This NPC really has a problem

Bang bang bang!

Someone kicked at the door desperately.

Xu Yan shrank behind the door in fear: "What should I do? He is kicking the door now!"

Bai Zhu didn't know what to do: "Didn't you do research on holographic horror games before you came here? Think about what to do if you encounter this situation in other games?"

Xu Yan is just a game novice, but fortunately his memory is really good, two words popped out of Bai Zhu's mind as soon as Bai Zhu reminded him, and hurried out of the toilet to search in the room.

In this kind of horror game with a relatively closed space, there must be props to deal with or get rid of the boss, and the props must be hidden near the player!

"Open the door! Open the door!"

The voice outside the door gradually became sharper, and it was clearly Chen Jin's voice, but it sounded very strange at this moment, howling in a strange tone.

Xu Yan didn't know where the sound came from, after all, according to what Bai Zhu said, Chen Jin only had his lower body left.

Xu Yan told Bai Zhu what he was thinking, and Bai Zhu was looking for props in the room with black-rimmed glasses, and there was a ping-pong-pong sound on both ends of the phone.The door was kicked outside by Chen Jin's lower body, and the wooden door, which had been specially thickened to keep warm, creaked under the tremendous force. Xu Yan's hands trembled a little while rummaging in the bedside table, fearing that the door would be kicked in the next second opened.

The bedside table was empty, save for necessities such as paper towels.Xu Yan saw a notebook inside, and remembered the notebook that was often used as an important prop in the game, hurriedly took it out and flipped through it back and forth.

The notebook is blank.

There was a long, overwhelmed creaking sound from the wooden door over there, Xu Yan's hands trembled in shock, the notebook fell off from his hand, wiped the floor and slipped under the bed.

Xu Yan hurriedly lay down on the ground to pick up the notes, but the notebook brought out something unexpected from under the bed.

Xu Yan stared blankly at the human finger.

next door.

"Is there something on the wardrobe?" Bai Zhuwen was checking the teapot's black-rimmed glasses.

"Huh?" The black-framed glasses looked up, hesitantly said, "It seems there are?"

There are many differences between the character data in the game and their reality. For example, Bai Zhu is 20 centimeters shorter than in reality, and her height with black-rimmed glasses is about the same as in reality, but she is not tall in reality.

However, the wardrobe in the game is surprisingly high, so there is a situation where they can't see what is on the top of the wardrobe even when they step on the chair.The taller black-rimmed glasses in the game stepped on the chair, tiptoed and reached for the things on the top of the cabinet, but failed to get it after several attempts.

Bai Zhu already asked below: "Did you find out what it is?"

"Prototype, metal surface..." The black-rimmed glasses asked uncertainly, "Looks like a mirror?"

"Wait a minute, I'll get it soon..." said the black-rimmed glasses, rested for a while, stood on tiptoe again, and pressed the whole body tightly against the cabinet.

The fingertips were icy cold, as if they touched the mirror.

The black-rimmed glasses held his breath.

There was a sudden knock on the door.

The unexpected knock on the door startled the two people in the room, and the black-rimmed glasses almost fell off the chair.Her hand slid forward, and her wrist hit the edge of the cabinet top. The pain that the system would not relieve caused her to burst into tears.

What's more important is that this time, she pushed the things on the top of the cabinet inside.

The black-rimmed glasses didn't get off the chair, and he looked at Bai Zhu below him in horror.

Did Chen Jin give up Xu Yan and come to them?

They paid so much attention to the things on the top of the cabinet that they didn't know when the sound of kicking the door next door disappeared.

Just as Bai Zhu made up his mind to learn how to fight hard like Xu Yan next door, he didn't open the door.

At this time, a familiar voice sounded outside the door.

"……What are you doing?"

Mr. Lu asked calmly.

……

Mr. Lu was woken up.

His sleep quality is very good, and he can ignore the bell that rings on time every night, but if he still can't wake up from the movement upstairs, he is not in a deep sleep, he is dead.

Mr. Lu didn't know when he slept on the sofa. The sofa in the living room was not very long, and he couldn't stretch his arms and legs when he slept on it.In his sleep, Mr. Lu consciously curled up and pulled the blanket off the sofa, sleeping soundly.

When the noise was heard, he tried to pull the thin quilt over his head, but the quilt pressed by him could not be moved at all. Mr. Lu turned over out of habit after several attempts to no avail.

Then fell off the couch.

The cold floor was the immediate cause of waking Mr. Lu up.

The fire in the fireplace was much smaller. Although it still provided heat for the room, the floor, which was not warm at all, became even colder.Mr. Lu stayed on the ground for a while, then got up from the ground.

He looked at the chime.

The pitch-black crow opened a pair of inorganic eyes made of glass, and stood on the top of the clock with half-open wings. The light from the fire and the shadows of fire were intertwined on the clock face. The hour hand had already passed zero, and started a new round.

Mr. Lu looked at the dark stairwell again.

It was very noisy upstairs.

The movement was as loud as if his house was about to be demolished.

Mr. Lu frowned and lit a candle, holding the candle and stepping into the darkness.Of course, the stairs of such a small house will not have any spacious space. The extremely high ceiling contrasts sharply with the left and right walls that are very close to each other. The stairwell is connected from the first to the third floor. Meter five, the roof slope is extremely steep to prevent it from being crushed by snow in winter, and a skylight can be vaguely seen through the gap in the stairwell.

You can't see anything in the dark.

Mr. Lu raised his head and stared at the window quietly.

There seemed to be a pair of eyes behind the window, staring at him viciously with endless resentment.

Mr. Lu reached out and tore off a page of the calendar on the wall, as if he didn't notice the blood gradually oozing out of it, he crumpled it up and stuffed it into his pocket.