Do Not Laugh! This is a Horror Movie

The sudden light caused Fu Lanyu to see the two mummy corpses hanging behind her in an instant. She stared at the mummy for a moment, feeling a little speechless.

But now is not the time for speechlessness.

She quickly sorted out the priorities, and decided to put the mummy aside for the time being and investigate the nearby situation first.

The place she is currently in is indeed an old-fashioned dormitory, with a bed on each side, and a dilapidated doll bear on the head of the bed. There is no window, and the space is closed and depressing.

She walked to the door and looked around quickly. She saw the long corridor and didn't know where it led to. There were many similar dormitories around, but she didn't see other players coming out.

Not far from the door, a winding bloodstain hasn't dried up yet, apparently the location where the female player was killed and dragged away just now.

She was about to go to the other dormitory to take a look, but suddenly the lights went out and her eyes fell into suffocating darkness again.

There is no more time to do anything from the light on to the light off, at most 30 seconds in between.

She remembered that the bell in the building rang seven times before the light was turned on. It seemed that this was a reminder from the system to the player.

Every time the hour is reported on the hour, this dark area will have a 30-second visibility. They can only rely on this short 30-second opportunity to try their best to find clues and familiarize themselves with the terrain.

She retracted the foot she had just stepped out, then turned cautiously, and fumbled step by step in the direction of the mummy.

Fingertips touched the hard body of the mummy. She held her breath and began to search her body from top to bottom, trying to find something useful.

...Sure enough, in the inner pocket of the male mummy's suit, she took out a watch. The strap of the watch had been broken, and only the dial was left, which sounded like it was still ticking away.

She can't see the specific time displayed on the dial, but if the light comes on again after the full hour, this watch may be used for timing.

She stuffed the watch into her pocket.

There should be no missing clues in this dormitory, and she can't stay here all the time, she has to take the initiative.

Just now, while the light was on, she had a simple understanding of the corridor, so she touched the door all the way, lightly stepped, and quietly pressed against the wall, and went to another dormitory next door.

Unfortunately, the door of the dormitory next door is locked, so not every door can be opened here.

Fu Lanyu took another two steps forward. After almost trying three doors, the fourth door was finally opened easily.

She stood in place, stretched her arms and probed, making sure that there were no obstructions in front of her. This was the first step.

The layout of this dormitory was very similar to the one she was in before, because she didn't go far before she touched the familiar metal bedpost.

She was about to lean down, but her too keen sense of hearing caused her to stop in an instant.

There was a very slight breathing sound coming from the bed behind him.

Someone.

There was a warning in her heart, and she had to retreat subconsciously, but she was still a little slow, only to feel the sound of the wind coming from her side, and the other party slammed her down on the side of the bed.

It was a male player with great strength. He pulled the quilt next to her and put it on her face, desperately suppressing it, with the intention of suffocating her to death.

Due to the rules of the game, neither of them made any sound, but fought silently in the dark.

In such a special platinum game, no one even knows the total number of players. For the sake of insurance, if possible, it is natural to kill one.

Fu Lanyu struggled desperately, but the weight of the opponent's entire body was weighing on her, and she was completely unable to get out.

The brief lack of oxygen left her mind blank for a moment, but her reason brought her consciousness back on track in time.

She gritted her teeth and tried to stretch her hand into the pocket of her jeans, using **** to pinch out the small blade that resembled the eyebrow trimmer.

Needless to say, this blade is too narrow to kill people at all.

But it does not mean that it cannot cause serious harm to people, as long as the method is proper.

Fu Lanyu thrust the blade into the male player's inner thigh with his backhand. With force between his wrists, he swiped down and cut his flesh and blood vessels in an instant.

The blood surged, and the unexpected pain hit, the body's instinctive reaction was much faster than the thinking speed, and the male player suddenly exhaled in pain uncontrollably.

At the same time, his hand holding the quilt was also released.

Fu Lanyu supported the bed with both hands and quickly dodged backwards. Then, relying on his instinct, he lifted his foot and kicked heavily at the vital part below his waist.

This kick is accurate and ruthless.

The male player fell directly back to the ground and snorted again without holding back.

There was a moment of silence in the room, and only the sound of his heavy breathing due to pain was heard. Fu Lanyu hugged his knees and shrank at the corner of the bed, feeling that he was getting up from the ground, still wanting to go to bed to catch her.

She grabbed a corner of the quilt, planning to cover his head as soon as he got close, and took the opportunity to run out of the house.

However, it turns out that before the male player has time to meet her, the rules of the game are activated first.

There was a sound from his mouth, no matter what it was, it was a foul.

...In the dormitory where there were originally only two people, suddenly there was a child's laughter. The voice was very sharp and thin, with a gloomy coolness.

哧——

It's like the sound of cloth being torn.

Close at hand, the strong smell of blood like rust spread quickly, making Fu Lanyu, who had a keen sense of smell, dizzy for a while.

哧哧——

The sound continued.

The male player finally uttered a desperate and miserable howl. He desperately scratched the bed board with both hands, so crazy that the whole bed was shaking.

Fu Lanyu couldn't see anything, but she understood.

It was not tearing the cloth just now.

There is a kid who is tearing up the male player's sex, one by one.

The child's laughter, the pitch getting higher and higher, almost rang in her ears.

She covered her body with a quilt, her sense of presence was extremely restrained, and her breathing became cautious.

Until the male player, there was no more movement.

His body seemed to be dragged away, all the way out of the dormitory.

She tentatively leaned over and touched the sticky blood on the edge of the bed.

Not long after, that ghostly nursery rhyme resounded in every corner of the orphanage again.

It is still a chorus of countless children.

"Don't say, don't laugh,

Don't cry, don't make trouble.

The dean is holding a knife,

Where is the kid killed?

Black crow, white clock,

Whose shadow on the wall,

Only a mirror can know.

Will you play with me? "

It seems that every time a player dies in the game, this ballad has to be replayed again and again in a loop to achieve a warning and reminder effect.

The alarm in the house was temporarily lifted, Fu Lanyu stroked the painful heart that had been suffocated just now, calmed down for a while, and got out of bed.

She fumbled and checked both beds carefully, and in the end she just touched an eyebrow trimmer exactly like her under the bed on the opposite side.

This basically shows that every dormitory that is not locked, or every dormitory where players are arranged, has such an eyebrow trimming knife.

Obviously, it is a bit reluctant to call it a weapon, so what exactly is it used for?

Just as Fu Lanyu slowed down and walked to the door, when he was about to go out, the singing of the ballad stopped.

Instead, the bell in the building struck eight times.

The next moment, the light in front of you hit, and all the lights came on again.

When the light comes on, it means the countdown is about to begin.

Fu Lanyu didn't even think about it, and immediately ran out of the dormitory on tiptoe.

As she ran, she took out the watch in her pocket and looked down.

The dial is white. The strange thing is that there is neither a minute hand nor an hour hand, only a second hand, which moves ticking.

But because of this, the so-called 30 seconds, she can count very intuitively.

There were no windows in the whole building, and no light from outside could penetrate. She quickly walked through the long and narrow corridor and found the spiral staircase leading to the second floor at the turn.

Unfortunately, when she was halfway up the stairs, she had not had time to see the layout of the second floor. The countdown ended and the lights went out again.

At the moment she plunged into darkness, her back pressed against the wall, raising a twelve-point vigilance.

She heard it, and there was a vague sound of footsteps upstairs, as if someone was going downstairs.

This is the only ladder connecting the first and second floors. It is very narrow and can accommodate one person at most.

When the other party goes downstairs, she will definitely pass her current position, and will definitely be aware of her existence.

She took a step aside with her right foot, preparing to step back and give way to the opponent.

Unexpectedly, the speed of the other party's forward is faster than the speed of her retreat, and the distance between the two is constantly getting closer.

One of the wooden stairs at the foot seemed to be loose.

Fu Lanyu was a little careless and almost stepped on empty.

There is no doubt that it was heard by the other party.

The sound of the wind was different, the man approached him like lightning, grabbed her by the collar, and pushed her back against the stair railing.

The cold and slender fingers have firmly clamped her neck.

At the same moment, Fu Lanyu wrapped his hand behind him, and the eyebrow trimming knife hidden in his sleeve was also against the back of his neck.

But she suddenly stopped moving.

... She smelled the familiar mint fragrance from him.

She and Qiao Yunzheng have used the same mint laundry detergent for a long time.

Qiao Yunzheng also realized who he was pinching, he suddenly let go, and put her around his waist to support her.

His heartbeat was faster than usual, and he didn't know whether it was nervous or happy. He touched her face carefully, and finally heaved a sigh of relief and turned his arms around her.

Although they had only been apart for less than two hours, the two had a feeling of rejoicing that they had reunited after a long absence.

I can't talk here, but fortunately, he and her have a deep understanding, and he can roughly understand each other's meaning without saying more.

With his fingertips, Qiao Yunzheng wrote two words carefully in Fu Lanyu's palm: song by stroke.

Then he handed her a release paper and a small round mirror similar to a girl's makeup.

Release paper is the kind of paper with a smooth back. Sure enough, there are a lot of round pastes on this paper. Count them, and there are twelve in total.

Before the next hour came, the light didn't turn on, so Fu Lanyu would definitely not see what was painted on it.

But she can still feel the mirror.

The sixth and seventh sentences of the ballad clearly read:

"Whose shadow on the wall,

Only a mirror can know. "

The mirror must be useful. As for what can be seen through the mirror, she needs to try it herself.

She hesitated, then pointed the side of the mirror glass at her face.

"..."

In the invisible darkness, unexpectedly, there was a hazy green light near her shoulder, which was gradually condensing into a clear outline.

In the green light, a ghost boy's face emerged from the mirror. Its face was pale, and two rows of blood and tears were slowly flowing out of those large hollow eyes.

It lies behind her.