[Quick Transmigration] Horror game

While looking at the red color painted on the bottom of the wooden stick in his hand, Su Ruo was thinking about where he had committed suicide.

In fact, the feeling of holding the red sticks is no different from those of the black sticks. They are both dull but warm in the hand...Su Ruo was thinking wildly, she turned her head and glanced at Nana, who was avoiding her gaze, She pretended to observe the shape of the thick smoke billowing from the window on the second floor very seriously, and then closed her eyes with a painful expression. The thick smoke without an open flame made her face look strange, a bit like the leaves in "Snow Country" The appearance before death.

Su Ruo felt half cold in his heart.She could tell from Nana's expression that it was a bad luck for her to go to the second floor to fight the fire, and Nana seemed to yearn for Su Ruo's misfortune, so now she acted like she didn't know Su Ruo, which was quite similar.

Ishikawa Sara looked at Su Ruo, and nodded to her solemnly, as if urging her to go upstairs quickly.Her eyes were as cold as countless ice needles, and she couldn't find any warmth. Su Ruo even suspected that the Ishikawa Sara who was talking to her in such a gentle and kind tone just now was another person.With an inaudible sigh, she took a wooden basin filled with water from the uncle beside her and walked into the house.

When she passed by Ishikawa Sara, Ishikawa Sara called her name in Chinese in a low voice: "Ruo..."

Su Ruo stopped and waited for Ishikawa Sara to say the following.The two stood there, Su Ruo looked forward, the cherry blossoms drifted away with the wind, but the pink color did not bring any warmth.Ishikawa Sara's voice was so small that it was almost inaudible, like the sound of cherry blossoms falling gently on the soil: "I'm sorry, but it's almost over."

Time seemed to slow down in an instant, as slow as cherry blossom petals slowly falling from the branches, at a speed of five centimeters per second. The dark tone of the 90s with some decadent colors at the end of the century instantly surrounded Su Ruo. She turned her head to look at Ishikawa Sharo's face, and felt that the other side's profile was very beautiful, but there was something ethereal in this beauty.

Why did Sharo Ishikawa apologize to her?For the red stick in Su Ruo's hand?What else is coming to an end?Such endless days of reincarnation?Su Ruo wanted to ask, but couldn't say anything.At this time, she thought of Ji Yaoxin again. If Ji Yaoxin was here, maybe things would develop differently.For things like fighting a fire, you should call 119 instead of going upstairs like Su Ruo is now carrying a basin of water.

So, she had never saved such a strange fire.

The fire still hasn't spread to the downstairs, just now it was drawing lots and dawdling for so long, but I didn't see the flame grow bigger, I didn't even see the open flame. Could this fire be a 3D animation?When Su Ruo went upstairs, she put the water basin on the stairs, and it was too heavy to carry, and she had a premonition that the thick smoke upstairs was not caused by the fire at all—the devil knows what happened.She heard something scurrying across the wall or ceiling somewhere, clearly in this wooden, empty house at the moment, was it a mouse?

When passing the shrine at the corner of the stairs, Su Ruo was taken aback for a moment. The clay statue had only a body but no head. A hideous section was exposed at the neck of the statue, and the color of the clay was as bright red as cherry blossom petals.This broken place, you can see severed heads everywhere...

Su Ruo plucked up her courage and stomped on the stairs to the second floor.

In fact, the second floor is not as scary as imagined. There is a corridor with a few wall lamps installed on the gray-yellow wall (it turns out that there is electricity in this house, Su Ruo thought to himself). Although it is not very bright, it still illuminates the corridor. There was something warm about it, not at all compatible with words like eerie.On one side of the wall is a very elegantly decorated sliding door with a beautiful landscape picture painted on it. Behind that is the only room on the second floor—the so-called hostess should live there.

The corridor was as quiet as a vacuum, with no flames or thick smoke. All in all, this place didn't look like a fire scene at all—what the hell was the owner doing?

She cast her eyes on the sliding door.Should we go in and have a look?If she just went downstairs like this, Sharo Ishikawa might pull out a knife and kill her in a fit of anger. Although she was dead, she would be like the unlucky little lovers last night. It's not good to wander anywhere.

Su Ruo coughed twice, walked to the sliding door, and knocked on the door: "Konikiwa, uh, I..." She found that she could not express her intentions accurately in Japanese, so she stammered in English: "..."

Before she finished speaking, there was no sound coming from the room, and she didn't even feel any signs of fire here, but when she was downstairs, she really saw the thick smoke gushing out of the window. The sound of something climbing on the walls and ceiling reappeared, as if it was approaching her, but because of the echo, it could not be heard exactly.So Su Ruo began to feel uneasy.

Holding her breath, she opened the door.

Su Ruo's first reaction was to yell "Fuck you!", and his second reaction was to yell "Fuck".

The light in the room is a little dark, but it can still be seen that this is a very delicate and elegant Japanese room. It is cleaned spotlessly, but there is an old smell of wooden furniture, which may be caused by the fact that the windows have not been opened for a long time. .In addition, there is no human figure, or even the slightest breath of people who have lived here. More importantly, there is no half-star flame in the room. The word "fire" is the word "fire" that is least related to this place. Su Ruo is simply I wondered if I ran into a different space by mistake.

She looked at the window facing her. Whenever someone died, the paper on this window would be splattered with blood—and Su Ruo knew that she should go over now, push open the window, and stand opposite her. Ishikawa Sharo downstairs shouted: "You are stupid, there is no fire upstairs at all."

Of course, the wording needs to be more appropriate... Su Ruo opened the window while thinking, and she saw an abyss of flames, as if hell was outside the window.

Su Ruo was stunned.Isn't it the backyard where the cherry blossoms are in full bloom but also overgrown with weeds outside the window?And it should not be dark yet, but why is what she sees now an endless night?She was obviously only on the second floor, but at this moment it was as if she was on a solitary high tower. Below was an endless sea of ​​flames, which turned the dark and dark sky into an ominous red.

In the sea of ​​fire under the abyss, there seemed to be something else... Su Ruo looked intently, there were many heads struggling and wriggling in the fire, looking up at her with contorted expressions, screaming in pain.Su Ruo saw the high school girl with electronic pets, saw her boyfriend who looked like a jerk, they stared at Su Ruo fiercely, and shouted "help けて", and Su Ruo saw some other people in the flames... ... There was Nana, Ishikawa Sara, and Ji Yaoxin. She felt dizzy, and she saw Su Li.

How long has it been since you saw Su Li?Except in the vague imagination and dreams that can never be touched... She watched Su Li's cheeks being burned by the fire, and opened her mouth in vain to ask her for help.Su Ruo opened her eyes wide, and she climbed onto the window sill.

"Sister, I'm here to save you this time..." she murmured, just when she was struggling to stand on the window frame and wanted to jump into the flames, a force pulled her shoulders back, Su Ruo lost Balancing, the body fell backwards and fell heavily on the floor of the room.She immediately realized what was going on, hurriedly got up and closed the window.

There is hell outside, and it is a hell that can lure people into it.

The heavy fall just now could almost smash the floor into a hole, but Su Ruo's body didn't feel any pain, and even the fear lasted only for a short time before regaining his composure—it seems that death is not useless, Su Ruo thought with a wry smile.The question is, who dragged her in through the window frame?Su Ruo turned her head to look behind her, but there was no one there.

Only then did she notice that there was a low cabinet placed against the wall behind her, with a picture frame on it, with black and white photos embedded in it, and a spirit tablet in front of the picture frame.

Su Ruo walked over and looked at the posthumous photo.A young girl, about 20 years old, with neatly combed hair and wearing a kimono, when she looked at the camera, there was no smile in her eyes or lips. She looked a lot like Ishikawa Sara, but she was a little different——Su Ruo Suddenly realized that the person in the photo should be the hostess of this haunted house.

At first, she thought that this person was indeed Sharo Ishikawa, until Su Ruo remembered that Sharo Ishikawa had mentioned to her that she had a dead sister.Therefore, Sharo Ishikawa should be the older sister of the house owner.So everything that happened in this house and in the whole village was arranged by Sara Ishikawa?And what role did her sister, who may have been dead for many years, play?The bodyguard who delivered the ashes to the hostess at night had only half the survival rate. Could it be that just this photo can kill people, causing the blood of those who died n times to splash on the snow-white window paper again and again?

Since there was no fire at all in the house, Su Ruo felt that her first priority was to get out of here.She was not interested in looking at the photos of Sister Ishikawa Sharo, nor did she have the patience to think about what happened to the sea of ​​flames and hell outside the window she saw just now. a strange sound.

Gudong Gudong, the sound came from far to near, and stopped on Su Ruo's head, Su Ruo raised his head.

The light in the room was not good, at first she could only see something crouching on the dark ceiling, like a huge spider.It wasn't until Su Ruo's eyes got used to the darkness that she saw a human head clinging to the ceiling, with long hair hanging down in a mess, and only a small half of the gray face appeared, and there seemed to be something under the neck—but it was absolutely not. human body.