Horror game: Help the ghosts make choices at the beginning

"Guest, are you satisfied?"

The young human asked from the side.

Feng Acui smoothed her hair, lowered her face, and curled her lips:

"Just so-so, how much does it cost?"

"It's a total of one thousand two hundred yuan for washing, blowing, and dyeing." Jiang Ye kept smiling:

"But our store is open today, and you can get a fifty yuan coupon. Next time you come, you can get fifty yuan cheaper."

Su Li was stunned when he heard this, where did they get the coupons?

The short-haired man took a step back without leaving any trace.

How much does it cost to get a haircut?

Isn't it a robbery?

Isn't this enough to annoy the ghosts?

however,

The old woman with a bad temper snorted and happily took out the money.

"Thank you for your patronage."

Jiang Ye took it with a smile, then turned around and said:

"Sister Su Li, record the coupon for this customer."

"Ah good."

Su Li turned around, ran to the second floor to find paper and pen, thought for a while and asked:

"What do you call your mother-in-law?"

Feng Acui looked in the mirror and adjusted her collar: "Feed the horse with two points of water, and the only name is Feng."

Then, without looking back, he used his crutch and left in a hurry.

When Su Li finished writing and raised his head, the ghost mother-in-law was no longer in the store.

Only black mud was left on the ground.

……

The barbershop was quiet.

No one spoke.

wow-

Jiang Ye stepped forward, closed the rolling shutter door, and locked the glass door.

Su Li subconsciously asked: "Is it closed now?"

Jiang Ye: "It's not suitable for business when it gets dark."

The ghosts outside are already getting ready to move.

Jiang Ye's exposed arms were so cold that he got goosebumps.

"Clean up and get some rest tonight," he said.

Su Li nodded, "Yes, let's clean up."

The short-haired man reminded: "There is ghost hair and mud on the ground, so try not to touch it."

The three of them picked up the cleaning tools, cleaned and tidied.

After a while, it was packed up.

Su Li packed up the garbage and asked, "Where should I throw this?"

There should be large trash cans outside the street, but they are too dangerous.

Leaving the dungeon area without authorization is basically the same as committing suicide.

But put it in the house,

What if the hair sneaks out in the middle of the night and harms someone?

Jiang Ye thought for a while: "Throw it into the monster room in the basement."

The short-haired man looked over.

The things belonging to ghosts may not necessarily be burned and thrown to the ghosts in the basement...

The short-haired man frowned, would he really not anger the other person?

But there seems to be no other way at the moment.

Later, the three people came to the basement.

Find the deepest [exclusive nest].

Through the crack in the door, the garbage was stuffed in bit by bit.

After a while, the sound of eating came from the house.

Chirp, chirp, chirp echoed in the corridor.

The three of them breathed lightly unconsciously.

After the sound inside stopped, he carefully returned to the first floor.

Standing in the barber shop on the first floor, looking at the neat space.

After a while,

Su Licai murmured in a daze: "Did we successfully pick up the guests?"

The short-haired man corrected: "It's a money transaction."

Jiang Ye: "...We are a regular barber shop."

Su Li: "So we really made more than a thousand ghost coins?"

The short-haired man was puzzled: "I snatched it from a ghost."

Jiang Ye: "...Follow the formal process. Forget it. It's up to you."

"Wow!" Su Li couldn't help but let out a low-pitched voice of excitement, almost jumping up: "We actually did it! Ahhhh!!!"

The short-haired man murmured: "A haircut costs a thousand yuan..."

Until then,

These two people were truly convinced - they were really successful in opening a store, doing business and making money!

"It's like a dream!" Su Li excitedly took Jiang Ye's arm and shook it, even temporarily forgetting about the injury on his hand.

The short-haired man said: "Isn't it just like a dream?"

It’s too metaphysical and too unreal.

Jiang Ye looked at the two of them helplessly, "Would you like to eat?"

He was already hungry.

"Eat!" Su Li said happily: "Eat well! Have a good sleep!"

The barbershop was rarely busy for a long time.

It lasted until several people finished dinner and everyone returned to the house, and then it finally became quiet.

Jiang Ye still slept on the floor, and Su Li didn't want to sleep on the bed where the dead had slept, so she still slept on the children's bed.

In the darkness, she touched the bandaged wound on her hand, and there was a dull pain on it.

Jiang Bai's actions gave her a glimmer of hope.

As long as the barber shop's business continues smoothly, they don't have to be manipulated by the ghosts.

"Jiang Bai." Su Li suddenly said.

Jiang Ye was about to fall asleep, but he raised his eyes and said, "What's wrong?"

"Thank you."

"...no thank you."

……

For human players,

When night comes, the day is over.

But for the ghosts of the horror world, the nightlife has just begun.

Among the group of elderly ghosts on 14th Street, the most lively one is the square dance.

In the small square,

Turn on the stereo, and the exciting music drives your heart.

Many ghost figures floated from all directions on the ground and gathered in the center of the field.

A real dance of demons.

Everyone was entertaining each other, but their eyes were unconsciously paying attention to what other people were wearing.

I'm afraid of being compared, and I'm afraid that I'm too stupid.

When you meet someone who is very vulgar, you will inevitably have to talk nonsense.

ho-

Suddenly, a cry of surprise came from among the ghosts.

Starting from the edge of the square, the ghosts spontaneously made way for them.

On both sides of the road were stunned eyes.

Their pupils followed the color all the way to the center of the square.

The sights of all the ghosts were unconsciously drawn towards it.

What a beautiful head of hair that is.

Smooth and dazzling.

It was like the most beautiful oil painting, and as if the sunset from the horizon had fallen on her body.

Along with that face, there is a dreamy and weird aesthetic that is somewhere between the realms of yin and yang.

Under the watchful eyes of all,

Feng Acui straightened her back and her crutches were hidden somewhere.

She remembered the etiquette she had seen on TV in her early years.

He walked with such elegance and clean temperament.

She unconsciously raised her chin.

Confidence is definitely the most beautiful aura of a woman.

far away,

Someone asked in a low voice: "Who is that?"

"It seems to be Feng Atui."

"Feng Atui? Doesn't she have an afro?"

"That's a lie, has she changed her body?"

In the midst of discussions filled with wonder and disbelief,

An elderly gentleman in a tuxedo came forward, leaned slightly, and made an invitation.

"My beautiful lady, may I invite you to our first dance tonight?"

Surprised voices immediately sounded around: "Isn't that the owner of Adam Mall? He actually came out today?"

Many female ghosts took a step back, with obvious jealousy and gloating on their faces.

"Wow, it's so romantic tonight~!"

The ghost floating in front of the stereo whistled with its slender body like a stick figure, "The music starts!"

He picked up his fallen eyeball and tinkered with the stereo.

Soothing music began to flow over the square.

Feng Atui was stunned when she saw the male gentleman in front of her.

It's him……

An existence that the women on 14th Street yearn for but avoid.

Yes, she is one of those women.

In the past, she always lowered her head, hunched her body, shrouded herself in a mess of hair, and carefully hid her thoughts.

But, now she

Is there no need to feel inferior? Is it possible to stand up straight and look him face to face?

Even if only once.

Thousands of thoughts passed through Feng Atui's mind, but they were not expressed at all.

A smile appeared on her face, she raised her hand and placed it on it, as gracefully as a princess:

"can."

Youth will always pass, but young hearts will not.

Tonight, she is destined to be the most shining ghost in the audience!

Just allow her to be herself for a while!

……