Do Not Laugh! This is a Horror Movie

The hammer of the blacksmith ghost hit the ground, and the floor tiles instantly shattered, making a heart-shattering roar.

It is conceivable that if this hammer is hit on the body, what will happen.

Behind the blacksmith ghost, there was the helmet ghost whose upper body was broken so badly. Despite the fact that it was badly broken, he could still run with his legs, and the baseball bat in his hand was also smashed.

Sure enough, the evil spirits who were sealed in the villa were all released this time, and now they are probably wandering in every corner, waiting to attack.

Twelve ghosts chase and kill six players.

This is a rhythm that does not leave people alive.

There is only one pair of psychic glasses, and currently only Qiao Yunzheng can see where the ghost is. He took Fu Lanyu's hand and ran all the way. The two looked like a desperate mandarin duck, looking for a chance in this huge cage.

Fortunately, the speed and endurance of the two of them are not bad, they passed through the corridor of the fifth floor smoothly, and they were about to step up the stairs of the fourth floor.

At this time, Qiao Yunzheng stopped abruptly. He grabbed Fu Lanyu's wrist and pulled her back to his side.

The ghost who was previously locked in the room on the fourth floor, wearing a hospital gown with an iron cage on his head, is now crawling up the stairs step by step with his limbs touching the ground.

It had a roaring face, dripping blood from it, the dirty blood soaked the iron cage chain in front of it to dark red, and it also dragged a winding trace on the stairs.

It suddenly stretched out its hand to break the iron cage back, so the entire face was squeezed out from the center of the chain, becoming more **** and bloody, it opened its mouth, revealing a fangs that were as sharp as a jackal.

Behind him, the movements of the blacksmith ghost and helmet ghost were getting closer.

There is no way forward or backward.

Fu Lanyu's back was close to the wall, breathing slightly, she heard Qiao Yunzheng whispering in her ear.

"Sister Lan, you put on your glasses later, and you just rush in, don't look back."

She has the emblem of the cross, which can withstand an attack by an evil spirit.

But he didn't. He stayed in place to attract the ghost's attention, it could only be a death.

"...Don't even think about it." Fu Lanyu refused decisively, "I really can't escape. I'll just fold it here with you. I can't run by myself."

Qiao Yunzheng seemed to want to say something, but in the end he just sighed deeply.

He knew her temper too well, and no one could persuade what she decided.

Since he couldn't persuade her, he could only hold her steady first, but he was not prepared to change his mind.

"Okay, let's go together."

However, there is no unparalleled road, and the two of them are lucky after all.

The iron cage ghost was less than three meters away from them, and the hammer of the blacksmith ghost also smashed the door in the corridor.

Who knows that at the moment, the ground under his feet and the walls behind him began to twist and collapse, the surrounding environment changed, and the suffocating feeling of pressure was heard in the air again.

Qiao Yunzheng carried the wall clock in his left hand, and the minute hand was pointing at 3:30 in the morning.

The layout of the villa is reset every half an hour.

...

From three o'clock in the morning to five o'clock in the morning, the white-clothed man was alone in the villa and ran for his life for two hours without a direction.

The layout of the villa changed every half an hour. He did not have psychic glasses and could not see the trace of the evil spirit, but he clearly heard the sound of slashing and footsteps with blunt objects several times. It was obvious that the evil spirit had been released.

He also doesn't have the badge of the cross, but if he is targeted by evil spirits, it is a dead end.

At this moment, he was hiding in an unlocked room, hiding himself in the closet, paying attention to the noise outside.

Calculate the time, the next change should come again.

...In the next second, he suddenly heard the door ring and someone entered the room.

Is it a man or a ghost?

He gently pushed the closet open a gap, and through the gap, he found the girl with dirty braids standing in the room. The girl with dirty braids also had psychic glasses on her face, and she was holding a piece of glass taller than herself. The edge of the glass plate is covered with golden Latin runes.

He was taken aback, and slammed open the closet door.

The girl with dirty braids was startled, and instinctively posed to run away, and only breathed a sigh of relief after seeing who he was.

"It's you sir, I thought there were ghosts hidden in the closet."

"Why are you here?"

"I fled all the way here." The girl with dreadlocks replied, "What about you? Why are you hiding in the closet?"

"I've been calculated, I don't have any props. If I don't find a place to hide, I can only die."

The girl with dirty braids was curious: "Who counts you?"

"The bound couple, the female is very cunning, and the male can fight."

She suddenly said: "Your props were taken away by them?"

"Um."

In fact, in a strict sense, it was not all Fu Lanyu and Qiao Yunzheng who calculated him. It can only be said that he was unlucky. Originally, the three were going to form an alliance to go together. Unexpectedly, the organ was opened in the middle, and he just separated him.

But when people are narrating, it is inevitable to stand on a subjective point of view and say things that are beneficial to them.

"Why don't you team up with me?" The dirty braided girl thought for a while and seriously proposed, "The other four people, a pair of twins, and a couple, are all bound and crossed. Only when we are united can we have hope to follow They work hard, otherwise they are likely to be cannon fodder."

The man in white glanced at her and considered his words: "You opened the villa's mechanism, right?"

"..."

"Don't get me wrong, I have no other meaning, just to verify."

The girl with dirty braids hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded in confession.

"Yes, I drove it. I found a clue. There was a switch under the desk in the room at the end of the corridor on the fourth floor. This happened as soon as I pressed it."

The man in white was speechless for a while.

She said again: "Even if I don't press it, someone will always have to press it. If I don't press it, the next step of customs clearance will not start. How can the Platinum Game be so simple?"

"...This is the fastest-paced platinum game I have ever encountered." The white-clothed man rubbed his eyebrows in annoyance. Desperately."

"It doesn't matter, at least we have the first opportunity, and the odds of winning are a little higher than them."

He raised his eyes and glanced at the glass plate in her hand: "This is the rune glass that seals those ghosts on the fifth floor? Can it withstand the attacks of ghosts?"

In other words, it is equivalent to a shield.

The girl with dirty braids was a little surprised: "How did you know? I quietly went over and unloaded them when they all came out. Only one piece of glass in that row can be removed."

"Because I have seen this movie."

"……what movie?"

Naturally, the man in white also told the story of the "Thirteen Ghosts Calling the Door" with the girl with dirty braids, and emphasized the rule that the soul machine needs to sacrifice a living person.

He thinks she is a girl, she is always better than the two pairs of bound players, not to mention that she is now fully equipped.

The advantages of ally with her outweigh the disadvantages.

"You're right, the two of us have joined forces and we have a lot of wins."

At this time, the ground shook and collapsed, and the layout of the villa had to be changed again. The girl with dirty braids hurriedly stepped forward and stood in front of the man in white to ensure that the two would not get separated.

She tugged at his sleeves tightly until the environment returned to static again, then opened her eyes cautiously.

"here it is……"

It was a long and narrow corridor on the fifth floor.

Every time the layout changes, players will be randomly teleported to different places. Half an hour is often wasted avoiding evil spirits and it is difficult to reach the destination.

"We have to go to the third floor as soon as possible. The longer the delay, the more dangerous it will be."

The girl with Dirty Braids asked him: "The third floor is the final mission location? Are you sure?"

"The soul machine is there, I'm sure."

"But as far as I know, the metal door on the third floor has many buttons. We don't know the correct order."

"I know, the couple got the drawing, and I saw it."

The girl with dirty braids looked slightly startled, and was delighted: "Really? That's great, let's go to the third floor right away!"

So she wore psychic glasses and held a glass shield to explore the road ahead, while the man in white followed her behind, always alert to the wind and grass nearby.

He can't live without her at the moment, he almost depends on her to survive.

The girl with dirty braids suddenly stopped, and she turned her head uneasy.

"what sound?"

Before the white-clothed man had time to look back, he saw that she showed an expression of extreme nervousness and fear, and then ran wildly.

He couldn't see anything chasing him, but he could only passively follow her to flee in a hurry.

The fear of the unknown is the most terrifying.

"Hurry up!" shouted the dirty braided girl, "the three of them are very powerful, they almost broke my shield just now!"

They three.

This means there are three ghosts.

Behind the two of them, the old woman ghost carries her strong man son on her back. Although her face is painful, she still walks fast;

Next to it, the officer ghost covered in bullet holes was waving steel claws, bleeding from his mouth, and his eyes were cracking. The full of hostility, if any, made his back chill.

Looking ahead, the glass door where the evil spirits were previously held was reached. One of the glass doors was empty and was removed by the dirty braided girl.

The girl with dirty braids stopped suddenly, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Before... there are also in front!" Her eyes flickered, and her volume increased in a panic, "Back! Back!"

At this moment, even if the man in white has an IQ, out of the instinct of self-protection, he will subconsciously follow her instructions.

He thought there was a ghost in front of him, so he took a step back and hit the wall.

Unexpectedly, at the moment he retreated, the girl with dirty braids decisively turned and rushed into the vacant glass door, and blocked her door in the previous position again.

In this way, she was inside the door, completely isolating him from the door.

The man in white finally reacted to her intentions, and his usual calm face showed an expression of horror and anger for a moment.

He wanted to forcibly enter the door, but before he came forward, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and the sharp claws of the officer's ghost had been deeply submerged in his body.

He didn't have psychic glasses and stood in front of him without seeing ghosts, but he could see that his coat had been stained blood red, the skin on his chest was torn apart, and his **** heart was taken out, beating uncontrollably.

He fell to the ground, his eyes still wide before he died, staring in the direction of the girl with the dreadlocks, and refused to stare.

The girl with dirty braids watched, the white-clothed man's body was torn to pieces by the three ghosts. She stood there, her expression calm, as if she had been used to it.

"Sorry." She sighed softly. "Since the couple got the drawing, why should I insist on forming an alliance with you? You are of little use anyway."

Six players, someone will die sooner or later, who will die differently?

What she has to do is to choose the safest path.

The author has something to say: ※※ Does the Platinum Bureau have fuel-efficient lamps? No※※