dead me, join the horror game

The moment the three of them entered the east wing, the main entrance of the mansion was also pushed open, but no one dared to see what was going on, so they turned on the flashlights of their mobile phones and found a place to hide.

The air fell into a strange silence. The thing didn't make a sound after entering the mansion, but the players didn't dare to probe out. Who knows what that thing is, wouldn't it be bad if it was suspended.

Crouching under the bed in the bedroom, Manan Weir stared at the wooden door not far away, not even daring to take a big breath, and the screen of the mobile phone in his hand had already been blacked out. Turning on the camera at this time was tantamount to telling that Stuff he's right here.

Without any props, all he needs to do now is to hide it from being discovered.

But unlike him, Ye Bingwen, who is hiding in the closet, does not have this worry. He has life-saving props, and he is not worried about being discovered. He is currently searching the forum with his mobile phone, trying to find a strategy for clearing the scene of [Dark Marriage] .

It stands to reason that this haunted house has been open for so long, and many people should have played it, so they should have summed up some experience.

Flipping through the pages, he suddenly raised his eyebrows, and his mood instantly became agitated.

Huh... there really are.

After probably scrolling down to 24 or [-] posts, Ye Bingwen saw a post that made him feel very cordial:

[Question: How to clear the haunted house ghost marriage?Hurry, hurry, people are in the East Wing, waiting online! 】

[Landlord: Invincible Liver Emperor]

The post date is from last year, but it's been bumped up by the latest comments, and the most recent reply is even today.

Great, this player is in a similar situation to him, I hope it can be of great help.

Ye Bingwen felt that he was lucky enough to find a treasure, so he quickly clicked on this post.

[Second Floor - Anonymous User 2: Occupy a building, watch a movie]

What are you watching here!

Ignoring similar useless comments, Ye Bingwen scrolled down, and finally saw a post willing to answer for the host.

It seems that there are still some people who understand the business. Since then, this kind netizen has pulled back the post, and everyone has started to make suggestions for the host seriously.

[The 5th floor—the red clothes are the best: Wow, it's a familiar map. I often play this map. Is the host in the East Wing? 】

[——Gandi Wudi (the original poster): Reply "Red clothes are the best": Yes, are you an old player? 】

[——Red clothes are the best: Reply to "Liver Emperor Invincible" (the original poster): I can't call you an old player, but I often come to this map to play, and I still know a lot about it]

No information given, but a good sign.

Ye Bingwen turned down patiently, the smile on his face gradually froze.

[The 6th floor - origami specialists: Is it the East Wing?That’s the room reserved for the couple in the story, and there’s a lot of information hidden in it]

Don't just be in this riddle!

What are you talking about!

When Ye Bingwen saw that only the owner of this floor was asking questions anxiously, and the floor owner ignored him, he skipped over here and continued to scroll down.

[7th Floor - Death is one step behind me after all: What a coincidence, buddy, I'm under the bed...]

[——Gandi Wudi (the original poster): Reply to "Death is one step slower than me": Old Wang?Are you flipping posts too?But aren’t you afraid of being discovered while playing with your phone under the bed? 】

[——Death is one step behind me after all: Reply to "Gandi Wudi" (the original poster): Don't panic, I've been secretly playing with my mobile phone since I was a child, and I haven't been caught once since I grew up. 】

[——Gandi Wudi (the original poster): Reply "Death is one step slower than me": I finally know how you got your name, you deserve it. 】

Good boy, young and promising.

Ye Bingwen almost laughed out loud, probably because the two players are familiar with each other. This floor is a bit long, but it doesn't hinder anything. Perhaps some useful information can be given here.

read on...

[——Death is always one step slower than me: Reply to "Gandi Wudi" (host): Of course, I like to die, and if I don't die for a day, I will dexinli"]

[——Gandi Wudi (the original poster): Reply "Death is one step behind me after all": Damn it!That guy just opened the door and came in. Are you okay? ! 】

[——Red clothes are the best: It’s okay, actually, the NPC of the ghost marriage is still very gentle, as long as it’s not too much, she won’t look for you even if she sees it]

[——Death is one step behind me after all: Reply to "The Liver Emperor is Invincible" (the original poster): Sad, brother, come on!I was eliminated, now I can only wait for you outside. 】

[——Gandi Wudi (the original poster): Reply "The red dress is the best": Isn't it okay to be seen?Why is Pharaoh eliminated? 】

[——The red dress is the best: Reply to "The Invincible Liver Emperor" (the original poster): Maybe it's because it's gone too far, for example, it's definitely not allowed to take pictures of the bottom of the skirt with a camera. 】

[——Death is one step behind me after all: Reply to "Gandi Wudi" (host): Sad... yes, that's the reason. 】

Seeing this, Ye Bingwen felt his scalp tingle.

Judging from the conversation, there is a high probability that these two people are former players, but...

The system allows you to take pictures of ghosts, but not the skirts of female ghosts!

Volume 85 Yuquan Village: Chapter 81 Chapter 3 Unexpected ([-]K)

Ye Bingwen had a headache.

Don't get me wrong, he's not sick, it's his phone that's sick.

His phone is feverish.

"..."

Ye Bingwen flipped the phone from his left hand to his right without saying a word, then rubbed the palm of his left hand, which was sticky with sweat and salty, on the clothes hanging beside him, and his whole body felt dry instantly.

But this was only temporary, his right hand was also sweating from the hot temperature of the phone, Ye Bingwen had to turn off the screen of the phone to let it cool down for a while.

However, the impact of mobile phone heating is more than that...

You must know that the space in the closet is quite small. He was already covered in sweat, and even the breath he exhaled was warm. After squatting in the entire shelter for less than a few minutes, he was a little unbearable. .

Just when he was about to open a small slit to let in some air, a strange sound suddenly came from the room, which made him stop the movement of his hands immediately.

"crunch-"

There is no doubt that this is the sound of the door being pushed open.

After hearing this voice, Ye Bingwen immediately fell silent, not daring to move at all.

"Da da--"

Slight footsteps approached from far away. Under Ye Bingwen's nervous eyes, the door of the closet was slowly opened, and a pale hand with a bright red sleeve stretched in, holding a piece of clothing hanging not far away from him. The clothes were taken out.

call……

After the cabinet door was closed, Ye Bingwen was overjoyed.

Fortunately, he had foreseen this and hid directly in the deepest part of the cabinet, otherwise he might have communicated face-to-face with that guy just now.

In that case, although he had a chance to take a photo, the price he paid was a supernatural prop.

If the guy doesn't intend to hurt himself, doing so would be superfluous, and could provoke it with dire consequences.

Because his props are a little disgusting... No matter who you are, as long as you touch this workbook, you will feel a desire to finish all the questions on it, and Weird is no exception. This workbook is his last game. One of the props used by the weird ones encountered.

As for why Ye Bingwen is fine, because he has done this math exercise book once.

But this is not the main reason. The reason why he can really use this supernatural item is related to a certain game... It's not too far away.

In the copy of Midnight School that he experienced last week, Ye Bingwen was attacked by a ghost teacher. The other party took out a bloody pointer and handed him three exercise books and asked him to finish it before class was over. , and must not make up random things, otherwise they will be treated as poor students.

It stands to reason that most people are already panicked at this time, and these questions are not easy. If you don't do the questions seriously, you will be judged as a poor student by the ghost teacher, and you will be dragged into a small black room alone. teach.

At that time, Ye Bingwen glanced at the burly man in front of him, and after thinking about the possible consequences, he did not hesitate to choose the fastest and most accurate way to deal with these exercise books.

Fortunately, Ye Bingwen still has some talent in solving problems, and his speed of solving problems is far beyond the ghost teacher's imagination. At first, it thought that Ye Bingwen was just pretending to be blind, but when the ghost teacher came to him When it was behind him, it realized that its thinking was completely wrong.

This person is an out-and-out monster. Not only did he do it quickly, but he also did it right, and his thinking flowed so smoothly that he was dumbfounded.

A class here is 2 hours, but Ye Bingwen completed all the exercises in less than 60 minutes. Later, the ghost teacher even moved his head to watch, and humbly asked Ye Bingwen when he didn’t understand. He asked questions, and since he had time to spare, he naturally answered the ghost teacher's tasks one by one.

In the next hour, one of them sat in the seat closest to the window and began to share their teaching experience. The other party was immediately impressed by Ye Bingwen's name and felt sorry for his previous offense.

Afterwards, the ghost teacher befriended him in that classroom, reset the three exercise books he had written and gave them to Ye Bingwen, and finally sent him out of the school safely .

And he has already used two of the three contact books, leaving only this most difficult math exercise book unused.

"call……"

Ye Bingwen finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing the sound of footsteps going away and the door being closed again.

It was nice that the guy opened the door and brought him a lot of fresh air.

I don't know what happened to the other two, but it doesn't sound like there was any fighting and everyone should be safe.

Send that black person a message...

Thinking of this, Ye Bingwen picked up the phone and woke up the screen again, found the contact information of Manan Will from it, and quickly compiled a text message.

[Is it gone? 】

-

In the abandoned warehouse, Zuo Tong's teeth trembled a little.

She was frightened.

I have to admit that it's not just her legs that are weak now, the original owner's fear of the weird is vividly reflected at this moment, if the Taidao in her hand is not so light, she might not even be able to hold it.

This is the instinct of this body, and she was dragged down.

However, the person who controls this body is Zuo Tong, she overcame the fear in her heart, swung the sword and slashed towards the back, trying to split the bride in red like she cut off the white silk.

But the moment Zuo Tong turned around, her pupils shrank suddenly, and her movements froze instantly.

There was nothing behind her, and the figure in the wedding dress disappeared.

No, it didn't disappear!

Zuo Tong looked up at the gate of another warehouse, and the knife in his hand was clenched even tighter.

right behind her...

The girl quickly turned around and counterattacked, but still failed to hit the opponent. The self in the distance was also doing the same movement, while the bride in red was still standing behind her, and slowly raised her hand, as if to grab Zuo Tong's neck.

Is it really impossible to attack?

Zuo Tong gritted his teeth and ran towards the open door on the other side, staring fixedly at the two figures in front of him. The bride in red seemed to be following her at the same speed, and she seemed completely unable to get rid of her. Lose.

Strangely glued...

No matter how she turns, the bride in red will lean against her back, and at this time the other party's hand is already on her shoulder, and may touch her at any time.

"you are not?"

"Who are you……?"

When the fingertips of the bride in red touched the wedding dress on Zuo Tong's body, its movements suddenly stopped, and an inarticulate voice slowly came from behind Zuo Tong's ear.

Is this asking her?

Is this a trap...Do you want to answer?

Zuo Tong stopped, thinking about how to make a choice.

Of course, her hands were not idle either, she reached to the personal terminal on her left leg without delay and took out a large stack of talismans, more than half of which were evil-suppressing talismans, this firepower was enough to suppress most of the weirdness.

It stands to reason that the guy behind him is no exception.

However, how to stick these evil spirit talismans on its body is a problem.

"It doesn't matter who I am."

The left leg didn't answer its question, looked at the bride in red in the distance, and asked, "What are you following me for?"

There was no timidity in her eyes, and the evil-suppressing talisman in her hand was about to move. If the other party refused to communicate, she would stick the evil-suppressing talisman on the wall of the warehouse, and then leaned against it with her back to see if she could suppress it. in the wall.

If it doesn't work, then she has no choice but to call the owner of the haunted house and ask him to find a bulldozer to shovel up the warehouse and directly escape in a hardcore secret room.

—if the signal is still there.

After hearing Zuo Tong's words, the bride in red turned her head in doubt, her head in the red hijab turned 180°, Zuo Tong was sweating all over her body.

Why is this guy so hellish every time he works?

To be honest, today is the most frightened day since she joined the horror game. The reason why she didn't lose her composure is largely due to the sword in her hand, the talisman and the wedding dress on her body.

These powerful props gave her a lot of confidence, and even cured the original owner's paranormal phobia, and now she wanted to see what this guy wanted to do.

"Aren't you... not going to work...?" The female ghost leaned into her ear and asked leisurely, "You should be... a new employee from the Dark Marriage, right?"

Left pupil: "?"