Do Not Laugh! This is a Horror Movie

Fu Lanyu stared at the floor-to-ceiling mirror, his expression slowly becoming solemn.

The figure of the old npc woman was reflected in the mirror, and her red cheongsam and embroidered shoes looked a little fuzzy.

But this is not the most important.

The most important thing is that the eyes moved upward, and under the old woman's tidy bun, that vicissitudes of life and heavy makeup face has become...

A cat face.

A cat face with dense markings, green eyes and a beard.

The old woman grinned, so the cat's face in the mirror also showed a grimace, with sharp teeth and faint blood stains on it.

She hugged the black cat and finally left everyone's sight.

Fu Lanyu secretly pulled Qiao Yunzheng's sleeves from under the table. Qiao Yunzheng immediately understood and pulled Jing He up by the way. The three of them pretended to be panicked and quickly fled the scene.

But the tricky thing is that the fat nerd identified Fu Lanyu as his live-action heroine Kono Sakura, for fear that Fu Lanyu was out of his sight and hurriedly followed.

"Sakura, wait for me!"

"..." Fu Lanyu looked back, looking at him as if looking at a mentally retarded person, "I am not Xiaoying, my surname is Fu."

"Then Miss Fu, to ensure your safety, should we choose the same room tonight? Anyway, there are only four rooms, so how about two people living together?"

Jing He was shocked when he heard the words: "It's the most insecure to live with you, right? You start to think of others innocent and beautiful at the first glance, and you are too explicit about you!"

The fat otaku turned into anger, showing that he is still a bad-tempered otaku: "It's your shit!"

"Okay." Fu Lanyu made a gesture towards Jinghe, and said quietly, "It doesn't matter who you live with, just live here."

She unplugged the key of the unit door next to her and pushed the door into the house.

The fat nerd glared at Jing He provocatively, then followed in joyously.

Jing He stayed outside, very worried: "What if Sister Lan is taken advantage of? I have to chop off that grandson with a knife!"

"Sister Lan knows it." Qiao Yunzheng smiled, "Don't worry, she will come to us at night."

When Fu Lanyu did this, he was sure of doing so.

...

Late at night.

The room where the players live is obviously much simpler than the room of the old lady. There are no windows, only a rigid bed and a sofa, and the sheets are still mottled with unknown stains. Match with the white chandelier above your head, and stop. The corpse is as infiltrating.

The fat nerd didn't seem to be in a hurry to find clues, he just stared at Fu Lanyu with a smile, with an idiot's virtue.

"How old is Sakura this year? Which city do you live in and what are your usual hobbies?"

This person is getting **** ridiculous.

Fu Lanyu responded coldly: "My surname is Fu, I hope you will be a little more clear-headed, sir, and call your name right first."

The fat otaku didn't care about her attitude, he still laughed.

"Okay, Ms. Fu, the sofa is short and narrow. No one can sleep. But there is only one bed in the room. I think we will just squeeze it hard tonight, right?"

Fu Lanyu glanced at him: "Do you think this bed can sleep well?"

"Don't worry, I am a gentleman. Of course, I can't let the girl I like be wronged. I will leave most of the bed to you."

It was probably because his expression and tone were so greasy that Fu Lanyu was reluctant to say even one more sentence.

She lifted her eyes and looked behind him, her expression on her face suddenly condensed, becoming extremely shocked.

"That... what is that?!"

The fat otaku was taken aback and turned around almost subconsciously.

At the same moment, Fu Lanyu decisively picked up a wooden stick standing behind the sofa, rounded it and hit the back of the opponent's neck.

Hearing the muffled sound of the blunt instrument and the flesh, the fat otaku fell to the ground and rolled his eyes and passed out immediately.

She kicked him, put the stick back against the wall, and then began searching the room for possible hints.

In fact, it stands to reason that there are not many places to hide things in this room.

She finally dragged out an old-fashioned black briefcase from under the bed. A lock was tied to the handle of the briefcase, which needed a key to open.

Where else can the key be hidden?

She fumbled along the floor of the room, moved the sofa away, and even removed the pillowcases on the bed.

After gaining nothing, she suddenly blessed her soul and looked up.

...In the dirty chandelier, a dark shadow was vaguely visible, and those who didn't know thought it was the corpse of a cockroach.

But look closely, that is the shape of a key.

as predicted.

She stepped on top of the bed, unscrewed the lampshade, and a copper key just fell on her foot.

This time, the briefcase opened smoothly.

There are two identical books in the bag, the pages of the books are yellowed and shabby, with eight words written on the cover:

Ten ways to hell, turn the book with Yang Qi.

Ten **** things.

Fu Lanyu was slightly impressed. It seemed to be a horror movie with a long history, but it was a pity that she didn't watch it because of the rough picture quality.

In order to avoid something uncontrollable, she didn't open the book for the time being, she just carried one book into her arms, and put the other book back in her briefcase, and locked it again.

She took the key to the room and the key to the briefcase together. When going out, she threw the key of the briefcase into the trash can not far away.

She went straight to the door of Qiao Yunzheng and Jing He's room and knocked gently on the door.

Soon, Qiao Yunzheng's voice came from inside.

"Who?"

"I."

The next second, the door opened.

Fu Lanyu strode the meteor into the house and saw Qiao Yunzheng stepping aside, revealing Jinghe standing by the bed.

At that time, Jing He just unbuttoned his shirt, wanting Qiao Yunzheng to see the scar left on his arm due to the stitching of the incision.

In recent years, he has been practicing fitness for games, and his chest muscles and abdominal muscles are well-defined, and he has practiced very beautifully.

The shirt buttons were left open, and before they had time to fasten them, the boy's beautiful figure was visible.

Fu Lanyu took a glance and couldn't help but "tsk", boasting casually: "Yes."

"...What are you talking about, Sister Lan!" Jing He turned his back quickly, "Don't see evil, don't see evil!"

"You a big man, you don't have to be so coquettish."

"I haven't been in a relationship yet! Can you be responsible for me when you see it?"

Qiao Yunzheng smiled and said: "If you haven't forgotten the phone number of the girl who played the game, maybe it's your turn for sweet love now."

"No play." Jing He sighed, "She is too bluff, not my type."

Fu Lanyu nodded: "That's true, you're already bluffing enough, you can't find someone who bluffs more than you."

"..."

After the small talk, Qiao Yunzheng asked Fu Lanyu in a low voice: "Where is that fat man?"

"I was knocked out and lying in the house."

"I guess you didn't kill him."

"I don't have to do it myself, and he won't live long." Fu Lanyu said, "Did you two find any clues?"

"The book of ten **** things?"

"right."

The two took out the book separately, and then Jing He, who fastened the button, also took out the third book.

There are two copies in each room, which means that the rule of system distribution is that each player must have one copy.

The three met together to study.

"Brother Yun and I haven't dared to read this book yet. I'm afraid that something dirty will come out. Did you read the book, Sister Lan?"

"Neither did I." Fu Lanyu shook his head, "I think everyone will look through it together, and if something goes wrong, I can take care of each other."

"You said, what can go wrong?"

"It says'Yang Qi Fanshu', and it may be able to absorb Yang Qi."

"..." Jing He silently wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead, "It seems that I and Brother Yun are more likely to be unlucky?"

"maybe."

In view of the fact that this is a systematic task, whether it is a blessing or a curse has to be turned over.

The three of them sat side by side by the bed, each holding their own book, and at the same time they began to turn over at Fu Lanyu's command.

Unexpectedly, they just did a book flipping action. In fact, the book was flipping pages quickly by themselves.

It's like a lottery draw on a big screen.

Then the books in the hands of the three randomly stopped at different pages.

And besides the current page, they can no longer turn to other pages.

Jing He looked at the contents of his own book pages, and then at the contents of the other two people's pages. He was very surprised.

"What are these paintings?"

On the top of his book page, it reads "The Fourth Hell": Catch Ghosts and Hide.

On the top of Qiao Yunzheng's book page, it says "Damn the Third Method": Knock the bowl.

On Fu Lanyu's book page, the top of the book reads "Heaven Seventh Method": Combing your hair in the middle of the night.

"I know." Fu Lanyu said in a deep voice, "This is a random task for each player. Which method of recruiting ghosts is drawn, you have to follow it."

Successfully recruiting ghosts and surviving smoothly are counted as customs clearance.

"I don't remember the ten methods of hell, do you two remember?"

Qiao Yunzheng said: "If you remember correctly, it should be a cup fairy, indoor umbrellas, knocking bowls, ghost hunting, smearing corpses, looking upside down, combing your hair in the middle of the night, exchanging eyes with the dead, and the pregnant woman jumped off the building and died. One is to put on a shroud and make up the corpse and enter the underworld."

Jing He heard it tremblingly: "I can understand everything else, how do you exchange the eyes, corns, and membranes of this dead man? And the pregnant woman jumped off the building and died...Where can I find the pregnant woman? Is it made on site? There is no time! "

Fu Lanyu slapped his head easily: "You are quite imaginative?"

"Uh, don't I just make an assumption."

"The feasibility of these ten methods is high or low. Maybe it's the system's discretionary allocation, or it may be pure luck." Qiao Yunzheng pondered, "For example, drawing an impossible method is equivalent to directly sentenced the player to death."

"In other words, isn't our luck too bad?"

"Probably, but it's not particularly good." Qiao Yunzheng smiled nonchalantly, "If he is replaced by Mr. Gu, I guess he will go directly to the sixth method of'look upside down', and no props are needed. , Stand upside down against the wall and it will be solved."

Jing He immediately folded his hands together: "Please Mr. Gu, Koi, bless our trip to be smooth sailing!"

"Don't think about it, Mr. Gu is too far away, and 80% of it can't bless you."

"..."

Fu Lanyu carefully studied the pictures and text on the pages of the book and told them: "The recruitment of ghosts has to be done at night. We have one day tomorrow to find the props we need."

Not surprisingly, the entire alley belongs to their search range.

Jing He said distressed: "You two tasks, one needs a comb and the other needs a bowl. It's quite common, but I... Ghostbusters need to take a black cat to the woods. Where is the black cat? The woods are again. where?"

"The woods have not been found for the time being, but the black cat is easy to find."

"What do you mean..." Jing He suddenly realized, and then his hair stood upright, "The one in the arms of the old woman? Am I going to steal her cat?"

Fu Lanyu said: "You have to be careful when you steal, that old woman is not a human being."

"Normal, most of the NPCs in this game are not human."

She added slowly: "At the dinner table tonight, I saw her face in the mirror. It was a cat face."

"Hey..." Jing He disliked his mouth, and began to rub the goose bumps on his arms. "Dare to believe that there is something about the old lady with cat face?"

"Yes, so you are going to steal cats from the old lady Mao Lian tomorrow to play black cat hunting ghosts."

"...Sister, will tongue twisters seem more playful at this time?"

"It's to enhance your psychological endurance."

Fu Lanyu put away the book. She found that the book could be closed, but when she opened it again, she would automatically turn to the page that belonged to her.

She yawned lazily and lay down on the bed.

Qiao Yunzheng immediately took Jing He by the collar and carried him to the sofa.

"Your sister is going to bed, the single bed can only accommodate herself."

"It's okay for me to make up for the night on the sofa, but Brother Yun can't sleep, right? You don't want to sleep with sister Lan under my nose, do you?"

Qiao Yunzheng glanced at him like a fool: "I don't sleep."

When you first arrive in an unfamiliar environment, you should always leave someone to guard at night and be alert to movement.

"Oh, really worthy of my brother Yun, endurance is still top-notch." Jing He collapsed on the sofa, his stomach suddenly screamed for a long while, and he sighed with regret, "...Fortunately, I had dinner before coming today, or else I must be hungry for good or bad."

Those human meat buns and fragrant grey water on the table made them vomiting.

The thought that there might be no food to eat in the next few days, or that it would not be good to have food, Fu Lanyu was in a bad mood.

She closed her eyes and expressionlessly: "Time is urgent, we must fight quickly."

In addition to life and death, there was food that inspired her confidence in victory.

Early the next morning, a body was found in the corridor.

It was the girl in Cinderella who accidentally drank the fragrant gray water last night.

She fell by the wall, the wall was covered with **** palm prints, and the ground was also covered with blood stains because of the struggle, showing the extreme pain before her death;

She had a disheveled hair, and her clothes were tattered, as if she had been attacked by a beast. The exposed skin was **** and covered with scratches. Almost all of her bones were scratched out, and no skin was intact;

She still opened her eyes round, frozen in a terrified expression, the flesh on both sides of her cheeks seemed to be ripped off by sharp teeth, leaving only the extremely hideous blood hole, which was shocking.

Fu Lanyu only glanced at it and then turned her head, she turned sideways slightly, whispering to Qiao Yunzheng.

"The sign at the entrance of the corridor is indeed a rule."

Qiao Yunzheng nodded slightly and said nothing more.

When entering this residential building yesterday, all players saw the sign standing at the entrance of the corridor with four characters: Welcome.

It seems to be only a reminder, nothing special.

But Fu Lanyu, with keen eyesight, also saw the other four extremely small characters hidden in the "kou" of the character "Ke" at the same moment.

Don't drink ghost food.

If you dare to eat the human meat buns, you will eat them too. At most, you will vomit a few times.

But if the fragrant gray water is drunk, it is a violation of the rules and will die.

In the game, you can never guess what thunder you are going to step on next.

...

This morning's breakfast will still be eaten in the old woman's room.

Although everyone doesn't really want to come, since there is still a task to do, I have to bite the bullet and continue to sit here.

The fat otaku was the last one to come in. He had been rubbing his neck and his face was confused and dazed.

Only when he saw Fu Lanyu, his eyes lit up.

"Sakura! What happened last night, why did I wake up and lie on the ground? Why didn't you wait for me?"

"My name is Fu." Fu Lanyu didn't change his face, and responded calmly, "You hit the evil last night. I don't know what you saw. You suddenly yelled and choked your own neck. In the end, you fell unconscious. You are too heavy, I can't hold you, and I'm afraid that you will go crazy in the middle of the night and beat me.

"Then you let me look behind, what did you see?"

"There is a cat's face on the wall. I'm afraid it will bite you. I want to remind you, who knows that you will be evil when you turn around."

...Like it's true.

The fat otaku was indeed fooled, he was surprised: "Damn, this place is too evil!"

Fu Lanyu nodded solemnly: "Who says it's not."

One thing to say is that compared to last night, the food this morning was normal. There was porridge, bread and milk. Although the players had just witnessed the tragic death of the girl in gray, they had no appetite.

Compared with eating, they probably care more about their ghost recruiting tasks.

It is urgent to find props.

And by observing their detailed behaviors, one can roughly infer what their specific task is.

For example, the girl in the same room with the gray-clothed lesbian, the girl with a pearl hairpin, we call it the pearl girl for the time being, after she drank the milk, she secretly stuffed the empty cup into her arms.

Obviously, what she got was the hell's first method: cup immortal.

"This beauty." Jing He chewed on the tasteless green onion pancake and asked vaguely, "What did you see last night? How did your roommate die? Is it convenient to share it with us?"

The Pearl Girl glanced at him, probably leaving a shadow, and replied reluctantly.

"Suddenly someone knocked on the door in the middle of the night. We both woke up and didn't dare to open the door, but the door opened by ourselves."

"Oh? What then?"

"We were scared and wanted to go to the door to listen to the movement. As soon as we got closer, the locked door opened by itself, and her paws dragged her out, and the door closed by itself."

"paw?"

"Yes." The Pearl Girl added emphatically, "Like a cat's paw."

The tragedy that followed, even if there is not much description, everyone present can imagine it.

Jing He also understood a little bit, the eighth achievement of the lady who killed the gray clothes was the old npc woman here, that is, the old lady with cat face in Fu Lanyu's mouth.

In addition to having a cat face, does she even turn her body into a cat at night?

He shivered in the scene of a tabby cat wearing a red cheongsam lying on the door and chewing people.

Too oozing!

Who would dare to raise a cat from now on? One night the cat raised by Wan's family suddenly became an old lady, holding a human flesh bun and asking if you can eat it, what should I do?

(Note: The above is pure nonsense by Jing He, and is not aimed at any cats.)

Jing He whispered to Qiao Yunzheng quietly: "Brother Yun, go back and take care of your coffee. The Maine Coon cat is so big that it's hard to deal with when it turns up."

"..." Qiao Yunzheng raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Has your recent illness become more and more serious?"

"?"

After breakfast, the players left the table, and Qiao Yunzheng also left first, and walked along the bowl of pickles and chopsticks that he had only moved in front of him.

His task, hell, third method: knock the bowl.

According to the illustration in the book, the specific method is to prepare three dishes and one soup, and then prepare an empty bowl and a pair of chopsticks. From two to four in the morning, go to the side of the street with no people, and start to knock continuously, knocking and knocking. Brought the ghost to have supper.

There are three dishes and one soup. At present, the three dishes are all available, and there is still one soup. Just take a bowl of soup at noon and take it away.

As for why it is three dishes?

Because that bowl of pickles is a combination of salted cucumbers, salted radishes and salted cabbage gangs, which is exactly the same.

In contrast, Jing He's task is a bit more difficult. When he left, he kept his eyes fixed on the black cat lying next to the idol, but because the old woman was in the kitchen, she might come out at any time, and the cat stealing plan declared bankruptcy.

"Brother Yun." He secretly discussed with Qiao Yunzheng, "In a strict sense, this NPC is also a cat? Is it useful for me to steal her?"

"Really?" Qiao Yunzheng asked with a smile, "Do you want to have a romantic hide-and-seek with the cat-faced old lady in the red cheongsam under the moon in the middle of the night?"

"..."

"Go, I will personally take care of your funeral when I get home, and I will do my best to Chairman Jing for you in the future."

Jing He quickly took his arm.

"No, no, brother, let me just mention it casually, let's study stealing cats."

On the other hand, the fat nerd always followed Fu Lanyu like a dog skin plaster. He couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

Fu Lanyu's patience, which was not very wealthy, finally ran out.

She stopped and glanced back coldly.

The author has something to say: ※※The background of this volume refers to a Hong Kong horror film "Ten Laws to Hell", which was performed by Chen Bolin. Of course, the story was made up by me. If anything comes to me, it has nothing to do with the original.※※