MTL - I Rely on Kisses to Clear Survival Games-Chapter 39 Horror variety (4)

The blood of "I love you" on the glass constantly emerges. The color changes from light to thick. If the blood is dripping, it stretches densely toward the wall at the edge of the window, and even spreads over the entire wall. It has a strong **** taste. It’s a bit vomiting.

"Snapped."

A few drops of blood fell from the ceiling and landed on several people in the house. The photographer who fell to the ground had been fainted. Ji Yunxiao took the cross pendant from the collar, and the white light flashed. A little faded, but in the blink of an eye, it will re-emerge, and the color will be stronger than before.

When he saw the blood, Cheng Zhichu was physically weak, but he quickly reflected it. He took out a card he had purchased before and immediately started using it.

This card is called "Purification Fire", which can burn yin and grievances for half a minute. It is a more powerful attack card.

After the "purification fire" came into effect, a pure warm white flame leaped from his palm and began to burn the blood in the house.

The effect of the card is remarkable. Without a moment of effort, the blood word will fade away. There are also a few screams in the middle. Several small figures are distorted and dissipated in the white flame.

Cheng Zhichu hurriedly tried to push the window, but the window was still motionless and very firm. Obviously, the ghosts that trapped them were not destroyed. The only people who were burned were the very weak ghosts.

How many ghosts there are in this villa, why are there so many ghosts... And what is the relationship between this ghost and him?

Thinking of the crazy and paranoid blood, Cheng Zhichu scalp numb, can not help but curse the **** ring in his heart.

Obviously, due to the existence of this curse, he was forced to have some connection with the ghost. Now the ghost is staring at him, and he does not think that he will be so lucky this time, and he meets a person like Xie Yuanhuai. Ghost.

But who is this ghost? Is Zhou Luochen, or something that kills Zhou Luochen?

"this is……?"

Bai Xixing witnessed all this. Compared with the photographer who passed out, his reaction was much calmer. His eyes fell on Cheng Zhichu and asked: "Cheng Xuedi, would you drive the ghost?"

"I understand it." Cheng Zhichu was inconvenient to answer the game. He had to deal with the past. "But I am not sure how to deal with the ghost here. He is very powerful."

Bai Xixing slightly decapitated, looked at the head of the door and rolled down, said solemnly: "Now we are trapped here, it seems that we must find a way to kill him before going out..."

Halfway through his words, the phone suddenly vibrated and it seemed to be a message.

"Can you contact the outside world?" Cheng Zhichu stunned and suddenly became happy.

Before they couldn't use the mobile phone in the copy, and his mobile phone was also taken away, so I didn't think that the white mobile phone could still be used.

Although no one can save them, if you can communicate with the outside world, there will always be more hope.

"...not a normal text message."

Bai Xixing took out his mobile phone to open the information, and the dawn suddenly sank: "It’s the news from the ghost, I want to show the mobile phone to Cheng Xuedi." He paused and looked a little gloomy. "He also took up my cousin's mobile phone. number."

Said that he handed the phone to Cheng Zhichu, analysis.

"As far as it seems, this ghost can change the communication signal, not just the mobile phone. Xiao Liu also said that the director can't receive the signal here, but the content inside the person hears everything is normal, it is probably a ghost forgery. from."

"So we can't contact the outside world, and we can't ask for help. Even if the phone can be dialed, we don't know what it will be when we talk to us."

Cheng Zhichu took the mobile phone, and his mood was a bit heavy. Even if he did not expect to ask for help from the outside world, he would still be somewhat lost.

However, he quickly converges on this sentiment and begins to check the text messages received by the phone.

The contact person who sent the message was as if he was swearing, and the name displayed was "Bai Yi Tang Brother."

The message reads: Remember the things here? Actually you have been here - twelve years ago.

This is the year of Zhou Luochen’s death?

Cheng Zhichu recalled it, but he didn't have any memories of his arrival here, and he happened to talk to his family about c city last night. His mother also made it clear that they had not been there.

This should be the setting of the copy again, just like the previous copy, it is not a real thing, and it does not have anything to do with him.

Thinking about this, Cheng Zhichu typed the reply message: I don't remember that I have been here.

is it?

There was a question in the message sent from the screen of the mobile phone. After a while, there was a new text.

Come play a game.

If you win, I will let all of you leave. If you lose, I will let them go, but you must stay and stay with me forever.

I won't hurt them while the game is going on, but if you don't agree, I will kill everyone present, you know I have this ability.

Seeing these pieces of information, Cheng Zhichu frowned, not knowing if there was any conspiracy.

What game do you want to play, and what are the rules? He asked by typing.

Very simple game, hide and seek.

The rules are not complicated. After the game starts, you can freely move and hide, let me find you. I will appear as a "person" and will not use the means that humans cannot use. As long as you persist for two hours without being found by me, even if you win.

Cheng Zhichu did not believe what he said: I can't see you again, how can I know if you will foul? What's more, the rules are all made by you, and you want to change them.

My strength will also be limited in the game, because the venue of the game is not here, but another place.

It is normal for you to have concerns. I really can't prove that what I said now is true.

So this is not a proposal, but a threat to you. If you don't agree, I will kill them now, leaving you only one, and then playing the game is the same.

"what--"

At the same time as the information appeared, the photographer who fell to the ground suddenly screamed in a coma, and there was a shallow blood mark on his neck, which seemed to have been hurt by something.

Look. The message says, I know that you have some means, but it is not enough to destroy me. How long do you want to protect them, but how long can they last? The final result will not change.

Only by agreeing to me, you have the opportunity to escape from here.

Cheng Zhichu’s brow is close. In fact, when he said this, he had already promised to promise the ghost. After all, this is his own personal copy. It has nothing to do with Ji Yunxiao and Bai Xixing. Someone has died before, and he is not sure to protect them. To more people.

And without mentioning this, he still has the task of kissing the boss. Now it seems that the ghost who talks to him should be the boss. He must see the boss to kiss, otherwise he will be trapped here and can't go out.

What is the purpose of playing games with me? He finally asked, if you just want to leave me, you can do it directly.

why?

Cheng Zhichu seems to have heard a very vague laugh.

Yeah, why?

...maybe because I love you.

......

If you promise my proposal, go to the second floor, turn right, enter the bedroom, there is something to show you.

Cheng Zhichu took a deep breath and held his mobile phone. He said to him: "Sorry, senior, I will borrow more for your mobile phone and I will talk to him later."

"It doesn't matter, but do you really want to promise him?"

Throughout the whole process, Bai Xixing, who was watching their conversation, shook his head and strongly disagreed: "This is too dangerous. You can't listen to him. He is the rule maker. Once you fall into the trap, you will be manipulated by him."

"No."

Ji Yunxiao directly grabs Cheng Zhichu's wrist, and his eyes are dyed with anxious colors: "We can be together, not just let you take risks alone."

"Probably only I can go by myself."

Cheng Zhichu smiled and approached the past, whispering in the ears of Ji Yunxiao.

"I have encountered a copy of the reality. I only have one person. I was tired of you. I am not afraid that you will stay here and protect them. Who knows if the ghosts here will do anything to you and cannot fully believe his words? ""

"but……"

"Believe me, I have no problem." Cheng Zhichu patted his chest and smiled. "I played a very good game, especially hide and seek. I have never lost since I was young."

"..." After a brief silence, Ji Yunxiao finally let go of his hand and nodded, showing a firm color. "I believe in you. I will protect them and you must come back smoothly."

"it is good."

Cheng Zhichu smiled and said goodbye to the two people. He turned to the stairs and told himself in his heart that even if he lost, it wouldn't matter. Anyway, as long as he saw the boss, he would give him a bite...

My master, the silver coin suddenly whispered to him, if you are not sure, you can use me as much as I can, and I will bring you good -

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Cheng Zhichu ruthlessly refused the temptation of the silver coin and stepped directly onto the stairs leading to the second floor.

The stairs are completely enclosed, both sides are walls, seemingly long and narrow, and there are many paintings hanging on the walls. Most of them are painted children. When he walks, the eyes of these children are turning, and the line of sight follows. His pace, the expression on his face is constantly changing.

"Hey..."

The slight child's crying sounded, and several milky shadows appeared from different places. They were all children. Some hid behind the pot to reveal a small head, while others emerged from the ceiling.

They didn't approach Cheng Zhichu, and they were not fierce. Most of them showed a sad expression. They sobbed softly and watched Cheng Zhichu walk silently.

How are these ghosts all children?

Cheng Zhichu was not afraid, but he was surprised. He wondered if this was related to Zhou Luochen’s love of children during his lifetime and whether he had some connection with his death.

Speaking of it, he just neglected a little. He forgot to ask what kind of person the ghost would appear in front of him. Is it also a child?

He walked up the second floor and turned to the right according to what was said in the mobile phone. At this time, a ghost of the child came out and he was not quite the same as other children. He was very curious about Cheng Zhichu. With a small hand, I seem to want to catch his clothes.

Don't touch him.

A line of blood appeared on the ground, scaring the little ghost into a stiff, and immediately retracted into the dark corner.

The blood word slowly disappeared and became another content, which was said to Cheng Zhichu: the third room on the right.

He and other ghosts also communicate through words instead of talking.

Seeing the blood on the ground, Cheng Zhichu had some doubts. He thought that the ghost had used mobile phones and blood characters before to scare them, but now it seems that there is no hidden feeling.

"Hey, hey..."

Cheng Zhichu pushed open the door of the third room and immediately smelled a **** smell. At this moment, the sky was gradually dimming. He turned on the light and saw a headless body falling into a pool of blood at a glance. There was also a missing arm on the body.

This should be one of the props.

He suddenly remembered the hand that had just waved into the room, and the rolling head, and suddenly felt a cold.

This is the ghost who removed the arm and head of the body, used the body to talk, and used the broken hand to lure them out. At that time, although he had already noticed that it was wrong, he did not respond. It was really a ghost, and there was no time to come. Stop Xiao Liu who was attracted to the past.

Xiao Liu just disappeared behind the wall, and later spewed a lot of blood. I don't know if it is dead or alive now. There is another props and photographer, and I am afraid they will stay here.

Cheng Zhichu sent a text message to ask the ghost: In addition to the three people who were just with me, where are the rest? Are they killed by you?

No, they were locked in another room.

Only the person who was killed by me, the person who disappeared in front of you, I just hurt him, took him elsewhere, and did not kill him. Killing these people is meaningless to me.

Killing doesn't make sense to you, why do you still kill someone?

Seeing the contents of the phone, Cheng Zhichu frowned. He thought that there was no reason for the ghost to kill, but he wanted to kill and kill, but now it seems that this is not the case for this ghost.

Because he wants to peek at the painting on the wall.

Cheng Zhichu heard the words and looked up. This bedroom is very wide. In addition to a large bed, there are several bookcases filled with trophies and photos, as well as some personal items.

Unlike other places where paintings are full of paintings, there is only one painting, covered by white cloth, and the contents inside are not visible.

The headless body fell to the front of the painting, and it seemed to be what the ghost said, because he wanted to see the painting before he was killed before the painting.

Cheng Zhichu opened a clue flashing prompt in the house, but got the result of the failure of skill use.

This time he will use the main survival points for the purchase of cards. No extra points will prompt the skill to rise to the third level. Therefore, the prompt can only be used for the hard copy. The difficulty of this copy is unknown, perhaps It is difficult to use, so you cannot use this skill.

Seeing this situation, Cheng Zhichu did not give up looking for clues. He went to the bookcase and looked at it in detail.

The mobile phone did not send new news. It seems that it was his action by default. Cheng Zhichu opened the bookcase and looked at the trophy and photos one by one. These are the awards won by Zhou Luochen, and the photos are mostly photos of him and the children.

There are also a few photos of him and Bai Yi.

Cheng Zhichu saw the beautiful young boy in the photo and was immediately attracted attention.

It is quite interesting that the whites in these photos are almost all indifferent expressions, even if they are in front of the teacher, there is no smile on their faces.

Only in a photo, before Jue White was sitting on the easel, Zhou Luochen was guiding him to paint. The boy’s lips had a faint smile, watching his easel, his eyes were extraordinarily soft.

What is Bai Yi painting?

Cheng Zhichu was curious, but unfortunately, the photo was specially adjusted to highlight the character. The painting on the easel was very vague. Only the individual was seen, and the lower part was a large red block.

He thought about it, put the photo back in place, and when the copy is over, he will ask if Bai Xixing can take this photo, because he wants to bring the photo to Bai Yi, perhaps this will make Bai Yi happy.

After reading the photos and the trophy, he had no special findings, just thought it should be Zhou Luochen's bedroom.

If it is really the bedroom of Zhou Luochen, then the painting on the wall is white and easy to draw?

His gaze fell on the paintings that were covered by white cloth. Because Bai Xixing mentioned it before, Zhou Luochen was very satisfied with the painting that Bai Yi painted, and even deliberately put it into his bedroom, but there was no other painting.

You can peel off the piece of cloth and look at the picture.

They can't see it, but you can.

Then you can start the game.

Cheng Zhichu heard the words go, and reached out and carefully pulled the white cloth down.

This is a portrait, and it is a boy who is in his eyes.

The boy in the painting is cute, the skin is white and tender, the hair is also light color, the big eyes are like beautiful glass stones, the smile is like the blooming sun flower, standing in the bright red rose ocean, the color is dreamy, as if dreaming Come from the middle.

This is the picture that the young Bai Yi is working on in the photo.

And the boy in the painting...

Cheng Zhichu’s look suddenly became stiff.

Yes, it is you.

The child in the picture is you.

How, do you still like this picture?

The blood on the wall loomed around the portrait, the boy in the painting suddenly blinked, and then Cheng Zhi began to smell the fragrance of a rose.

A sultry, warm, and fascinating aroma.

The boy pulled his hands out of the painting and gently pulled Cheng Zhichu's hand and pulled him into the painting.

The scenes in the portrait began to change, and a breeze blew, rolling up the bright red petals, floating in the air, and gradually having a voice.

The boy came out of the flower sea and threw himself into his father's arms. The mother took another little girl. They all smiled and looked like a very happy family of four.

The game is about to begin.

The screen of the mobile phone that fell on the ground was bright, and after displaying this line of text, it gradually faded down and disappeared.

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Bai Yi's Diary · Part 39

Today's Bai Yi did not even open the diary and purchased three sketchbooks.

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