Proposed by the boss in the game

Because it is in the game, the healing role played by the tailor must be different from that in reality, but Shen Youyu didn't expect the gap to be so big.

When Jiang Xiaotian got out of the way, Lu Ge's arm reappeared in front of everyone, and the marks left on it looked like mending dolls.

Shen Youyu let out a cry.

Obviously it is such a picture, but the speed of blood penetration has dropped a lot, although the lines are still exposed outside.

Lu Ge looked at it himself, and then complained: "I feel like a rag doll, that's how it is when it's broken and mended."

Jiang Xiaotian took it for granted, "Because I am a tailor."

"It's fine if it can stop the bleeding." Su Huihui couldn't help but rejoice. Fortunately, there is someone who can heal her, otherwise she would have to drag the damage to play the game.

As a night watchman, Lu Ge would be more troublesome if something happened.

Shen Youyu said: "The task requires eight days, we were attacked on the first night today, maybe there will be more after that."

He doesn't know much about ghosts, but it's not that he doesn't understand anything, and he even understands a certain aspect better than ordinary people.

Because of his illness, many people said that he would not live for long, and some even booked his shady marriage after death.

When Shen Youyu learned about this, he almost died of anger.

At that time, Shen Chen was still speechless in the Shen family, and the siblings were simply objects to be manipulated by their relatives, so they settled the matter privately.

It's uncomfortable to have an extra yin marriage partner out of nowhere, not to mention that one of his rings was buried.

When Shen Youyu thought of this, he felt depressed.

His ring finger still has traces of wearing a ring before, but now it is empty, with distinct joints, white and slender fingers.

Speaking of which, he didn't know anything about the dead man.

Chen Guang couldn't help asking: "Whose spirit are we guarding?"

"It should be the coffin downstairs." Su Huihui touched her hair and reminded: "Otherwise, it would be impossible for us to live in a house with a coffin for no reason."

She was really startled when she opened the door before.

Lu Ge waved his arm. Although it still hurt a little, it was much better than before. "Wake up on the first night?"

"The first night is also possible."

"Isn't there a saying called the first seven nights of resurgence?"

Several people discussed and agreed with the first seven's statement. After all, this is a horror game, and the first seven's resurgence is the most reasonable explanation for the appearance of ghosts.

The first seven can be said to be a custom known to everyone. It is generally believed that the deceased returns home on the seventh day after death. At this time, people must avoid it and prepare meals at home. Anyway, try not to see each other.

This is also the basis for the creation of many horror stories. After all, if a wronged soul returns, there will be many things to do in revenge.

Jiang Xiaotian said enthusiastically, "The seventh night is the scariest thing. After passing through, it will be the eighth day, and the task has just been completed."

The novice dungeon is really simple.

Shen Youyu frowned, he always felt that this matter is not so easy, of course this is just his intuition, there is no basis for saying it.

They didn't talk for too long, they went back to their respective rooms, anyway, it was necessary to conserve energy, and they still had to stay for several days.

The night gradually deepened.

Faint moonlight leaked in from the small window above the stairwell and hit the wooden steps, reflecting a pair of footprints.

The creaking sound became clear as the footprints went up, and the outline of the footprints was clearly printed on the steps.

Like someone is going upstairs.

The puppet at the stairway suddenly moved and turned to the stairway, only to see the glass ball-like eyes reflecting the empty stairs.

The footprints stopped in the middle and eventually disappeared.

The puppet was crooked and returned to its original posture.

early morning.

Su Huihui pushed open the door, patted the puppet in the stairwell, and put it back in her arms, but found nothing wrong.

"I'm going down to make breakfast." Zhang Jiancheng came out of the room.

In fact, the role of the chef is more than that. His food can have some bonus effects, such as recovering physical strength faster within a certain period of time, etc.

Shen Youyu didn't sleep very well, and went into the bathroom expressionlessly.

At that time, Su Huihui and Jiang Xiaotian stood at the door of the room and whispered: "Don't you think he is very delicate? It's not the face, I mean all kinds of habits."

Hearing her words, Jiang Xiaotian looked over.

Shen Youyu just came out of the bathroom, just washed his face, a strand of hair on his forehead was stained with water, he was wiping the water off his hands with a tissue, his movements were elegant and orderly.

"The family conditions should be very good." Jiang Xiaotian concluded: "The young master of the rich family is also possible."

Shen Youyu didn't sleep well last night, turned his neck, saw the two girls were staring at him, and asked, "What's the problem?"

The two girls shook their heads in unison.

Shen Youyu didn't know why, so he walked over to them and reminded: "I should go outside to find out some news today."

Jiang Xiaotian responded, "Yes, yes."

When they went downstairs, there were several dishes on the table, all of which were delicious in color, flavor and taste. It was a blessing to have a good meal in such an environment.

Lu Ge said: "I finally understand why most people like to bring a chef, because it's really cool."

Don't forget to eat in horror games. This is what most players think. You can throw away everything, but you can't throw away delicious food.

Zhang Jiancheng chuckled, and said longingly: "It would be great if all ghosts could be bought by me with food."

Shen Youyu: "..."

Nonsense is nonsense, a few people left the house directly after eating.

There were more and more paper money on the streets, floating everywhere, and there was no one outside, like a dead town.

A piece of paper money stuck to Zhang Jiancheng's face, he grabbed it off, tore it up and threw it on the ground, "It's really unlucky."

The damaged paper money was blown away by the wind.

Zhang Jiancheng was about to say something, but felt a blur in front of his eyes, and after shaking, he realized that he was standing alone in the middle of the road.

He asked, "Why are you all walking so fast?"

Jiang Xiaotian was dumbfounded by his question, and said strangely: "We didn't leave, you walked out by yourself."

Just now, when she saw Zhang Jiancheng walking to the middle of the road, she thought it was something he wanted to do, but it turned out that he just tore up a piece of paper money.

"What me..." Zhang Jiancheng wanted to say something, but suddenly his back trembled, thinking of something, and stopped asking.

Shen Youyu reminded: "Stop talking, there are people ahead."

Everyone looked forward in unison, only to see a few people in white mourning clothes bowed their heads and bowed their waists, lined up like dead people.

Shen Youyu narrowed his eyes, "They entered that house."

That house was a bit dilapidated, and when the door was opened, you could still see the coffin in the living room. It wasn't very far from their house, and it was only a dozen or so meters away.

Chen Guang suggested: "We can eavesdrop."

"Ah... yes." Su Huihui raised her hand timidly, "I can let the puppets go over and listen to what they are doing."

She took out a puppet from her bosom. The spliced ​​broken puppet was a little weird. It moved as soon as it hit the ground, and then walked towards the house.

The doll was not big, it crawled in through the window, landed in the dark room, and hid furtively in a corner.

Su Huihui breathed a sigh of relief, "No one was found."

The whole street was very quiet, Shen Youyu turned his eyes around, and finally stopped on the tallest building.

Not long after, Su Huihui's face turned pale, and her body softened a little. Fortunately, she was supported by Chen Guang next to her so she didn't fall.

Jiang Xiaotian asked: "What's wrong?"

"That... my doll was found." Su Huihui said with a pale face, "So I feel a little uncomfortable."

The puppeteer and the puppet are closely related. Although the puppet can block attacks for her, it is not completely harmless.

Shen Youyu said: "Since we've been discovered, let's leave first."

After all, this small town is full of secrets. If it is accidentally triggered, it may be a dead end. It would be terrible if the novice copy is wiped out.

As soon as the words fell, a doll was seen squeezed out of the window.

This is also when Shen Youyu observed the doll from a close distance. It looked the same as the doll in the horror movies he watched before, with a big palm and a pair of eyes occupying the entire face, which looked very weird.

The puppet quickly crawled to their side, jumped into Su Huihui's arms, and made a mechanical sound from its mended mouth.

Lu Ge asked curiously, "What is it talking about?"

Su Huihui explained: "It let us go, it was discovered."

Shen Youyu hardly thought about it, turned around and left.

The place they stayed was a little far away from that side, and after a few steps they returned to the side of the coffin room, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief, rushing to open the door.

Shen Youyu went in behind, Zhang Jiancheng was second to last, and he used a lot of strength, he was almost hit.

Zhang Jiancheng turned around and cursed: "I'm sorry for breaking the door, I didn't mean it, I didn't expect it to be so bad, isn't it broken?"

Shen Youyu rubbed his hands, "It's okay, just rubbing for a while."

"It's all red." Jiang Xiaotian glanced over, his skin was already fair, so the redness was very obvious.

Shen Youyu frowned, just opened his hand, and curled his slender fingers again, he didn't take it seriously, "It will be fine in a while."

Seeing what he said, other people didn't want to ask more questions, and their attention returned to what Su Huihui had just eavesdropped on.

Back in the coffin room, everyone didn't even feel scared, probably because it was daytime.

Su Huihui said in a low voice: "Although the doll was discovered, I did hear something just now."

She shook her body and put the doll on the table. The two big glass ball eyes faced everyone, and a picture slowly emerged from the glass ball.

In the dilapidated room, several people in mourning clothes stood around the table, gesticulating and talking about something.

With their words, the picture gradually began to fluctuate.

Immediately afterwards, a man in mourning suddenly turned around, looked straight at the corner, and almost reached the doll in the blink of an eye.

Everyone only had time to see the magnified faces and eyes.

Lu Ge was staring at it, and was taken aback by surprise, seeing the eyes of the man in mourning enlarged into the eyes of the doll, covered with bloodshot eyes.

Zhang Jiancheng gasped and said, "This is too sudden."

Then the man in mourning left, and the scene changed back to the scene of several people surrounding the table, all of them looked heavy.

"He's an evil spirit..."

Then the puppet opened its mouth wide and spit out four words, then stood still.

The hall fell silent, and several people shivered in unison, regained their clarity, and stared at the doll in thought.

At first, everyone thought that it would be fine to just wait in the coffin room until the first seven passed, but now it seems that this is not the case.

Shen Youyu repeated: "Is he an evil ghost?"

Obviously this is a sentence mentioned by several people. The evil ghost knows it is scary when he hears it, but who is he?

He squeezed his hand subconsciously, and at this moment, he suddenly felt a coolness between his fingers, which flowed upwards.

The back of Shen Youyu's hand was cold, as if frozen.

The feeling is too obvious, he can't ignore it at all, the hell in broad daylight?

Shen Youyu was shocked, quickly withdrew his hand, and asked in a low voice: "Did you feel anything just now?"

Lu Ge asked: "No, what's the matter?"

Su Huihui asked nervously, "Did a ghost appear just now?"

Jiang Xiaotian and Zhang Jiancheng hurried over to ask, and quickly looked around.

"...No." Shen Youyu shook his hands, thought for a while, and finally shook his head, "I'm just asking, maybe I was a little uncomfortable just now."

He didn't see anything, maybe it was the cold wind just now.

Jiang Xiaodian nodded, but suddenly turned back, "Is your hand okay, why does it feel redder than before? How about I sew it for you?"

Shen Youyu stopped shaking his hands.

Several people looked at his hand in unison, and suddenly found that the back of the hand was red, and it was obviously not injured.

Zhang Jiancheng looked at his hands silently, and felt that Shen Youyu's skin was too delicate, and it would turn red if he rubbed it casually.

Shen Youyu refused: "Just mend it."

He didn't want any weird bows on his hands.

Shen Youyu touched the back of his hand, actually there was no pain, it can be said that he didn't feel it, but it was a little cold, especially at the beginning of the fingers.

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