Chapter 297 The Horror Building(1/2)
It was getting late, and the night was the time when the yin energy was the heaviest, and it was also the most dangerous time for a copy of a ghost.
The man wearing glasses took a look at the time and left without any intention of inviting the teenager to be with him.
The man did not put his vigilance on the teenager. If the teenager is really related to the clues of the copy, it may not be safe to act with him.
After the man wearing glasses left, a man wearing a T-shirt next to him came over and stretched out his hand to the teenager friendly, "Hello, my name is Zhao Xu, where are you?"
The boy looked at the big hand in front of him and did not reach out to hold it back. Instead, he shook his head blankly, "I don't remember what my name is."
The man in the T-shirt was not far away, so he naturally heard the conversation between the man and the boy, and it was not surprising to this answer.
The man in T-shirt didn't want the boy to reach out. He stared at the boy's face and tried to make his smile friendly. "It's very dangerous for a copy alone. Do you want to go together?"
The boy hesitated a little, "Is that OK?"
The man's Adam's apple moved slightly, and the smile on his face became even brighter. "Of course."
The corners of the boy's eyes bent slightly, and he showed a somewhat shy smile, "Thank you."
Seeing this, the audience in the live broadcast room didn't care about discussing what had happened before, and eagerly sent barrage reminders.
[Don't believe him, wife! This man is not a good thing at first glance! He must be making some bad ideas!]
[Ahhhh! The beast is far away from my wife! Otherwise I will curse you as the first to die!!!]
【It's over, my wife really left with him, my wife doesn't want it.】
The boy probably remembers nothing, no longer vigilant against others, and does not know how unsafe he looks.
Even when the T-shirt man took him to a remote place, he did not realize that he was in danger.
The boy followed the T-shirt man indifferently and simply, looking around while walking. Suddenly his gaze paused, and then spoke with uncertainty.
"It seems that there is someone over there."
The man in the T-shirt subconsciously looked in the direction the boy said, and only saw a shadow flashing quickly.
The man in the T-shirt glanced at the delicate-looking boy and finally chased him quickly in the direction the boy said.
For some reason, except for the residents who stayed at home, the other parts of the community were empty, just like the residents in the community were not out.
They tried knocking on the door after entering the dungeon, but the residents inside were very indifferent, either ignoring them or asking them to leave directly.
If someone really appears, it is definitely very important, maybe it is related to the clues of the copy.
The most important thing now is to find clues to the dungeon and find a way to pass the level. As for the young man, he has the chance to start.
However, what the T-shirt man didn't expect was that he had no chance. Before he could see clearly after running over, a pain came from his neck, and then the world in front of him was dyed red with red.
It was blood, the blood that flowed out of his neck.
The man in the T-shirt did not see any figure clearly, but could clearly see his body falling down, at a twisted and inverted angle.
His head fell off.
The man's head in the T-shirt fell down like garbage, and rolled on the ground for a few times. The man was so fast that he had not had time to die.
The last scene that came into the man's eyes was... the boy's face chuckled at him.
If the man in the T-shirt looks back when he runs over, he will find that the boy said that someone has not chased him, but instead stood there, looking at him chasing him with a slightly bent corner of his eyes.
The location where he stood was invisible at the corner over there. If the man with the T-shirt had not rolled out, he would not have been able to see him.
In other words, the boy stood in an absolutely safe position, a position that was completely invisible to the ghost.
The boy looked at the blood spreading on the ground and tilted his head innocently. A trace of pleasure flashed in his beautiful eyes, and then turned around and left gracefully.
No one discovered this scene, and no one even knew that any player had died.
And this is just the first day of entering the dungeon.
The man in the T-shirt died indecipherable, but the audience in the live broadcast room could see it clearly.
I also saw that the figure was not a figure, but a ghost.
That's a ghost.
【No, ah, ah, ah, I feel like I can't turn my mind. Is it a coincidence? It must be a coincidence? How could my wife deliberately send someone to death?】
[Stop talking, I also feel that my CPU is about to burn. I was worried that my wife would be bullied in the last second, but the next second my wife sent someone to see a ghost.]
[My wife is so bad, how could he be so bad? He killed the person without giving him a chance, but I still think that his bad wife is so handsome.]
After the boy left, he walked in a certain direction. The slender and thin figure was filled with a hint of impatientness, and his whole body was filled with uncontrollable excitement and joy.
It seemed as if he was very happy at the moment.
The direction the boy was walking in the basement in a remote corner.
The entrance to the basement is on the corner, and basically no one will go there, but street lights are still installed, making the dark corridors extremely bright.
The boy stopped when he walked to the stairs in the basement and sorted out his clothes. The excitement and pleasure in his eyes had long disappeared, and he had a pure and innocent expression at this time.
The boy took out his cell phone and turned on the camera and looked at him. After confirming that there was no problem, he stepped onto the stairs in the basement.
The stairs in the basement were not particularly long. The boy soon reached the end and arrived at the entrance of the basement.
The basement door is not locked and looks like it can be pushed open easily.
The boy suppressed his eagerness and tried to push the door open.
Can't push it open.
Even without moving.
Sure enough, it couldn't be pushed open. The boy's eyes darkened. He stretched out his hand and pressed it, and a black barrier appeared.
The black barrier wrapped the entire basement, forming an independent space where people inside could not get out and people outside could not get in.
No, it should be said that only humans can enter and exit freely.
True humans.
The boy turned around without hesitation and left the basement directly.
......
This time there were ten players coming in, and there were ten buildings in Mingya Building, which can be said to be exactly one person checked one.
However, most players do not choose to check separately. It is very dangerous to leave a single copy of a ghost. Players would rather check two buildings together, than check one building one by one to save time.
Although the mortality rate on the first day of entering the copy is very low, it is still possible to accidentally trigger the death condition, so it is better to be careful.
But there are always players who don’t like to walk with others, and men wearing headphones are one of them.
The man went to Building D of Mingya Building, which is the corner of the rectangle composed of the building, and is the closest place to the basement.
The man observed it carefully along the way and even walked around the corner.
The man always feels that the structure of this Mingya Building makes him feel a little uncomfortable, but he can't tell where he feels uncomfortable.
Just as the man wearing headphones was about to go upstairs, his gaze suddenly stopped and he looked straight in the direction of the corner. A familiar figure appeared at the corner.
It's the player sitting next to the flower bed.
The boy looked like a banished immortal who had entered the world. Almost no one could not be attracted by him. Just sitting next to the flower bed attracted everyone's attention.
It’s just because they are so beautiful and clean, and they are protected by big players, so the other players dare not go up and chat with each other directly.
But it seems that they were wrong. This beautiful player does not seem to be protected by the big guy.
The man stopped and stood there and looked at the boy.
The boy seemed to be lost, and some of him could not find the direction. He was looking around hesitantly, not knowing where to go.
At this time, the boy also noticed him. The boy looked at him carefully for a few glances, finally walked towards him, and then spoke timidly to him.
"That, can I go with you?"
The boy was so beautiful that he couldn't refuse any request from him. A flash of light flashed in the eyes of the man wearing headphones, "Yes."
The boy breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this and showed a bright smile to the man, which was so bright that it was dazed, "Thank you."
The two of them walked together, looking for clues together, and their directions became more and more biased, intentionally or unintentionally.
That was the result of men's dominance, and the teenager didn't seem to find this.
However, as the man walked, his steps suddenly slowed down.
Something is wrong, something is not right.
The number of barrage in his live broadcast room is too small.
The appearance of a teenager is really rare. No one can resist saying that he is beautiful when he sees a teenager. This kind of praise must have nothing to do with the copy, and it is generally not blocked by the live broadcast room.
But now he couldn't see any praise, and the barrage was even pitiful, as if the audience's words were blocked by the live broadcast room.
Under what circumstances will you encounter a player who is extremely beautiful and block the barrage sent by the audience?
Only when this player...is there is a problem.
However, it was too late for the man to realize this, and his heart was pierced by a branch.
The man lowered his head in disbelief, looked at the branches that pierced his heart, and finally slowly fell to the ground, blood spreading along the wound, dyeing the ground red.
To be continued...