I loaded the ghost talk game

After walking along the deserted road for a while, Kamiyagawa felt something was wrong.

It's been about seven or eight minutes.

He hasn't met a single monster yet!

Thinking back to when I was in the Hualing School, there were little monsters with experience like Xiqi boy everywhere.

"Is it because the map is different and the situation is different? There are no mobs here?"

Kamiyagawa thought this in his heart, but at the same time, his hand holding the hatchet tightened unconsciously.

There was always something wrong with him.

It seems that since just now, there seems to be something that has been following me not far or near.

Kamiyagawa stopped and looked around.

All around, there are ghostly shadows of twisted trees, blocking most of the light.

"what is that?"

After looking around, Kamiyagawa did see something worthy of attention.

In the surrounding dark tree shadows, there was a mass of white objects standing about fifty steps away from him.

"What is that, a white plastic bag?"

What exists in reality generally exists in the world of ghost stories. Therefore, it is not surprising to see white plastic bags here.

But soon, the conjecture that the thing might be a white plastic bag was rejected by Kamiyagawa.

The white ball seems to be moving.

It is writhing.

Constantly twisting.

"Did it suddenly get a lot closer to me?"

When Kamiyagawa came to his senses, the white ball inexplicably became a little bigger in his field of vision.

It still kept twisting at a strange frequency.

The distance now is only about forty steps.

"Scarecrow?"

It seems not.

The white object does not look as "heavy" as a scarecrow, but more like a batch of white silk, or white smoke, light and floating.

After a few more seconds, there were only thirty steps left.

The white object is constantly twisting, without stopping.

Weird, twisting and turning.

Twisting, twisting.

No matter what it is, a large white plastic bag, silk, white smoke, whatever, it shouldn't be twisting like this at this moment.

Because there is no wind in the mountains.

Kamiyagawa took a posture to face the enemy with a self-proclaimed dragonfly structure, and he knew that he must have encountered some strange talk now.

twenty steps.

The appearance of the white object became a little clearer.

It seems to have the outline of a human being, but it looks like a human being but not a human being.

twist.

More violent twisting!

At the same time, approach quickly!

Kamiyagawa maintained the posture of swinging his sword, and locked his eyes on this strange enemy.

However, in the end, he still didn't see clearly what the white human figure looked like.

Because when there were about ten steps left, Kamiyagawa's vision began to blur inexplicably, and everything he could see were small white swirls of light.

Soon, the line of sight began to lose focus driven by the distortion of these white light spots, and everything around seemed to be twisting.

Ongoing--

Twisting, twisting.

"What's wrong, I haven't started the fight yet, I seem to be almost gone?"

Kamiyagawa's consciousness also began to trance, but his reason still remained.

He knew that he might fall.

That strange white figure seemed to have incomprehensible abilities.

But as an old immortal, Kamiyagawa didn't feel too much trouble in his heart in the face of the established death situation.

However, he never wanted to die in vain.

The rabbit is in a hurry and kicks the eagle.

His vision was distorted and his mind was in a trance, but Kamiyagawa's heart felt ruthless.

Relying on the last bit of rational judgment, he started to walk towards the writhing white figure in his vision.

"Even if you die, I have to draw a knife to open your eyes!"

The flying step crosses the distance, and the blade divides time.

Self-display flow, three-foot strike!

The blood-stained tip of the knife fell sharply, which was fast enough to accurately cut the time!

But when he struck with three feet, the palm holding the handle of the knife did not get the feedback of the hit.

This knife cut empty.

This is the first time that Kamiyagawa hits three feet in the air.

"The speed of this thing is faster than my 'trace' of time?" This is the last thought that can be formed in my mind.

After the three-foot hit, Kamiyagawa's physical strength was already exhausted. And because of the strange influence of the white object, the brain seemed to be slowly rusted, unable to continue to function.

Can't think anymore.

Everything in sight was twisting, and the blurry white figure was already close to him.

Twisting, twisting.

Kamiyagawa was shrouded in white, his body began to twist violently, began to turn white, began to become light, pulled upwards, so light that it looked like a batch of white silk or white smoke.

In the end, it turned out to be both human and inhuman.

Twist.

twist away.

Kamiyagawa disconnected...

...

In the cherry blossom forest, Kamiyagawa sat up as if awakened from a nightmare.

He was panting heavily, and his heart was beating violently.

After playing "Kaitan Monogatari" for so long, except for the first few times, Kamiyagawa has rarely felt this level of fear when "dead".

"That thing is too weird." Shen Guchuan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and looked down at the newly formed paper figurine on the ground.

The death of the dead paper man was miserable.

The body was elongated a lot, and at the same time twisted out of shape.

"In the end, did I become like that thing?" Shen Guchuan was a little scared.

Fortunately, it was just in the game.

If I encounter that thing in reality, I really don't know what to do.

hum.

Mobile phone vibration.

[Encountered strange interviews and strange talks, twisting and turning. ]

[The catalog of different visits has been updated. ]

[Ghost Talk Name: Twisting]

[Rating: Grade D]

[Status: In the strange world]

[Progress of different visits: 16%]

(When the progress reaches 100%, the ghost talk can freely travel between the real world and the ghost talk world according to its own wishes.)

"Sure enough, it's twisting and turning."

Twisting and twisting, a country tale with a slightly funny name.

Fame is not small.

In the Japanese countryside, scarecrows are usually placed in the farmland to drive away birds. These scarecrows are made of straw and put on clothes that farmers don't want. The texture is light, and when the wind blows, the scarecrows will dance with the wind.

However, many people claim that when they look at the endless farmland in the countryside, they will see a mysterious white object writhing in the field day and night in the distance. This object is not as "heavy" as a scarecrow, but like A batch of white silk or a wisp of white smoke flutters in the wind.

Whenever someone moves towards this twisting object and wants to find out, no matter how far you walk, this object is always twisting and turning far away from you!

"D-rank? Trouble, the same level as Hanako." Kamiyagawa rubbed his temples.

This thing appeared along the abandoned road, making the new map very risky to explore towards the rear.