I'm killing crazy in the horror game world

Wang Zun simply read the posts and got a summary.

The opera performance in the early morning is not for people to watch!

The question is, does this have anything to do with my next boss mission?

Wang Zun frowned and didn't think much about it. Anyway, the horror game master gave him a task and he just had to complete it step by step. Others seemed not to be something he should consider!

He rubbed his temples and looked at the time, seven o'clock in the evening.

Big head, little spirit, come out!

When Wang Zun saw their appearance, he was angry, funny, helpless and forced to smile.

After Xiaoling used a toilet brush to brush the big head, it was obviously much brighter, as if it had been waxed.

Big Tou couldn't be more proud of himself. He patted his head and beamed with joy.

Wang Zun was speechless. The toilet brush had been used for who knows how many years. Did Datou not notice it at all?

Are you so happy?

Isn’t there a little smell on your head?

Oh My God!

Why did I stay with such a fool for so long?

Xiao Ling grinned his mouth, showing his two rows of big fangs, and bit "click" twice from time to time to show off his big fangs!

The brush is also shiny, and the big fangs can be seen in the mirror.

"How's it going, boss, is my big head awesome?"

The big head shook and stretched out in front of Wang Zun, with a proud look on his face.

Wang Zun:(￣o￣;)

He smelled something, oh my God!

"Awesome!"

Wang Zun curled his lips, and Little Ling also stretched out his mouth, with two rows of big fangs shining brightly.

"You are awesome too... You are all awesome..."

Wang Zun was speechless. Should he say that it was a toilet brush?

He rubbed his temples. It was still early and Wang Zun was not in a hurry. He first packed up his things, then read the news and watched TV with Hei Cun Guan for a while.

During this period, Wang Zun did not forget to instill in them the importance of family, family dependence and tolerance, and trust.

Xiao Ling had no doubt at all. She grinned widely, showing her two rows of big fangs, and kept nodding, agreeing very much with Wang Zun's words.

Datou kept curling his lips, half-believing Wang Zun's words, and looked at Wang Zun with disdain from time to time. Wang Zun was obviously brainwashing him. He was not a fool. Of course he could hear it.

Of course, he did not reject Wang Zun's words, they were indeed family members.

Wang Zun held the black earthen pot again and kept instilling the concept of his family in earnest.

"Although we have never really met, your appearance is extremely clear in my world. I can understand every look and every breath. Xiaohei, we are family members, and families should depend on each other and care about each other.

, throw your life and blood for your family, we are family!"

Black earthen jar:(；゜0゜)

Don't be kidding, we have never met, how do you mean your appearance is so clear in my world?

Isn't this a liar?

Wang Zun didn't know that the lid of the black earthen jar was beating hard and making a "bang" sound!

Wang Zun doesn’t care what it says, anyway, they are family, a family that helps each other!

As for Mo Yu and Zhu Jin, there is no need to say anything more about the two of them. In fact, Wang Zun is just trying to shake the mountain and shake the tiger. The partners recognized by the system are absolutely loyal and obedient to him.

He did this just for the black pot.

Xiao Hei in the black crock pot is not a partner recognized by the system. The black crock pot is just a special item. He is not 100% loyal and obedient to the king!

Of course, Wang Zun still wants to become partners and family members with Black Clay Pot!

Just, I don’t know how to make Xiao Hei exist outside the black crock for a long time!

Wang Zun put the black earthen jar into his backpack, took all his family members with him, filled a bag full of lime powder, looked at the time, and saw that it was ten o'clock late.

He set off directly, without stopping for a moment, to the Bon Bon Cinema!

When we arrived at the Huahong Theater, it was already 11:30 pm.

The Huahong Theater is located in a busy city, surrounded by high-rise buildings, and is incompatible with its surroundings.

This is an ancient building that occupies a large area, with a total of three floors and a large courtyard. It is antique and has four big characters written on the plaque at the door!

Bonus Theater!

An ancient building that is hundreds of years old is a cultural relic no matter how you say it, and is of great commemorative value!

Bonus Cinema does not make money, but it means a lot!

The door is closed tightly, and the red wooden door is full of traces of time!

It's definitely impossible to enter in a swaggering manner. We don't accept guests here at night.

Of course, Wang Zun couldn't sneak up and unlock the door, even though he was very confident in his unlocking skills!

It's only around eleven o'clock in the evening, and this is a downtown area. There are still a lot of vehicles on the road, and there are also many pedestrians!

Wang Zun found a small alleyway next to him. After entering, there was no one around. The ghost vine climbed over the wall and entangled a tree in the courtyard. Wang Zun used his hand to force his way in.

The yard is very big, with rockeries, lakes, pavilions and groves!

What surprised Wang Zun was that there were red lanterns hanging under the eaves here.

The red lanterns were fluttering in the wind, the red light was dancing, and the antique buildings made Wang Zun feel like he had returned to a certain dynasty.

However, I don’t know if I have been exposed to too many ghosts. Wang Zun feels very weird here!

Without thinking much, in order to avoid being discovered, Wang Zun quietly went to the performance hall and touched it!

There wasn't much time left, and the place was big and there were many rooms and halls. Wang Zun rushed to the performance hall in time!

The performance hall is terrifyingly large. It can accommodate at least several hundred people. It is in the shape of a bucket. From top to bottom, there is an audience seat. In front of it is a huge performance stage, which is tall and big!

Butterfly curtains were hung on both sides, and there was no way of knowing what was behind.

Wang Zun found a seat in the middle and sat down, and looked at the time. It was exactly 0 o'clock in the morning, and the prompt for the start of the mission also rang.

There were no lights in the auditorium, and it was completely dark. Even if there were people around, they couldn't see their faces clearly.

There are lights on the stage, but they are not very bright, and with the obstruction of the curtain, it looks extremely dim!

Wang Zun's eyes narrowed. He seemed to see a figure moving behind the curtain, but he wasn't sure because there was no sound at all.

It's dark and quiet, with only Wang Zun's breathing lingering slightly!

"Young man, can you give in?"

While Wang Zun was thinking, a hoarse old voice sounded in his ears without any warning, which immediately made Wang Zun's scalp numb.

Because he had no idea when the devil would come behind him.

The hoarse voice mixed with the sharp wind hit Wang Zun's neck, and goosebumps instantly appeared all over his body!

Wang Zun looked back, his eyes widened, and he saw a hunched old man standing behind him, grinning, showing his only remaining old yellow tooth, and his gray face was full of smiles.

"Old man...I..."

Before Wang Zun finished speaking, the old man interrupted him: "Young man, you are new here. The seats here are fixed. Whoever sits in that seat has a name. If you sit in the old man's seat, can you let me

Let me?"

The old man's words were very soft and his smile did not change, but in Wang Zun's eyes he still looked weird and sinister!

"Look at everyone, everyone is sitting in their own seats!"

The old man chuckled, and Wang Zun tightened his skin and looked forward suddenly. His nostrils were involuntarily widened in shock, and he was shocked.

He just turned his head back, and there were a lot of people sitting sparsely on the seats around him.

Without exception, they are all old men and old ladies. Some of the figures are dressed with a sense of age, as if they are old people from the last century.

Some figures are more exaggerated, wearing ancient clothes.

Wang Zun swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He was not afraid, but he didn't expect the ghost to come so quickly.

After a rough calculation, there are about twenty or thirty!

They did not sit together, but separated, seemingly casually, but also very regular.

They sat straight, expressionless, and their eyes full of anticipation and excitement, waiting for the opera to begin.

Wang Zun stood up and looked at his seat. Sure enough, there was a name on it.

After recovering a little, Wang Zun smiled and gave his seat back to the old man.

Wang Zun came to the stairs nearby and looked around. In the gray and black auditorium, there were figures sitting one after another, like sparse radishes.

He didn't dare to sit around anymore and sat down directly on the stairs without saying anything. These ghosts seemed to just come to watch the show and they didn't care about him as an extra person.

I looked at the time and saw that it was already 0:20. The curtain covering the performance stage was still there. The ghosts seemed a little impatient. They were all sitting on pins and needles. Although they didn't speak, it was obvious that they were very unhappy.

It’s also this time!

Boom!

A loud gong sounded, exploding like a thunderbolt from the blue, and Wang Zun was also startled!

Looking up, the huge curtain opened little by little, and a figure appeared in it!

The figure's face is painted with a powerful and terrifying expression, and he is wearing a large and colorful costume, with a Trinity flag on his back!

He thought of the drama "Oh", raised his hands and dumb, and walked around on the performance stage!

Wang Zun's eyes widened. No one was beating gongs or drums, but there was a steady stream of gongs and drums on the stage...

Wang Zun is sure that this is definitely not a sound recorded in advance!

All the gray and yellow lights were focused on the opera actors on the stage, and the surroundings were dark. The only light in the world was the actors on the stage.

Wang Zun became interested and stared at the powerful and domineering actors on the stage. The more he looked at it, the more he felt something was wrong!

On the contrary, the audience in the auditorium was watching very enthusiastically. The performance had not even started yet, and they were already filled with anticipation and excitement!

Every time the actor moved, his costume fell off. In the end, the mighty and domineering image disappeared, replaced by a dark shadow!

Wang Zun's eyes widened. He now understood that the focus of the mission was here!

Judging from the outline of the shadow, it is a bald monk!

He clasped his hands together, solemnly and calmly.

"The next performance for everyone is Sanzo Subduing the Demon!"

Shadow spoke calmly, drawing applause from the ghosts in the audience.

Monk?

Buddha beads?

Wang Zun couldn't help but wonder if there was any connection between the two!