I tell fortunes for NPCs in a horror game

Lin Xiangwan gently held the female ghost's wrists with her left hand, and closed her right hand on the female ghost's face inwards. She did not forget to inform the other party of her intention: "Hey, open your mouth and check your teeth."

After hearing a "click", the female ghost turned her head to the back. Lin Xiangwan didn't follow her, and she felt lonely in the air.

The female ghost didn't hear the sound and thought her little plot had succeeded. She shook her head happily. The blood on her forehead was splattered everywhere, but she didn't see Lin Xiangwan wiping the blood on the few clean areas of her clothes. , while releasing the hand that restrained her, and began to look at her palms.

The female ghost's hands were soft and limp, not like they had bones at all. No wonder the skin and flesh without any support left no traces of injury.

"The relationship between the six relatives is weak, and the two sons are destined to be in conflict with each other." Lin Xiangwan gently stroked the female ghost's palm prints, and then said, "Destiny hates marriage if it never ends, and you can't make friends with someone who is not kind to you. It's better to stop it quickly and choose another good partner. .”

Based on the family situation, Lin Xiangwan automatically identified the female ghost's identity. She turned out to be Wang Wenmeng, who jumped from the building three months ago.

No wonder his head was bruised and bleeding. Isn't this the death of a typical ghost who jumps from a building?

However, why did Wang Wenmeng appear in the residential building at this time?

For her murdered eldest son? But Fan Yixiang's soul is not here.

For her second son who was domestically abused? Why are you knocking on the door outside? Why don't you just go in and see Fan Yiming's condition?

Or is it to take revenge on a vicious husband? It's just that... with her fighting power against the five scum now, I'm afraid she won't be able to pose any threat to Fan Sheng.

Lin Xiangwan was thinking to himself, but Wang Wenmeng was lost in the forward and reverse head turning game and was having a great time.

This ghost's mental state is really not good.

After making the judgment, Lin Xiangwan grabbed the other person's head, pointed it in his direction, pointed in the direction of Fan's house, and asked, "Do I need to open the door for you?"

Wang Wenmeng looked at the familiar door in front of him, hesitating as to what to do.

Seeing her like this, Lin Xiangwan knew that she couldn't be relied upon to make decisions, so he simply sent the ghost to the west. Not only is she keen on helping people, she is also quite enthusiastic about helping ghosts.

"Dong dong - dong dong dong - dong dong -"

Lin Xiangwan followed the pattern of knocking by Wang Wenmeng just now and repeatedly knocked on Fan's door. In order to prevent someone from doing bad things, she did not forget to say: "Don't open the door if you shouldn't."

In fact, Lin Xiangwan didn't know if the sounds in the corridor would reach every room like they did before she went out. She has also encountered such cases. Evil spirits often use these unsavory methods to lure normal people out, and then harm or devour them.

The problem is that Wang Wenmeng is too weak. He should be the kind who has never done any bad things since becoming a ghost. So she also wondered who set the trap in the corridor.

But then I thought about it, there were so many things in "Return" that couldn't be explained, and I couldn't think according to normal logic. The correct way was to follow the plot.

Unfortunately, Lin Xiangwan knocked on the door of Fan's house for two minutes, but there was no response from Fan's family.

If Fan Yiming couldn't get up, Lin Xiangwan wrote a letter; but if Fan Sheng couldn't get up? Oh, with his bad temper, if anyone dared to act wild in front of his house, he would come out with a knife to see who the bastard was.

Lin Xiangwan was about to kick the door violently when he suddenly slapped her little head. Look at her memory. She is surrounded by ghosts, a Taoist priest, and inside is a scumbag and a boy waiting to be rescued. Why should she be so polite?

Pulling Wang Wenmeng, Lin Xiangwan pushed her into the door...

With a "boom", Wang Wenmeng hit the door and was bounced back.

Lin Xiangwan held his forehead and asked, "Can't you go in by yourself?"

Wang Wenmeng's eyes revealed clear stupidity, but he had no intention of making progress at all.

This is not good. Lin Xiangwan pursed her lower lip, neatly drew a wall-penetrating talisman on the door panel, and then walked into Fan's house hand in hand with the slimy Wang Wenmeng.

Fan Yiming was still lying where Lin Xiangwan had seen him before, but Fan Sheng was nowhere to be seen.

What she didn't expect was that Wang Wenmeng ignored Fan Yiming's presence, walked directly into the kitchen on the right, and started tinkering with pots and pans.

Wang Wenmeng's behavior was intriguing, but Lin Xiangwan couldn't care less at the moment. She quickly walked to him and squatted down, checking his condition, and then noticed that his breath was weak.

"Are you okay?" She reached out and held the back of Fan Yiming's neck, lifting him up with force.

Fan Yiming squinted his eyes to try to see the person in front of him clearly. When he vaguely saw the shadow of a woman, his first reaction was that his mother was back. However, when his blurred vision began to focus, he knew he was wrong.

From a moment of hope to falling into hell, his mood was like a roller coaster, and his displeasure was also reflected on his face.

Fan Yiming's physical condition was not good, and the fatigue and weakness visible to the naked eye were trivial. Lin Xiangwan was keenly aware that his eyes did not have the wantonness that he should have in his youth, but endless pain and despair.

Lin Xiangwan frowned and asked him, "Can you still move? Can you stand up on your own?"

Fan Yiming didn't give her a chance to struggle, because he had no intention of responding to her from beginning to end.

Fan Yiming, who died young, Lin Xiangwan didn't know if it would make any difference if he helped him survive the night, so he could only do his best.

But at this moment, curses, scoldings and begging for mercy came from all directions in the empty room. One sound after another, one after another.

For ordinary people, the feeling of hearing it may be terrifying, but for Lin Xiangwan, who has a keen hearing, this is simply torture.

Every gasp was like a distress signal to her. She could also hear the sound of sticks hitting her body, the sound of tables and chairs being dragged, and the sound of children crying. It filled her eardrums and stung her head, making her head buzz.

After finally calming down, Lin Xiangwan applied a sound insulation note to himself as quickly as possible to avoid interference. She admitted that her xinxing was not as strong as her two senior brothers. If she didn't add a "plug-in" to her in this situation, she was afraid that she would go crazy.

When the sound control in the entire room was completely lowered, Lin Xiangwan could only hear the screams of the half-baked neighbors. Shooting the bow from left to right, it's so lively. Judging from the number of people, the two rooms were neatly packed. Thinking that those few people had the peace charms she had given them, and as long as they were wearing them, their lives would not be in danger for the time being, she did not go to rescue them.

Lin Xiangwan took off Fan Yiming's coat. He was as thin as a bamboo pole, and his skin was so pale that there was no blood. What was even more shocking were the scars all over his body. The scars were old and new, and some scars were more like New wounds cover old wounds.