Everyone Loves Gentle Township [Quick Transmigration]

"Don't look, don't think about it." Lou Wei muttered in a low voice, and was afraid, why so many people picked her alone to scare her, the courage that she had practiced in playing games was almost wiped out at this time.

Thinking of this, something suddenly flew out of the bushes on the other side, and the dark shadow quickly disappeared.

She didn't even have time to recognize it.

Yan Yan in front knocked her hand off: "I picked you alone to scare me, don't you understand why?" Water, what a joy.

Next to her, Shao Gan lowered his head, his ears were so red that they were about to bleed.

The upper body of the love brain has no reference ability, if some ghosts come out at this time, Shao Gan may feel that it hinders him from bowing his head and being shy.

Sighing: "I'd better make a move?" After finishing speaking, he showed the machete on his waist, and the spirit pattern on it appeared and disappeared, giving himself courage.

Similar to what I saw in the office, the entire villa looks very neat, but the outside yard has been left unattended for a long time, and many weeds have grown.

"Are you new residents?" While they were standing outside the house observing the scenery, a young girl suddenly appeared behind her, wearing a bright red dress with suspenders and carrying a crocodile leather bag, with long and smooth black hair, "It's been a long time here There are no newcomers."

Just as he was talking, his gaze fell on Zhitiao: "It's been a long time since someone as beautiful as you has appeared here." After speaking, he turned around and walked towards the villa next to him.

It seems that they just passed by to say hello, and no one cares about this little episode.

It's just that at the moment of entering the door, Zhidiao suddenly felt a little dizzy, as if something forced someone else's memory into him - he saw a woman in red, standing on the stage, holding her hands Wearing an umbrella, with stilt-like shoes under her feet, she is dancing about something.

This is not the first time that this kind of thing has happened. In the previous dungeons, he has actually unconsciously received the memories of the ghosts in the dungeon, but this time he is particularly sober.

He was even sober enough to see the poster on the side of the stage. The large poster showed the image of a woman. She is a well-known drama actor and is very popular.

"senior?"

The result of sober acceptance was that Jitori passed out the moment he entered the door without warning.If Shao Gan hadn't followed behind, seeing that the situation was not right and helped him, he would have fallen to the ground directly.

He couldn't wake it up anyway, this kind of "attack" directly on the player gave him a rare sense of crisis: "This time the copy is very different." From the very beginning, it directly targeted the player, reminding him of those Gossip and secrets circulating in the game world.

Some people say that there is no way to get out at all, and the so-called one life to pass through as many games as possible to get out is just a comforting lie.

In fact, the game will only spare no effort to make them work for them, especially the remarks that have arisen not long ago from nowhere: In terms of the world of cultivating immortals, the game is a power of evil, and they are just souls who have been manipulated , everything they do is helping the evildoers.

It's like a little donkey with carrots hanging from its head, chasing after the carrots that will never be eaten in its mouth.

Although it was not the same as Shao Gan's impression all the time, but when he really hugged him in his arms, he suddenly remembered that unreal face on the night under the moonlight.

"Let's tidy up the upstairs room first." There are three bedrooms on the second floor of the villa, and there is a separate utility room. After tidying up, you can buy a bed tomorrow and use it. Tonight, someone has to come to make the floor.

"I'll help senior go upstairs first."

Not knowing what happened at all, Lou Wei looked around and opened the backpack she was carrying with her. The bag was full of cash, and there were some gold, silver and jewelry at the bottom, each of which looked expensive: "At least you don't have to worry about food and clothing."

However, Yaoyan didn't respond to her, just stared at the second floor, seemed to be thinking about something, and went out the door after a while.

Zhitiao's dream didn't last long, those memories were mixed together, he was still performing on stage one second, and was arrested by a group of people the next second.

Those people wore black cloaks and masks on their faces.

It was a style he was very familiar with, black.

Only the person standing at the front, with a white mask in his hand, put the thin white mask on the woman's face without saying a word, regardless of the woman's struggle.

The mask seemed to have some magical power. The moment she put it on, the woman gave up struggling.A line of blood flowed out from the gap between the mask and the face, and the originally loud cry for help turned into a painful whine.

Although he couldn't figure out what happened, Zhidiao had the experience of empathizing with the woman, and the pain and sorrow were transmitted from the woman to Zhidiao's body.

Shao Gan looked at the man lying on the bed frowning tightly, and felt that his heart was also rubbed together.

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The doorbell rang suddenly, and Lou Wei put her backpack in a cabinet on the first floor, and turned to open the door.

Before closing the doorknob, she suddenly thought of some common routines in horror movies, so she moved her eyes to the cat's eye on the door to see who was outside.

Sure enough, there was nothing outside the door.

It seemed that there was an unwritten rule in the past that ghosts who were not invited could not enter the residence of living people. The words she wanted to respond to were swallowed by her, and she turned around and ignored them.

Probably aware of her lack of response, the doorbell rang again.

"Ding dong—ding dong."

It's getting more and more hasty, to the point where it's annoying to listen to.Lou Wei finally couldn't bear it anymore, reached out and patted the door, roaring: "What's the noise, is it annoying!"

As if startled, the doorbell terminated.

Then the phone rang.

There is a landline in the corner of the living room, which was left along with the house.It is said that the previous owner moved away in a hurry before he had time to deal with these matters. The utility bills were not due, and the phone number of the landline of the house was not even changed in time.

In order to match the decoration of the room, the landline was deliberately selected as an old-fashioned one, with numbers neatly arranged in the middle, and the microphone was placed on the top as if it had been enshrined.

Lou Wei vaguely felt that there was something wrong with the house, so she still answered the call bravely, but there was no answer from the other end of the phone, only the hollow sound of wind.

Lou Wei identified it carefully. The sound seemed to come from a certain space with water and wind. Except for the natural sound, there was also a short sound like a nail piercing the body.

Of course, Lou Wei had never heard this kind of sound before, but such a description naturally emerged in her mind. The sticking sound of piercing flesh was amplified and played to her mixed with natural sound effects.

This is not some healing percussion sound, the weird association brought by the sound made her scalp tingle, just when she was about to hang up the phone, a weird voice appeared, chanting in a gloomy but pious tone: "He will Take away our sins and open the gate of hell with pain."

Is it really good to scare her alone?

After hanging up the phone, Lou Wei squatted on the ground, holding her own knife in her arms, not knowing what to do.

She felt that she was already a very assertive person, but now that Xiaoyan was gone, Zhidiao fell into a coma again, and the failure at the beginning made her feel quite panicked.

Or go upstairs first, at least you can relax when there are many people.

Taking a deep breath, she opened the cabinet, took out a few banknotes from her backpack and put them in her pocket for emergencies, then went upstairs.

The wooden stairs creaked, and Lou Wei, who was full of thoughts of finding her companion to be calm and calm, didn't notice her own footsteps, which subtly overlapped with another footstep.

Upstairs, Jitori had just recovered from a coma.

There was not much useful information about the dream about the woman in red, and most of it could be guessed by Zhitiao, except for one thing that was very strange.

At the end of the dream, it was the woman who pried open the ceiling, stuffed a diary into the attic, and sealed it back up again.

So much so that after waking up, as soon as Zhitiao opened his eyes, the last impression in his mind was the white cover of the diary, with a few small sparrows drawn on it, very cute.

Seeing that he woke up, Shao Gan was happy, all words were stuck in his throat, he didn't know what to say first, but Zhi Niao got up from the bed and walked to the door, as if he was looking at something from this angle.

Shao Gan was puzzled, so he also walked over to have a look.

Looking at it from this angle, the place where the head of the bed is resting, a corner of the wooden board is tilted up, teasing, luring someone to open it and explore.

"I'm going to move a chair." There was only one soft sofa in this room. Shao Gan moved a wooden chair from the utility room next door, stood on it, and asked Lou Wei to come over with a crowbar.

Above the planks was a hollow attic.

It should not be regarded as an attic, but an abandoned space after decoration.Shao Gan stretched out his arm and groped back and forth on it, but not far away, he quickly found a notebook.

It's not too thin, and it's not as thick as a professional textbook. The paper is soft and can be folded to avoid being unable to take it out.Shao Gan nodded to Zhiniao, and was about to take down the book when a cold hand slid gently across the back of his hand.

But it cannot be ignored, goose bumps stood up one by one, Shao Gan quickly withdrew his hand, and there was a clearly visible burnt mark on the back of his hand: "This ghost doesn't take a bath." The diary that was taken down seemed to be dragged by something, returning to its original position little by little.

Bite the bullet, Shao Gan had no choice but to make another change.It is the diary of a drama actress, and on one page there is a picture of her favorite red dress.

"Hey, isn't this the one just now?" Lou Wei looked up at Zhiniao in surprise when she saw that page.

Reminiscent of Zhitiao's sudden coma, her intuition told her that it was not an accident to find the diary: "Senior, isn't your inspiration particularly high?" A world of induction.

This is not a good thing. In the past, there were veterans who piled up inspiration points for themselves in order to fight against the madness of the spiritual book. However, another world cannot allow living people to enter and exit at will.

What's more, players who may not even be called living people.

Getting lost in it is just the most harmless end.

"She should be dead, but her soul is still wandering around." Zhi Niao looked at the ceiling, unable to figure out how the diary would appear in the place closest to him when the actress was walking towards the villa next door.

As if ready to scare him on purpose.If Shao Gan hadn't snatched the job first, Zhiniao would have been branded black.

In the room with the windows closed, a chill creeps over the soles of your feet.

"I'm back!" Downstairs, Ruoyan went back without knowing where she was, and came back with a full handbag.

作者有话要说：周末准备好了爆更，努力一周内完结（立下FLAG）感谢在2020-05-1218:42:46~2020-05-1519:49:06期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 late at night;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!