Run with the ball in an escape game

"Squeak..."

A piercing voice sounded in the dead silence, the door suddenly moved, and a piece of the white patent leather on it fell off.

Someone swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and everyone stared at the dark door.

what is inside?Will a monster emerge out of nowhere? !

Xun Qin trembled and asked, "Yes, do you want to open it and have a look?"

However, the two companions next to each other looked at each other, and neither of them was willing to go up.The unknown is often the most frightening, and it is still in this kind of house with a strong atmosphere of terror.

Jing Huan frowned, there was no movement in the crack of the door for a long time, he raised the sword in his hand, pasted a piece of talisman on the sword, and threw it forward.

Several people saw the sword flying straight towards the door, and thrust it into the door with a "boom", and the whole door opened with a bang.

Ying Mutian then flicked the flashlight, and the light entered the room. There was only a bookshelf and a desk inside, and nothing was seen for the time being.

"Let's go." Ying Mutian urged the players standing in front.

The opponent bowed his body like a mouse frightened by a cat, jumped forward twice in fright, and then turned around obediently: "Ah, hey? I..."

"Tsk." Ying Mutian irritatedly pushed the person away, striding forward first, with a look of domineering in his own home, without the cautious and nervous attitude of exploring the horror bungalow.

Jing Huan also followed behind him, watching him walk to the desk and pick up a book on the desk.

"Look, Huanhuan! This book is broken like this."

Jing Huan leaned forward, it was a yellow book, printed in big red characters, and the content was also very red, there was nothing worth paying attention to.

Jing Huan took a look inside the room, it was just an ordinary study room, most of the books had rotted away.Except for the book, there is nothing in the room, so I don't know what caused the noise just now.

Jing Huan frowned, although he was not afraid, but he also hated these suspicious things.

Forget it, if there is no such thing as a ghost, let's see if we can find any information in this room.

He put his eyes on the bookshelf, and motioned for the three of Xunqin to come and help search.

Half an hour later, on the dirty table lay a photo album, several books on blessings and seances, several books on reincarnation of souls, several pictorial posters of many children and many blessings, and a medical record of the death of a baby.

"Do you want to reincarnate the dead baby or send it to the spirit?" Xun Qin looked at these things and asked.

Jing Huan frowned when he saw these heretics: "Anyway, it's not a good thing."

Xunqin nodded: "I guess this family used the magic on it to attract ghosts."

Jing Huan looked at Ying Mutian, but this big guy didn't have the consciousness of being an NPC at all now, he leaned against the door with an attitude of nothing to do with himself, and only focused on Jing Huan.

Seeing Jing Huan turned to face him, Ying Mutian said Shi Shiran: "It wasn't my family who made it, sure."

Xun Qin asked: "Why?"

Ying Mutian replied: "Because I have only one child in my family, I survived."

After he finished speaking, he began to lean against the door and ignore people.

Jing Huan knew that he must know all the content of the plot, but the rest needs to be reasoned by the player.

After a little guessing, Win Mutian and the domestic horror movies he watched when he was free, speculated: "It wasn't made by Wang Er's parents, it should be Wang Er's relatives. The child of a relative of Wang Er died. , and then his parents wanted to use you as a newborn to carry out a spirit séance? Wang Er’s parents also died tragically? In these books, all the séances are said to have no effect on the person being descended.”

As he said that, he swept away the books and papers on the table, and continued: "Look, the content on the rest of the paper with many red marks on it is completely opposite, and it has been crossed out a lot. I can make up a The full story."

"Wang Er's parents died trying to save him, but because it was Wang Er's relatives who summoned ghosts, so he was never hurt. The evil ghosts killed his relatives one by one?"

Ying Mutian was sweating on his forehead, and said with difficulty: "Huan... Huanhuan, you are too fast."

Jing Huan turned his head and gave him a puzzled look.

In the next second, everyone heard footsteps coming from a distance extremely quickly... Because it was too fast, it didn't seem hurried in this quiet place.

Listening to the footsteps, a group of people in the room prepared their weapons and aimed at the door.

After listening to the sound of footsteps for more than a minute, under the light of the flashlight, a bloody villain appeared at the door.

There was a long umbilical cord dragging on its stomach, and there was an unknown blood stain on the ground wherever it went.The skin of a newborn is wrinkled, but it is wrinkled like a Shar Pei, with pus and blood, it is extremely disgusting.

Originally, it must have been very frightening to appear in front of people, but no one present trembled.On the contrary, the little devil's legs were trembling a little, as if he was too tired from running.

Seeing this, Ying Mutian said to Jing Huan: "Look, it's too fast, it almost couldn't catch up, and it made a fool of itself."

What he said immediately made the little evil ghost by the door angry. It opened its mouth suddenly, and a stream of purple-black blood sprayed out, sticking to the ground and emitting a stench and hissing and melting sound. It is obvious that this thing You must not get it on your body.

Looking at this little devil, Jing Huan couldn't help but think of Mengmeng, Mengmeng is completely different from this kind of little devil born out of malice.Normally, most ghost fetuses should be the result of parents or others maliciously killing babies, cultivating them in crooked ways, etc. This kind of little evil ghost is a disgusting thing with great resentment when it is born, and it will die when it is born.

But Mengmeng and this kind of thing are not the same kind of existence at all. She is a small life born out of love by a very small number of people and ghosts. Apart from being composed of Yin Qi and a bit cruel, she is not much different from normal babies.If possible, he hopes that Mengmeng can transform into a human form when he grows up, and grow up healthy and happy like an ordinary child.

While thinking, a foul smell suddenly approached.Suddenly he came back to his senses, the little evil spirit had rushed up, and the blood was about to splash on his face.

Jing Huan retreated quickly, but time was running out!

"Huanhuan! Be careful!" A figure rushed over from the side immediately, flying the little devil with a sword.The little thing rolled all the way, leaving a bloodstain on the ground, and a strong stench spread in the small study.

Ying Mutian immediately said: "Hurry up and get out, the smell of this thing has corpse poison!"

Everyone ran quickly, and suddenly found that it was indeed as he said, and now their limbs felt a little numb.

Xun Qin yelled, "Run, run!"

He rushed to the door, but before he could get out, a big rotting foot and sharp claws suddenly fell from the sky.

Jing Huan stretched out his hand and pulled the person away from the door, looking at the large evil spirit outside the door trying to get in, it was the kind that had attacked them before.

... Not just one, there are three out there!

"Wow!" The little evil ghost had already gotten up from the ground, screaming at everyone in the room.

The piercing sound almost shattered the eardrums, everyone covered their ears and quickly dodged, but the little devil took the opportunity to spit out a few mouthfuls of poisonous blood.

The increasingly strong stench in the room made people dizzy, Jing Huan staggered twice and retched, feeling that the scene in front of him was a little dizzy.

"It's so annoying." He became a little annoyed, and directly reached out to grab a book on the table, facing the little devil, rushed over and stuffed the book into its open mouth.

"Gah!!!" The little evil ghost suddenly fell to the ground funny, and could only make a strange cry.

Jing Huan turned to Ying Mutian at the door: "Go out!"

"Okay!" Ying Mutian directly took out a stack of talisman papers stored on his body, and threw a dozen of them towards the big evil spirit who was trying to enter the door.

The effect of the talisman paper contacting the evil spirit was even greater. The evil spirit roared in pain, and its action speed immediately slowed down.

"run!"

Jing Huan immediately turned around and rushed towards the gate, followed by the three players, together with Ying Mutian, rushed out of the closed study room without windows.

Outside the study was the living room they had just entered. The door was damaged and the space was large, so the poisonous smell dissipated most of it immediately.

Taking advantage of his sober mind and the evil spirit not catching up, Jing Huan dragged Ying Mutian to the second floor of the bungalow, hid in a random room and locked the door immediately.

The three of Xun Qin ran away at some point, Jing Huan found a corner far away from the door and squatted down, and suddenly found that Ying Mutian by the door hadn't moved.

"What's the matter?" Jing Huan got up, and his pupils shrank within two steps.

He smelled a strong smell of blood, not the breath of the old evil spirits, but the smell of fresh blood.

Taking a closer look, Ying Mutian who was sitting by the door... Or there was a pool of blood under Wang Er's body, and the edge of the blood was gradually expanding along the ground.

"What's going on? How did you get hurt? I didn't see you being hurt by a ghost just now?" He squatted down quickly, with a trace of panic that he didn't notice in his voice.

Ying Mutian raised his head and let go of his hand. Through the moonlight outside, he could see that there was a huge wound on his abdomen where the underlying fat and internal organs could be seen. This wound was fatal.

"It's okay, this is also the forced development of the dungeon..." His tone was so flat that he didn't seem to feel pain, but the feedback from this body still made him gasp: "The npc Wang Er...was originally going to be killed by the little evil ghost. Killed, you must die shortly after entering this room."

"Don't move, see if there is a way to stop the bleeding." Jing Huan quickly reached out to pull his clothes, trying to get some cloth strips for bandaging.

But Ying Mutian's body was already weak and fell towards him, and he fell into his arms.

Jing Huan's movements suddenly stopped.

Ying Mutian may have used his strength to hold on, and his voice has returned to his original tone, low but weaker than he has ever seen: "I'm fine, but I may not be with you for a while... I'll be here soon, Huanhuan, wait……"

Before he could finish speaking, his body died completely.

But at the last second, he still felt Jing Huan's uncontrollably flustered eyes and trembling embrace.

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