Do Not Laugh! This is a Horror Movie

The three of them hugged the black cat and left the room lightly, all the way out of the corridor.

The alley under the moonlight was quiet and empty, and there were no pedestrians. Fu Lanyu looked around, his eyes finally fixed in the direction of the alley.

"There is one more way."

In the daytime, the whole alley is like being blocked by an invisible barrier, and there is no way to go to the alley.

But at this time the road leading to the outside of the alley was opened, and when the three of them came to look closer, they discovered that there was actually a dark and dense forest outside the alley.

This is Jinghe's mission location.

Hell the fourth method: catch ghosts and hide.

The page requires the player to hug a black cat, enter the woods with his companion, and let the companion go to hide, while he finds a tree blindfolded and keeps circling the circle continuously, calling his companion's name continuously in the process;

Until you can't hear your companion's response, you can put the black cat in your arms down on the ground and keep walking behind. Finally, you will find that there is an extra ghost in the team playing the game.

Remember: stay awake in the game and don't lose your mind.

Jing He walked into the woods, picked an old tree that looked relatively sturdy, held the cat in one hand and the tree in the other, a little uneasy.

"Brother Yunlan, you two must pay attention to your safety, don't go too far."

Fu Lanyu was putting a piece of talisman paper in his pocket, and he felt unsafe, so he put a second one.

"You're the one to be careful. You don't know what will happen later. Remember to act accordingly and don't panic."

He nodded vigorously, swearing: "Don't worry, I've already passed the age of panic."

"...Okay, I'll take it seriously."

Seeing Fu Lanyu and Qiao Yunzheng walking toward the depths of the forest side by side, Jing He held the trunk with one hand, bowed his head and closed his eyes, and began to slowly circle the trees.

He went around for the first time and called out loudly, "Brother Yunlan, are you still there?"

Soon, Qiao Yunzheng's response came not far away: "Still, continue."

He went around for a second time: "Brother Yunlan, sister?"

This time Fu Lanyu answered: "Yes."

Next is the third lap: "Brother Yunlan!"

The two said in unison: "Yes."

......In this way, for ten consecutive laps, both sides had questions and answers.

It was an illusion, Jing He felt that the two of them seemed to be getting farther and farther away from him, and their voices were getting more and more misty, and there was an unreal sense of dreams.

Then when he reached the fifteenth lap, he finally heard no response from anyone.

Not reconciled, he called out again: "Brother Yun? Sister Lan?"

There was deathly silence in the woods, only the wind blowing.

There was a chill on his back, he opened his eyes, and after a few seconds of mental construction, he placed the black cat in his arms on the ground.

It's strange to say that the black cat had been lazily and didn't like to move before. At this moment, it was so energetic, like a lixiong arrow, and the sound of "choking" turned into a phantom and jumped out.

Jing He was too busy to keep up, but later he ran faster and faster, and he didn't know where he went.

He suddenly stopped, feeling a little strange.

At present, this place seems to be where I stood just now.

Could it be that a ghost hit the wall, he ran back to the original place after running for a long time?

More importantly, the black cat disappeared.

He leaned back against the tree trunk and said nothing, trying to confirm his surroundings.

Not long after, I suddenly heard a Qingyue female voice calling myself behind me.

"Jinghe."

He looked back abruptly.

The girl in the small cream-colored shirt is standing behind another tree with her hair in her arms. Who is it if it is not Fu Lanyu?

"Jing He, where have you been?" Fu Lanyu walked straight over, tilting his head in confusion, "I can't find you after looking for a long time."

"...Sister Lan, where's Brother Yun?"

"We are separated, and I am looking for it." She smiled at him sweetly, "Anyway, you are fine. I was just worried about me."

Jing He was startled, he asked in disbelief, "Are you really...worry about me?"

"Of course, you are the most important person in my life, how could I not worry about you."

After Fu Lanyu finished speaking, he stretched out his arms and put his arms around his neck with a gentle smile.

There is always a faint mint scent on her body, which escapes with the wind and lingers on the tip of his nose.

Jing He's mind was slightly flustered and there was a moment of trance, but he was also very awake, and a second before the opponent's finger touched his skin, he suddenly pushed her away.

"Get out!" He said angrily, "Want to lie to me? My sister Lan is not like you!"

Before she finished her words, Fu Lanyu in front of her was suddenly shrouded in red light. When the red light faded, she had become a female ghost in white with blood on her face and sharp nails.

She opened her mouth and roared, and a large number of corpses fell from her mouth, and the corners of her split mouth almost overlapped behind the ears.

The rotten blood rushed towards her face. She wanted to pinch him with a grim face, but when she was about to succeed, she was bounced off by the golden light in his pocket.

Jing He was covered with cold hair standing upright. He didn't know when the other party disappeared. He just stood straight on the spot, his eyes closed, and he repeated the Great Compassion Mantra several times.

...Until someone patted his shoulder from behind.

"Jinghe?"

It was Fu Lanyu's voice.

He conditioned his reflex. Turning around immediately was a punch. Fortunately, Fu Lanyu took a step back quickly. Qiao Yunzheng raised his hand from the side to block, and forcefully pushed him back.

"What's going crazy?"

Jing He shook his head, only then could he see the faces of the two clearly, especially when he saw Fu Lanyu, he subconsciously remained vigilant.

"Are you really my Sister Lan? How do you prove it?"

Fu Lanyu looked speechless: "How do you want me to prove it?"

"You may be a ghost, you came to seduce me specially, you lied to me just now, I am not fooled by you!"

She nodded, showing a calm expression that she didn't want to be familiar with mentally retarded children.

"Your name is Jinghe and your nickname Hehe is 21 years old. You are a 21-year-old Aries; you like sweets, you like Riman, you like cats, you don't like carrots, celery, and animal organs; you are bound to the system because of a car accident. But the IQ is not good, and the relationship is probably out of the question. There was a girl who took the initiative to leave contact information in the last scene, and you forgot..."

"... Enough is enough! I believe it!" Jing He was deeply moved, and decisively rushed over to give her a bear hug, "Sister Lan, don't you know that the female ghost pretending to be you just now, it's right to scratch my head here. I laughed--you tell me, you laughed a few times after we have known each other for so long? How can you have such a cordial and enthusiastic time? How could she be the genuine Fu Lanyu?"

Fu Lanyu vaguely felt that this was a bit awkward, but he couldn't tell the awkwardness.

"Co-authoring is a deep enough understanding of me, let you kill a life under the hands of a female ghost?"

"Uh, you can say so."

"So you think I am not enthusiastic enough for you?"

"...No no, you will always stay like this, it's fine."

Fu Lanyu pushed his head: "Don't talk nonsense, go quickly, your Brother Yun's mission has not been completed yet."

Qiao Yunzheng's task of recruiting ghosts is the third method of knocking bowls.

He was ranked last because the page required that between two o'clock and four o'clock in the morning, three dishes and one soup should be placed on the uninhabited street, knocking empty bowls while waiting for ghosts to come.

When ghosts come to grab food, they still have to knock, until the vegetables and soup are all eaten up and the ghosts disperse, then stop.

In the middle of the night, apart from the three of them, of course there was no one else on the street.

Fu Lanyu helped Qiao Yunzheng arrange the three dishes and one soup, including the bowl of fragrant gray water. She and Jing He were sitting side by side by the road, a little far away, watching Qiao Yunzheng start to beat the bowl.

To say that Qiao Yunzheng really has a sense of rhythm, playing an ordinary bowl is like beating a drum, but it's a pity that after a long time, there is still no movement nearby.

Jing He was so sleepy that he couldn't help yawning. He whispered to Fu Lanyu in wonder, "What's the matter? Are the ghosts not hungry tonight and don't want to eat supper?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Lanyu covered his mouth.

She whispered: "Here."

"..."

It was indeed here. As the surrounding fog became thicker and thicker, in front of Qiao Yunzheng, the outline of a few thin hands gradually appeared over the three bowls placed.

In other words, it is not a hand, but a ghost claw.

The number of ghost claws keeps increasing and they are pushing each other. It is obvious that there are more monks and less porridge, and they are rushing for food.

At the same time, the true faces of those ghosts slowly emerged under the moonlight.

Jing He fixed his eyes to recognize it, and couldn't help taking a breath: "That...that's not..."

It's the residents in this alley.

The old old lady who shakes the fan and chats before, the gorgeous woman in red and green, the office worker who rides a bicycle, the child who shoots a ball...

At this moment, they all changed into the appearance of evil spirits, with bleeding eyes, sharp teeth, frantically searching for food.

The chopsticks in Qiao Yunzheng's hand kept tapping, and he kept tapping the edge of the bowl in front of him. He lowered his eyes and looked calm and calm, as if the person facing a large number of evil spirits was not himself.

In all fairness, in terms of psychological endurance, this **** method is considered difficult.

Jing He felt that if he were to come by himself, he would have to tremble with his hands.

As expected of him, Brother Yun, really stable.

He glanced at the group of evil spirits, turned his lips in disgust, and quietly looked away.

Unexpectedly, just like that, he suddenly saw a fat figure in the thick fog in the distance, approaching where Qiao Yunzheng was.

"...Sister Lan! Someone over there!"

Fu Lanyu turned his head coldly, but the next moment he saw Qiao Yunzheng getting up quickly and taking a big step back.

An irregularly shaped stone bounced out and landed where he was just sitting.

He held the bowl steadily, and the motion of knocking the bowl was extremely smooth and did not stop.

This time Fu Lanyu saw clearly that the person who attacked was the fat otaku.

The fat otaku was holding a slingshot in his hand. He didn't know where he found it. Seeing that the sneak attack failed, he became more ashamed and angry, and strode towards Qiao Yunzheng.

Looking at this posture, 80% of him did not open the briefcase, nor did he get the clue book, and he was determined to let other players do the backing for himself.

"Jinghe, go."

"Good Sister Lan!"

Jing He rolled up his arms and rolled his sleeves, followed Fu Lanyu fiercely, and blocked the opponent's path before the fat otaku disrupted Qiao Yunzheng's mission.

The author has something to say: ※※Hehe: You are not Sister Lan, how could my Sister Lan easily give me a good face? My sister Lan is even more unlikely to take the initiative to give her a hug, what are you doing daydreaming for me here? ※※