After being tricked into a horror game, I fell in love

Shen An stared straight ahead, motionless, as if lost in memory: "It ran away without any conscience. Fortunately, I brought it its favorite roasted sweet potatoes that day."

"Is it a stray cat? Didn't Sister An take it home?"

"It's very stubborn. I think it disagrees."

The cat in his arms rubbed its ears against the palm of Shen An's hand. The familiar movement made Shen An's heart pause.

But she quickly dispelled this doubt. Crescent Moon was in the real world, so how could it come here?

Seeing that Shen An was unmoved, the black cat lay in her arms with its ears drooping in frustration.

It's all because of this damn world that I can't tell my sister that I am Yueya. Damn the rules!

"Sister An, there are so many empty photo frames in this room!"

There were countless blank photo frames piled in the corner, exactly the same style as those hanging on the walls of the corridor.

Shen An walked over and wanted to take a photo frame to observe it, but the cat in his arms let out a shrill scream.

"Meow!"

Shen An paused for a moment as he stretched out his hand and looked at the restless cat in his arms.

Luo Xiaoyun pulled Shen An's clothes with some fear: "Sister An, I heard that black cats can see dirty things. Its fur suddenly stood up just now. Did it see something?"

Shen An asked the alert black cat in his arms: "Is there anything here?"

"Meow~"

Shen An immediately took several steps back, staying away from the photo frame, but the black cat kept staring at the direction of the photo frame. In fact, from the black cat's perspective, there were two little ghosts in the photo frame. They were staring at Shen An and Luo Xiaoyun and giggling. Once Shen An reached out and touched the photo frame, he would be pulled in by the two little ghosts.

"Sister An, let's leave. I'm a little scared." Luo Xiaoyun's voice trembled a little.

Shen An nodded, "Okay."

As soon as he walked out of the room, the black cat in his arms jumped out, stood in front of Shen An and the others, looking around vigilantly. Shen An found that the people in the paintings on the wall all had fear on their faces, as if they were afraid of the black cat.

The black cat was leading the way for them in front. Shen An realized that the black cat was protecting them. It seemed that this floor was much more dangerous than he had imagined.

Black Cat led them to the fourth floor, which was a dance hall with a stage. On the stage stood a human-shaped doll with a microphone in its hand, as if it was about to sing at the next second. The doll was wearing a red dress and a fashionable bun on its head. If you didn't look carefully, you would think it was a real person.

The next second, the lights in the dance hall went out, and then colorful neon lights came on, and the song "Night Shanghai" played on the speakers. The doll twisted its body on the stage.

"Night Shanghai, Night Shanghai~"

The lights in the dance hall flickered, and a lot of people appeared at once. The crowd was crowded and began to dance to the light.

"What's going on?" Shen An looked confused.

"Sister An, why did Black Cat bring us here?" Luo Xiaoyun hid behind Shen An in fear.

"Meow~"

The black cat looked up at Shen An, then nimbly passed through the crowd, jumped onto the stage, and got into the red curtain behind the stage. After a while, it ran out with something in its mouth, and the doll on the stage suddenly pounced on the black cat ferociously, and Shen An swung the whip to hit her back.

The black cat put the food in its mouth in front of Shen An and motioned for Shen An to pick it up.

The doll attacked them like crazy.

"Oh!"

A gunshot interrupted the singing and dancing, and everyone's eyes were focused on Luo Xiaoyun.

"I...I...didn't hit it on purpose..." Luo Xiaoyun said stutteringly.

Everyone rushed towards Shen An and the others, and Shen An waved her whip to try to repel the monsters. But there were too many of them, and she couldn't handle it alone.

"Damn it..." Shen An continued to swing the whip, with a thin layer of sweat on his head.