"I see."

After listening to the girl's narration, Chen Ming nodded and continued to ask: "What's your name?"

"My name is Xia Qingqing." the girl said.

"Chen Ming." Chen Ming shook hands with her.

"In the face of supernatural events, do you have any checks and balances?"

"No." The girl shook her head, "Those Taoist, magical, and exorcism techniques have no effect in the face of supernatural events."

"In this case, the only option is to escape?" Chen Ming sighed, he somewhat understood the name of escapee.

"How to escape, does it all depend on luck?" he asked again.

"Supernatural events are not unsolvable. As long as you find the key, you can survive smoothly." Xia Qingqing said.

"What is a key?"

"Supernatural events are like a minefield. You may die at any time if you walk in it, but there is always a way to the other side."

"This way of survival is what we call the key."

In order to explain more clearly, Xia Qingqing told Chen Ming about the supernatural events she had experienced before.

The shelter sent them to a cemetery, and their mission was to survive past midnight.

Starting at eight o'clock, a tomb opened, and a rotten and terrifying female ghost appeared and hunted them!

The closer it gets to 12 o'clock at midnight, the crazier the female ghost's hunting becomes. Six of the ten escapees on the mission were killed at 11 o'clock. Xia Qingqing was in extreme panic, like a headless fly.

Likewise, he followed the other survivors and fled in panic.

At 11:30, all three other survivors were killed, and Xia Qingqing couldn't run anymore. She could only watch her companions being killed. After killing the other survivors, the female ghost also smiled at her.

Approaching!

Xia Qingqing was desperate. She took two steps back and almost gave up resistance.

But unexpectedly, behind her was the tomb that the female ghost had opened before. She stepped on it and fell into it.

She lay in the rotting coffin, quietly waiting for death to come.

However, five minutes passed and ten minutes passed, and the female ghost did not appear in front of her.

She could hear the screams of the female ghost, who was wandering around, but could do nothing to her.

Xia Qingqing found the key to that supernatural event by accident.

"Hiding in a coffin" is the way to survive.

This is the "key" to supernatural events!

"Supernatural events will give hints, but even if hints are given, it is difficult to find the key."

"Moreover, if you find the wrong one, you will most likely trigger a dead end and be killed directly!"

Xia Qingqing said this, there was still fear in her eyes, and she was obviously still frightened.

"As long as you find the key, you can survive." Chen Ming repeated.

"right."

"Then let's get started." Chen Ming took her flashlight and walked downstairs.

"Wait... wait!" Xia Qingqing hurriedly followed, as if she still had something to say.

"What's wrong?" Chen Ming shined the light in front of her.

"Start with what? What are you going to do?"

"Look for a way out, look for the key, don't you want to live?"

"But..." Xia Qingqing hesitated, "Aren't you afraid?"

Chen Ming laughed softly, then turned around and continued downstairs.

He's really not afraid.

People who have died once, what else do they have to be afraid of?

Xia Qingqing also followed.

The time now is about two o'clock in the morning. There is no moonlight today, and the windows around the corner are dark.

It was quiet in the corridor, the kind of deathly silence.

Dead silence.

In this dead silence, even the sound of footsteps can make one's heart tremble.

Chen Ming walked from the eighth floor to the first floor and stopped at the stairs on the first floor.

"How long have you been stuck here?" he asked.

"Almost three days." Xia Qingqing replied.

"How long do you have until the end of this mission?"

"It has ended."

"Then why are you still here?"

"If you are entangled in supernatural events like now, you won't be able to be pulled back by the shelter."

"In other words, as long as we can escape from here, we can return to the shelter, right?"

"right."

"How did the others die?" he asked.

From the eighth floor to the first floor, he found no possibility of danger.

If he was just trapped here, Xia Qingqing shouldn't be the only one left in three days.

Chen Ming looked back, wanting to get an answer from Xia Qingqing.

But as soon as he saw Xia Qingqing clearly, he suddenly gasped!

From behind Xia Qingqing, at some point, two pale white arms stretched out and wrapped around her neck!

Before Chen Ming could speak, Xia Qingqing followed his line of sight and discovered those two arms!

"Ahhhhh!!!"

She screamed at the top of her lungs and waved her hands, trying to get rid of the two arms, but to no avail.

Those two arms seemed to be transparent, and her hands went directly through them, unable to touch or touch them.

Two lonely arms, no torso, and no head.

"Save me! Please save me! I...I don't want to die!"

Xia Qingqing was completely desperate. She hugged Chen Ming's arm and begged.

Chen Ming finally managed to get Xia Qingqing to calm down.

"You mean, before other people died, arms like this also appeared on their necks?"

"Yes, in the end... they were all strangled to death by these two arms."

Xia Qingqing's voice was distorted due to fear.

"How long did it take from the time the arms appeared to the time they died?"

"One hour."

"Then we still have an hour."

Chen Ming asked: "Have you found any useful information?"

"We have almost pieced together the truth. The source of the supernatural events here is a little girl in third grade."

"Due to her mother's affair, her worker father became insane and brutally killed the little girl with a fire axe."

"Afterwards, in order to cover up the crime, he built the little girl's body in the steps, and the teaching building began to be haunted."

Xia Qingqing said.

"Fire ax... steps..." Chen Ming read it twice and then asked, "Have you ever seen this little girl?"

"No." Xia Qingqing shook her head, "In other words, everyone who has seen the little girl is dead."

"anything else?"

"Huh?" Xia Qingqing didn't know what to say.

"Does the little girl have any hobbies?" Chen Ming asked.

"Hobby?" Xia Qingqing thought about it carefully and replied, "In previous supernatural incidents, we have seen stacked papers."

"She seems to particularly like folding paper bridges. Most of the folded papers are paper bridges."

Chen Ming nodded and remembered this information in his heart.
To be continued...