The room was extremely quiet, and the two people who liked commenting on other people's stories also kept their mouths shut.
The atmosphere on both sides of the table was a little strange. The ten men in black robes looked at each other, and they seemed to be making eye contact.
"If that's not enough, I have other stories." Chen Ge was trying to buy time for Zhang Ya. He was not interested in other members. He had only one purpose for coming today, to catch the person suspected of being Zhu Xiu.
"Do you have any stories to tell?"
The association members at the table became even more silent. The first man sitting on the right stretched out his hand and scratched his head. He looked at the fifth man on the left: "No. 5, are all the stories about this newcomer true?"
Several other people also looked at the most mysterious No. 5.
The black robe shook slightly, and No. 5's relatively neutral voice came from under the mask: "I can't see any trace of lying on him."
The five strange stories are all real experiences. What kind of "wonderful" life is this?
"It seems we have to re-evaluate." The first man on the left turned his attention to the other three newcomers: "Your stories are also very exciting, but it's a pity that we can only keep three of you."
He put his left hand on the table, stretched out a finger, and the second round of voting began.
Others quickly made their choices, and six of them raised a finger.
"The vote is over." The man on the left looked at newcomer No. 1: "I'm sorry, No. 1, you can leave."
"leave?"
Number 1 panicked and wanted to say something, but was stopped by the first man on the left: "You still have a chance next Wednesday."
The suspicious No. 1 was invited out of the room. The man wearing a bird's beak mask outside the door had been waiting for a long time. He was a little surprised when he found out that the person who came out was not Chen Ge.
"Come with me." The man with the beak took No. 1 away and closed the door.
When the security door closed, the first man on the left said the second half of the sentence: "Only if you can survive until next Wednesday."
As soon as he finished speaking, a scream came from the corridor, followed immediately by the sound of heavy objects falling.
Number 2's calves were shaking a little. Four people had chosen him just now. If there were two more votes, he would be the one to go out now.
"Don't be afraid, the newcomer just changed his form of existence." The voice of the first person on the left softened a lot: "Welcome to officially join the Weird Tales Association. Your three numbers are eleven, twelve and thirteen respectively.
"
Chen Ge was the last one to arrive, his number was thirteen.
The blood in the shadow behind him became more and more obvious. After surviving a crisis, Chen Ge slowly relaxed.
The Ghost Stories Association is a hidden mission in the third ward, which may be related to the world behind the door. The reward for this mission is likely to be Men Nan's main personality, a red-robed man who can control the "door" switch.
"I have a question." The woman's number is twelve, and her mood has not fluctuated much: "The flyer says that I can find a way to relieve my pain here. Please tell me what I can do to relieve my pain.
pain?"
"Don't worry, everyone here has been in pain. We are all patients, and the purpose of the Ghost Story Association is to help everyone relieve their pain and complete redemption." The man on the right turned back and stared at the girl standing in the middle: "Waiting for you.
After telling you three strange stories that really happened, we will help you based on your situation."
Chen Ge listened silently. He originally thought that the Guaitan Association was just a group of lunatics amusing themselves, but he didn't expect that they had found a deeper meaning for the existence of the association.
"How can real ghost stories happen so easily?" When the woman said this, she glanced at Chen Ge with some fear.
"Ghost stories have always existed, it's just that you haven't encountered them." The man continued: "Every sentence in the leaflet is true. In fact, many members have been saved by us. There was once a member who was abused by his adoptive father when he was a child.
, she was often beaten and pushed into the water, which made her particularly afraid of water. Later, with our treatment, her disease was finally cured and she no longer suffers from fear of water."
"How did you cure her?"
"It's very simple. We soaked her adoptive father in water and let her destroy her fear with her own hands."
"that's all?"
"It's that simple. Each of us is a patient, but the causes and conditions are different, so we will tailor a solution for you when the time comes." The voice of the man on the right sounded calm and confident. Under his mask,
The face must be very mature.
"The conditions are the same. As long as you can tell three weird stories that really happened, you can make a request to us, or you can choose to leave." The man laughed out loud, thinking he was humorous and said: "This is the real departure.
."
"Three strange stories?"
The woman lowered her head and thought deeply. Chen Ge next to her was listening to their conversation, and the more she listened, the more something was wrong.
What kind of treatment is this? It’s pure murder!
I'm afraid only a madman can think of such a crazy treatment method.
Chen Ge glanced at everyone at the dining table. The patient who ran out of the third ward might be among them!
The devil in Ward No. 10 and Wu Fei in Ward No. 9 are probably the founders of the Ghost Stories Association.
They are patients themselves, and the pain they have experienced is written all over the ward on No. 10. No one can understand that feeling better than them.
When medicine cannot cure the pain, they treat it themselves, using the madman's method to save the madman.
"Every new member can ask a question." The man looked at No. 2 and Chen Ge: "Which one of you will ask first?"
"I've been in some trouble recently and am being hunted."
After No. 2 said this, he raised his head and glanced at everyone. No one had any reaction, as if this was a common thing.
"I've probably guessed your problem. You're another desperate person." The man on the left leaned back on his chair and said, "We won't help you get out of trouble, and we don't have the ability, but the association can take you in, even forever.
you."
Newcomer No. 2 nodded, seeming a little disappointed.
Everyone in the room focused their attention on Chen Ge again: "What is your problem?"
"My problem is relatively simple." Chen Ge felt a chill on his back. He didn't expect that the combination of the monster behind the door and the patients in the third ward would create such a thing.
After thinking for a long time, he said directly: "I would like to ask who is the president of the association?"
"President?"
The men in black robes on both sides of the table were silent again. They looked at each other, and finally the first man on the left spoke: "Let's change the question."
"Can't you tell me?" The more the other party didn't say anything, the more curious Chen Ge became.
"It's not that we can't tell." The first man on the right took over: "We only know that the president is among the ten of us, but we don't know who he is."