I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

The entire hotel is now plunged into a hazy mist. All the sounds in the mountains seem to be gone, and there is only a silence around it, like a quiet space independent of the world.

Xiao Lan felt the situation was wrong: "Gu Shengan?"

The voice echoed around, but there was no response.

Xiao Lan frowned: "Luo?"

Suddenly, the white mist was stained with a bit of darkness, and a piece of black quickly spread from a distance. At the foot of Xiao Lan, the wrapped black shadow slowly spread out, exposing the black cat inside.

The black cat spoke with a low, elegant voice: "Sir."

Xiao Lan: "Where did you just go?"

The black cat flicked its tail: "We are scattered. It seems to be an independent space here. I only heard your call to determine your location."

Xiao Lan took the cat and started to advance in the white mist. Here is still the structure of the hotel, the visibility is very low in the fog, and only the range of about two meters in front can be seen.

There was no sound in the white mist, only his footsteps echoed in the open, seemingly never ending.

"Luo, did you find that we passed this pool for the third time?" Xiao Lan frowned at the hot spring pool not far away.

Luo: "Yes, the crack on the third stone by the pool is exactly the same as the previous two."

Did they encounter a ghost hitting the wall? It seems reasonable to encounter ghosts hitting walls in a space created by ghosts... but it is reasonable to say that he broke the magic weapon. Gu Mo has no longer confused his breath with those five people. Why should he be trapped? ?

Suspiciously, a figure stood in front of a tall, old tree that looked like a long time ago. The man was soaked in hot spring water, with long black hair, and his head dropped to an incredible level, as if there was no bone support With.

It is Gu Mo.

Xiao Lan was vigilant under his heart. He has now used his skills. In this case, the boss is not easy to handle.

Gu Mo didn't approach them, but her lowered hand slowly lifted up. There was a splinter crack between her arm and her wrist, her fingertips pointed in the direction of the hot spring pool, and then the posture was fixed.

After a while, Gu Mo's figure slowly disappeared into the fog.

Does this mean people check the hot spring pool?

Xiao Lan remembered what Yang Degao said. He put Gu Mo and put it in a cement mixer. The backyard was under renovation. In terms of location comparison, this hot spring pool happens to be in the backyard.

Well, Gu Mo's body is probably inside.

Xiao Lan: "Luo, check where the body is."

"Okay, sir." Luo stood up and ran towards the hot spring. The dark shadow spread with his movements, patrolling the hot spring pool.

"Here." Luo jumped on a decorative stone, his claws pointed to the rightmost part of the pool. It was a hard concrete floor that looked strong and seamless.

Xiao Lan pulled out a decorative stone from the pool, measured it in his hand, and then hit the ground directly, slightly hard, but it was okay.

The solid ground and hard stones collided continuously, making a huge boom.

After a moment, the cement had been smashed, revealing countless sections of decayed bone that had been severely cut off. There is also a solitary hand bone embedded in cement, and a dirty old mobile phone not far from his hand, the same as Xiao Lan's fishing from the pool.

This is probably the real Gu Mo mobile phone. What Tong Qing picked up at the time did not know what constituted it.

This mobile phone, which has been soaked in water, filled with cement and even placed for ten years and seems to be completely unable to turn on, is now lit up and dialed out as if it were being manipulated.

It's so strong that it's moving.

The mist in front of Xiao Lan began to dissipate, and there was another person at the same time—Yang Degao, who was scared and his whitish wrinkles deepened.

In front of him is a mottled and faded picture that looks like an old photo.

Yang Degao, who was in his fifties ten years ago, pinched the neck of a girl, whose hair was spread like black ink, that was-Gu Mo.

"No!" Yang Degao quickly stepped forward, trying to stop his behavior, but his hand was worn over his shoulder. Ten years ago, Yang Degao turned a blind eye to him, and his movements were not affected at all.

All this is just an illusion.

All the injuries have already happened, and now it is nothing more than a remnant of sin.

Gu Mo's hands pulled Yang Degao, she struggled desperately, trying to find a ray of life for herself, but the huge strength on her neck was so desperate.

Just then, just across the wall, a group of boys and girls laughed loudly, all familiar voices:

"Gu Mo's poor and sour even couldn't see a figure at dinner, would it be a date."

"I think it's a date. It's about the same."

"Wow--"

"It's shameless."

Gu Mo's eyes widened suddenly, she extended her hand in the direction of the vocals, and cried for help silently--

Help! !

help me! !

Come on here! ! ! !

"Shall we go to a hot spring next time?"

"Okay! I want to go to the most famous medicine spring."

...

It's a pity that a thin wall cut off the vitality, and the voice went away without mercy, taking away the girl's last hope.

Ten years ago, Yang Degao's face was a terrible murderous intention. With the click of a "click", the girl's life was withered. All she heard was the malicious mocking of her classmates, and finally she saw her teacher's crazy face. .

"No! No! I didn't expect to kill you! It was just an accident..." Yang Degao kneeled down on the ground in pain, and in the faded picture, the girl's pale face looked at him silently.

The phone ringing sounds an old song.

Yang Degao was stiff all over. This was his cell phone ringtone. He shook his hand and pulled his phone out of his pocket. The call above showed that it was-Gu Mo! !

You know, he has never kept Gu Mo's phone number. A person who has been dead for ten years can never have the ability to make phone calls. Yang Degao exhausted all his energy and threw the phone far away. How much energy could the shaking hand have, and the phone only fell to less than one meter away from him.

The phone turned on automatically. This time it was no longer the sound of a mechanical tablet. The female voice at the end of the phone was clean and refreshing, with a little shyness: "Is it Mr. Yang?"

Listening to Yang Degao's ears was the same as Hell's Hook, he suddenly retreated: "You let me go... let me go, I don't want to die!!"

The voice on the phone rang again: "Teacher Yang, have you let me go?"

Yang Degao has collapsed. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed, his forehead hitting the ground with a loud bang: "I burn incense for you, give you sacrifices, I will give you whatever you want!!! Let me go!" "

There was a chuckle on the phone: "Hehe, give me everything? Then-come with me!!!"

Suddenly a stream of water spewed out from the hot spring and flowed towards Yang Degao. Yang Degao's struggle seemed so weak in front of Shui Hua, just like Gu Mo at that time.

The water flowers wrapped around Yang Degao, and he went towards the hot spring pool with his exclamation.

A moment later, a human figure floated on the water, wearing Yang Degao's clothes, but his limbs were splayed at random, like a deflated balloon, changing shape with the water waves.

This faded world was once again shrouded in mist.

Xiao Lan continued to move forward, this time he did not encounter ghosts hitting the wall again.

I can't feel the passage of time in the fog, and I don't know how long it has passed.

The two supporting figures slowly approached in the white mist, Zhang Jie and Cheng Lang. Zhang Jie seemed to twist her feet and limped on the walk. Cheng Lang hugged her beside her and propelled her forward.

Looking at each side, Zhang Jie's face changed. As if the smell of rotten rags permeated her mouth again, she stared at the **** black cat resentfully and poked Xiao Lan with an eye knife.

When she found something wrong, Cheng Lang asked: "What's wrong?"

Zhang Jie relied on someone to protect, and his courage was a little bit bigger: "It was this man who just tied me up! We will appear here and he is also a ghost. He was almost successful, and he broke the law. Device."

Cheng Lang looked somber and clenched his fists: "You fucking--"

Before he finished talking, Xiao Lan raised his hand against the wooden pillar next to it and punched it. After a "bang", the pillar broke from the middle.

Xiao Lan smiled at them: "Is something wrong?"

Cheng Lang: "..."

Zhang Jie: "..."

It's okay, bother.

"Compared to telling me old, the two seem to have old friends visiting." Xiao Lan reached out and pointed to the back of the two.

The two turned around in doubt.

An old-fashioned computer appeared in the mist, and the screen was on. It was the interface of a chat software, and the content of the chat was refreshed very quickly.

Fu Wenbo: Have you heard? Gu Mo ran out with the **** last night?

Classmate a: Really, don't talk nonsense.

Fu Wenbo: Really, everyone said so, it is said that Teacher Yang saw it. I think she must be pregnant, so she ran away because she couldn't hide it.

Du Yuhui: A **** is disgusting, staying in a class with her is simply the biggest shame in my life.

Zhang Jie: Oh, Gu Mo is okay, why are they all in the news?

Classmate b: What news?

Zhang Jie: You don’t know yet [link].

Du Yuhui: lying trough!

Cheng Lang: I have long known that she has this kind of virtue, so I can’t look down on such a person. Look at this [link] again.

The articles are exaggerated, and the report that he did not hesitate to distort the truth in order to gain eyeballs was sent to the group of students by Cheng Lang and Zhang Jie.

Zhang Jie's face was painted white: "No... no... I just care about her..."

Cheng Lang also shivered: "I don't know, it's not me."

As if refuting their sophistry, the picture began to change in Baiwu.

Still a faded old photo-like picture, Zhang Jie leisurely lying on her beautifully decorated princess bed, wearing expensive silk pajamas, eating snacks in one hand, and typing in the other:

Princess j: The money is for you, and the report is written according to what I said.

Orange gossip little r: ok, you are satisfied, plus a little more money can give you a good layout?

Princess j: Yes! How many pages do you have? It's better to write a few more.

Orange gossip little r: As long as you are willing to spend money, I will give you the front page!

Princess j: Huh, do I send money? !

On the other side, Cheng Lang sat in his normally decorated room, spreading every link Zhang Jie sent him to a different group, and constantly smiling and creating conversations with Zhang Jie while smiling.

Cheng Lang and Zhang Jie looked at each other, and in their eyes, they read a lot of panic and despair.

A crisp and sweet ringing sounded.

Zhang Jie was suddenly struck by lightning. She looked at her latest mobile phone with the flagship version, just like looking at a devil who ate people. Fear stiffened her body, and she didn't even have the courage to throw the phone out, so she could only watch Gu Mo's call.

Gu Mo's voice came from the phone: "Zhang Jie."

Zhang Jie's eyes widened, and her violent gasp almost made her unable to say a complete sentence: "Gu... ho... Gu... Gu Mo..."

Gu Mo's voice seemed to be chatting with friends: "Why?"

Fear caused Zhang Jie's lips to tremble, and every sound of the words flickered a little: "I, I..."

But what can she say? Say that Gu Mo received more eyes than himself on the day of school, said that the seniors he admired praised Gu Mo's composition, said he was jealous of Gu Mo's appearance, and said he was proud and disdain when Gu Mo was in poverty?

In the end, she could only justify the pale explanation: "It's not you I killed, don't you come to me, OK..."

Gu Mo laughed, and the laughter was light and carefree: "No."

"Ah--" Zhang Jie let out a desperate scream, as if finally having strength, he dropped the phone on the ground. Then she touched something from her and threw it toward the phone, carved a string of Buddha statues, a jade pendant with a light on her neck, and a bag of runes hidden in her pocket...

Unfortunately, it's useless.

The bracelet was torn in mid-air by invisible forces, the beads splashed out and rolled to the ground; the jade pendant shattered into powder when it fell; Turned into floating ashes.

All the resistance is so pale and fragile, like the weak struggle of a young girl when she faced the overwhelming rumors.

Zhang Jie's hand was too late to retract, but it twisted like being pulled by something, turning over in one direction little by little in front of her, which was about to exceed the limit that the human body can reach.

With a click, the brittle sound of broken bones sounded, and the severe pain made Zhang Jie almost fainted.

Zhang Jie turned pale and turned to Cheng Lang: "Save me..."

This man has been showing her favors from high school all the time, and has also put a lot of effort into Gu Mo's affairs. When he entered the mist this time, he was willing to lend a helping hand to her, and it must be true love for her. If you can go out alive this time, it would be better to consider socializing with him, thanking him for his sincerity over the years.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Lang took a step back.

There was a look of indignation on his face, shouting to the surrounding air: "Gu Mo, I was only fooled by her to do this to you. She kept saying in front of me that your bad, so that I misunderstood you, in fact... the person I always like is you!"

"Really, I noticed you when I first met in high school. You were so unique in the crowd, just like the empty valley, I remembered you deeply at that time."

Like persuading himself, Cheng Lang pointed at Zhang Jie: "If there is no her, there is no such vicious woman, we should have been together."

"Mo Mo, you believe me, I really don't want to harm you!"

"Mo Mo, you love me so much, you won't hurt me, right?"

This impromptu performance can be said to be hand in hand, whether it's emotions, lines or movements are quite perfect, deducing a touching picture of affectionate prodigal awakening. If it is in a bitter drama, it may touch a large audience who likes it.

It is a pity that there is no slight response in the air, only Zhang Jie's cry continually coming.

Seeing that his true confession did not achieve the desired effect, he sinks in his heart, ignoring Zhang Jie, who has fallen to the ground with pain, and struggles to run forward.

Although working as a manager does not require much exercise, Cheng Lang usually goes to the gym every week to maintain his figure. His physical fitness is still very good. When he ran very quickly, he disappeared into the white fog in a flash, and the white fog did not stop him, like a cat that deliberately let go of the mouse.

Cheng Lang's simple and clean movement made Zhang Jie never recover.

I didn't expect her to be a pond master for many years. Today, she actually overturned her car in her own fish pond, or overturned in the hands of an ordinary man who she could not even see.

Fuck, man's mouth, deceptive ghost.

Zhang Jie was cold and sweaty and stretched his other hand to support the ground and tried to stand up.

But I felt my arm was grasped by invisible force, then left foot, right foot, neck...

Despair hit my heart.

The strength increased a little bit, and the bones and muscles gradually began to be difficult to support. In the suffocation and tearing pain, her perception of the world slowly receded.

The last consciousness is reluctance and unwillingness in this world. She is still young, she is so rich, and her family is powerful and powerful...She does not want to die...

The white mist gathered again, and the world returned to a hazy state.

Gu Mo, like a child showing toys with new friends, took Xiao Lan to witness her revenge along the way.

Next came a corridor. The long corridor was spotless and immersed in a white mist with no end in sight. On the right side of the hallway is a row of clean and neat glass windows. At the moment, looking out, nothing can be seen except for a piece of white.

On the left side of the corridor are rows of classrooms, tables and chairs are neatly arranged, books and stationery are randomly placed on the desktop, and there are unerased blackboards on the blackboard, just like there were people here in the previous moment. Suddenly, the world evaporated.

This corridor seems to have no end, and the scene on both sides has been repeated, making Xiao Lan unable to distinguish the passage of time.

A weird darkness appeared in a corner in front of the open classroom, standing quietly there. It is strange because there is nothing around it that can cause shadows. The darkness in the white mist is also not blocked, as conspicuous as ink dots falling on white paper.

Luo, who had been quiet with Xiao Lan, suddenly said, "Sir, that's me."

Xiao Lan looked back in surprise, weren't you by my side?

"It should be part of my original, I seem to be... divided into many parts." Luo's tone is not very sure.

"Are you going to get it back?" Xiao Lan asked.

"Please stay here, I will go alone, I am not sure if I will attack you in that part."

The black cat walked out of Xiao Lan's side and walked toward the shadow. Black Shadow also seemed to be aware of it, and when he moved suddenly, he seemed to have made a posture ready to attack.

Luo tried to communicate with the shadow, but unfortunately this group of shadows was irrational. When Luo was close to a meter or so near him, it suddenly attacked.

The black claws protruded sharp claws toward the black cat, and the black cat did not let go, and a quick flash escaped the claws, and took the opportunity to bite fiercely in the main area of ​​the black crow.

It seems that only part of the claws have been materialized in the shadow, and the place like the body seems to be very empty. When it touches the surrounding objects, it is directly worn through, but after Luo bite it, there is a gap.

As if feeling pain, it propped up the body, rushed towards Luo at a more violent speed from top to bottom, and cut off all of them when the paws brushed over the position of the table and chairs.

There are almost half of the classroom-high black shadows and a normal-sized black cat. This battle looks extremely disparate. But the black cat kept dodge under such a violent attack, and his figure was as fast as lightning, making it difficult for the black shadow to attack him, and Luo always seized every opportunity to bite on its void body.

With this growth, the shadow became weaker and weaker, and its original height became shorter.

Finally, the black cat caught the gap, jumped straight into the air, cut off the black claw's claws at once, the black shadow twisted, and uttered a silent roar, but was still irresistibly swallowed by the black cat.

To be honest, the picture is a little bit appetizing.

After a full meal, the black cat returned lightly, and Luo seemed to be in a very good mood: "You are worried, sir."

Xiao Lan said calmly: "It's fine if you are fine."

At the same time, he threw away the bricks that had just been broken off the wall, and ignored the system's destruction scene props.

However, picking a brick can increase the poverty value by 10 thousand. If this corridor is completely demolished...

Xiao Lan thought for a while, he thought he might be demolished by Miss Gu Mo first.

"You have eaten such a big dish... is it okay?" Xiao Lan asked.

"It's okay, when I digest it completely, I can appear in front of you in human form."

This is a bit of anticipation. If the brain is made up according to Luo's voice, it will not be a black-skinned sturdy man? But what exactly is Luo? If it is boring in the future, you can also split yourself into three parts to fight the landlord to solve the boredom.

In the unclear fog in front, someone began to speak far away, forming an empty echo in the corridor.

Xiao Lan approached.

Two men wearing police uniforms who can't see their face clearly are asking a short woman: "Gu Mo is your classmate. Do you know what she is like? Please tell us the relevant information you know. ."

There was a disdain on the little woman's face: "All day long, I'm so good at myself because I look good."

It was Du Yuhui. She was in a weird state at this time, as if she didn't feel the slightest error in the police in front of her face and the white mist around her, and she couldn't see Xiao Lan not far away.

"When was the last time you saw her?"

Du Yuhui thought for a moment, and suddenly revealed a hidden smile: "Probably before dinner, she seems to be going out with a boy."

"What kind of boy."

Du Yuhui shrugged: "It's not clear, the boys around her are changing at any time. I tell you uncle policeman, this person is very messy, everyone knows that she must be pregnant and ran away with others, don't believe you can do more Ask some people to ask."

"Thank you for your cooperation."

After questioning, the police walked towards the fog and disappeared gradually.

After the police left, Du Yuhui turned and smiled at the classmates beside him who were also faceless: "You said that Gu Mo wouldn't come back after so many days, wouldn't she be dead?"

The student next to him had a crack in his blurry face, and inside was a deep darkness, showing a smile exaggerated to occupy half of the face, and his voice was stiff: "Dead -?"

Du Yuhui didn't notice it: "Yeah, before her mother came to the school to find her, they were all so poor, maybe Gu Mo had already died outside."

"Then-you-why-why-no-say?"

"Why should I say that she is dead..."

Du Yuhui finally realized that something was wrong around her, and her expression suddenly turned to panic, and she suddenly took a big step back and hit the door.

The student with open mouth approached her staggeringly. There was no tongue in the empty mouth, but there was still a voice: "Why-what-what -"

"You get away!"

Du Yuhui's courage is much greater than that of Zhang Jie. At this time, he pulled his legs and ran away. Before turning around, he did not forget to take the time to give the faceless gadget a kick.

The student with no face fell to the ground under this kick, the body was like plaster, and it shattered on the ground. The debris on the ground has not lost its ability to move, and it is still moving towards Du Yuhui, the speed has not slowed down at all.

"what--"

However, Du Yuhui ran out a few steps and was caught by the broken arm. The whole person hit the ground heavily, and she felt that her entire skeleton was almost gone.

Only then did she suddenly notice Xiao Lan who came out of the white mist, and she quickly reached out her hand: "Help! Help me!!"

Before Xiao Lan spoke, the phone in Du Yuhui's bag rang.

Du Yuhui's movements froze abruptly. She turned around like a machine without oil, her small eyes widened to the peak size of her life, and stared at her cell phone.

The mobile phone ringtone is a popular song ten years ago. The singer is already out of date. Now that few people know about it, she has not set this song as a mobile phone ringtone at all.

However, this is clearly-her ringtone ten years ago!

Du Yuhui opened her mouth incredulously, her hand! Her hand stretched out of her pocket uncontrollably.

"No! Don't!" Tears burst out of my eyes.

The hand completely ignored her call, reached into the pocket, grabbed the phone, took it out, clicked to answer, and a series of actions were done in one go.

In Du Yuhui's refusing eyes, her right hand lifted the phone and sternly brought it to her ear,

"Du Yuhui." Gu Mo's voice was very gentle. As before, her voice became softer and weaker, and finally turned into an unspeakable whisper.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha" Du Yuhui suddenly laughed, as if a hand forcibly raised the corner of her mouth, pulling her smile more and more. In contrast, her eyes are full of fear, her face is full of tears that can't stop, and her nose is mixed with a runny nose, which looks very ugly.

The combination of the two is like a weird and funny string puppet, obviously full of fear but wanting to perform a funny scene in a scene.

"Ha-ho-haha -" When Du Yuhui finally smiled and her face was purple and almost out of breath, she stood up and walked uncontrollably towards the wall with her limbs.

"boom--"

"boom--"

"boom--"

She bumped her head against the wall at once, while making out of breath laughter, one after another...

Finally, it stopped moving.

In the next moment, Du Yuhui's body disappeared from the air, the entire corridor was clean, no blood stains, no scattered dolls, and only white mist remained.

At the next moment when Du Yuhui's body disappeared, there was a rush of footsteps across the corridor, as if someone was rushing, like an actor who was scheduled to make an appearance.

Xiao Lan looked up, and the person who appeared in the mist was Cheng Lang.

At this moment, he no longer has the elite fan who was carrying the rack before. His neatly combed hair was soaked in sweat and piled on his head. The well-cut suit was hanging on the body, covered with dust, and his face was also There were several more scratches.

I don’t know how long he ran. He was panting at this time, but when he looked up, he saw Xiao Lan, and he was so scared that he was out of his body. The steps under his feet were unstable, and he almost fell to the ground. Stabilize your body.

Cheng Lang ran all the way after he left Zhang Jie, and he dared not turn back when he heard any voice in the middle. He always felt that there was a footstep behind him closely, and the footsteps would also disappear when he stopped, just like the person stuck on him.

This fear made him dare not relax, and desperately moved forward in a breath. He buried his head all the way, regardless of the changes in the surrounding scenery, only to find life.

But why is this hot spring hotel so big, why can't it run for so long?

He finally recovered and began to observe the surrounding environment, but he did not expect that he was actually in such a familiar place-high school campus, where all the nightmares began.

Standing in front of him was the guy who brought Gu Mo back to the world.

Why do you want to help the **** woman, she has been dead for ten years, hasn't she been quiet and quiet, why do you have to come back, why do you have to disrupt his life.

Cheng Lang pointed to Xiao Lan, his anger and fear intertwined to make him speechless.

At this moment, the white mist around him slowly spread out.

Appearing in front of Cheng Lang's eyes is a downward staircase, which is the way to leave the corridor that he could not find before even running!

There was ecstasy on his tired face, and the body on the edge of collapse seemed to be full of strength again. Cheng Lang can no longer care about Xiao Lan in front of him, his only thought is to run, as long as he passes this step, he can leave this ghost place.

Cheng Lang strode up the steps, but what came from his feet was not the hard touch of the ground.

The violent sense of falling struck, and the oncoming wind blew his collapsed reason back a little bit.

He realized then, where did he come from? He was falling fast, and he was gradually approaching in front of him, obviously another hard ground.

"No-" Cheng Lang's last exclaimed voice was drowned in a huge collision sound.

Gu Mo didn't call him from beginning to end, maybe he had nothing to say.

At the same time, Fu Wenbo, dizzy and dizzy in the mist, was terrified by the corpse falling from the sky.

Cheng Lang's broken and deformed face was directly facing him because of the fall, and the panic and disbelief before his death remained on this face.

Fu Wenbo shrugged his shoulders and looked up, only to see the white ceiling above, there was no gap to let people fall, and Cheng Lang appeared like he appeared in front of him out of thin air.

The white mist around him turned up, blocking his sight, and the excessively dense water vapor made him feel uncomfortable breathing.

After Bai Wu dispersed, Fu Wenbo was shocked.

He returned to the hot spring hotel. The hotel at this time was as quiet as ten years later, but the facilities were much newer. This is the hotel after Gu Mo's accident!

He had heard that because of Gu Mo's incident, the police came to the house during this time, which affected the hotel's business. The boss simply closed the hotel temporarily to complete the renovation, and then continued to open the business after the incident.

Fu Wenbo twitched his own photography bag, as a photographer, even if it is the end of the world, he will not give up his equipment.

He was planning to try if he could go out, but there was a rush of electricity in a room with the door closed.

This is the kind of sound that only very old TVs make when they turn on. It was only when Fu Wenbo was very young that I heard it at my grandmother's house, and it didn't turn around for a while.

He hesitated whether to push the door open, the door was unlocked, and it opened automatically when his hand lightly touched it, as if welcoming him.

What appeared in front of me was an old TV. The black and white screen lighted up slowly, and what appeared inside was Fu Wenbo himself.

It was taken by a lens placed in a hidden corner. The quality of the picture is not high. Like a peeping eye, staring at him silently in the dark, greedy and dark.

Fu Wenbo raised his eyes in panic and searched the room, but did not see where there was a camera.

His heart tightened, and he understood that something was wrong. From the black smoke in the corridor, everything was wrong. Whether it was a sudden white mist, a school that appeared inexplicably, or this closed hotel, it showed an unnatural force.

Thinking of Gu Mo, Fu Wenbo's heart was tight, and he carefully exited the room. The old TV still played all his actions with due diligence.

He wanted to leave here quickly, even if he saw someone alone.

But next, every time he walked through a room, the sound of the current of the TV turning on sounded in it, and each TV monitored his every move, snooping at him from all angles in detail.

Front, side, back, full body, half body, face close-up, eye close-up...exhaustively detailed.

"Ho... ho..." Fu Wenbo ran, and as he moved, the closed rooms were no longer reserved. They actively opened the door and showed him the TV that recorded his every move.

Not right! Everything is wrong! This hotel doesn't have so many rooms at all! !

The end of the corridor is endless, and together with the spying pictures that are constantly playing next to it, it forms a nightmare that seems to never end.

"Gu, Gu Mo... Is it you!!! Is it you!!!"

Fu Wenbo screamed frantically towards the corridor. He remembered the girl who had been secretly peeping through the camera. She was really good-looking and always seduce him to look at it more and more.

How can this be blamed? Obviously this woman wants to grow like this, she wants to appear before him.

"Not my fault...not my fault..."

Fu Wenbo sat exhausted in the hallway exhaustedly, retreating backwards with his hands, feet and ground, he wanted to stay away from it all.

Suddenly he felt a hairy thing on his hand. He turned his head and saw that it was a black cat. This black cat had been following a young man named Xiao Lan.

Ecstasy surged into his heart. He turned around suddenly and saw Xiao Lan sitting on the sofa in the room not far away. The young man's sitting looked relaxed and out of tune with this strange environment.

Fu Wenbo didn't have time to stand up and crawled towards Xiao Lan.

"Help! You help me!! I met a ghost!"

"The female ghost in the hotel has murdered! You also have friends killed by her? Let's escape together!"

Xiao Lan still just stared at the TV in front of her.

Fu Wenbo finally realized that something was wrong, and he fixed his eyes in the direction of Xiao Lan's gaze-the screen was still Fu Wenbo's surveillance! This man has been watching him all the time!

Xiao Lan finally turned to look at him: "Is she pretty?"

Who she refers to, it goes without saying

Fu Wenbo panicked: "The skirt she deliberately wore was for me to shoot!"

"Did she choose that place to take a shower just because she wanted to be seen?"

"I said...all men, can you understand..."

Xiao Lan raised her eyebrows: "How can I know, after all, there is a difference between humans and animals."

After finishing talking, Xiao Lan stood up and walked towards Fu Wenbo. In his frightened eyes, he ruthlessly snatched his camera and smashed it. That posture is simply a cold and unreasonable demolition machine.

"Destroy props, increase poverty value by 179,000"

After smashing the camera, Xiao Lan showed a satisfied smile and was about to leave to give Gu Mo his home, but Luo jumped up and plucked the jade from Fu Wenbo's neck down before him.

Xiao Lan felt his comprehension and reached out his hand to crush the jade.

"Destroy props, increase poverty value by 215,000"

Hearing the system prompt, he looked at Fu Wenbo's eyes full of love, like a hardworking old farmer looking at his pig that was about to be slaughtered.

Fu Wenbo is a little inexplicable to this accident, what does this look mean...Does he want to do anything to me? ! !