I'm killing crazy in the horror game world

Looking around, all that comes into view is old-fashioned, the style of ordinary people's homes.

All the furniture has accumulated a layer of gray. Some of the walls and floors have cracked and the plaster has fallen down. Some of the floors are pasted with posters from previous TV series.

The feeling of oldness is overwhelming, everywhere, there is dust everywhere, and the yellowed walls are covered with strange traces, criss-crossing and spreading everywhere, as if they are traces left by water seepage.

The three rooms on the first floor are filled with miscellaneous items. They are neither big nor small, and there is nothing special about them.

When Wang Zun came to the second floor, the situation was similar. The yellowed walls were covered with black lines, even the ceiling was no exception.

Wang Zun found a photo in one of the rooms, which was a photo of Guan Chao.

Wiping away the dust on the photo, Guan Chao's bright smile made Wang Zun smile bitterly and helplessly!

Is Guan Chao a real boos?

If so, why didn't you kill yourself when you had two opportunities before?

If not, this is Guan Chao’s home!

Wang Zun was silent. What exactly was involved?

After walking around on the second floor, Wang Zun walked to the third floor. The layout of the third floor was similar. There were three rooms and a medium-sized living room. The yellow walls were covered with black lines, like a stick.

The blood vessels of the root are the same.

Wang Zun continued to go up and came to the fourth floor. The fourth floor was a little darker than the other three floors. It was obviously broad daylight, but the fourth floor was gray and black. The walls were no longer yellow, but red. They were still the same.

It is crawling with dark lines.

Wang Zun tried to open the doors of the three rooms, but found that the three doors seemed to be welded shut and were motionless.

There was a problem, but Wang Zun did not hesitate and immediately retreated to the stairs. He glanced towards the top of the building, thought about it, and walked up to the top.

There is an iron door on the roof. It has been rusted by wind and rain, and there are holes one after another. Wang Zun opened it with force, and what appeared was a piece of black cloth.

A black cloth was hung at the door, blocking the sunlight.

Lifting the black cloth, you can see the roof covered with vines, a water tower and some sundries.

There's nothing special about it either.

Wang Zun left the small building, came to the road, and looked at the small building quietly. There was nothing special about it, except that the fourth floor was a little weird.

The red walls and the black lines crawling on the walls look like pieces of flesh!

Wang Zun didn't stay too long. On his way back to Fenghuang Mountain, he turned around and went to Qingshan Jing Lunatic Asylum!

The death index of tonight's BOS mission is high-level. If it is S-level, Wang Zun will not drag Yan Wei into the water. If it is high-level, let's talk about it separately.

Yan Wei had a strong fighting force. He originally wanted to call Lin Feng, but Longhu Mountain was thousands of miles away, so it would be too much, so he might as well forget it.

After two encounters, Wang Zun can definitely say that Yan Wei's ferocity can compete with a red-eyed ghost.

The strength is equivalent to half a red-eyed devil!

Very strong!

Of course, Wang Zun cannot let go of a fighting force like Yan Wei!

When he arrived at Qingshan Lunatic Asylum, Wang Zun didn't know where to look for Yan Wei, so he could only open his voice and shout at the gate.

"Uncle Yan, are you here?"

"Uncle, are you dead? Say nothing if you're not dead!"

"uncle……"

"Uncle, I brought you a cigarette. It's a good cigarette. I'm sure it will make you bleed from all seven holes... No, it's smoke from all seven holes!"

Wang Zun called for several minutes but did not get any response. He was not in a hurry and just kept spinning in circles.

He had no other choice but to wait!

Fortunately, Wang Zun didn't have to wait long, only about an hour, before Yan Wei came out.

Uncle Yan always looks so powerful when he appears, with a long back, a black suit, black leather shoes, a cigarette in his mouth, and a big blood-stained iron bar, with a look of arrogance and arrogance on his face.

As if he is invincible and unstoppable!

Wang Zun smiled bitterly. He saw Yan Wei's hand dragging a heavy and thick piece of blood cloth, leaving a bloody trail wherever it passed.

Wang Zun saw that among the blood cloth was a ghost that had been deformed by a big iron rod.

Wang Zun's eyes widened. What does Uncle Yan do every day? Is it fun to smash ghosts?

Wang Zun even saw what ghost looked at him asking for help. What kind of torture did he get?

Yan Wei threw the damn thing away, took a deep breath of cigarette, exhaled slowly, looked arrogantly, and glanced at Wang Zun up and down.

"What's the matter? Do you need your uncle's help?"

Yan Wei looked disapproving and very arrogant. In addition to asking him for help, could Wang Zun really just come to give him cigarettes?

"Hey, hey, sir, I've encountered a difficult situation recently. I really need your help. I wonder if you have time to go there tonight?"

Wang Zun took out his cigarette and walked up with a smile on his face.

"Don't act like a villain, you are very hypocritical!"

Yan Wei glanced at Wang Zun, looking disgusted.

Well!

hypocritical?

Everyone says he is real, okay?

Is he a real person, okay?

"Tonight?"

"Let me check my schedule!"

Yan Wei took out a diary and flipped through it, looking very embarrassed.

"I have to play chess with Old Man Liu at one o'clock, dance with Old Mrs. Zhang at three o'clock, and go fishing with Sister Zhou at five o'clock... Well... I don't seem to have much time!"

Yan Wei was very embarrassed and seemed very uncomfortable.

Wang Zun stretched out his head to see what was written in the diary. Unexpectedly, Yan Wei closed it up.

Wang Zun:?(???w???)?

"Uncle, you have a lot of things to do every day, and you are very righteous. I know you are very busy, but this matter is very important. Human life is at stake. Without your help, I have no confidence at all. See if you can

Take some time?"

Wang Zun smiled bitterly. He had already seen that Yan Wei's diary was completely blank. There was nothing about Old Man Liu and Sister Zhou. She was just trying to trap him.

"Do you need me very much?"

Yan Wei took a puff of the cigarette, blew it on Wang Zun's face, and grinned, looking like a gangster.

"Of course, it's very necessary, very necessary. Without you, this matter will go to waste, and the kid will die without a burial place!"

"Uncle, you are my hope and my guiding light!"

Wang Zun looked at Yan Wei seriously, with his heart out.

"Is that so? I'll reluctantly accept your invitation. I'll put their affairs aside and serve you tonight!"

Yan Wei chuckled and blew out another puff of smoke on Wang Zun's face.

Wang Zun was speechless and wanted to leave with Yan Wei, but Yan Wei asked him to leave his address and time and walked into the building dragging the red cloth.

call!

Wang Zun let out a big breath, and half of the stone in his heart fell away. Yan Wei's strength was enough to hold up half of the red-eyed devil. With his joining, Wang Zun also gained a little more confidence.

I looked at the time, it was 5pm!

After Wang Zun had a meal, he returned to Phoenix Mountain and took stock of his strength. There were three blue-eyed men and one red-clothed devil. With this fighting power, could they rival a red-eyed devil?

The black clay pot is definitely stronger than the red-eyed ghost, but don't use it unless absolutely necessary!

Wang Zun himself can compete with a blue-eyed fierce ghost. Of course, this Wang Zun has never used the special skill [Upper Body], and I don’t know what the situation is like!

If Wang Zun imagines that if the evil spirit is integrated into his own body, if all his family members are integrated into his body, he should be able to compete with the red-eyed evil spirit, right?

Of course, the lifespan consumed will not be less.

Rubbing his temples, Wang Zun looked at the darkening sky and took out the phone number given by Guan Chao. No matter what, he had to make this call.

Regardless of whether Guan Chao is good or bad, his understanding of the Blood Tower should be unmatched by anyone. Only from Guan Chao's mouth can we know everything about the Blood Tower.

Wang Zunba called the phone number. The phone rang several times and was finally connected.

There is no sound!

There was silence, as if there was a dark world opposite, depressing and terrifying.

"I want to know everything about Blood Tower, can you tell me?"

"Guan Chao!"

Wang Zun said the name of the red-eyed man, and the sound of a big intake of breath was clearly heard from the other side.

After that, there was another few minutes of silence.

"Xuelou... is just a ghost!"

Guan Chao's voice rang out: "My heart has become the heart of the Blood Tower. The Blood Tower has life and consciousness. It is attracting the surrounding ghosts, devouring them, using them, and turning itself into a ghost realm!"

"Ghostland?"

Wang Zun took a breath. He had thought of this possibility before, but after Guan Chao confirmed it, he could no longer calm down.

"In the current ghost tower, none of the ghosts are ordinary ghosts. The weakest ones are the red ghosts. As far as I know, there are 40 white-eyed ghosts, 13 blue-eyed ghosts, and 3 red-eyed ghosts. Including the blood tower itself,

It can be said that you will die inside if you go!"

"I advise you, don't go. It's a thankless task. You should go to my house and take a look. The fourth floor has begun to merge into the ghost world. It won't be long before the entire building will become part of the ghost world, followed by the surrounding...

Environment, by then, Qingfeng District will become part of the ghost realm!"

Guan Chao's voice was heavy: "I tried to remedy it, but it didn't work. There is no way at all,"

Wang Zun's eyes widened again, and he was extremely shocked. If things continue like this, wouldn't Qingfeng District have to become part of the Ghost Realm?

In this case, how many people will die?

"We can't ignore death!"

Wang Zun was silent and narrowed his eyes. He had no intention of being a savior, but he couldn't just ignore it, right?

Besides, he has no right to refuse tasks assigned by the system.

It’s best to deal with the ghost realm of Blood Tower as soon as possible before it has fully expanded!

Wang Zun has no desire or ideal to maintain world peace, but he can't just ignore death, right?

Unfair things are happening in the world every moment, and Wang Zun can't help many people, but he will never stand by and watch when they happen.

Human beings still have some conscience in their hearts!

"We don't have the strength!"

Guan Chao's hoarse voice sounded, and it could be heard that he was also very helpless and helpless.

"I advise you, don't bring about your own destruction!"

After Guan Chao said the last sentence, he hung up the phone.

Wang Zun looked at the star-studded night sky and smiled bitterly. Guan Chao didn't want to help. He didn't force it and wouldn't blame him. He just lost a helper!