Setting forty-nine: supernatural research community (two)

"Hey--"

A shout called back the soul of Shan Ziwei, and the girls stood at the gate and looked over for unknown reasons.

Shan Wei's legs almost sat down on the grass with a soft leg. His body seemed to be filled with liquid ammonia, and his teeth were frozen and he could not speak.

——It's terrible. Just one glance made his block sp (fear) drop by 24%!

Although Shan Ziwei didn't say anything, his expression expresses everything well. At the same time, the expressions of all the girls changed, and Pearl and Simi didn't dare to lift their heads. Rose's blood bit her lip. She hesitated for a moment, still holding her head firmly, looking at the second floor of the ancient house.

The window on the second floor of the ancient house was partially covered by torn curtains, and there was a dim gap between the curtains. The "thing" that Shan Ziwei saw was no longer there.

Rose's blood calmly sighed and began to appease the surrounding girls, "Don't be afraid, nothing."

She paused for a moment and added: "But we still have to be mentally prepared."

Everyone knows what psychological preparations are made, Ye He timidly pulls the corner of the paper iris, the paper iris looks rigid, and yells at Shan Wei Wei: "None of us have entered the haunted house! Is that so! You are still not a man! "

Shan Wei is suffering, he is really not so timid, but playing horror games and being immersed across a layer of screen is not a concept at all. Please give him a little time to adapt to this keyboard party. Moreover, the thing seemed to have a layer of fear aura, poking him out of the box sp, just want to pull his leg to leave the ghost place.

"Step aside."

The host's deep voice interspersed, and Shan Ziwei subconsciously took a step to the side, only to find that the host's sentence didn't seem to tell him. The dark-haired young man stood on the front left side of him, facing the door blocked by the girls. His tone was not friendly or unfriendly. With such a sentence, it was a bit impersonal.

"you……"

Rose Blood stopped the paper iris to say something, and smiled at the host: "Also, at this time, the boys should take the lead."

The girls really gave way to it, and the host didn't talk nonsense, and strode forward. As the only boy present, Shan Ziwei also dared to follow the host behind him. He looked at the nagging, only feeling that the relationship between the boys and girls was more rigid.

The two came to the front door of Manda's ancient house, and the lock was rusty. They had to be hung on the door, and they had long lost the effect of locking the door. Anyone just pushes the door without giving the time for Shan Ziwei and others to prepare psychologically.

"Squeak-yeah-"

The old wooden door made an overwhelming noise, which hurt the eardrums. As soon as the door opened, a gloomy, decaying breath poured out of the door. It was obviously summer, but it gave birth to a goosebump.

The girls rubbed together and made a small clatter, and the girls were restless. Shan Ziwei stood at the door, only feeling as if he was standing at the entrance to hell. Opposite him was a darkness. Although the light was shining in from behind, it was only a small piece that enveloped the door like a bondage, and could not see the situation inside the room at all.

At the bottom of Shan Ziwei's heart, there was a strong "willingness to leave", which was the most instinctual response of a person to an unknown and dangerous thing. He couldn't help but glanced at the host around him, but made a splash, then turned his head again, just to see the dark-haired young man stepping into the dark back.

Shan Ziwei: ... = mouth =! !! !!

Brother, dude, don't you have any fear? !!

Shan Ziwei can feel the depressing mood of the game system. This horrible atmosphere has finally been created. It is like a wink to the blind in front of the host, and even a splash has not risen. Thanks to the host's unsteady attitude that Taishan collapsed, Shan Ziwei's uneasiness was greatly reduced. He settled down and stepped into the ancient Manda house without hesitation.

As soon as he entered the door, Shan Ziwei felt that the surrounding area had dropped a hue. The outside was already very dark, and the inside of the house was even more obscure. This bleached color is not only due to insufficient lighting, but also because of the ubiquitous dust and dirt, which makes this old house emit a rotten, corrupt smell everywhere.

"Well ... so dark!"

The girl in the rear followed, Similu opened her eyes wide and looked around. The pearl around her was a little clean, and she was covering her mouth and nose with her hand and said, "It's so dirty ... I want to play in such a dirty place. The game 'why ... if it was clean ...'

"Well."

Although the sound on the lintel was small, a thunder exploded in everyone's ears. At this time, everything was powerfully lethal to them. Everyone turned back neatly, watching the door close without anyone touching it.

Hyacinth pushed the door, his voice was a bit unstable: "Can't open ..."

Her voice stopped abruptly, but not because she was frightened by being locked in, but rather surprised by the new surroundings. The place where they stood was originally a dirty mess, and moldy shoes were piled up in a mess, and there were disturbing scratches on the side of the shoe cabinet. And the closing of the door just now is like a signal. Everyone from the light to the dark loses their ability to see things. When they look again, everything changes-they are intact. Shoe cabinets with European-style patterns stand intact on the side of the porch. The shoes are neatly coded on it, not just the porch. The living room diagonally opposite them is also brand new, like a magic sofa that has been reflected back to light. It's so shiny that it can reflect people.

Compared with the dirty and messy before, the house in front of you is full of approachable warmth, but everyone's heart is more dangling: too warm, untimely and unrealistic. In addition to blocking the light, the just-closed door seemed to cut off something—for example, the connection with the normal world—as if the door was closed, they were locked into a strange world.

It seems that the players have not been stimulated enough, and they have a rapid percussion above their heads.

"咚咚咚 咚咚咚 —— 咚咚咚 咚咚咚 ——"

It sounds like there are children running upstairs. The sound is dull. It doesn't seem to get into people's ears, but like to step on people's hearts. Shan Ziwei's heartbeat was fastened uncontrollably. He was very panicked, and his hands and feet were paralyzed. The host in front of him looked upstairs, his black-covered eyes leaked, his eyes seemed sharp enough to pierce the floor to see the truth.

——I heard footsteps in an empty haunted house, what would you do?

Shan Zi Wei watched the host like an off-string arrow, chasing forward with his voice. Shan Ziwei also immediately caught up with him. He took a few steps to reflect what he was doing, and all the tastes came to his heart for a while. No matter what his sense of the host was, his subconscious seemed to trust the other side very much. Are all correct.

Shan Wei followed the host through the living room, ran across the corridor, and stepped on an upward staircase. He also understood the behavior of the host at this time. Their current role is to act as a death club ... Ah, no, the members of the supernatural research community can only let the wrong thing happen and not let it go!

The black-haired and white-haired youths reached the second floor one after the other. They stood at the entrance of the stairs, opposite the shadow-shaded corridor. A pale shadow stood in the darkest place, and Shan Ziwei's brain stunned: then, that's ...!

The footsteps of girls came from behind. People who can become senior players will not be stupid, and they will quickly understand what to do. As soon as Similu and Pearl stepped on the second floor, they looked up and saw Bai Ying. The two girls immediately hugged and screamed.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!)

Bai Ying seemed to be disturbed by the scream and gradually turned around. Shan Ziwei's breathing became heavy, and he knew it was bad for the heart, but his eyes couldn't be turned away at all.

The first purpose was a stiff face. Wei Dan mentioned all the words in his throat and found out that it was a pale Nolan mask, a bland eyebrow, and blood-red lips. Just staring would feel like a curse. Already.

Shan Ziwei heard the choking sound from the rear who did not know who was sobbing, and he was deterred. I saw that the white shadow body wearing the Noh mask was folded to 90 degrees-really can only be described as "folded" rather than "bent". The stiff posture almost made others hear the spine break. sound.

"Boom."

In fact, the sound of a hard object falling to the ground, Bai Ying "folded in half" and disappeared, leaving only the unknown face. Shan Ziwei breathed a few breaths freely, feeling that the blood was all over his head, and his brain was sore. In this slight vertigo, an inexplicable thought surfaced.

-"It" is probably bowing to them ...?

It's like welcoming them. Shanzi Wei felt sadly that this is just the beginning, and 1/3 of the square sp (fear) has already been consumed by this beginning.

[Setting 3: You explored the ancient house and found the right place and props for the game. (01:00:00)]

A new setting popped up in the system settings bar, which drew the attention of all players. Qiang Qiang's blood raised her spirit and called for everyone: "We just ran from the first floor to the second floor and passed the living room, dining room, and corridor. The living room and dining room are one. There are five doors in the corridor leading to five rooms. . We happen to be even numbers. It's most efficient to explore in pairs. "

With Rose's blood methodically arranged, others also calmed down.

"Two doors opened a little, one was the kitchen and the other seemed to be the bedroom." Ye He added, she was more careful. "The bedroom is on the left side of the stairs, and the kitchen is next to the dining room."

Rose Blood nodded approvingly, "Then there is only one problem ..." She took out the previous campaign leaflet and read: "Mirror ghost, hide and seek, touch the wall, pen fairy ... Has anyone of you heard of these games? Do you have any props for these games? "

Girls, you look at me, I look at you, expressing indiscretion that I don't know.

"I don't know. I haven't heard any of these amazing games."

"If it's a" ghoul ", I will, and there's" gwangin. "

"Hey you played Guangyin? What did you see in the light ..."

Shan Ziwei was taken aback. He has heard all these strange games. Would girls who are more interested in them?

Seeing that it was going to become a seminar on spiritual games, Rose Blood looked at the most encyclopedic hyacinth in their team, and forcibly inserted the words: "Hyacinth, don't you know?"

"Um." Hyacinth uncomfortably shoved his glasses. "These seem to be the spirit games popular 200 years ago."

Well, Shan Ziwei finally knows why the girls are okay: The time of this chessboard is set in 2016. If not for the purpose of studying, how would people in the 83 years of the earth understand the amazing games of that era?

Unexpectedly, old age is also an advantage. Mr. Wei, a 233-year-old man, cleared his throat and said, "I know."

A group of girls came over in surprise, and Shan Wei was slightly nervous. He quickly said, "'Mirror ghost' requires a house with a big mirror, 'hide and seek' requires a black cat, and 'touch the wall' requires a closed room. Empty house, 'pen fairy' needs paper and pen. "

"You're so good!" Similu rushed to Shan Ziwei in wonder. "Do you really like psychic games?"

A flower idiot kept his distance without a trace and responded vaguely: "Huh, um ..."

"Pearl likes it too, or you and her team can communicate with each other ~" Simi Lulu turned to the handsome side of the host, the little blushed, don't try to be very cute, "I'll be with you Come on! "

This proposal is in the middle of the list of Wei Xiahuai, so that he can not get along with dark history. As soon as a flower idiot wanted to promise, he saw the host staring at him expressionlessly. The look was not different from the previous one, but he didn't know why he was surprised by Shan Wei. stand up.

At this time, Rose Blood spoke.

"If you want to explore this house, acquaintances are the best. After all, this is a chessboard with a difficulty level of l5. It is very likely that each other will use the relationship to set cards. Acquaintances are better to cooperate."

With a disappointment, Similu said, and was pulled back by the blushing pearl. Rose Blood continued the arrangement just interrupted: "Big mirror, black cat, pen and paper, empty house. This is what we are currently looking for. In addition, we should also pay attention to objects such as keys and switches. According to my experience, those that have not been turned on Doors are usually locked and require a key or opportunity to open. "

"As I said before, one group explores a place. Since the living room and dining room are together, we can explore the living room and restaurant, the kitchen, and the bedroom."

One group explores the living room and restaurant, one group explores the kitchen, one group explores the bedroom ... and they obviously have eight people, and they should be divided into four groups of one boy and three girls to explore 4 places.

Was it really excluded ... In fact, in the discussion just now, the mysterious garden created an atmosphere that boys could not insert. Although Rose Blood seemed to speak to everyone, her eyes only flowed from girl to girl. Shan Zi Wei Gang thought about this, and saw Qiang Blood facing him and the host for the first time, and smiled impeccably.

"As for the second floor ... please ask your boys." 2k novel reading network