Nightmare Attack

"So that's it," Feng Lan's heart was pounding and her cheeks were red, but she still pinched her fingers and pretended to be calm and said, "Thank you, Miss Yu."

Zhou Taifu looked at Feng Lan, who had forgotten him in the blink of an eye, as ten thousand crows flew above his head.

Yu Wen didn't like the current atmosphere either. It was very strange here, both in terms of people and environment. She changed the topic in time, turned around, and urged: "Let's go quickly, Miss Feng."

"good."

But the moment Feng Lan passed by her, Yu Wen immediately took a few steps forward and stood in front of Feng Lan's previous cubicle.

At this moment, the compartment door has been opened, and the scene inside can be seen at a glance.

After a few seconds, her originally tense expression gradually became calmer, and she finally understood what had just happened.

There were two shoe prints on the edge of the pure white toilet, one on the left and one on the right. Feng Lan had stepped on the edge of the toilet just now, so she leaned down to look, so she didn't see her feet.

"Miss Yu?" Feng Lan was about to walk out when she realized that Yu Wen hadn't followed. She turned around and saw Yu Wen standing in front of the compartment door.

"Oh," Yu Wen reacted immediately and walked out.

"What are you looking at?"

"I thought I saw a mouse just now," Yu Wen prevaricated without blushing, and deliberately pretended to be scared, patting her chest and saying, "I'm particularly afraid of those things, so I didn't react for a while. ”

It's unclear whether the characters in the mission were forcibly reduced in intelligence, or whether Feng Lan himself had a worrying IQ. This explanation, which sounded full of loopholes, actually gained her trust.

Zhou Taifu couldn't help but sigh in his heart, it would be great if the NPCs in future missions were so easy to deceive.

The moment he was about to walk out the door, Feng Lan seemed to suddenly remember something. He ran to the sink, turned on the faucet, wetted his hands, and squeezed some hand sanitizer.

Yu Wen and Zhou Taifu stared at her back, feeling a little lucky in their hearts. This NPC was a rare off-field support. At least in this regard, they were ahead of the 404 and 405 teams.

What to say

Jiang Cheng's face and the words he said appeared in Yu Wen and Zhou Taifu's minds at the same time.

His hands are twice as big as mine. I have recently gone through puberty and am still growing.

Zhen Jianren was probably cold, but he just didn't know where Hao Shuai and the fat man were going.

Whether they can find the academic director named Li, and what information they can get from it.

In other words, like Zhen Jianren and others, they were unlucky and had been killed by ghosts.

The time limit for the end of the mission is not far away, and the ghost will grow more and more perfect. At this stage, anything can happen. If the ghost breaks through all the restrictions imposed on it by the rules, everyone will die here.

Yu Wen still remembers that according to a senior in the nightmare, at least half of the missions ended with the team being destroyed.

After all, in a nightmare, luck and strength are indispensable.

I wish she was staring at herself in the mirror, her throat rolling uncontrollably.

Not this time

The moment Feng Lan wiped his hands carefully and raised his head, the faces of the three people appeared in the mirror at the same time.

As if some kind of subtle chemical reaction had occurred, the three people's eyes immediately focused on themselves in the mirror.

It is a very strange thing to look at someone who is exactly like you through the mirror.

To be more precise, it is very strange.

Especially in such an environment.

As time passed little by little, Zhou Taifu found himself in the mirror becoming more and more unfamiliar. His skin gradually turned white, as if the blood all over his body had faded.

The body is also getting colder at an uncontrolled rate.

He is a very cold-hardy man.

To be more specific, it is insensitivity to heat and cold.

Years of wandering in the rainforests of Southeast Asia and the wilderness of northern Siberia have not only honed superb killing skills, but also a tough physique.

But at this moment, the killing skills and physical strength that he was proud of were completely useless.

He stared blankly at himself in the mirror, his body out of control, only his consciousness wandering.

An unfamiliar palpitating feeling surged from the bottom of his heart, his pupils slowly narrowed, and the vitality was gradually stripped away from this strong body.

Distortion, malice, silence, coldness

There was also the endless darkness that was rushing towards him like a tidal wave, trying to swallow him up.

There is no more light in his world.

There is no hope anymore

He seemed to have plunged into the deep sea, with countless bubbles surrounding him, but there was no help at all.

"Snapped!"

The crisp sound was like cracking brocade silk, making the whole world plunged into darkness tremble.

Zhou Taifu frowned slightly.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

A few more sounds.

When Zhou Taifu came to his senses, he was standing blankly in front of the mirror, and he touched his face with his hand in confusion.

"hiss--"

His face was actually burning.

Only then did he realize that his own cheeks in the mirror were red, and there were obvious palm prints on them, as if he had just performed some shameful performance art.

next second

"Snapped!"

Another slap hit Zhou Taifu on the face. He had just regained consciousness and couldn't stand still. He staggered and almost fell down.

Yu Wen, who was standing a little to the side in front of him, rolled up her sleeves, and there were faint beads of sweat on her forehead.

"Mr. Zhou is awake!"

Feng Lan's voice sounded, with joy mixed with a hint of doubt.

Just now, when they were about to leave the bathroom, Zhou Taifu stood quietly in front of the mirror as if he was possessed by a demon, no matter how he yelled or pulled.

Not moving at all.

His eyes were straight, and he silently looked at himself in the mirror.

The scene is very strange.

Yu Wen really made a prompt decision. After realizing that ordinary methods could not wake up Zhou Taifu, she rolled up her sleeves and slapped him twice.

Until blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

Zhou Taifu finally came to his senses.

Seeing Zhou Taifu regaining consciousness, Yu Wen felt relieved. There was no doubt that she cared about Zhou Taifu. If such a thing had happened to someone else, she would have escaped a long time ago.

But at this moment, her joy could only be buried in her heart, and her expression did not look very excited.

"I" Slowly, Zhou Taifu's soul seemed to have returned to his body.

He twisted his neck left and right, and his body became a little stiff. He looked at Yu Wen in confusion, "What happened to me just now?"

Yu Wen glanced at the mirror and immediately looked away.

"There's something weird, let's get out of here first."

He was pulled away by Yu Wen's arm, and his legs were stiff to some extent, with a numbing feeling, and his movements were not very coordinated.

Yu Wen took advantage of the proximity to Zhou Taifu and briefly told him what had just happened.

When I heard that I seemed to have lost my soul, standing quietly in front of the mirror, looking at myself in the mirror, I felt a wave of fear lingering in my heart.

Could it be that he was being targeted by a ghost?