I'm killing crazy in the horror game world

After the clown left, there was no doubt that the little girl in the white dress came.

In a deeper world of darkness, the little girl in the white dress is like a fairy, smiling like a flower, stunningly beautiful and spotless.

Of course, if she didn't hold a beating ghost heart in her hands.

The little girl in the white dress looked like a fool, holding her heart in her hands, dripping with blood, and looking at Wang Zun without blinking.

The meaning seems to be...to give the ghost heart to Wang Zun.

"Which...what do you want me to do? You can tell me openly. You don't have to be so shy. You don't have enough education. I can't understand what you mean!"

Wang Zun smiled bitterly, feeling helpless and powerless. He really couldn't guess what the little girl in the white dress meant.

"Eat... it..."

The little girl in the white dress had a smile on her face, as beautiful as a flower. Every word she spoke made Wang Zun's scalp tingle.

Eat ghost heart?

Crazy?

What to do?

The ghost heart was nourishing in his chest, which already made Wang Zun awkward enough. Let him eat the ghost heart?

Doesn't this cost his life?

If this ghost heart is eaten, there will definitely be terrible consequences. Wang Zun does not dare to try such a thing without confidence.

Wang Zun waved his hand to apologize and refused, but the little girl in the white dress stepped in front of him and stuffed the ghost heart directly into his mouth.

Wang Zun refused desperately, shouted "No, no, I don't want it," and suddenly opened his eyes.

…

The sun was bright, shining into the room through the window, and the curtains were flying, making shadows blurry.

Wang Zun wiped his sweat and breathed a sigh of relief. He almost forgot that it was just a dream.

Of course, his dreams are closely related to reality.

"The clown said he gave me another gift, what is it?"

"Why does the little sister in the white dress insist that I eat a ghost heart?"

Wang Zun shook his head, took his phone and looked at it, three o'clock in the afternoon!

I sighed, my mind was confused and very heavy.

Wang Zun smiled bitterly, lifted the quilt, and found Xiao Ling lying on his chest, with plastic eyes staring at him curiously.

"Naodao, what were you dreaming about? Why are you shouting "No, no, no, I don't want". Did something good happen to you in your dream?"

Big Tou smiled and got out from the end of the bed, with a pair of pants draped over his shoulders.

Wang Zun could recognize where his underpants were...

"Naodao, I have to remind you again that women will only affect your progress and be a stumbling block on your road to success. You must not have too much interaction with creatures like women. This will mess up your Taoist mind!

"

"As someone who has been through this, I am serious!"

Datou's words are sincere and serious.

Wang Zun:@(￣-￣)@

Someone here?

How old are you?

Do you know what a woman is?

I am speechless, am I really so shy that I talk in my sleep?

"Get out of here, you push me harder, and I'll knock your Tianling Cap off!"

Wang Zun glared at Datou, got up, brushed his teeth and washed his face.

Datou rolled his eyes: "If you don't listen to good people, you will suffer the consequences in front of you. When you are injured by a woman and your whole body is covered with blood, don't come back to you Datou to cry!"

Wang Zun: "..."

After ordering a takeaway, Wang Zun ate while searching the Internet for information about Qingling Yizhuang.

In this era, Yizhuang definitely no longer exists. Of course, special circumstances cannot be ruled out.

Wang Zun directly used the search engine and entered the name Qingling Yizhuang, and a lot of information popped up.

After Wang Zun looked at it carefully, he came to a conclusion.

Qingling Yixi, this is already a name fifty years ago.

The current Qingling Yixi has been changed into Qingling Ancestral Hall!

Qingling Yizhuang was originally an ancestral hall a long time ago, which was shared by several nearby villages. At that time, the world was crazy and many people died of various reasons, so the dead were usually placed in the ancestral hall first.

Because too many people died and no one cared about their funerals, the corpses were placed in the ancestral hall.

Over time, the ancestral hall became a righteous village.

After the war, the world became stable, and several surrounding villages merged together to form a village called Qingling Village.

From then on, whenever someone died in the village, they would be brought to the charity village first and then buried later.

The villagers were too lazy to move the corpses that were previously placed in the charity village. They were all turned into bones anyway, so they simply put them in coffins in the charity village.

Later, for unknown reasons, Yizhuang changed its name again and changed it back to Qingling Ancestral Hall.

There is an unwritten rule in Qingling Village that all deceased villagers will be kept in the ancestral hall for three days and three nights before arrangements are made for disposal.

Some corpses are also placed directly in the ancestral hall and kept there. As time goes by, there are more and more coffins in the ancestral hall. It is said to be an ancestral hall, but in fact it is also a charity village.

To put it more directly, it is a morgue where corpses are parked.

Moreover, Wang Zun found another information on the Internet. Qingling Village had already built a new ancestral hall on the other side of the village.

The old ancestral hall, also known as Qingling Yizhuang, was purely used to place corpses.

"In my dream last night, was the ghost that asked me to give my eyes a ghost or a demon? I'm afraid there are a lot of ghosts hidden in those coffins."

"The mission death index is unknown, which means that this mission is dangerous, but I am not afraid. What is important is the nature of this special mission!"

"Partner mission?"

Wang Zun thought of the mission reminder content, "Give me a pair of eyes and give you a world," it should be a companion mission, right?

If so, which one is of course the best. What Wang Zun lacks most now is a partner and family.

Although there are two red-eyed ghosts, one blue-eyed ghost, and one white-eyed ghost around him, he also has terrifying [upper body] skills, the ghost-fighting knife, the dragon tail...

However, partners are still needed!

And, the more, the merrier!

"Whether it's a buddy mission or not, just do it as a buddy mission!"

Wang Zun directly opened the supernatural forum and searched for Qingling Yizhuang. The search engine only searched for the past of Qingling Yizhuang, and there were no weird incidents about it.

This search, as expected, turned up a lot of posts!

Without exception, these posts are all about the supernatural events in Qinglingyizhuang.

Wang Zun clicked on a few posts and briefly understood the contents.

As an old rookie, there are no weird and supernatural phenomena that can scare him.

At most, it's just a bit curious and a bit nervous.

In the first post, the author is an outsider. He went to Qingling Village to borrow books from his classmates. It may have been the first time he came to his classmates' house. He got very playful and went fishing and picking fruits. He completely lost track of time.

By the time I realized what I was doing, it was already dark.

He and his classmates were at the fish pond at the back of Qingling Village when a sudden storm and dark clouds covered the area. The two stumbled for a long time before returning to the village.

The rain was heavy and fast, and the wind was also strong, blowing the rain like bullets on the two of them.

When passing by the Qingling Ancestral Hall, the owner wanted to go in and take shelter from the rain. After all, the rain was really too heavy, too fast, and too fierce, and he couldn't even see the road clearly.

The classmate firmly opposed the poster's proposal. No one from the village would come to this place even during the day.

This suggestion from the poster undoubtedly shocked the students.

The poster was a little insistent, but the classmates had no choice but to tell the poster some things about the ancestral hall and the function of the ancestral hall.

After hearing this, the host was also panicked.

The two were about to leave, but the landlord suddenly stopped and froze in the heavy rain. He felt as if he had been struck by lightning and his scalp was numb.

He tremblingly asked his classmates if there was anyone in the ancestral hall.

But the classmate was 100% sure that there were only dead people and corpses in the ancestral hall, and no living person would ever stay in it.

The host said that he heard a woman crying in the ancestral hall!

The classmate's eyes widened. He was standing with the building owner. Why didn't he hear the cry of a woman in the ancestral hall?

The classmate kept saying that the poster had heard it wrong, but the poster didn’t know what was going on. He was so crazy that he insisted on going to the ancestral hall to see it.

When the poster looked back later, he didn't know why he insisted on doing this at that time, as if he couldn't control his body.

No matter how hard the classmates tried to stop him, it was of no use. The host still walked to the red wooden door of the ancestral hall and pushed the door open with all his strength.

The poster saw a large square patio in the ancestral hall, with aisles on the left and right, a courtyard in the middle, and an ancestral hall in the innermost part, with rows of high platforms on which neatly placed spiritual tablets!

And, there are densely packed coffins everywhere!

In the courtyard, in the aisles on the left and right, in the corridor at the door, in the innermost ancestral hall...

Overlapping, old and new, good and bad...

Everywhere!

There are also paper figures, paper horses, paper houses, paper flags, residual incense and wax, and yellow paper ashes placed everywhere...

There are also overlapping coffins in the patio. These coffins are even more worn because they have experienced countless wind and rain!

What shocked the poster even more was that there were four coffins placed in the center of the ancestral hall. They were even more unique, blood red, and huge. The coffins were painted with mysterious talismans, and there were many yellow talismans on them. The fronts of the four coffins

Each has an independent incense burner...

The poster and his classmates all stayed where they were, with pale faces and blank minds.

Even his classmates were shocked. He knew that the ancestral hall was very strange, and his family often said that it was not a good place and talked about ghost things in the ancestral hall!

But his classmates had never come in before, and it was his first time seeing the ancestral hall.

Both of them were stunned, their bodies were weak and their mouths were dry.

This is especially true for my classmates. He has heard about the ancestral hall and many things related to the ancestral hall. He does not want to stay here because he is very scared.

This is also the time!

A woman cried.

Despair, unwillingness, sadness, pain, grief and anger...

In the cry, there is even more boundless hatred, endless hatred!

This time, the classmates also heard clearly, very clearly.

Moreover, the two of them could accurately find the direction and location of the crying sound.

It was a cry that sounded from a coffin in the left aisle.

Both of them knew at the time that this was not simple, it was too weird.

The two wanted to leave, but their feet were not obedient at all. Instead of walking, they walked into the ancestral hall.

And, he walked towards the coffin that sounded the cry!

The two of them were out of their minds and terrified, but they couldn't stop themselves from walking in front of the coffin.

The author still clearly remembers which coffin had many strange yellow talismans on it, countless talisman patterns, and nine coffin nails to secure the coffin.