He...... Suspected of engaging in hand-to-hand combat with something.

Sting!

She recognized it as the crunch of her clothes cracking.

Again and again.

The mysterious visitor never made a sound, but the fight below seemed to be fierce.

Based on these voices, she reproduced the moustache and his movements as much as possible in her mind, and used them to sketch what his opponent would look like.

The stature will not be very tall;

Should...... It's about the same as a mustache.

He does not have the ability to attack from a distance, however, there may be tricks that hinder his movements...... Because there was a sound between the mustache trying to break free of something.

This battle seems to be full of weirdness.

She sat stiffly for nearly ten minutes, finally able to move.

Lan Shuying jumped to the door of the house and bumped into Jialan face to face. Together, they rushed in and turned on the light, and found the mustache sitting slumped.

The distance from the doorway to the bed, with scattered bullet casings in between.

There was also a mess of debris beside him.

Lan Shuying carefully picked up a piece and found that it was from his trench coat.

He tore it up!

"What just happened?" They asked him.

The mustache was terrified.

He first touched himself several times, his eyes wandering, and then examined the fragments: "Impossible...... How is that possible? Clothes ......"

Lan Shuying narrowed her eyes: "The clothes took the initiative to attack you?" ”

"How do you know?!"

The mustache looked at her in surprise.

Then, he jumped up to them with an empty pistol.

He was a young man in disguise.

looks very mature, however, he usually speaks and acts, and he often reveals frivolous characteristics. In front of two young and beautiful ladies, he subconsciously wanted to behave bravely, instead of playing a weak person who was saved.

"Ahem, it's nothing, I've solved the problem."

The mustache blew on the muzzle proudly.

Footsteps approached.

The sound of gunfire had already alarmed everyone.

They just wanted to come and see it, but they couldn't move like Lan Shuying, but now that they can move, they hurried over to gather.

When they ran to the door, they heard Jialan say, "You better tell me more about what happened...... Don't be nervous, it's just pieces right now and won't jump up and bite you. ”

"This ......" The mustache suddenly had a feeling of being pierced by her, scratched his head, and had to confess honestly: "I just had a nightmare, and I woke up and saw someone." ”

Lan Shuying asked him, "Where are the people?" Did you see him come in? ”

She asked, of course, because she didn't see anything near the roof.

The mustache was even more embarrassed, and said hesitantly: "Actually...... It wasn't a real person, it was my clothes, and look, it was right here. ”

He pointed to the back of his chair.

Then, when he thought of the specific picture, his mood changed significantly: "My trench coat is moving, and it suddenly stands up and wants to pounce in front of me!" So I shot it...... It's been broken, but it's still very mental...... It wants to kill me! ”

A pair of eyes looked at the shards on the ground and on the sheets.

During the day it was still a beautiful trench coat, and now it ......

The picture in front of me is so tragic.

They really can't imagine that it's "very spiritual".

Jialan said quietly: "The result is that you beat it all over the place, and it can't be more broken." ”

"And you......" she paused slightly, "safe and sound." ”

"It wants to kill me!" The mustache is emphasized again.

He was upset with the tone of her voice.

It's like he's exaggerating something that's not dangerous.

But he wasn't lying.

"If I hadn't had a gun, if I hadn't had as much strength as it was, you'd come in and see me lying here, like this......" he rolled his eyes and stuck his tongue out.

"It's good that you didn't get strangled by your own sleeve." Jialan said in a low voice.

Nightingale walked in, grinned, and added, "Fortunately, you didn't have another gun." ”

You know, not only did he carry a pistol for self-defense, but also a toy water gun that he picked up with Jialan - it was left by the previous deceased, and those people moved with their families with the idea of settling, and it should be their children who brought the planet's toys.

"......" mustache.

"Hey, don't you think that's a little scary?"

"Imagine that you suddenly wake up and there is one more person next to the bed, and he wants to kill you!" The mustache said angrily.

In front of these giggling bastards, he was already out of anger - he had encountered a very aggressive monster, and the few interns he had brought to help did not show up at the critical moment, did not show up for him, did not express sympathy for him, and they actually ...... I can laugh out loud!

Lan Shuying nodded: "It's really terrifying." ”

He looked at her and immediately drew a lot closer.

What the mustache doesn't know is:

She wasn't afraid of the horror creatures that might exist on the planet;

The horror is to suddenly be deprived of freedom of movement!

Nominally, the seven players are led by Xie Tian, and the jokes of the two ladies are not very appropriate, and in the face of the mustache's upset, it becomes Xie Tian's responsibility to apologize.

The reality is that the plot prevents them from coming to the rescue.

But thank God can't explain it that way.

He had to say, because everyone was tired and asleep, and he didn't hear any movement just now.

"Well, I forgive you." The mustache snorted softly.

After getting out of danger, he quickly told his partner who was far away in the company about the situation.

I don't know how the uncle responded to him.

It can't be comfort and persuasion anyway.

The mustache's mood was still not high, and it could be seen that he was a little tempted to retreat.

In the second half of the night, no one slept.

The sky was bright, and I got up silently to make breakfast.

After the meal, it was very bright.

The mustache went to check the alarm device.

He had a suspicion: it was the ghost who had infiltrated the camp last night and taken control of his trench coat.

Seven players sit in rows.

Jialan was the first to speak: "You heard the movement yesterday, right?" ”

Lan Shuying let out a "hmm", and then briefly said what she had heard the whole time.

"I feel like he's fighting with the air." She concluded, adding: "Hallucinations are not ruled out. ”

Speaking of hallucinations, Jialan is definitely an elite in the industry in this regard, but unfortunately she was not in the house last night, and Jialan checked that room afterwards and found no trace of illusion.

The whole thing is still bizarre.

"The protagonist can survive the first day. None of the people in front of them escaped...... "Jialan said.

All died within a day or two.

How did those people die?

Because of hallucinations?

"I see, either they kill each other when they hallucinate, or they kill by ghosts! Maybe he's right, so let's keep watching. "Nightingale actually agrees with the mustache's speculation.

After all, they themselves are spirits, and they are used to such things as possession.