It is said that I was once a big man [Quick Transmigration]

After attending the wedding, Jiang Yanhuai and the others went back to their hometown to attend the funeral according to the plot. They were traveling at night and wanted to listen to the radio broadcast on the road, but the radio broadcasted a hoarse electromagnetic sound like the last century.

Someone commented: "This small detail is quite in place, and I have goosebumps."

Some people disdainfully said: "Tch, it's just a mystery."

Jiang Yanhuai didn't feel scary either. They followed the plot and came to the funeral scene. It was already night. When they stepped into the mourning hall, they saw that the scene had changed at a glance. The mantle, the ground is a lot of paper money that is burning.

There is a black coffin in the mourning hall. On both sides of the coffin are several wreaths and paper figurines. The paper figurines are dressed in colorful ancient costumes, with blush and lip gloss on their faces. With a good look, he is slowly turning his eyes to stare at the visitor.

"Damn it!" Seeing this thing as soon as he entered the door, his eyes were still aligned, Jiang Yanhuai couldn't hold back, and gasped. He suddenly screamed and startled everyone.

"What's wrong?" Everyone asked one after another, Jiang Yanhuai's face was slightly stiff, and he glanced at the paper figurine again, and found that it was just his own illusion, the paper figurine's eyeballs didn't move at all, so he waved his hand and said: "It's okay, I was wrong. "

"Brother Jiang, you're making such a fuss, you're scaring me to death!" Everyone said with a playful smile, and didn't take it seriously. Jiang Yanhuai took another glance carefully, and there was still nothing strange, so he was relieved, but he was still a little inexplicably embarrassed, and he didn't dare to talk to him. The paper figurines looked at each other.

According to the hint of the plot, they will burn paper money for the deceased, and then stay here all night.While burning paper money, several people soon discovered clues.This place was an old house, and the father of the deceased seemed to love his daughter very much. He carved a lot of words on the wall, all of which were "I love my daughter" and "My daughter is my caring little padded jacket".

"My beloved daughter died suddenly when she got married. The old father should be very sad. Fortunately, there is still a son in the family who can accompany him through his old age." A person who was traveling with him said, but Fu Shudu shook his head, expressing his disapproval: " I just saw a notebook in the anteroom drawer, you can look at it."

His words attracted everyone's attention, and everyone gathered together to study it. It is obvious that this notebook is quite old, with black ink and yellowed pages, a sense of age rushes over the face, and this is not so much a notebook as it is a notebook. this bill.

There is a sum of expenses recorded on it, the neighbor's old man Li owed two yuan and did not pay it back, how much money he spent raising his daughter, etc., the records are clearly recorded, and people can see that this person is a caring person. , If you really love your daughter, how could it be possible that since she was a child, she would even write down the popsicles that the daughter ate for a dime, but the son's expenses have not been seen.

After reading the bill, and then at the false message on the wall, everyone was silent.

Fu Shudu smiled and said: "This plot is quite interesting." He had the desire to continue exploring.

"This book is terrifying to think about, and I've got goosebumps again." Others muttered, Jiang Ting was always by Fu Shudu's side, and they were very close.

Looking at Fu Shudu's serious face, Jiang Ting's eyes flickered slightly. He was not interested in horror games at all. He even complained that the games Yun Sang made had no horror at all, otherwise he could pretend to be scared. , slightly closer to Fu Shudu.

In the midst of extreme fear, some relatively intimate behavior between two people is not out of line, is it?

It's a pity that Gao Neng never showed up, but clues came out one after another.Fu Shudu was immersed in finding clues, and quickly found a battery, which seemed to be installed in the radio, completely unaware that someone was secretly trying to seduce him.

Jiang Yanhuai is also a game lover. He soon found a pre-order from a funeral shop, which stated that the funeral supplies such as wreaths, paper figurines, ghost coins, and lanterns ordered by the family of the deceased on September 9 had been delivered.

"Have you noticed that the date of death of this cousin is September 9th, but the date of this order is September 16th, it seems that the cause of her death is not simple!" He sat cross-legged on the ground, and just finished speaking, his eyes met The paper figurine met him, his eyes widened, and he stood up in fright.

Because the paper figurine sent by the funeral parlor was obviously a smiling face, but under the dim and throbbing candlelight just now, it looked particularly blue-faced and fangs.

He straightened his neck stiffly, and asked his companion, "Hey, do you feel that the expression of the paper figurine has changed?"

His words made his companion's heart skip a beat, and he looked over, noticing that although the candle was flickering and flickering, exuding a cold and ominous atmosphere, under the light of the fire, the paper figurines either looked kindly or slightly closed their eyes, still Quietly guarding the mourning hall, nothing unusual at all.

Jiang Yanhuai looked more suspicious, and they just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, saying that the game only started for a few minutes, how could the pace be so fast.

"This game is not very scary. Don't scare yourself." As soon as one of them finished speaking, their eyes met the paper figure behind Jiang Yanhuai. The paper figure smiled at them, and the paper figure suddenly Picking up a knife, the light of the knife reflected a cold light, and at that moment, the hairs on the backs of several people were all excited!

They broke down the tape recorder along the way, and it happened that the midnight radio station was playing at this time: "...we, the shady matchmakers, specialize in matchmaking between the dead. Marriage fees, young and beautiful corpses are always in short supply, and the family members are generally willing to provide..."

There are also people talking to the radio station. The soft and sweet female voice makes the scalp tingle in the middle of the night: "It can solve the marriage problem of the deceased. The profession of a matchmaker is really great... I want to ask a matchmaker, I have a friend , she just died not long ago, can she find a young and handsome male corpse for a shady marriage?"

The shady matchmaker smiled deeply: "The supply of young and handsome male corpses is naturally in short supply. If anyone is willing to provide them, the more the better..."

In the early hours of the night, the windy mourning hall, the broadcast full of hints, and the approaching paper figurines are indeed full of horror.The hairs of the boys were already standing on end, and they started to back up, trembling and saying: "Fuck! Damn it, do the young and handsome male corpses refer to us?" Yun Sang planned to match them with female relatives. Is it really a domestic horror game?

As a paper man with a knife swooped in, it filled the field of vision, directly confirming their guess.The fear in the deepest part of the cerebral cortex was aroused. Jiang Yanhuai and the others screamed and kicked over the brazier like crazy, knocking down the candles.

The fire suddenly went out, and the field of vision was pitch black. The paper figurines were chasing them, and they could only run away in all directions. Some even hit the threshold and fell down. The scene became a mess.

Jiang Ting was also taken aback. Gao Neng, whom he had been praying for, came, but he couldn't throw himself into his arms at all. Fu Shudu disappeared, and the admirers who had said that they would protect him if they were in danger, met Dangerous, let alone protect him, he can run faster than a rabbit.

He was left alone with a face full of astonishment. Looking at the paper man who was chasing up, his face suddenly turned pale, and he also started to run away desperately.But his eyes were all dark, and he couldn't see the direction at all. Hearing the continuous screams coming from his companion's ears, he recognized a familiar voice. Jiang Ting was even more frightened to death, so he could only keep running.

When he was running out of strength, he realized that he had bumped into a coffin, and felt that the bottom was hollowed out. Jiang Ting gasped for breath, and quickly got into it.

At this moment, his chest was heaving violently, the feeling of escaping life hadn't gone away, his heartbeat couldn't calm down at all, and his calves were trembling, but he didn't dare to make a single gasp, because no one was with him at the moment Beside him, Jiang Ting he already regretted, regretting why he had to experience this deadly broken game for himself!Almost scared to death, he hated Yun Sang to death!

However, the place where he was hiding seemed to be safe, and there was gradually no movement outside.

As soon as he thought happily, a pair of shoes appeared under the coffin, which made his face stiff, and his heart jumped into his throat, because they were a pair of red embroidered shoes of old style and not in line with the trend, which seemed familiar.

There was a string of silver bell-like laughter beside my ears: "Who is occupying my seat?"

Before he finished speaking, he was pulled out by a pair of bruised and fierce hands, strangling his neck. Jiang Ting couldn't bear it any longer, and burst out screaming crazily, but his admirers who had always been proud of him all Abandoning him and running away, the sense of immersion was too strong, he felt that he had to explain here today, and unprecedented despair swept him.

Then, as the female ghost's hands tightened for a moment, his eyes went dark, and he lost consciousness like a kite with a broken string.

It turned out that the instrument detected that his fear value was too high and kicked him out.The bright lights in the hall made people have nowhere to hide, completely exposing his tearful and terrified face. Who said that the game designed by Yun Sang is not scary, this is not scary, there are no horror games in China!