UP Lord's Horror Game Tour

In the third chapter, Qiao Meng was brought into a dilapidated two-story building again. Although it was not as good as a school full of people, it was much better than a haunted house. Qiao Meng was very content.

Calmly walked into the building, when he took the first step, Qiao Meng suddenly heard a child laughing, and then ran across the corridor like someone with bare feet, from far to near , and from near to far, the sound seemed to pass right in front of Qiao Meng, but Qiao Meng didn't see anything.

...Once haunted things involve children, I immediately feel very bad, because it seems that no matter what horror stories, children are undoubtedly incarnate ghosts without any sympathy.

Qiao Meng collected himself, looked around and picked up an old mop from the corner of the wall. Although this kind of physical attack should have no effect on ghosts, holding it in the hand will give people a sense of peace of mind.

After exploring, Qiao Meng preliminarily judged that this should be an orphanage, because most of the rooms contained children's clothes and worn-out toys. He even found records of orphans in a place similar to the dean's room list.

It's a pity that Aya's name was not found on the above. Maybe this name was given by his adoptive parents after he was adopted?In short, this should be the orphanage mentioned by the students in the previous chapter.

When Qiao Meng was searching the orphanage, he would often hear the cries, laughter, and footsteps of children. Although it was scary once or twice, he gradually got used to it. He played more horror games. Qiao Meng didn't pay attention to such a scary little trick!

After closing the roster, Qiao Meng looked at other places in the dean's room, and in the next second, he saw a thin figure huddled in the shadows, seeming to be watching him.Qiao Meng's heart tightened, he clenched the mop in his hand and slowly went up to him.

Originally thought that the black shadow would disappear or run away when he got close to him—it is usually like this in games—but Qiao Meng didn’t expect to wait until he walked in front of the black shadow to see the "thing" clearly. What is it, the other party still stays there obediently, looking at him eagerly.

"...Mom?" Compared to Qiao Meng who was observing cautiously, that "something" was obviously more eager, and he spoke first, with a mixture of joy and timidity in his voice, which made Qiao Meng stunned, "...what?"

"...You are mother, right? Have you come to pick me up?" That "thing", to be precise, should be a little girl. With her big cat eyes open, she stretched out her hand tentatively, grabbing the quilt " "Mom" shocked the hem of Qiao Meng's clothes, whose whole body was stiff.

"...First, I just came of age, and I haven't reached the legal marriage age yet." Qiao Meng looked down at the girl who was about four or five years old in a very complicated way, "Second, it's true that a daughter can be born at the age of thirteen or fourteen. Is it scientific? Thirdly, and most importantly, how can you tell that Lao Tzu’s gender is female?!”

The little girl tilted her head and looked at Qiao Meng ignorantly, letting him scan her up and down with what could be called X-ray eyes.The girl was very well-behaved, but the more Qiao Meng looked at her, the more she felt something was wrong——damn, that face looks so familiar!

Kneeling down, pinching the little girl's cheek, the little girl whimpered like a cat. She seemed to be in some pain, but she didn't dodge it, she just braced herself to bear Qiao Meng's force.Judging from the feel, this should indeed be a person. Of course, it does not rule out that she, like Aya in the second game, is also a ghost in human skin.

The little girl wanted to cry under Qiao Meng's increasingly tangled eyes. Finally, Qiao Meng let go of her hand desperately, and then covered her face.

He didn't know whether he should complain about how wicked the creator of this game was, or whether he should complain about how his youthful face was placed on a little girl without any sense of disobedience!It's like looking at a picture of yourself wearing women's clothing because of your mother's bad taste when you were a child. Do you understand the complicated sadness? !

Seeing the thick and gloomy air around Qiao Meng's body, the little girl moved a little uneasily, raised her hand and carefully tugged at the corner of Qiao Meng's clothes: "Mom?"

"Little ancestor, I beg you! I'm not your mother!" Qiao Meng broke down, "You... you should call me brother..."

It seemed that Qiao Meng had accepted her own existence for the time being. Although it was a pity that the name of mother was dismissed, the little girl still laughed happily. The smile made Qiao Meng feel soft-hearted and tangled: "I'm sure again, are you Girls, right? Not boys who are forced to wear women's clothes or something..."

The little girl (?) tilted her head and continued to be at a loss.

Qiao Meng raised his hand, wanting to confirm the gender of the other party - after all, no man would be too happy to see himself dressed as a young woman - but found that he was completely helpless.

Boys and girls at this age should have no difference in breasts. As for the lower body... Although Qiao Meng knew that he would be a bit obscene after staying in Two-dimensional for a long time, the barely remaining morals still made him completely unable to take such a young man seriously. Let's do it!

"...Forget it, let's treat you as a girl for now." Qiao Meng stood up a little discouraged, and took the little girl's hand, "What's your name?"

"Ameng." The little girl raised her head and answered obediently.

Qiao Meng: "..."

"What about brother?"

"...My surname is Qiao, you can just call me brother." Qiao Meng was very worried, especially resentment that the right to name was registered in advance in front of him.

"Brother's surname is Qiao? Then my surname is Qiao too? Qiao Meng... Qiao Meng... I like this name!" The little girl laughed happily.

Qiao Meng: "...Sister, please help me survive!"

Anyway, Qiao Meng and... Qiao Meng (?) teamed up successfully. Although the little girl was a little timid when they first met, she quickly recovered her original nature after discovering that Qiao Meng was easy to talk, and she was very happy. She was like a bird, and Qiao Meng probably learned her identity from her mouth.

The little girl was abandoned by her parents at the gate of the orphanage, but she always believed that her mother would come back to pick her up and did not give up waiting.

Basically, 80.00% of orphans can use this stalk. Although the beginning is very common, Qiao Meng knows that this girl must be the most important clue to clear the level in this chapter.For example, this guy is his "childhood" in the game?As for the damn "promise" with Aya was made at this time?In short, Qiao Meng decided that his next task was to take this girl around the orphanage again, hoping to find some props, trigger the girl's memory, and then complete the clues to clear the level.

Exploring with a girl is obviously more interesting than being alone. Compared with Qiao Meng, who has basically turned a blind eye to the various traps in horror games, the girl is very curious about everything, and even points at the restaurant that has deteriorated and moldy to the point of horror. The black and purple bread asked if it was okay to eat.

Qiao Meng looked at her speechlessly for a moment: "Do you think this food is edible? If you think it is edible, just give it a try."

The girl bit her finger, staring at the food hesitantly, but Qiao Meng didn't take it seriously, and turned her head to choose which kitchen knife was sharper from the kitchen.

Just when Qiao Meng finally made his choice, there was a muffled sound of a heavy object falling to the ground behind him. Qiao Meng quickly turned his head, holding a kitchen knife, ready to fight at any time, but found nothing unusual.

--etc!girl!What's wrong with you, girl!

In shock, Qiao Meng threw himself down beside the girl who was lying on the ground at some point, and carefully helped her up, only to find that the girl had no breath.

In an instant, Qiao Meng's expression became subtle, and then he slowly raised his head and looked at the table - the bread that had obviously been bitten.

...This goddamn IQ...

Qiao Meng squatted down next to the girl's corpse, covered his face, then took a deep breath, and called out loudly, "Save!"

"Are you calling me?" A brisk child's voice came from behind, Qiao Meng turned his head to look at the little boy sitting on the cabinet with the dishes and chopsticks, and nodded sadly, "Please read the file again..."

"I see." The little boy nodded with a smile, "Next, please be careful!"

Qiao Meng: "...I will definitely be careful not to let her die..."

Then, in the next second, Qiao Meng returned to the gate of the orphanage alone.

Qiao Meng felt that he had nakedly felt the greatest malice of the game maker from this girl who looked like himself when he was a child. He seemed to be laughing at Qiao Meng when he just started playing horror games, because he was driven by curiosity to die in various ways. the behavior of.

When encountering moldy and spoiled food, the protagonist of the game clearly says that eating it will have bad results, and he will save a block to eat it and die once; when encountering a closed door, the protagonist of the game clearly says that he feels that there is something very dangerous behind the door. Things, he will still save a block and open the door to die once...

This kind of thing is really an unavoidable existence. Driven by curiosity, if there are 101 ways to die in a game, Qiao Meng, who has just set foot in horror games, will definitely try 101 times. Sure enough, it is the retribution of the present life to die but still can't help but die!

"Don't put your hands in the cracks in the wall!" Quickly pulled the little girl into his arms, and after confirming that she was safe, Qiao Meng breathed a sigh of relief, "What are you going to do?!"

"I heard something panting in the crack of the wall, but it was pitch black and I couldn't see anything, so I wanted to reach in and touch it." The little girl tilted her head with an innocent face.

Qiao Meng "..." for a long time, although he has used this method to die several times, but this does not prevent him from looking at the little girl with a pity that his IQ is worrying.

"Look, I'll teach you what to do in this situation." Qiao Meng raised his hand, patted the little girl's head, then took out a kitchen knife from his pocket, tied it to the other end of the mop pole with a rope, Finally, he raised the mop and poked the end with the kitchen knife straight at the crack.

With the first poke, there was a mournful wail in the crack, and the second poke, the wailing became weaker... After poking it several times and making sure that there was no reaction inside, Qiao Meng finally took back the stain. The bloody kitchen knife turned to look at the little girl: "Okay, now you can reach out and touch it."

little girl:"……"

——It’s really not the way to take care of children! 【sad face