Chapter 11: And you, my friend, are the real ghosts
A cluttered storage room.
In a dim and dust-free environment, a bright oil lamp was shining.
The eyed girl withdrew her gaze.
He stared ahead with an awe-struck expression.
I saw that about five or six meters in front of me, a corpse was facing away from the door, and what was even more terrifying was that the face of the corpse was also facing the door.
It was a pale face without any wounds.
Emaciated, uneven eyes.
A seeping smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The eye girl didn't dare to move, and she didn't dare to gasp for a while, so she let the cold sweat flow.
A minute later, the wood's 180-degree twisted head was reset.
The eye girl breathed a sigh of relief and moved her stiff body.
This tricky killing law is very simple.
It's not that a ghost will die if he turns back, that's not the difficulty of a one-star dungeon.
It's a dynamic kill.
It's the same as one, two, three, wooden people.
As long as you don't move when you turn around, you can avoid being targeted.
But that won't last long.
She noticed that every time Mu Tui turned around, his body would also shift.
In just a few minutes, he was already in a state of leaning over half of his body.
Once fully turned, it was the walking Medusa.
They're going to be wiped out here.
Crunch.
The door to the storage room is opened.
"Is this a trick?"
A voice came.
The eye girl was shocked, and she was the highest-level senior player.
If he dares to break in, he will have to do it.
"Yes, his level of horror is not high now, even ordinary people can survive, but after a few rounds, when he completely turns around, he is afraid that he will become a ghost in white, which is already the difficulty of a two-star dungeon."
The glasses girl knows everything.
Reveal some secrets of the supernatural circle.
"Interesting."
Shen Jian spoke.
There are also terrifying levels, which he knows.
But the white-clothed level of weirdness, he has only seen two at present.
One is the rift girl of the Death Villa, and the other is the sick ghost of the Ping An Hotel.
Those two treacherous ones are the staff of the copy, and he can't take them away.
But this trick, he thought he could give it a try.
Conversations.
Strange turned around.
The corpse was twisted at a strange angle, an angle that would never be possible for humans to twist, and it was clear that the corpse was still facing away from them, but its face had already rotated.
Showing an oozing smile again, he stared at the glasses girl and Shen Jian in the room.
The lower body has shifted quite a bit of arc.
At this point, it was close to half-turning.
The two eyeballs are also rolling.
Turning around, he noticed that Shen Jian seemed to be closer to him.
Wood smiled stiffly.
I always feel like something bad is going to happen later.
He was reset again.
Wait for the next time you come back.
Soon.
It's hide-and-seek time.
He turned his head 180 degrees.
Shen Jian was already standing less than two meters away from the corpse.
Two more steps, I'm afraid I'll be able to touch the corpse.
Sly:......
Eye Girl: ......
Good guy, is it really a one-two-three-wood man?
Veteran players are big-hearted.
According to the Paranormal Circle, people who have participated in horror games have an unusually active mental attitude.
A beautiful woman is changing clothes, and normal people will peek.
People who have participated in thriller games are likely to go straight to the game, strip off each other's clothes, pull out the monkey skin band in the pants, make a slingshot, and then use it to flick the glass of the opponent's house.
Although it is a bit exaggerated, it turns out that the higher the rank, the more eccentric the temperament of the boss player.
They tend to do things that ordinary people can't understand.
Wood tricks are incomprehensible.
He was confused.
He felt that if he turned back again, the other party would directly buckle his dog's head.
Trick reset.
Shen Jian also began to take steps.
But as soon as the front foot was lowered, Wei turned back again.
The interval is less than two seconds.
Turn around.
Back.
This action is repeated.
There was a break of less than a second.
The tricky CPU is burning.
The spinning head barely came around.
Shen Jian couldn't hold back.
He has always been the only one who cheats, and when did he dare to cheat in front of him.
He resumed operation.
Straight to the trick.
This triggers the law of killing.
Wei turned around completely, leaving long blood at the corners of his sunken eyes, a strange smile cracked at the corner of his mouth, and his mouth was bright red.
Bloody mouths.
It's a real blood basin mouth.
One begins to wonder if a human mouth can be open enough to swallow an entire head.
Syllable!
Shen Jian forced a big pocket over.
The large mouth of the blood basin shrank back to its original size as if it were deflated.
Wood Trick: !?
He was not convinced.
Open your mouth again.
"You've got a face, right, mess with me."
Shen Jian frowned, punched and kicked, and played with sticks.
If you are treacherous, you have to beat it first, otherwise you will be disobedient.
After the fight, he was honest.
After a beating.
The wooden trick is no longer able to parry.
Ghost rope under the rope.
Lift it up.
The three corpses were lifted in the air.
The glasses girl was completely confused.
It's just one level behind, is the gap already so big?
Players on the outside poured in.
Seeing that Shen Jian had already imprisoned the last trick, they all looked excited.
They then searched the room.
In addition to the clutter, just find a photo.
The photo shows a couple.
The male corresponded to the third corpse, and the female was a pregnant woman with a slightly bulging belly, three or four months in size.
The thin young man analyzed: "The identity is indeed correct, only the last two questions remain, did the man commit suicide or he killed, and what was the cause of death?" ”
"He killed, and the cause of death was poisoning."
The glasses girl is categorical.
"I smelled chemicals from the mouth of the third corpse."
The thin young man frowned: "Isn't this more of a suicide?" ”
The eyed girl was silent for a moment, glanced at Shen Jian, a little entangled, but still confessed: "I have a supernatural prop that can predict the three clues of the dungeon." ”
Everyone was stunned.
No wonder it's spitting.
Such a powerful supernatural prop is something that everyone will be tempted by.
That means an extra life.
You can avoid dangers that ordinary people can't imagine.
"What's the clue?" Shen Jian spoke.
The eye girl said quickly: "The first is three to kill, the second is not to stop, and the third is a number four." ”
Clue 1: Three other kills.
Clue 2: Don't stop.
Clue three: the number four.
Three corpses, three times he killed, corresponded.
"Don't stop I know what it probably is, but what does the number four mean?"
Wang Chen wondered.
Others were confused as well.
I don't know the direction for the time being.
But the slightest suspicion was quickly suppressed.
Because of the questionnaire questions, all of them were solved.
Next, all they need to do is transport the body back to the funeral home, and then hand in this questionnaire, and they can obtain the identity of the funeral home staff through the copy of [Psychic Funeral Home].
This is a special reward for dungeons.
It's rare.
It will undoubtedly be of great use in the future.
Everyone was excited.
Immerse yourself in the joy of this moment.
In the dark, Shen Jian was staring at an oil lamp in the storage room.
The wick burns slowly.
The base is full of oil.
It has a very special flavor when burned.
It's like corpse oil.
This is not a supernatural item, but the smell of corpse oil will attract a lot of weirdness when ignited, and its effect is not inferior to that of ordinary supernatural props.
He took it with him.
This special copy is really full of tricks.
What's missing next time, come to the special dungeon to stock.
Shen Jian thought secretly.
Several people returned to the front desk of the Ping An Hotel.
The sick man smoked dry cigarettes and swallowed clouds.
A face that had not recovered from a serious illness looked at Shen Jian cautiously.
"Master, what do you mean by stretching out your hand?"
He was very confused, and he didn't know what Shen Jian was doing with this gesture of reaching out.
Syllable.
Shen Jian rewarded the sick ghost with a brain meltdown.
Said menacingly: "Forgot what I was doing so quickly?" ”
The sick ghost said weakly: "Master, aren't you a player?" ”
"Guess again."
"Funeral home staff?"
"Guess again."
“……”
"I'm a robber, I know what to do."
Sick Ghost: !!
I'm super, dare you don't just talk about it.
It's insulting.
I'm a trick, if I'm robbed, how will I be in the horror world in the future.
I'm the owner of a safe inn, and I'm sick......
"Oh, master, don't fight, don't fight, I'll give it to me."
The sick man wailed.
Squatting in the corner to cry without tears.
He opened the cash register and handed over the horror coin.
You have received 3,000 Horror Coins from the Sick Ghost. 】
Shen Jian pouted.
“3000? You're too shabby, don't be so slacking off next time, I'll collect it next time. ”
Before leaving, Shen Jian said bitterly.
And gave the goal for the next quarter as an encouragement.
"Well, I don't want more, just 5,000. Presumably you can easily achieve this turnover, my friend, you, are the real genius, I have always believed in it. ”