Horror Game: Crazy Boss Slashing At The Beginning

When the people of the Zhou Mansion received the news and rushed to the kitchen, what they saw was such a scene of clean pots and bowls.

Everyone in the Zhou Mansion: "..."

The butler, Uncle Wang, dragged Zhou Yufeng aside mysteriously, and said in a low voice, "Xiaofeng, are those things coming again?"

Zhou Yufeng has no father or mother. Uncle Wang has watched Zhou Yufeng grow up since he was a child. He is like Zhou Yufeng's relatives.

Therefore, he also knew that Zhou Yufeng's eyes could see ghosts.

At this time, there were no traces of the players in the kitchen, only Fu Yan was left standing next to them, eavesdropping on their private conversations openly and aboveboard.

Zhou Yufeng glanced at Fu Yan indiscriminately, then nodded to Uncle Wang.

"Ah...then...are they leaving now?" Uncle Wang looked around, as if to check if there was anything strange around him.

At this moment, Fu Yan leaned in front of Uncle Wang, tilting his head and staring at him.

Zhou Yufeng took Uncle Wang's hand and took two steps to the side, and said calmly, "Let's go."

It's not that he doesn't trust Uncle Wang, he just doesn't want Uncle Wang to be frightened by that guy.

Hearing what Zhou Yufeng said, Uncle Wang breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a low voice, "That's good, that's good, why is this thing so fierce..."

Uncle Wang's thoughts did not escape Fu Yan's ears.

He stood beside Uncle Wang, pointed at the back of Uncle Wang's head, and said to Zhou Yufeng: "This old fellow speaks ill of me."

Zhou Yufeng: "..."

After Uncle Wang finished talking, he seemed to think of something suddenly, and leaned into Zhou Yufeng's ear, and said softly: "Those things... I don't know if you can..."

Uncle Wang didn't say anything explicitly, but only made a gesture of 'look'.

But before Zhou Yufeng could answer, Fu Yan quietly answered from the side: "I already know it!"

Zhou Yufeng: "..."

Depend on!

Come come come let me give you the place, you say it!

In order not to worry Uncle Wang, Zhou Yufeng finally shook her head decisively.

Then I got a comment from Fu Yan, "This kid is really dishonest".

Zhou Yufeng: "..."

The speechlessness of his life is useless today.

After Fu Yan's precepts and deeds in the morning, the current players are not avoiding others at all.

Majesticly wearing it back and forth on the bodies of everyone in the Zhou Mansion.

If you lack anything, just slip the door and pick the lock and go in to get it.

One player even took the presbyopia on Uncle Wang's nose.

"The uncle next door to me broke his reading glasses in the last dungeon. I think there are hundreds of them in the points mall. This one is ready-made, so I just took it back and gave it to him."

"Hey, don't tell me, I saw a dress in the room just now, it's so beautiful, I'm still thinking about whether to take it back as a gift to my girlfriend."

"Take it! Why are you polite! We are all on our own, so take it."

Liu Yang, who was standing by the side, said weakly: "This...isn't it good..."

The player beside him patted his arm, and said earnestly: "Did you agree to it when the game pulled you?"

Liu Yang shook his head.

The player pointed to the coffin in the mourning hall again, "Did you ask your opinion when it killed you?"

Liu Yang continued to shake his head.

Player: "Did the npc care about your feelings when they slaughtered your relatives and friends?"

Liu Yang continued to shake his head with red eyes.

"So why do you have to reason with bandits? If you treat them as human beings, then you are really not human. To tell you the truth, my father was killed by the npc in the dungeon just to protect me, so I told this group of npc We can't live together!"

"Do you think we only took one thing! No! This is the first step in our brave struggle against the darkness!"

Liu Yang was so excited by what he said, he clenched his fists tightly, "That's right! Even if I die today, I will take their stuff before I die! This is not stealing, this is fighting for justice!"

"Ah? What? Die? Then I have to show off two more bowls of rice!" The player ran towards the kitchen with small steps after speaking.

Liu Yang was still full of enthusiasm at this time.

At this time, another player came over and patted Liu Yang on the shoulder.

Liu Yang clenched his fists and nodded vigorously, "Needless to say, I understand everything! Everything goes without saying! Fight for justice!"

"Uh... I just want to tell you, don't listen to Lao Wang's nonsense, he told people last time that both his parents died!"

"what?!"

When Fu Yan returned to the mourning hall again, he saw that the mourning hall was full of large and small packages.

There are also two players among them, who are dumping large items such as tables, chairs and benches into the mourning hall.

When they saw Fu Yan coming in, they greeted Fu Yan very eagerly.

This is their mentor!

Fu Yan originally wanted to tell them that these things cannot bring out copies.

But after thinking about it, they might be making funeral arrangements for themselves, so they didn't say anything more.

Fu Yan walked into the mourning hall, wanting to observe the state of the corpses.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw a big man with a big arm and a round waist squatting in his coffin with all his strength. When he saw him coming, he greeted him very warmly.

Fu Yan walked over to have a look.

Ah!

Good guy, this buddy is actually sewing his belly with a needle and thread.

Not only his, but even the stomachs of the other corpses were sewn up by him.

The needles are so delicate that it would be a pity not to use them to prick Ziwei.

Fu Yan: "Are you going to resurrect yourself like this?"

The big man nodded, then shook his head again, "The main reason is that after being resurrected, you still have your stomach open, it doesn't look good!"

The thoughtful player next to him immediately picked up the key point of Fu Yan's words, "Is there any good way, big brother?"

Fu Yan didn't know how he got the name 'big brother'.

But since they sincerely called him 'big brother', he would use them for experiments.

Fu Yan put both hands on the edge of the coffin, and said calmly: "I think the way to revive is not on the corpse, but on the people of the Zhou Mansion."

"You mean the people in the Zhou Mansion know how to resurrect? But they can't see us!"

Fu Yan didn't know what to think, so he snorted and said with a half-smile: "They can't see you, so it's more convenient for you to listen to the corner."

"Everyone made such a big fuss in the kitchen this morning, and now the ghosts in the mansion must be spread all over the place."

"Go out now, and when you meet those people who are gathered in twos and threes, just lie on their lips and listen. You will definitely hear something related to haunting."

"There are too many chatterers, and there may be directional clues in any sentence."

As soon as everyone heard that it made sense, they were about to go out to find someone to listen to the corner, when Liu Yang asked weakly: "What if they don't say anything?"

Fu Yan: "Then scare them!"