The male partner is wearing it quickly, paranoid villain, why are you locking me up?

Lu Qiuxue was devoted to Wei Jin. The two were deeply in love and had no time to make trouble and find trouble. The atmosphere in the class was unprecedentedly harmonious.

One Saturday afternoon after school, the students were a little tired from several major exams. Suddenly someone suggested playing a script to relax.

Wang Linxuan decided on the candidates and found that there were still two people left to open the book, so he set his sights on Song Jiu and extended the invitation with a smile.

"I just passed the college entrance examination, and DM needs two more people. Why don't you go play script killing with us to relieve your anxiety?"

Song Jiu hesitated. Although Wang Linxuan was Wei Jin's brother, he did not deliberately make things difficult for them and looked down on them. Their relationship with him was neither too good nor too bad.

The purpose of relaxing his mood is good, but Wei Jin and Lu Qiuxue will definitely be involved. He can't avoid these two people, so naturally he can't take the initiative to get in trouble.

Song Jiu thought about it and decided not to go. Just as he was considering his words to refuse, the tall boy next to him suddenly took over and agreed.

Song Jiu's slightly stunned and puzzled eyes fell on Lu Lie. A Lie usually took a detour when meeting the two people, so why did he suddenly take the initiative to get close to them today?

strangeness.

Wang Linxuan also had a look of surprise on his face. He just asked casually. He didn't expect that the other party would agree so quickly. After reacting, he asked to confirm: "Are you really thinking about going?"

Lu Qiuxue on the side leaned softly and bonelessly on Wei Jin, flirting delicately.

As if she was aware of the movement here, she turned her head and looked over. It was really annoying, but due to the presence of her sweetheart, she did not utter any sharp words. She just rolled her eyes and stayed together with her boyfriend to bite her ears.

"We're sure." Lu Lie said, taking the young man's hand and squeezing it gently.

The boy is withdrawn and not very gregarious, but for the first time he actively agreed to play games.

Song Jiu felt the strength in his hand and made up his mind. Since Ah Lie was interested and took the initiative to go, let's go over there. Since he was present, others probably wouldn't dare to bully him face to face.

After agreeing on the number of people, the group arrived at a high-end and luxurious secret room store.

The shopkeeper, who got the tip, was already waiting at the door and respectfully welcomed the young masters in.

The store door has lifelike installations, and introductions to various scripts scroll back and forth on the big screen. The front desk lady greets every customer with a professional smile.

However, when Song Jiu came in, she immediately noticed that the complete statue of Guan Erye was enshrined on the wall behind her. The incense candle was burning vigorously in the incense burner, and the smoke was filling the air.

The statue occupies a small area, and the small one is inconspicuous among the dazzling decorations.

I don't know if it was Song Jiu's illusion, but he always felt that the lifelike eyes of the statue were staring at him at the moment, or staring at his side.

The copper-colored sword in his hand faintly exuded a murderous intent. There was no wind in the store, but the red tassel tied under the sword suddenly began to sway irregularly.

Song Jiu looked at the statue and couldn't help but ask the shop owner: "Generally speaking, only those who do business will worship Mr. Guan. Your script also needs to worship the statue?"

"It's normal for those who do business to let the second master go to ensure safety and fortune, and script killing is no exception."

The shopkeeper explained casually, but when he followed the boy's gaze, he touched his head strangely and muttered in a low voice: "Why did the incense that was half extinguished yesterday suddenly light up today? It's weird."

His voice was so low that no one around him could hear it clearly.

The statue's eyes widened angrily, and it looked straight in the direction of Song Jiu with its fierce eyes. It didn't seem that what it was staring at was from this time and space, and it felt like it was scaring a ghost.

That look in his eyes was like a mirror that penetrated the human heart, and the good and evil in his heart had nowhere to hide.

Song Jiu felt uncomfortable with the sight with obvious murderous intent. He secretly thought that he was too sensitive, so he looked away.

No one noticed that the tall boy next to him raised his eyelids and looked lazily at the high statue of the god. His dark and bright pupils dilated, occupying all the whites of his eyes for a moment.

The corner of his mouth curled up with an unknown meaning.

It seems disdainful and provocative.

Extremely evil.

The shop owner took out his tablet and enthusiastically introduced all kinds of scripts, emotional genres, mystery genres, horror genres, etc. It is indeed the largest and most professional secret room store in S City.

Wang Linxuan originally ordered a mystery book, but seeing that Mr. Wei was very interested in other scripts, especially horror scripts, he said to the shop owner: "Which is the scariest and scariest book here?"

When the shop owner heard this, his smile froze at the corner of his mouth, and his face was indescribably stiff. He hesitated for a long time before replying: ""Spirit", this script is the scariest. Many customers said it was very scary."

The first few people were all rich second-generation people from well-off families in S City. Even Young Master Wei was here. He didn't dare to lie.

"But I suggest young men not to play with this book. I heard it has scared people to death and is a bit evil. Since we opened the store, we have opened it twenty times, and weird events have happened almost every time."

"Although the book was later revised and many psychic rituals were changed, some people fell ill and had a fever the next day after the DM session."

It's okay to play horror, but try not to play similar psychic games, as it's easy to attract bad things. Probably recalling some horrific memories, the shop owner's expression clearly looked wrong.

Wei Jin was very interested and raised his eyebrows: "According to you, you can see ghosts by playing this?"

The front desk lady added tremblingly: "In order to pursue a sense of immersion, our store will use real props. It is inevitable that some dirty things will be encountered. If you open too many horror books, you will ask Taoist priests to do it. It is true that there will be such special circumstances, but Only occasionally.”

Wei Jin's interest became more intense, and he tapped the tablet with his finger: "Just open this book and follow the unchanged script."

Song Jiu, Lu Lie, Wei Jin, Lu Qiuxue, plus Wang Linxuan and Mu Haohong, there were just six people.

The shop owner and the front desk lady looked at each other, both a little embarrassed.

"Young Master Wei, it's not that we don't want to open it, it's that those DMs are unwilling to take orders." There are lessons learned from the past, but no one dares to take risks and exchange lives for money.

Wei Jin put his arm around his girlfriend's waist and waved his hand, like a swinger who spends a lot of money: "If you offer a high price of two hundred thousand, I don't believe that no one will take it."

It is true that money can make people grind. The shop owner just sent the message to the group, and there were no less than ten DMs who were willing to take orders, and they all expressed that they could take it.

Finally, the shop owner picked an experienced DM and led the person inside.

Half an hour later, everything was ready.

In the dimly lit secret room, a few white candles swayed. Everyone sat around the round table and looked at DM in professional uniform.

Before opening the book, DM looked around at everyone and once again issued a non-responsibility statement.

"Remind me again and again in advance that this is extremely dangerous, and everyone who played tricks before got into trouble."

"Why do so many accidents happen in the script "Playing Strange"? Because this script is filled with various real supernatural summoning games and props that are actually used in reality."

"While playing, some people would get injured for no reason. They fell down and broke their legs. When we were looking for clues, the light tube above our heads exploded, and the debris pierced our eyes."

"The above situations are all likely to happen. I hope you can know that there is still a way out since we have not fully opened the book now."

DM's expression was solemn, not like he was threatening or joking.

There were no windows in the spacious secret room, but Song Jiu felt the cold wind inexplicably. He whispered to the boy next to him: "Alie, I feel a little uncomfortable, otherwise we won't play."

If it were in the past, Lu Lie would definitely not let the young man suffer and would agree, but something was different today. He lowered his eyes to calm Ren'er's emotions.

"Don't be afraid, darling, I'm by your side."

Seeing Ah Lie's persistence, Song Jiu had no choice but to give up his persuasion.

Everyone nodded to show their understanding. Seeing that they were unwilling to change their minds, DM opened the book, and a story-rich voice echoed in the closed room.

"The script killing of "Cunning" has officially begun."