Horror game: Help the ghosts make choices at the beginning

"The anchor looks so busy."

"Brother Ye: I brought two patients back and asked me to bandage them left and right."

"Although...hahahahaha, this mummy bandage is indeed a bit funny."

"What? So it was bandaging? I thought it was bondage play..."

In the live broadcast room, a group of friends watched Jiang Ye busy.

It feels reassuring and a little funny.

Especially the kind who just enjoy watching the excitement and don't mind it.

Originally, they were still wondering whether the woman and Zhang Jun would suddenly commit suicide.

As a result, the painting style suddenly changed in the next second.

One was 'whipped' and the other was forced to become a mummy.

For a time, their intention to watch the fun turned into holding back their laughter.

"Hahahaha, the anchor still knows how to take care of things."

"By the way, Zhang Jun has been in a coma. Is it because he cannot see his mother at this time?"

"It's possible. After all, there is a time difference."

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There are also many discussion posts in the forum.

The rules of the game that he half-guessed were similar to what Jiang Ye had thought of.

But, they still don't understand.

If the four people at the four stations all represent different stages of Xiaojun's life.

If the woman represents Xiaojun's mother.

In the terminal store, why does Xiaojun, in his twilight years, treat his family as a commodity?

Been hurt?

what is this else?

[System prompt: 'Madman' joins the live broadcast room. 】

"Crazy? Damn it, that popular thriller dungeon analysis up master?"

"Welcome, boss."

"Boss, boss, why does Xiaojun want to sell his family?"

Barrage flies by,

Just when the water friend who asked the question thought he would not get an answer, the barrage of 'madman' floated by accompanied by a gorgeous reward.

"The madman rewards the anchor with a bazooka*100."

"It's very simple. When a person reaches old age, all that remains is the past."

"His past is everything to him. It is the proof and value of his existence."

Suddenly, the live broadcast room was in an uproar.

……

……

Wuwuwu——

Along with the sound of wind, Jiang Ye fell asleep in a daze.

Although it was dark night, the time on the train was obviously different from the outside world.

You can sleep as long as you can.

Half asleep and half awake, I heard a loud "bang".

The train ground seemed to shake.

Jiang Ye opened his eyes suddenly, and the hand in his pocket immediately touched the prop.

His eyes quickly swept across the car,

The carriage was empty, no changes occurred, and no monsters appeared.

It's just... there's an extra mummy on the ground.

This fall caused the woman to wake up from her drowsiness.

The gagged mouth made a sound of "Uh-huh".

I don't know what I'm talking about.

Jiang Ye stepped forward and moved the person back to his seat.

The woman calmed down.

Jiang Ye walked around the train to make sure there was no abnormality before returning to the car.

Lean against the wall of the carriage and close your eyes to rest.

I don’t know how long it took, half asleep and half awake.

There are all kinds of strange things in the dream, sometimes I return to Aquamarine Star, sometimes I see the horror world, sometimes I see Teacher Jiang in the copy...

In the chaos, there was a "bang".

The people and scenery in the dream were shattered.

When Jiang Ye opened his eyes again, he was still in a daze for a moment.

Thin bloodshot streaks also appeared in the whites of his eyes.

Seeing the mummy lying on the ground again, Jiang Ye fell silent.

"..."

Or so be it.

The mummy himself seemed too lazy to bother, and he didn't groan this time.

He looked around, turned over, twisted his neck, and fell asleep directly.

The night finally became quiet.

……

"The train is about to arrive at the station, Xianghe Community. Passengers who want to get off, please bring your belongings..."

"Next stop, Qingshan Middle School."

The train passed slowly.

Outside the glass window, it gradually became brighter.

Jiang Ye carried Zhang Jun and the woman to the first carriage.

Today is the third and last day of the welfare copy.

Whether we can succeed or not depends on these last four stops.

It stands to reason that the train rules are unclear and the copy time is short...

The treasure won't be too hard to find.

Otherwise, the success rate is too low.

Ding--

The train stopped and the door of the first carriage opened.

Light poured in from outside.

The entire community was a blur of light and shadow, except for the bungalow with a chimney at the end of the path ahead, which was filled with bright colors.

At first glance, it looks like a child's drawing by mistake.

Jiang Ye glanced at Zhang Jun, who was still unconscious, picked up the woman and walked towards the path.

The path is winding,

There are pebbles and small flowers and grass next to it.

Wearing the [Gardener] profession, [Flower Language] is passively triggered.

'He's coming, he's coming. '

'Here he comes again. It doesn't stink this time. '

'What did he bring? It seems to be a woman. '

'I can't see the face clearly, but the smell is somewhat familiar. '

'Could he have brought Xiaojun's mother back? ! '

The flowers were chattering and discussing.

Jiang Ye came to the door of the hut while listening to their words.

The door of the hut is in the middle of two closed windows.

Jiang Ye also drew pictures like this when he was a child.

After observing the surroundings, Jiang Ye raised his hand.

dong dong!

dong dong!

There was a knock on the door.

Soon there were slight footsteps in the house, and a childish voice came: "Who is it?"

Jiang Ye: "Xiaojun, look if this is your mother?"

"Mom is back?!"

The boy behind the door became excited. Just as he was about to open the door, he remembered something again.

He asked uncertainly: "Mom, is it really you?"

Jiang Ye put the woman down on his shoulder and took out the cloth from her mouth.

"say."

The woman turned her head proudly, "Humph!"

Jiang Ye raised his eyebrows, "What, you still want to go back to the train with me? Sleep on the floor?"

As soon as the words came out,

The woman immediately recalled the experience of falling off her seat last night, curled her lips, and reluctantly said towards the room:

"Xiaojun, open the door."

Click

The door suddenly opened from the inside.

Light poured in, cutting through the darkness in the room.

It also illuminated the figure at the door.

It was a small boy whose whole body was dark and whose face could not be seen clearly.

It was a dark mess, as if it had been splashed with paint.

Xiaojun held the door with both hands, and there was a hole in his face, opening and closing.

The childish voice revealed surprise, "Mom! You are finally back!"

The woman said lazily, "Hmm."

"Mom, let's go home."

Xiaojun walked out of the house. I want to hold my mother’s hand and go home.

I stretched out my hand and looked around, but couldn't find my mother's hand.

He looked at the cloth strips on his mother's body and said, "Mom, your new clothes are so cool! I have never seen them before."

The woman snorted: "Of course you haven't seen it."

She glanced sideways at the young man beside her. What did this guy want to do after spending a lot of money to buy him and doing nothing?

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