Horror game: At the beginning, persuade ghost oirans to be good!

Become stronger.

go bad.

Or, perverted.

Lin Xun didn't know which kind Xie Pengfei belonged to.

But the experience of watching so many horror movies told Lin Xun.

Don't cooperate with him!

Don't cooperate with him!

Don't cooperate with him!

So, he chose Lu Ming.

But, for some reason, he didn't believe Lu Ming either.

No reason, just a wonderful hunch.

As the largest builder in City A, Lu Ming is naturally rich.

Moreover, as a self-made businessman, he must have stronger EQ, IQ and adaptability than others.

It stands to reason that he should be a good teammate.

"Let's explore separately first." Lin Xun said.

Lu Ming nodded, didn't say anything, just followed Lin Xun's advice, turned around and ran towards the stairs.

[I smell the PY transaction on both of them! 】

【The upstairs mouth is quite heavy...】

[I didn't expect the player to be scheming, so I paid attention! 】

Lin Xun ignored the barrage, but walked towards the gate of the brothel.

No one noticed that a red wooden board was erected at the door.

On the wooden board, there is a topographic map of the whole brothel.

In the lobby on the first floor, most of the rooms on the map are black, with only a few sporadic rooms lit up.

Except for the guest room on the second floor, there are four golden flowers of spring peach, summer lotus, autumn chrysanthemum, and winter plum. The map of the room is marked with "dangerous".

The third floor is the oiran's room, with the word BOSS written on the room, and the room next to the oiran is used as a warehouse.

On the entire map, only about one-third of the room is bright, and the other third is blacked out. Obviously, it is not searchable yet.

[The rooms marked on the map are searchable rooms, other rooms are temporarily closed]

Lin Xun groped the stairs and walked to the door of Qiu Ju's room.

He stood in front of Qiuju's door, took out the paper hidden in his pocket, put it under his nose and sniffed it.

Sure enough, there was a smell of chrysanthemums on the paper.

Lin Xun couldn't distinguish the scents of peach blossoms, lotus blossoms, and plum blossoms, but he could definitely smell the scent of chrysanthemums.

The aroma of chrysanthemums is very sour and refreshing.

He pushed open the door.

But the moment he pushed open the door, the surrounding scene suddenly changed.

The four golden flowers are the top cards in the brothel, although they are not as high as the oiran, this room can be considered magnificent.

And when Lin Xun pushed open the door for a moment.

He only felt a puff of black smoke drifting in front of his eyes, which made him unable to open his eyes.

An extremely unpleasant fishy smell emanated from the house, as if something was quietly rotting, fermenting, and deteriorating in the house...

He held his nose and walked into the room.

The furnishings in the room are old and dilapidated, the floor is covered with a thick layer of dust, there are several spiders bigger than human hands crawling on the beams, and there is a musty smell in the air...

The moment his feet stepped into the room, the door of the room suddenly closed.

A cold chill suddenly appeared in the back of his head.

It was as if someone was blowing gently behind his back...

A pale to bloodless right hand rested on Lin Xun's shoulder.

The movements were delicate and slight, like snowflakes falling on the shoulders of passers-by.

"How dare you break into my room?"

That voice was full of resentment and resentment.

In the next second, those soft and boneless hands turned into throat-locking claws!

Hold Lin Xun's neck tightly!

An extreme chill spread from Lin Xun's back to his whole body.

Lin Xun endured the pain in his neck.

The owner of those hands obviously didn't pinch with all his strength, the strength was more like a cat playing with its prey.

He rubbed his hands together on his chest.

After rubbing his hands together to warm them up, he covered the hands that were pinching his neck.

That hand was like ice and snow, without any warmth, shriveled and withered, like a tree branch on a dry land.

But Lin Xun didn't let go.

Instead, he kept rubbing and massaging, trying to warm those hands.

Gradually, those hands slowly let go...

A woman emerged from behind her, put her chin on his shoulder, and gently wrapped her hands around Lin Xun's waist.

"Lin Lang, are you finally willing to accept my intention?"

After hearing the woman's words, Lin Xun's hanging heart finally let go.

He turned his head slowly and looked at the woman.

The heart that was originally let go suddenly lifted into the throat...

Women's hair grows well.

Her hair fell down like a black waterfall.

The hair strands are distinct, and each strand is black and shiny, as if soaked in oil.

There is no embellishment on the thick black hair, but the hair quality is even more superior.

Her head of hair is rare in a living person, let alone a dead person.

Soon, Lin Xun knew why women's hair was so good.

Because women have hair on their heads.

And, only the hair...

【Name: Qiuju】

[Remarks: I don't like to go to court]

At this time, a few more bullet screens floated by...

[This ghost has a flat chest, lying on the bed, can he tell the difference between the front and the back? 】

[Curious about what shampoo the female ghost uses, please ask for the shampoo brand! 】

[The player broke into the female ghost's room without permission, and the female ghost didn't kill the player?Raising hair wastes IQ? 】

Lin Xun looked at the barrage and became more and more sure of his thoughts.

This game is essentially a role-playing game.

As long as it doesn't violate the role setting, almost anything is fine.

——In other identities, trespassing in a prostitute's house will probably cause trouble!

But his identity is a down and out poet.

Down and out poets, who have no money and no power, are often welcomed by brothels. Why?

Because of talent and good at teasing girls.

In ancient times, there was Liu Yong, who was a high-ranking VIP in various brothels and brothels. He wrote a lot of lyrics for kabukis, and with his talent, he even became the guest of several oirans.

It doesn't cost money to go to a brothel, and there are several oirans crying and clamoring to support him.

So with his identity card, trespassing into the kabuki's room is not considered a violation of the taboo.

Since we want to act, we naturally have to act emotionally.

Although the character design he got was only a few words, making the character design full, but the bounden duty of a screenwriter!

Next, let's watch Lin Xun's performance!

SHOWTIME! NOW!

Chapter 6 Why don't you participate in the birth of a drama star?

Lin Xun turned his head, and gently pressed his right hand against Qiu Ju's face...on her hair.

His eyes are full of affection, and his true feelings are revealed, as if he has a thousand words to say.

"Today is the first night of the oiran's sale. I think you feel touched, so I come to see you."

Generally, the top cards in brothels will experience the first night of auction.

Qiu Ju, who is now the four golden flowers, would have experienced this too.

Lin Xun used this as an excuse to open Qiu Ju's heart.

Lin Xun could easily grasp these polite words.

It's just that these lines were spoken by actors before.

"Touching the scenery, how come? I entered the brothel voluntarily back then, and on the first day I entered the brothel, I came out to pick up customers."

This……

Are you so dedicated...

Generally speaking, the first day of employment is the easiest to catch fish.

Even if nothing is done on the first day, no one will say anything.

"How is your relationship with the oiran?"

Qiu Ju gritted her teeth and said, "I wish she could die!"

Lin Xun said: "I knew you were happy and touched, so I came to see you."

Qiu Ju laughed and said, "That little girl thinks very highly of herself and has always looked down on us, but no matter how much she looks down on us, won't she be the same as us after today is over?"

"You today are her in the future. Her now is you in the past."

When Qiu Ju heard this, she suddenly fell silent.

She silently released Lin Xun.

Standing in place, like a puppet clay sculpture.

Lin Xun broke free from her arms and shook his hand in front of a pile of hair.

"Not moving? Why?"

Lin Xun's face was full of doubts, while observing in the room.

Finally, he found a piece of paper on the dresser beside the bed.

The dressing table was full of dust, but the piece of paper was as clean as new, as if it had just been put down.

Lin Xun took a closer look and saw two lines of big characters written on the paper.