To kill monsters, start from picking up game skills

As the evening approached, Yang Yi looked up and looked ahead, then lowered his head to confirm the address on the phone.

For a while, he suspected that he had made a mistake, but he didn't expect such a dilapidated old community to exist in the prosperous Guangzhou and Shenzhen.

The floor was covered with jet-black stains, and some places had even peeled off. Yellowish-brown water stains meandered and bumped on the building.On the other side of the floor, a few big trees blocked the afterglow of the setting sun, which made the corridor that was not well lit even darker, giving the first impression that the whole building was gloomy.

When he stepped into the corridor, what he saw was a row of dusty light green ammeters. The exposed ammeters did not even have a decorative box. Several old-fashioned bicycles were parked on the right side of the ammeters. To the illusion of the 90s.

Turning around and stepping up the floor, two anti-theft doors appeared in front of him. A transparent garbage bag was placed in front of the dark brown anti-theft door. In Yi's nostrils, there were even a lot of bread crumbs around. There were probably two or three 'Jerrys' happily nibbling on the crumbs.

Yang Yi coughed, and the mouse was frightened, and it ran up the corridor and disappeared into the darkness.

It stinks!

Yang Yi pinched his nose and strode up the floor, his goal was door 306.

Snapped!
The lights were on, and the room was fairly clean. The important furniture was covered with oilcloth paper. There were many black stains on the cold concrete floor, and it was difficult to clean them one by one.

Yang Yi walked to the side of the sofa and carefully folded the tarpaulin on it, for fear of disturbing the dust resting on it, but it was dust after all, even though Yang Yi was very careful, it was inevitable that there would be a dusty scene in the end.

After wiping the sofa casually with a rag, Yang Yi took out the live broadcast device from his backpack and started to connect to the network.

That's right, this is Yang Yi's job today, he is a sleep tester in a haunted house.

The so-called sleep tester in a haunted house means that the house that has died so badly cannot be sold, and someone needs to sleep in the room for a night to break the superstition and let the house reach its due value.

"Beep~beep!" The phone vibrated, and a message popped up inside: "Xiao Yang, take a look around the room with your phone, especially the closet and the bottom of the bed need to be checked carefully."

It seems that someone has started to pay attention to this house. Yang Yi picked up his mobile phone and started to look around, and even checked the room again when the barrage asked not to turn on the lights.

After satisfying all the barrage needs, Yang Yi was already sweating profusely, lying on the sofa and panting heavily. It seemed that the money was really hard to earn, and he felt embarrassed when he recalled the past.

Yang Yi, who graduated from a third-rate university, managed to get into the position of personnel director in a company, but a sudden leak caused him and his girlfriend to be fired, and the two had a big fight because of this. After losing their love and career Under the double blow, he chose to get drunk all day long. When the landlord urged him to pay the rent at the end of the month, he found that he only had 300 yuan left. He had no choice but to look for jobs with fast money online, and started by chance. A haunted house sleep tester.

"Mom, my daughter is not filial, so I can't go to your grave on your death anniversary. I'll burn some paper money for you here. If you hear it, you'll turn into a breeze and take away the paper money, blah blah."

Just as he was thinking, the sound of a woman crying sounded in the corridor.

I am special!
Where are you making trouble, are you afraid that 'they' won't find their way?

Yang Yi closed his eyes and rested his mind. Hearing the woman's crying, his head was full of black lines. Don't forget that there is a haunted house here. If you really dare to burn paper money, you are not afraid of attracting some unclean things!

"You f***ing hell, what kind of paper money are you burning at night?"

Suddenly, a thick man's voice sounded, followed by the sound of two people tearing apart, and finally there was a sound of 'Peng', and the whole world fell silent.

After being disturbed like this, Yang Yi was not in the mood to rest, and started interacting with the barrage, and before he knew it, it was late at night.

blah blah blah!
There was a sudden knock on the door, Yang Yi was startled suddenly, his heart jumped into his throat.

Where did the knock on the door come from? If I remember correctly, this house has not been lived in for half a year, so there must be something unclean.

"Who is it?" Yang Yi yelled, trying to suppress the fear in his heart.

blah blah blah!
The other party didn't reply, but knocked harder on the door.

"No, there is really something unclean!"

The more he thought about it, the more he felt like ants were crawling all over his body. Yang Yi quietly approached the door, trying to check the situation outside through the cat's eyes.

Leaning close to the cat's eyes and looking out, the outside is as dark as ink and nothing can be seen. In the black hole of sight, bright red bloody lines are constantly squirming, and suddenly Yang Yi feels something close.

rub rub!
Yang Yi took two or three steps back, his heart seemed to be pinched by a giant hand, and his breathing was a little difficult. A coolness hit his forehead. If he read it correctly, he saw the eyelashes at the moment when the darkness closed.

So what I saw just now was a bloodshot eyeball, an eyeball lying on the door and looking in.

blah blah blah!
The door slammed loudly, and Yang Yi felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, one foot stepped into an endless abyss, and a dark force was constantly eroding his body.

Pong!
"Fourth Wang, you're so fucking drunk again, why are you lying in front of someone's house looking at it? This is the third floor, and your house is on the fourth floor."

The man's voice became louder and louder, until Yang Yi heard footsteps going upstairs, the man closed the door dissatisfied.

So what I saw just now were the eyes of the drunk man outside the house. I misunderstood that a hot feeling swept over my whole body, and beads of sweat appeared on my chest and back.

Yang Yi took a deep breath of fresh air, immediately took off his T-shirt, found a piece of cardboard and fanned himself.

What the hell, Wang Laosi, I want to greet your whole family, do you know that people are scary and scary.

blah blah blah!
Suddenly, there was another knock on the door.

Yang Yi's eyes suddenly tightened, his eyes were full of hatred, and a nameless anger rushed straight to the top of his head, and he pulled his fist hard.

Damn Wang Lao Si, have you ever seen a fist the size of a sandbag? I'll let you see it later.

Yang Yi angrily opened the door, but when he opened the door, there was nothing outside, the anger gradually weakened, and then a gust of cold wind blew past, making him shiver unconsciously.

"What the hell, I met a ghost." Yang Yi muttered dissatisfiedly, and closed the door smoothly.

"Xiao Yang, check the room one last time. This is the end of today's work."

Just then, a message popped up on the phone again.

It's really endless, and I have checked it four or five times. If there is something unclean, it will come out long ago.

Although he was reluctant, Yang Yi cheered up and replied: "Okay, and a dog head expression pack is attached."

Wait, what is that!
Just as he was about to get up, he scanned the bottom of the bed and found a crystal ball the size of an egg. He reached out and took out the crystal ball. It was as soft as cotton. Inside the transparent crystal ball, there seemed to be a mass of black gas surrounding it. turn.

He swore that there was no such ghost thing in the room he checked before.

I squeezed it in my hand, and the crystal ball quickly returned to its original shape. When I smelled it closely, there was a faint fragrance, but I couldn't tell what it was.

click!
At this moment, the room was plunged into darkness.

"Damn, tripped!"

I was startled, and then thought that it must have tripped, because the voice was so familiar.

What he didn't know was that as the room fell into darkness, the live broadcast screen was also disconnected. The crystal ball in his hand slowly turned into mist and penetrated into his mouth and nose as he inhaled and exhaled. Transparent shrinks until it disappears.

Relying on the weak light from the mobile phone, Yang Yi found the main switch, and when he closed the door, the room was bright again.

"Hey, where's the crystal ball?"

When he connected to the network again, he shook his right hand unconsciously, and found that the palm of his hand was empty and there was nothing there. He glanced around suspiciously, but found no trace of the crystal ball, but his head was a little groggy, as if he had drunk fake wine.

"Boss, I'm sorry, the switch was tripped just now, and nothing was found in the room."

A little unsure whether the crystal ball he picked up just now was an illusion, Yang Yiqiang cheered up and simply sent a text message on his mobile phone.

"Okay, that's it, hard work."

A few simple words made Yang Yi, who was originally bored, happy.

"Not hard, not hard."

After sending the text message, thinking that 1400 will be available soon, Yang Yi collapsed on the sofa in a daze.