I tell fortunes for NPCs in a horror game

Sure enough, Wang Qianqiu said: "I thought you were letting me go."

Lin Xiangwan raised a standard eight-tooth smile: "How could that happen? Am I such a person?"

Chu Wushuang, who had been silent all this time, still held the peach wood sword that Lin Xiangwan bought for her from Wang Qianqiu in her hand, and carefully observed Lin Xiangwan's every move.

Seeing how nervous she was, Lin Xiangwan couldn't help but ask, "What's going on? Are you looking for psychological comfort?"

It wasn't until he heard these words that Chu Wushuang was convinced that this was Lin Xiangwan himself. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I have encountered players who were traveling with me disappear before, but after they disappeared, they became something else. Just now. I'm too sensitive, I'm sorry."

"What a big deal." Lin Xiangwan waved her hand, "It's better to be vigilant."

Since the ghost that had appeared in Chen Ming's yard had been found, Lin Xiangwan had a good sleep at night. Anyway, it was only the second day, and it was not yet a matter of life and death. In addition, the identity of the dreamer was already inseparable, and her only son was in his hands. Lin Xiangwan was not too worried that Mrs. Su would uncover the truth. go.

Before dawn the next day, Wang Qianqiu returned to the yard, but deliberately messed up his hair crown.

By the time Mr. Su received the report from the guards to see the situation, the servants had already whispered in Mr. Su's ears that Wang Qianqiu had not left the courtyard all night.

When Mr. Su saw that Wang Qianqiu was still alive, the smile on his face became more sincere: "Master Wang is indeed capable, but I don't know what happened to this evil spirit in the mansion?"

Wang Qianqiu was frightened for a few days, and became very angry when he saw Mr. Su's pretending to be friendly face. He was having a hard time, how could he make Mr. Su happy? dream!

Wang Qianqiu let out a long sigh: "Mr. Su, this matter in your house cannot be solved by a simpleton, so you should hire someone else."

"How could it be? Isn't this a good thing, Master Wang?" The smile on Mr. Su's face froze.

"I'm still standing here because I'm lucky. Your house is full of ghosts. I don't know which deity has been offended." Wang Qianqiu said, pretending to pack his things and leave.

Mr. Su thought he was trying to get Qiao, and hurriedly said: "Master Wang, the price is easy to say. As long as it can solve the evil spirits in the house, I can pay any amount."

Mr. Su has worked hard for many years to shape himself into a cultured person, but when he encounters a problem, his first reaction is to solve it with money.

At this moment, Lin Xiangwan felt the bracelet swaying gently. She stroked the bracelet gently and asked using the transmission note: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Su Yuan's voice was dull: "Leave me alone, you won't agree if I tell you."

"How do you know I don't know how to do it if you don't tell me?"

"Then I want to beat him up, will you let me?"

Su Yuan's words sounded like a child's coquettishness. After all, he only remembered Lin Xiangwan's scary order not allowing him last night.

However, when Su Yuan reacted again, he already had room to move freely.

"Huh." Su Yuan jumped on the spot in surprise, subconsciously looking at Lin Xiangwan's expression.

Lin Xiangwan didn't look at him, but the smile on her lips never fell.

Su Yuan was stunned for a moment, realizing that the other party had acquiesced that he could do what he wanted, and immediately launched an offensive.

Mr. Su was still chattering when he suddenly felt a weight on his back, and then heard a child's voice: "Back it up."

Mr. Su couldn't help but shudder, his legs became weak, and he knelt down directly in front of Wang Qianqiu in front of everyone.

Wang Qianqiu never expected that Mr. Su, who was haggling just now, would suddenly look like a different person. He was so frightened that he took two steps back: "Hey, don't touch the porcelain." He was so anxious that he didn't even care about maintaining his personality. .

Unexpectedly, Master Su did not get up from the ground immediately, but stretched out his hand towards Wang Qianqiu and shouted: "Master Wang, there is a ghost, there is a ghost! Save me! No matter how much money..."

Before he could say the word "OK", Mr. Su was stopped by Lin Xiangwan's gag talisman. For a moment, Mr. Su's eyes widened with fear, he pinched his neck and struggled "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" himself.

Su Yuan would just lie on Mr. Su's back and threaten him, but he didn't know that the most terrifying thing for Mr. Su was not meeting unclean things, but the fact that real death was right next to him.

Mr. Su was counting on Wang Qianqiu to save his life, but when he found that he couldn't even ask for help, his panic reached the extreme.

When the surrounding servants saw this, no one dared to step forward to help. Those who were timid had better run away first, for fear of harming Chi Yu.

At first, Wang Qianqiu was suspicious of Mr. Su's purpose of showing off, but when he saw that he didn't even want to improve his image that he was proud of, he realized that Mr. Su was not pretending, but had really hit a ghost.

"What a monster!" Wang Qianqiu held a mahogany sword in his hand, pointing directly at Mr. Su.

If Lin Xiangwan hadn't seen his hands shaking more vigorously than a disco, she would have thought he was preparing to catch ghosts.

After letting Su Yuan and Mr. Su "play" for a while, Lin Xiangwan calmly used another transmission note at Su Yuan: "Su Yuan, come back when you've finished playing."

Su Yuan instinctively felt the threat posed by the Taomu Sword. He stared at the sword for a while, then slowly walked to Lin Xiangwan, and grinned: "I broke his sword sooner or later."

Lin Xiangwan couldn't help but smile: "You're not old, and your tone is not small. In the future..." Her smile faded a bit when she thought that Su Yuan was gone.

"What about the future?"

"Nothing." Lin Xiangwan glanced at Master Su, who had come back to life because of Su Yuan's departure, and quickly sealed Su Yuan back to his old place.

Mr. Su was still speechless, but he clearly felt a light touch on his back, and the child's voice that had been talking to him disappeared without a trace.

After realizing that he could act independently, Mr. Su quickly got up from the ground and gestured to Wang Qianqiu.

Just when Wang Qianqiu was about to retreat, Lin Xiangwan sighed at the right time: "Master Wang is still awesome."

Wang Qianqiu frowned, seeing that Mr. Su's gaffe had softened slightly, and said thoughtfully: "Mr. Su, this crisis in your house has not been formed in a day or two. The grievances are too deep, and I am afraid it will be difficult to resolve. Poverty. Taoism can only solve your urgent needs. If you want to eradicate this evil spirit, you still have to ask a master with higher Taoism skills."

Mr. Su nodded quickly, waved to his servants, and pointed at Wang Qianqiu, meaning to find someone immediately according to his words.

At the same time, Mr. Su held Wang Qianqiu's hands and cried bitterly, sobbing and speechless. Not only was the look far from touching, it was even a little scary.