I tell fortunes for NPCs in a horror game

Lin Xiangwan didn't notice the ghostly presence. When he saw it, it turned out that the person who walked out of Fan's house was Fan Yiming, the missing person in the morning.

She always paid attention to his expression. When he saw Wang Wenmeng, his lips opened and closed slightly, as if he was about to pronounce "Mom", but in the end he said nothing.

Fan Yiming didn't have any fear at Wang Wenmenggui's state, and looked like he was used to it.

"It seems that you see your mother often." Lin Xiangwan pointed out.

"She comes every day." Fan Yiming whispered, as if mumbling, "She comes to see him every day."

This was the first time Guan Fei faced Wang Wenmeng, a female ghost, and he looked puzzled: "Isn't your mother often abused at home?"

Fan Yiming glanced at Guan Fei and said, "Oh, you know that too." His light tone was so matter-of-fact.

Guan Fei can't say that he has only been here for two days and knows all this because of the character information.

But Fan Yiming didn't expect any response from Guan Fei. He turned around and whispered, "He's done patrolling. It's my turn." After saying that, he raised his legs and walked towards the original patrol track.

Lin Xiangwan couldn't bear it and grabbed his wrist: "It's okay not to go."

Fan Yiming shook his head: "This is a mission."

Lin Xiangwan wanted to get more information from him, so she responded: "Then wait for me."

After saying that, she quickly threw Fan Sheng to the door of Fan's house and closed the door of Fan's house. Seeing Wang Wenmeng walk in through the door, her heart was calm.

"Don't move here. I'll be back in a moment." Thinking that Guan Fei's soul was relatively weak and he didn't know how many rounds of patrols he could survive, Lin Xiangwan asked him to wait where he was.

Guan Fei was trembling all over and wanted Lin Xiangwan to take him with him. But then I thought, they would be back in half a minute at most, so it would be better not to delay, so I nodded and agreed.

Lin Xiangwan walked in the dark corridor as at home, and walking side by side with Fan Yiming felt like another form of after-dinner walk.

Noting that Fan Yiming never called Fan Sheng "Dad", Lin Xiangwan was not polite at all when he inquired about the information: "How old were you when your mother married that man?"

"Four years old."

"So you are quite young, where is your dad? Oh, I mean, your real dad."

"I don't know. I heard that he went to get married, but he didn't stay anyway."

"How good is your relationship with your brother?"

"You seem to care about my family's affairs."

"We are all neighbors. Besides, you helped me yesterday."

"Yes..." Fan Yiming stopped suddenly, turned his head and looked down at her feet, "Is your foot okay?"

Lin Xiangwan's expression remained unchanged as he stepped on the ground and twisted his ankle: "I just sprained my ankle yesterday, it's nothing serious."

Fan Yiming stared at her for four or five seconds without saying anything, then suddenly raised the corners of his lips: "That's good, I thought you were beaten."

Fan Yiming continued to patrol, and Lin Xiangwan, who was following closely behind and originally wanted to chat more, felt something. He looked back at the dark and bottomless corridor and noticed something was wrong.

The ghost wall has disappeared! The cycle is gone! Guan Fei is lost!

"What's wrong?" Fan Yiming had already walked out five or six meters away, turned around and called her.

Lin Xiangwan looked directly into his eyes: "My life is short and full of twists and turns. Cause and effect reincarnate and things change. But in life, there are things to do and things not to do."

"what are you saying?"

Faced with Fan Yiming's rhetorical question, Lin Xiangwan sighed: "There's no point in pushing me away."

Lin Xiangwan originally thought that Fan Yiming was just a poor little kid who was bullied, and she never saw that he had done any evil things from his appearance. Now that he thought about it, she was negligent.

After exposing his lie, Lin Xiangwan ignored his call and turned around and ran towards the way he came. Since she asked Guan Fei to stay where he was and wait, she would naturally be responsible for Guan Fei.

When she left Guan Fei, she secretly left a diamond amulet behind. Now she could only pray, but Guan Fei did not move where she said he was.

The passage of the long corridor was not opened. Lin Xiangwan followed the number of steps to the place where he just left, took out the spirit fire formula to light up the dark place, and said in his mouth: "The road faces the sky, everyone goes to one side." Then, using the spirit fire technique, he lit up the dark place. Fire flew around.

The fire lit up the doors in the long corridor where one could not see anything. It was not until Lin Xiangwan noticed the slight fluctuation of breath in the air that he raised his feet to follow the spiritual fire.

After walking about ten steps forward, Lin Xiangwan suddenly heard a cry for help coming from behind.

Guan Fei was originally lying on the ground. The moment he saw her, he got explosive energy from nowhere and struggled desperately towards her, but as a result, he was far away from the talisman that protected him.

Behind him was a boy covered in blood, wearing a school uniform. He looked older than Fan Yiming, his pupils were blood red, and he was stabbing Guan Fei with a dagger.

Although Lin Xiangwan tried his best to run in Guan Fei's direction, the distance was limited and the boy had already pounced on him.

Just as the dagger was about to fall on Guan Fei, an invisible barrier unfolded to block the dagger.

"Ah!" The boy who was stabbed by the glimmer of light stepped back, stared at Lin Xiangwan fiercely, and pronounced the word "death".

A bone-chilling chill spread throughout the corridor, as if it would freeze people to death. Guan Fei's body trembled, and he knelt down as soon as he stood up.

The long hair covering the face was blown by the wind. It was a face that was somewhat similar to Wang Wenmeng, and their eyes were exactly the same. But he died unexpectedly.

Lin Xiangwan shouted: "Fan Yixiang."

The boy's movements paused slightly, as if reflecting the origin of the name.

Seeing this, Lin Xiangwan frowned even more tightly. Something's wrong! Fan Yixiang's state was too similar to Wang Wenmeng's. They had no consciousness at all, and their ghost power was not as good as the Hong Ye she had encountered before.

A male voice suddenly sounded above the head: "Let's go play a game."

The darkness in the corridor faded instantly, and the sudden sunlight blurred Lin Xiangwan's vision. She subconsciously raised her hand to block it.

"Lin...Sister Lin..."

Lin Xiangwan looked in the direction of the sound. Good guy, the family was neatly organized. The three people who had not come out to participate in the patrol were standing in front of her to the left.

Sun Zhouzhou rushed over, holding Lin Xiangwan's arm and crying so hard: "Something happened to Guan Fei!"

"Ah?" Lin Xiangwan lowered his head and pointed at the man who was still breathing heavily, "You mean him?"

Sun Zhouzhou then lowered his head and was slightly stunned.

Gao Run explained on one side: "We were in the room just now and heard Guan Fei keep asking for help, but the door could not be opened."

Breathing in the fresh air and feeling like he was alive again, Guan turned over and lay on the cement floor, reaching into his arms and taking out a piece of paper with burn marks.