Salted Fish Zombie [Unlimited]

Fifth floor.

"Tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat."

The small footsteps stopped and went, as if looking at the room for someone.

All the doors are tightly shut, like a silent refusal.

The sound of footsteps moved from the stairs to the end of the corridor, and slowly came back.

Accompanied by the sound of footsteps, there was a childish light laughter, "Hee, hee, hee."

As if afraid of being discovered, the laughter was very low and light, but anyone could hear the excitement inside, echoing faintly in the empty corridor.

Take a step, "hee".

Every time you pass through a room, you have to use the "hee hee" that turns high suddenly to tighten the nerves of the people inside.

"Hee, hee, hee, hee hee, hee, hee, hee, hee hee..."

A black, round bug quietly appeared in the crack of the door.

The footsteps stopped for a while, and they approached here.

After standing in front of the door, the sound of "hee hee" became one piece, the laughter magnified, gained weight, and the reverberation in the corridor seemed like shock waves, "Hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee open the door."

The sound of the little hands flapping on the door was also very deep, like a rough wooden clock cone knocking against the door.

All the players on the fifth floor could hear the heavy and violent impact, and the door would not last long before it was knocked open.

"Squeak - ah - ah - ah -"

The door opened slowly.

Standing outside the door is a puppet.

The face of the dirty gray puppet was carved into a smiling face, with small eyes and a big mouth. The mouth was dark purple, and a row of teeth was exposed through the gap, which twisted the wooden muscles on the face.

Its face is painted with a circle of red, a circle of black, and a circle of green oil paint, which is so dirty that it is imprinted in the wooden skin, which is difficult to erase.

In the red corridor, it cracked a big smile at the little Gu Po, and in the big eye sockets, two black human eyes were staring at the little Gu Po motionlessly.

Fourth floor.

"Dad grows taller and taller, and mother grows wider."

"My father made a fortune, but my mother was short-hearted."

In the playground, the music of the merry-go-round is getting smaller and smaller, and it is about to be crushed to death by the footsteps.

Because there are no bosses in charge, several players on the fourth floor who are not qualified to choose a floor are more afraid than the players on the two floors above.

The singing on the merry-go-round was getting smaller, but it was weird, soft and low, as if it was ringing outside the door, ringing in the ears, making people feel hairy.

"Dad grows taller and taller, and mother grows wider."

"Wide and wide..."

Ji Mingrui pressed his back against the door tightly, his whole body was tense, and he gasped silently.

He has received many kinds of education since he was a child, and he knows how to deal with various crises, but none of them are specific to this situation.

This kind of cold ghost that does not exist in the real world and completely collapsed his three views, now really exists outside his door, approaching him a little bit.

Zhu Shuangshuang was even more exaggerated than him, he was still panting, but she could hardly breathe.

She sat slumped behind the door, with her hands propped on the ground, her palms sunk into the soft wool carpet, and she suddenly had a strong desire to vomit.

The children's laughter, singing, and crying spun and crashed in her head, aggravating her dizziness.

She was afraid and uncomfortable, and her saliva already smelled of stomach acid.

When she felt more and more uncomfortable, she held on to the doorknob and moved to the left wall to lean against. On the other side of this wall was Ning Su, which made her feel at ease.

And Ning Su and Gui Sheng were lying in the gap between the door, looking out at the situation in the corridor.

"Has our ghost friend come?"

They took a nap on the bed for a while, and when they woke up, they felt that this was not good, so they got up seriously and prepared to meet their ghost friends.

The two couldn't wait any longer, so they quietly opened the door and poked their heads outside.

"Hmm!" The child pointed out with wide eyes.

In the dark corridor, the footsteps could be heard faintly, sometimes more and sometimes less, and strange little ghosts appeared in the dark red mist.

Ning Su's peachy eyes narrowed slightly, and in the red mist, he caught many strange and weird little guys.

There are small oily bronze figurines, glass figurines with distorted mirror surfaces, red paper figurines, oil-painted puppet figurines, and delicate dolls.

After carefully choosing a circle, the doll that walked out in the lipstick fog on the stairs was the most human-like.

Her exquisite facial features are very similar to human beings, she looks like a normal child from a distance, and her size is about the same as that of a ghost. The thing that catches Ning Su's attention the most is her hairpin.

"Guisheng, look at her hairpin, is it the Lingxiaohua in the villa where I lived in "Ghost Animals"?"

Gui Sheng stared at the three red petals on the hairpin and nodded vigorously.

"Huh? Why is she knocking on someone else's door?" Ning Su hastily pushed the door wider.

He poked his head out from the crack of the door, saw that there were no players staring at him, and gave the little doll two "puff, puff, puff", and when he saw the little doll turn around, he hurriedly waved to her.

Guisheng was a little below, and he waved his small gray hand to beckon her, "Come, friend."

The little doll looks almost like a real person, with human eyes, big eyes soaked in blood, looking at them with blood mist.

After a while, she slowly walked towards Ning Su.

Ning Su looked around and saw that no player noticed his cheating behavior, so he quickly opened the door for her and invited her in.

The second the door was closed, Ning Su put a small wreath of rattan on her head, and Gui Sheng put a sprig of grass in her hand.

"welcome!"

The two of them looked at her like looking at their parents, their eyes were shining.

The blood and tears in the little baby's eyes fell drop by drop, faster and faster, and soon became a gushing out.

Blood gushed out of her big eyes, leaving two thick and long bloodstains on her fair face, dyed her white gauze skirt, and flowed violently into the carpet.

Seeing that her blood and tears couldn't stop, Ning Su let out a "huh", "You don't have to be so moved."

The blood flowed more fiercely.

The doll was almost turned into a blood doll, blood red from the neck to the little feet.

Ning Su and Gui Sheng looked at each other suspiciously.

One minute later, Ning Su and Gui Sheng each held a large bowl and placed it under the little doll's cheek.

All the blood was collected into the bowl, and after a while, more than half of the bowl was filled with bright red and thick blood.

Ning Su stared at the fresh blood and said, "Don't waste it."

Guisheng also stared intently, "Yeah."

The eyes of the two people are very similar, a little dazed, and there is a bright light inside when staring at the blood.

More like, almost at the same time, they swallowed a small mouthful of saliva, and their undeveloped Adam's apple moved slightly.

"..."

The blood stopped.

Ning Su let out an "ah", but couldn't tell whether this "ah" expressed reassurance or disappointment, but it was quite complicated.

He said to the little baby: "Don't worry, we are full and won't drink your blood. It must be kept in the refrigerator for you to drink."

Gui Sheng nodded, "I'll give you a drink."

"..."

To show their determination, the two little boys immediately put two bowls of blood into the refrigerator.

When Ning Su came back, he had an extra wet towel in his hand to wipe off the bloodstains like two small rivers left on her face.

The doll's face was very soft, and when the towel was rubbed against it, there was a small dimple on the face.

Ning Su let out a "huh", put the towel in Guisheng's hand, poked her chin with his index finger, and touched the edge of the chin, as if he was looking for something.

Six-year-old Ning Su is very thin, and there is not much flesh on his fingers. When he exerts a little force, the knuckles and phalanges protrude, showing a sense of strength.

He didn't know where to put his fingers, and his immature and bright peach blossom eyes showed a trace of solemnity.

He stared at the bloody doll and didn't know what he was thinking, but he didn't see the black blood vessels on his slender wrists. The bloody doll was sucking the black energy in his body, and her small face swelled up little by little.

Ning Su came back to his senses, saw the glint in his eyes, and let her suck.

The child is hungry on the side.

Ning Su laughed, and said to the blood baby: "Don't be afraid, I will save you."

Just as he was about to give the other index finger to the ghost, he suddenly heard a strange movement.

In the corridor on the third floor, more and more weird little things appeared, knocking on every player's door.

Struggling time is more or less, and most players have opened the door for them.

Because they know that ghost friends are the most important npc in this dungeon, and it is impossible not to let them in.

The moment many players saw them, they collapsed in fright and struggled for a long time before inviting the ghost friends in.

After entering the door, most players dare not close the door.

They don't dare to be in a closed space with this weird thing, and if something happens, they may not be able to escape.

There is already a picture in my mind of the ghost friend suddenly smiling sinisterly and trying to eat people, and he can't open the door when he is running away.

Regardless, most players opened the door to their ghost friends and let them in.

There is only one exception.

The door of the room at the end of the corridor on the fourth floor has not been opened yet.

Even the people on the fifth and sixth floors could hear the ghost friend's knocking on the door and crying.

It was a glass mirror villain, like a delicate crystal doll, crying and banging on the door.

All the ghost friends in the corridor were led into the house. In the long, empty and dark corridor, it was the only one standing outside the door alone, and no one led him.

It cries louder and louder, the cry is sad and miserable, "Wow!—Wow!——" the player's eardrums are agitated.

At the same time, the knocking on the door became faster and harder.

Many players leaned out to watch.

All of a sudden, that cry rose violently again, the sound was too crisp and too sharp, like glass shattering on the ground, making people feel flustered and irritable.

The sound of knocking on the door was even more urgent, and the villain in the mirror clapped both hands together, raising his little feet impatiently.

In addition to loneliness and sadness, fear and panic emerge suddenly.

But the door was still tightly closed, and the people inside showed no signs of opening the door.

Ning Su glanced at the door, and if he felt something, he immediately moved to the balcony.

There was fog in Fairy Tale Town.

The fog was gray and thick enough to be seen clearly at night.

In the children's playground not far away, the carousel stopped at some point, and the music naturally stopped.

The children sitting on the merry-go-round got off the carousel one by one, and walked towards the castle in silence.

They were looming in the thick gray fog, sometimes appearing more and sometimes less, and it was hard to see how many children were walking here in the gray fog.

The children who were still beside the carousel just now, when they emerged from the gray mist, were around the castle, blurring the distance just like the fetal statue on the top of the castle.

A dense crowd of monster children surrounded the castle, walking, climbing, and drilling through the open gates of the castle and the walls where vines climbed.

Under the pale moonlight, they were all white and stiff like the fetus statue on the top of the castle, with a layer of oily luster on their faces.

The cold smell in the air is getting stronger and stronger.

Ning Su glanced at it, then went back to the door. At this time, a fair child appeared in the red corridor, followed by another one.

The cry of the villain in the glass mirror was louder and sadder, with obvious panic, echoing sharply in the dark corridor like the fierce knocking on the door.

Some players realized something and shouted at the door: "Sun Xing, open the door! Open it!"

When Ning Su was choosing a room, he noticed that the one who chose the innermost room in the corridor was the snot-nosed boy he had paid attention to before entering the castle, who was called Sun Xing by the player opposite.

Even Zhu Shuangshuang poked his head out and shouted at him, "Open the door quickly! He is in danger!"

"He can't have an accident!" Zhu Shuangshuang shouted solemnly towards the end of the corridor.

Their yells were drowned out by the cries of the glass mirror figure and the knocking on the door, and they could only yell a few words, as more and more monster kids appeared in the hallway.

These monster children looked abnormal at first glance, the ghost friends in their door had already started to cry, and two lines of blood gushed out from the eyes of the blood doll behind Ning Su again.

"Bam! Boom! Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!"

Doors on the fourth floor were hastily shut.

No matter whether they wanted to stay alone in a space with ghost friends or not, they had no choice under the influx of these oily and weird children. The fear induced by these monster children overwhelmed ghost friends.

Before closing the door, the person opposite Sun Xing yelled at him again, "You coward, open the door!"

Sun Xing was crying silently inside the door, crying with snot and tears.

Among the remaining 19 players, the two most powerful players chose the floors first, and then the relatively powerful players at the base chose the floors of the two big bosses.

Most of the players left on the fourth floor are relatively weak players.

Many players saw that Shi Tianshu chose this dungeon, and hurriedly chose this dungeon with weapons dropped when opening for the first time, somewhat impulsively.

But since he dared to choose a third-level dungeon, he still had some ability or skill.

Sun Xing is such a relatively weak but skilled player.

His skill is perspective, and the line of sight can penetrate the dungeon props in the dungeon.

He saw the complete situation in the corridor before any player, and of course he also saw the glass mirror villain outside the door completely.

Everyone has objects of fear, especially those who have experienced horror copies, some objects and images are nightmares every night.

What Sun Xing is most afraid of is the mirror, which is related to the last dungeon "Mirror Soul" he experienced.

After he had the ability of seeing through, he never thought that mirrors could become even scarier.

The little man in the glass mirror who has been knocking on the door in front of him, with different mirrors on his face showing different scenes, looks like a weird wriggling ghost, which is the nightmare that torments him every night.

Adding to his fear was what he saw through the glass mirror.

Six-year-old Sun Xing was crying silently while biting his fingers, and the snot flowed into his open mouth in streams.

Amid the louder and sadder cries of "Whoah" and knocking on the door, Sun Xing finally reached out to the doorknob.

At this moment, he saw strange monster children densely attached to the arched window near his room at the end of the corridor.

Sun Xing let out a scream and withdrew his hand like an electric shock.

At the last glance, he saw countless monster children rushing towards the glass mirror child.

He cowardly buried his head in his knees, neither listening nor looking.

A crackling sound still reached his ears.

Suddenly, he raised his head and put his eyes on the crack of the door.

Six-year-old Sun Xing often has snot sticking to his nose, dirty and disgusting, his hair is disheveled, and he looks very unpleasant, but he has a pair of round lychee eyes.

In those round and big eyes, there is a reflection of the image of the glass mirror figure being torn apart and smashed by the monster children.

It was pulled off by the neck first, smashed to the ground into a dozen pieces, and each piece was broken into more pieces, crushed into powder-shaped pieces.

The shrill and childish cries resounded through every corner of the castle.

"Whoa whoa—"

I don't know which piece of debris it came from, it's really heart-piercing.

Those shards of glass turned into shards of meat, white and red, scattered everywhere in the corridor.

One of the drops of red splashed on the round eye, and the see-through eye was full of rich red color.

Then, the scene in his eyes turned into black and white, the black children, the white mirror fragments, each piece was the scene of his own explosion.

In the end, that eye could see nothing.

[Player Sun Xinggui's friend is destroyed. 】

[Player Sun Xing died. 】

I don't know how long it took, until all the monster kids in the corridor disappeared, one door after another opened in the room on the fourth floor, and the players walked out of the room.

At night, exquisite but ordinary small candles were burning on the ceiling of the corridor. The light in the long corridor was dim, and there were deep and shallow traces on the red floor.

It was drops of blood and bits of flesh that couldn't be seen anywhere.

This kind of minced meat is available at the door of every player on the fourth floor, and it feels like it is spread all over the corridor.

A few pieces at the door of Ning Su, he was very professional and easy to see that they were broken into small pieces of lungs, he turned his head and saw, not only in the corridor, but also on the walls and doors.

Zhu Shuangshuang, who was at the door next to him, covered his mouth and spat.

Ning Su took out a handkerchief from his pocket and gave it to her. Seeing the players at the door of each room on the fourth floor, their faces were very ugly.

On the opposite side of Sun Xing's room, Ning Su remembered that it was a player named Meng Jiang. He stared at Sun Xing's door for a while, then walked stiffly to Sun Xing's door, and he called out in a hoarse voice, "Sun Xing?"

"Sun Xing, are you still there?"

His voice echoed empty in the hallway, the only response to him.

Other players are also walking towards this side, and some are followed by ghost friends.

Sun Xing's room is 407, Ning Su's room is 405, Zhu Shuangshuang is in 403, she follows Ning Su, and sees Ning Su's ghost friend coming out of 405.

It's a blood doll.

And the eyes are bleeding out.

To be honest, in such a dark, bloody corridor, such a doll with big eyes constantly bleeding and two thick lines of blood and tears on its pale face is very terrifying and penetrating.

However, when I saw the ghost next to her, who was holding a big bowl and catching blood step by step, the feeling was... quite indescribable.

Zhu Shuangshuang called subconsciously: "Ghost birth."

"Huh?" The ghost child gave a soft "huh" and turned to look at Zhu Shuangshuang. Thinking of Ning Su telling him to be polite and talk more, he added emphatically, "Sister."

Zhu Shuangshuang's heart that was riddled with terror was suddenly soothed softly by this "sister".

This little ghost master, whom she was terrified of in "Ghost Animals", now became a heart-warming little mascot.

Zhu Shuangshuang didn't feel so scared all of a sudden, even the blood doll that Gui Sheng was holding up a bowl to catch blood didn't look so scary now.

She calmed down and followed Ning Su forward.

After all the players on the fourth floor came near the door of 407, Meng Jiang put his finger on the door and pushed it open.

They first heard a crisp sound similar to shattering glass.

After the door was pushed open, there were fragments of glass mirror on the ground inside the door, finely shattered like powder.

The remaining six players on the fourth floor all looked unhappy for a moment.

Outside Sun Xing's door was a villain with a glass mirror. The villain was attacked and smashed by the monster child. At this time, there were glass shards inside the door, and the corridor was full of finely divided flesh and blood.

Whose flesh and blood is it?

Even if the shards of the glass lens villain turned into flesh and blood, can there be so many, such a long corridor, such a wide wall, and so many doors.

At this time, several players on the fifth and sixth floors also came down.

The one walking in the front is Shi Tianshu.

She changed out of her riding outfit, put down her curly hair, and wore a cotton court shirt with lantern sleeves, like a noble lady in this castle who just woke up from the bed and came out barefoot to admire the moon.

Holding a wax figure of a little boy by the hand.

Ning Su glanced at the wax figure of the little boy in her hand, obviously it was her ghost friend.

When he raised his eyes, he saw that Shi Tianshu was also looking at him.

Shi Tianshu looked away and asked, "What's the specific situation?"

Immediately, a player on the fourth floor stepped forward and told her the situation in detail with enthusiasm and enthusiasm.

Yan Nuo said: "It seems that the guardianship relationship is mutual. The system says that ghost friends will protect us, and at the same time we have to protect our ghost friends. We have to die when they die, and the way of death is the same as them."

Shi Tianshu didn't speak.

She walked to the arched window at the end of the corridor and looked out.

The corridors are wide and the windows are large enough for more than one person to watch.

The other two players on the sixth floor also walked over to take a look, and the tall players behind could also see the general situation under the window.

The gray mist is receding from around the castle, and the monster child is looming in the mist. When the wind blows, you can clearly see the dense human heads in a certain place.

"These children who attacked ghost friends, are those children we saw on the way into Fairy Tale Town in the afternoon?"

"What kind of monsters are they?"

The male player standing on Shi Tianshu's right glanced at her and asked, "They are hidden in the mist, could they be water infant spirits?"

Next to Ning Su, Ji Mingrui asked Zhu Shuangshuang in a low voice, "What is the water baby spirit?"

Since he knew that Zhu Shuangshuang was a screenwriter specializing in ghosts, he tacitly assumed that she often consulted these materials when writing scripts, and had a better understanding of ghosts and the like.

Zhu Shuangshuang did know, she said: "It is a child who died in the mother's womb. In some places, it refers specifically to the infant spirit who died of abortion."

Ji Mingrui asked again: "When they saw the mist, they speculated that it was the water infant spirit. The water infant spirit meant that they lived in the mist?"

"No." Zhu Shuangshuang said, "Water refers to amniotic fluid."

Ji Mingrui understood.

That is the death place of the water baby spirit.

Zhu Shuangshuang said: "There is a saying that the fog is formed by their resentment."

The players who heard it felt cold, how much resentment this is.

It is a common sense of the underworld that the heavier the ghost's resentment and hostility, the more terrifying the ghost's power.

Shi Tianshu looked back at Zhu Shuangshuang, "Little girl, do you think the so-called water baby spirit is the focus of this dungeon?"

Shi Tianshu asked Zhu Shuangshuang directly, and the other players all looked at Zhu Shuangshuang, many of whom looked enviously.

As we all know, Yinhua Club is full of masters and talents. This is inseparable from Shi Tianshu'ai, who is the president, digging out talents in the dungeon.

Others have to go through rounds of assessments before they can join Yinhua, but those who are selected by the president to be brought into the club are high-level members as soon as they enter the club.

Shi Tianshu asked her this because she showed her interest. If she answered well, she might have the intention of bringing her into Yinhua.

It is inevitable to make people envious and jealous.

Zhu Shuangshuang looked at the legendary player at the game base.

She had heard a lot about her deeds from Chen Qing, and it was impossible for her not to have a bit of admiration for her.

She said: "I don't think so. I think the lucky value that the system prompts and gives us an example is the focus of this dungeon."

In the last dungeon, they learned the painful lesson of not paying attention to the system prompts. The system said lightly that "all beings are equal", but they didn't pay attention to it, resulting in the death of three players.

This time the system deliberately gave an example, which is naturally the top priority.

"There are also little ghosts that can increase people's luck."

It has already been reminded here that players in a terrifying instance cannot miss it.

The system gave a beautiful packaging of a guardian angel, but it couldn't hide the essence of the ghost friend.

Gumanthong.

In other words, the system created ghost friends by comparing Gumantong.

Zhu Shuangshuang said: "It is generally said that it is Gumantong. There is also a saying that boys are called Gumantong and girls are called Gumanli. This may be the origin of the name of this copy."

There was silence in the corridor.

Many players looked at the ghostly friends in the corridor and felt terrified.

They were terrified when the ghost friend first knocked on their door, and that fear lessened when the glass mirror figure was smashed by the monster kids.

It seems that these ghost friends are not so scary and invincible, and they are bound to ghost friends to protect ghost friends, which makes them subconsciously feel that ghost friends are not so scary.

Now that I know that these ghost friends were created by comparing Gumantong systematically, the hairy fear swept the whole body again.

What to live in harmony with ghost friends.

The system wants them to raise Gumantong in this eerie castle?

It is also said to be an experimental copy, what are you going to test?