Horror Game: How to win the sickly system

In Tong Zhantian's impression, those paper figurines have no pupils.

Their eyes are dotted with blood, so they look more like pupils, but they are not real pupils.

But just now, he opened the door.

Outside the door were the two paper figurines, their skins were still the same white paper as before, showing a strange pale color under the candlelight.

But their eyes, the four pupils, the pupils whose eyeballs are still rolling, the fleshy pupils, are facing his four eyes!

A bone-chilling chill surged through his body, and traces of inexplicable ghostly energy climbed into his heart like an electric current through the soles of his feet.

Tong Zhantian felt that the blood in his whole body was congealed, because he felt the boundless black hole-like emotions in the eyes of those paper figurines,

"what!"

With a cry of surprise, he retreated rapidly until his back touched the corner of the wall.

The two paper figurines approached slowly, filled with a ghostly aura.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Tong Zhantian always feels that their paper faces seem to have evoked

There was an arc, as if... laughing.

But suddenly, the two paper figurines stopped in their tracks, as if they were afraid of something.

At some point, the orange torch in Tong Zhantian's hand turned into a dazzling green, like a will-o'-the-wisp.

"Could it be that they... are afraid of these candles?"

Tong Zhantian tried his best to stabilize his figure, picked up the candle, and moved forward.

Fear flashed in the paper figurine's eyes, and he backed away.

"really!"

Tong Zhantian sighed secretly, "We must go out as soon as possible."

Because he found that the flames of those candles burned very quickly after they turned dark blue.

He took a deep breath, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

Under the cover of the candlelight, Tong Zhantian escaped from the house and ran out of the yard, during which time he changed two more candles.

"Where are you going?!"

Tong Zhantian was covered in cold sweat. He was standing at the gate of Xia Mansion, and a dark dirt road appeared in his field of vision.

"Do you want to go back?"

He looked back at the strange shadows in the Xia Mansion under the moonlight, and his heart felt hairy.

"I can only go to...that wooden house."

He murmured, and after hesitating for a while, seeing those paper figurines were about to catch up, he finally made up his mind and walked on that road again.

The journey was smooth and there were no weird entanglements.

"It should be that they were all killed by those paper figurines just now. I just don't know if there are any things in the two coffins in the earthen house in the strange place that was killed."

Soon, he came to the mud house where he received the bride.

Looking at the closed door, Tong Zhantian was frightened for a while.

dong dong!

He knocked on the door cautiously.

one second,

two seconds,

......

1 minutes passed and still nothing happened.

"There should be... no one in there."

He put his hand up again, just as he was about to hit harder.

With a creak, the door suddenly opened...

Tong Zhantian stopped moving again, sweat dripped down his cheeks, and his heartbeat clanged like a drum.

The sound of the wind lingered in my ears, like a lullaby sung by a devil.

He suddenly felt that he was not afraid.

This emotion is like the foam in a beer bottle. Once it overflows from the glass, it doesn't matter how strong the aroma is. Even if you catch the foam with your mouth, you won't be able to taste the aroma of the wine.

All the scents spread in the air, like fear.

"Why should I be so afraid?" Tong Zhantian suddenly laughed at himself. "Because... is there still hope?"

The figures of Yu Qilin and nursery rhyme come to mind.

Tong Zhantian laughed at himself, he was actually enjoying this moment.

He suddenly remembered the time when he was young, forming gangs on the street, and beating others to the ground for the so-called brotherhood.

Wearing a black leather jacket and stepping on the heads of punks in other neighborhoods, he thought he was super cool.

He felt that he was different from these people, he felt that he was a real gangster.

It wasn't until the moment when he provoked an underground emperor, was hacked so hard that he couldn't walk, and was thrown in an alley where stray dogs often go, that he realized that in the eyes of others, he was just a gangster, and he was the same as those who were once raped. The same people she stepped on, always have been.

Others may be afraid of him, but they will never think he is cool or attractive.

until that woman appeared.

Yu Qilin rescued him from the mouths of stray dogs, bandaged his wounds, and took him home without any scruples in taking off his clothes and applying medicine.

"It's not life-threatening for the time being. What's your family's phone number? I'll call for you and let them take you to the hospital."

"I have no family."

This is their first conversation.

After that incident, Tong Zhantian recovered from his injuries, changed his identity, and continued to hang out on his street, playing harder than before. He made a lot of money and bought a lot of flowers.

Because the girl needed money, she was burdened with huge foreign debts left by her parents.

As if he had a new goal in life, Tong Zhantian no longer felt that he was a pure gangster, and even became taciturn, silently doing the work at hand, taking money from others, and helping others to eliminate disasters.He naturally got rid of the label of a gangster, and more and more people called him a killer.

Later, he had a child.

He works harder and harder and earns more and more money. The family of three lives happily.

like an island,

Later, Yu Qilin was teleported into the horror game, and she never came back.

Tong Zhantian crazily shuttled through the dungeons, looking for the figure of Yu Qilin.

It wasn't until he participated in a game, saw the danger in it, and got used to death, that he really realized that there is a high probability that Yu Qilin... will never come back.

He has almost lost the purpose of life and the meaning of living.

He can only blind himself by killing.

He hates the horror world, and he vowed to kill all the weirdness here.

Before Yu Qilin was summoned, he had always wanted to do something deep in his heart, which was to kill all the weirdness in the horror game.

He also did the same, every time the dungeon would mercilessly kill those weirdos, because he felt that these guys were the murderers who killed Yu Qilin—if he didn't have the concern of nursery rhymes, he would really do it like this.

"Why did I start too, scared?" He smiled self-deprecatingly, then lit a candle again, and threw it through the automatically opened door.

A dark green candle appeared in the darkness like a hungry beast, greedily devouring the darkness in the house.

Through the firelight, he saw the two pitch-black coffins.

On the coffin, a man and a woman stood on it strangely like zombies with pale and bloodless faces, staring at him with sly smiles on their faces.

"Ah."

Tong Zhantian met their smiles without any fear in his heart.

At the same time, the last candle in his hand was gradually extinguished.

He looked behind him, and saw a few paper figurines moving closer and closer.

Tong Zhantian dropped his hat, tore off his jacket,

His voice was full of anger:

"come!"

Like the first time he faced Weird, his murderous intent was overwhelming.

I don't know if it was a coincidence, but as soon as he finished speaking, behind him, the blue fire ignited the thatched cottage, and the flames shot up to the sky in an instant.

Mixed with the screams of ghosts, and...

The wail of the paper figurine.