Sizzle sizzle sizzle—"
"This... rustling... there's... rustling... people... rustling..."
The radio didn't respond to the bandaged ghost's words; it continued to play something intermittently, as if someone was speaking, but no one could understand what they were saying.
"It's 1 am now. From 1 am to 3 am, in ancient times it was the hour of Chou, the time when the cold earth spirits patrolled."
As Jiang Qiao listened to the radio, he inexplicitly recalled some folklore popular science articles he had read before.
But he quickly shook his head, a slight chuckle on his face.
"I'm in the supernatural world right now. Most of the people in this hall are vengeful ghosts. Why are you thinking about this?"
"I'm warning you again, leave immediately, or I won't be polite."
The bandaged ghost's face was also wrapped in bandages, with only its two eyes showing, so its expression could not be seen.
However, you can tell from its words that it is very angry.
However.
The radio still didn't give any response.
The voices on the channel seemed to have become clearer.
"This... rustling... here... rustling... there are... rustling... people... rustling..."
Is someone here?
The ghosts in the arena were startled.
Clearly, this radio seems to be transmitting some kind of message, possibly related to humans. It's just that the signal is so weak that it can't even form a complete sentence.
But the basic meaning seems to be related to humans.
What does this mean?
There were more than a dozen humans in the venue, as everyone knew.
The ghost train never refuses to let humans on board, and occasionally, big human figures will be active in the VIP lounge.
The Yellow Springs Auction House does business with all sides; as long as you have money, you can participate in the auctions. As long as you don't cause trouble, no one will care about your identity.
"Does it mean there's something wrong with these humans?"
Several vengeful ghosts suddenly turned their gazes toward the group of humans sitting in the same area, their expressions turning hostile.
However, they didn't say anything.
Because the radio's origin is unknown and its contents are incomplete, it is not trustworthy.
Besides, is prohibited on the ghost train, so they wouldn't attack humans. It's just that, as vengeful spirits, they habitually treat violence humans like sheep, and the fact that they sit in the same hall with them already makes them very unhappy.
Now that the word "person" has appeared on the radio again, they instinctively feel disgusted.
"This is my final warning to you, sir: if you do not leave, I will take forceful measures!"
The bandaged ghost's eyes, which had no eyeballs, suddenly narrowed.
It seemed to believe that the old radio was a conscious entity capable of communication.
This surprised Jiang Qiao quite a bit.
"The perspective of a vengeful ghost is different from that of a human; it seems to have discovered something."
"However, the other vengeful spirits present seem to be kept in the dark, probably due to differences in their strength and thus their different perspectives."
He didn't act rashly, nor did he try to observe with his "double pupils." At this moment, the best course of action was to remain still, say nothing and do nothing except be prepared to flee at any time.
"I have a feeling that a supernatural attack is coming soon!"
Jiang Qiao thought to himself.
My left hand unknowingly touched a strange thread.
"Hope this helps."
at this time.
The bandaged ghost seemed to have run out of patience; it said coldly:
"Three warnings. End of sentence. I will be expelling you."
After saying that, he reached out and grabbed the radio.
Just then.
The radio suddenly started playing again:
"There...someone...is...going to...die...here..."
This time, the sound was still intermittent, but complete sentences appeared.
And with the appearance of this sentence.
The bandaged ghost had also grabbed the radio.
With a "click".
He crushed the strange-looking old artifact to pieces.
However, something strange happened.
The broken radio didn't contain any electronic components or wiring. Instead, it was leaking a grayish-white powder.
"These are ashes!"
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Jiang Qiao's expression changed.
immediately.
The host, who was standing on the stage observing the situation, suddenly roared and retreated.
It seemed as if something had appeared in front of him.
But after taking only two steps back, his body stiffened, and then Jiang Qiao saw that his exposed skin quickly turned ashen.
Bang!
Two seconds later, he collapsed to the ground and lost vital signs!
Holy crap!
"The host was murdered?"
Jiang Qiao's eyes narrowed, and a sense of impending doom washed over him.
He quickly took out his camera and pressed the shutter button on the stage.
Then, the photo was released.
"Is this... a curse?"
In the photo, the host is lying on the ground, his body stiff and ashen.
Beside him lay the naked corpse of a woman. Her hair was disheveled, her body covered in bruises, and she appeared to be heading backstage.
"We can't stay here any longer, we have to leave immediately!"
Jiang Qiao immediately stood up and walked towards the gate.
Meanwhile, the other vengeful ghosts and humans were also in an uproar upon seeing the dead body.
Unexpectedly, the disturbance escalated to the point of resulting in a death!
Moreover, the person who died was the host of the auction, which was a huge slap in the face to "Huangquan Auction House"!
"Let's go!"
Seeing that something was wrong, the human VIPs also stood up and prepared to leave.
Whatever happens here is none of their business; they don't want to get involved.
On the contrary, the ghostly guests became somewhat excited. They actively moved forward, some approaching the bandaged ghost, and others preparing to go on stage to examine the host's corpse.
"The characteristics of vengeful ghosts and humans are indeed different."
Jiang Qiao glanced at it out of the corner of his eye and thought to himself.
He had already arrived at the front door and was about to open it by grabbing the doorknob.
However, at that moment, a vicious voice rang out: "No one is allowed to leave until the matter is thoroughly investigated!"
In an instant.
Jiang Qiao felt that the door, which could have been opened easily, was beginning to feel heavy.
For a moment, it was difficult to push.
"snort!"
His face turned cold.
Staying in the meeting room would likely mean facing many dangers.
So he didn't hesitate to use supernatural powers!
A terrifying, ball of lightning appeared in his palm, instantly engulfing the doorknob. Then, black electricity surged out, engulfing the entire door.
"Crunch"
A tooth-grinding sound rang out.
The wooden door, which seemed to have rusted shut, started moving again, and soon a crack appeared in the door.
Jiang Qiao didn't hesitate at all and immediately dashed out.
"I told you to stop right there!"
A furious roar filled with malevolence erupted behind him. Then, Jiang Qiao felt a terrifying aura of death rushing towards him from behind!
The bright lights outside the door flickered and dimmed instantly.
Clearly, the owner of the voice wanted to force him to stay!
Jiang Qiao's face was as still as water. As he quickly moved away from the gate, he gently pulled the silk thread he was holding in his left hand.
"Sizzle sizzle sizzle—"
"Pfft—"
The deathly aura that had reached his back and made his hair stand on end vanished silently.
The lights that were about to go out around us were turned on again.
Bang--!
With a loud bang, the doors of the Yellow Springs Auction House slammed shut!
However, at the very moment it was closed.
A figure squeezed through the gap at the last second!
"Finally out."
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