Horror Game: Crazy Boss Slashing At The Beginning

After hearing this, Zhou Yufeng sneered disdainfully.

He thought the man was simply ridiculous.

A group of dead people ran to his house and said he was dead.

This is really ridiculous no matter how you think about it.

After Fu Yan finished speaking, he ignored Zhou Yufeng and explained to everyone: "Actually, we are not 'ghosts' at all. The real 'ghosts' are the people in the Zhou Mansion."

"So we didn't die at all!" Sun Tian said in shock.

No wonder he always felt something was wrong.

Fu Yan nodded, "And this group of people in the Zhou Mansion, they can see us from the beginning to the end, they have been acting on us all the time."

After Fu Yan finished speaking, he turned to look at Zhou Yufeng, "Of course, including you."

Zhou Yufeng expressed disbelief, "It's just nonsense."

Adhering to the fine quality of being irresponsible after pricking his heart, Fu Yan continued to say to the players: "Although they have always pretended not to see us, after the farce in the morning, they still revealed their secrets."

After Fu Yan finished speaking, everyone unanimously thought of the picture of Fu Yan smashing things in the ear of the chef in the morning and yelling 'too salty, too salty...'.

It was hard not to be impressed by that scene.

Zhou Yufeng also thought about the lunch dishes, which were indeed a little lighter than before.

He didn't tell the chef to use less salt, could the cook at home really see them?

The players couldn't stand anymore. They kicked off the corpse's head, slumped on the ground, looked up at Fu Yan on the coffin, "Then why are they acting on us?"

Fu Yan threw the bamboo slips on the ground and said calmly, "Because they want to lure you into starting the ceremony."

"There are a group of monsters hiding in the deep pit in the west courtyard, and there are two magic circles at the bottom of the pit."

"The first soul-gathering array, this array has been activated, it gathers the monsters at the bottom of the pit. The second reincarnation array, through a special ritual sacrifice, can make the monsters reborn."

"When I left, the second formation hadn't been activated yet."

Fu Yan looked at the pale-faced people, and continued: "But I think the second formation has been activated now."

It was about their own lives, and the players reacted quickly, "So what is written on this bamboo slip is not the method of resurrection from the dead, but the ritual of activating the formation?"

"We sacrificed our lives through rituals and resurrected these monsters?"

When the player finished speaking, everyone felt their eyes turned black. If the environment didn't allow it, they really wanted to pass out.

After hearing this, some players directly opened their own control panels, "Oh my god! I only have five health points left!"

"Hey! Mine too!"

"Ah? You are all five? Why am I three!"

After hearing this, the players all felt comforted.

It doesn't matter who has the most, as long as they don't come last.

The reason why they can survive all the way to the intermediate level is entirely because their mentality is good enough.

Players are still showing off their health to each other.

Fu Yan gave Angel Sun a wink and asked him to bring over the 'corpse' tied up in the corner.

At this moment, there was only this living 'corpse' left in the room.

After Sun Tian learned that this was not his body, but a body prepared for a monster, he really felt that this thing was quite annoying.

It's almost not a ten-thousandth of his handsomeness.

Sun Tian pushed the corpse to Fu Yan's side.

Fu Yan went straight to the public and tore open the monster's chest cavity.

I saw a rotten apple-like heart full of holes and no trace of beating hidden in the chest cavity.

Fu Yan wiped the blood on the monster's clothes, and said calmly: "Everyone here, including the player's mission given by the dungeon, is to mislead the player and make the player think that he is dead."

"Thereby performing rituals, sacrificing life, and resurrecting monsters."

"These monsters will be resurrected in the corpses prepared in advance in the dungeon, and then take away the player's heart. After seven days, they will leave the game disguised as the resurrected player."

"So the way to clear this dungeon is to 'mix'?" Sun Tian suddenly realized that as long as he played badly enough, monsters couldn't hurt him.

Fu Yan snorted, "Unless everyone does not perform the ceremony, once someone revives the monster, it will kill the players who are still alive after seven days. Otherwise, how did the death rate in the instance come from?"

After Fu Yan came up from the bottom of the pit at night, he came directly to the mourning hall.

At that time, except for his 'corpse' who hadn't woken up yet, the 'corpses' of the other twelve players had already sat up from their coffins.

Fu Yan exploded a wave of horror value, and then found that Sun Tian's 'corpse' was missing.

Don't think about it, it must be looking for its living heart petri dish.

Fu Yan walked leisurely to the door of Sun Tian's room, and happened to see Sun Tian's 'corpse' wandering around the door.

That's why the scene where Sun Tian opened the door happened just now.

After Fu Yan finished speaking, he looked at Zhou Yufeng, "The people around you are all monsters in the abyss, and they exist to make you believe that you are still alive."

"Why are ghosts often haunting the Zhou Mansion? Because this was originally a deserted house. It was your appearance that compressed the two spaces together. That's why we can touch objects, but not people here."

"Because we are originally people from different dimensions."

Zhou Yufeng clenched his fists. Although his reason was shaken, he still didn't want to believe it in his heart.

A Ling, Chef and Uncle Wang are all real, they can be seen and touched by him, so how could they be fake.

"Impossible, you are lying to me, you are a ghost, you want to confuse me."

Fu Yan shrugged indifferently, "Your body is hidden in the ice coffin in the deep pit. If you don't believe me, I can show you."

The existence of this dungeon relies on the power of Zhou Yufeng's spiritual body.

Only when Zhou Yufeng clearly realizes that this world is fictitious will this dungeon disappear completely.

Otherwise, Fu Yan would have punched him long ago and would have talked nonsense with him.

Fu Yan: "Do you still remember how long you have lived here? Except for the people in the Zhou Mansion, have other people not behaved abnormally towards your existence?"

Following Fu Yan's words, Zhou Yufeng began to recall the details here.

But the more he thought about it, the more blurred his memory became, the fragments of his past life, just like someone else forced it into his mind.

As for the others...

Zhou Yufeng thought of the teacher who never asked him questions in class, and the classmates who met on the road and would pretend not to see...

Didn't they ostracize him because his eyes could see hell?

But because I really can't see him...

Zhou Yufeng's thoughts were confused, and his cognition was gradually subverted.

In the next second, the objects in the mourning hall gradually shattered into light spots, which floated into the air following Zhou Yufeng's complicated thoughts.

The seats, benches, red bricks and green tiles in the Zhou Mansion gradually began to fade.

In the blink of an eye, the entire Zhou Mansion became dilapidated and defeated.