Horror Game: How to win the sickly system

Fang Wen turned off the TV, rubbed his eyes, and glanced boredly at the quarter clock hanging on the wall.

10.40 minutes

"Twenty and ten minutes."

He murmured, stretched his waist, and adjusted a comfortable posture.

At this time, a sound suddenly came from downstairs.

"Fang Wen...has a ghost."

It was Shi Dan's voice!

With a bad voice, Fang Wen suddenly sat up from the sofa, picked up the clothes on the hanger, and was about to go out and go downstairs to check.

But at this time,

The TV that had just been turned off suddenly turned on automatically, the lights flickered on and off, and the clock hands on the wall turned irregularly as if being moved by a pair of small hands.

Snapped

All lights in the room are turned off.

Gusts of wind blew past, and the surrounding temperature instantly dropped to below zero.

Fang Wen still maintained the posture he had just stood up, motionless.

"Oh, interesting."

Feeling the approaching coldness not far away, the corners of Fang Wen's mouth rose slightly.

"Still a brat."

Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie

The cold and piercing voice of the female ghost came.

The curtains moved automatically without wind, and a black shadow stuck to the glass, half hidden under the cover of the curtains.

The moonlight hangs high in the sky, reflecting on the black shadow, half of its rotten face with a strange smile can be vaguely seen.

Suddenly, the black shadow moved and melted into the glass,

The curtains fluttered down, covered them, and put away the scene inside.

A silhouette of a human figure slowly emerged on the curtain, gradually approaching Fang Wen.

Fang Wen looked at what was happening in front of him with a playful look on his face.

Just when the shadow was less than three meters away from him.

Fang Wen made a sudden movement, and drew out the eyebrow knife on the front of the door. The ghost energy turned into a red glow and lingered around the blade, stabbing fiercely behind him.

flutter

The blade enters the flesh!

Ah ah ah ah ah ah!

With a shrill scream, Fang Wen pulled out the eyebrow knife, shook off the stinky black blood on it, and turned around slowly.

A short and thin female ghost about 10 years old curled up on the ground, covering her left ear pierced by Fang Wen, screaming in pain.

A red light lingered around the wound, as if ants were gnawing on it, leaking a large piece of stinky black blood.

She looked at Fang Wen who looked like a murderous god in front of her, her empty eyes were full of puzzlement and fear.

"You...how did you find me."

She growled unwillingly.

Fang Wen didn't answer her question.

With a knife down, the screams stopped abruptly.

Nonsense, with the system data function, you are as good as naked in front of me, okay?

After solving the female ghost, the lights in the room suddenly turned on.

Fang Wen turned his head and tore off the covering curtain, revealing the dark shadow that had just approached him.

A worn out doll.

As the corpse of the female ghost on the ground dissipated, the ghost aura remaining on her body also disappeared.

"System, carry out ghost gas detection."

[Ding: The inspection is complete.This is not the same kind of ghostly aura as Shi Dan. 】

"Not the same female ghost?"

Just as Fang Wen was thinking, there were footsteps shaking downstairs.

"This level of weirdness, he should be able to hold on for a while, not to mention the blood hatred hairpin in his hand."

The movement downstairs was getting louder and louder, shaking the ceiling a little.

Fang Wen didn't think any more, and hurriedly got up and ran downstairs.

As soon as he got downstairs, he saw an extremely tragic scene.

The smell of blood filled the air, and the corridor was dark.

The anti-theft door suddenly opened, a large amount of blood was sprayed on it, and it was still dripping onto the floor.

The piercing chewing sounds came and went, accompanied by low growls.

"problem occurs."

Seeing this scene, Fang Wen's heart froze, his right hand clenched the eyebrow knife tightly, his left hand went into his pocket, and his thumb pressed against the mouth of the bottle of Bone Transforming Powder, ready to open it at any time.

He slowed down and approached slowly.

When approaching the door, the chewing sound stopped abruptly, followed by a man's mournful howl.

"Don't, don't kill me!"

Shi Dan put his hands on the ground and stepped back tightly.Eyes full of fear, looking at the approaching ghost doll covered in blood and bleeding all over the floor.

The ghost baby roared excitedly, opened its bloody mouth and bit the stone wall in the corner.

For a ghost like it, the taste of the same kind is far inferior to that of fat and tender humans.

The female ghost just now was just an appetizer for him.

Seeing the bloody mouth rushing towards him, Shi Dan raised his hand to resist.

Accompanied by severe pain, a large piece of flesh and blood on the left hand was ripped off by the ghost doll.

Ah ah ah

The screams tore the vocal cords, and came out of Shi Dan's throat.

Looking at his broken arm, he felt dizzy.

The last bit of consciousness was supported by the desire to survive, and he felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier.

The pain in the hands faded away, and the brain began to become exhausted under the stimulation of extreme pain and fear.

"Am I going to... die?"

Scenes of memory play like a slide show.

Abandoned by his parents when he was five years old, it was deep winter, the snowflakes were falling, and the little boy in thin clothes stood by the roadside, shivering with cold.He walked along the train track for an unknown amount of time, and finally lost all feeling in his feet, and fell into the snow, next to a stray cat that had frozen to death for a long time.

At the age of ten, the nurse who cared most about the boy in the entire orphanage died. The beautiful big sister would tell stories to the children every night.She was only 26 years old that year.

The dean scolded the boy as a disaster star, saying that Weiwei should not have picked up this child in the first place, he was a death star, he was killed after only five years, what a pity.

In the next 13 years, from a boy to a man, he basically spent it alone.

Struggling in the quagmire called life, it took all of my strength just to survive.

"I'm so tired, I really want to...sleep."

A wry smile appeared on Shi Dan's face.

But just before the eyelids closed,

A figure suddenly appeared.

Fang Wen!

It was as if a light had pierced the darkness, and the ashes were on fire, and instead of bitterness, hope crept back into his face.

When his consciousness was about to stop, Shi Dan suddenly felt his mouth was stretched open by a big hand, and something was stuffed in.

A trace of electricity spread throughout the body.

The first thing to recover is the sense of taste, and a familiar fragrance turns into a warm current on the tip of the tongue.

Then, the warm current surged, the sense of touch recovered, and the severe pain in the arm gradually intensified, but soon the warm current converged on the severe pain, the pain was gradually suppressed, and it began to become extremely itchy.

Like a fucking roller coaster.

I don't know how long it took, but my vision recovered,

Shi Dan suddenly discovered that the arm that was pulled just now had grown out, looking extremely pink.

He couldn't help taking a bite, and the sharp pain came instantly.

He cried out in pain.

"woke up?"

Fang Wen's voice sounded from behind.

"Ah I......"

Shi Dan felt that he had thousands of words in his heart, but he didn't know where to start.

"It's good if you don't die."

Fang Wen got up and walked out, followed by something, passing Shi Dan.

After seeing the thing clearly, Shi Dan immediately petrified in place,

"Fang Fang Fang Fang Fang...Fang Wen."

Hearing the voice, Fang Wen turned his head and looked at him with doubts on his face.

"what happened?"

The ghost doll also turned her head back, facing Shi Tan with her mouth cracked to the ear, showing an apologetic 'smile'.

Seeing that the two seemed to know each other, Shi Dan suddenly felt a turmoil in his heart, and his mouth trembled:

"I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I..."

"What are you?"

Fang Wen asked suspiciously.

"Depend on."

After uttering this word, Shi Dan completely collapsed on the ground, like a deflated ball.