Forces of Temptation

When Li Yinhang's hands and feet were cold and stiff, and he was flustered by the blunt and urgent knock on the door, Nan Zhou actually took the initiative to lift his leg and walked towards the slamming door.

She subconsciously wanted to dissuade.

But Nan Zhou dispelled her fear with only one understatement: "Come here, come. It's not like I can't kill you."

The sound insulation of the room was limited, and even the people outside were shocked by his words, and stopped knocking on the door.

... The thing inside the door seemed even more terrifying.

In the silence, Nanzhou opened the door that was basically opened manually.

Cao Shuguang led Ma Xiaopei by the hand, hesitated for a few seconds, gritted his teeth, and fell headlong into the room.

The door closed slowly behind the two of them.

"I rely on."

Cao Shuguang leaned against the wall, let out a big gasp, and then pressed his buzzing head against the cold wall to lower the temperature.

He was excited and terrified at the same time, the arm wearing the hand crossbow was hanging by his side, trembling slightly: "...I killed myself just now, do you believe it?"

Even Cao Shuguang didn't realize how weird his behavior was in Nan Zhou's eyes.

His breathing was rapid, his hands were trembling, and all his expressions were clearly in line with the reaction of a normal person to an incomprehensible horror event.

...but the corner of his mouth was showing a little interest smile.

Just like those "Gravity" players who have visited "Never", even if they are chased by themselves, they still have such a strange and disgusting expression on their faces.

Because they don't die at all, and it doesn't even hurt very much.

For example, a haunted house is indeed scary, but most people know that the ghost is fake and can't really hurt them no matter how scared they are.

This sense of déjà vu made Nan Zhou feel very bad.

How could Cao Shuguang have thought that at this time, Nan Zhou still had the heart to observe him.

He firmly grasped Ma Xiaopei's hand, and focused on breathing well.

And Ma Xiaopei stood in the shadow behind the door, with his head hooked, not knowing what he was thinking about.

With the addition of the young couple, the originally spacious triple room also seemed cramped.

Li Yinhang asked: "Where is Shao Mingzhe?"

Cao Shuguang: "I don't know, he's not in the room."

Now, even Li Yinhang was surprised: "You went to find him on purpose?"

They almost tore their faces in the afternoon. Cao Shuguang and the others fled for their lives, and the whole way was in chaos. Do they still care about whether Shao Mingzhe is in the room?

Cao Shuguang swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "Where, his door is open, the window is also open, the glass shards in the bathroom are broken all over the floor, and they are all scattered to the door, and they are covered with blood..."

He described it a bit upside down, but the general amount of information was enough for them to make a judgment.

Li Yinhang's heart was empty for a moment.

It's not that she has a deep affection for Shao Mingzhe who met by chance.

He told himself about Nanzhou and Jiangfang, although it was only a few words, but it made Li Yinhang feel that he must have some special ability.

Like Yi Shuige or the "Bronze" team, it might be beneficial to make friends with him.

This is the network she developed, and it is a bit of Li Yinhang's ambition.

With a glimmer of hope, she asked, "Did he hide?"

Cao Shuguang curled his lips: "The room is only as big as a buttock, and you can see it at a glance. Where can he hide?"

This is also true.

He didn't care much about Shao Mingzhe's life and death, and turned his head to ask Nan Zhou anxiously: "Mr. Nan, how should we deal with it?"

In danger, he has no consciousness of high-dimensional human beings, and very quickly put himself in the Nanzhou camp.

Nan Zhou looked at him: "'It'?"

The Jiangtou ghost that Nanzhou saw in the sea was a twisted group of arms and legs in a multiplayer pose.

When Nanjixing escaped from the window just now, the shattered glass also projected a large number of "Nanjixing" individuals.

This is what Cao Shuguang saw with his own eyes.

How could he be sure that the one running around in the mirror was a counting ghost?

Seeing Nan Zhou showing a hint of doubt, Cao Shuguang couldn't wait to show off another tool that he put on his left wrist with a black wrist ring.

A point-and-shoot camera with instant processing.

He smoothed out the wrinkled stack of sweaty photos in his palm and handed it to Nan Zhou.

It was too late for Nan Zhou to finish reading the message through the dim light from under the door, Cao Shuguang couldn't wait to start explaining.

"This prop of mine is called [Xinxin Photo Studio's Old-fashioned Camera]." He praised proudly, "It's very easy to use. It's a ghost treasure that can illuminate spirit bodies."

The photo was taken when he was running wildly with Ma Xiaopei in the corridor.

Because it was shot while running, the picture was very bumpy.

Fortunately, the scene reflected in the window can barely be seen clearly.

In the window, there were no Ma Xiaopei and Cao Shuguang at all.

There is only a huge and incomplete human-shaped shadow, like a lying giant, whose torso zigzags through the entire corridor, like a tropical anaconda that is completely black and hidden in the cracks in the glass.

Its limbs swelled abnormally, and the debris of the shadow was constantly peeling off from its body.

Because Cao Shuguang was nervous and his hands were shaking, he took seven photos in total until the developing paper inside was exhausted.

This revolving door photo is enough to piece together the changes in the giant shadow in the window in just a few moments.

——From the debris peeled off from this torso, a clear reflection of Cao Shuguang in the mirror was pieced together.

No wonder Cao Shuguang played his life so hard when he smashed the door just now.

Seeing this scene, everyone would try their best to find a safe place to hide.

Cao Shuguang stayed in the hotel for the past two days and didn't make any achievements in his work. Instead, he talked with the boss like a chicken and duck, and he heard a lot of local anecdotes.

For example, he heard from his boss that about three months ago, a murderer who liked to sneak into other people's homes late at night and committed nine bloody murders with a sharp knife was shot dead by a nearby rushing river after being chased by the police all the way. , fell into the river.

About a week later, his body was found by fishermen near the mouth of the sea.

When he was discovered, his whole body was swollen and shiny, and his whole body looked like a box jellyfish that had swollen to the extreme.

What's even more strange is that the body was parked in a nearby small police station, and while waiting for the higher-level department to receive the package, it disappeared.

People said that he was the son of a ghost mother, he was resurrected by his mother, and he re-mingled with the crowd with a normal face.

Cao Shuguang naturally thought of this unsuspecting case as soon as he saw the huge black shadow that swelled abnormally, and such a pervasive and chilling sense of lurking.

Where there is a complaint, it can be surrendered.

If his body was stolen by the person behind it, then such a wandering ghost full of resentment and murderous intent is really the most suitable for the job of lowering his head.

After Cao Shuguang told all the information he could provide, he stared at Nan Zhou eagerly and asked him to give him a solution.

"Wait."

Nanzhou didn't drag his feet, and said concisely: "I have already arranged to go out to find the host of Jiangtou. During the time it finds the source of Jiangtou, we just need to survive."

"Just survive"...

This made Cao Shuguang's palms sweat.

After secretly rubbing on the seam of his trousers, he took his little wife's hand and squeezed it comfortingly.

Ma Xiaopei raised his head, glanced at him quietly, twisted his neck under the shadow, and revealed a sneer that Cao Shuguang didn't notice at all.

Nan Zhou walked to the bed, stretched out his hand to Li Yinhang, and beckoned silently.

Li Yinhang knew that he should rest easy at such a time, so he squatted obediently into the storage compartment.

Nan Zhou turned to look at Jiang Fang again.

Jiang Fang sat on the bed safely and securely, not even getting off the ground.

He supported his knee with one hand, and said with a smile, "Your plan, don't you need my help?"

Nan Zhou lowered his eyes and thought for a while: "It will be very dangerous."

Jiang Fang: "I can guess what you want to do. You will need a helper."

After Nan Zhou carefully considered Jiang Fang's proposal, he obviously planned to accept it.

He withdrew his hand and made a serious promise: "I will take care of you."

Jiang Fang got out of bed, and responded with kindness: "Then I am very grateful for your patronage."

Cao Shuguang was confused by these two riddlers,

ha?

Didn't you just wait there?

At present, it seems that the medium through which the ghost can inhabit and jump is just the mirror reflection.

As long as they hide in a place where there is no light source and no mirror reflection conditions, isn't everything OK?

He looked at his wife, wanting to check his thoughts with her.

But Ma Xiaopei has been quietly standing beside him with his head bowed, with his head bowed very low.

Cao Shuguang even had a weird illusion.

The tissues and muscles in her head have been broken, leaving only a layer of skin, and the head is hanging in a broken way.

However, when his hairs stood on end and he looked closely, Ma Xiaopei adjusted the angle of his neck again, raised his head, and gave him a comforting smile.

Cao Shuguang's nervousness is an old problem that has not healed for many years. Seeing that there is nothing abnormal, he jokes in his heart that he is really a sniper.

Nanzhou took Jiang Fang, passing by the young couple who were standing side by side behind the door, bowed their heads politely: "I'll go out and have a look."

Cao Shuguang waved his hands wearily, not intending to stop the two of them from dying.

Nan Zhou: "Aren't you going with us?"

Cao Shuguang thought it was good for the cat to be here.

The curtains were drawn, the door of the mirrored bathroom was also closed, and the framed landscape paintings on the wall formed a certain angle, so they couldn’t be seen. just fine.

With a cheeky face, Cao Shuguang made up his mind to work abroad: "I'll take a break with my wife."

He completely missed the essence of that single "you".

Nan Zhou: "Oh."

After uttering a short modal particle, Nan Zhou suddenly made a move.

——Gathering enough strength in his fingertips, he threw the dagger with his backhand.

The cold light of the dagger followed Ma Xiaopei's mouth, completely sinking in!

Her head was completely nailed to the wall with a strong force, and with a bang, half of her face sunk in!

Sudden drastic change, Cao Shuguang's eyes were shattered, and before he had time to scold the street, the cold and soft hand that was tightly clenched in his hand was like a mirage, dissipating out of thin air.

Cao Shuguang: "..."

He stared at his palm tightly, and vaguely understood something.

Nan Zhou stared at Cao Shuguang, whose face was getting paler: "You walked all the way, and there were windows all around you. You should feel strange that the ghost didn't do anything to you."

After waking up, Cao Shuguang didn't say a word, opened the door, and rushed towards the direction where he and Ma Xiaopei fled all the way!

Nan Zhou sighed softly, but of course he couldn't stop the anxious Cao Shuguang.

The moment Cao Shuguang was exposed in the corridor, part of the invisible shadow chased him all the way.

The other part stayed at the door of Nan Zhou and Jiang Fang's rooms, staring at them, coveting and anticipating their collapse and fear.

This is its supreme nourishment, and it is also its lifelong pursuit before and after death.

Inside the concealed room door.

Nan Zhou took out the light chain from the warehouse and put it on his fingertips.

Jiang Fang counted his remaining playing cards and took out a C-level item.

Unlike other normal players, they have very few C-level items.

[Everyone has the love of beauty] is one of these rare and expensive C-level props.

It is a theoretically inexhaustible makeup mirror.

Before that, it only played a small role in the instance of [Fear of the Full Moon].

Now, it was caught in Jiang Fang's hand, and it was ready to brew a dark killing intent.

No normal person would pull out a mirror in this situation.

However, neither Jiang Fang nor Nan Zhou expressed any objection to this.

From the very beginning, Nanzhou didn't feel that it would be safe to close himself in the room.

Picture frames, windows, mirrors, and even human eye masks can all be media of reflection.

"We've just made sure there's no one else in the hotel who can help us. We can't ask anyone for help, which is fine."

Nan Zhou said calmly: "This means that ghosts can't ask for help."

For Nan Zhou, the weakness of Ghost in the Mirror is not difficult to find.

——It cannot completely copy everything about the person being copied.

This point, Nanzhou saw it when he was in close contact with the "Nanzhou" holding a dagger.

However, those "Southern Stars" that were copied by the mirror flocked to chase and kill the genuine Nanjixing, but they didn't know that they could see it by making their heads bigger.

The upper limit of its strength, the highest is the murderer who killed nine people in a row.

In this way, things are actually simpler.

—Who is not a murderer?

After Nan Zhou got ready, he shook his right hand, which was wearing the light chain, and said to Jiang Fang, who was holding the mirror in his hand, "Okay, let's call it out."