Do Not Laugh! This is a Horror Movie

When Fu Lanyu opened his eyes, he found that he was on the outskirts of a village.

The mountains in the distance are piled up, the woods are intertwined on all sides, and the stone road underneath is bumpy and covered with moss. I don't know where to extend.

As the sun sets in the west, the gloomy sky is slowly engulfing the afterglow of the setting sun, everything in the field of vision seems to be caged in mist, revealing an inexplicable and strange atmosphere.

She walked two steps forward and saw a stone stele standing at the door of this village. The stele was engraved with three large characters painted in red paint: Fengmen Village.

...It was actually Fengmen Village, known as the "first **". There are many ghost legends here, and she remembers that several horror films were shot based on this.

Although most of them are poor quality movies.

The weather in the mountains was cold, and a gust of wind blew, she closed her collar, and walked towards the depths of the village blankly.

Roughly counting, there are about 30 houses in the village, all of which are east-west, wood-stone structures, mainly three-story small buildings with blue bricks and gray tiles. The walls are covered with moss, and the eaves are covered with cobwebs, leaving them everywhere. There are traces of the vicissitudes of time.

She finally stopped in front of an old house.

It seems that this house is somewhat biased towards the architectural style of the Ming and Qing Dynasties. Compared with the rest of the houses in the village, it is slightly out of place.

The wooden door was mottled with vermilion paint and covered with dust. It has been a long time since no one patronized it.

In front of the door stood the other players who passed through this time, plus herself, five men and three women, for a total of eight.

The number of people is not too large.

Jing He and Zheng Zhuo were standing side by side at the far left of the team. Jing He was next to Zheng Zhuo, with a nervous and serious expression on his face, almost holding hands with Zheng Zhuo.

Zheng Zhuo was a bit disgusted, and tried to push him a few times, but all ended in failure.

There is no way, whoever makes people a customer and still has such a wealth, can only coax in order to maintain a long-term friendly relationship.

Jing He lowered his head, Yu Guang glanced at Fu Lanyu, then quickly moved away.

He and her must pretend that they don't know each other so that they won't be suspected by Zheng Zhuo and affect the plan.

"Mr. Zheng." He asked, "We've been waiting for so long, why haven't NPCs talked about the rules?"

Zheng Zhuo said: "I have occasionally encountered this situation before. There are no NPCs in the game to talk about the rules, and we need to explore it ourselves."

"Ah? What if you step on a thunder and you accidentally violate the rules?"

"It's okay, this is just the silver board. The rules will not be very difficult. We are a little more cautious and can pass

The clues are analyzed. "

"Then...you will protect me, right?"

"Of course, I will protect you."

After all, the remaining 300,000 yuan has not yet been received.

Jing He nodded vigorously, revealing admiring star eyes: "Mr. Zheng is truly a master. He is not surprised in any situation, and he can do it with ease."

"...I don't have to be so flattering." Zheng Zhuo held up a finger helplessly, motioning for him to silence, "Be low-key, if you let others know that I am a high-level player, it is likely to focus on me."

"Oh, I remembered."

Although Jing He had promised sincerely, he actually wanted to tattoo Zheng Zhuo's forehead and stab the "platinum level three **** stuff". It's best to let all the players target him and save Sister Lan's hands from getting dirty.

Pooh! This **, let you be proud of it for a while.

He took a silent sip in his heart.

At this time, I heard other players whispering to each other, wondering why it was dark and the npc hadn't appeared yet.

Among them was a young boy with dyed orange hair, his head, when he looked far away, he thought it was an orange. He was obviously not very good-tempered, so he scolded immediately.

"Fuck, NPCs won't come, how do we determine the rules? No one will tell the **** where to live!"

There was a pretty girl with a pair of ponytails and glanced at him.

"Where do you live? Obviously you can only live in this house. Do you dare to live in other parts of the village? They all look like dilapidated houses."

"But it's like a **** house here, how can it be better?"

Jing He rolled his eyes and couldn't help but complain from the side: "Have you ever been to a place that is not a murderous house? Do you think this game is for you to take a vacation, and the standard of living is still five-star?"

The orange man, oh no, the orange-haired man glared at him angrily: "Just your mouth?"

"Not only do I have a long mouth, but I also have a brain, but unfortunately you don't."

"..."

Seeing that the two were young and energetic, they were almost about to fight. In order to avoid his client's premature enmity, Zheng Zhuo had to come forward to persuade him to fight.

"Okay, two people, haven't you seen the night? Any dirty things may come out at night. I suggest that we go to the house. It will only be more dangerous outside."

The words were relatively pertinent, and they were immediately agreed by the rest of the players. Of course, Jing He had no objection. The orange-haired man snorted coldly, barely acquiescing.

So the eight people got together and stepped into the dilapidated threshold of the house.

The inside of the house has obviously not been repaired for a long time. The ground of the bluestone slab is full of cracks and the surrounding walls are all around.

There are also deep and shallow traces of rain infiltrated, and even the copper pillars in the long corridor are seriously peeled off.

Fu Lanyu turned around, then walked to the main hall of the house, looked at it for a moment, suddenly raised his hand and pushed open the door.

The beautiful girl with double pony tails was originally behind her. At this moment, when she saw her pushing the door, she instinctively took a step back.

"...Is there anything in it?"

"Nothing, just dinner."

"what?"

The oil lamp was lit in the main hall, and there was a pear wooden table in the center. On the table were two roasted chickens, steamed buns and side dishes. It was obvious that this was the place for the players to eat.

The food this time was mediocre, but it was fair.

Fu Lanyu calmly turned such thoughts, she walked forward, first picked a chair and sat down.

Because she had counted, there were only seven chairs at the table.

The girl with two ponytails sat next to her, took a bun for her, and whispered to her in a low voice.

"Hello, my name is Ren Lele, can you meet me?"

Fu Lanyu took the bun: "Fu Lan."

Ren Lele seemed to want to say something, but seeing other players entering the house one after another, she didn't continue, and started to eat chicken by herself.

Jing He and Zheng Zhuo sat opposite Fu Lanyu, and the others also found their places.

There was only a long and black girl who was left at the end. When she came in, she realized that there was no chair to sit on.

She froze for a moment, looked around blankly, and then saw that behind the screen, there was also a dirty armchair.

...Forget it, although dirty, it's better than eating while standing.

She walked to the screen, squeezed her hands, dragged the Grand Master's chair all the way to the table, and then she was relieved and ready to sit down.

A boy wearing glasses not far away, when he saw this, he suddenly thought of something and spoke subconsciously.

"Wait! You..."

However, he didn't have time to say anything, the black long straight girl had completely sat on the chair.

"..."

His face is obviously a bit ugly.

The girl couldn't help feeling nervous when he saw that his expression was not right: "What's the matter? What are you asking me to wait for?"

"..." The man with glasses swallowed hard, as if trying to ponder his words, "It's just... you haven't learned about the background legend of Fengmen Village?"

"No... I just heard the name of this village, and I know it's evil."

The boy in glasses sighed, lowered his head and bit the bun, and stopped talking.

The girl was even more disturbed, and kept asking: "So what is the legend? Does it have anything to do with me?

I didn't do anything at all! "

"You haven't done anything yet?" Zheng Zhuo, who was watching coldly, interjected slowly at this time, "In the courtyard of the high house in Fengmen Village, there is an imperial teacher's chair handed down from the Qing Dynasty. It is said that the person who sat on this imperial teacher's chair , Later encountered bad things."

As for the specific bad things, there is no way to know.

"..."

The girl's face was pale, and she instantly stood up from the chair of the grandmaster, and the chopsticks in her hand fell to the ground.

Her body trembled slightly, and she almost cried in her voice: "This...is this the rule of this game?"

Zheng Zhuo shook his head: "I'm not sure, I just mentioned it casually-after all, there are only seven chairs deliberately placed in front of this table, which is like a trap and waiting for players to come."

If you don’t have a chair, you’ll notice the Grand Master’s chair behind the screen. When you sit on the Grand Master’s chair, the rules will be triggered.

The girl's legs softened and almost fell, and Fu Lanyu, who was next to her, did not lift her head, stretched out her arm to support her, and took her back when she stood still.

The girl couldn't hold back, she shed tears: "What should I do? Why am I so unlucky?"

The orange-haired man was a little gloating: "Who is the last one to enter the house? Who is the blame? Fortunately, you are not worthless, at least you stepped on thunder for everyone."

Then the girl cried louder.

It's a pity that no one paid any attention to her anymore. Everyone ate quickly. After eating, they left this place of right and wrong and prepared to sleep in separate rooms.

There are a lot of empty rooms in the backyard of the house, and in theory they can choose freely, but everyone obviously dare not live alone.

Of course Jing He and Zheng Zhuo wanted to live together. No matter how resistant Zheng Zhuo was, Jing He kindly took each other's arm and entered one of them.

Fu Lanyu had originally planned to choose one at random, but Ren Lele suddenly followed up from behind and begged her in a low voice.

"Miss Fu, can we sleep together?"

"...I'm not used to sleeping with people, let alone having only one bed."

"I can hit the floor." Ren Lele said quickly, "Can't I disturb you if I don't sleep in bed?"

Fu Lanyu frowned: "Are you not afraid that I will kill you in the middle of the night?"

"No need, you really don't need to." Ren Lele was extremely sincere. "The game stipulates that three people can live. We can make an alliance and get a place rich. Why have to kill me, right?"

Fu Lanyu ignored her and continued to move forward.

Ren Lele persevered: "Ms. Fu, listen to me. I am nicknamed "Little Expert in Forensics". I am very keen to find clues-I see you are that.

This kind of calm and smart young lady, when we work together, the odds of winning are actually great. "

Fu Lanyu opened the door of one room, and the heavy dust and tide smelled over her face, and she walked in.

The furnishings in the room are simple, or even rudimentary. There is nothing but a bed and a wooden table. Even the curtains are tattered and there are still faint traces of blood remaining on them.

She looked around for a week, and then replied unhurriedly: "You are very good at finding clues? Then stop sleeping tonight and go out with me to find clues."

Ren Lele was choked suddenly: "Going out tonight? The black lamp is blind, the old man in the mountains and forests..."

"This kind of game, of course, must take advantage of the night to find clues, otherwise you will be taken first by others." Fu Lanyu said, "but I don't force it. You can also change rooms by yourself. I will not interfere with your personal freedom."

"..."

As the saying goes, riches and wealth are in danger, Ren Lele struggled ideologically for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and agreed.

"Okay! I think Miss Fu, you have a unique bone, a kingly style, and a reliable partner. I can rest assured with you."

"Don't worry too much." Fu Lanyu glanced at her lightly, "I have a bad temper and run fast. I may leave you behind at any time, so you'd better follow it tightly and don't get crooked."

"Why should I be thinking about it? Of course I hope that we can cooperate sincerely for mutual benefit and win-win-by the way, Miss Fu, do you have a high military value? If we fight against those male players together, how much do you have? grasp?"

Fu Lanyu was in a normal mood, and he thought she talked too much and was too lazy to talk, so he switched on the choking to death mode with one sentence.

"Not much sure, but I'm pretty sure against you."

"?"

Late at night, Jing He and Zheng Zhuo were lying on the same bed.

He couldn't help tossing and tossing, until the end, he finally annoyed Zheng Zhuo.

"Mr. Jing." Zheng Zhuo said, "If you really can't sleep, we might as well do something serious."

"...What business?"

"Look for clues."

Jing He said in a strange way: "Deep mountains and old forests, there is no lamp, so let's just go out and look for it?"

"You can take the oil lamp in the house."

"...Where do you want to go?"

"Leave the village, explore the neighborhood, there may be new gains."

This is the game consciousness of platinum players. If necessary, Zheng Zhuo can even stay awake for two or three days, forcing himself to stay awake and never let go of any clues.

Have to admit,

It makes sense for this person to live till now.

Even if Jing He didn't want to go, he had to go with him. After all, he didn't want important clues to fall into Zheng Zhuo's hands.

He had to stare at Zheng Zhuo and inform Fu Lanyu at any time.

"Well then, I believe Mr. Zheng's judgment, let's go."

The two immediately took the oil lamp on the table and left the room through the front yard and out the door of the house.

Ten minutes later, Fu Lanyu and Ren Lele also left the room.

Fu Lanyu suddenly stopped in the courtyard and looked thoughtfully at the room not far away.

She had the impression that the room was the place where the black long straight girl lived. Just now, no one wanted to stay with her, so she lived in a room by herself.

In addition to her, the orange-haired man also lives by himself.

Seeing Fu Lanyu looking there, Ren Lele turned his head too: "Um...Why is that door concealed? She sleeps without locking the door?"

"It's not that she is unlocked."

Fu Lanyu didn't explain it any more, but Ren Lele understood.

It's not that the other party is not locked, it means it was opened by a ghost.

Sitting in the chair of the teacher, it really has to pay a price.

She sighed and heard Fu Lanyu say slowly: "Let's go."

"……Um."

In the silent night, Fengmen Village could not even hear a bird call. The moonlight passed through the branches and leaves of the ancient trees on both sides, dropping mottled and swaying shadows, and the front seemed to be enveloped by black mist, empty and cold. It can be used as material for horror movies without any processing.

Fu Lanyu was very patient and walked all over the more than 30 houses in the village.

Ren Lele always followed her, tugging at the corner of her clothes, very cautious.

"Miss Ren." Fu Lanyu said, "Aren't you good at finding clues? You hang on me like a koala, what clues can you find?"

"..." Ren Lele suddenly looked ashamed, "Sorry, it's too evil here, I unconsciously want to seek a sense of security."

"Then did you find it?"

"I found it!" Ren Lele nodded fiercely, "Miss Fu, you are a master of art and bold. You can give me a sense of security!"

"Okay." Fu Lanyu said calmly, "Then you let go first, don't pinch my arm."

"..."

The wooden stairs that have been in disrepair for a long time creaked when stepped on, and made a toothless rubbing sound, and with every step, the walls on both sides rustled down.

This is the last house the two searched for. It is the furthest from the house and the location is the most remote.

Three-story building, the first two floors did not find anything useful

But when Fu Lanyu stepped on the third floor, she shone with the oil lamp in her hand and frowned.

The three-story ceiling is very short and the space is relatively narrow. There is a pale yellow coffin in the center, which is gloomy.

Ren Lele was trying to pull the cobweb hanging on his head clean. He was taken aback when he saw this and hurriedly drilled behind Fu Lanyu.

"This...this is a coffin? The color is too strange. Whose coffin looks like this?"

Ordinary coffins are indeed not of this color.

Not only the color, but the material of the coffin is also suspicious.

Fu Lanyu approached, raised his hand to touch the surface of the coffin, then knocked again.

Ren Lele asked nervously, "How about it, is it made of wood?"

"The inside is indeed made of wood, but the outside layer is not."

"what?"

Fu Lanyu's tone was calm: "You will know by touching it yourself."

Ren Lele was scared, but couldn't stop her curiosity. Seeing that Fu Lanyu had touched it just now, there was nothing unusual, so she tried to persuade herself: just touch it, just touch it.

She tentatively placed her hand on the top of the coffin lid.

The touch is soft and creamy, and a bit familiar.

She usually touched her arm, and it seemed to feel almost like this.

...Wait, own arm? !

Ren Lele withdrew his hand abruptly, only to feel that his whole body was standing upright, and he almost died suddenly on the spot.

"This, this, this!" She was incoherently scared, "This is...this is!"

Fu Lanyu nodded and expressed affirmation: "This is a coffin."

The original coffin was wrapped with a layer of blood. If you carefully identify it by the light of the oil lamp, you can even see the condensed blood stains in the cracks of the coffin.

"Will something come out of the coffin?" Ren Lele's scalp numb, but since the coffin is placed here, it means that there must be clues and props, and it must be opened, "...Miss Fu, or you can lift the coffin lid. Now, can everything be yours?"

Fu Lanyu snorted coldly: "You are not stupid."

Ren Lele looked down with a guilty conscience and looked ashamed, wishing to stuff his head into his collar.

But having said that, Fu Lanyu was in charge of this austere job in the end. She observed for a long while in the eyes of Ren Lele's admiration, and pushed open the lid of the coffin with her hands slightly hard.

She moved the oil lamp close to the inside of the coffin, and the light and shadow swayed, reflecting a pale skeleton in red.

The skull also wore an iron mask on his face, with a hideous ghost painted on it, with his eyes wide open, as if he were looking at people.

Ren Lele took a bold look, then quickly retracted his head, like an ostrich.

"Ms. Fu, don't you pay attention to clear eyes and ears after death, and don't cover foreign objects? Why is this corpse still wearing a mask?"

"The rules of Fengmen Village are a bit different." Fu Lanyu said, "I heard rumors that the custom in Fengmen Village was'people and ghosts live together and cannot die out of the village.' It’s buried in the open space—for this reason, in order to calm the ghost, the corpse has to be masked."

"So we can't take off its mask?"

"You can pick it, and when I go back, you can pick it yourself."

"..."

Fu Lanyu held the oil lamp in his left hand, reached into the coffin with his right hand, and fumbled for a while.

Then she slowly drew a sharp knife from the spine of the skeleton.

There is a string of runes engraved on the knife, which is incomprehensible, but 80% of it is a calming spell.

This should be one of the props of this game.

Ren Lele was also relieved when he saw this: "Great, is it a weapon to kill ghosts?"

As a result, before she finished her words, she suddenly felt the ground tremble, and the whole stone house shook, and immediately after the layer of the coffin wrapped in the coffin, blood began to ooze out, until most of the coffin body was stained red.

"Go!"

Perceiving the danger, Fu Lanyu grabbed Ren Lele by the collar, turned decisively and ran downstairs.

She leaped down the stairs at a speed of 100 meters, and Ren Lele was almost dragged by her to slide. During this time, her forehead hit the wall and her eyes were so painful that she saw gold stars.

The moment the two set foot on the open space outside the house, they heard a loud bang, and the three-story building behind them instantly collapsed, the bricks shattered, and the sand was splashed.

Ren Lele was holding her red and swollen forehead, choking and coughing again and again, she was in shock: "God, if we run fast, do we have to kill this prop?"

Fu Lanyu was puzzled: "Are you running fast?"

"...I'm sorry, you have dragged Miss Fu, thank you for not leaving me behind."

Although the way this sister took her to escape was a bit simple and rude.

"Yeah." Fu Lanyu pinned the sharp knife on his back, "Let's go, take a look out of the village."

"Out of the village? What if there are more lonely ghosts outside?" Ren Lele was reluctant, she drew on, trying to persuade, "Miss Fu, or let's go back to make up for sleep and wait for tomorrow morning. No longer..."

So Fu Lanyu drew the sharp knife out again and shone it against the moonlight, his face indifferent.

"This knife is good, why don't you find someone to open the front?"

"...Let's get out of the village! Get out now!"