Horror game: opening scare system

Tread...  

Footsteps came from the deep alley. Although it was still unclear what kind of person it was, Si Ling could tell that the person was approaching.

Si Ling, whose mind was filled with all kinds of emotions, felt a splitting headache at the moment. He suddenly raised his head when he heard the voice, and there was still a blurry figure in front of him.

Zang Feng had already been unsheathed, and Si Ling didn't dare to relax when he saw the figure getting closer and closer. At this moment, one of his eyes was completely congested and swollen, and all the whites of his eyes turned a cloudy red, and there was even blood running down the corner of his eyes. flow out.

Si Ling also felt that something was wrong with him. His vision was blocked, his eyes were swollen badly, and accompanied by a pain like a needle prick.

The figure was getting closer and closer, and he stepped out of the darkness and fell into the dim light.

Si Ling, who saw the face of the visitor clearly, was stunned, showing an expression of astonishment, his body even trembled uncontrollably.

"Teacher?" Si Ling said in disbelief.

The person who came was an old man, wearing a white suit and standing upright. If you don't look at the white hair and wrinkles on your face, it's hard to imagine that this is an old man.

However, the old man did not answer Si Ling's question, but his body twitched strangely. With the soft sound of his bones, the old man's head leaned forward, his eyes lost their luster, and then he floated up as if he had been hoisted At a certain height, the body swayed slightly in mid-air, turning into a hanged corpse.

Si Ling's body trembled again, but reason still prevailed again. He kept telling himself in his heart that everything in front of him was fake.

However, the reappearance of the scene of the teacher being hanged still made him burn with anger unavoidably.

Then, he saw a group of men in black clothes walking out from the alley, and before he knew it, it began to rain lightly...

In the familiar alley, the people in black became taller and taller in Si Ling's perspective. In a daze, he felt as if he had returned to that night many years ago.

"Catch that brat!" a man in black yelled.

"boom!"

There was a gunshot, and the bullet passed across Si Ling's cheek. Si Ling stretched out his hand and touched it in a daze. It hurt a lot. There was a lot of blood on his hand. A child succeeded...

The anger was gone, replaced by fear, a great fear of death.

"what!"

Little Sling roared, turned around and ran, his small body was quickly hidden in the rainy lane in the middle of the night, people in black chased after him, and there were two gunshots from time to time.

While running, Si Ling looked around. He remembered how he survived.

He ran into the family's pigsty and lay down in the dry grass with a disgusting smell, sticky excrement and slop...

But this time there was no pigsty, and what greeted him was a sense of weightlessness.

A few sticky tentacles rose from the ground, entangled Si Ling, and then dragged him into the ground. The originally hard ground was now like a swamp.

Si Ling couldn't resist and sank into the ground.

When he regained consciousness again, Si Ling found himself tied to a chair, and there were countless pictures in front of him. Those pictures were all in his memory, the scenes that appeared when he avenged his teacher.

But at this moment, those pictures disappeared bit by bit, as if they were ignited, and scattered into ashes in the air.

Si Ling felt a strong sense of suffocation...

A black gun was aimed at him, and the man in black came to him at some point with a smile on his face.

This time, he failed to escape...

[Current Si Ling mental state: on the verge of collapse (15/100)]

"boom!"

The man in black pulled the trigger, but there was no bullet in front of Si Ling, but a cluster of sticky and disgusting tentacles, and those tentacles rushed towards him at this moment.

At this moment, a small hand stretched out from the side, blocking the tentacles in front of Si Ling.

"Well done."

The unique milk voice brought a light compliment, and Si Ling was stunned for a moment, as if he heard a soft sound in a vague way, everything around him changed at this moment, like faded ink.

"what……"

Si Ling took a deep breath as if he was about to suffocate to death, and then gasped violently for a moment. Only then did he realize that he was back in the Blast Prison again, but not at the entrance of the restaurant, but at the back of the restaurant. An open space.

He couldn't help shivering, his clothes were completely soaked in cold sweat, making the night even cooler.

Then, he saw the child standing in front of him. He didn't know when the black jazz hat disappeared. From his angle, he could see the side face of the little guy, and the faint smile was still on the other side's face. , but at this moment he seems to be able to feel the joy of death from this smile.

The tentacles blocked by Zhang Xun trembled, and began to retreat crazily, but Zhang Xun didn't let it do what it wanted, and the little hand firmly grasped the biggest tentacle.

No matter how much this monster wanted to escape, it couldn't shake Zhang Xun at all, its little hand was still holding onto the tentacles...

"Want to run? It's not that easy~"

The corner of Zhang Xun's mouth curled up into a sneer, and the hand that was holding onto the tentacles slammed back!

boom!

With a loud noise, the ground under his feet shattered, and the surrounding scenes, as if the whole world had been hit by some kind of shock, exploded and then disappeared.

At the feet of Zhang Xun and Si Ling, there was a fleshy ball full of tentacles. His whole body looked like a brain flower, but there were countless eyes growing on the brain flower.

Zhang Xun and Si Ling did not fall in the void, but landed on this strange creature.

Then, Zhang Xun let go of the hand holding the tentacles, and put his palm flat on the monster below him.

Si Ling keenly felt that the monster's body froze for a moment, and then the whole monster, including those tentacles, began to tremble.

But before Si Ling was surprised, he saw Zhang Xun gently pat and caress the strange monster below him as if comforting some kind of small animal, and at the same time said in a gentle tone:

"Don't be afraid, dear boy, don't be afraid, Mayu..."

But Zhang Xun's appeasement didn't seem to calm the monster down. On the contrary, the monster started to twitch, and its body began to swell irregularly. In just a few seconds, Si Ling found that the monster's size had grown by more than five times!

While the monster was inflating, Si Ling also heard a piercing cry that burst out directly in his mind. The cry was mixed with pain, sadness, fear and other emotions, which made Si Ling feel a splitting headache.

But looking at Zhang Xun's calm appearance, he didn't seem to be affected in any way.

Enduring his headache, Si Ling looked towards Zhang Xun, and found that there seemed to be a burning spot on the bottom of Zhang Xun's cheek.

But soon, his attention was diverted by other things.

On the body of the monster under him, a huge burning letter appeared——

B.