On the screen, an unemployed vagrant, who is wandering around at the moment, his name is Geng Feng, and his daily routine is to look at beautiful women from time to time, tease children, and look very carefree, not knowing that he has been selected as a horror story experiencer. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Just as he was about to cross the street, he had just taken his first step, and the scene around him suddenly changed, his feet hung in the air, day turned into night, the lively street turned into a deserted cemetery, and a few crows cried in the trees.

Retracting his feet and looking at the changes around him, Geng Feng didn't have any panic, not even a little panic, could it be a hidden god? Or is it a nerve bar?

"Interesting, really funny." He was still able to laugh, which made all four people in the ghost building look surprised, what a strange person.

The crows in the trees were startled away by something, and the fog gradually began to rise in the cemetery, and the soil on each grave bag shook irregularly, as if something was about to break through the soil.

Geng Feng stood in place and watched everything develop, and the five powerful ghosts gradually emerged from different graves, buried in the ground for a long time, and it seemed that they were not very happy.

The ghost kept floating towards Geng Feng, and the remaining four watched silently, without any intention of making a move, but Geng Feng did not dodge it at all, and the ghost passed directly over his body, without causing any damage.

"It's too weak, how can such a powerful ghost hurt people." Geng Feng was whispering, the four people in the ghost building couldn't hear what he was saying, but his behavior was really bold, and he didn't change his face at all in the face of the attack of the ghost, why?

The second ghost joined the attack sequence, but unfortunately it still didn't hurt Geng Feng at all, I saw two ghosts hovering in the air, constantly roaring, Geng Feng didn't see it, anyway, he was fine.

The fog began to grow slowly, and after ten minutes passed, the third ghost joined, and twenty minutes later, the fourth ghost joined, but at this time, when the ghost crossed Geng Feng's body, it could already leave a shallow scar, although it had no effect, at least it proved that the ghost had begun to hurt his body.

The fifth ghost has already begun to be eager to try, as long as it is joining the attack, Geng Feng categorically can't resist it, the sharp ghost's sharp teeth are rubbing, and the sharp blade is in a killing action at the neck, it has already seen the scene of Geng Feng being eaten.

"Don't pretend, this disguise is too low-level. Do you think I'll feel like I'm going to take more damage as the number of ghosts increases?

You're doing too obviously, and I'm guessing that the damage of the ghost is not related to the quantity, but to the concentration of the fog.

The ghost didn't hurt at the beginning, it should just want to scare me away and increase the delay time for the fog, in this case, not only does it mean that the fog can be a ghost damage increase, but also, there should be an ulterior secret here. ”

In the ghost building, the quilt in Zhang Xinyi's hand fell directly to the ground, and the three of them already knew her gaffe when they looked at her, and it seemed that Geng Feng's guesses were all right.

In the screen, Geng Feng slowly approached the fifth ghost that was still on the grave, looking very casual and natural.

Walking up to the ghost, he didn't pay attention to the ghost, but turned his gaze to the tombstone in front of the grave.

One hand is placed on the tombstone and stroked slowly, and the gaze is very complicated, as if looking at an old friend who has been absent for many years.

"You, still the way you are." Geng Feng walked directly towards the tombstone, and the screen changed instantly!

The first trap was solved so easily, Zhang Xinyi was completely stupid, but fortunately I didn't design only one scene, the ghost building blessed me with the design behind it so that the hateful unemployed vagrant could die there, and it was best to break your bones!

Geng Feng walked through the tombstones, and he also appeared in the cemetery, but there were no longer tombstones, only grave bags remained.

"Well, it's really a resource saver, remove a tombstone and start over, it's really convincing."

However, this time there was no fog, and there were no ghosts coming out of the grave, Geng Feng stayed for a while and found that there was still no situation, so he had to walk around.

Not far away, he found a small wooden house, which should be the place where the grave keeper lived, but he didn't expect that there was still this thing here, which should be the place where the clues suggested.

The house was covered with cobwebs, no one had lived in it for a long time, and there were pictures of a family of three on the walls, all dressed in decades-old clothes, and there were a lot of miscellaneous items on the table and on the floor, including guns, knives, axes, shovels, and many other things.

If you were someone else, you would definitely take a gun or a knife and let go, this is a subconscious choice of ordinary people, but if you think about it carefully, is this useful for ghosts? Apparently not.

Among the many miscellaneous items, Geng Feng rummaged for a long time, and finally chose a military shovel, which can not only be folded for easy carrying, but can also be used as a weapon when stretched, as for other things, he feels flashy and wasteful.

After searching the house again, no extra clues were found, Geng Feng went out of the house directly, and he couldn't waste too much time in another place, time was here, equivalent to life.

Geng Feng in the forest kept walking, and what he hated was that there would always be a group of crows following him on his head, just like the eyes of the ghost, monitoring his whereabouts all the time, as long as the time came, he would show the way to the ghost and chase him to kill him.

Picking up a stone and throwing it into the sky, the crow flock was scattered, and then gathered again, seeing that there was no way to take them, Geng Feng gave up this idea, they just wanted to do whatever they wanted.

Nuoda went around the forest, but still returned to the side of the house, there was no way out, no clues, and strangely there were no ghosts.

Is it a pure puzzle game, but there are no extra clues, only a crow.

"Hey, why do you feel less crow on your head?"

Geng Feng had nothing to do, and there were no ghosts coming, he lay on the ground casually, looking at the crows in the sky boringly.

After a period of observation, he found that every once in a while, a crow would fly away from the flock, until now, only six were left on his head.

"It seems that the role of the crow is not to monitor, but to count, so what will be the use of counting, the crows will fly away, will the ghost appear?"

Now that you have found a pattern, you should act, otherwise the crows will fly away, and it will be lively.

Geng Feng whistled and walked into the house again, because there was really nothing outside, but everything in the house had been searched, and there could still be a dark room.

I searched more carefully, there were no hints, no compartments, everything was already in front of me, and there was not the slightest new discovery