Horror Game: How to win the sickly system

Fang Wen knew who was coming without looking - the sound of the "iron" heel of the rubber boots made of fake leather hitting the ground due to excessive wear and tear.The voice was so unique that even Hei Sigui couldn't help complaining.

So when Yang Zhixin said that he was a veteran that day, Fang Wen didn't believe it. It is impossible for a soldier to participate in this battle royale wearing such a swaggering "you come and fuck me, evil spirit".

But the one who came here may not be the real "Yang Zhixin".

It's a lot more scary stuff.

"Al, let me ask you. In your world, there must be some kind of summoning ceremony about evil gods. Am I right?"

Fang Wen asked the girl who appeared beside her, her body was covered with blood.

The toilet ghost was in a daze: "You mean, that thing you made just now?"

"Correct!"

"Oh, this one."

The toilet ghost made a confident expression, and then said, "I don't know."

"Pfft!" Fang Wen spat out a mouthful of old blood, he felt that the speechlessness in his heart could extend to the other side of the Atlantic Ocean.

"However... because I am also considered a ghost, if a human being wants to summon me and uses a ragged coat as a medium, I am not willing to accept it."

The toilet ghost pointed to the traces of the magic circle left in front of Fang Wen.

Fang Wen nodded, approving in his heart, the medium he had just now could indeed only summon this immature baby ghost.

Fang Wen then asked: "You mean, I have to use the things that those high-level evil spirits are satisfied with as sacrifices?"

The toilet ghost nodded frantically.

"Then if I call you, what gift do you want?"

"I...of course it is a clean, white and flawless super luxurious king-level space toilet."

That's right, this girl is a super clean freak.

"It's really different from ghosts."

Fang Wen Fu's forehead.

"However, it can be regarded as giving me a little clue."

Hearing the approaching footsteps, Fang Wen gritted his teeth, took out the eyebrow knife that was still dripping blood, and handed it to the toilet ghost.

"Have you ever killed someone, El?"

The toilet ghost nodded, then shook his head frantically, his eyes full of horror.

"I didn't ask you to kill me, what do you want?"

The toilet ghost was stunned for a moment, and then explained: "No, what I mean is, even if I eat you now, I can't beat those two outside."

? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

Fang Wen spurted out another mouthful of old blood,

Sure enough, you can't use normal people's thinking to think about ghosts.

There is a truth in my own world - a woman's heart is a needle in the sea.In the previous life, Fang Wen talked about a sick girlfriend. Naturally, he is well versed in the peerless truth contained in these six words. , good natured.”

What's more, the person in front of me is not only a woman, but also a f*cking female ghost with a dazed mind.

"I can only fight." Fang Wen clenched his teeth.

"Don't waste time, use the knife in your hand to peel off a piece of skin from my back, don't move the blood vessels, the movement must...ah~"

Before Fang Wen could finish speaking, the toilet ghost quickly pierced Fang Wen's skin with an eyebrow knife, and then slid up and down. In less than five seconds, a large piece of bloody intact human skin was removed by her and pinched in her hand.

This is the innate ability of ghosts, in other words, it is a unique skill.

The wound was neither deep nor shallow, and had just touched flesh and blood, but when the wind blew, the cold acupuncture sensation spread all over Fang Wen's body, and the nervous system forced him to bend down, and the acupuncture sensation was slightly relieved.

Seeing that Fang Wen was in terrible pain, the toilet ghost hurriedly whispered, "I...I will help you relieve the pain,"

"Quick, quick!"

She pouted her pink mouth, and blew out a mouthful of black and red gas, which scattered on Fang Wen's back.

The pain disappeared instantly.

Fang Wen stood up straight with the support of the toilet ghost, and he had completely lost feeling in his back, otherwise he would have passed out from the pain after this movement.

Fang Wen didn't stop when he felt a large amount of liquid flowing down his back.

The footsteps are getting closer!

He spread his A4-sized piece of skin on the ground, wiped the wound on his back with his fingers, and quickly followed the summoning picture in his mind.

The painting was finished soon, and the moment the magic circle lit up, Fang Wen only felt that the strength in his body was taken away by an inexplicable force, and the body that was squatting on the ground immediately fell to the ground without support.

Squatting by the wall with the support of the toilet ghost, his vision blurred for a while. Fang Wen forced his eyelids up. After his vision became clear, the summoning circle had faded away, and he saw a tall and burly figure standing in front of Fang Wen, facing the moment Yang Zhixin, who had already pushed open the door, was holding a fork.

"Fuck! Goat man."

Fang Wen looked at his summoned creature and exclaimed.

Nearly two meters tall, the rough muscles like a catfish spread all over the body, the two horns are wild and straight to the ceiling above the head, the wild breath is majestic from the nostrils, and its eye sockets exude a compelling blood color, and it is dying at this moment He stared at the figure standing in front of the door.

Fang Wen felt that the temperature of the air began to rise, and the boiling fighting spirit floated in this small space. .

[Goatman: Originated from urban legend, the top killer hiding deep in the woods is a nightmare that many wild explorers will never get rid of.

Grade: e

Attack: Mainly physical attack, weaker mental attack.

Controls: Fair. 】

Seeing "Yang Zhixin"'s somewhat surprised expression, Fang Wen suddenly felt relieved, and a sense of revenge came straight to his heart.

Just now, he looked like a cat catching mice, deliberately kicking the floor when he walked, bah!Who are you scaring?Now brother has a goat man, are you scared silly?

"Brother Yang, fuck him!"

Fang Wen said loudly, and at the same time tilted his head and blinked at the toilet ghost with the same sluggish expression, the shivering energy made the toilet ghost shiver.

The goat man did not immediately execute Fang Wen's orders like the little ghost head, but first turned his face and glanced at Fang Wen who was trembling. Two streams of thick smoke spewed out from its mammoth-like nostrils, covering his face. provocative disdain.

[Ding: Your summoned creature seems to be a bit displeased with you. 】

Fang Wen's smile disappeared instantly, and he scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Help... help."

The goat man snorted coldly, turned his head, and looked at Yang Zhixin in front of him with a pair of gorilla eyes. He was full of fighting spirit, his muscles swelled instantly, and his fists were clenched tightly, making a terrifying click.

At the same time, Yang Zhixin was not to be outdone, the fork in his hand glowed red, and along with the stretching of the whole body, bursts of sound like steel tearing exploded from every joint.