Chen Ge vaguely remembered the time when he had just taken out Zhang Ya. At that time, he didn't know the difference between red-clothed ghosts and ordinary ghosts. Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, so he slowly stabilized Zhang Ya with his sincerity.
"If you make Zhang Ya disgusted, you will be killed. If you move Zhang Ya too much, you will be killed. You have to control your temperament. Having this person in your body is scary enough. If you attract something more dangerous, you will be killed."
It’s not going to end well.”
After the title is upgraded, too many uncontrollable things will happen, which Chen Ge does not want to see.
"If you draw two more ghosts, the title of the favored ghost will be upgraded. However, based on the normal probability, the possibility of drawing a ghost is not high. I still have two chances..."
Chen Ge was a little excited. He looked at the horror carousel on the screen of his mobile phone and slowly raised his finger.
Speaking of which, the horror carousel is actually a very important function on the black mobile phone. Zhang Ya, Xu Yin, and Yan Danian, these three evil ghosts who were drawn, gave Chen Ge a lot of help. Without them, Chen Ge would not have been able to do it.
Come to now.
"There are two ways to enhance your own strength. Complete nightmare-level daily tasks, or draw useful things from the carousel." Chen Ge has obtained the black mobile phone for some time, but as of today, the things he has drawn are not ghosts.
, even items related to Li Gui made him a little desperate: "Perhaps from the time Zhang Ya was drawn out in the first lottery, things started 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 by drawing the devil once. Anyway, if you draw the devil twice, the title of the patron of the devil will be upgraded."
After lighting a cigarette, Chen Ge stood up and walked around his haunted house. He also worked hard to draw good things. He once tried to draw the lottery at noon when the sun was strongest, and tried to draw when the sun rises and everything glows.
In order to draw a lottery, I also tried riding a bicycle to a place one or two kilometers away from the park to draw a lottery, but it turned out that these were of no use.
"How about fighting fire with fire this time? Wait until midnight, when the gloomy energy is the strongest of the day, and stand in the deepest part of the haunted house to draw a lottery?"
After thinking for a while, Chen Ge gave up the plan: "Let's ask Bixian."
He entered the underground scene and prepared 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 ghost this time.
Pushing open the door of the girls' dormitory, Chen Ge saw a ballpoint pen wrapped with tape, drawing boring circles on the paper.
"Long time no see." Perhaps he was frightened by Chen Ge's friendly voice, so 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 the evil ghost from the turntable of the black phone next time.
But what he didn't expect was that only halfway through the question, Bixian showed signs of collapse, which frightened him and stopped him quickly.
Then he tried it with a weeping sculpture, and the result was the same. It seemed that as long as black mobile phones were involved, the abilities of these ghosts would be out of control.
"It's really strange. This mobile phone my parents left me is a bit unusual."
There was no way to take chances, so Chen Ge stopped worrying. He went into the bathroom and washed his hands, then ran to the No. 104 hearse. After he completely calmed down, he clicked the carousel on the black phone screen.
Staring at the screen of his mobile phone attentively, the turntable spun slower and slower, and Chen Ge's heart became excited.
The scream value accumulated during this period is enough for him to draw five times in a row. If he does not draw the devil this time, he will continue to draw until the scream value is used up.
With a soft sound, the turntable stopped and the pointer stopped at a certain place.
"The lottery is completed! Congratulations on getting a special prop - an invitation to the cursed game (the probability of winning is 1%)."
"Invitation to the Curse Game: Curse and death are repeated in this hospital. No one knows where the limits of human nature are."
"Invitation letter?" Chen Ge read it carefully several times and finally confirmed that the person he drew this time was not a bad ghost: "Am I going to change my luck? Is everything getting better? Although this invitation letter doesn't look like a good one.
Something, but at least it’s a little stronger than title upgrades.”
Sitting in the driver's seat of the hearse, Chen Ge felt that this car had brought him good luck: "As long as there are no evil ghosts appearing again and again, this is the normal probability."
Chen Ge felt much more at ease, and he clicked on the turntable again.
The rapidly rotating turntable slowly stopped after a few seconds. Under Chen Ge's gaze, new winning information popped up on the phone.
"The lottery is completed! Lucky ghost favored person, congratulations on getting a rare special item - the phone number kissed by the deceased (the probability of winning is 5 out of 1,000)!"
"The police found that every deceased person made this call during the last period of their lives."
"The fourth time you draw a devil! Lucky devil, when you draw a devil for the fifth time, your title will be automatically upgraded!"
When Chen Ge saw the words "lucky ghost favored one", he had a bad premonition in his heart: "The phone number kissed by the deceased? The probability of winning is five thousandths, which is higher than Xu Yin and Yan Danian.
Gao, second only to Zhang Ya, is probably also a red-coat!"
After hitting the devil 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 false?"
After a few minutes, Chen Ge calmed down and scrolled back with his phone.
"If you draw a fierce ghost again, your title will be upgraded. Do you want to be reckless again?"
No one knows what changes will occur after the title is upgraded. Everything is unknown.
"When I first got the black mobile phone, I started to contact this world hidden in the shadows under its guidance. To this day, I dare not say that I have fully understood this world. In other words, the more I know, the more I understand it.
The world is terrible." Chen Ge put away the black phone: "Let's wait until Zhang Ya's injury on her hand heals before continuing the lottery, otherwise I will always feel uneasy."
Chen Ge returned to the haunted house, entered the prop repair room, and found two things in the wooden box left by his parents in the corner.
There was 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 clenched hard in someone's hand. Is it a struggle before death? Why is this number called the number kissed by the deceased? Will I meet Hong Yi when I call this number?"
The park was about to open soon, and Chen Ge was ready to wait until he had some time before trying again. He folded the note and put it in his pocket, then looked at another thing.
It was a registration slip stamped with the seal of Xinhai Central Hospital. The registration department, registration fee, and name were all blank. Only the date column was scrawled with a few numbers in bright red paint.