Horror game: Help the ghosts make choices at the beginning

Sun Hao felt strange.

The room began to shake for no apparent reason.

I thought it was an earthquake.

But when he slipped out of the bedroom with the stump parts, the shaking feeling was gone again.

Looking back again, the water glass on the desk was still shaking, gradually moving towards the edge of the desk.

On the computer, Xiao Ai's live broadcast screen was also shaking left and right.

He looked at the bedroom and then at the living room.

Finally realized something was wrong.

Something is wrong, so wrong.

"Is the fan broken?"

Sun Hao walked into the bedroom strangely and turned off the fan.

The strange thing is that as the fan is turned off, the violent shaking becomes smaller and smaller, and finally disappears.

The cup stopped moving and the computer stopped shaking.

The whole bedroom fell silent.

Click

He flipped the switch again.

As the fan starts turning, first gear, second gear, third gear.

buzzing-

Boom boom boom——

The violent shaking sound reappeared, filling the entire bedroom.

Sun Hao turned it on and off several times, and then came to a conclusion.

——The fan is broken.

But no matter he looked up or down, left or right.

The fans are still running well.

Strange, so strange.

Sun Hao couldn't figure it out, so he decided to let professionals think about it.

then,

When Jiang Ye walked slowly to the abandoned fountain, he received a message from Xiao Li.

"Hey hey hey? Jiang Bai?"

Jiang Ye responded, "It's me."

Xiao Li's voice was lazy, "Did you go to 301 to see it? How was it?"

Jiang Ye: "It's been done for him, and he's very satisfied."

The system also reminded him just now that he had received favorable comments from 'Sui'.

Xiao Li picked his ears and said, "Oh, let me tell you something."

"You said."

"It's the same building, 201. The owner is asking if the fan is broken. Do you have time to check it out?"

"Okay, I haven't gone far yet."

Hang up the intercom.

Xiao Li threw the black walkie-talkie back on the table and muttered: "What a diligent guy."

"Am I right?"

He raised his head and looked at Yang Zhuo, who was sitting opposite but shivering.

Yang Zhuo was wrapped in a quilt and holding a cup of boiling water in his hand.

His whole body was cold and his lips were pale.

After being entangled by the ceramic doll last night, half of his body was cold.

After some sleep, the feeling returned.

But starting from noon, his body began to feel cold again.

Especially the ceramic doll in the shoulder bag on his waist, like an ice cube, constantly exuding chills.

Yang Zhuo thought he was weak at first.

Thinking of coming back to drink some hot water.

As a result, it got colder and colder. After I returned to the office and sat down, I didn’t want to move.

Even though he was wrapped in the quilt given by Xiao Li, he was still shaking.

He noticed something was wrong, but his thinking seemed to be gradually becoming stiff.

Even I have to think about what props I have available for a long time.

At this time, after hearing Xiao Li's words, he nodded in agreement.

The boss is really cool.

The props he has on hand include two therapeutic ones, two defensive ones, and three offensive ones.

The treatment is used to heal wounds...can it treat colds?

Yang Zhuo doesn't know.

He was still thinking about ways to survive, but because of the rigidity of his thinking and the dispersion of energy, he failed to hear what Xiao Li said clearly.

When he reacted, he only saw an extra pair of eyes in front of him, and Xiao Li's voice also reached his ears.

"Show me what you dug up."

What?

Before Yang Zhuo had time to think, he felt that his eyes were in a trance and his mind was also in a trance.

That strange feeling came again.

It was as if there was a layer of something around it, it was blurry.

The connection to everything, including my own body, has become very weak.

……

"The anchor won't be gone, right?"

"Xiao Li actually took action! I didn't expect this!"

"Although he has always been lazy, he is still a ghost after all."

"What I'm more curious about is, how did Xiao Li know that the anchor dug something up? Do all ghosts know that there is something buried in the soil of the community???"

In the live broadcast room,

A group of water friends realized something was wrong when Yang Zhuo's expression began to change.

But the strange thing is that Yang Zhuo himself didn't notice it.

Patrols continue.

It wasn't until a while later that I realized something strange about my body.

Yang Zhuo did not run back to the dormitory.

Because of working hours, if Shen Rang finds out when he returns to the dormitory, there will definitely be no good consequences.

So, he came to the office.

Xiao Li is always in the office, but at least there is a hot water.

Yang Zhuo couldn't care less.

Because it was too cold, he didn't even refuse the quilt Xiao Li handed over.

It's like the survival instinct has begun to appear.

at this time,

Seeing Xiao Li suddenly coming forward and looking into Yang Zhuo's eyes, a group of water friends also became nervous.

"Please, don't attack the anchor."

"Anchor, be careful!! He is about to launch a mental attack!"

"I always thought he was a neutral ghost and would not take the initiative to hurt others!! (?｀?Д??)!!"

……

in the office,

Their eyes met, and Yang Zhuo responded in a daze.

"it is good."

Then he opened the quilt on his body and opened the satchel on his waist.

Just when Yang Zhuo was about to take out the ceramic doll.

His eyes moved and the corners of his mouth suddenly curved.

He smiled and sang: "Looking for friends~"

Xiao Li was stunned.

For such a moment, Yang Zhuo rushed out of the office with a smile and hugging the ceramic doll.

"Looking and looking for friends~"

"Find a good friend~"

"Salute ~ shake hands ~ you are my good friend ~"

The tender children's voice echoed in the corridor, drifted, and finally disappeared.

In the office, Xiao Li looked at the empty seat opposite and did not chase after it.

He lazily leaned back on the seat and murmured:

"Looking for friends, doll...could that rumor be true?"

……

Yang Zhuo's body lost control again.

He sang a song and left the property office as if fleeing.

The ceramic doll in my arms was laughing "hehehehe".

Yang Zhuo didn't know what it was laughing at. He just ran forward, ran, and ran hard.

Wanting to find a place to hide.

As he ran, he felt like there was something in his arms.

Cool to the touch.

"Hehehe~"

"Don't show it to anyone~"

"Looking and looking for friends~"

The other five ceramic dolls originally hidden in the dormitory appeared in Yang Zhuo's arms at some point.

Each one has a different shape, but they all smile and make weird sounds.

Yang Zhuo's scalp suddenly became numb.

He had a strange premonition.

I felt as if I was not far from death.

……