Do Not Laugh! This is a Horror Movie

The two-story building with a red roof and white walls was actually unlocked. As soon as the ballad was removed, the door opened automatically to both sides.

After entering, the environment in the house is very tidy and clean, from the chandeliers to the floor are spotless, and all kinds of household appliances are available.

On the beautiful and exquisite table, there are bacon steaks, roast chicken, mushroom soup and a few small cakes. This is probably today's dinner.

Every time I go to a game with a foreign background, the food is always better.

Everyone took their seats at the table and took their knives and forks to eat.

Of course, in the process of eating, it is inevitable to look at each other.

Sitting on the opposite side was a man with mid-length hair covering half of his face. At first glance, he looked a bit like a wandering painter.

But when he raised his head, he could vaguely see the burn scars on half of his face, and his eyes were also lifeless, and they looked cold when they stared at people.

When he opened his mouth, his voice was sizzling, like scraping the bottom of a pot, which made people feel uncomfortable.

"This brother, who came in from the injury? You haven't healed yet?"

What he said was naturally Qiao Yunzheng.

Originally, Fu Lanyu was lowering his head to cut the meat steak, and after hearing the words, he moved slowly and bit his posterior molars.

Players in the Platinum Game had very poisonous eyes. Qiao Yunzheng had been injured too badly before, so he was very concerned, and he couldn't hide.

But the man deliberately spoke out in front of everyone, undoubtedly he was going to take another potent medicine to guide everyone to target Qiao Yunzheng first.

Qiao Yunzheng was silent for a moment, calmly raised his eyes, and smiled peacefully.

"Yes, I was slightly injured in the last game," he said warmly, "but injured lions are often more fierce. If you don't believe it, you can try it."

His tone was slow and slow, the ridiculousness did not reach the bottom of his eyes, and his eyes were like the water of a deep pool, but instead taught people an inexplicable chill.

The long-haired man didn't take advantage of his momentum, he didn't care, and turned his goal to Fu Lanyu.

"It seems that the two are bound to cross? Beauty bodyguards, this is not common in the game."

"It's not surprising. Anyway, kill people regardless of gender." Fu Lanyu scooped up the mushroom soup in the bowl and replied quietly, "But even if they are injured, two people will be more difficult to deal with than one after all, persuade you. Don’t take it lightly, brother."

"Looking at your hands are white and tender, I'm afraid that it takes a lot of effort to get a knife, really killing someone?"

"I can't remember the exact number. Anyway, someone like you can't be killed.

few. "

In this psychological game, each other is suppressing each other's arrogance, and whoever counsels first loses.

The silver-haired cool sister sitting diagonally, holding a chicken leg in his mouth, gave a vague smile, not knowing what she was laughing, she seemed to love to laugh.

The girl with braid curled her lips, and asked the little handsome guy next to her by the way: "I just saw it. There are two bedrooms on the first floor and two bedrooms on the second floor. They must be shared with me. Do you want to share with me? live?"

The little handsome guy wore a flowered shirt, as if he was going to Hawaii for a vacation, he didn't participate in the topic from the beginning, he just put cake in his mouth to add sugar.

He glanced at her: "I thought you girls would be more willing to live together, what are you here for, are you on a blind date?"

The girl "chicks": "Just say whether you want it or not!"

"You are free." The little handsome guy hummed, "I won't suffer."

"The cake is too sweet, I advise you to eat less."

"Can you control me?"

…

The meal was undercurrent surging, and everyone was making their own calculations.

Until the clock on the wall knocked eight times, everyone put down their knives and forks and was about to return to the room when they suddenly heard the door of the small building knocked.

In the Platinum Game, the situation often appears randomly, and no one is sure whether the door should be opened or not, and what will happen if it is opened.

So everyone stood still and was very cautious.

In the end, the braided girl couldn't hold back anymore. Despite her gentle appearance, she was actually a bit impatient, so she quickly stepped forward.

"Forget it, I'll go take a look."

She peeped through the cat's eyes for a moment, and then carefully opened the door, and dragged in a huge rectangular gift box from outside the door.

"No one was seen, only the courier was left."

When the others saw this, the handsome guy in the flower shirt raised his leg very carefully and opened the lid of the gift box with his toes.

"…Hold."

He couldn't hold back, and suddenly cursed.

The people present are all advanced players. Basically, all the horror stories from ancient and modern China and abroad are well understood, and there is no one who hasn't watched "Dead Silence".

At this time, lying in the rectangular gift box was a puppet statue about half a person tall. The puppet was a male wearing a black evening dress and a red bow tie.

This is nothing. The most terrifying thing is the face of the puppet. Its eyes are as wide as copper bells and occupy almost one-half of the whole face. Its mouth is grinned like a sharp weapon, its teeth are exposed, and it freezes. In a stiff and grim smile.

Fu Lanyu leaned down, flipped the puppet, and saw the puppet’s neck.

It has a name that resembles a pencil mark.

Billy.

Billy the puppet.

The appearance of this puppet means the beginning of a nightmare.

Everyone said nothing.

"What should I do? Where should I put this stuff?"

"Just put it in the living room, anyway, as usual, even if you throw it out, it will come back sooner or later."

"Is it okay to put it in the living room?"

"Otherwise? You think there is a problem, you take it back to the bedroom."

"..."

Of course, no one wants to bring this horrible thing back to the bedroom, so everyone unanimously decided to leave the puppet in the living room and then go back to the room to sleep.

Four bedrooms, the final distribution situation is:

Fu Lanyu and Qiao Yunzheng on the left side of the first floor, twist braids and floral shirts on the right side of the first floor;

The yin and yang long-haired man and the tattooed muscular man live in the left room on the second floor, while the silver-haired girl lives alone in the other room on the second floor.

Late at night.

The light in the bedroom was dim and dim, and the layout was simple. There was only a bed, a wardrobe and a desk. On the snow-white wall, there were several paintings and a bronze quartz clock.

Fu Lanyu sat on the edge of the bed, covered Qiao Yunzheng with a quilt, and touched his forehead.

"You have a fever."

Qiao Yunzheng closed his eyes and sighed, his voice hoarse: "This kind of thing can't be avoided."

"Go to bed first, I'll talk about something later tonight."

"how about you?"

"I don't sleep, I don't think you think so much." Fu Lanyu said slowly, "In the past, you guarded me in every world, now it's my turn to guard you."

Qiao Yunzheng smiled: "You are nervous."

"No, it won't happen."

"You can hide from others, can you hide from me?" He held her hand, with some comforting tone in his tone, "Don't be afraid, although I am in a bad state, I am not a waste person. We will pass the customs. "

"I never doubted this problem."

Fu Lanyu got up and habitually searched around the room to see if there were any useful initial clues.

There are paper and pen on the desk, a slightly broken lamp, and three books stacked together, from top to bottom are "SngfSl" ("Solomon's Song"), "I, Claudius" ("I, Gram Laudius), and a work "Snow Country" by the Japanese writer Kawabata Yasunari.

These three books seem to be unrelated, and I don't know what the purpose of putting them here is.

The quartz clock on the wall was fixed and could not be removed, and the hour and minute hands were still running as usual.

Picture frame on the opposite wall

You can pick it up. She took a closer look at each one. The paintings are nothing special. They are nothing but landscapes and figures.

But it is worth mentioning that after one of the paintings was turned over, it could be taken apart, and the back was a hidden mirror.

She looked like herself in the mirror, which was normal, and no abnormality was found.

She finally picked up a long and narrow Western-style boning knife in the corner of the empty closet.

She brushed the blade with her thumb, thoughtfully.

"I guess there are knives in every bedroom."

In order to provide players with the convenience of killing each other, this dog system is really considerate.

Qiao Yunzheng asked in a low voice, "Are the doors and windows locked?"

"Let me see."

Fu Lanyu checked the door and the windows separately, and confirmed that they were all locked, and only after he could not enter from the outside, did he drew the curtains again and returned to the bed.

In theory, if the doors and windows are locked, ordinary players cannot enter.

But whether the ghosts can come in depends on their mood.

"Remember, apart from screaming at Mary Shaw, you can't even open your mouth." Qiao Yunzheng reminded him in good time, "She can pull the tongue out."

"I know."

"When we wake up tomorrow, we will go around the town together. This time the map area is very large, maybe the whole town is in the range of looking for clues."

"good."

The quartz clock on the wall, the hands point to ten o'clock.

For some reason, the sleepiness that hit like a tide at that moment made Fu Lanyu feel hard to resist for the first time.

She was a little uneasy, trying to stay awake, but this seemed to be beyond the control of her own will. Her eyelids were still getting heavier and heavier until they were completely closed.

Qiao Yunzheng's even and steady breathing sounded beside him.

She finally fell on his shoulder and fell asleep.

…

At midnight, in Fu Lanyu's sleep, he vaguely heard a slight rustling sound.

She opened her eyes.

The light was still dim, and there were unidentified dark shadows slowly shaking on the ceiling.

Her gaze moved down, and she saw that the puppet named Billy that was supposed to be in the living room was hanging above her bed at the moment. It grinned, and its horrifying, hollow eyes like copper bells were dying. Staring at her hard.

In its hand, she was holding the boning knife she found in the closet a few hours ago.

His heart was a little fast, and Fu Lanyu suddenly realized that his body seemed to be nailed to a bed, and he couldn't move even half a minute.

However, in the blink of an eye, the foreground image appeared blurred for a few seconds.

When the line of sight is clear again, the puppet is better than

Li's face turned into...

Qiao Yunzheng's appearance.

Qiao Yunzheng looked down at her condescendingly, with a cold and indifferent expression, but he still held the bone-evising knife in his hand.

"Unexpectedly?"

He raised his hand high, making a gesture to pierce her heart.

Fu Lanyu couldn't escape, she closed her eyes vigorously, gritted her teeth, and did not say a word.

However, the expected pain did not come as expected.

...Until someone whispers to her in the ear.

"Sister Lan?"

She opened her eyes again, and then realized that she had cold sweat on her forehead, and then she felt warm all over, and suddenly she was caught in her arms by someone.

She raised her eyes to meet Qiao Yunzheng's tender and affectionate eyes, and then turned her head to look around, but the puppet Billy just disappeared.

"Brother Yun." She slowed down and asked him in a deep voice, "Did you just wake up?"

"Yes, I woke up suddenly, and then I felt you were shaking all over." Qiao Yunzheng frowned worriedly, "Did you... see something?"

"I saw you?"

"what?"

"The puppet, Billy, has become like you." She explained to him, "Just now, I took a knife to kill me-if I yelled out, maybe the one lying next to you is a corpse. NS."

It is not uncommon for ghosts to create hallucinations and use the closest people to induce players to violate the rules.

It's just that the scene just now is too real, and when people just wake up, their psychological defenses are just at the lowest value.

If she wasn't calm enough, she was shaken a little bit, I'm afraid she would have her tongue pulled out at this moment, and she would have died violently.

She had lingering fears, and Qiao Yunzheng was even more afraid. He subconsciously held her tightly and patted her back to comfort her.

"Hey, it's okay."

His steady and powerful heartbeat gradually dispelled the confusion caused by the accident.

Fu Lanyu leaned in his arms and seemed to feel a moment, turning his head to look at the quartz clock on the wall.

It is currently 2:25 in the morning.