Starting to make a ghost story game from Sadako

"That's good." Bai Lu put a lemon-flavored lollipop into her mouth and relaxed.

"Look at the TV, there's a reversal!" There was a commotion around. On the TV, You Junyu's terrifying figure appeared again, and he came straight behind Li Xue and grabbed her.

Yan Qin quickly pulled up Mo Lang, who had not yet caught his breath, and ran away. When he turned the corner, he looked behind him worriedly, and then retracted his gaze after receiving a reassuring signal.

"Is there a bug?" Qin Ge held the hand of the pen fairy tightly, frowning. In his setting, the pen fairy could not actively break the mirror. If the player violated the taboo, he would be killed in the later plot, but not now.

The previous Sadako also quietly retreated because of Jiang Li's words, and the current pen fairy also did not follow his own settings.

As a dream maker, he could naturally call up the player's game situation for review. When he saw Mo Lang mocking the pen fairy for having no friends and being hated, he seemed to understand something.

In the plot of "Pen Fairy", Pen Fairy suffered violent blackening because of those eyes and weirdness. Did this sentence offend her in some way?

If it is seen from this point of view, Pen Fairy and Sadako both have their own thinking ability? Then will the people killed by them with abnormalities also be affected in reality?

Normally, it should be fine for them to kill players. Bai Lu is now alive and kicking.

Qin Ge, who did not find out this, did not dare to let Pen Fairy contact Mo Lang again. He just wanted to be a dream maker, not a murderer.

The limbs of Pen Fairy twisted to a degree that humans could not do, and broke free from Qin Ge's hands and chased Mo Lang.

"Stop!"

The Pen Fairy stopped abruptly when he heard the command, and just looked at Qin Ge angrily.

It seems that as a dream maker, he still has absolute authority in the world he created.

Qin Ge couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, looking at her and said, "Go back first, and don't get close to the player next. I will give you an explanation for what he did to anger you."

After guessing that these characters should not be regarded as simple NPCs, he added a tone of negotiation in his toughness, but no matter what, the characters in the game should not cause harm to real players.

The Pen Fairy stared at him for a moment, but still moved his stiff limbs back to the small room and slammed the door.

He still has a little temper.

Qin Ge touched his nose and fell into deep thought. It seems that the cards obtained from the system are not simple. It's not just a problem with the characters, it seems to affect the entire dream game.

The sweating mechanism of Mo Lang just now is not available in small games, but a function that only the real dream created by LV5 that is infinitely close to reality has.

After dealing with this Mo Lang, we have to investigate it carefully.

......

Mo Lang touched the painful part of his neck fearfully. From the reflection of the window, he could see a pair of dark blue handprints. The feeling of being on the verge of death just now was so real that it was definitely not something that could be created in a dream. It was not just the monster You Junyu who had problems. Perhaps the most normal person here was the little girl named Yan Qin.

"We're here. This is Room 4." Yan Qin was very familiar with this maze. She led him to the place without any twists and turns along the way. "Are you okay? Did Li Xue hurt you? She has been unhappy since she was locked in the mirror. Don't blame her."

"No, no." Mo Lang looked behind him nervously, shaking his head like a rattle. "You are a dream master, right? Don't you think this game is a bit abnormal?"

"What are you talking about? What dream master?" Yan Qin's pale face was full of confusion, as if she had never heard of this term before.

"Don't act at this time, sister, tell me the truth, what are those two monsters just now?" Mo Lang's words were trembling, and several near-death experiences and real feelings made him unable to tell where he was.

"They are not monsters!" Yan Qin's eyes turned red again, and she screamed, "It's Li Xue and Teacher You."

Mo Lang almost cried, could he not be so dedicated at this time, but now he was undoubtedly at the last level of the dream, and he was unwilling to quit, so he could only grit his teeth and say, "Let's go to the basement to find your friends."

The door of Room 4 was pushed open, and there was indeed a staircase leading directly to the ground, but there was no basement, only a thick darkness like ink, and the dim lights in the corridor could not bring in any light.

"1, 2, 3, 4... 27, 28." Mo Lang narrowed his eyes and counted the steps of the stairs with great effort, wondering: "No, there are only 28 steps, not 29."

"Shh." Yan Qin raised her index finger and placed it in front of her bright red lips, hushing: "This is a secret, I'm telling you quietly, you can't tell anyone else."

"Yeah." Mo Lang nodded hurriedly.

"You have to walk backwards and count silently in your mind, but no matter what happens, you can't turn back before you reach the 29th staircase."

Walk backwards?

Mo Lang now has no intention of thinking about it, and he doesn't even have time to check the barrage. In this dream, everything undoubtedly points to the mysterious basement, which is the source of terror.

Now he is facing away from it, which is undoubtedly fatal.

Just as he was hesitating, the sound of the axe dragging on the floor echoed again in the intricate corridors, rapid and sharp, like a thorn in the flesh, and would find him no matter where he was.

"I'll die if I want to." Mo Lang had never been so eager to die in the game as he was now.

As soon as he turned around and stepped back on the first step of the stairs, the white crystal pendant on his chest was freezing cold. I don't know if it was because the stairs were too dark, no white could be seen, and it was completely integrated with the darkness.

Halfway through, there was nothing unusual, and Mo Lang couldn't help but raise his head and urged: "You should also come down quickly, don't get caught by that monster."

Standing under the light, Yan Qin straightened up, holding a roll of red silk thread that he had just picked up from the ground in one hand, and one hand behind his back, with his head slightly tilted, his expression became extremely weird, indifferent, and creepy.

But in the blink of an eye, he returned to his soft and weak appearance, as if the previous glance was just an illusion.

"Here it comes." Yan Qin's mood suddenly seemed to become very happy, and she even hummed a song: "In the blue sky and the Milky Way, there is a little white boat."

As she turned around, her hand hidden behind her back quickly moved in front of her, but Mo Lang still saw a cold light, which seemed to be a sharp knife.

This discovery made him feel cold all over, damn! There is no normal person in this dream!

Mom! I want to go home!