The Heartthrob Becomes An NPC In the Supernatural Live Broadcast

Sunanzhi's poor experience as a ghost told him that people would be frightened, and so would ghosts.

For example, he is now frightened by the "crunching" sound of the wall.

Dutifully and terrifyingly, the next second, the whole ghost broke his voice because of fear.

"Wow woo... woo woo woo..."

He jumped out with blood and tears all over his face, only to knock him on the head.

"bump…"

"Ah woo woo!!"

The chaotic and abnormal pain sensation reached an unspeakable height in an instant. Su Nanzhi only felt that his entire head was numb, and the swept pain made him hold his head and dare not move.

Clear tears spewed out, washing the blood and tears on his face clean, he even forgot the scary and fled, just shrank into a ball motionless.

Until Gu Jingshuang asked, "So squeamish?"

Su Nanzhi was speechless in pain, tears streaming down her cheeks.

Gu Jingshuang looked down at the boy.

The porcelain-white skin is covered with tears, but it doesn't look embarrassed. Instead, her cheeks are flushed-red because of crying, and her eyelashes are wet with tears, sticking together like a velvet brush, and those almond eyes, moist and clear, are pitiful.

He is a very weak ghost.

Gu Jingshuang realized that if the black mist on his hand had fallen earlier.

His soul must be annihilated.

puff.

His heart skipped a beat.

Then there was another puff.

The little ghost was crying, very pitiful.

The neatly ironed pajamas on his body were crumpled up, stained with a lot of blood and tears, and dyed light red.

Gu Jingshuang took away the black mist on his hand and reached out to support him: "It hurts?"

Sunanzhi nodded.

"Can you go by yourself?"

Sunanzhi shook his head.

Gu Jingshuang raised her eyebrows: "Then I'll take you back? What's the room number?"

"Next to you..." Su Nanzhi reached out and wanted to rub the top of her forehead, but she didn't dare, for fear that it would hurt.

Gu Jingshuang picked him up with one hand, her body was very light, like a chicken.

This position made the pajamas wrap around Su Nanzhi all of a sudden. He was very uncomfortable. He reached out and grabbed Gu Jingshuang's arm, and rubbed half of Gu Jingshuang's body.

Gu Jingshuang: "..." The little devil who is not afraid of death.

Seeing that Gu Jingshuang did not protest, Sunanzhi continued to practice the cause of intimidation, blowing in his ear.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

The cold wind rubbed against his ear, and Gu Jingshuang frowned.

Su Nanzhi was overjoyed and said to the system, "Mr. System, you see he's scared."

The system was beaten by the points, and the IQ went offline: "Amazing, my host, skrskr!"

After two or three minutes, Gu Jingshuang sent him back to the room.

Unlike his deserted room, this place is full of a strong sense of ancient colors.

The oil painting-like walls are covered with flowers, heavy-duty classical curtains, and elegant and heavy red lacquer furniture.

Gu Jingshuang wanted to leave, but Su Nanzhi pinched the corner of his shirt with his fingers: "Do you want to eat?"

"..." Gu Jingshuang looked at his eyes, hesitated for a moment, and sat on the sofa.

The man in the oversized pajamas rummaged through the cupboard for snacks, only to find two bags of expired cookies.

He sat next to Gu Jingshuang with the cookie in his arms, with a sullen expression: "It would be great if the housekeeper was still alive!"

He counted the butler's advantages with his fingers: "He can cook all kinds of dishes, and the desserts are also delicious."

Gu Jingshuang listened to him talking about those things without saying a word, and then asked, "Why did you go to my room?"

"...Huh? Are you just reacting now?" Unable to resist the temptation of expired cookies, Su Nanzhi tore open a bag and wanted to eat it.

Hearing Gu Jingshuang's words, his first reaction was not to reveal his scary purpose, so he said, "I... I'm actually a little scared, can I sleep with you?"

"...No." Gu Jingshuang frowned when she saw that the teenager was going to eat the expired cookie, she sealed the cookie, and brought it over: "It's expired."

Sunanzhi: "...Okay."

He is a ghost, a ghost eats expired cookies and won't get sick.

After the request to share a bed was rejected, Gu Jingshuang returned to her room, but Su Nanzhi was not so obedient.

He thought, he is a ghost, isn't it shameful to listen to people?

Also, the skinny ghosts are really scary!

So he opened the window, took an expired lollipop, and turned over from the balcony.

While Gu Jingshuang was asleep, he quickly went to bed and pressed him on top of him.

With her cheeks buried between the other's necks, Su Nanzhi was so stirred by the warm breath that she was about to fall asleep.

System: "Host, are you?"

Su Nanzhi said in a daze: "The ghost press, let the beautiful sick man feel the weight of the ghost."

The system exclaimed: "Oh, you are such a clever little ghost!"

Sunanzhi didn't hear this praise, he felt that Gu Jingshuang was very comfortable, and fell asleep immediately.

As soon as she fell asleep, Gu Jingshuang opened her eyes.

He stared at Su Nanzhi with dark eyes, and saw the expired lollipop in his hand, as if it was brought to him.

Gu Jingshuang stirred the lollipop with her fingers, pursed her lips slightly, then rubbed Su Nanzhi into the quilt and got up by herself.

As soon as Sunanzhi touched the warm place, she immediately nestled in and wrapped it into a silkworm roll. Gu Jingshuang lifted the quilt and saw soft fluffy hair and a clean face.

Like a fluffy puppy.

·

midnight.

Liu Xiaofeng was in a hurry to urinate and wanted to go to the toilet.

As a newcomer, he paid a lot of tuition to Captain Wang Xingzhi. Wang Xingzhi had promised them before that as long as he was obedient, there was at least an 80% chance of going out.

Yesterday, after Gu Jingshuang and Sunanzhi left, Wang Xingzhi told the team alone that he should try not to go out alone. If you are going out, try to find someone to go with.

He obeyed the order of the team and called Zhao Bin, who was also a newcomer.

Zhao Bin was a little more daring, laughed at him like a bear, and said, "I have heard the conversations of the seniors. The ghosts of this copy will not kill people indiscriminately. Generally, the conditions for ghosts to kill are triggered first."

"But..." Liu Xiaofeng was timid and uneasy. He always felt that at the end of the darkness, there were eyes watching him.

Zhao Bin said, "No but, under the reminder of Senior Su, we didn't touch anything!"

The lamp in Liu Xiaofeng's hand made a "sizzling" electric sound, and he swallowed twice: "Could there be...other ghosts?"

"...No. There are usually only ghosts related to the dungeon in the dungeon, and they must be contained by the dungeon. Unless..."

"Unless what?"

"To the toilet."

The two finally touched the toilet. Liu Xiaofeng asked Zhao Bin to wait for him at the door. He entered the toilet. Out of fear, Liu Xiaofeng asked in the toilet, "You haven't finished talking just now, unless what?"

Zhao Bin said: "I've seen game documentaries before, and they say that some copies have a mysterious power..."

"It's squishing..." Zhao Bin listened to the sound of Liu Xiaofeng pouring water, his eyes fell out of the window, and the crows quaked, Zhao Bin felt a little scared.

Liu Xiaofeng was silent and urged twice.

Zhao Bin went on to say: "Some copies have the ability to show the spirit of words."

Liu Xiaofeng finished putting out the water and was lifting his trousers: "What is the meaning of words and spirits?"

Zhao Bin said in his heart, he is really a novice, and he didn't know much about it before coming here.

"That is to say, if someone tells a ghost story or describes the appearance of a ghost in the copy, then the ghost will appear. Assuming that the copy is applied, the ghost will appear, and today Gu Shen talked about the ghost, then the ghost will definitely appear, And you don't have to follow the rules of dungeon killing, understand?"

No sound.

"Lin Xiaofeng?!"

Still silent.

"Quack..." The crow suddenly rushed in from outside the window, smashing his heavy head against the window, so frightened that Zhao Bin fell, he pressed against the wall, and suddenly felt cold in his heart.

"Lin Xiaofeng!"

His feet were weak and he was about to rush in when he heard Lin Xiaofeng say, "Brother, I'm fine."

·

It's really okay.

Lin Xiaofeng's trousers collapsed. He buried his head in trying to lift the zipper, but he didn't pull it, as if it was stuck.

He took a lamp to look at his trousers, and found that a strand of hair was stuck.

With long hair, Lin Xiaofeng held up the lamp and looked into the toilet along the strands of hair.

I saw strands of hair wriggling inside.

He was about to scream when a strand of hair suddenly covered his mouth.

"Ugh...!"

Lin Xiaofeng's eyes widened, and he reached for the lamp, but accidentally knocked it off, and the lamp rolled to the wall.

There... another painting of him.

"Hee hee~"

·

"What's the matter? Lin Xiaofeng, are you okay?" Zhao Bin rubbed the goosebumps on his body, and the temperature dropped suddenly at night.

After calling a few times in a row, Lin Xiaofeng didn't reply, Zhao Bin couldn't stand it any longer, and he felt that the surroundings were weird.

"If you don't come out again, I'm going back! Damn, why is this ghost place so scary?"

Just as he raised his foot to leave, Lin Xiaofeng silently appeared at the door.

"Acao!" Zhao Bin was startled, "Why are you walking silently?"

He looked at the light in his hand, oh, he was even more frightened.

Lin Xiaofeng was soaked all over, his hair was greasy and sticking to his scalp, his head was hanging down, his face was gray, his chin was still dripping, and the clothes on his body were also wet, as if water had been splashed.

Zhao Bin finally found his voice: "Fuck, did you fall off the toilet when you stepped on a horse? So wet? Since you're done urinating, then go back, this ghost place is scary..."

Lin Xiaofeng nodded, followed Zhao Bin back, and nothing happened along the way except the temperature dropped a bit.

Lin Xiaofeng said, "You...let's talk about...the thing about drawing skin ghosts..."

His voice was hoarse and low, stealing the sound of zigzagging electricity.

Zhao Bin thought, is he really a newcomer, doesn't he panic when he hears it in the middle of the night?

"Painted Ghost is not so easy to come out. Generally, he dies in a fixed place. He must be invited before he can be brought out."

Lin Xiaofeng asked, "How can I bring it out?"

His voice became much more normal.

Zhao Bin has actually seen a little bit in the game records. When it comes to drawing skins, after dying somewhere, someone has to go to that place late at night, and then draw skins and change skins. That's not enough. If you want to mix in the crowd, Someone has to take the initiative to invite him in.

After chatting and returning to the room, Zhao Bin twisted the door and said with a smile, "Okay, let's go in. If you invite like this, you can bring out the skinny ghosts."

Zhao Bin smiled, but before he could enter the room, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

He turned his head to look at Lin Xiaofeng, and saw that he was standing there, his skin bulging, one eye had dropped, he opened his mouth, and his tongue fell out—

"Hee hee~ Then I will, you're welcome..."