Do Not Laugh! This is a Horror Movie

The four weird-looking NPC bearers finally stopped in front of the three of them. They bent down and put down the sedan chair. When they landed on the ground, the bell rang a few more times, which made people tremble.

They didn't speak, but looking at the meaning, it was obvious that they were letting the three into the sedan chair.

Why, is there a shuttle bus in this game? Responsible for picking up players to the mission location?

The three winked at each other. In view of the rules, it was useless to resist. They simply lined up and got in one by one.

In the corner of the sedan chair, two oil lamps were lit, no matter how bumpy the sedan chair was, it was very stable, illuminating the small space red and faintly, a bit permeating.

Fu Lanyu and Qiao Yunzheng sat side by side, and Cheng Yuan sat on the other side. Because the top of the sedan was too short, Qiao Yunzheng even had to bend over slightly.

The bearers swayed and lifted the sedan chair. Fu Lanyu peeped out from the gap of the sedan curtain and found that the mist had dissipated. They were currently in an expanse of dense woods.

The moonlight is bright, and the dappled light shines through the scattered branches and leaves on the ground.

She can vaguely see the distant scene.

... The so-called ghosts in the booklet are shuttled through this desolate land.

They are strangely shaped and hideous, sneaking in the vast night.

Some of them sensed the presence of the sedan chair, but had no intention of attacking, they just passed by slowly.

The wind rose suddenly, sending a heavy **** air.

The conditions are immature and the time has not yet arrived, these ghosts will not pose a threat to the player's life for the time being.

Now is the stage to complete the task.

With the light in the sedan chair, Fu Lanyu quickly flipped through the list of Hundred Ghosts while trying to match the ghosts wandering in the woods with the portraits of the list.

Qiao Yunzheng sat beside him, holding the car curtain with one hand.

He reminded in a low voice, "I just saw the one-horned ghost king and the fast-moving ghost, and I went over there."

Fu Lanyu nodded: "There is also that, the one wearing scholar clothes is an imperial examination ghost; the one with a neck like a giraffe is Luotou's."

"The kid with a bat face in blue and green clothes is a malaria ghost."

In addition, bull head horse noodles, cats, ghosts, foxes, Pipa ghosts, snakes, bones, and two ghosts...Because of their distinctive looks, they are easier to recognize.

At this time, there was a piercing scream in the distance, like the sound of wind roaring in thunder and lightning, it should be some kind of ghost roaring.

There was a huge devil with spikes all over his body, and his sharp forelegs looked like a praying mantis, shining coldly in the night.

It is a kind of ghost that is very aggressive.

Hearing Cheng Yuan whispered: "Look at that, is it a nine-headed bird? All nine heads look like hairtails, I'm a little hungry."

Fu Lanyu sighed: "I'm hungry too, so bear with me a little bit. This time it seems that there is no place for us to eat. Thank God if we don't get eaten by ghosts."

She regretted it a little bit. She had known that she shouldn't play online games with Jing He before crossing, and should call Jing He home for a hot pot.

But forget it, this is not the point, the point is that she must find the three ghosts in the mission as soon as possible, and make a quick decision.

Cu ghosts, blazing ghosts, blue-faced ghosts.

Strangely, the target never appeared.

Without warning, the sedan chair suddenly rose slowly, as if climbing a bridge.

Fu Lanyu lowered his head and found that the bearers were walking much faster than he thought. The woods retreated behind him, and there was a quiet river in front of them, and they were now on the arch bridge across the river.

The river was sparkling, and weird black waves surged under the moonlight.

At that moment, she saw a huge fish head disappearing in a flash, and the opened mouth of the fish was sharp with teeth, and soon submerged again.

"It's a ghost." She told Qiao Yunzheng, "It's hard to catch in the water."

Qiao Yunzheng looked at the direction she was pointing, with a solemn expression: "You have to try it anyway."

Cheng Yuan touched Fu Lanyu with her elbow and motioned her to look to the other side.

Fu Lanyu turned his head and saw the window on the right side of the sedan chair. There was a dark ghost with ulcerated head and crouched figure passing by. Every tuft of its hard hair was burning with blue and purple flames, and the hot breath rushed towards his face. Come.

The wind helped the fire, and the sedan chair caught fire in an instant. At the same time, the four sedan chairmen released their hands and disappeared in place.

The sedan chair slammed to the ground, and the three people inside almost fell over.

Qiao Yunzheng quickly jumped out of the sedan chair and decisively pulled Fu Lanyu into his arms. Fu Lanyu took Cheng Yuan's hand and dragged Cheng Yuan out.

As soon as the three of them stood still, the sedan chair burst into flames in front of them and turned into flying ashes.

They were left on this bridge.

In the throat of the flaming ghost, a sound similar to a child's cry was made, and its protruding eyes locked on them for a moment, and its limbs were crawling to accumulate power.

It may pounce at any time.

"We are in charge of our ghosts and act separately." Fu Lanyu pulled out his dagger backhand and spoke calmly, "Brother Yun, you must be careful-Miss Cheng, your blue-faced ghost is over there."

Cheng Yuan looked up and saw a graceful woman coming from a distance.

At first glance, this woman is nothing special, just sexy, but a closer look will reveal that in the moonlight, the skin on both sides of her face has not been completely closed, as if it had been abruptly forced by a serrated machete. It opened wide, revealing the appearance of blue fangs inside.

**Slowly healed and turned into a beauty in white clothes with apricot eyes and red lips. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, no one would have been in a daze.

This scene is exactly the same as the one drawn in the list of Hundred Ghosts. The blue-faced ghost is also called the Painted Ghost.

And Cheng Yuan's task was to peel off the skin that the ghost had just put on.

...The difficulty is even harder.

Clouds gathered in the sky, the river surface was dark and turbulent, and black waves suddenly set off a water wall several feet high, pressing against the bridge with a force of overwhelming waves.

Qiao Yunzheng protected Fu Lanyu with one hand and retreated. He clenched the dagger and looked at her deeply.

"Wait for me here."

After speaking, he didn't wait for her to answer, and he leaped into the river with his hands on the railing.

Cheng Yuan shouted: "Miss Fu, be careful behind you!"

Fu Lanyu turned around fiercely, and subconsciously swiped the dagger in his hand horizontally, immediately cutting open the scalp of the flaming ghost who was about to attack.

The top of the burning ghost was like an erupting volcano, and every cluster of flames turned into a real sharp blade, rushing toward her.

The dagger turned flexibly in Fu Lanyu's palm, and gradually revealed a silver halo that was different from an ordinary weapon. While stepping back on the water trails all over the floor, she continued to cut and attack the blade of fire in front of her, and there was no time to breathe. .

"Miss Fu!" Cheng Yuan did not forget to toss the oiled paper umbrella in her hand to Fu Lanyu just one second before facing the blue-faced ghost, "Next!"

Fu Lanyu's flexibility has always been top-notch. She immediately leaned back ninety degrees with her waist, and steadily caught the handle of the umbrella with her left hand, then opened the umbrella and blocked her in front of her.

At the same time, the flames ejected from the flaming ghost's mouth hit the umbrella surface unbiasedly, and then went out again.

Sure enough, the umbrella given by the system is equivalent to a shield to some extent.

Fu Lanyu was knocked back a few steps by the momentum, and almost slipped. As soon as she stood firmly on the railing, the flaming ghost opened its teeth and danced its claws again.

The tongue that came out of his mouth was actually burning with dense sparks, and it flicked up and down like a whip.

The tongue was thrown on the umbrella surface, leaving a burning black mark on the umbrella surface, shaking Fu Lanyu's wrist numb.

Fu Lanyu was running on the arch bridge, and the burning ghost chased after him. The background was the dim sky of stars and the moon, the intertwined rain and fire, and the river ravaged by dark waves.

If the lens is stretched at this time, such an abstract and bleak picture is like the composition of a doomsday movie.

Fu Lanyu rotated the umbrella handle, throwing all the flames off. She glanced sideways, and suddenly pushed the umbrella to the flaming ghost, and then took advantage of the moment when the opponent was breathing fire and resisting, she jumped on her toes. railing.

She clenched the dagger with both hands, jumped high from the railing, aimed at the head of the flaming ghost, and slashed with a fierce force from top to bottom.

This trick was accurate and ruthless, and almost used all of her power.

The burning ghost’s attention was still on the oil-paper umbrella for the time being. It had no time to react. It only listened to the sound of “crack” as if the wood was sawn off. The dagger was embedded in the back of its neck, and it was cut off without any hindrance. Head.

Head Gu Lulu rolled out a long way, its body still stood stiff, standing for a long time, the flame slowly extinguished, like a coke that lost its heat, it crashed to the ground.

Fu Lanyu knelt on one knee, clutching her chest and panting for a long time. She felt that her arm was sore and painful, and she barely recovered after a long time.

She stood up, carrying an umbrella and a dagger, eager to support Cheng Yuan.

Obviously it was not easy on Cheng Yuan's side. The sharp claws that the blue-faced ghost protruded from the sleeves were comparable to ten pure steel sharp blades. A piece of flesh was about to be cut off by rubbing against the skin a little.

Cheng Yuan is currently very passive, only to evade, unable to fight back, not to mention peeling the opponent's skin.

Fu Lanyu walked to the front quickly, and after determining the situation of the battle, raised his voice.

"Miss Cheng, get out of the way!"

Cheng Yuan leaned forward decisively, and in the next second, Fu Lanyu threw his dagger as a hidden weapon.

The dagger reflected a cold light in the air, piercing the sound of the wind, and hitting the blue-faced ghost's face.

The blade dragged a long blood mark on the face of the blue-faced ghost. It was originally a beauty's face, but it showed a somewhat broken and hideous feeling.

This gap caused the blue-faced ghost's body to leak air, and the white and perfect skin quickly shrank, and finally it was like a wrinkled tree bark, sticking to its bones.

Cheng Yuan dashed forward, raised the sword with both hands, plunged into the blue ghost's forehead, and then swiped downwards——

As a result, the whole piece was split like a peanut shell on both sides, and piled softly on the ground.

Her hands were shaking a little, and she leaned over to pick it up for a long time, but couldn't pick up the piece of skin.

She whispered: "Thank you."

"It should be."

"How is your place?"

"Dead, the head of the Burning Ghost is still on the bridge."

"What about Mr. Joe?"

Fu Lanyu didn't stay too much, turned around and walked towards the arch bridge, his back standing firm.

"I'll go find him."