Today, we are utterly hopeless, because the ghosts we have encountered are undoubtedly the most terrible kind. And what the hell is the most terrifying? There is no doubt that it will go straight and will never give any breathing room.

This time, the ghost's method of killing people is not weird, but it is very wanton. Because it's just coming straight to us. And then in front of us. Kill the people and walk away.

Originally, I thought that ghosts must have rules, but now it seems that this is not the case at all. It seems that because we all have props, the ghosts are getting stronger and stronger.

This kind of power is almost suffocating to us, because humans are no match for ghosts in the first place. Now the ghost is recklessly attacking, which is really beyond our imagination.

"Tell them what's going on?" I asked hurriedly.

"No, they can't open the door at any time anyway." Qi Jiawei said with a pale face. And Zhao Mingming, who was next to him, looked around with a gloomy face, looking extremely cautious.

One person died, and no one fell asleep. We stayed up like this until dawn. Then the news of this girl's death began to reach Wang Wu's ears.

"Dead again, how is it possible?" Wang Wu shouted. Their room is according to my method, and there are no dead people so far. And only our room is dead.

This shows that the ghost looks like a day. Only one person can be hunted.

"What the hell are we going to do?" I muttered to myself, and less than a day another dead man appeared. The ghost seems to hunt a person every night. And after satisfying the appetite, the ghost will let the others go.

If we follow the speed of ghost hunting☆ 25 days more, we are all dead. I have to find a way to escape the ghosts, or find them and kill them.

We are now in the hands of a ghost, like a pawn. He can fiddle with us at will, and even hunt us at will. We can't find him, and we can't do without the chessboard, so we can only let him lay it out.

Tired of closing my eyes, I fell into a deep sleep. I didn't close my eyes in the middle of the night. The others fell asleep like me. And the people inside the hotel began to clean up the body.

Tired in bed, I slept soundly. But halfway through my sleep, I felt heavy on my chest. I was almost out of breath. When I woke up, I saw a man lying on top of me. It was Ye Ruoxue.

She just stared at me like this, which made me angry and funny.

I pushed her away violently, and no matter who was sleeping, she would feel out of breath when she was pressed against someone. Not to mention me, I almost couldn't breathe.

"Fuck off, you're trying to crush me!" I didn't feel good at it, and I kept coughing. At this time, Ye Ruoxue laughed instead. Those eyes were looking at me. The voice complained, "I don't care about you." Don't worry, I'll protect you. ”

"You protect me? Forget it, I don't need your protection. I pouted, Ye Ruoxue felt very dangerous to me now, which means that she may have become stronger. But I didn't need her protection at all.

"Don't let me protect you, I'm very powerful." Ye Ruoxue said.

"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you." I glanced at her, then got up and walked out. I don't want to stay here too long and let Guan Yao misunderstand.

Back in the hall, the blood had been cleaned up, and even the sofa had been replaced. Yang Yaxin and Wang Zheng are talking about something.

"What the hell is your pen for? Why don't you find a way to use it? Yang Yaxin looked at the skull pen in Wang Zheng's hand and said.

"I want to, too, but I don't know how to use it now." Wang Zheng said with a wry smile, his prop, the skeleton pen, still doesn't know how to use it.

In fact, this is normal, Gou Hongyun's skull wallet also doesn't know how to use it, although those dark coins are very useful at first glance. Props also depend on how they are used. In fact, it is the weapon props that are the most convenient. I just don't know if it's used many times.

"Then I'll try." Wang Zheng said. Then he picked up the pen in his hand and began to draw on a blank piece of paper. Who knew that as soon as he put the pen on the white paper, the skull pen began to move uncontrollably on its own.

"Maybe it works?" Wang Zheng said in surprise, then picked up the skull pen, and then the skull pen began to draw from the white paper. Soon there was an additional portrait on the blank paper.

It was an extremely hideous face, full of abscesses and rotten flesh, and the whole person looked extremely ugly. Her face was covered with burns, burns, and her eyes were miserable white, without any pitch black.

This face amazed everyone. And Wang Zheng was also surprised and delighted. He doesn't know how to draw at all. But the picture still has it on the paper.

Not only that, but it was also very expressive, so that Wang Zheng just took a look. He threw it on the ground in fear. Then I came over and picked up the paper.

Although I was also startled by the ghost above, I frowned for a moment and relaxed. The voice said calmly: "It seems that your pen should be a pen that can draw the appearance of ghosts nearby." ”

"So, is this the ghost who killed our two classmates?" Wang Zheng looked at the paper in my hand and said.

"That's right, it seems to be a female ghost, but even if you know what she looks like, it doesn't mean anything." I looked at the paper with a frown and threw it straight to the ground.

Wang Zheng also sighed helplessly and looked at the skull pen in his hand. Frustrated, he threw it on the ground: "I thought it was a judge's pen, but I didn't expect this prop to be so rubbish, and it can only draw the appearance of a ghost." What's the use of this! "Crazy brother of the macro doctor.

If you can draw the appearance of a ghost, can you deal with it? In any way, it is impossible.

"I can't say that, but I can see from this painting that there are no ghosts among us. That reassures me. I said, looking at the paper in my hand.

"Yes, if that's the case. This pen also has a practical meaning. Don't forget the last Grim Reaper game. If you have this pen, you can find the Grim Reaper directly. Yang Yaxin said.

"yes, if that's the case, it's still useful." Wang Zheng hurriedly picked up the skull pen again, and then wiped it gently.

"You're right, this pen will be the same as Xi Xueli's glasses, a prop with tracking ability. With this thing, if you come across a prop similar to the Grim Reaper game. Then it's much better. I said.

"Hehe, yes, I'll just say, there are no garbage props at all." Wang Zheng said as he smiled. Completely left behind the act of saying that he had just said that the skull pen was garbage and threw it on the ground.

"You two, come out with me to check!" I glanced at them both and said. Then walked out. The two of them followed.

The three of us quickly searched the hotel for ghost tracks. But there was nothing to be gained, as if the ghost did not exist in this hotel, and there was no trace of the ghost ever existed.

But the ghost hides in the inn, it does not appear during the day, and only in the middle of the night does it appear to harvest human life. If the murderer is not found, then the next person who dies may be any of us.

However, judging from the ghost's cautious attitude, it shouldn't kill me and Wang Wu. Because we have the ability to hurt ghosts. It should start by taking out the least threatening people first.

We know that as long as night comes, one of us will surely die, and there will be no other possibility. Anxiety came to everyone's face. It's the third day, and we've been stuck in the hotel for three days, and the whole hotel is like a horrible prison, locking us here.

"Are we just slaughtered by that ghost? You hurry up and think of a way. Yang Yaxin said bitterly, and a group of people put their hopeful eyes on me. I shook my head, I couldn't find a way to meditate, the whole hotel had been searched three times, and there was no sign of any ghosts. But I know that the ghost has not disappeared, and that it is holding the hook and sickle in its forehand and waiting for us to relax. As soon as we relax spiritually, He will send us to hell.

"What the hell are we going to do?" I muttered to myself that I was a little desperate. After countless rounds of reasoning, I still haven't found the truth. And the number of deaths is constantly coming.

Anxious, I walked around the hotel, and as the night got closer and closer, everyone began to feel nervous. It was only then that I realized that I was not really invincible, and that I was already powerful. But in the face of this invisible ghost, I was extremely powerless.