Horror game: opening scare system

There are row upon row of small buildings on the street, and the pedestrians are bustling. After entering the old street, I found that the scene here is completely different from what I saw outside. There are people coming and going around, chatting, laughing, and occasionally rickshaws rushing by. Go, the small roadside shop warmly greets the customers. Zhang Xun only saw and heard these when he entered the old street. Before entering here, the old street he saw was indeed a lonely and cold dead city. Speaking of people, I couldn't even see a wild dog.

Zhang Xun recalled the news he saw on the forum, saying that there would often be some strange noises or strange things in the old street.

It’s hard to say whether the scene I’m seeing is true or not. It may be some kind of illusion, or it may be a real place covered by illusion. However, those so-called strange sounds and abnormal events are most likely due to The group of creatures that exist in the old street at this moment.

Whether the old street suddenly appeared in this world is not easy to judge, because Zhang Xun has never been here to investigate before, and, if it really appeared suddenly, such a large and strange urban area, its release The mental pollution and cognitive distortions that went out must have disturbed quite a few people, so this is not a good thing to judge.But what is certain is that both the camps that believe that the old street really exists or that the old street is a foreign thing are very serious and sure of one thing-in their view, the old street is a very important place. Terrible place, even a ghost town, for this place, despite the rumors and rumors, they either followed the crowd or kept silent, and they always kept a respectful distance from it in action.

Walking on the road in the old street and among the crowds, the small Zhang Xun is extremely conspicuous. This is inseparable from his clean and good-looking face. Anyone who sees such a well-behaved and cute child will take a second look. .On the other hand, unlike the people in the old street, the clothes Zhang Xun wears are a bit gaudy. The clothes he wears are obviously not of the same era as the clothes worn by the people in the old street. , the old street is worthy of being an old street, and the clothes worn by the people here have a sense of age.

While the people on the old street were looking at Zhang Xun strangely, Zhang Xun was also looking at this group of people.

At this time, there was a creaking sound in his ears, and then a figure stopped beside Zhang Xun, and then he heard a slightly humble, slightly old and tired voice.

"Hey... that... this young master, I think the clothes on you are really beautiful, where did you buy them, and how much did they cost? I was thinking, I should also buy a set for my little grandson, he will definitely I like it, hehehe..."

Looking back, Zhang Xun saw the person who spoke. It was a little old man pulling a rickshaw. He looked to be in his fifties, with his sleeves rolled up on both sides, and he was carrying a bamboo hat, with a towel hanging around his neck, slightly yellowed. With the buttons of his clothes open, he could see that his head was covered with beads of sweat, his hair and beard were also mixed in black and white, his skin was dark, his figure was slightly bent, his skin looked loose and wrinkled, and he had a lot of muscles contour.

The little old man lowered his head slightly, as if he didn't dare to look at Zhang Xun. Zhang Xun could feel the almost panic in the other party's heart, as if it was a very dangerous and powerless gesture to talk to him rashly. Zhang Xun could feel the other party's fear. With that humble attitude, he looked around the little old man and looked at the rickshaw behind him. It was black and looked quite new.This kind of thing is rare in China today, but the old street seems to still be used as the main means of transportation. He has seen a lot of traffic, but he can't even see the shadow of riding a bicycle or even a bicycle. I did not see it.

This place is indeed very strange, like a peach blossom garden that cuts off the historical process and is far away from the secular world, but it is obviously not as beautiful as the peach blossom garden, and there will be no scene of yellow hair hanging down and beautifying oneself.

Zhang Xun's thoughts turned quickly. The above information was just the first observation, judgment and analysis after turning his head. Then he answered the old man's question naturally, without really showing a young master because of the title. attitude, because even the young master is the same in his opinion, please refer to Song Like for details.

"This dress was exchanged with Nia, and it didn't cost any money, so I don't know where I bought it and how much it cost."

Zhang Xun answered the question very honestly. Anyway, the old man in front of him couldn't understand what he was talking about. After further consideration, the other party probably only thought that he changed clothes with a person named Nia.

Things were exactly as Zhang Xun had imagined. After hearing his words, the old man scratched his head with his hand and said in embarrassment, "That's it, thank you, I was a little abrupt."

"It's okay, but old man, do you know where there is a place to listen to stories?"

"A place to listen to stories? In that case, old man, I recommend you to go to the east side of the city. There is a troupe there. Of course, the south side of the city is also fine. I heard that Zuojin recently made a novelty called a movie."

Hearing the old man's words, Zhang Xun shook his head, and said again: "It's not this kind of story, nor is it the kind of story told by the storyteller. What I want is a place suitable for listening to idle stories everywhere, such as parents' short stories, or some Weird things."

Hearing Zhang Xun's words, the old man was thoughtful, and then his cloudy old eyes lit up, and he said:

"I know this. You can go to the teahouse in the south of the city. Ordinary people or some gentlemen often drink tea in it. They will always tell some interesting anecdotes."

"Old man, can you take me there?" Zhang Xun asked.

The old man was stunned for a moment, then smiled, and nodded to Zhang Xun, "Yes, of course!" As he spoke, the old man put down the car, walked out, made a gesture of invitation to Zhang Xun, and said: " Young master, please get in the car."

Zhang Xun smiled, got on the rickshaw, and then the little old man pulled up the car and started running. Zhang Xun, who was sitting in the car, looked around. Compared with cars, the speed of this rickshaw was obviously not enough. But Sheng won't feel sleepy after he gets in the car.

Then, he took out his mobile phone, pointed the camera at the surrounding environment and turned around, then asked with a smile:

"Artificial mental retardation, have you captured any pictures? This place is very strange, and I guess the money spent should be different from the ones outside."

The voice of artificial mental retardation came quickly: "It's cut, it's cut, as the highest masterpiece of Apocalypse, you have to believe in my strength."

Then, some pictures appeared on Zhang Xun's mobile phone.