As soon as she burst into the room and turned to close the door, she reached out and fumbled around the wall, until she found a bulge and pressed it, and the room lit up. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

However, even if the lights were on, the white light against the black wallpaper looked particularly depressing, Zhong Lan looked at a large bed placed in the room at a glance, exactly the same as what he saw in his memory, the bed was bound by chains on all sides, and the whole bed was like a huge prison, just waiting to trap the people inside.

There was nothing inside.

Zhong Lan's gaze shifted from the bed to the side, and he noticed that there was only a large bed, a bookcase, a table and chairs in the empty room, and the rest were some simple furnishings with black as the main color.

Zhong Lan breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the surrounding situation, and slowly squatted down against the wall, at this time the pain caused by the wound on her body gradually woke up, she hissed softly, closed her eyes slightly, and waited for the end of this plot.

Sure enough, within a while, there was a scream outside, and the sound seemed to be poison, and the time passed slowly, and the system voice finally mercifully notified that the "Ten Minutes of Respite" game was over.

After going through this main plot, Zhong Lan touched the back of his head and felt a cold sweat, and he didn't know whether he was nervous or in pain. The wounds on the body healed quickly, and some of them had begun to scab, but some of them were further damaged by the vigorous exercise that followed, and bloodshot pus slowly flowed out of the wounds.

She breathed a long sigh of relief, propped herself up and slowly stood up, suddenly making a move, her eyes narrowing slightly.

Stared at the pair of bare feet that suddenly appeared in front of him, and then slowly raised his head to look at the "thing" that suddenly appeared in front of him. The hairs on his body exploded, but there was no fluctuation on his face.

It was a teenager, exactly the same as the face of his son as he remembered it. But it doesn't have the madness I remember.

The young man stood in front of Zhong Lan, tilting his head and showing a well-behaved smile, not showing any hostility.

He stretched out a hand to Zhong Lan, and his white palm was spread out in front of Zhong Lan, as if waiting for the latter to hold it.

"There is no more danger, don't be afraid."

Zhong Lan propped up his body, ignoring the hand in front of him, just nodded lightly, and asked cautiously, "Are you ......?"

As she spoke, her hand hidden in her sleeve grabbed the psychic jade, and sure enough, the world in front of her changed color, and the young man in front of her was shrouded in a layer of white mist.

If you follow the introduction of the system, white is good......

Zhong Lan breathed a sigh of relief, and his wariness of the young man dropped slightly.

"You call me Cong." The young man smiled gently, and when he saw Zhong Lan standing up, he withdrew his palm, and asked instead, "Are you a ghost?" ”

Zhong Lan was stunned, he didn't expect Cong to ask this question, could it be ...... Cong didn't realize he was a ghost?

Feeling strange in her heart, she remained silent and quietly listened to Cong continue to speak.

"Are you the same as them?" Cong tilted his head and pointed to Zhong Lan's side, with a smile on his pale face.

Hearing this, Zhong Lan hurriedly looked around, only to see a ghost-like spirit floating in the air that was still empty just now, and he couldn't see his hands and feet clearly, but his face was magnified, and he giggled at Zhong Lan.

Shown in blue, neutral.

It's just a little scary, basically maintaining the appearance before death, some of the necks are crooked as if they are about to be broken, some of the mouths are wide open to the corners of the lips but the tongue is not visible, and some of the eyes are turned up and can only see the whites of the eyes, no matter what they look like, all gathered around Zhong Lan and floated in the air, as long as she looked up, she could see it.

Zhong Lan stiffened his face and nodded at Cong.

Cong seemed to look Zhong Lan up and down with novelty, "But you look different from them, you are more like...... It's more like ......"

The young man tilted his head sideways as if he was thinking carefully, and Zhong Lan stared at him tightly, waiting for him to say a wrong word before he defended himself. However, Cong finally knocked his head and said, "It's more like me." ”

Truly...... Compared to the group of ghosts around him, Cong is more like a person.

Zhong Lan asked, "Why are you in this room?" ”

"Why?" Cong seemed a little stunned, his eyes drooped, as if he thought of something, and said slowly, "I am the son of the owner of this house, I don't know why my parents have been locking me here, I told them that I can see many friends, but they don't believe me...... They think I'm sick......"

"Friends?" Zhong Lan grabbed these two words, pointed to the surrounding ghosts, and affirmed, "You're talking about them?" ”

"yes, why can't they see it, only I can?"

Zhong Lan stared at Cong, seeing that he was in a trance, as if he was immersed in his own world, and suddenly a notification from the system came to his ears: "Ding...... Congratulations to the Brave Light for triggering the special episode 'Yin-Yang Eye Boy', please carefully explore the secrets of the house! ”

"Why do these things just linger in my world? I wanted the sun, I wanted to go out, but they didn't believe me, I just had to be locked here, waiting to be fed like a dog every day. When they are happy, they will come to see me, and my calls and confides are understood only by these invisible objects of others......" Cong's murmuring became more and more excited, and the young man approached Zhong Lan barefoot, and finally came face to face with Zhong Lan, looking at her with a pair of dark eyes in confusion.

Confused: "You are so similar to me, so you can always be with me, right?" ”

Zhong Lan met the young man's gaze without flinching, her calm demeanor seemed to calm Cong's emotions, and finally the young man lowered his head, as if he was a little sad.

"I've been chained to this room for so long, too long that I haven't seen anyone alive, and I know I'm dead, but I don't know why. You're not the same as me, you're a human and I'm a ghost. We're not ......."

Zhong Lan was slightly surprised, glanced at the unkind-looking ghosts around him, and asked, "You don't know how you died?" ”

Cong smiled: "I don't know." I could see different things since I was born, and my mother said it was because my eyes were dirty from unclean things. Mom knew about it, so why did she lock me up? I was scared when I first met them, but I found out later...... Maybe with their company, I won't be alone. ”

"They...... The companionship of ? Zhong Lan gently tugged at the corners of his mouth, pointing thoughtfully at the ghosts around him.

"That's right."

Cong then laughed, like a child holding a toy and eating candy, his eyes were full of happiness.

But Zhong Lan looked at him directly, and through the display of "Psychic Jade", he saw that the mist around him gradually turned from white to blue, and even the corners of his eyes and mouth were a little red.

It seems that he saw the crazy son in the ghost's memory, but the opposite of that time was Cong's gentleness. (To be continued.) )