Gamers Are Fierce

Rustling.

The five fingernails slowly lifted up on the back of Wang Congshan’s head, slightly raised,

Then he stretched out five gray and black fingers from below.

Li Ang's pupils shrank and his brain swiftly turned, flashing back all the previous experiences in his mind, starting with the two entering the village, and now walking towards the courtyard of the Hiratsuka family mansion.

What is this palm and why does it appear behind Wang Congshan's head?

After stepping into the Hiratsuka family mansion, Li Ang will release the zero-level ability of the mental prediction system [fuzzy intuition] every once in a while. There is a certain probability that you can probably feel that the next action is good or bad.

But so far, he has not felt threatened at all.

It’s that [fuzzy intuition] just failed,

Or this palm was parasitic attached before the two entered the Hiratsuka mansion,

Or maybe the palm is only aimed at Wang Congshan, not Li Ang, so that the psionic test is not effective...

After a breath, the five fingers continued to climb out of the back of Wang Congshan's head, revealing the gray and black palms, wrists, and even half of his arms.

It was like someone was going to crawl out of her head.

Wang Congshan only felt that the back of the hair was suddenly pulled away, and there was a tingling pain in the back of his head. The back of his head was inexplicably weighted, and his head dropped back involuntarily.

She realized what was happening instantly, her scalp was numb, and a cold current rushed through her body. She instinctively raised the gun and aimed it at the back of her head.

"Wait!"

Li Ang raised his hand and pressed the palm of Wang Congshan's gun. At this time, he also felt the weight drag down the back of his head.

But his eyes were fixed on a lantern hanging in the front courtyard.

That lantern was the only light source facing the corridor, and it was now shining brightly, shining optical fibers into the corridor.

With the help of the first-level ability of the Mind Prophecy System [Expanded Sight], Li Ang can see the same gray-black arm growing in the back of his head while facing forward.

The feeling of long hands behind the head is extremely strange, not much pain, but there is a kind of dizziness that the reason in the brain is quickly disappearing.

Li Ang has no wind and automatically, his psychic energy flows quietly, and he releases a hint of paralysis toward the gray-black arm behind his head.

Ghosts, especially those ghosts that are not anomalous, but have individual independence, are affected by psychic energy.

[Indication of paralysis] Although it is only a first-level ability, it can also make the wraiths of this level appear slightly sluggish, or even completely stagnant.

The psychic manifestation took effect, and the gray and black arms behind Li Ang's head were really weakened.

However, correspondingly, Li Ang's right arm hanging in the air also lost his perception and control inexplicably, and fell down, as if it had been cut.

really.

Li Ang took a deep breath and didn't care about the back of his head. He took Wang Congshan's shoulder with his movable left hand and pulled her back.

The two exited the corridor and returned to the entrance of the atrium, and the gray and black arms behind their heads also disappeared.

"what's happening..."

Wang Congshan only felt the back of his head, and the sense of loss of sanity finally stopped.

"It's light."

Li Ang quickly explained: "The arms that stick out from the back of our heads are not evil spirits, but our own shadows.

The lantern in the front atrium has a problem, and the light it emits can activate our shadows.

If we attack our shadow, we will reflect the damage on ourselves,

Like this. "

He raised his right shoulder, his shoulder moved freely, but his right arm under the shoulder was still limp.

"I didn't react until I found that the outline of the shadow arm, from the nail cover to the palm, is exactly the same as our own hands."

Li Ang slowly exhaled a suffocating breath and explained: "My right **** is slightly bent to the left. It was caused by holding a pen and writing too hard.

And you have always had the habit of trimming your nails into oval but trapezoidal shapes. "

"Ok?"

Wang Congshan glanced at her palm subconsciously. She really likes to trim her nails neatly and parallel to her fingers, but in the scene just now, Li Ang can recognize it, which is quite outrageous.

"Sanity has almost dropped...about ten percent."

Li Ang estimated the loss, and shook his right arm that was beginning to gradually regain consciousness, and said, "If you stay in the candlelight longer, the loss will probably get higher and higher.

And after our shadow is completely separated, very bad things may happen. "

"Then what shall we do now?"

Wang Congshan frowned, "On the map, there are only two roads leading to the atrium. If you don't walk from here, you have to go back to the front hall and go around the left corridor again."

"I can't go back."

Li Ang pursed his lips, "The lantern in the atrium, like the twine in the rope corridor, is an anomaly.

Such anomalous objects may also exist in other parts of the Hiratsuka Mansion. Return to the front hall and walk the left corridor again. On the contrary, there will be a probability of encountering new dangers..."

He thought about it carefully, and in Wang Congshan's horrified gaze, he used the secondary creation technique to create a long brown cloak with a huge headgear.

The cloak is made of heavy materials and covered with glass shards, which looks dazzling

Its headgear is round with two protruding peep holes,

The overall shape is similar to the lion skin in lion dance props.

"Let's pass through the corridor with this thing in a while, relying on the mirror fragments on the lion skin to reflect the light and offset the shadows."

Li Ang fiddled with the lion skin ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and got into it. He proficiently propped up the lion head and danced on the spot. "If I didn't calculate it wrong, this should be able to avoid the light judgment.

Do you have any questions? "

Wang Congshan looked at Li Ang with a serious face holding the lion head, her eyes twitched.

The lion skin of this lion dance is brown like yellow soil, and its surface is covered with ichthyosis-like glass shards, like a lion with non-mainstream hair color, which is too ugly.

"...Why can't you just make a huge mirror and go straight through the corridor."

"The huge single-sided mirror can't cover the sides and behind, it will also produce shadows.

And to make a mirror box directly, let us hide in it, it is too energy-consuming-the use of creation to make a soft cloak, the consumption is much lower than the whole piece of glass. "

Li Ang said quickly: "Moreover, you can move flexibly with lion dance props, even if you retreat, it is more convenient.

Okay, stop talking nonsense, come and form a head with me. "