Weird Cards: I've Become a Ghost

"This is the Hanged Ghost, isn't it?"

Looking at the long-haired woman in white before him, Xiao He murmured to himself.

Even though he had prepared himself mentally, he still couldn't help but feel a little uneasy when he saw the hanged ghost stick out a long, scarlet tongue to greet him, especially when he met the hanged ghost's gray-white eyes, which were like those of a dead fish.

Fortunately, the hanged ghost's hair was long enough to cover her hideous and terrifying face, which made Xiao He suppress his impulse to turn the hanged ghost back into a card.

"Cough cough... Can you speak?"

Xiao He smiled awkwardly and tried to communicate with the other party.

However, this hanged ghost seemed unable to speak, only emitting eerie laughter like "hee hee ha ha". Fortunately, Xiao He was somewhat comforted by the fact that his intuition told him that he could control the hanged ghost's actions through his thoughts.

Thinking of this, Xiao He had an idea and immediately gave an order to the hanged ghost.

"Protect me nearby."

The world is full of strange occurrences. Although Xiao He didn't think he was really that unlucky—sitting at home and suddenly something strange happened—he still had to take precautions just in case.

What's more, what if those guys come looking for trouble again? Even though he's become a monster now, a few short-lived monsters have no fighting power whatsoever.

After receiving Xiao He's instructions, the Hanged Ghost once again let out her signature eerie giggle, then her figure became ethereal and finally disappeared.

It was the Hanging Ghost's talent—etherealization.

Although the Hanging Ghost seemed to have disappeared, Xiao He knew through a mysterious connection that the Hanging Ghost was silently protecting him all around him.

The thought of the strange creature protecting him put Xiao He at ease. He dragged his weary body, covered in wounds, and limped toward his room, finally collapsing onto the broken bed and falling fast asleep.

He needs to catch up on his sleep to process what happened today.

Time slowly passed.

When Xiao He woke up again, it was already completely dark outside the window, and the room was pitch black inside.

Xiao He habitually reached for his phone, only to find it empty.

"I almost forgot, I'm no longer in the original world."

Xiao He slowly opened his eyes and quietly looked at the ceiling above, thinking to himself.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his hand to check the time; it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

Although many things in the world have changed, watches and time remain the same as before.

Upon waking up, he discovered both good news and bad news.

The good news is that his wounds healed quickly, which is probably related to his short-lived and mysterious identity.

The bad news is that thanks to his short-lived, ghostly identity, this body now only has twenty-nine days left to live.

"It's time to start making money."

Xiao He secretly made up his mind to find some wealthy people in the underworld for a "pleasant" exchange in the next few days, and he already had a few suitable candidates in mind.

However, at this moment, Xiao He frowned slightly.

"Huh? What?"

Just now, the Hanged Ghost hiding nearby told him that six masked men wielding weapons were walking in his direction, and the leader of them exuded a faint killing intent.

Although the hanged ghost couldn't speak, Xiao He immediately understood its meaning through their connection.

"Are they here for me?"

Xiao He couldn't help but think to himself.

It's so late at night, even if those six people weren't after me, it's obvious they had ill intentions.

"Strange, it seems the original owner didn't offend anyone except for his gambling addiction."

Xiao He began to review the memories in his mind. After confirming that the original owner had not made any enemies, he began to ponder the destination of that group of people.

The apartment he is currently in is a seven-story building in the East Street of the old city. There are two households on each floor, but he doesn't know when it started, but the neighbors have been moving out one after another.

Now, only a father and daughter on the third floor and himself on the sixth floor remain in the entire building. No, to be precise, only the residents on the third floor are left, since Xiao He has already used this apartment to pay off debts.

"So... if they're not looking for me, then they must be looking for that father and daughter on the third floor!"

After confirming that the original owner had no enemies, Xiao He became even more certain that the group of people were not there to cause him trouble.

"Do you need any help?"

After thinking it through, Xiao He turned to look at the Hanging Ghost beside him. Killing six ordinary people with the Hanging Ghost's abilities would be a piece of cake, but...

After pondering for a moment, Xiao He sighed softly, shook his head, and muttered to himself, "Ah, let's just forget about it."

The original owner had no contact with the father and daughter on the third floor. Even if they met, they wouldn't greet each other. They had absolutely no relationship.

Even if there were some connection between them, it would be with the original owner, not with him. He wouldn't risk exposing the existence of the Hanging Ghost for two people he had no connection with.

Just as Xiao He was pondering whether he should pack his things and leave, the eerie, terrifying laughter of the Hanged Ghost rang out again.

"Oh! We're on the fourth floor now."

Xiao He nodded, stroking his chin as he continued to think about what was worth taking with him.

"Huh? Wait a minute? The fourth floor?"

However, the next second, he suddenly realized something and looked at the hanged ghost beside him, asking again, "Those six people didn't go to the third floor, but came straight up to the fourth floor?"

Seeing the hanged ghost nod slightly, Xiao He finally realized that the six people had actually come to cause him trouble.

......

at the same time.

A soft footstep suddenly echoed in the quiet hallway. The flickering lights and the deathly silence of the night sent a chill down one's spine.

However, these alone were not enough to frighten Zhao Hu and his men.

Although Zhao Hu covered his face with a black cloth, his signature slicked-back hair and the baseball bat in his hand made it easy for people to guess his identity.

During the day, Zhao Long had Zhao Hu do what he was told to do tonight: throw Xiao He off the sixth floor under cover of darkness.

This is done to deter those troublemakers who haven't moved out yet.

Anyway, Xiao He has already put his fingerprint on the document, so even if he dies, the house is already theirs.

As for whether Xiao He's death would lead to suspicion about them, that would certainly happen, but Zhao Long had already thought of a solution. The reason he chose Xiao He as the unlucky one was to facilitate the next operation.

"Tiger, something's not right."

A burly man with his face covered walked up to Zhao Hu and whispered something.

"Yeah, something's definitely not right."

Zhao Hu stopped and frowned, saying, "Normally, even climbing seven floors wouldn't take this long."

Although he is somewhat impulsive, that does not mean he has a low IQ.

A minute earlier, he had vaguely sensed that something was wrong with his surroundings.

The staircase seemed to have no end; there was no way to get out.

At this moment, another masked, burly man walked up to Zhao Hu and said hesitantly in a low voice, "Brother Hu, have we run into one of those things?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Hu's face immediately turned extremely ugly.

He naturally understood what his subordinates were talking about, and he also understood that if an ordinary person encountered such a thing, they would almost certainly die.

His expression shifted, and he replied in a low voice, "It's almost certainly true."

Upon hearing this, the five masked burly men turned pale with fright and trembled uncontrollably.

"Brother Tiger, what should we do now?" someone asked.

Zhao Hu forced himself to remain calm and whispered, "What are you afraid of? It's not like we haven't seen this thing before."

"I only caught a glimpse of it from afar before..."

A voice, barely audible, drifted from the crowd.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Hu immediately turned around and glared at the subordinate who had spoken, saying, "Then what do you suggest we do? Just obediently wait to die?"

At this moment, someone suggested, "Tiger, why don't we try to see if the phone works? I saw in the league news that the phone works in some places."

Zhao Hu thought it made some sense and nodded, "Okay."

After saying that, he took out a mobile phone with a tiger-shaped gold trim from his pocket and dialed Zhao Long's number. After a beep, the phone displayed a connection icon.

Zhao Hu was overjoyed and immediately shouted into the phone, "Brother, something's happened! We've run into..."

However, before he could finish speaking, a sinister and terrifying laugh came from the phone.

"whee......"

Upon hearing this chilling sound, Zhao Hu's expression changed, and he immediately pressed the hang-up button.

Finished!

It really was something like that!

And I can't even make a call from my phone!

"Tiger...Brother Tiger, what do we do now?"

A masked, burly man asked in a trembling voice. He was closer to Zhao Hu and had also heard the eerie laughter.

At this moment, Zhao Hu, who was filled with fear and anxiety, also became a little impatient. He was about to start cursing when he was interrupted by a scream.

"Brother Tiger, Ah Si is missing."

"What?"

Zhao Hu was startled and quickly turned around to look at the number of his men.

The original six people are now reduced to five, and the missing person is called Ah Si, who was walking behind the others.

Seeing that someone had disappeared, the remaining people finally panicked.

For a moment, a sense of panic filled the entire corridor.

Zizi!

At that moment, a hissing sound rang out, and the flickering lights in the corridor suddenly went out, plunging the entire corridor into complete darkness.

As the lights went out, everyone's heartbeats quickened.

Fortunately, the lights came back on after about three seconds, but before Zhao Hu could breathe a sigh of relief, another scream rang out.

"Brother Tiger, Cheng and Yong... they... they're gone too."

Zhao Hu's face turned ashen, and his heart sank.

Two people were missing this time.

Will it be my turn next time?

Before Zhao Hu could think any further, the lights in the hallway went out again.

When he nervously opened his eyes, he felt a strange sense of relief.

His two remaining men are still there; they haven't disappeared.

But why are they both staring wide-eyed at what's behind me?

With this question in mind, Zhao Hu turned around and saw a woman in white with long hair standing at the top of the stairs.

In the dim light, her pale smile looked especially warm.