Escape game: NPC is crazy about me

"Sister Xianluo, Sister Huang Ying, you two went too far. You came with Zhao Qianqian to scare me." Zhang Zhi held onto Wan Bochong's body with his hands and complained, crying.

Wan Bochong said coldly to the two people standing on him, one on the left and one on the right, with a stinky face, "You two, please let go of your hands quickly."

Zhang Zhi and Li Wei couldn't help feeling cold behind their backs, and quickly let go of their hands.

"Brother Wan, why are your clothes wrinkled? Let me help you smooth them out with my hands." Zhang Zhi said with a flattering smile on his face.

"Not to mention, these clothes look really good on brother Wan. As expected, he looks good in any clothes if he is handsome!" Li Wei flattered.

Zhao Qianqian put her head on her neck and secretly pouted at Zhang Zhi and Li Wei, "Two flatterers!"

Suddenly there was the sound of rain falling outside the window.

Huang Ying was stunned for a moment and asked doubtfully, "Did I hear it wrong? Is it raining outside? Why did I hear the sound of rain?"

"You heard it right, there is indeed the sound of rain outside." Yang Xianluo said with a solemn expression.

Zhang Zhi said in surprise, "I didn't expect it would rain in this place."

Wan Bochong glanced at him and said, "If it rains here, what kind of rain do you think it will be?"

Hearing this, Zhang Zhi had a look of horror on his face and asked in a very low voice, "Brother Wan, what kind of rain do you think it will be?"

Yang Xianluo walked to the window, opened the curtains, looked at the rain sliding down the glass and said, "It's blood."

With a sound of "Bang!", a pair of bloody hands slammed on the window. A face without facial features appeared in front of Yang Xianluo, and a huge mouth stood on the face, as if the face without facial features had been replaced.

It felt like his face was torn open.

"Zhao Qianqian." Yang Xianluo looked at the monster in front of the window and said, "Come over and see if you recognize this ugly ghost?"

The word "ugly" seemed to irritate this monster with only a big mouth on its face. It roared angrily and slapped the glass with its hands, causing a crack to spread on the glass!

Zhao Qianqian floated in front of the monster, showed her fangs and let out a roar.

The monster jumped back in fright and disappeared in front of the window in an instant.

"Boss," Zhao Qianqian said excitedly, "I seem to have become very powerful now. This ugly thing was scared away by me."

Then he looked at Yang Xianluo with an expression asking for praise.

"Well, you are great!" Yang Xianluo praised him perfunctorily and then asked, "Do you know this ugly thing?"

"Boss, how do I know this ugly thing? I've never seen it before."

Seeing that the messy palm prints on the window had been soaked with blood, Yang Xianluo said with obscure eyes, "Tonight is destined to be uneventful."

"Woooooo~~"

"Woooooo~~"

Huang Ying looked panicked and said to Yang Xianluo, "Sister Xianluo, someone seems to be crying upstairs."

"Let's go up and have a look."

"Do you really want to go up?" Huang Ying asked, holding her arm tightly.

Feeling that her body was shaking all the time, Yang Xianluo smiled and said, "Sister Huang Ying, what are you afraid of?"

"Of course I'm afraid of ghosts."

"Don't be afraid, Zhao Qianqian's current strength is comparable to that of the Ghost King. Ordinary little ghosts can't defeat her, but the fierce ghosts who can defeat her will be useless even if we hide. They can still find us and give us away.

Killed."

"Yes, Sister Xianluo is right. With Zhao Qianqian here, we are afraid of nothing." Zhang Zhi rolled up his sleeves and said, "I want to see what is crying in the middle of the night."

With a creak, the door was slowly opened from the inside. Zhang Zhi carefully stretched out his head, glanced at both sides of the corridor, and breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned to Wan Bochong and Yang Xianluo who were standing behind him and said, "Sister Xianluo, Brother Wan, the corridor is safe. I have already checked it, and there is nothing scary."

Yang Xianluo said speechlessly, "Zhang Zhi, if you are really scared, stay here. I will ask Zhao Qianqian to stay and protect you."

"No, Sister Xianluo, I'm not afraid."

Wan Bochong glanced at him and said coldly, "You will be more convincing if you wipe the cold sweat on your forehead first."

Several people came to the elevator entrance and felt relieved when they saw that the elevator was still running.

"Fortunately, the elevator didn't break down this time." Huang Ying said happily, "The stairs last time were really scary. We don't even know what monsters are waiting for us below!"

"Ding!"

The elevator door opened and Yang Xianluo said in a deep voice, "Be careful when entering the elevator."

"Sister Yang, which floor should we go to?" Li Wei asked.

"We visited the fifth floor yesterday. The seventh floor is where Wan Bochong lived before. Let's go to the sixth floor first!"

"OK."

As soon as Li Wei pressed the button for the sixth floor, the lights in the elevator immediately went out.

"What's going on?" Huang Ying hugged Yang Xianluo's arm tightly with her hands, her face full of panic.

"Zhao Qianqian." Zhang Zhi said with a slightly trembling voice, "Hurry up and fix the lamp!"

"Please, are you mistaken? I am a ghost, not a repairman."

"But wasn't it you who broke this lamp?" Zhao Zhi said fearfully.

"Even if it was broken by a ghost, I can't repair it, but I have my own fire. Do you want me to light her on fire?" Zhao Qianqian asked.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Zhang Zhi said quickly.

Zhao Qianqian flashed a smirk in her eyes and said, "That's what you said."

Suddenly, Zhang Zhi raised his head and saw the green will-o'-the-wisp shining on a pale face, long black hair covering both sides of his face, and a long scarlet tongue that almost dragged on the ground.

"Ah!!!" Zhang Zhi shouted in horror, "Ghost!"

"Zhao Qianqian, please stop making trouble. You don't want your tongue anymore, right?" Yang Xianluo frowned, "If you don't want it anymore, I'll cut it off for you."

"I want it, I want it, don't cut my tongue." Zhao Qianqian was so frightened that she quickly put her tongue away.

He looked at Zhang Zhi with contempt and said, "You are so cowardly. I almost scared you to the point of peeing."

"You did it on purpose!" Zhang Zhi said angrily, "I asked you to light a fire, not a will-o'-the-wisp, which almost scared my soul out."

"I am a ghost, so the fire on my body is naturally a ghost fire." Zhao Qianqian put her hands on her hips and stuck out her tongue at Zhang Zhi and said, "Just make do with it. Although it looks a bit spooky, it is better than complete darkness.

"

"Strange." Huang Ying said curiously, "Why haven't you reached the sixth floor for so long?"

"Didn't you notice?" Yang Xianluo whispered.

"What did you find?" Huang Ying's heart skipped a beat and she asked fearfully.

"This elevator always goes down." Wan Bochong replied coldly.

Everyone turned their attention to the elevator digital display. Sure enough, the elevator kept going down.