I heard the music.

A song, the lyrics are a bit vague, and the strong music covers the lyrics, and the drum beats are like an amplified heartbeat.

After a while, another song sounded, which coincided with the previous exciting music. The soothing piano music became the noise in that song.

A few seconds later, the sound was a little more.

I felt my brain dizzy and my voice stopped when I was dizzy.

The scenery before me lit up.

I saw clearly that I was in an office building now. Each of the employees in the lattice held their cell phones and looked at each other.

I felt that the scene in front of me looked familiar. The next second I remembered that this was the company office of the pregnant woman Zheng Jia’s husband.

From the corner of my eyes, I could see where the man had just snatched the door.

I suddenly shivered and realized that Mineshite's death and Lina's plague had similar effects. They were both contagious and could spread quickly, and the result was a large number of deaths.

What I can't understand is why Mingsit did this.

She was originally doing a soul transaction. It should be said that it was a "business" that could achieve "balance between income and expenditure".

The underworld is gone, and the Ghost King wants to rule the world. The ghost also has its own demands.

Mingsit naturally stood opposite them. The reason for this is something I had never thought about before.

The opposition between the Spirit and the Ghost King seems to be without a reason.

But I felt confused after thinking less about the confrontation method chosen by Mingshit.

She killed so many people and could only create more ghosts, making people afraid of phones and cell phones. What else can I gain in addition to this?

This does not seem to have much impact on the Ghost King.

I can't understand, let alone why Mingshit suddenly appeared in front of me, and after crying strangely, he engraved his mark on my hands to let me see these scenes.

Before I could continue thinking, the people in the office responded.

They no longer stood like plastic models. One woman took the lead in making moves and threw her phone on the table. When she moved, the others also moved.

The bell rings and several mobile phones landed on the desktop.

I looked at their terrified expressions and realized that the scene that was happening in front of me had a missing beginning.

The woman who acted first took a few steps back, hit the chair behind her, and sat on the ground.

Others didn't care about her condition.

A man with a big back swallowed his saliva. The subtle sound was amplified in this quiet environment.

The man said, "You... have you received it too..."

The woman sitting on the ground whimpered and shrank.

The woman in a black sweater next to her pulled the corner of her mouth, looking sad, and wanted to pull her up from the ground with some weakness.

"I received a call from my mother." The man in a down vest stood in the corner of the office, raised his hand, with no expression on his face, but his voice was clear and calm. "My mother died last year. You all attended a funeral party... I went to visit the grave this year. It was my mother's original mobile phone number. I kept the phone at home and it was out of power and had not recharged. It should have been shut down. My father would not move that one. The sound was also my mother."

"Ah! Stop talking!" The woman sitting on the ground screamed.

The man in the down vest lowered his hand, looked at the woman, and just paused his narration, then continued to speak and asked the woman: "Who called you?"

"I don't know! I don't know!!" the woman screamed.

"Enough! Don't make a noise. Don't make a noise first!" With a bang, a man in the office suddenly slapped the table. He gasped, without caring about the crying woman, glanced at everyone, and said, "This shouldn't be a prank, right? No one here is causing trouble? It's not a prank, right? Everyone received a similar call."

Some nodded, and some cried in panic.

The big backed head interjected, "Mr. Yin ran out before, right?"

"Call Mr. Yin to ask."

"Who is calling? You come?"

Everyone looked at their phones, but no one spoke again.

The down vest raised his hand again and said, "Have you seen the news online? I forgot where else. Many people there saw people who returned to their souls... being sent to dreams, I remember being sent to dreams. They were sent to dreams by dead people and they wanted to take their ashes to a place. Many people went, and many people died."

"What are you talking about?" Someone interrupted the man's speech.

"What I saw online before is not a ghost story, it should be a real thing. I can't remember it very clearly. Or check it now..." He looked at his phone, turned his gaze away, and looked at his laptop.

"Then check it." Someone immediately intervened.

The down vest nodded, sat down at the desk, and picked up the mouse.

I heard the mouse light up twice, and the sound was covered by the ringtone of the phone.

The phones on the desktop light up one after another, and different ringtones of mobile phones gather indoors.

The woman sitting on the ground had already become much calmer. She was held by the woman in black sweater and snuggled up to her, as if she was a victim of a snow mountain who was warming each other.

Hearing the ringtone of the phone, the woman instantly shook her companion away and jumped up from the ground. She grabbed her phone and pressed the power button desperately. Her fingernails were broken and her finger joints turned white.

Blood flowed out of the gaps in the nails.

The woman let go of her hand and knelt on the ground again.

The others seemed to be reminded by her reaction, and they were in a hurry to turn off their phones.

The ringtone disappeared and the office calmed down again.

All the sounds of the mouse and keyboard are left in the room.

I don’t know how long it took, the down vest shouted: “Finally found it!”

Many people surrounded him, stretched their necks, and came to the screen of the notebook to see the text on it clearly.

My vision was still in place, and I saw a group of people surrounding the desk five meters away. Nearby, there were two women sitting on the ground. Some people also sat down in their seats and did not come over to check the situation.

"They... are all dead?"

"It's a ghost. This means a ghost... Has the ghost come to the human world now?"

"Is it true or false? Is this a story? Performance art?"

"Maybe it was an online incident caused by marketing accounts..."

The down vest typing on the keyboard, and then clicking something with the mouse, "There is news. Water pollution...is similar to the person who posted the post."

"It's really a ghost..."

"So, the phone call..." One of them suddenly stood up straight, squeezed out of the crowd, and rushed to her desk. She couldn't wait to pick up her phone and press the power button.

"Chen Lei, what are you doing?!" Someone couldn't help but scream when he saw her behavior.

The woman named Chen Lei didn't raise her head and stared at the phone screen, "My mother... was called by my mother! My mother..."

She choked up.

Because of this sound, everyone who wanted to stop him stopped.

Only the woman sitting on the ground whispered something. The black sweater seemed to hear the words clearly, looked at the woman beside her, and looked at Chen Lei again.

Chen Lei's phone was turned on. She pressed the screen a few times and then put the phone in her ear, holding her breath, but she couldn't suppress the urgent expression on her face.

I saw her open her mouth, but the words that blurted out were stuck in her throat.

That look of expectation turned into dullness.

The phone fell from Chen Lei's hand.

After a clang, Chen Lei's body also fell to the ground, making a heavier sound.
Chapter completed!