The end of the natural disaster: I took my family to grab hundreds of billions of supplies

"Miss Jiang! Teacher! There is a ghost! There is a ghost in our base!" Yuan Fuxiang's face was full of horror. As soon as he rushed over, he hid behind Mr. Zhang. He tightly grabbed Mr. Zhang's clothes with his hands, and his whole body was trembling with fear.

Jiang Mi raised her eyebrows when she saw him like this. When Yuan Fuxiang said there was a ghost, she didn't immediately think he was sick, but she actually thought it wasn't impossible?

"What the hell? What does he look like?" Jiang Mi looked at Yuan Fuxiang leisurely, wanting to see what he saw.

Yuan Fuxiang's face was pale, and cold sweat kept falling on his face. He trembled with his lips and said with trembling lips: "No face... only hair... floating everywhere, the whole room is full of hair..."

"That ghost tied me up with his hair...I...I finally managed to break free, and I was even injured!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and lifted up his sleeves to show it to everyone.

Jiang Mi's eyes fell on his arm, and he looked carefully from forearm to hand. Except for the dirty skin that had not been bathed for too long, he couldn't see even a red spot.

She looked at Mr. Zhang. Mr. Zhang took Yuan Fuxiang's arm and looked at it for a moment. He pushed up his glasses and looked up at Yuan Fuxiang. He said seriously: "Xiao Yuan, have you been too tired recently? Miss Jiang said don't overdraw your mental energy today." Did you hear that?"

Ever since Yuan Fuxiang woke up, he basically spent the whole day in the cultivation room using his powers to water the crops. When his powers were empty, he would take a break, then continue, and so on. Sometimes his mental energy would be almost exhausted if he was not careful. Somewhat dazed.

Mr. Zhang thought he had accidentally exhausted his mental energy again.

Yuan Fuxiang said anxiously and incoherently, "No, no! It's just a ghost! That thing is still chasing me! It was behind me just now. I have a lot of injuries on my body. Let me show you!"

As he said this, he grabbed the hem of his clothes with both hands and planned to push it up to show everyone. Mr. Zhang quickly held him down and said, "Xiao Yuan, why don't you go and take a rest?"

Yuan Fuxiang, a big man, looked at everyone's distrustful eyes and almost cried, "I'm not! I'm really not tired! I'm really injured! That guy's hair is like a rope, if I hadn't taken it Even if you cut me off with a knife, I won’t be able to escape!”

He shouted in panic along the way and attracted a lot of people. Now seven or eight people gathered around. Seeing Yuan Fuxiang's appearance of having a nose and eyes, they all started talking among themselves. After a while, someone ran over from the direction of Yuan Fuxiang's room. Panting, he said: "I just went to check and there was nothing in Brother Yuan's room. It was just a mess, as if it had been robbed."

Jiang Mi vaguely noticed something was wrong, but he didn't know whether it was Yuan Fuxiang's problem or the room's problem. He exchanged a look with Jiang Xun and the two immediately walked towards Yuan Fuxiang's room.

When we arrived at the door, the door was wide open. The room was really messy. The quilt was messy and crumpled into a ball, half beside the bed and half on the floor. The water glass also fell on the floor. There was a puddle of water stains on the dark carpet. Clothes were scattered all over the floor. , all kinds of information are flying everywhere.

Jiang Mi frowned slightly and cautiously found a place to stay and walked into the house. Jiang Xun followed her and looked at the entire room.

Behind the two of them was Yuan Fuxiang, who was pushed forward by the crowd. He didn't even dare to look at the room. His legs were weak. If someone hadn't held him up, he would have been lying on the ground.

Jiang Mi and Jiang Xun checked the room for a long time and found nothing unusual, not even a trace of energy fluctuations.

"That's weird." Jiang Mi touched his chin, "Is there really something behind it? Not only is the apocalypse coming, but you're also planning a supernatural resurrection, right?"

Jiang Xun lowered his voice and asked, "Has this happened to you before?"

He deliberately emphasized the two words before, and Jiang Mi responded quickly, until he asked if he had ever encountered this kind of problem in his previous life.

"No, although there are powers and deformities, these can barely be explained by science, but things like ghosts... are hard to explain." Jiang Mi hissed. She can be considered an atheist, but this apocalypse is really shocking. In terms of perspective, she had never heard of any ghosts or anything like that in her previous life.

Even if there were rumors about ghosts, it was finally confirmed that they were just the special abilities of some aberrations. Jiang Mi suddenly felt something in his heart and turned to look at Yuan Fuxiang who was pushing his way into the crowd outside the door.

"Brother Yuan, come here." She waved with a smile.

Yuan Fuxiang shook his head violently when he heard Jiang Mi calling his name, and then tried harder to escape from the crowd and stay away from here.

He had never realized that Yuan Fuxiang was such a timid person before. Jiang Mi shook his head speechlessly, raised his chin to the two people who were grabbing Yuan Fuxiang, and signaled them to carry him over.

The two of them understood immediately and carried Yuan Fuxiang into the house regardless of his struggle.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the house, Yuan Fuxiang looked up and his face suddenly changed as if he saw something. He shouted in horror: "It's on the roof! It's on the roof! It's right there! Let me go!"

Yuan Fuxiang struggled desperately, but the two people holding him were so strong that they couldn't hold him back, causing him to roll and crawl out of the door.

When Yuan Fuxiang shouted, Jiang Mi had already raised his head and looked at the ceiling, but there was only a patch of white, and he couldn't see anything at all.

"Did you see anything?" Jiang Mi asked the people around him.

Everyone, including Jiang Xun, looked at the ceiling blankly and shook their heads, indicating that they saw nothing.

"It seems that maybe it's not our problem, but Brother Yuan's." Jiang Mi said with a strange expression.

With a guess in his mind, Jiang Mi left the house and walked outside. Yuan Fuxiang was surrounded by several people in the corridor to comfort him. His face became paler and he looked at the house with extremely frightened eyes.

"It caught up with me..."

Jiang Mi walked up to him, "Brother Yuan? Are you okay?"

Yuan Fuxiang glanced at her, with a stiff expression he forced out a smile, and said bitterly: "Can't you all see it? It's right there!"

"When did you discover it?" Jiang Mi changed the subject.

Yuan Fuxiang hesitated for a moment and said: "After taking Brother Liu to the cafeteria, I wanted to go back to the house to drink water and then guard Lao Xing, but then... I saw..."

"Have you seen it elsewhere? Or have you encountered this kind of thing before?" Jiang Mi continued to ask unhurriedly.

Yuan Fuxiang shook his head, "No, not before..." As he said that, he seemed to have thought of something, and asked with some surprise: "Is it possible that the ghosts of the people who died in this hotel before are still alive and are looking for revenge? ?”

Jiang Mi resisted rolling his eyes and patted Yuan Fuxiang's shoulder reassuringly, "Old Yuan, we are also the pillars of the country, and we must believe in science."

Yuan Fuxiang smiled bitterly, "How can you make me believe that I was attacked by a ghost?"

"It's not necessarily a ghost." Jiang Mi's eyes fell on his arm, "You said you were attacked by a ghost and had injuries on your body, but none of us saw a single wound on your body, not to mention blood. There is no redness at all, do you know what this means?" (End of Chapter)