Strange game designer

Fish only appear at night. The man's meaning is obvious. He hopes Gao Ming can leave the manor in the middle of the night and brave the snowstorm to go to the most dangerous East Lake.

Not to mention the wild beasts and the weird snowman that you may encounter on the road, the violent snowstorm and complicated road conditions alone are a big problem for Gao Ming. Even the experienced Bai Huang went there during the day.

"I won't force you to do anything for me, I'm just telling you what happened to me. Frankly speaking, I hope you are safe more than you yourself." The man saw Gao Ming's hesitation, and the beautiful There is a trace of melancholy hidden in the eyes.

"Why do you say that?"

"You remember the climbers I told you about, right? If they had listened to me, they would have stayed in the manor without any danger at all. But now they have all turned into strange things and come back. As a result, my manor is becoming more and more dangerous." There was helplessness in the man's words, and what he said actually made sense.

"The manor itself is weird enough, but outsiders like you keep coming here to cause trouble. You don't listen to anything I say until you encounter bad luck, and then make this place even more dangerous."

"As long as you obey, can you survive in peace?" Gao Ming said this to divert the man's attention. He keenly caught the man's name for them in his heart - outsiders.

The man used to call them tourists, but the wording changed just now. I don't know if he let it slip or if he said it wrong.

"It was possible before, but I'm not sure now. If you don't want to go back to the room, you can follow me. I will prove everything I said to you." The man seemed to have no ill intentions. He just wanted to wait in the manor until winter was over and spring came. arrival.

Adding dry firewood to the stove, the man's body regained warmth, and he picked up the shotgun again: "Do you want to stay here, or come with me and walk around."

Without waiting for Gao Ming's reply, the man had already walked out of Room 3003 with an oil lamp. When he passed the passage leading to the fourth floor, he bowed inside and said, "After winter is over, I will let you out, or I will come and reunite with you. "

"Reunion? Do you want to lock yourself in the fourth floor too?" Gao Ming also followed the man with a lamp.

"There are many ways to reunite in the world, and there are some things that are more intimate than being together. For example, you have me, and I have you." Before the man finished speaking, there was a sudden sound from the kitchen, as if a plate had been broken. .

Raising the shotgun, the man quickly ran to the first floor and pushed open the kitchen door with the muzzle of the gun.

The bowls and chopsticks used by several testers were still on the table, and one of the bowls fell to the ground. Judging from its position, it should be Bai Huang's bowl. In addition to the fragments, there were also splashes of chicken soup on the ground.

Quickening his pace, the man came to the window. The reinforced window had not been opened, and the latch was intact: "Didn't you come in through the window?"

"There must be something wrong with the flue in the kitchen." Gao Ming squatted in front of the stove. The ashes were wet and there were still ice slag, as if a soaked child had crawled out.

When the probe looked inside, the draft fan and windproof cap were all damaged, as if someone had repeatedly smashed them with an ice pick.

"The inside of the stove is completely wet, and snow can be seen in the flue. It will probably affect cooking tomorrow." Gao Ming also had a little carbon ash on his face.

"You are so optimistic. Are you still thinking about cooking now?" The man tightened his grip on the shotgun: "I suspect a snowman came in, the one who kidnapped my brother!"

Veins popped up on the backs of the hands of the man who had always been calm. His eyes were like the East Lake under the ice, deep and piercingly cold.

The sound of his boots on the hardwood floor was like the sound of a piano. The man held up his headlamp and chased the remaining water stains on the floor: "I'm going to grab it and crack its head open!"

The pocket watch was ticking, and everything seemed to be speeding up. The water stains on the ground were concentrated in the northeast corner of the kitchen, which was one of the entrances to the cellar. The thick wooden board was sealed and a big lock was added to it.

"You stay here." The man opened his thick robe and took out a bunch of keys from his waist. These four keys were about ten centimeters long and made of special materials. They were carved with beautiful patterns, which read "Pain, Sorrow," Resentment and hate are four strange words.

After finding the key with pain written on it, the man opened the entrance to the cellar. He placed the oil lamp on the downward steps and waited for a few seconds before going down.

Out of curiosity, Gao Ming also wanted to get closer, but just as he was about to go down, the man returned the same way: "The snowman is not inside, it should have gone somewhere else."

After locking the cellar door, the man put away the four keys. His expression was obviously different from before, and he didn't know what he saw. He trotted out of the kitchen.

Holding the shotgun, the black muzzle corresponded to the dark hall: "Here, help me hold the light."

"Okay." Gao Ming picked up the oil lamp and shined it on the water stains on the ground. The man held a gun in both hands. The two of them ran in the manor one after another. They climbed the stairs to the second floor. They seemed to be being watched by something in the darkness.

"The water stains lead all the way to the end of the corridor. It seems to have stayed outside each door for a while." Gao Ming already had that image in his mind. The huge snowman with bright red lips stood outside the door and put his finger into the keyhole. , as the spring spring bounces, the door is opened little by little.

His expression turned bad, and Gao Ming discovered that the last place where the water stains disappeared was his room - 2009.

Water with a rancid smell seeped into the cracks of the door, and leaves and mud remained on the door handle and lock.

The man shook the barrel of the gun and signaled Gao Ming to open the door.

Taking out the key to room 2009, Gao Ming just inserted it into the keyhole, when Xu Deyi's scream suddenly came from room 2002 on the other side of the corridor.

"Not good!" The man and Gao Ming immediately ran to room 2002. Xu Deyi, wrapped in a quilt, happened to open the door and escaped. He was pale and frightened, and his lips trembled and he couldn't even speak a complete sentence?

"Is the snowman in your room?"

"No, no, look, the window!" Xu Deyi fell to the ground and pointed his hand into the room.

Looking in the direction Xu Deyi pointed, the fool stood stupidly by the bed. The thick curtains were opened by someone. Outside the huge window glass were faces that were frozen and deformed. They were wearing bright mountaineering clothes, with ropes and water plants wrapped around their bodies. Their eyeballs seemed to fall out at any time because they were frozen for too long!

No one knew where they came from. They seemed to be climbing up and would come in when they found a window that was not closed tightly.

The ropes swayed, the frozen faces were smiling, and they were climbing towards Room 2001.

"No! The window of Room 2001 is broken!" Amid Gao Ming's shouts, the man didn't care to blame Xu Deyi for opening the window, and went straight to Room 2001 against his instructions.

Holding a shotgun, the man's breath was hot, and he pointed the gun at the broken glass window of Room 2001!

A gunshot broke the silence of the entire winter night!