A sickly beauty becomes a god in a horror game

Chapter 8 08: Ghost in the Mirror

Bai Cha replied with a smile of "shyness with a little panic of being discovered by peeking".

Oh, play with her.

She grows up so that no one can see that she has acted.

If it wasn't for his poor health, he would have entered the entertainment circle and won a grand slam.

"Just knowing what to say, you should go up and have a look!" Brother Cai said from the side, and wanted to point someone up to explore the way.

But Wang Xuming interrupted him, saying: "I think the most important thing now is to discuss the rules. In view of the appearance of the front desk just now, maybe we should take a look at the rules of the two sides and see which one is true."

Brother Cai looked displeased.

To be honest, he has never heard of this Wang Xuming, and he has no memory of him. People who can be promoted to A-level are generally more or less famous.

Unless this person is really useless, it all depends on dogging.

So he was very upset about the fact that he repeatedly robbed him of his right to speak.

"Then tell me, which one is true?" Brother Cai stared at Wang Xuming coldly.

Wang Xuming spread his hands.

"I'm not good at these."

"Then you are talking nonsense, if you say one more word, believe it or not, I have plenty of ways to kill you!"

Wang Xuming smiled with a good temper.

Brother Cai felt irritated in his heart.

To be honest, there are usually only two ways to pass the level in the dungeon in the rules. One is to have a better brain, and the other is to push other players to try and make mistakes.

Adding him here is exactly eight people, that is to say, it is no problem for the remaining seven people to try and make mistakes.

Brother Cai looked at everyone coldly, and suddenly pointed to the flyer at the front desk.

"Follow the instructions on this leaflet tonight."

Everyone frowned subconsciously, especially Zhong Man who had just faced the front desk.

"Brother Cai... just now we didn't know whether we violated the death rule. If we still follow the front desk at night, wouldn't it be bad?"

What he said was already very tactful, and his face was full of pleading, but how could Brother Cai care about his life, what he wanted was for these people to violate the death conditions.

Everyone else was silent.

Everyone searched the entire homestay again, but there were no new clues except for the key to the door hanging at the front desk.

The doors of the unoccupied rooms were all locked from the inside, and they couldn't be opened unless they were opened violently. The rules didn't say that these doors could not be opened, but no one acted rashly for the time being.

What if the front desk lives inside?
But I don't know if it's an illusion, as the time gradually approached the night, the damp and cold feeling gradually permeated the entire homestay.

It's like a counter tide, and it's like a thick fog in the deep winter in the north. The moisture in the fog carries a bone-piercing chill.

The surroundings look quite normal. The lights in this homestay are all warm yellow, but it doesn't make people warm.

Xiao Xiao and Bai Cha returned to the room.

With a tired look on Bai Cha's face, she propped herself up and sat on the bed.

Xiao Xiao hesitated: "It is estimated that there is no progress now, why don't you rest?"

Although sleeping may also encounter some dangers, after all, it also involves rules.

But Bai Cha looked like he might not survive tomorrow.

Bai Cha touched his forehead with the back of his hand.

Still 38 degrees.

My body feels very cold and my head hurts. I can't sleep in this state.

"I'm going to wash another towel."

Xiao Xiao didn't stop him.

I am afraid that the real danger will not begin until night, and there are no clues to be found now.

It's better to let Baicha take advantage of the present to quickly reduce the fever.

Bai Cha walked into the bathroom, and the door creaked and slowly closed.

She paused, and glanced at the door thoughtfully. It was pitch black outside the bathroom door that was about to close, which was not at all the bright light that they had turned on when they came in.

The light in the bathroom was also dim, and it seemed to be getting dimmer now, as if the voltage had become very low.

In the mirror, his face was sallow and haggard, looking much worse than the beginning.

Bai Cha got closer and touched his face.

Perhaps it should not be an illusion, the self in the mirror seems to be a little slower than his own movements.

She suddenly showed a meaningful smile, with strange excitement in her eyes.

The self in the mirror who also laughed was stiff for a moment.

Bai Cha chuckled and turned on the tap.

Bright red blood with a strong smell of blood flowed out instantly.

Baicha was a little nauseated by the smell, and frowned.

And the self in the mirror still maintains that meaningful smile.

She saw it.

That self's smile got bigger, and the corners of his mouth even split.

White Tea: "..."

Bai Cha: "Ugh..."

She started to vomit furiously towards the washbasin. Because she bowed her head and vomited, the strong smell of blood made people's stomach tumbling even more, and the acid water gushed out one after another.

The water in the faucet stopped suddenly, as if he was hesitating whether to continue to release the water, and spit out water after a while.

Baicha began to cough violently again.

She raised her eyes and looked at the eerie self in the mirror that had become expressionless.

　It's really outrageous, I have a fever, and it's uncomfortable to write a sick story

　　
　
(End of this chapter)