Give interstellar players a little bit of female ghost shock

As we all know, when anyone speaks, air will flow out.

Anzhi's five senses have been sharpened to the limit of human beings. At close range, he can even judge the location of enemies and teammates around him through airflow.

She has set the synchronization rate of her five senses to 100% in the game, so she still retains her keen perception.

But ever since she set foot on the Yin-Yang Road, it seemed as if a fog had quietly enveloped her, cutting off part of her perception.

It was only now, sitting in this temporarily relatively safe room, feeling the quiet breathing of the four people intertwined, that Anzhi realized belatedly——

There were obviously five of them, but why did she only feel the breath of four of them?

She was slightly distracted, made up her mind, turned her head slightly and glanced at the position of the double twist——

A pair of dark eyes stared straight at her, as if they had been waiting for him for a long time. They even grinned from ear to ear and gave her a "friendly" smile.

At this moment, Anzhi felt that her heartbeat had stopped, but the next second it resumed beating slowly but powerfully.

In this quiet room, where she could only hear the girls' low voices chanting curses, she gradually heard her own heartbeat like thunder.

Once, twice...

After counting to five, Anzhi calmly showed a perfect smile to the thing that was so distorted that it didn't look like a human face, and then turned his head back little by little, staring at the four people's hands that were overlapped and trembling, as if Nothing happened just now.

When they repeated the spell for the third time, the pen held by four hands began to tremble continuously.

Anzhi could easily tell that this force did not come from any one person, but from the pen itself——

No.

To be precise, it was the fifth hand that reached out unknowingly.

The moment he realized this, Anzhi's eyes suddenly became blurry and distorted for a moment.

The cute table top with pink table stickers rotted away in an instant, and even smelled of rot; the dormitory, which looked extremely warm in the light of the flashlight, also faded in an instant, like a dilapidated house that had been abandoned for a long time.

Of course, the most terrifying thing was that in her sight, among the four normal hands belonging to living people, one of them suddenly became dripping with blood, and even corrupted black blood dripped from the hand, dripping on the white On paper.

Moreover, a fifth hand stretched out from an unknown direction, gently pinched the top of the pen tip, and with a force that seemed gentle but was actually undeniable, he drew a picture on the white paper with the pen. lock up.

Anzhi's eyes darkened.

The bones of this hand are a bit large, the skin is sallow, and it looks like a man's hand.

Moreover, from her perspective, she could vaguely see the direction in which this hand was extending, which seemed to be between A Yuan and Zhang Wen on the opposite side.

She hesitated for two seconds before decisively raising her eyes and looking there.

A man with a pale face appeared between the two girls at some point.

His two eyes seemed to have been gouged out, their sockets were hollow, and there was even black blood gurgling out of them.

On his head was a black peaked cap that Anzhi was all too familiar with.

Just near the door, Sheng Qingye had already raised his vigilance to the highest level, taking pictures of the four people playing games while being alert to the surroundings.

Therefore, she was also the first one besides Anzhi to notice the sudden appearance of a man, and her expression suddenly changed.

It's the NPC in the peaked hat whose name I don't know! After he mysteriously disappeared on Yin Yang Road, he appeared again as a dead person!

She already roughly understood that the so-called pen fairy was actually a game to attract ghosts. So, is that peaked cap really a ghost? He had already sneaked into the team before this death live broadcast started...

She calmed down and immediately observed the expressions of A Yuan and Zhang Wen, but was surprised to find that the two of them did not seem to notice that there was a male ghost among them, and they were staring nervously and excitedly at the drawing on the white paper. lock up.

Ayuan cleared her throat and asked the first relatively gentle question as a start: "Bixian, are you a boy or a girl?"

Anzhi glanced at the man in the peaked hat squatting next to him, and slowly typed a?

It's really completely invisible, right?

The peaked cap himself seemed speechless for two seconds, and then slowly wrote "male".

Afterwards, A Yuan made an exaggerated expression.

"Wow, he is actually a rare male pen master! I don't know if he is handsome or not. So, next, the second question..."

Anzhi immediately realized that she was seeking death and decisively interrupted the spell casting.

"Bixian, are we safe now?"

The hand holding the pen tip trembled slightly.

Ayuan glanced at Anzhi in surprise, thinking that the sponsor had already said that she wanted to ask about the cause of Bixian's death, but she was still doing all these bells and whistles. What if the live broadcast was messed up?

Until now, Ayuan didn’t know that there was really a ghost. She just felt that the surroundings were a little cold, which was not suitable for the weather in August.

As for the pen that drew circles on the paper... although the pen had already moved before she could exert any force, she just felt that it was someone else who was exerting force.

Even if a materialistic warrior sees a ghost, she won't be afraid as long as there are no dead people around her, let alone she doesn't see anything.

Under Anzhi's keen gaze, the cap's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just manipulated the pen and wrote one word.

"no."

Anzhi's lips moved slightly.

The two NPCs on the opposite side let out low-pitched exclamations that were unclear whether they were true or false, while the pair of mahua beside them let out a low laugh, which seemed to be a little sarcastic.

Anzhi also knew very well that of course they were not safe. There was no moment in this game that was absolutely safe.

She even knew that if she asked now whether the dangerous factor was the double twist sitting next to her, she might get a positive answer.

But in this case, what if this ghost here is angered and goes on a killing spree?

So she thought for a moment and decided to ask some tactful questions in a different way.

"Bixian, how can we escape from danger?"

She put a little thought into this question. She could never answer it with a simple yes or no. She also wanted to test the pen fairy's ability.

The peaked cap lowered his head, vaguely revealing the bone-deep wound on the back of his neck.

For some reason, Anzhi suddenly felt that there seemed to be a deep sadness and despair in him.

He manipulated the pen and slowly wrote line by line.

"Leave Wenhe Ghost School before two o'clock in the morning. This is the only way to survive."

At this moment, the two players present triggered the main mission at the same time.

Ding-dong-

"Congratulations to the player for triggering the main mission: Escape from Wenhe Ghost School. If you haven't left here before two o'clock in the morning, it seems that you will never have the chance to leave, hehe~"

"The game sincerely reminds you: 1. You can also clear the game by skipping the story missions and completing the main missions. However, there may be clues to the main missions hidden in the story missions~

2. There are many crises on campus at night, and maybe players need some reliable partners. But be careful. After all, you never know who is telling the truth, or... is hiding something?

3. You must leave Wenhe Ghost School in the right way, otherwise it will be terrible if you fall into another crisis.

Words are unpredictable and thoughts are unpredictable. All existences are talking, there are thousands of people with thousands of faces, and people are telling lies. Can you really restore the truth from the complicated information and seize the only way to survive? "

There were too many reminders this time. Anzhi quickly unlocked the phone with her other hand and found that the to-do items in the memo had indeed been updated.

After confirming that all the prompts just now were recorded on it, she breathed a sigh of relief.

However, at this moment, she felt a huge force coming from her left hand holding the pen, pulling the pen to write something crazily on the paper.

As soon as she looked up, she saw the surprised and horrified faces of others, as well as the lines of font on the paper that turned into blood at some point——

"Don't believe Brother Feng! Don't believe Brother Feng! Don't..."

Click!

The pen broke.