I'm killing crazy in the horror game world

Beating, beating...

The sound is not loud, like a drum, but if you listen carefully, you can tell that it is a normal heartbeat.

Of course, Wang Zun was not naive enough to think that there was a person hiding in the black jar. When the light from his head shone on the black jar, it was obvious that his heartbeat was accelerating and the sound was a bit louder.

This is also the time!

The little spirit in the backpack started to tremble, huddled up, and shivered.

Wang Zun took a deep breath, is the black earthen jar so dangerous?

What is the grade of the things inside?

Xiao Ling is timid, but she won't be timid for no reason. She will tremble only if the opponent is really too strong.

Obviously, the thing in the black jar is stronger than the red ghost.

Is it a blessing or a curse to find it yourself?

Grit your teeth and stamp your feet, don't care, let it be a disaster but turn it into a blessing.

Xiao Ling was shaking violently, as if he had a battery installed. Wang Zun went up with a dry mouth and a heartbroken heart. What if the other party was an extremely cruel thing?

No matter how many things there are, first stabilize the opponent. Even if the opponent is a tiger, you must turn him into a little milk cat!

"Finally found you, my family!"

There must be a ghost hidden in the black jar. It is not a dead thing.

When Wang Zun speaks, he means he is a family member. He should first leave a good impression on the other person. The first impression is very, very important.

The heartbeat of the black jar suddenly stopped, and the changes in the jar's face also stopped. Wang Zun's enthusiasm seemed to frighten him.

"It's so hard to find you, my family. I think of you all the time and want to find you, so that we can live a leisurely life as companions in the world of mortals, and ride horses galloping forward to share the prosperity of the world!"

Wang Zun smiled and tried to make himself more approachable and friendly.

The heartbeat of the black earthen jar suddenly disappeared, just like an ordinary earthen jar, but the slightly invisible changing face on the jar told Wang Zun that this was not a simple thing.

"Family, what's wrong with you? Are you too happy?"

"It's so late that we met each other. We are both trying hard to find each other. But we only meet now. It's fate. Now that we have met, we will never be separated, okay?"

Black crock: "..."

Brother, we are not familiar with each other, please don’t recognize your relatives as soon as we come up, okay?

"Family, let's go home, let's go!"

Without giving Black Pot a chance to react, Wang Zun picked up Black Pot and left.

Black Crock himself was shocked.

What are you doing!

Oh my god, is this guy crazy?

Xiaoling:?_?

Big head:?_?

Wang Zun:(?￣???￣??)

Picking up the black jar, Wang Zun ran down the mountain. At the same time, the system prompt sounded.

There are two prompts, one to prompt that the special task is completed, and the other to prompt that the new task is successfully generated.

Wang Zun didn't have time to check, so he came to the foot of Heiling Mountain, smiling and feeling very unhappy.

When the ghosts on Heiling Mountain saw Wang Zun running away with the black jar in his arms, they were all dumbfounded and dumbfounded.

This black earthen jar is not a treasure. There is no need to be so sneaky.

The old man was also speechless, speechless, and froze in place, with a look of horror on his face.

I really hugged it, my God!

This young man is so fierce!

Are you really so happy?

Let’s not talk about whether there is something sinister hidden inside. Even if it is an ordinary earthen jar, it doesn’t contain anything good!

Why are you so happy?

"Young man..." The old man wanted to say something, but when the words reached his lips, he swallowed them back.

Because he really didn't know what to say, he was completely dumbfounded, and he realized that no matter how much he said, it would be nonsense.

"Old man, go to bed early and don't stay up late. It's not good for your skin. I'm leaving first!"

Wang Zun waved his hand without looking back and left here directly. He was also feeling frightened. The black earthen jar in his arms was very cold and had no warmth at all. His scalp was numb even while holding it.

Wang Zun felt that he was also crazy. He was holding this thing in his arms. If he wasn't crazy, what could he be?

However, he still has something to rely on. Firstly, the contents of the black jar cannot come out. Secondly, the horror game master has stated that he has completed the task.

Therefore, the black earthen jar should not pose any threat to you, at least until you open the jar.

As for whether the black clay pot can become your own family, it depends on the situation.

Called bus No. 444 and traveled all the way back to Fenghuang Mountain.

Along the way, there was no special reaction from the black crock pot, except for the faint sound of heartbeat that filled the air.

The little spirit was shaking non-stop and did not dare to come out of the backpack. The family members in the shadows were also frightened and kept away from him.

Are you so scared?

Not brave at all!

When I returned to villa No. 104, I first checked the basement. Everything was normal.

Go up to the second floor, turn on the light, and look carefully at the face on the jar. It seems to be smiling but not smiling, crying but not crying. It is neither male nor female, and I don’t know what the owner of this face looks like.

Only now did Wang Zun feel that he was really impulsive and actually took the black earthen jar back. Thinking about it, he was a little scared. What if the thing inside was something ferocious and ferocious? Didn't he catch the mouse and put it in the rice vat?

?

He put the black earthen jar on the table, took Xiao Ling out, and couldn't help but curse inwardly.

The little spirit shrank into a ball of fur, shivering, and refused to let go of his body no matter what.

As for that?

Is it so scary?

"Big head!"

Even after calling several times, Big Tou didn't get any response. Needless to say, Big Tou must be more timid and scared than Little Ling.

Putting Xiao Ling next to the black earthen pot, Wang Zun went in and took a bath. When he came out, Xiao Ling had the black earthen pot pressed under him, unable to move, and screamed in grievance.

"Can't fight!"

Wang Zun went up and rescued Xiaoling. Xiaoling was so wronged that she lay on his shoulder and cried pitifully.

Wang Zun frowned and opened the taskbar, which showed two tasks, one completed and one successfully generated.

Open a completed task.

【Special mission completed!】

【Reward Black Crock Pot!】

[Black earthen jar: A mysterious existence. Unimaginable things are hidden inside. It cannot be opened unless absolutely necessary. If you have to open it, it will consume three years of the host's lifespan! 】

Looking at the above introduction, Wang Zun's face was extremely dark, with black lines all over his head, and he even looked a bit ferocious.

It takes three years of life to open it once?

My mother!

Wouldn't it be better to just say that I want his life?

Why beat around the bush?

Wang Zun doesn't know how much life he has left, but of course the more the better.

"Opening it once will consume three years of your life... Tsk, tsk, if you open the black jar at the expense of your life, the contents inside must be amazing!"

"It takes three years of life to open a black earthen jar. How long will the contents inside last? One minute? Or three minutes?"

There was no such explanation in the introduction, and Wang Zun didn't dare to make random guesses. He only knew that he really couldn't open the black jar unless he had to. Who knows how much life he had left?

"Xiao Hei, you can't be naughty or fight. We are all family members. We should live in harmony and love each other. Do you understand?"

Wang Zun put the black earthen jar on the table. After thinking about it, he decided to take it out of the room and put it in the room. He always felt a little weird. After all, the thing inside was nothing more than a handful of ashes!

"You have to influence it with love, make friends with it, and have a heart-to-heart relationship with it. We are all family members. You can't look at others in a different way, you know?"

"Don't cling to the old, don't be disloyal. They are new people, so you must care for them. We are all family, friends and partners!"

Wang Zun mainly warned Xiao Ling and Da Tou, with serious words and sincere words. After all, the two ghosts are children and their minds are not very mature.

Big Head Little Spirit:?(?? ?w?? ?)?

Is it okay for people to bully them now?

They also want to make friends and have a heart-to-heart relationship with others, but they don’t want to!

The two ghosts rolled their eyes, looking unwilling.

Ignoring them, Wang Zun returned to bed, took a deep breath, opened the task bar, hesitated for a while, and clicked to open a new task.

[New task generated successfully!]

【Boss mission!】

[Task requirements: Enter the beautiful plastic surgery hospital at 0 o'clock in the morning and survive until dawn! 】

[Task reminder: My face has taken away my kindness!]

[Special mission reminder: This mission is a special mission, extremely difficult, the enemy is more powerful, and the mission process is extremely dangerous. It is recommended that the host not hold back too much and use all his strength!]

[Special suggestions for missions: The host can give up the mission and will not receive any punishment, but the system will determine that the host gives up the mission because he is as cowardly as a mouse. The horror game master system will have great contempt for the host, and the host will get [coward]

】Title!】

【accept!】

【give up!】

…

Wang Zun had a dark look on his face, he was so angry that he just gave up. Why should he be called a coward?

How could a person with such a strong self-esteem endure the provocation of the horror game master?

Wang Zun did not hesitate and clicked the give up button!

What a joke!

Is self-esteem more important than life?

Self-esteem is nothing. Of course, life is important. A coward is a coward. Who doesn’t have a few ugly nicknames?

Besides, being a coward doesn't sound so bad, does it?

Thriller Game Master System: "..."

Yes!

Wang Zun thought the Thriller Game Master system was too simple. He clicked [Give Up] and there was no reaction at all.

Wang Zun:(°_°)

I clicked several more times, but still no response at all.

Gritting his teeth, with a dark look on his face, Wang Zun scolded his mother directly, what a fucking idiot!

There is simply no way to give up!

Playing with him!

[Due to the evil intentions of the host, the Thriller Game Master System was very disappointed. In order to exercise the host's courage, the system decided to force the host to perform the task! 】

[Task accepted, countdown begins!]

[Special reminder: If the host cannot perform the task on time, the host will be obliterated! 】

Wang Zun: "..."

I'm already scolding my mother in my heart. After all the talk, why don't we just let him carry out the task?

In this case, what is the [Give Up] button used for?

nnd!

Is this a bad idea?

What did he do wrong in order to survive?

Wang Zun was helpless, angry, unconvinced, and unwilling to give in, but he had no choice at all. He was so controlled by the Thriller Game Master system that he didn't even have a chance to breathe.

[Special note: The system panel adds a life display function!]

[Host Wang Zun has four years left to live!]

Wang Zun’s eyes widened and he breathed heavily!