The Heartthrob Becomes An NPC In the Supernatural Live Broadcast

Su Nanzhi's poor experience in being a ghost told him that people are frightened, and so are ghosts.

For example, he is now frightened by the "creaking" sound on the wall, making his voice unsteady.

He dutifully frightened people, but the next second, the whole ghost broke his voice out of fear.

"Wow... woo woo..."

He jumped out with blood and tears on his face, but knocked on the opponent's head abruptly.

"bump……"

"Ah woo woo!!!"

The chaotic and abnormal pain soared to an unspeakable height in an instant, Su Nanzhi only felt his whole head go numb, and the sweeping pain made him hug his head, not daring to move.

Clear tears gushed out, washing away the blood and tears on his face. He even forgot to run away after being scared, but just curled up in a ball motionless.

Until Gu Jingshuang asked: "So delicate?"

Su Nanzhi was in so much pain that she couldn't speak, tears streaming down her face.

Gu Jingshuang looked down at the boy.

Her porcelain white skin was covered with tears, but she didn't look embarrassed. Instead, her cheeks were flushed red from crying, her eyelashes were wet with tears, sticking together like a velvet brush, and her almond eyes were moist, clear, and pitiful.

He is a very weak ghost.

Gu Jingshuang realized that if the black mist in her hand had fallen one step earlier.

His soul is bound to perish.

puff.

His heart skipped a beat.

Then there was another plop.

The little ghost was crying, very pitiful.

The neatly ironed pajamas on her body were crumpled into a ball, stained light red with a lot of blood and tears.

Gu Jingshuang put away the black mist in his hands, and reached out to support him: "It hurts?"

Su Nanzhi nodded.

"Can you walk by yourself?"

Su Nanzhi shook her head.

Gu Jingshuang raised her eyebrows: "Then I'll take you back? What's the room number?"

"It's next to you..." Su Nanzhi stretched out her hand, wanting to rub the top of her forehead, but she didn't dare, for fear of pain.

Gu Jingshuang picked him up with one hand, his body was very light, like a chicken.

This posture caused the pajamas to hug Su Nanzhi all of a sudden. He was very uncomfortable, so he reached out and grabbed Gu Jingshuang's arm, and hung on to half of Gu Jingshuang's body.

Gu Jingshuang: "..." A brat who is not afraid of death.

Seeing that Gu Jingshuang did not protest, Su Nanzhi continued to practice intimidation, blowing in his ear.

"Hu, hu, hu..."

Gu Jingshuang frowned as the cold wind brushed against his ears.

Su Nanzhi felt happy, and said to the system: "Mr. System, you see he is scared."

The system was overwhelmed by the points, and the IQ went offline: "That's amazing, my host, skrskr!"

After two or three minutes, Gu Jingshuang sent him back to the room.

Unlike his deserted room, this place is full of strong ancient colors.

The oil painting-like walls are covered with flowers, heavy industrial classical curtains, and elegant and heavy red lacquer furniture.

Gu Jingshuang wanted to leave, but Su Nanzhi pinched the corner of his clothes: "Do you want to eat?"

"..." Gu Jingshuang looked into his eyes, hesitated for a moment, and sat on the sofa.

The man in baggy pajamas rummaged through the cabinet for snacks, only to find two bags of expired cookies.

He sat next to Gu Jingshuang with the cookie in his arms, and said with a sleepy expression, "It would be great if the housekeeper was still alive!"

He counted the butler's strengths with his fingers: "He can cook all kinds of dishes, and the desserts are also delicious."

Gu Jingshuang listened to him talking about those things in detail without saying a word, and then asked, "Why did you go to my room?"

"...Huh? Are you only realizing it now?" Unable to resist the temptation of expired cookies, Su Nanzhi tore open a bag, wanting to eat it.

Hearing Gu Jingshuang's words, his first reaction was not to expose his scaring purpose, so he said: "I... I'm actually a little scared, can I sleep with you?"

"...I can't." Gu Jingshuang watched the boy plan to eat an expired cookie, frowned, pinched the cookie, and took it over: "It's expired."

Su Nanzhi: "...Okay."

He is a ghost, ghosts will not get sick after eating expired cookies.

After the co-sleeping request was rejected, Gu Jingshuang went back to her room, but Su Nanzhi was not so obedient.

He thought, he is a ghost, wouldn't it be embarrassing to listen to people?

Moreover, Painted Skin Ghost is really scary!

So he opened the window, took an expired lollipop, and turned over from the balcony.

While Gu Jingshuang was asleep, he quickly went to bed and pressed on her.

Buried her cheek in the other's neck, Su Nanzhi was almost asleep by the warm breath.

System: "Host, what are you?"

Su Nanzhi said in a daze, "The ghost presses the bed, let the sick and beautiful man feel the weight of the ghost."

The system exclaimed: "Oh, you are such a clever little ghost!"

Su Nanzhi didn't hear this compliment, he felt that Gu Jingshuang was very comfortable and fell asleep immediately.

Just after falling asleep, Gu Jingshuang opened his eyes.

He stared at Su Nanzhi with dark eyes, and saw the expired lollipop in his hand, which seemed to be brought for him.

Gu Jingshuang stirred the lollipop with her fingers, pursed her lips slightly, then rubbed Su Nanzhi into the quilt, and got up by herself.

As soon as Su Nanzhi touched the warm place, she nestled in it instantly, wrapped into a silkworm roll, Gu Jingshuang lifted the quilt, and saw a head of soft and fluffy hair and a clean face.

Like a fluffy puppy.

·

midnight.

Liu Xiaofeng was in a hurry to urinate and wanted to go to the toilet.

As a rookie, he paid a lot of tuition to Captain Wang Xingzhi.Wang Xingzhi had promised them before that as long as he was obedient, there was at least an 80.00% chance of getting out.

Yesterday, after Gu Jingshuang and Su Nanzhi left, Wang Xingzhi told the team alone, try not to go out alone.If you are going out, try to find someone to accompany you.

He respectfully obeyed Team Wang's order and called Zhao Bin, who was also a rookie.

Zhao Bin was more courageous, laughed at him as a coward, and said: "I have heard the conversations of the seniors. The ghosts of this kind of dungeon will not kill people indiscriminately. Generally, the conditions for ghosts to kill people must be triggered first."

"But..." Liu Xiaofeng was timid and uneasy, always feeling that there were two eyes at the end of the darkness, watching him.

Zhao Bin said: "No but, under the reminder of Senior Su, we didn't touch anything!"

The lamp in Liu Xiaofeng's hand made a "sizzling" electric sound, and he swallowed twice: "Could there be... other ghosts?"

"...No. There are usually only ghosts related to the dungeon in the dungeon, and they must be restrained by the dungeon. Unless..."

"Unless what?"

"It's the toilet."

The two finally reached the toilet. Liu Xiaofeng asked Zhao Bin to wait for him at the door, and he entered the toilet. Out of fear, Liu Xiaofeng continued to ask in the toilet, "You haven't finished talking just now, unless what?"

Zhao Bin said: "I've watched game documentaries before, and they said that some dungeons have a mysterious power..."

"It's sputtering..." Zhao Bin listened to Liu Xiaofeng's pattering water, and his gaze fell outside the window. The crows were squawking, and Zhao Bin felt a little apprehensive.

Liu Xiaofeng fell silent, and urged twice.

Zhao Bin went on to say: "Some dungeons have the ability to express words."

Liu Xiaofeng finished releasing the water, and was pulling up his trousers: "What do you mean the spirit of speech must appear?"

Zhao Bin said in his heart, he is really a noob, and he didn't know much about it before coming here.

"That is to say, if someone tells a ghost story or describes the appearance of a ghost in the dungeon, then this ghost will appear. Assuming that this dungeon is enforced with words and spirits, today Gu Shen talked about the painted skin ghost, then the painted skin ghost will definitely appear. And there is no need to abide by the dungeon killing rules, understand?"

No sound.

"Lin Xiaofeng?!"

Still no sound.

"Quack quack..." The crow rushed in from outside the window, and hit its heavy head on the window, causing Zhao Bin to fall in fright. He leaned against the wall, feeling a sudden chill in his heart.

"Lin Xiaofeng!"

His feet were weak, and he was about to rush in, but he heard Lin Xiaofeng say: "Brother, I'm fine."

·

It's really all right.

Lin Xiaofeng's trousers were pulled apart, and he tried to lift the zipper up, but he didn't, as if something was stuck.

He took a lamp to shine on his trousers and found a strand of hair stuck.

The hair was quite long, Lin Xiaofeng held up the desk lamp, and followed the hair to look into the toilet.

I saw the strands of hair inside were wriggling.

Just as he was about to yell, a strand of hair suddenly covered his mouth.

"Ugh...!"

Lin Xiaofeng's eyes widened, and he reached for the lamp, but accidentally knocked it off, and the lamp rolled to the wall.

There... another him was drawn.

"Hee hee~"

·

"What's going on? Lin Xiaofeng, are you alright?" Zhao Bin rubbed the goosebumps on his body. The night was windy and the temperature suddenly dropped.

After calling several times, Lin Xiaofeng didn't reply. Zhao Bin couldn't stand it any longer, and felt weird around him even if he was as bold as he was.

"If you don't come out again, I'm going back! Damn, why is this place so scary?"

Just as he lifted his foot to leave, Lin Xiaofeng appeared at the door silently.

"Ah Cao!" Zhao Bin was taken aback, "Why are you walking so silently?"

He looked at the light in his hand, ouch, he was even more frightened.

Lin Xiaofeng was drenched all over, his hair was greasy and stuck to his scalp, his head was drooping, his face was pale, his chin was still dripping, and the clothes on his body were also wet, as if water had been splashed on him.

Zhao Bin finally found his voice: "Fuck, did you fall off the toilet when you stepped on the horse? Are you so wet? Now that you're done peeing, go back, this place is scary..."

Lin Xiaofeng nodded and walked back with Zhao Bin. Except for the lower temperature, nothing happened along the way.

Lin Xiaofeng said: "You... tell me... about the Painted Skin Ghost..."

His voice was hoarse and low, stealing the sound of electric current.

Zhao Bin thought, he's really a newcomer, wouldn't he panic when he listened to it in the middle of the night?

"Painted Skin Ghost is not so easy to come out. Usually he dies in a fixed place, and he must be invited before he can be brought out."

Lin Xiaofeng asked: "How can I bring it out?"

His voice became much more normal.

Zhao Bin actually read a little bit in the game records. As for the Painted Skin Ghost, after dying in a certain place, someone must go to that place late at night, and then the Painted Skin Ghost changes its skin. Someone has to take the initiative to invite him in.

Having returned to the room after chatting, Zhao Bin unscrewed the door and said with a smile, "Okay, let's go in. If you invite like this, you can bring Painted Skin Ghost out."

Zhao Bin was full of smiles, and before he had time to enter the room, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

He turned to look at Lin Xiaofeng, and saw him standing there with bulging skin, one eye was missing, he opened his mouth, and his tongue fell out——

"Hee hee~ Then I, you're welcome..."