Horror Game: How to win the sickly system

Since there are rules and restrictions in this room, as a player, he will not die here for no reason, and I am afraid that there will not be very scary and weird things in this room.

Even if there was, as long as he followed the rules, his life would not be in danger.

What's more, the Yinling Talisman given by Fang Wen in his hand didn't seem to be affected in any way, and the cold aura emanating from it was still lingering in his hand.

"These are... paper people?"

As soon as he entered the door, he found that behind the side door, a pale child-like paper man with red paint on his face was standing there, facing the door like a door god.

"But... it seems that the eyes are not closed."

After seeing it clearly, Tong Zhantian heaved a sigh of relief.

In fact, paper figurines can be found in every corner of the yard, but those paper figurines also have no eyes, and they are not threatening.

Tong Zhantian cautiously walked in slowly, while looking around vigilantly, along the corner of the wall, he stretched out his hand and groped.

But just took a few steps.

Suddenly, he seemed to have kicked something.

I only heard a "crash",

There was a sudden sound in the room.

That voice, like,

The sound of rolling stones.

At the same time, in the innermost corner of the room, a voice sounded slowly.

"who are you?"

It was the voice of a man, who sounded five or sixty years old, with a little panic and caution in his tone.

Tong Zhantian didn't answer him, he stood there for a few seconds, seemed to be thinking about something, and then squatted down directly.

The eyeballs were rolling in the eye sockets, and he stretched out his hand, lying on the ground, as if he was groping forward for something.

Soon, a few stones were held in his palm.

It was wet, he put those stones in front of his nose, sniffed, and there was still a bit of bloody smell on it.

After a long time, he finally spoke.

Facing the place where the voice came from just now, he asked, "Is that you? Xiao Guan."

As soon as he finished speaking, suddenly, a bright light appeared in the room.

In the deepest part of the room, after hearing Tong Zhantian's voice, Xiaoguan took out a candle and lit it.

"Why are you here?"

Xiaoguan complained, holding the candle in his hand, he quickly approached Tong Zhantian.

"It's a long story."

Tong Zhantian also breathed a sigh of relief, pulled up a stool next to him and sat down.

Before he knew it, cold sweat had already soaked his back.

When Xiaoguan got closer, he saw his appearance clearly.

An old man about 50 years old with a single eye and a somewhat stooped figure.

It was Xia Lian's father in the photo.

Xiao Guan also moved closer to Tong Zhantian, and after seeing his appearance clearly, he was not surprised, "It seems that you know me?"

"That's not true." Tong Zhantian put the few stones he picked up in his hand on the table, and told him his experience from beginning to end.

Xiaoguan took back those stones, and while listening to his narration, squatted on the ground and rearranged them at the door.

Soon, after he finished placing them, the strange atmosphere of regularity rose again in the room.

"Is this also the feng shui circle you mentioned?" Tong Zhantian asked after finishing speaking.

Tong Zhantian let out a long breath, looked out of the window with some fear in his eyes, and said, "That's right, this magic circle can temporarily attract the power of the rules in the sky and cover this room. It is difficult for ordinary weirdness to come in, such as Those paper people."

"Is there any unusual weirdness?"

There was some surprise in Tong Zhantian's eyes.

"Have!"

After Xiaoguan finished speaking, he took out a note from his pocket.

There are several strings of blood-stained ink stains on it.

Tong Zhantian took the paper, read it once, and frowned.

It says:

[Your wife is back, she is not your wife, your wife is already dead! 】

[She came back to seek revenge on you, Xia Ming'an!Your wife will seek revenge from you! 】

"There's more on the back." Xiao Guan reminded.

Tong Zhantian nodded and turned the note over.

There is only one line of writing on the back, but the ink is obviously heavier, it looks like it was written in blood, and it was written under extreme tension.

【If there is no other way, just cut your finger and use blood to put eyes on those paper figurines, they will... save you. 】

"Obviously, this one is fake."

Xiao Guan sat on the table, playing with taste.

"Your wife? Is it this person?"

Tong Zhantian took out a photo album from his pocket and handed it to Tong Zhantian.

Xiao Guan took the photo album and looked it over a few times.

Shaking his head, he said, "No."

"Have you seen her?"

Tong Zhantian asked.

"I have seen."

Xiaoguan turned his gaze to the window,

"She just left not long ago."