of the hearse, Chen Ge felt that this car brought him good luck: "As long as evil spirits don't appear every time, it's fine. This is the normal probability."

Chen Ge felt much more at ease, and he clicked the turntable again.

The rapidly spinning turntable slowly stopped after a few seconds. As Chen Ge watched, new winning information popped up on his phone.

"The lottery is complete! Lucky ghost patron, congratulations on winning a rare special item - a phone number kissed by the dead (5/1000 chance of winning)!"

"The police found that every deceased person made this call in the last period of their lives."

"You have drawn a ghost for the fourth time! Lucky ghost patron, when you draw a ghost for the fifth time, the title of ghost patron will be automatically upgraded!"

When Chen Ge saw the words "Lucky Ghost Patron", he had a bad feeling in his heart: "The phone number kissed by the dead? The chance of winning is 0.5%. This probability is lower than Xu Yin and Yan Danian, second only to Zhang Ya. It is very likely that she is also a red-clothed person!"

Having drawn the evil spirit once again, Chen Ge looked at his hand. To be honest, he was a little scared.

"Is this turntable broken? Are all the probabilities marked on it fake?"

A few minutes later, Chen Ge calmed down and flipped through his phone.

"If you draw a fierce ghost again, your title will be upgraded. Do you want to take a chance?"

No one knows what changes will occur after the title is upgraded, everything is unknown.

"When I first got the black phone, I began to get in touch with this world hidden in the shadows under its guidance. To this day, I dare not say that I have completely understood this world. Or rather, the more I know, the more I understand how terrible this world is." Chen Ge put away the black phone: "Wait until Zhang Ya's hand injury heals before continuing to draw the lottery, otherwise I will always feel uneasy."

Chen Ge returned to the haunted house and entered the prop repair room. He then found two things in the wooden box left by his parents in the corner.

A crumpled piece of paper with a phone number written on it. It started with 010 and ended with three zeros. It should be a landline number.

"This note seems to have been tightly grasped in someone's hand. Was it a struggle before death? Why is this number called the number kissed by the dead? Will I meet someone in red if I call this number?"

The park was about to open, and Chen Ge planned to try it when he was free. He folded the note and put it in his pocket, then looked at another thing.

It was a registration form with the seal of Xinhai Central Hospital. The registration department, registration fee, and name were all blank. Only the date column had a few numbers scribbled crookedly in bright red paint.