Sick beauty loses horse in thriller game

Seeing Jiang Lai frowning, with a serious look on his face, which seemed to reveal a bit of bitterness and hatred, the other players couldn't help but exchange glances with each other, and in perfect agreement, they retreated further away from the embroidered shoes. Some places.

Cui Honghai and Wu Qingshan, who lived in this wing, looked even more ugly.

"We...could...be...being targeted by ghosts?!" Cui Honghai said on the verge of crying but without tears.

"Oh. You should be more careful when treating Miss Du tomorrow night." Jiang Lai said.

Her reminder did not make Cui Honghai and Wu Qingshan relax.

On the contrary, the expressions of the two of them became even more nervous.

"Oh, by the way, there is tonight. There will be no peace tonight." Jiang Lai said, "This thing is not safe, so I took it away first. You guys have a good rest tonight."

As she spoke, she put the pair of bright red embroidered shoes into a garbage bag and put them in the prop tray.

Because of the appearance of this pair of bright red embroidered shoes, she had a new idea.

……

Jiang Lai was talking in a low voice when a sinister voice suddenly sounded at the door of the West No. 1 wing.

"So...have you completely excluded me? Are you willing to share any clues, or even dangers, with me?"

Everyone was startled by the sudden sound.

They turned around and saw Zhao Ting standing at the door, looking at them intently.

Zhao Ting's body was exuding an intimidating and sinister aura.

"Oh my god! Are you a human or a ghost? Do you walk without making any sound?" Wen Lan muttered softly.

Although her voice was not loud, she did not try to hide it.

Zhao Ting could naturally hear what she just said.

She suddenly raised her head and glanced at Wen Lan, her eyes filled with undisguised murderous intent.

"Why are you staring at me? Are you sick?"

Wen Lan stared back without showing any signs of weakness, and even added a comment.

Zhao Ting snorted coldly and walked away.

The other players looked at each other.

Is this person controlled by ghosts or is this his nature?

It’s eerie and scary!

"Okay, stop obsessing about irrelevant people and things." Jiang Lai's words brought the other players' thoughts back.

"It's getting late today. In order to recharge our batteries, we still have to have a good rest." Jiang Lai said, "Let's talk about anything at breakfast tomorrow."

After saying that, she specially emphasized her tone and said, "No matter who knocks on the door tonight, remember to ignore him."

……

Jiang Lai, Wen Lan and Xiao Chu returned to the East Wing Room No. 2 together.

After the three of them closed the door and lay on the bed, Xiao Chu suddenly spoke and said to Jiang Lai and Wen Lan: "I will show you my talents and skills. Don't tell others."

As she spoke, she closed her eyes, and two white light groups about the size of ping pong balls quickly condensed in her palms.

She threw the ball of light towards Jiang Lai and Wen Lan.

The two of them immediately felt that a lot of the fatigue in their bodies had been eliminated, and they became a little more energetic.

However, it is very comfortable. Not only does it not affect sleep, it can actually make people settle down and have a good sleep.

"Healing system..." Jiang Lai looked at Xiao Chu and said.

Xiao Chu is a healer.

Her light ball can heal some less serious wounds, and can also restore physical strength and spirit.

The effect is probably similar to that of the primary drugs sold in the mall.

However, the prices of medicines in the mall are high, even for primary medicines.

Therefore, a healing system like Xiao Chu is more important as a supply for the team.

And this is also the reason why she was able to save herself in the game copy, and was able to obtain the protection of the strong through some demonstrations and survive.

Of course, for Jiang Lai, Xiao Chu only has decent talent.

……

At midnight, at three o'clock, it was a dark and windy night.

Tang Wei kept in mind what Jiang Lai told him. Although he was lying down to rest, he did not sleep deeply.

At midnight, he heard knocks on the door.

Along with the knock on the door, which was not loud but very clear, there was an old voice.

"Xiao Tang, Xiao Tang, are you here?" The deep voice continued: "Open the door quickly! I am Qin Lin, I am back!"

The people outside controlled the volume just right to ensure that Tang Wei could hear it without disturbing other people.

Tang Wei heard a knock on the door outside.

But he didn't dare to move, let alone answer.

"Open the door, open the door!" The man outside the door continued to knock on the door persistently.

Tang Wei remained unmoved.

The man outside seemed to have guessed something and started to explain.

"I know you are very cautious, and I also know that you may not be confident about my identity. I can guarantee that I am a living person..."

The person outside was knocking on the door and talking about some of Qin Lin's personal information.

Seeing that Tang Wei still had no intention of opening the door, he recounted his experience in the Dufu Garden at night.

"We were walking in the garden before, and as we were walking, we soon encountered heavy fog. My surroundings were shrouded in white fog, and I couldn't even see anyone..." said the person outside.

He seemed to think of some terrible memories, and even his voice began to tremble slightly.

"At that time, I started to become a little nervous... I called everyone's name in the team, but I didn't get any response at all... It was like... the heavy fog not only blocked my sight, but also my The sound was swallowed up..."

"I lost my way in the heavy fog and went around in circles until just now, I finally found the right road and came back here..."

"Now, I feel so cold and hungry! Please open the door quickly and let me in!"

Tang Wei remained unmoved.

This time, the voices coming from outside began to turn vicious.

"Ah, you evil-minded guy! You want to freeze me to death outside, don't you..."

Suddenly, the scolding voice burst into laughter.

"Do you think I can't get in if you don't open the door?"

The laughter was very strange, it sounded so high-pitched and thin that it could have been dubbed by the old rat spirit in the opera.

Listening to that voice, Tang Wei couldn't help but get goosebumps all over the floor.

Subconsciously, he hid behind the bedroom door, opened the door to a gap, and looked through the gap toward the room outside.

In order to avoid any danger at night, Tangwei deliberately left a candlestick with a lit candle on the table in the outside room.