The Hundred Stories of Miss Ghost

Chapter 20 The Disappearing Corpse

Hearing the exclamation of the female voice, Youxiang's eyes widened like a cat's in an instant, and she jumped down the stairs step by step with extremely vigorous movements, landed firmly on the ground, and then quickly rushed to the mourning hall in the hall. Pull the door open, and then see the scene in the mourning hall.

The monk who had been chanting sutras in the mourning hall had fallen to the ground at some point, while Saeki Saoko was sitting paralyzed in front of Mochizuki Mian's coffin, supporting his body with one hand, staring blankly at the direction of the entrance, His eyes were in a trance.

The door of the porch was wide open, and the cold wind in the middle of the night poured in from the opening of the door, making people feel cold all over.

"What's wrong? What happened?!" You Xiang asked loudly to Saeki Sako who was lying on the ground.

"President...President she...gone..." Saeki stared blankly at the open door, and murmured words of unknown meaning with difficulty concealing his horror.

"Gone?" Youxiang didn't understand this sentence at first, but as she moved her eyes to the mourning hall in the room, a chilling feeling of trembling spread all over her body.

In the coffin in the middle of the mourning hall, there was only a white cloth hanging messily to cover the corpse, and the corpse of Wang Yuemian, who was supposed to lie in it, had disappeared without a trace!

"Are you kidding, how is this possible..."

Xiaotong and Mochizuki Masahiko who arrived afterward also saw the same scene. Uncle Mochizuki stared blankly at Mochizuki Mian's coffin and was speechless in shock, while Xiaotong immediately rushed to the entrance.

It was already midnight at this moment, and the quiet and drooping night was like a curtain, gently covering up all the mysteries and ominousness. Xiaotong looked around, but didn't see a single figure, not even a ghost.This neighborhood is a residential area for the rich, and usually there are not many people coming and going here, let alone such a late night.

Xiaotong turned her head and walked into the room, came to Saeki who was still trembling, patted her on the back and said slowly: "Senior Saeki, relax... Come on, take a deep breath..."

Saeki obediently took a deep breath, and then exhaled it long. After going back and forth several times, he seemed to calm down a little.

"Sister Saeki, can you tell me what happened?"

Zuo Bo shook his head, lowered his head and said in fear, "I... I don't know, I just... I was in a daze for a while, thinking about some things in the past, this time! I saw the meeting in the coffin. Long her...she sat up suddenly and slowly! I, I was frightened and wanted to run away, but my legs were so weak that I couldn't stand up at all. I...I saw...the president stretched her slowly Out of the right hand, she just stretched forward like this, and then... seemed to be touching... pushing something... But, but, after a while, she stopped. Then, she just got up from the coffin and crawled I came out...At that time, I thought it would be better if I could faint...But she didn't look at me, she just moved her body slowly step by step and walked out..."

Xiaotong frowned slightly, and was about to continue to ask something, but at this moment Uncle Mochizuki suddenly pointed at Saeki and yelled at her: "What nonsense are you talking about! She is dead! Dead! How could it be possible to get up and leave by yourself! Is it you? You hid Mian’s body?! Where did you hide Mian?! Why did you do such a thing!!!”

Zuobo was stunned, and replied softly at a loss: "No...it's not me...I..."

"That's enough, that's enough!" Mochizuki Masahiko clenched his veins into his fists, and instead of his gentle and refined appearance just now, he looked frightened and anxious, "I've been making trouble since the girl who came with you today started making trouble at the funeral. You should know! You came to the funeral for the sake of trouble, right? And you two!"

Mochizuki Masahiko's eyes suddenly turned to Yuxiang and Xiaotong, and he yelled at them: "Don't you two let me take you upstairs just to distract me? Is it interesting to do this kind of prank?!"

"No...uncle...we..." Youxiang wanted to explain, but was interrupted by Mochizuki Masahiko impatiently waving his hand.

"You guys! Leave my house right now! I will call the police! I advise you to return Mian's body as soon as possible, otherwise! I will sue you one by one!! Now! Get out of here!"

The three girls were kicked out of the bungalow without any explanation, and the door was slammed shut behind them.

Xiaotong glanced back at the bungalow, the curtains behind the window had been drawn, but he could still vaguely see the figure of the man.Xiaotong saw the shadow covering his face with his hands, and then the whole figure slowly sank into the shadow of the sofa.

Saeki's legs were still trembling, and she could hardly stand still, so she sat directly on the ground.And Youxiang kicked the lawn angrily, "What's the matter, why is uncle so emotional all of a sudden, this is a supernatural event! Why do you force it on us?"

She turned her head and saw Xiao Tong lowered her head and didn't answer, as if she was thinking about something, her eyes lit up and she asked immediately: "How is it, Xiao Tong, did you see anything? Could it be Mochizuki-senpai...she Come back again!"

Xiaotong shook his head again, "I didn't see the spirit of senior sister, I just felt a little strange... Senior sister Saeki, you did see that the body of senior sister Mochizuki sat up by itself, and raised her hand as if pushing what?"

Saeki nodded silently.

"What's the matter, what's the matter, what does this mean?!" Youxiang looked extraordinarily excited.

Xiaotong pursed her lips, as if recalling the past, and then slowly said: "In the past, my father took me to help many people do psychic, um...especially some rich people. Once, The president of a club died of a sudden illness, but he had three children, but he did not leave a will, and the next successor of his club has not yet been decided, so...a son found My father, I hope that I can perform a psychic, and use the voice of the president to say his name. This... was originally a business in my family, but it is not really a psychic. I just called a few Say the name of the president, praying that he can choose a successor, what I didn't expect was...the body of the president lying in the coffin and covered with a white cloth suddenly sat up..."

This is the first time Youxiang heard Xiaotong talk about her experience as a psychic in the past. She was extremely involved in listening, and she took the initiative to guess: "The president sat up and wrote a will by himself?"

"No, he started attacking everyone around him like an irrational monster. The body of the dead is often not self-restraining. He kicked one son's calf bone and smashed another son's face. I went in and ate the notarial certificate that the lawyer was going to issue with one ear of the last son. I guess, this is probably the obsession of 'I will not give up my club to anyone'. In the end, because the muscles and ligaments of the whole body were torn and it was difficult to move, the living corpse was tightly held down by the daring security guards and tied up tightly, sent to the crematorium and cremated immediately, and I was also asked not to come closer. One step ahead of them. Some spirits have too strong obsession with the human world or the flesh, so it may not turn into a spirit body, but will also rely on that flesh after death."

Youxiang broke into a cold sweat when she heard it, and immediately thought of something, and then said, "Little Tong, you mean that the spirit of senior sister has returned to her body?!"

"I don't know... but I use my hands to push things... Ouija boards, pens, small tables that move, and even inverted water glasses are all commonly used props that can be used to summon spirits. Spirit rituals usually use the movement of these things to communicate with the spirit. I am afraid that someone is calling the spirit of the senior sister..."

"Ah..." Zuo Bo suddenly exclaimed.

"Why... senior sister, what did you think of?"

"Shixi...Shixi didn't she make a little commotion in the evening? I... originally wanted to persuade her to stay with me to keep vigil as an apology, but she said...she went back to school at night, There is an important thing to do... and I also vaguely saw... At that time, there were a few hairs on her hands..."

Youxiang came to her senses in an instant, and she yelled at Xiaotong, "Xiaotong, let's go back to school! Senior sister must have returned to school. My driver is waiting nearby! Just follow the way back If you drive back, you will definitely see the body of senior sister!"

Youxiang just dialed a number, and in less than a few tens of seconds, the black limousine stopped firmly in front of them, Youxiang pulled Xiaotong to get in the car, she took a look and was still sitting on the ground , Saeki, who held his arms trembling with both hands, asked: "Sister Saeki, can you go back by yourself?"

Saeki bit his lip and nodded uneasily, "I...my driver is coming soon, but I...I'm scared...how could this happen...I..."

"Okay then, leave this matter to us! Sister, go home and have a good rest!"

Zuobo nodded, watching the black car riding Juechen go away, then stood up in the bleak cold wind with great difficulty, but his body was still trembling uncontrollably.

Chapter 21 Will Be You

The black car was driving on the deserted road at night.

Youxiang widened her eyes and observed every inch of the scenery near the road, trying to catch any shadow that resembled the lost body of senior sister Mochizuki Mian, but seeing the car drive farther and farther, she regretted And nothing was gained.

"Wait a minute, little pupil, I suddenly feel that we are thinking wrong? Senior sister... Could it be that she didn't go to the school? Otherwise, with the speed of our car, we should have caught up with her long ago? Or, Senior sister, what supernatural way of moving does she have?"

Xiaotong rubbed her brows and said, "I don't know, my mind is messed up now. But I have this feeling now, maybe... there is more than one 'Sister Mochizuki'."

"Huh? What does that mean?"

"Think about it, Senior Sister Mochizuki drew a picture. In the painting, the person in the mirror looks different from the foreigner. Uncle has heard that Senior Sister seemed to be talking to someone in the room, and saw Senior Sister My sister is playing boxing games with herself in the mirror. In addition, the personality of the senior sister described by my uncle is also very different from the spirit of the "Sister Mochizuki" I observed in the school. Last time I thought about it in an empty classroom. When she wanted to get rid of the spirit but was attacked, that "Sister Mochizuki" also said some interesting things-"I didn't attack you", "There are other dirty things here"... Judging from these clues , maybe... Senior was haunted by some evil spirit before she was alive, and after that evil spirit killed Senior, for some reason, she pretended to be Senior..."

"Really?!" Youxiang opened her mouth wide, "You mean to say that the spirit of the 'Sister Mochizuki' we met in school is not the real Sister Mochizuki, but the one who killed her. Evil spirit?!"

Xiaotong shook his head again, "No, I don't know, this is just my guess, I haven't figured it out yet, maybe I have to communicate with that 'Sister Mochizuki' again to understand, but... that 'Mochizuki' Senpai, "She...is very dangerous..."

"Are you talking about the ability to control tables and chairs to fly around in the sky?"

Xiaotong nodded slightly, "That's right. In fact, it is very rare for a spirit body to have the ability to interfere with real objects. Otherwise, there would be so many wandering spirits, and the world would have been full of supernatural phenomena long ago. In fact, if most people are The end of life or a peaceful death without any grievances will basically lead to Buddhahood directly, and no spirit will be born at all. And even if you become a spirit due to grievance or obsession, most of them are of the weak kind. Ordinary people can't see it at all. At most, it makes people with high inspiration have some subtle hallucinations, and basically has no effect on the world. Even if it is really an evil spirit, it usually doesn't use the kind of rudeness of throwing tables and chairs over. way to hurt people..."

"Ah? How do evil spirits usually harm people?"

"Generally speaking, it is to use the fear in people's heart. The things that ordinary spirits can do at the beginning are extremely limited, such as making the light source flicker, leaving weird handprints, lowering the temperature a little, making some noises at night, and producing things that seem to be happening. Moving shadows, projecting hallucinations on mirrors or glass, etc. These things are usually completely incapable of directly harming humans, but they can make people feel frightened. This is the first stage, called intrusion, which is equivalent to beating people. Greet them and make them aware of the presence of spirits.

"Then human beings often let their imaginations fly because of fear, and start to imagine all kinds of scary things in the shadows. When their nerves become sensitive, their inspiration tends to increase, and it is easier to notice supernatural phenomena. And their fear also It will make the evil spirits stronger. At this time, the evil spirits will often start to obtain the means of direct attack, and then enter the second stage, which is oppression. The evil spirits will start to use more direct and intense methods, such as When people are sleeping, ghosts press the bed, pull ankles, move tables and chairs in the middle of the night, knock from inside the cabinet, suddenly lock the doors and windows out of thin air and seal people in secret rooms, etc., and even start to be directly witnessed by ordinary people. The spirit has been driven to the brink of collapse by it, so it can begin to try the final stage."

"The last stage..." Youxiang swallowed, "What is that?"

"Occupy." Xiaotong spat out these two words coldly, "The flesh of a living person is often fatally attractive to spirits, so some evil spirits who desire to return to the flesh with warm blood will The most vulnerable moment of a person's mental breakdown eats his soul, then takes over that person's body, and finally... becomes that person."

Youxiang imagined such a scene, a cold, malicious soul desperately trying to get into her body from every pore, just like countless small bugs bit by bit your flesh, and swallowed your sorrow Or memories of joy, chewing up your desires and dreams, your personality and self-identity, and swallowing them carefully, you are gradually trapped in a cage built by your own body, looking at your body Act like a marionette, and show a familiar and unfamiliar smile to you in front of the mirror.

Youxiang shuddered.

At this time, Xiao Tong's knife hit Youxiang's forehead in a serious manner.

"Don't think about it." Xiaotong looked into Youxiang's eyes and said calmly like a puppet without emotion, "Fear will strengthen the power of those things, think about something happy and exciting."

Youxiang wept with a mournful face, "But... the things that excite me are strange stories and supernatural phenomena..."

Xiaotong was speechless for a moment, and then said: "Then think of some harmless monsters, such as monsters who are keen on destroying heterosexuality, will possess girls, eat like crazy and gain weight, and finally make the girl's boyfriend hate her. "

"Ah? It's over...I feel like I've been possessed by this monster, what should I do..."

Xiaotong rolled her eyes at Youxiang coldly, "Don't worry, you don't have a boyfriend, you won't be possessed, you are just delicious."

The last gag made Youxiang's uneasiness and fear subside with great difficulty. The car drove in the dark, and it didn't take long before you could vaguely see the school's landmark building—the church clock tower up.

However, the ear-piercing humming sound from a distance made Xiaotong and Youxiang in the car raise their hearts again.

That was the sound of an ambulance.

Chapter 22 Touching Japan's Top Ten Ghosts

On Sunday morning, the sun was already high.

Youxiang Huashanyuan, who had hardly slept all night, sat on a chair in the folklore research activity room, yawned long, and then turned her gaze to the girl dressed as a witch in a black cloak and a pointed hat over her school uniform. , the girl was lowering her little head, sobbing softly, tears falling down like they couldn't stop.

"That... is Ono Kyoka-senpai, right?"

"Um……"

"I have roughly understood what you said. Let me repeat it again to see if there is any problem. You, your friend Oshima Miki, and Sakurai-senpai held a psychic ceremony in the school together, and it was successful. Mochizuki-senpai was recruited, but in the middle of the ceremony, when you were asking who killed Mochizuki-senpai, something happened suddenly. The candle suddenly went out, and the table where you were channeling suddenly started to vibrate violently. Countless weird handprints appeared, and after a strange, ear-piercing sound, the Ouija board itself split into several pieces, and Oshima-san and Sakurai-san couldn't wake up no matter what, is that so? Is there anything to add?"

Jinghua shook her head weakly.

"Hmm... Sure enough, someone summoned the spirit of senior sister, so that's why senior sister's body has changed... It's just that I still don't know where senior sister's body went..."

Youxiang rubbed her head vigorously, trying to sort out what happened that night, but still didn't have a clue.So she looked at Xiaotong again with a look of pleading help, and asked, "Xiaotong, what do you think?"

It's just that Xiao Tong didn't seem to be listening to her words, her eyes wandered above the activity room, she pursed her lips and didn't know what she was thinking.

"Xiaotong?" Youxiang reached out and shook her hand in front of Xiaotong.

"Ah?" Xiaotong seemed to have just recovered, she looked at Youxiang, her eyes were still a little confused, "Hmm... what's wrong? I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention just now."

"How can you not listen carefully to the testimony of such an important witness! This is an important clue to help us find out the mystery of the senior sister's suicide and the whereabouts of her body!"

"I'm sorry..." Xiaotong frowned, as if trying to refresh himself, "I haven't slept all night... Now... my head hurts... I'm really anemic... I want to go back to the dormitory Take a break first..."

"Hey... I still want to go to the classroom where Junior Sister Jinghua and the others perform the psychic ceremony..." Youxiang was visibly lost, but finally said, "Okay then... Xiaotong You go back to rest first, you are also very tired this night. I want to go to that classroom to have a look, and then go to the hospital to visit students Oshima and Sakurai who are said to be still unconscious. If you have any information, we will call tomorrow afternoon Let’s communicate again during club activities~”

"Hmm..." Xiaotong replied, after thinking about it, she still took off the cross pendant hanging on her chest and handed it to Youxiang.

"Youxiang, if you wear this, if you encounter something suspicious or dangerous, you will run away immediately? Also, when you visit them in the hospital, don't get too close. If they wake up, you must You need to confirm whether the inside of the body is their own, understand?"

"I get it, I get it, so many demands, Xiao Tong, why don't you just go with me?"

Xiaotong shook her head vigorously, "No, I'm too sleepy now, I'm going back to sleep."

"Tsk, the traitor of the Folklore Research Institute!"

Xiao Tong secretly glanced at the corner of the room, just as she was about to get up and leave, she was suddenly stopped by Jing Hua Xuemei.

"That... Hitomi-senpai?"

Xiaotong looked at Jinghua, silently waiting for her to continue.

The tears in Jinghua's eyes were still falling, she quickly wiped the corners of her eyes with her hand, tried her best to suppress her crying and said, "Senior Sanriyue... I, I have heard your name before, you are really very cute. Are you a powerful psychic?"

Xiaotong shook her head calmly, "No, I'm just a fraudster who is very good at deceiving people."

"But... But, before, many people said that you are...Sister Sanriyue, can I ask you one thing? I...I am very scared, what happened to Meiji this time...no matter what I did last night When I shook her body and she didn't respond, I... I was terrified... Miki actually doesn't like things like ghosts and strange stories, but every time she will accompany my self-willed behavior... This time It was me who harmed Meiji. If I hadn’t recruited the spirit of senior sister, Meiji wouldn’t have... So, senior sister, can you please help me save Meiji? I...I will do anything for you made!"

Xiaotong looked at Jinghua, remained silent and didn't seem to give any reaction, but Youxiang had already patted Jinghua on the back and comforted: "Okay, Xiaotong's appearance means that she promised to help you. People's personality is rather awkward, no objection means tacit consent, in fact, she is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and she is very enthusiastic. Besides, I think you may be thinking too much, classmate Meiji was sent to the hospital and now it's been a long time She hasn't arrived yet, maybe it's just that she's mentally fragile, she fainted from fright after seeing the terrible scene, and she may wake up after a while, don't be too nervous. But you just said that you can do everything right, then you first Please bookmark this membership application, our club needs people who can successfully perform psychic rites, hehehe~~~"

"Hmph, I'm going back to rest, goodbye."

Xiaotong stood up unhappily, and stopped watching the picture of Youxiang Huyoumeng's new first-year classmate joining the suspicious club. She focused her eyes on the corner of the room, waved her hand weakly, opened the door and left.

She walked out of the club activity building, but she didn't walk in the direction of the girls' dormitory. Instead, she stopped and walked, turning around to check something from time to time, and finally stopped in front of a tall building.

"Are you going to follow me into the church, Mochizuki-senpai?"

Xiaotong turned her head and looked at the ghost of Mochizuki who had been following her since the beginning.

When she and Youxiang rushed to the school to meet Jinghua's younger sister, the ghost had been following Jinghua's back all the time. Half a head popped out of the table to make a face, which made Xiaotong have been on guard with [-]% vigilance just now, so that he didn't pay attention to the conversation between Jinghua and Youxiang at all.

At first, Xiaotong was still worried about whether this spirit had already attached to Jinghua, but now she abandoned Jinghua and Youxiang and came out with her, which made Xiaotong breathe a sigh of relief.

Hitomi asked the (suspected) ghost of Mochizuki in a cold tone: "Mochizuki-senpai, or something like Mochizuki-senpai, did you do the coma of Oshima-san and Sakurai-san?!"

The ghost immediately frowned after hearing what Xiaotong said, and started talking non-stop: "Little Tong, why do you always frame me like this? I am obviously such a sunny, positive and righteous person." A good ghost with energy? It’s almost possible to judge one of Japan’s top ten ghost awards! It’s very bad to always speculate on others from the worst angle. No wonder you basically don’t have any friends, Hitomi? well……"

Rao Xiaotong, who feels that he has a strong ability to manage his emotions, clenched his fist unconsciously at this moment, wanting to punch the guy in front of him hard, but it's a pity that the guy in front of him is a spirit body and can't hit him.

"Are you trying to argue that you didn't do it?"

"Of course not. I've been playing Ouija board games happily with them all this time. It's when they were psychic that they recruited other guys!"

"The other guy, who?"

"I suspect with reasonable grounds that it's me in the mirror." The ghost of Wang Yuemian said firmly.

Chapter 23 The Spirit Behind

"Is Mochizuki-senpai in the mirror?"

Xiao Tong habitually lowered her head and touched her chin, revealing a thoughtful expression.

Although I don't know what happened, but she doesn't seem to be completely incapable of listening to people like last time, so I added:

"Yeah, there must be something weird about me in the mirror! I kept my eyes closed and pretended to be asleep, and ended up meddling with my affairs everywhere! This time when Sakurai and the others were playing with that Ouija board, I saw It must be clear! There are three living people and one spirit, and there are five hands on the Ouija board! The extra hand is still fighting with me. I obviously committed suicide. In the end, it insisted on answering that I was killed, and in the end, it wanted to mislead others to name the "those who murdered me" out of nothing! It still had to fight with me, and countless handprints appeared on the window glass Come to scare people, but am I so easy to provoke?! I just smashed that board, if it wasn't for that hand running fast, I could break that deceiving hand on the spot It's broken!"

When I was proudly bragging to Xiao Tong, she suddenly said, "Oh? The person who killed Senior Sister? What did that hand 'say'?"

I frowned, "Didn't you just say that thing is a lie? I can guarantee with Wang Yuemian's personality that I really committed suicide."