It's time, it's time to switch to the cranial doctor

The hotel was exceptionally quiet with the lights turned off. I don’t know if the sudden knock on the door frightened the residents, and the footsteps that were always hovering upstairs disappeared.

Zhou Zhuo took the lead and walked in front, walking lightly. The knock on the door just now came from the second floor. This hotel is obviously a shoddy product. The sound insulation is very poor, but any movement can be heard clearly by the neighbors.

They went up to the second floor, but as the rumors said, they didn't see anyone knocking on the door, which greatly disappointed the curious Yu Qian and Wang Shifu.

However, things didn't seem that simple. When they were about to leave, Zhou Zhuo suddenly made a silent gesture.

"Shh, do you hear someone yelling?"

The four people held their breath at the same time, moved in the corridor, looking for the source of the sound, and finally stopped in front of the door of room 205. Everyone put their ears on the door panel one by one, listening to the movement inside.

"It seems...someone is struggling?" Zhou Zhuo frowned, voice identification does not belong to the scope of forensic professional skills.

"Could it be someone's young lovers playing sex games in the middle of the night?" With his wife's ambiguity, he smiled.

"That's not right. The voice sounds a little painful. Do you remember who lives in this room?"

"This room seems to be the novelist who came with me. What is this guy doing?"

Ma Lou followed inexplicably, "Why don't we get rid of him now?"

"What a fart, he didn't do anything bad, it's strange."

Just when the four of them lost their interest and were about to go back to their business, the screams of pain in the room suddenly became louder, and the voice sounded a bit dull, as if someone was covering his mouth to prevent him from making a sound.

Zhou Zhuo was in a bad mood, he was afraid that this guy had already suffered a heavy blow, so he didn't care to restrain himself, so he hurriedly slammed into the door with all his strength.

The quality of this door lock is really bad, or the four people worked together too hard, the door lock snapped off, the four people rushed in, and saw the young man with a cold face surrounded by a cloud of shadows , his throat, mouth and nose were all covered, no wonder he made such a sound just now.

I can vaguely see that it is a human shape, with sound limbs, but the distortion is too serious, it is already difficult to distinguish.

At such a time, saving people must be the most important thing. Out of instinct, Zhou Zhuo directly pulled out the hammer and smashed it down heavily.

The human-shaped shadow rolled the novelist aside, and the bed board was smashed to pieces by a hammer. Zhou Zhuo raised the hammer again, but found that the shadow had disappeared without a trace, leaving only the unlucky man who almost died of suffocation. Egg.

Zhou Zhuo stopped in time and didn't hit him too. Wang Shifu who was following up quickly helped him up, helped him adjust his posture, performed cardiopulmonary resuscitation, moved the muscles that were strangled to the reward, and quickly recovered his breathing state.

This earth-shattering sound quickly attracted the attention of other tenants, including of course the innkeeper who saw the door of his room smashed. The old woman rushed over screaming, but was pressed by Wan San who appeared in the corridor later. Live shoulder.

"I'm here to lose money, go back now." Wansan took out a stack of money from his chest, but he couldn't see the number clearly, but there were at least twenty bills.

Although there was no threat in the words, the majestic expression and eyes of the underworld godfather still repelled the middle-aged woman who only wanted to earn a small business to keep her capital.

She took Wansan's money, feeling somewhat upset, and vented it on the other tenants, coaxing them all to go back.

"What are you looking at, keep surrounding here, you will be the next to be knocked on the door!"

"what happened?"

Wansan walked into the room, noticed the traces of the battle inside, and probably knew what happened.

"There is also a problem with this hotel. There may be a mirror similar to the one in your hand." Zhou Zhuo explained casually, "Did you not leave?"

"When I set off, I saw that there was no fog outside, so I wanted to ask you to discuss countermeasures, and came over when I heard the sound." Wansan smiled, obviously prepared a corresponding excuse, "There were two nights ago The fog suddenly disappeared today, and people who are old and timid will inevitably be a little worried."

If it was just a guess before, now Zhou Zhuo can be sure that this old guy is not just coming to see the grievances and grievances left by his old friends, and this thick fog is likely to be as protective as he guessed.

But Zhou Zhuo still said haha: "Really? It's understandable, we think so too."

It's a match for the old fritters.Both of them tacitly agreed with each other, they didn't ask each other's secrets, but shifted the topic to the unlucky fellow in front of them.

"What's the matter with this man?"

"I don't know, I'll ask after Old Wang wakes him up."

After about 10 minutes, the other party was finally able to speak, and under the watchful eyes of five super macho men, he explained his situation.

This person’s name is Yang Zhi, the author of the novel is real, and it’s true that he came here to collect stories, but what he collected was not the legend of the misty town, but the rumors of this wheatfield inn—exactly what Yu Qian said, The ghost knocked on the door in the middle of the night.

It turned out that Yang Zhi was a guest writer for an [-]th-tier entertainment tabloid, and was in charge of writing bizarre urban legends.

He has recently run out of inspiration, and he can't find any good jokes on the Internet. The editor also complained that traditional supernatural stories are not popular. Let him write some colorful ones to see if it can drive a wave of sales. As for whether he will be warned or something , Earn the money first, put it in your trouser pocket, and talk about the rest.

After going back and forth, Yang Zhi was moved when he heard the story of the hotel in Misty Town. According to one of the rumors, he deliberately bought some chicken blood from the Internet, and at midnight, smeared the blood on the bathroom mirror.

Unexpectedly, someone really knocked on the door. After opening the door, he was attacked by that shadow. Thanks to Zhou Zhuo's sharp hearing, he escaped.

After listening to the other party's story, Zhou Zhuo couldn't help feeling that the ability of human beings to die is really unlimited.

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I accidentally fell asleep again yesterday, it’s okay, I’ll make it up today.

Chapter 168 Fear Manifested

There is a noteworthy detail here. Zhou Zhuo didn't show any expression after hearing this, but his heart was turned upside down.

Because the newspaper that Yang Zhi belongs to is called "Zero Point Strange Talk", which specializes in publishing those weird urban legends, and it advertises it as "real people and real things", and it is always about the reporter's personal experience, saying that one report consumes one reporter. If everyone doesn't spend money to buy magazines, journalists will not be enough.

Sound familiar, right?

That's right, this is the lie that Zhou Zhuo used when talking to Yang Wei earlier. He originally thought that there are a lot of half-dead newspaper offices in every corner of the city, and he would not be discovered if he just made up one. I saw the "genuine version" in the game so soon.

Of course, combined with the fact that Yang Wei joined Upstream Technology, it can be understood that the company collects opinions from employees, which is understandable.

After all, a realistic open world cannot be created out of thin air. It is created by the joint wisdom of many people, and it is normal for some coincidences to exist.

However, with the addition of Xiao Jiu's matter, the nature is completely different. It is almost certain that Scream Feast is not just a game. Do they want to create an online world that can perfectly interact with reality?

When Zhou Zhuo was distracted, Wansan had already entered the 205 toilet, stood in front of the mirror covered with chicken blood, wiped the blood with a towel, and checked the mirror. Zhou Zhuo also followed in to prevent Wansan from Trick here.

The accident in front of me is not completely fruitless. I have never had a chance before, either because I was chased all over the place, or the owner himself didn’t know which mirror was wrong, but now they can finally grasp a strange mirror. up.

Zhou Zhuo really wanted to see what would happen if he used this mirror to arouse fear, so he planned to take the initiative to tell Wan San about the effect of this mirror——

Of course, this is part of what should be said. Since Wansan has a certain understanding of Wu and has a mirror in his hand, he should have known some secret information for a long time. Proper disclosure of some secrets will easily confuse the other party's cognition.

"Uncle Wan, do you understand the role of mirrors?"

"You want to know?" Wan San didn't answer, but asked back.

"Of course, what do you think I'm here for?" Zhou Zhuo pretended to be unfathomable, "I'm afraid the mirror is directly related to the fog in the town. Looking for a problem."

"I do understand some interesting things, but it's not the most important content. It's a secret I asked a friend who knows the Sun Luo Society. He said that the cadres came here not to resolve grievances, but for these mirrors. They said these Stuff has a special magic."

"The so-called magic power is that if you put blood on it, you can activate a ghost that can kill you?" Zhou Zhuo said with a smile, "That's not how you play death."

Wan San also smiled and asked: "Then do you want to try to die once?"

"Are you watching from the side?" Zhou Zhuo tentatively asked.

Wansan really took a step back: "Okay, please."

The two sides are still in the stage of cooperation. Wansan has no reason to harm Zhou Zhuo when all his teammates are present, so Zhou Zhuo has no psychological pressure, and he has done similar things more than once.

A mirror with an owner smeared with blood will be locked by the monster hidden inside, and a mirror without an owner will show the deepest fear in the blood holder. What if it is a player?What is the player's inner fear, the GM?

Zhou Zhuo pulled out the murder weapon that he had put in his pocket in advance, and only now remembered that the weapon had been upgraded. He hadn't noticed it before, so he took a quick look and found that it already had the attribute that could be checked separately.

【Name: Blood Blade】

【Type: Weapon】

[Quality: Fear]

[Special Effects: ①Blood Poison: Inject toxin into the wound, resulting in the effect of being unable to heal and depriving of physical strength. ②Blood blade: After entering the state of blood frenzy, it can cause damage to all mental bodies. 】

[Equipment Conditions: Used in conjunction with the Skull Crusher Doctor Set. 】

[Remarks: My knife is a poisonous blade covered with poison. A slight scratch can send you to hell, but don't be burned by my poisonous blade. 】

Zhou Zhuo always felt that this set of murder weapon obtained from the Good Neighbor dungeon was a bit too weak and did not meet the level of dungeon resource acquisition, but now it looks much more reasonable.

It seems that because the knife pierced the mind body in the mirror, in addition to the wound infection skills that the weapon should have, it also gave a special state that can injure the mind body, so that Zhou Zhuo would not be in the fog. The copy of the town is tied up.

Think about it carefully, is the word "Nian Ti" a potential spoiler?The spirit-catching glove corresponds to the spirit body, while the blood blade corresponds to the mind body. This means that the mind body does not belong to the soul, but a special life form. Fear is one of them. Elements, are emotions?

A series of thoughts flashed through Zhou Zhuo's mind. Seeing that he was stunned, Wan San thought he was hesitating, so he smiled and said, "If you are afraid, forget it, I can find someone to try."

He was smart, if Zhou Zhuo flinched, he just had a reason to keep this mirror in his pocket, Jiang was still old and spicy.

"It's not that I'm afraid, I'm just thinking about something."

Zhou Zhuo cut a small cut on his finger. Judging from the description of the weapon, this thing is obviously harmful to himself, but it needs to be used in conjunction with the Skull Crusher set to be effective. It is just an ordinary sharp blade in a normal state... maybe Be aware of the possibility of tetanus.

Cutting off his fingers, Zhou Zhuo habitually drew a smiling face on the mirror. The scene in the mirror really began to distort, but it was a bit different from before. An image of a woman emerges.

"Uncle Wan, get out of the way."

When the sound came out, Zhou Zhuo had already turned around and drew the knife, and ran away without him reminding Wan San, and even closed the door of the toilet.

The blade slid across the air without cutting anything.

Zhou Zhuo felt that his neck was being strangled by an invisible force, and when he turned his head, he found that the shadow of the woman in the mirror was strangling his neck. If you can't touch the other party, you will be ground to death sooner or later.

Hesitating at this time would be death. Zhou Zhuo stabbed the woman in the mirror with a knife. The woman was obviously frightened by the majestic fierceness on the blade, and quickly let go to dodge.

If it were someone else, they would probably escape from the scope of the mirror immediately, but Zhou Zhuo would not be overwhelmed by this level of fear. What he has to do is to solve this thing and keep it for his own use. The thinking is very important.

He held the knife back, smashed the mirror with the handle of the knife, took out the fragment of the mirror where the woman's shadow was hidden, and took out the revolver directly from his pocket to aim it inside.

"Surrender, or die."

Zhou Zhuo wasn't joking, Deathstroke had three bullets in total, even if he used up one bullet, it was far from being a trump card.

The slender shadow felt the fear of death, but Zhou Zhuo had already held the mirror in his hand, and he couldn't escape even if he wanted to.

Before Zhou Zhuo could answer, the shadow in the mirror suddenly disappeared. Zhou Zhuo felt that the snake shadow combined with consciousness had finally given feedback. Not wanting to die, it chooses to coexist.

This was a very wonderful option, before Zhou Zhuo had time to react, the snake shadow had already occupied the body of fear, appearing beside him as a lifelike but expressionless woman.

Exquisite face, unadorned simple hairstyle, cold eyes without emotion, meticulous OL work clothes, isn't this Huang Ying?

Thinking back, Zhou Zhuo found that this was really the fear in his heart. He was not afraid of Xiao Jiu because Xiao Jiu was human, arrogant but not indifferent, self-willed but also principled, like a precocious child who knew everything. She treats whoever is nice to her, very pure.

But he also knew very well in his heart that part of Xiao Jiu's soul belonged to Huang Ying's evil, which was the result of using violence to control violence. After he was satisfied, the evil thoughts were also inherited.

Xiao Jiu is obviously suppressing, but no one knows when it will explode and become an interestist who destroys humanity.

Just like what Wansan said, it takes brains to do evil. Bad guys are not scary, but smart bad guys are scary. There is nothing in the game. What if Xiao Jiu, who has great power, goes berserk in reality?How about "joking" with Guan Gou back then?

This is the point of his fear. It's not that Zhou Zhuo doesn't understand, it's just that many times he doesn't want to think about that deliberately cute face and avoids it actively, but this is a fact that he has to face.

Now this fear appeared beside him in a real state. Even though it would disappear after the dungeon was over, some potential problems were discovered.

"What can you do?" Zhou Zhuo asked.

The other party didn't answer, but just stood there with a cold face.

"Can't talk or don't want to talk?" Zhou Zhuo directly raised the muzzle of Death Knell, pointing at her head, "I'll give you five seconds to calm down."

"One, two...five."

Zhou Zhuo raised the other party's fear with the usual means, but even so, Huang Ying's fear body still did not respond, and it seemed that she could not speak.

In this way, the thought body does not have the ability to think, and can only act according to the logic of the reflector itself. If it is Huang Ying, what will it do at this time?

"I understand. You help me deal with those monsters. After the matter is over, I will let you go. If you are not an opponent, you can choose to leave directly. If you can, shake hands with me."

Zhou Zhuo pointed a gun at Huang Ying's forehead with his right hand, and his left hand stayed in the air. The other party hesitated for two seconds with an angry look on his face, but he still shook hands with Zhou Zhuo.

It feels cold to the touch, without a physical feeling, like soaking in cold water, which makes people feel a little uncomfortable.

Negotiating with such a person really depends on threats and deals. After comparing them, I found that Xiao Jiu is so cute, there is no comparison at all.

Zhou Zhuo put away his gun, opened the door of the toilet, and came out with the embodiment of Huang Ying, and the crowd outside looked dumbfounded.

Yang Zhigang, who came from the pursuit of urban legends, regained his expression and was frightened again. He was in a complicated mood. He was scared and regretted, thinking that if he persisted just now, he would be able to have sex with this beauty...

Wan San, who closed the door just now, instantly changed his expression, becoming extraordinarily amiable: "Is this the sibling you mentioned in the car?"

"Don't talk nonsense, it's bad luck, being afraid of your wife is loving your wife, and it's completely different from being afraid." Zhou Zhuo waved his hand quickly.

"Can it really turn fear into reality? Awesome, can she speak?"

"No, it doesn't have thinking, can't communicate, and can only do things by instinct, so don't think that it is on our side, and don't treat it as a human being. If you make it anxious, it will hurt you to bite others. There is a problem."

Although he said not to treat the other party as a human being, Zhou Zhuo still took a look at Huang Ying when he said this, and he saw an impatient and disgusted expression on her face.

"Interesting, I'm looking forward to the secret behind it even more. After solving the problem here, are you planning to leave?"

"Let's go." Zhou Zhuo nodded.

The problem has indeed been solved. Now Wansan has a mirror belonging to Yang Weimin in his hand. I don't know what effect it will have if activated with other people's blood. Wansan will definitely not let Zhou Zhuo touch that mirror.