Rules-based ghost talk game

bass!

Almost in the blink of an eye, a sharp blade cut through the noise and flashed past Chen An's eyes!

I saw that Luo Qi took out the narrow sword from his waist at some point. At this moment, the cold sword tip was pointing at the man's throat!

A little bit of bright red slowly flowed down the man's throat.

"The reason." Luo Qi stared at the man coldly, her figure was so heroic, and Chen An was speechless for a while.

Too fast.

Chen An was a little surprised. This kind of speed... I'm afraid even his own "body control" can't be achieved. Only after entering the "clown liberation" state can he achieve it. Well, maybe it will be faster.

"I'm going to die..." the man whispered hoarsely.

The man and woman behind him looked at Chen An and others indifferently, as if the man beside him was not their friend at all, and his throat was not pointed with the tip of a sword.

"Details." Luo Qi said.

The man's throat throbbed slightly, and he slowly took a step back. He touched his throat that was dripping with blood in fear. After coughing twice, he said in a low voice: "That town can eat people, and the players who enter will not come out. That's a source of pollution that's impossible to clean up."

"So you rely on the pollution of Happy Town to sell vanilla?"

A smile appeared on Ling Qinglin's lips. He walked up to the man and said with a smile: "Ingesting a large amount of vanilla will turn people into fools who only know how to laugh. The brain nerves will be destroyed, and your behavior will be crazy." What’s the difference between weirdness?”

"No..." the man said: "Ingestion within one hundred grams is harmless to the human body. Mild hallucinations can make people relax. This is just an anesthesia similar to alcohol."

"That's also a weird product!" Ling Qinglin laughed.

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Chen An and his party of five purchased enough supplies for a week, portable knives and tools, emergency ropes, flashlights, replacement batteries, and the specialty of Ebony Town - a special hard wood "ebony".

Then, they came to the edge of the gray fog.

"I don't know if these things can be brought in. The four of them are also playing a game of self-selection..." Chen An was silent in his heart, looking at Tuzi Moore who was holding a narrow knife in front to open the way. These people are very powerful and very powerful. major.

During the day, the residents of those towns were tortured. They looked evil, but they were very cowardly and seemed to not care about their own lives. This made Chen An feel even more weird.

They are like out-of-towners who are living a modest life, but they live a relatively well-off life, but these people seem to lack a certain emotion... They appear to be indifferent and indifferent to their own lives and the lives of other people. and thin.

"The ebony was cut down from the edge of the gray fog. There are not many of these special trees..." Chen An looked at the black wooden board in his hand. The wooden board was about the size of a palm, but it had a somewhat strange aura.

This kind of wood board is very hard, and you can get a lot of money from exporting it to your home country.

People in these towns don't know its specific function.

Chen An and others also bought some, which may be useful.

As for the story world of "Happy Town", all they know is that the town is deep in the gray fog. On average, a group of players enter every three months, but no one comes out alive.

"Huh..." Chen An gasped slightly. He wiped the sweat from his forehead. The forest was not so much a forest as it was a tropical rainforest... He looked at the big tree on the side. This tree He couldn't tell the species. The trunk was very thick, and the wrinkled lines on it showed its age. The crown of the tree spread to the sky, covering the sky.

Only the slightly muddy dead leaves on the ground were scattered with spots of light, and those spots shone through the gaps in the shade of the trees.

"Almost there."

In front of him, Tuzi Moore's voice sounded. He was splitting some low branches blocking the road, and using gloves wrapped in burlap to uncover the broken tough branches.

"It's very humid and there are no living things."

Suddenly, Luo Qi's cold voice sounded. She frowned slightly and closed one eye in disgust, while the other eye exuded a faint spiritual luster.

"We are about to enter the overlapping range of the story world. There is a wooden house built by the townspeople in front of us. We can go there to rest and get up at 5:30 in the morning and enter the story world." Tuzi Moore said.

Chen An nodded slightly. Through the green woods, he did see a small wooden house not far away.

The wooden house was not big, and the wooden boards that had been eroded by the damp were somewhat moldy. There were scattered firewood, ropes, and empty glove boxes around it.

"Is this wooden house safe?" Ling Qinglin swallowed. He looked in the direction of the wooden house with some uneasiness. There was a bit of white mist in the distance, which was very close to the fog area.

"There are almost no mutants in those townspeople, so they must not be lying." Tuzi Moore was not sure, but rectification before entering the story world was necessary.

It’s not the final time to enter yet.

Chen An took a breath. The air here was humid, with a bit of forest vegetation and a bit of water vapor, but it wasn't unpleasant.

"No living things, no weird things."

Luo Qi on the side affirmed again.

Chen Anduo glanced at her. This girl seemed to have an eye that could identify the presence of strange or living creatures.

"Amitabha, the monk and Tuzi visited this place not long ago. The wooden house is a resting place for the townspeople and a place where ebony is temporarily stored. There is nothing abnormal."

Gu Laiyin held the nearly 1.8-meter Zen staff under his arm and clasped his hands together. The muscular monk looked at everyone gently: "But just in case, we take turns to keep vigil at night."

Chen An nodded, feeling a little more at ease.

These teammates all look professional.

He breathed a sigh of relief, with a faint smile on his lips, and his mood became a little more relaxed.

You have to be serious, but compared to Dalinshan and Jingshan Hospital, the team configuration this time is simply luxurious.

At Dalin Mountain, I and the others were all newbies, and the only veteran player was afraid that he would become a bishop in the future and not take action...

Brother Scar...

Thinking of this, Chen An not only closed his eyes slightly, he took a deep breath again and forced himself to relax.

When we were in Jingshan Hospital... I, Ding Ping, and Miao Luoying were a useless trio.

Ding Ping...

Cursing secretly in his heart, Chen An shook his head slightly and followed the others into the wooden house.

Although the wooden house is not big, it is not too crowded for five people inside. There is only a wooden bed covered with light blue sheets, a few chairs, and a table.

There are ebony scraps stacked in the corner, as well as several wooden shelves and empty wooden barrels.

Tuzi Moore put the big bag full of supplies and food on his back on the table, pulled up a chair and sat down. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Everyone, please rest. The crisis will not really begin until tomorrow morning."

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"I really hope to leave this place as soon as possible. This place is very unfriendly to the skin." Ling Qinglin muttered and walked to the table, took out the white bread and water from the big bag, tore open the plastic packaging and stuffed a piece into his mouth.

"It's seven o'clock now. You can take this opportunity to share your mutations, abilities, etc. Well, wait for nine o'clock to go to bed early, and keep vigil in numerical order every hour and a half." Tuzi Moore said.

"Two people should keep watch at night, and the numbers should be separated. If you are alone, something might go wrong if you encounter something strange." Chen An said.

Tuzi Moore glanced at Chen An and said, "Okay."

After everyone had a brief conversation, Chen An also learned about their mutation path.

No. 1 - Tuzi Moore, is a "tyrant" path, a terrifying "Headless Horseman".

No. 2 - Gu Laiying, is the path of the 'Hanged Man', a terrifying 'twisted thing'.

No. 3 - Ling Qinglin, is the 'Black Tower' path, a terrifying level of 'bad luck'.

No. 4 - Chen An, Chen An told them that he was a grotesque 'clown'. Chen An felt guilty for his sparing behavior but still chose to be cautious.

No. 5-Luo Qi, the path of the ‘Sunless Sun’, the weird-level ‘cold-blooded one’.

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"Two are scary, three are weird." Tuzi Moore nodded slightly, and then everyone had a brief exchange. There was very little information about Happy Town, and all they could do was to stay vigilant and adjust their state at the same time.

At night, Tuzi Moore and Ling Qinglin stood guard for an hour and a half, followed by Gu Laiyin and Chen An, Luo Qi and Tuzi Moore, and Gu Laiyin and Ling Qinglin in this order.

Disrupt it as much as possible.

As night fell, Chen An leaned slightly against the head of the bed, with Luo Qi sitting cross-legged beside him, and Gu Laiyin spread a blanket and sat cross-legged on the floor beside him.

Tu Zi and Ling Qinglin looked at the night in front of the window, looking back at everyone from time to time.

However, Chen An noticed that no one was very sleepy.

"Brother Tu, I always feel that the name of Happy Town indicates a kind of pollution."

There was so little movement around that the voice of Ling Qinglin chatting with Tu Zi clearly echoed in the room.

"In the story world, there is more or less mental pollution. The pollution in this town is probably related to happiness." Tuzi Moore's voice paused: "It may be the opposite."

"No." Ling Qinglin shrugged: "How can there be any happiness in this dark world? I can find my lovely sister. Hey, although my sister and I have some misunderstandings, she hates me, but I

As a brother, I can't ignore her. Being able to take her home is my greatest happiness."

Ling Qinglin fiddled with the ends of his hair, with a sad look on his delicate brows: "Brother Tu, you think so too, right?"

Tuzi Moore sighed slightly: "My relationship with my father is not very good. I just want to get back the ancient books. This is very important to our family."

"Your family...is it convenient to reveal something?" Ling Qinglin blinked.

Chen Jing listened quietly. After getting along for a short time, he also discovered the personality traits of everyone.

Tuzi Moore is like a big brother, very calm, very opinionated and experienced. He should be from a certain family in the dark world.

Ling Qinglin is much more lively, a bit talkative, not bad, but a bit girly.

On the other hand, this person seems to like to laugh when he is angry.

Comparing these two people, Gu Laiyin, the muscular monk, talks much less, and his face always has a touch of gentleness.

However, recalling the horror of this elder brother being on the path of the "Hanged Man"... Chen An couldn't help but feel a little relieved.

Although I don’t know the horror-level abilities of the Hanged Man’s path, the grotesque-level “monster” is already very powerful.

Luo Qi, on the other hand, is pitiful and has a cold temperament.

Suddenly, Chen An felt some even breathing coming from his ears.

He was surprised and looked at Luo Qi beside him with the help of the weak and pitiful moonlight that filtered in through the window.

This girl fell asleep so quickly?

When Chen An stared at Luo Qi, he found that the girl slowly turned her head. In the darkness, those black pupils seemed to be staring at him!

This shocked Chen An.

wrong...

Chen An suddenly held his breath.

The sound of breathing came from his right side.

Luo Qi, on my left.

But on my right side.

It's a wall.

Chen An stretched out his hand slightly stiffly, made a gesture to Luo Qi, and at the same time slowly turned his head.

At this moment, a rougher breathing sounded!

The sound was so clear that everyone in the room could hear it.

Gu Laiyin, who was meditating on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes.

And Chen An also saw the wooden wall very close to him.

There was a narrow gap in the wooden wall, like a cracked wood grain.

And that breathing sound.

seem,

It's coming from the wooden wall.

No.

That rougher breathing... is echoing in the cabin right now!

"Alert!" Luo Qi on the side shouted softly, and the sharp blade in his hand that had never left his body was unsheathed and pierced into the wooden wall above Chen An's shoulder!

Feeling a cold wind blowing on his shoulders, Chen An couldn't help but shiver.

And this moment.

A wailing sound like a crying baby suddenly sounded in the wooden house!