God's way of opening infinite games

"Hey, come down, come down and change someone!"

The man in white beckoned the man in glasses to come down with a look of disgust, and turned his head to let the man in leather next to him turn over first.

"I'll come first."

The bearded man patted the shoulder of the man in the leather jacket, thinking that this guy's physique was not much better than that of the man in glasses, and he was timid, so he better fuck himself first.

Xun An glanced at the man with glasses, and caught the flash of embarrassment and shame in his eyes.

The line of sight was deflected, and dense bullet screens floated across the screen of the man in white. Red hearts and gorgeous fireworks flickered in the center of the screen from time to time.

With sharp eyes, he saw the name of the anchor in the upper right corner of the screen, the second brother of the Lan family.

The bearded man grabbed the railing with both hands, stepped on it with his toes, quickly climbed to the top, then jumped, landed and rolled around to relieve his strength before standing up and patting the soil that was stained.

He looked around first, then frowned, and walked towards the dark place beside him, as if he had found something.

"Be careful..."

Brother Lan showed concern for the beard in his tone, but his expression was a little weird.

Xun'an saw that the corners of Lan Er's mouth raised slightly uncontrollably, although his tone was normal, there was a little expectation in his eyes, and he faintly felt something was wrong.

"There's a bag by the wall."

The bearded man was carrying a travel bag, walked to the iron gate, and held it up for them to see.

"It still looks new, like it hasn't been long since it was thrown here."

The three in jeans immediately ran over to check. There were a few flashlights in the backpack, and the rest were cans and drinking water.

"Why is there a bag here?"

The short-haired woman ignored the man with glasses, walked to the door alone, and probed to check.

"How many flashlights are there?"

She saw flashlights on the upper layer, but because the light was too dim, she couldn't see how many there were.

"... seven."

Everyone was silent, and they all had their own plans in their hearts.

"There must have been adventurers like us who have been here before and left them here."

Brother Lan rolled his eyes around and explained to the camera that he didn't show the travel bag in the bearded hand for the audience to see.

The audience in the live broadcast room might be able to believe Brother Lan's explanation, but the seven players present obviously didn't believe it.

No matter how you look at it, the seven flashlights are too coincidental, and they are all clean. It seems that they were placed here not long ago.

For this live broadcast, Second Brother Lan may have left it when he came here to check out the location before, but in order to create the impression that it is the first time, he deliberately used this excuse to hide it.

"Okay, okay, let's go in."

Brother Lan hurriedly urged the other people to move faster, and pretended to be happy to say to the audience: "I promised you to bring nothing, just bring the live broadcast mobile phone and power bank, but the ready-made ones are cheap and you don't want to pick them up for nothing." right."

Xun An understood, presumably Lan Er was not as confident and brave as in his tone, so he threw the required items into the wall in advance and used them legitimately.

The bearded man flipped through the backpack and found that besides the cans and water, there was a rope buried at the bottom.

He pulled out the rope, tied one end with a knot on the door, and threw the other end over the top of the door, "You all come up with the rope."

The jeans helped the pink-haired girl up, supported it behind her back, and lifted it vigorously, the pink-haired girl grabbed the crossbar on the top and crossed the door, and landed safely by the beard.

After the man in the leather jacket was concocted in accordance with the law, he wanted to turn over the jeans, but remembered that there was another girl.

He turned to look at the short-haired girl, hesitating whether to help her.

After all, he has a boyfriend, so if unnecessary misunderstandings are caused, it will be a headache.

Another thought is that the boyfriend of the other party is too weak to get on, let alone help her girlfriend.

"Shall I take you up there?"

The short-haired girl agreed without even thinking about it, and the man with glasses on the side gritted his teeth and didn't even have the confidence to say a word of rejection for her.

Ignoring the words of the jeans trying to help him, he pulled the rope with all his strength to climb up with difficulty, and then fell to the ground in embarrassment.

Xun An was about to touch the rope, when Lan Er suddenly ran over from behind, thrust the selfie stick into his hand, "Hold it."

Then he grabbed the rope and entered the hospital neatly.

"..."

Xun An looked at the live broadcast interface, and one of the bullet screens floating fast on it caught his attention.

[34e6d9h54]: Advise the anchor not to die, there are really ghosts here.

It seems out of place in the barrage full of rumors that firmly believe that the hospital is haunted. The nickname is still a string of numbers, which are basically newly created accounts.

He wanted to click in to see the person's identity information, but there were too many bullet screens swiping the screen, and it was quickly overwhelmed.

"Hey! What the heck! Give me the selfie stick!"

Lan Er stood inside the door and yelled at Xun An, making him seem to have returned to the Dawuqi hunting ground in an instant.

At that time, an NPC also scolded him like this, but Xun An was not in a good mood at that time, so he taught him a small lesson.

He looked at Lan Er, and silently handed the selfie stick back to him through the gap between the railings.

"The new guy can't do anything."

Xun An smiled, with a dangerous undercurrent surging in his eyes.

Holding the rope in his right hand, he pulled it, and in the blink of an eye, he reached the door rail, squatted on it, and landed lightly like a kitten.

The clean and neat movements made other players look sideways.

"Brother's skill is good, have you practiced?"

The bearded man looked at Xun An approvingly, and if the timing wasn't right, he wanted to ask him for advice.

Xun An just smiled, it was a tacit consent.

The bearded man distributed the flashlights to everyone, and the water and canned food were just enough for each person.

Several people seem to have bought space props, and disappeared in their hands as soon as they got them.

Xun'an had no choice but to follow suit and transfer these things into Qiankun's bag.

"This flashlight won't turn on."

The pink-haired girl clapped the flashlight on her hand vigorously, but it flickered twice very quickly and then completely lost the light source.

"Mine didn't light up either."

The man in leather also raised his flashlight, a little flustered in his speech.

The flashlight of the man with glasses was on, but the light was very dim, and it flickered on and off, as if it could be extinguished at any time.

Xun An tried to turn on his own flashlight, but it worked normally.

But it doesn't matter to him whether there is light or not.

"Only five of the seven can be used... Those who don't have a flashlight have to pay attention, don't get lost."

The bearded girl gave the pink-haired girl his own flashlight, and shared a flashlight with the leather jacket and jeans.

"Friends in the audience, do you know why this place is deserted and there are rumors of being haunted?"

After Lan Er entered the hospital, he walked forward on his own, but his pace was not fast. During the process, he turned the selfie stick to show the audience the building of the hospital.

"This is said to be a psychiatric inpatient department, but it is actually a so-called mental hospital, and all the mental patients live in it."

The player followed him a little closer to the building and listened quietly to his background story.

The flashlights shone randomly everywhere, and all they saw were withered and yellow weeds.

Xun An landed at the end, the wind kept blowing past his ears and cheeks, it was gentle and gentle, giving him a very familiar feeling.

He looked up at the hospital building that had almost merged into the night, and he didn't feel the aura fluctuations of ghosts inside, not even the slightest bit of evil spirit.

"At that time, there was a patient named Jian Mo in the hospital who was sent to a private ward on the top floor for care and treatment."

Lan Er brushed aside the weeds next to him, pointed the selfie stick at the right-hand side of the top floor of the building, "That's right there."

"But not long after, Jian Mo killed the nurse who took care of him in the future one night, and then went to other floors, and he didn't know what he said to those patients, which led to a patient riot..."

Lan Er glanced at the barrage on the screen and shrugged, "And then? Then a bunch of doctors, nurses, and patients died."

He recalled the news reports and continued: "That Jian Mo committed suicide by climbing to the roof and jumping off the building before the police arrived."

Xun'an was slightly taken aback when he heard the words. If the death was abnormal, it is impossible that the hospital would not have a little evil spirit and resentment.

There's something neatly anomalous here.

"Later, the hospital closed the place and abandoned it, but less than a week later, news of the haunting spread."

At this time, Lan Er patted himself on the chest, "But with me, Lan Er, we are not afraid of him, whether he is mentally ill or a ghost! Not only are we not afraid, but we dare to live broadcast the game of recruiting ghosts here, and come back unscathed!"

Xun An chuckled silently, and set up two flags in a short time. He seemed to be able to foresee that Lan Er's ending would definitely not be very good.

Lan Er didn't realize it, and still shouted loudly: "Friends who want to watch my live broadcast of recruiting ghosts, give me a gift!"

"..."

It tastes like that.

Several people followed behind Lan Er, looking at the white seal on the glass door leading to the hospital hall, and the U-shaped lock on the handle was covered with dust.

Jeans took a flashlight and shone inside.

Collapsed seats, shattered electronic screens, shards of glass and paper all over the floor.

The entire hall was in a mess like a typhoon passing through.

"Kick the door open."

There is no way for iron doors, but glass doors can always be solved.

Lan Er kicked the glass door, and the thick and dull hum echoed far away.

The glass door didn't move at all, but Lan Er jumped in pain, jumping up and down like a funny clown.

"It should be tempered glass, you have to break it with other things."

The short-haired girl knocked on the glass, then looked around, as if looking for something.

"What are you looking for?"

The pink-haired girl took the initiative to strike up a conversation, thinking that she was a girl and she would take care of her.

"See if there are any stones nearby, maybe they can be smashed."

After the short-haired girl finished speaking, the leather-clad man next to her took out a small ax from the equipment rack.

"I've got an ax to see if I can use it."

The jeans raised his eyebrows, put his hand on the shoulder of the man in the leather jacket, and before he could say anything, he heard the man in glasses say strangely: "I didn't take out the ax just now.

"This is a blunt axe, I can't open the door lock even if I take it out."

The man in the leather jacket was annoyed, and muttered, "If I can't crawl, I blame others."

"What did you say!"

The man in glasses immediately wanted to go forward and grab the man in the leather jacket by the collar, but was stopped by the bearded man, "What are you doing? If you have the time to make sarcastic remarks here, why don't you find a way to open this door."

The short-haired woman rolled her eyes at the man with glasses, and had no intention of arguing for him at all.

The strong bearded man smashed the edge of the glass door with a blunt axe, and cracks spread instantly.

He let the others retreat to the back, and kicked up at the door.

The crackling sound resounded throughout the empty hall.

At this moment, Xun'an felt some kind of strong evil spirit mixed in the wind rushing towards them, as if the seal had been lifted and entered the inner world from the outside world.

A ray of breeze passed by his ears, sending a gentle and pleasant chuckle.

Xun An's body paused slightly, and the corners of his mouth suddenly curled up.

"Still can't bear it?"

His whisper was carried away by the wind.