Horror Game: Inheriting Trillions of Ghost Money from Ancestors

"The ghost energy disappeared?"

"That means we can't see what happened in the past through this time travel machine?"

Chen Xun said.

Ying's affirmative voice came:

"Yes."

"The time travel machine is driven by ghost energy. If there is no ghost energy, it is no different from an iron box."

This reminded Chen Xun of Quinn's bird cage.

The system also prompted that there was no ghost energy.

But after feeding the bird cage with tens of thousands of ghost money, the bird cage resumed its function.

Thinking of this, Chen Xun immediately took out a stack of ghost money and put it on the time travel machine.

In an instant, the ghost money turned into ashes.

Then a ball of black air floated out and was absorbed by the time travel machine.

A trace of ghost energy suddenly emerged from the time travel machine.

"I forgot that you have money." Ying said embarrassedly.

"If there is no ghost money, you can actually use your own ghost energy to drive it."

"But this time travel machine consumes a lot of energy to go back, and it is very likely to drain you dry."

"Now just press the red button on the iron box to start going back in time."

Ying's voice sounded in Chen Xun's mind.

But Chen Xun didn't plan to use his own ghost energy.

If you can use money to solve things, try to use money.

When Tang Fang saw Chen Xun taking the money, her throat rolled up and down, and her two big eyes blinked.

This school director is so rich.

Ghost money is extremely rare in the horror world.

Generally speaking, things that can be driven by one's own ghost energy will not use ghost money.

But the other party chose to invest money directly...

The assets behind it are probably very terrifying.

Then, Chen Xun came to the time travel machine according to Ying's instructions and pressed the red button.

Suddenly, a ghost energy swept up.

Then the whole scene changed.

Not in the dance studio, but in a classroom.

The classroom was still dark.

It was at this time that a "bang" sounded.

A spotlight suddenly shone in the corner of the classroom.

There, a little boy sat quietly.

On the little boy's desk, there was a painting.

It seemed to be a family of three.

But Chen Xun didn't know why the kid just sat there quietly.

The whole time went back, a bit like a stage play.

"Is this what the murderer looked like when he was a child?"

"Is it because other children don't want to play with him, so he stays in the corner?"

Chen Xun had a guess in his heart.

Being lonely and isolated in childhood often makes people have a distorted heart.

At this time, Chen Xun also noticed Tang Fang's eyes on the side.

Tang Fang's eyes had a strange look.

It seemed that he knew the little boy sitting in the corner.

"A Tu, why are you here alone?"

"Why don't you go play with others?"

Just at this moment, another spotlight came on, and a little girl suddenly walked into the classroom.

The little girl held two apples in her hand and handed one to the little boy sitting in the corner.

A Tu then raised his head and looked at the girl in front of him. After a long silence, he said timidly.

"Thank you, Xiao Han."

"Thank you for still playing with me."

The little girl smiled innocently and said:

"A Tu, what are you talking about?"

"We are all good friends, right?"

"Good... friends?" The little boy whispered.

It seems that this little boy is not isolated.

At least he still has friends.

Chen Xun thought in his heart.

If this is really the murderer.

Then what caused his personality to change and even kill people?

Chen Xun could see from the words in the bathroom that the murderer seemed to be very resentful of the world.

And there is a perverted distortion in his heart.

"Hey, isn't this bastard dirt?"

"Ah, there are people who are willing to play with a bastard like you!"

At this time, another spotlight came on.

Several students who were taller than the little boy appeared in front of the little boy's desk.

They looked at the painting on the little boy's desk and picked it up, sneering:

"Hey, a family of three."

"How can you, a bastard without a father, draw such a picture?"

As they said, these students picked up the little boy's painting, tore it into pieces, threw it on the ground and kept stepping on it with their feet.

"A freak and bastard like you who can't grow up should not be born."

"And your mother is also a stinky bitch! "

The little boy widened his eyes and wanted to snatch back the paintings.

But the paintings had already been trampled beyond recognition by the older kids.

"You've gone too far."

"You should apologize to A Tu!"

At this moment, Xiao Han stood up and stared at the kids who were taller than them.

"Apologize? You're not a good guy if you play with this bastard."

The taller students sneered and pushed Xiao Han.

"Bang~"

Xiao Han fell to the ground, and even hit his forehead on the floor, with a trickle of blood flowing out.

When the taller boys saw this, their faces suddenly changed.

Then they left the classroom in panic.

"Xiao Han!"

The little boy went over and helped Xiao Han up.

But at this moment, the lights dimmed and the scene returned to the dance studio.

"It's over? "

Chen Xun frowned.

"Boss, the time-travel machine has run out of ghost energy again." Ying's voice came.

At this time, Chen Xun took out another stack of ghost money.

The ghost money turned into ghost energy and was absorbed by the time-travel machine.

The scene changed again.

It was still in the classroom.

A Tu was holding an apple in his hand.

It was the one Xiao Han gave him.

But the surface of this apple was wrinkled and even rotten.

It seemed that a few days had passed.

"Freak, don't think about it, Xiao Han has transferred to another school."

"From today on, no one will play with you."

The tall boys appeared in front of A Tu.

Then, they snatched the apple from A Tu's hand and threw it out of the window.

However, this time A Tu did not react at all, but just kept his head down.

"Hmph, useless coward! "

Seeing Ah Tu's look, the tall boys also felt bored and left.

Finally, the lights went out.

"No more ghosts?"

Chen Xun wondered.

This stack of ghost money took less time to play than the previous stack.

"Boss, it has been traced back." Ying's voice came.

Chen Xun was silent for a while, and then he came to a conclusion in his mind.

It seems that after the little girl left and transferred to another school, the little boy turned evil.

Finally, he became a murderer.

Is this the process of the murderer's inner transformation?

But now Chen Xun has gained a very important clue.

He knows what this murderer looks like.

Finally, Chen Xun glanced at Tang Fang on the side and said:

"Okay, I'm leaving, don't follow me."

He doesn't want to have such a ghost around him at any time.

Although this ghost does look good.

"Yes, Mr. Director. "Tang Fang said.

Chen Xun walked out of the dance studio.

Chen Xun has already obtained the main clues that can be obtained.

The only thing left is to catch this murderer.