Simulate the operation of Beebo Street

This scare was no small matter, and everyone who was just worried screamed and rushed forward.Among them, Nakikida and Nakajima Atsushi yelled sincerely, Dazai was in the atmosphere group, and Izumi Kyouka was simply frightened by the screams of his companions, and ran along with them.

In short, several people did not know how far they ran, and finally reached the end of the corridor panting.There is a wooden door on the wall at the end, and there is a green emergency exit sign above the door frame, which is emitting a reassuring light.

Kunikida, who was only thinking about leaving the weird corridor, pushed open the door without thinking, and walked out first.

The late night on the mountain is pitch black, as it should be.However, a bloody crescent moon is high on the sky, looking down on everyone in the detective agency on the dark forest path, casting a strange light red light on the place where they look, making the already creepy evil The shadowy dead branches and vines became even more strange.

This is unscientific, right?Why did you go straight into the strange forest after coming out of the hallway of the haunted house!

And when I looked back, the wooden door also disappeared without a trace!

They looked around suspiciously, until they believed that they were really standing in the dark and empty forest.

A gust of cold wind blew through with the moist breath of the forest, and Atsushi Nakajima sneezed involuntarily.

"...I finally understand why you gave us bracelets. This place doesn't look like a haunted house at all. It's just like the light novels where you accidentally traveled to another world!"

Even Kunikida couldn't help but check with his wrist several times before he could believe that this inexplicable transition was part of a haunted house sequence.

After calming down, they noticed that there were graffiti-like fluorescent arrows on the ground, glowing faintly like will-o'-the-wisps, indicating the direction to go.

When stepping on the dead leaves that are about to rot, there will be a rustling sound, and the image of the shaking trees around is a dense net, swinging maliciously in the evening wind.And in the dark depths behind the bushes... in the dark depths, there are faint spots of light.

"...I think someone is watching us from behind the tree." Quan Jinghua said solemnly.

"Those glowing eyes...couldn't be the eyes of beasts?" Dazai looked from left to right, "Atsushi, what do you think?"

"Eh, eh? Me? No, I don't know... it shouldn't be a tiger..."

The voice of the white tiger boy was also trembling.

"It's fireflies, right? It's quite common in the wild." Kunikida tried to calmly look at the things around him, but unfortunately he is not calm at all now.

"...Kunikida," Dazai called out his companion's name in a heavy tone, and patted the other person on the shoulder, successfully making him startled, "It was indeed my hand that you touched in the corridor just now."

To his surprise, the other party did not yell at him or take any violent actions as usual, but seemed relieved.

"...Is that so?" Kunikida wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "Then you are the one holding my feet right now?"

Dazai froze for a moment, his expression changed.

"What......it's really not this time!"

Everyone lowered their heads subconsciously, only to see that Kunikida's ankle was held by a bone hand that emerged from the ground at some point.

On the ground around them, the same hands broke through the mud one after another, like wraiths unwilling to be swallowed by the earth, scratching hard and struggling to get free, wanting to return from hell to the world, competing for the place of the living.

It turned out that the strange sound that had been lingering in my ears just now was made by these things, but the light was too dim, so I didn't notice it for a while.

These skeletons are very mobile, and within a few seconds they have poked their heads out.

The group of four once again entered the state of shouting and running wildly, and this time even Dazai was frightened.

Behind them, the skeletons drilled out of the ground quickly chased after them.

Before I ran far, a small wooden house built on a clearing in the forest was vaguely revealed in the shadows of the trees in front of me. There was a warm ceiling light in the house, and the warm light leaked out from the window and fell on the grass outside the house. , drawing a bright range.

After wandering around in the pitch-black woods for a long time, the few people who were chasing the creatures of the underworld rushed towards the cabin without hesitation, and rushed to open the door—fortunately it was not locked—and Blocked the door firmly.

Atsushi Nakajima leaned his back against the door, and checked the lock twice again worryingly, before letting out a sigh of relief.

"Is this the feeling of a holographic haunted house... It's too scary. It's absolutely impossible for the staff to play it! I almost thought I was going to swim in Santuchuan."

"If it's such a death, then absolutely don't want it. It's not refreshing at all!"

Dazai pouted.

"Where's the window? Are the windows locked too?" Kunikida turned off the flashlight and asked worriedly.

Quan Jinghua didn't speak, she straightened her braids that were a little messy due to running with all her strength, and carefully looked at the internal structure of the hut.

An old-fashioned incandescent light bulb hung from the ceiling, shining unobtrusively, illuminating most of the room, except for a few places-the corner of the steps leading to the upstairs room, due to It cannot be illuminated due to occlusion.

There are only ordinary wooden cabinets, tables and chairs in the simple room, but unfortunately they are all empty, and a thick layer of dust has accumulated.

For a moment, no one in the room spoke or moved.So they clearly heard footsteps in the upstairs room, creaking on the old wooden floor.

"...is there someone upstairs?" Atsushi Nakajima said hesitantly.

But everyone present was thinking about the same serious question - could it really be a human?

A ball rolled down the stairs with a thud, bounced off the wall at the entrance of the stairs, and rolled quietly into everyone's field of vision.

The small flower ball with yellow flowers on a red background, a common model in ordinary supermarkets, now seems to have become the introduction of a nightmare.

For some reason, Kunikida, who has a lot of experience in ghost movies, remembered a classic scene in a horror movie. When the little ball rolled to his feet, he almost jumped up and ran to another corner.

Quan Jinghua gave him a puzzled look.

The footsteps upstairs suddenly became heavier, moving towards the direction of the stairs.

Just as everyone was holding their breath, waiting to see if there was anything coming down from upstairs——

There was a "crash", the sound of window glass breaking.

A skeletal head poked in, apparently breaking the glass with a headbutt.A closer look shows that the head shape is quite standard and normal, except that there are two clusters of ghostly ghost lights in the holes of the eyes.

But it's not too much about martial arts, right?Are you still attacking inside and outside?

"Is this a real skeleton or something..." Atsushi Nakajima took two steps back, but he didn't want to get too close to the stairs, so he twisted and clung to the wall tightly.

"...Don't worry, Aunt, it's nothing more than a phantom created by supernatural powers. If you touch it, it will be wiped out." Dazai said confidently.

"Can, can I use the ability?" Atsushi Nakajima's voice sounded full of hope.

"My 'Disqualification in the World' is a passive ability, so it doesn't count as my active activation, right? I just accidentally touched it."

Dazai, who was standing near the window, forced a smile on his face, and when the skull's head was stuck on the window frame, he firmly stretched out his fingers towards it.

Just like when he and the tiger-turned Atsushi Nakajima met for the first time, just a touch of pretentiousness like the wind can turn the violent white tiger back into a gentle and harmless boy, so the skeleton in front of him should also... also meeting……

Dazai's hand finally touched the top of the skull.

The skeleton tilted its head slightly from being poked.

But nothing happens, and the skeleton doesn't disappear.

The skeleton looked at Dazai, and Dazai looked at the skeleton.

Dazai's expression cracked.

"...So is it really a moving skeleton!" Kunikida let out a cry, which was the sound of his rationality and scientific worldview being shattered for many years.

"Is this true?" Even Quan Jinghua asked.

Everyone is touching their wrists.

As if they didn't think they were stimulated enough, the light bulb suddenly went out.

The light-to-dark transition made the eyes extremely uncomfortable, and they couldn't see anything for a while, only the window with the silhouette of the skeleton reflected in the red moonlight.

The children's laughter and the sound of blowing gently rang in their ears.