"I see...... The Mona Lisa is smiling at me. ”

"I triggered the killing pattern of another ghost, and that's when I realized that we were locked when we entered this presidential suite, until just now, I was lying on the bed with my eyes on the Mona Lisa portrait on the wall next to the bed, and I successfully let the other ghost launch a supernatural attack on me."

"I was dragged into the portrait."

"I'm dead......"

This is the end of the content of the paper.

Because the narrative target is dead.

This moment.

Inside the Presidential Suite.

Wang Chao, who was already lying on the bed, looking around and observing everything, guarding against all movements, happened to set his eyes on the portrait of the Mona Lisa on the wall.

Instantly.

As the paper predicted, the dignified Mona Lisa in the portrait suddenly showed a strange smile.

The smile is incomparable.

Followed by.

A hand stretched out and grabbed Wang Chao's head.

Dragged into the portrait.

Disappear.

So far.

All is calm.

However.

The players who watched all this inside the chat interface blew up.

Their eyes widened as they watched the rows of news.

[Sister Lan: Wang Chao died, as described by this ghost, died in the room, and the trap we left did not take effect at all, because this ghost was already in the room, but we didn't find it. 】

[Sister Lan: This ghost is suspected of having a prophetic spirit, I suspect that this ghost has a purpose in selecting targets, and only those who are about to trigger the law of killing ghosts will be selected as new targets. 】

[Sister Lan: As for the text description of this large area, I guess it is to add more interest. 】

[Sister Lan: In other words, once selected, it means that the person is not far from triggering the killing law, and may even be in the killing range of the ghost. 】

Seeing this reasoned and evidence-based analysis, the scalp of many players was numb.

Especially the players in this area, they are in a cold sweat.

Prophetic type of ghosts, this kind of supernatural is too special and too rare.

If you can control it, it will undoubtedly have one more life.

But if you are targeted, the end must be miserable.

If nothing else, just digging a hole in the prophetic content and keeping one hand is enough to kill anyone.

For such supernatural beings, they are both excited and afraid, which is undoubtedly a conspiracy with the tiger.

The other side.

Shen Jian also saw everything in his eyes.

There was interest in his eyes.

Prophetic ghosts, he's also quite interested.

He has experienced so many thriller game copies, and the only time he has seen something related to the prophetic spirit is Wei Qing's ghost picture album.

The ghost album will draw a future within half an hour of the ghost master, relying on this supernatural ability, Wei Qing, a junior high school student, can stand out in the thriller game and appear to be at ease.

But the drawbacks of ghost albums are also very obvious.

Because it is an album, its prediction effect will only appear as the final effect of one of the time periods, and any choice of these choices will change the future to the greatest extent and lead to the failure of the supernatural.

However.

This prophetic ghost's ability is to present the prophetic content in words, and everything is as if he had experienced it himself.

This kind of prediction effect is much stronger than the ghost that Wei Qing controls.

Shen Jian's eyes moved slightly.

Walk towards the domed edifice described in the text.

On the way.

The paper reacted again.

Can't wait to start descripting.

Dense text emerges.

"My name is Dong Yang, and when you see the meaning of this sentence, I am already dead......"

The moment this sentence came to mind.

Far away in Room One of the Dome.

Three players are checking the room for anomalies.

Three people, two men and one woman.

One of them, a tall and thin young man, had his pupils dilated a little at this time.

Because Winteryang is exactly his name.

The spirit of the prophetic ghost will only act on the person who is about to be attacked by the ghost, and at this moment, his name appears on the paper, which means that he will be the next to die.

Come to think of this.

The young man named Dong Yang was terrified, and he looked at the two players, a man and a woman, who were moving away from him, with a pleading gaze.

"Sister Lan, you brought me here, do you want to see death and not save me?"

He said emotionally.

Pointing to a smartly dressed female white-collar worker, he pleaded.

This person is the female player with the ID [Sister Lan].

Hear this.

Sister Lan's face was also covered with haze.

Because from the description of the prophetic ghost just now, she knew that everyone who entered this presidential suite was targeted by the ghost, and now it is fine, but it has not triggered the killing law of the ghost, and she is lucky to survive.

But judging by the current situation, it is clear that they will not live long.

Dongyang's second trigger killing law is ironclad evidence.

Thereupon.

After Sister Lan stayed away from a certain distance, she said in a deep voice: "Calm down, we are all targeted by the ghosts, and no one can escape, you stand there now and don't move, Wang Chao just has too many concerns, and he took a look at the portrait, which triggered the law of killing, you don't do anything now, wait for the ghosts to leave." ”

Hear this.

Dong Yang nodded again and again, standing in place, the atmosphere did not dare to gasp, his heart was pounding, and his eyes did not dare to look at him, for fear of scanning something and triggering the law of killing.

Immediately.

He simply closed his eyes.

And at this time.

The notebook that fell on the floor was flipped open.

More continues to emerge.

"I followed Wang Lan's advice, thinking that as long as I didn't aim indiscriminately and stood still and didn't move, I could avoid triggering the killing law of powerful ghosts."

"That's exactly what happened, I didn't die, but I didn't dare to open my eyes, because I also controlled a ghost puzzle, and I could sense that the ghost was still with me and didn't leave."

"But this time, I'm very confident that I can avoid the law of killing, surprise everyone, and become my bragging capital."

"However, as the two minutes passed, I gradually realized that something was wrong, my feet began to be unable to move, my body could not move, and my eyelids could no longer be opened."

"I realized in hindsight that the ghost who attacked me would only kill people who had not moved, and I listened to Wang Lan's words and didn't dare to move at all, causing me to trigger the law of killing."

"Wang Lan, pig teammate, misunderstand me."

"My consciousness is dissipating, I'm dead......"

This is the end of the notebook.

As in the foresight, Dongyang was killed by the ghost because he didn't move for two minutes.

Until they died, they didn't see where the ghosts were.

This moment.

The two remaining players in the room were stupefied.

Thankfully, one of them picked up the notebook and the other looked sideways, otherwise there would have been one more of them among the people who had just died.

The ghost in this room, the law of killing turned out to be like this.

At this time.

Among the only two remaining players, the male player looked at the female white-collar worker who was [Sister Lan] with wrong eyes.

Because according to the content of the preview, if it weren't for Wang Lan's idea, Dongyang would probably not die.

Wang Lan: ......

She was also confused.

This player actually died because of her?

Is this prophetic ghost really so weird that he even knew about this situation?

But soon.

She found a loophole.

"No, this is the calculation of the prophetic ghost, because at a normal rate, the content of the prediction may not be finished for a minute, and the player has every chance to anticipate this situation in advance, so as to make a self-help action, but the content on the notebook is dragged until the player triggers the killing law before the content behind is displayed."

Wang Lan seemed to have discovered something.

His face was extremely ugly: "This prophetic ghost, his supernatural is indeed foreknowledge, and the content is marked with a way to avoid it, but the ghost is unwilling to let us avoid danger through foreknowledge, and prostitute his supernatural in vain, which is the root of the problem." ”

"This ghost's IQ is very high."

This paragraph, Wang Lan also relayed it and sent it to the chat interface.

She hopes to get through this difficult time with the help of other players.

In particular, she wanted to see Shen Jian's insights into this supernatural event.

A level 58 player is not a northwest product like Entertainment City, and his insights into supernatural events are definitely far beyond them, and they can't think of a solution, which doesn't mean that Shen Jian can't think of it either.

But.

Seeing that Shen Jian still did not speak.

Wang Lan gritted her teeth and spoke directly.

[Sister Lan: @阎罗王, big guy, do you have any opinion on this matter? I hope to have your help and I can pay Thriller Coins as payment. 】

……

Walk on the road.

Shen Jian looked at the chat interface and raised his eyebrows.

[King Yama: It's very simple, take the initiative to trigger the law of killing, the ghost comes out, rushes up and beats it, and the ghost is honest. 】

Wang Lan: ......

Crowd of players: ......

Looking at this speech like a madman, the corners of their mouths twitched wildly.

God is honest after a beating.

You must be beating a cat or a dog.

also took the initiative to trigger the law of killing, which is especially because he didn't die fast enough.

How bold do you have to be to try this?

It's not reliable to play high.

The players shook their heads, a little disappointed with Shen Jian's performance.

in the room.

Wang Lan, who was watching all this, was also a little nervous.

Although she has mastered the puzzle of three powerful ghosts, her supernatural strength can at most be comparable to that of red-clothed ghosts.

And in this five-star movie copy, red-clothed ghosts are everywhere, and they can only be regarded as ordinary citizens, in such a situation, let alone rushing up to beat ghosts, whether she can survive is a question.

Pondering.

Notebook page turning.

The words of foreknowledge resurfaced.

"My name is Wang Lan, and when you see this sentence, I am already dead......"

See this sentence.

Wang Lan's face changed greatly.

Looking at this room was like seeing a ghost, and I didn't dare to stay at all.

She said anxiously: "I can't stay here any longer, I don't know how many ghosts are here." ”

Let's talk about it.

She rushed straight out of the presidential suite.

Run downstairs.

Seeing this, the other player hesitated, but finally followed.

Because this presidential suite is really too dangerous.

Two players have died in quick succession.

Without Wang Lan, he didn't dare to stay longer.

Soon.

The two were already running down the hallway.

"I knew how dangerous the top floor of this building was and decided to look elsewhere for life."

"I think it's safest to get out of this area, even if it will ruin the plot of the character I'm playing, I still plan to leave, die early and die late, I choose to die late."

"I was walking down the hallway, and the lights in the hallway started to flicker and flicker, and it looked like it was about to go out, and I knew something wasn't right, because that's what happens when a ghost appears."

"Soon, the lights in the corridor went out little by little, and soon spread to my side, I had a strong feeling of palpitations, I sensed that once the lights were all out, something bad was likely to happen, but I had no choice but to watch at the moment."

Text emerges faster and faster.

When seen here.

Wang Lan's scalp exploded.

At the moment when the lights are about to go out.

She immediately remembered that her phone still worked.

In a panic.

She turned on her phone's light.

The light source is very weak, and it can barely reach the distance of less than half a meter around it.

But that was enough for her.

She hurried downstairs.

At the same time, his gaze swept over the notebook.

In the notebook, the words of foreknowledge resurfaced.

"I've been deceived, the darkness is not the point, the focus is the light that shines in the dark, this is the law of killing ghosts."

Wang Lan felt a chill in her heart.

She was tricked by a ghost......

Deceived until the pants are gone.

(End of chapter)