Women dressed as men: My executive officer is so handsome

The entrance is the hall, which is dark and deserted, but from a room on the second floor, continuous piano sounds can be heard.

It's sometimes fast and sometimes slow, without any artistic flavor, but instead adds a bit of horror and eeriness.

Wang Zi suddenly became curious about the darkness after 12 o'clock.

There should be something more fun, right?

Wang Zi collected his thoughts and glanced around, and found that the surrounding objects had obvious signs of having been moved, and this place should have been searched by the people who came in before.

Looking into the distance, there were various rooms arranged in a scattered manner in the huge space. However, when Wang Zi walked over to observe one by one, he found an interesting point.

The layout of these houses is chaotic, which is not suitable for normal living environment at all, and there is no reasonable lighting.

This window opens into the house.

It is more like a useless decoration than a window.

It really is a haunted house.

Next, Wang Zi visited other places. When he looked back at the clock, only ten minutes had passed. During this time, he did not meet any other players or the male protagonist.

There was nothing he could do about it. The space here was much larger than he had imagined.

After pacing for a while, Wang Zi finally went upstairs.

Adhering to the principle of proximity, Wang Zi prepared to go to the nearest utility room to take a look.

But as he approached the door, he heard an incredible noise.

Intermittent, groaning sounds.

“Ah… Brother Yang…”

“…Don’t be impatient…”

"...Hurry up, Brother Yang...We only found one..."

Wang Zi stopped his hand as he was about to open the door.

Oh? They are two warriors.

It should be fifteen minutes until dark, and yet he's still playing.

Are you waiting for happiness to knock on your door?

After encountering this incident, Wang Zi suddenly lost interest in the second floor.

He went straight down to the next floor and lay down where he could see the big clock in the hall, staring blankly.

Unconsciously, time passed by...

One minute left until nightfall.

Wang Zi had rested enough, so he yawned, stood up, and walked slowly towards the stairs.

Countdown... Three...

two……

one……

"Boom!"

The big clock in the hall made a loud sound, and at the same time, the surroundings became dark, but it was not so dark that you couldn't see your hand in front of you. A normal person should be able to see the surroundings clearly.

Then, the doorbell rang.

After two quick rings of the doorbell, there was the sound of a key turning in the door and the door was slowly pushed open.

Wang Zi stood at the stairs on the first floor and watched intently.

What caught my eye was a pair of shriveled hands, several times larger than a normal person's.

He, no, should be it.

The extremely long arms almost dragged on the ground, the round head had few hairs, bulging eyes, and the skin all over the body was the same as that on his hands.

Dry and black.

As tall as the door, extremely abstract proportions.

Not humans, but ghosts.

It pushed open the door, holding a few pieces of bloody meat in its arms, and the bright red color also stained a little on its body.

Perhaps it was because it sensed Wang Zi's gaze or was already alert, but it suddenly stopped and turned its head towards Wang Zi.

The eyeball that was spit out almost fell off.

But there was no sign of anyone in the corridor, and the boy had disappeared without a trace.

It placed the piece of meat on the table in the living room with a puzzled look. After thinking for a while, it began to drag its heavy body slowly upstairs, preparing to go to the room on the second floor where the sound of piano was echoing to call his wife.

Wang Zi stood in the corridor, listening to the footsteps getting closer and closer, then turning and heading towards him.

step……

Two steps...

Arrived.

To the second floor.

Wang Zi looked at it.

A sharp roar came from its big mouth with sharp teeth, and it took big strides and walked straight towards Wang Zi.

Wang Zi stepped back calmly.

Because the monster was just as he expected.

It runs extremely slowly, even slower than a human's brisk walk.

But because Wang Zi retreated slowly, the monster gradually got closer to him.

Just when it was only a fist away from Wang Zi, Wang Zi took a step back and stepped into He Yuan's room.

As expected, the monster suddenly couldn't see Wang Zi anymore, as if his sight was blocked by the invisible air outside He Yuan's door.

It can't get in and can't be seen.

It turned out to be the case.

Wang Zi understood.