Gravekeeper

‘Hahaha, who posted this? It looks like the real thing, and there are so-called Yinshou and weird types, which is really interesting. ’

‘Shit, this guy is real. I really encountered a terrifying weirdness in the Lighthouse Country. It was a doll...’

‘The Lighthouse Country buddy above, it seems that you encountered the boarding spirit weirdness mentioned by the host! ’

‘No, are you planning to make this forum into a shelter theme? Interesting, count me in! ’

‘…’

100 points, in various countries, only 1 yuan of currency is needed, or you can pull a few people and complete a few tasks.

Therefore, after Chu Qing’s exquisite long post appeared, many people clicked in.

However, at the beginning, most of them were Le Ziru who came in by accident.

However, as the post became popular and reached the front page, soon, special accounts appeared one by one, and the replies were also meaningful.

‘Original poster, do you know anything? King Chujiang? Are you also from Long Country? ’

‘Lord Chujiang, do you have contact information? I want to talk to you in detail, is that okay? ’

‘Original poster, I sent you a private message, please reply! ’

‘Original poster, I want to ask, how can humans fight against these damn things? ’

‘Friend, I am the director of the Hell Society, the Earl of Purgatory, and I would like to sincerely invite you to join the Hell Society as the representative of the Hell Society in Long Country. We have sent you the specific benefits of joining the society in the backend! Please consider it carefully! ’

‘No, why do these people above make it seem like the real thing? ’

‘Hell Society? What kind of organization is this? This thing also needs to set up representatives in Long Country? ’

‘……’

Seeing this, Chu Qing also became interested and opened the backend.

As expected, after a short while, the backend was already full of 99+ private messages.

This also shows that the House of Strange Stories is indeed very popular worldwide.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this reason that the House of Strange Stories can become the so-called "official forum" in the future.

The first private message that Chu Qing clicked on was the private message from the person who claimed to be a member of the board of directors of the Hell Society.

He really knew this Hell Society. Although he had never heard of this bird Earl of Purgatory, the name of the Hell Society was really not unknown. It was even rumored that the founder of this House of Strange Stories had the shadow of the Hell Society.

Of course, after the House of Strange Stories completely became a strange story, it was meaningless to be the founder or not.

The later Hell Society was a ghost control organization that was quite famous in the world in the previous life. Its strength could almost compete with some national ghost control forces.

Unexpectedly, these guys had already reached this scale before the arrival of the terror era?

However, in the previous life, he did not have much contact with these people, and Longguo was also a field that the Hell Society had never entered.

As for the so-called treatment conditions of the other party, it is even more unworthy of mention.

Even if these people now know the existence of the weirdness, they are more likely to win it over with secular money.

This is meaningless to him.

However, considering the huge power of the Hell Society in the previous life, even the ordinary first-grade king-level ghost controllers are unwilling to make enemies with it, Chu Qing still replied.

As for the rest, most of them asked about some specific details of facing the weirdness. After a few glances, Chu Qing answered a few casually.

And just when he was about to leave, his eyes suddenly condensed.

In his post that had been replied to hundreds of times, a line of Dragon Country text clearly caught his eyes:

'Owner, I am now in Xingcheng, Zhongyuan Province, and I encountered a strange thing! After I walked out of the bathroom, it seemed like I was the only one left in the city. I was so scared...'

Chu Qing looked at this person and opened his private message decisively:

"Tell me your current situation."

"Woo woo woo, OP! Help!"

"Don't worry, tell me what's going on!"

"I really don't know. I usually like these supernatural things. Then I saw a world-breaking ritual last night. In the middle of the night, put candles and sandalwood in front of the bathroom mirror. After twelve o'clock, you can enter another world.

Then I tried it, but I didn't find another world. But I was the only one left in the world! Woo woo woo, help!"

Looking at the reply in the reply box, Chu Qing's eyelids jumped.

World-breaking rituals are pure bullshit.

But mirrors are definitely one of the most terrifying things in the horror era.

In the twenty years of the horror era in the last life, in addition to the secret realm, there were some special resident weird worlds.

One of them is the mirror world.

Mirror ghosts, all kinds of weird things based on the principle of light refraction, all exist in the mirror, and in the mirror, a world that is almost the same as the real world is formed.

Obviously, the guy in front of him should have entered the mirror world without knowing whether to live or die.

However...

Although the mirror world is dangerous, it is really valuable!

If nothing else, that big piece can be left as a "trap" to capture mirror-like weirdness.

Moreover, it seems that some puzzles of underworld artifacts also need fragments of the mirror world.

The most important thing is that it is not far from me.

The distance from Luocheng to the provincial capital Xingcheng is not far, only a hundred kilometers away.

With such a distance, it is not difficult to make a round trip when the terror era comes.

Thinking of this, Chu Qing no longer hesitated and asked directly:

"Send your name and specific address, I will go there when I have time! But my suggestion is that when it's twelve o'clock tonight, you continue to go back to the mirror, follow the previous actions, and try again to see if you can get out."

"Okay, boss, my name is Zhang He, and I'm in Yulong District, Xingcheng now..."

Written down, Chu Qing browsed the rest of the posts in this strange story house again.

It has to be said that with the increase in strange events in the past month, even in Longguo, many people have climbed over the wall to post in this strange story house.

Chu Qing saw a lot of strange events that occurred in Longguo.

But most of them have no appeal to him.

The potential is relatively average.

But I think it's the same.

Like the Blood Eye Dragon King, even if it is a prototype, the moment the rules are triggered, it will take away the real horror and weirdness of life.

It won't give people too many chances to escape.

Those gifted and powerful monsters, the number of people who escaped was small, so naturally there would not be many people who could post online.

Thinking of this, Chu Qing looked at the sky outside, who had fainted again at some point, and finally stood up and exhaled.

Still the two white porcelain bowls.

Chu Qing raised the refining again calmly.

The third time!

Although it was only half a bowl, it was indeed a bit unbearable to bleed twice in a row.

However, it should be almost done, right?

According to Ding Xie, he should have completely summoned the blood word of the death apartment about three months after the terror era.

And with the method left by the blood word, about five or six monsters were captured.

This number is already quite a lot, Ding Xie is indeed not an ordinary person.

The gravekeeper wants to hunt the monsters, and almost every time he dances on the edge of a knife and fights with the god of death. Only after angering the monsters and attracting them to his mausoleum, can he subdue them with the tomb ghost.

He doesn't have the means like Chu Qing.

This is Chu Qing's third time. Although the number of times is less, he is more prepared. He uses his own blood and mixes it with Yin Qi.

It is easier to attract the arrival of strange things.

'Tick-tock'

'Tick-tock'

Drops of deep red flowed into the bowl again, and Yin Qi, water, and cinnabar were slowly blended.

This time, Chu Qing did not continue to use his fingers, but picked up the brush beside him.

On the glass door, new blood-red words were slowly imprinted:

'Name: Huang Hong (half-ghost)'

'Grade: Unqualified-Ninth Grade'

'Location: Luocheng'

'Goal: Detect the strangeness around Huang Hong, and kill or arrest Huang Hong while eliminating or recovering it. '

'Comment: Who said that demons disturb people's hearts? The evil of people's hearts is better than the evil of ghosts. '

'Edict of Chu Jiang King Chu Qing. ’

After writing all this, Chu Qing slowly stood up. It was getting darker and darker. It was five o'clock. Even in winter, the sun would not set. But for some reason, it was already pitch black.

This night was a hunting ground where hunters and prey competed.