I'm killing crazy in the horror game world

Under Wang Zun's constant chatter, the boss finally got some idea of ​​the mission just as he was about to use his knife.

The boss was furious and left in a hurry. He didn't forget to glare at Wang Zun when he got home.

Wang Zun smiled bitterly, is he annoying?

no?

The system reminds that the mission officially begins!

Unknowingly, the second-hand furniture recycling market has become darker, the kind of darkness that is hard to fathom but can be felt.

The dark wind blows in gusts, whistling, picking up debris on the ground and a yellowing fallen leaf.

Wang Zun turned on the lamp above his head and swept the powerful light around. There were second-hand furniture everywhere. There was a sense of abandonment on these furniture, as if this was a corner forgotten by the world.

Wang Zun followed the direction pointed by his previous boss and looked towards the end there. He didn't know exactly where it was, so he could only walk that way.

"sofa?"

"Dancing on the couch?"

Could it be the ghost thing I'm looking for?

Not sure, I'll wait until I find the sofa.

The huge second-hand furniture recycling market was quiet and the wind was blowing. The only sound was the sound of Wang Zun's own footsteps on the sand.

Walking forward, you will be surrounded by messy furniture and everything.

At an intersection, Wang Zun stopped for a moment and looked towards the intersection on the right.

There is a mirror leaning on the roadside paved with sand and gravel.

The floor-to-ceiling mirror is very old, the frame is from decades ago, and the mirror is covered with a red cloth.

The red cloth was soft and surging like water in the night wind.

What Wang Zun paid attention to was not this problem, but that there seemed to be a figure on the mirror covered with red cloth!

Although the mirror has been covered with a red cloth, why is there still a human figure in the mirror?

This is incredible.

Of course it's not normal, there must be a monster when something goes wrong!

Wang Zun did not hesitate, walked over directly, grabbed the red cloth on the mirror and pulled it!

The mirror surface is blurry, a layer of dust has accumulated on it, and nothing can be seen.

This is even more incredible. There are no reflective points, so how can there be a shadow of someone on the mirror?

He reached out and wiped it on the mirror, and could vaguely see his blurry shadow appearing on the mirror.

Just when Wang Zun was about to take a serious look, he suddenly glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw a figure suddenly appear on the road.

The figure stood in the middle of the road, covered in black. When the light shone through, the figure quickly hid among the surrounding furniture.

Wang Zun put down the red cloth in his hand, but he didn't see that his own shadow remained on the mirror, covered by the red cloth.

The light shone into the furniture where the figure hid, and Wang Zun was thinking, should he go over and take a look?

What if it’s the ghost thing I’m looking for?

Carefully and lightly, Wang Zun walked to the pile of furniture. There were various kinds of furniture, but they couldn't hide people. There was no place to hide people.

Wang Zun glanced around and didn't find anything hiding here.

Ghosts have all kinds of abilities. If they want to hide, Wang Zun will not be able to find them.

Just as he was about to leave, Wang Zun stopped again. Unintentionally, he saw a dressing table!

There is a coconut-shaped mirror on the dressing table, which has also accumulated a layer of dust.

Wang Zun saw that there seemed to be a figure on the mirror where the dust was falling.

Damn it!

Wang Zun was facing the mirror on the dressing table. There was no shadow of him on it at all, and it was impossible to reflect his figure even on the mirror that had accumulated a layer of dust.

He reached out and wiped away the dust on the mirror. His figure finally appeared on the mirror, a faint black shadow.

There was another figure appearing together with him!

The figure was very tall. Judging from the reflection on the mirror, the tall figure was standing about one meter behind him to the left.

Wang Zun swallowed a sip of saliva, turned his head slightly and looked to the left and rear from the corner of his eye.

Nothing!

Looking back at the mirror, the tall dark figure was still about one meter behind and to his left.

Wang Zun walked a little to the right, but the figure didn't move at all, and still returned to his left rear.

No matter how he changes his position, the dark and tall figure will always appear behind him without moving, without moving an inch or even a trace!

This is amazing!

Wang Zun reached out and wiped the mirror again, and found that even though he was not moving forward, the tall figure on the mirror seemed to be getting closer and clearer.

It’s like it’s about to emerge from the water!

Wang Zun is not afraid at all, he is just curious, how did this ghost do it?

Wang Zun stared at the tall figure on the mirror. The tall figure slowly turned from black to gray, then from gray to the outline of a person, then the clothes on his body, and the hands under the clothes...

The appearance of the tall figure was revealed bit by bit, becoming clearer and more real.

He was two heads taller than Wang Zun. He was wearing a straight suit, but his exposed hands were extremely skinny, skinny, long and pointed.

She has short and refreshing hair, but her face is like a horse face!

The horse's face is very long, its mouth almost touches the top of Wang Zun's head, and its big, round eyes shine with a crazy and malicious light!

Wang Zun didn't move. He looked at the man on the street in the mirror. He glanced to his left from the corner of his eye, but still didn't see his figure.

Wang Zun slowly understood something, suddenly realized it, and a smile appeared on his face.

The horse-faced man is actually on the mirror.

Note, it’s on the mirror, not in the mirror!

This also explains why Wang Zun changes positions and the horse-faced man doesn't make any move, but can stay by his side.

"What do you want to do?"

Wang Zun took the initiative and narrowed his eyes.

The horse-faced man was obviously stunned for a moment. He doubted his life. He thought that after he revealed his true face, Wang Zun would panic, piss himself off, and panic.

Unexpectedly, not only did Wang Zun not show any concern, but he also smiled and spoke proactively.

This is completely different from the people before!

"Why don't you speak?"

Wang Zun continued to ask questions, staring closely at the horse-faced man!

Sudden!

The horse-faced man didn't say anything. His horse-faced face was grim, and his hands like dead branches were stretched out suddenly.

A pair of ghost hands suddenly stretched out from the mirror and went straight towards Wang Zun's neck.

Wang Zun was already prepared. The bloody ribbon flew out and wrapped around the horse-faced man's hands, followed by a handful of lime powder!

twitter!

White smoke boiled into the sky, and the horse-faced man neighed, making a sound like a horse.

He wanted to break free from the shackles of the bloody ribbon, but Wang Zun quickly took action, grabbed his hand, and pulled him out of the mirror.

"Xiao Ling!"

Wang Zun gave a low shout, and the little spirit's head jumped out, instantly changing into a fighting mode, with hair standing on end, sharp teeth and claws, and green fire wrapping its mouth.

Not to be outdone, the big head shook and hammered down.

Wang Zun raised the ghost hammer and struck it down with one strike.

Boom!

One of the horse-faced man's legs was smashed into pieces and turned into a square piece of flesh.

When Wang Zun wanted to hit him again, the two ghosts had already torn the horse-faced man into pieces.

The two ghosts absorbed the power of the horse-faced man, and the white light in the depths of Xiaoling's eyes became even brighter.

The big head has not changed at all. I don't know if it is because the strength is too low and more strength is needed, or what is going on. There has been no change from the beginning to now.

"Little Zhazha, don't think that you are great just because you have a horse face. I also have a big head as big as a washbasin!"

Datou was so pleased with himself that Wang Zun rolled his eyes at him and pushed her back into the shadow.

Continuing to walk in the direction of the sofa, the dark and quiet second-hand furniture recycling market is extremely strange, with a constant wind and whistling sound.

Wang Zun walked forward slowly, but the small door of a broken cabinet on the roadside suddenly opened. He used too much force and made a sound.

Looking over suddenly, Wang Zun saw the door of the small compartment at the top of the cabinet shaking gently.

The small cubicle was dark, but a faint breathing could be heard coming from it.

Is there something ghostly?

Wang Zun thought for a while and walked over.

This cabinet is very old. It should have been red in the past. It has been so long that the red paint on it has almost fallen off. There are still traces of the two characters "hi" left on the cabinet door.

As Wang Zun came closer, not only did the faint breathing sound become clearer, but a faint cry came from the small cubicle.

The small cubicles are also strange, maybe they were made too long ago. The cabinet is more than one meter long, but the top compartment has only one door.

Wang Zun came to the cabinet and opened the door under the cabinet. There was nothing there.

Then, he grabbed the door of the small cubicle. It was pitch black inside, with a trace of sinister wind blowing out, like a bottomless hole.

Faint cries and heavy breathing came from the depths of the dark cubicle.

The compartment is very deep and stretches to the right, so Wang Zun cannot see what is hidden in the depth.

Hiding a ghost?

It shouldn’t be!

The cubicle is not big.

Wang Zun made a bold decision. He put his head into the cubicle and looked into the dark depths.

This sight frightened him.

In the dark room, there seemed to be a mass of something, dark, round, and long.

The light above the head shines directly on this round thing, and what comes into view is the long hair, like countless snakes, squirming and crawling in the small compartment.

Head!

That's a human head!

Covered by long wriggling hair, crying quietly!

Wang Zun's eyes widened. Everyone's heads were in the small cubicle, and they were only an arm's length apart.

After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Wang Zun was about to pull his head out, but unexpectedly, the wriggling black hair wrapped around his neck like a snake.

It was cold and slightly moist. Wang Zun was startled, but he did not act rashly and quickly calmed down.

"Why are you crying?"

Wang Zun took the initiative and showed off his favorable face.

woo woo woo woo……

The faint crying did not stop, but became louder and louder.

"Poor child, what happened to you? Tell your brother and he will help you!"

woo woo woo woo……

His head kept crying but he didn't speak.

"Come, let me see your face..."

Wang Zun put a hand into the cubicle.

"don't want……"

The head screamed and jumped back.

"Don't be afraid, relax, come, let me see..."