MTL - RPG-Chapter 55 Set fifty five

Setting fifty-five: the supernatural research community (eight)

Shan Ziwei's fiery body was "blown" with a cool heart, and a scream came naturally in his throat.

"coming!"

The people at the scene were shocked, and turned to look into the mirror with an eyebrow. Shan Ziwei's yelling was so horrible that even the lights flashed in fright, returning to the original brightness. So in the visual field of vision, the sight on the dressing mirror was unreservedly displayed in front of everyone.

Don't look away, don't run away, stare at the mirror for at least 5 seconds ... Prepare to start the countdown ...

Milk tea simiru has been thinking about the taboo of “mirror ghost” in her heart. When she really saw the mirror, her head “hummed” and lost all her thinking ability.

The mirror opposite is a very ordinary mirror, and the figure of a girl is reflected on it, but ... it is the back.

— She stood in front of the mirror, but saw her own back!

If that's the case, the milk tea simiru can still clenched her teeth, but the key is that not only her back is reflected on the mirror, but also the headless man who raised the axe behind her.

It's a headless man, that headless man who killed Yehe!

It will crush me!

Under extreme fear, the girl's brain blocked all thoughts and began to perform the countdown originally expected.

5——

The girl's eyes stared at the mirror without blinking, the axe in the headless man's hand tilted down slightly, and began to chop her head along the inertia. Under the headless axe, her back looked like a poor, lamb to be slaughtered.

4——

The blood on the axe had already fallen first, and milk tea Similu felt an ice on her head, as if it had been poured into something. Her thoughts suddenly broke, and the countdown in her head was confused.

3——No, 2——? How many seconds? How many seconds did I just count? I've been thinking about it for so long, is it 5 seconds? Should be here?

But no one turned around, didn't you feel someone turned?

Milk tea simiru was panic-like, like an ant on a hot pan. She heard the sound of cold wind, and the headless axe in the mirror was only a ray away from her head.

No more-it will be cut! Will be beheaded! !! !!

Milk tea simiru turned away to avoid, while shouting behind him-

"go with!"

Shan Zi Wei shouted loudly, his heart was about to escape from his throat. He had not heard the terrible and stimulating sight in the mirror before he heard a crisp "squeak".

A slick thing rolled past him in a bone.

That's ... the head of milk tea simiru.

Pearl milk tea looked at her sister who had only a torso around her, her eyes widened, and she did not scream, her face flushed as if suffocated.

The headless body sprayed a lot of blood, and its fracture was so neat that it was enough to see the cruelty of those who started.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the headless body shook, but did not fall down, but bent down to pick up the axe who did not know when it appeared.

A strong crisis surged into the list Wei's mind. After a series of horror game routines, did it turn to the most classic chase battle?

"Get out of here--"

It is not a fool to live to this day. Seeing the action of "Milk Tea Simi Lu", Rose Blood has run away without lifting a word of hyacinth.

"I lead it away." The host said to Shan Wei, "You are ready."

In just a few words, Shan Ziwei understood the meaning of the host, and he was not arrogant. He immediately drew the thoughtful pearl milk tea in the first few steps and ran out. At this point, "Milk Tea Similu" has picked up the axe. It originally wanted to chase Shan Wei and Pearl Milk Tea passing by, but was smashed by the host with a bar stool and turned to block the innermost one. Black hair is young.

Shan Ziwei pushed the pearl milk tea out of the door, and took out the key of the entertainment room with a fire, and inserted it into the door.

"All right!"

The entertainment room was empty and there were no obstacles that could "slide", so the host threw a bar stool at the bar counter followed by a bar stool to slow down the speed of "Milk Tea Simi". When the list Wei shouted well, the high stools around the host were also thrown away. He calmly waited for "Milk Tea Similu" to come over, pick up the lighter found out from the bar, and pick up a wine in the other hand. A splash.

"Uh-"

The exploding flame swept the "Milk Tea Similu", and the black-haired young man took the opportunity to get around.

"fast!"

Shan Ziwei watched nervously at the door, and the instant flame did not cause much damage to "Milk Tea Simi Lu", it quickly turned to chase, while the host took a few steps to pick up the milk tea Simi Dew head.

List Wei almost spit out blood: Do you want to be so casual? There is also a headless corpse chasing a hero behind you!

Soon everyone knew why the host did it, took off the mask, and threw the human head behind the "Milk Tea Simi". It seemed to be a bit impressed with his own head. "Milk Tea Similu" hugged his head for a moment before catching up again.

3 meters, 2 meters, 1 meter-After the host passed, Shan Ziwei closed the door at the fastest speed in his life, and then locked it with a key without delay.

"Click."

The sound of the lock settled the heart of Shan Zi Wei's mad jump, and the palm of a certain idiot holding the key was cold sweat. Just a little bit, really just a little bit, when he just closed, he almost caught the hand of "Milk Tea Similu"!

"嘭, 嘭, 嘭 ..."

There was a sound of smashing the door in the entertainment room. Although the door was locked, everyone felt that it was too unsafe to stay in front of the entertainment room-after all, the other party was still holding an axe. So Shan Ziwei and his party kept returning to the first floor without stopping until the spacious living room was completely relaxed.

"call……"

Shan Ziwei was almost paralyzed sitting on the sofa, and even the strong rose blood was exhausted. Everyone is physically and mentally exhausted until now. This is the first spiritual game. Not to mention the block sp costs seven or seventy-eight, the mental loss alone is difficult to estimate. Only the host who was present was not affected much. His expression, as always, calmly studied the newly obtained Peking Opera mask.

The Peking Opera mask is white in color, with black and red face patterns as the main color, which is obviously a white face. The dark-haired young man looked it up and down like before and put it on.

Shan Zi Wei felt admired. You should know that the mask was just peeled off from a dead man, but the grandfather wore it without change, without hesitation.

It was taken off after seeing the host for a while, and Shan Ziwei came to the conclusion, "Have memories?"

The host nodded and handed over the Peking Opera mask.

Shan Wei put on a Peking Opera mask. Like last time, Shan Ziwei saw a completely different scene through the eyes of the mask.

Into the eyes is a very strange doll, with a white face, red cheeks and mouth, almost like a paper man on the hall, so scared that Shan Wei felt that he really wanted to leave the body. I saw a thin hand holding a writing brush and was carefully drawing eyes for the doll. However, it seemed that the technique was unfamiliar, and the eyes drawn were bigger and smaller, making the doll even more terrible.

The most important thing is that the hand that painted the puppet eyes seems to be Shan Ziwei's "own".

"... Master."

A weak mosquito came from behind Shan Zi Wei. "He" didn't pay any attention. It wasn't until the people behind him called a few more times that he slowly looked back.

A simple-dressed, not-tall boy stood behind Shan Ziwei and saw "he"-or the mask on "his" face. Even if he tried his best to hide it, he could still see that boy's stiffness and dodge.

"Where is Madam calling you?"

Hearing the boy's words, "he" sat for a moment without saying a word, and finally got up.

Seeing the puppet in the hands of "He", the boy drew a little on his face, and seemed to have taken great courage to suggest: "This ... you can put it away, my wife may and will see it again ..."

Although the boy did not finish, his meaning was well conveyed. "He" paused longer before walking slowly to the side cabinet.

Only then did Shan Ziwei find that "He" was in a guest room on the second floor-of course, instead of a headlight hanging at this moment, it was a very ordinary electric lamp.

"He" carefully put the puppet in it, and seemed afraid to destroy it. When the cabinet was closed, Shan Ziwei returned to reality. He glanced at the sp panel, and he dropped the sp again, this time the red peach sp (hi) and plum sp (grief). Coupled with the previously reduced servings, Shan Ziwei found that his red peach sp and plum blossom sp were also at risk.

Red peach sp can find little Gaia, plum sp ... Single Wei Wei to the host, secretly took out "a 孺慕 (passive)" use-anyway the host has used "a 孺慕 (active)" for him, He also took the opportunity to return to sp when the relationship played.

Although this memory killing is short, it contains a lot of information, such as "Master", "Servant" ... and the most important puppet.

Shan Zi Wei thought about and passed the Peking Opera mask to Pearl Milk Tea, and Pearl Milk Tea absently took it. Since the milk tea similu died, the pearl milk tea has been a little bit stingy, but at least she has not broken her heart.

After reading it, Pearl Milk Tea just handed the Peking Opera mask to Qiang Blood and Hyacinth, and unintentionally spoke and participated in the discussion. Without the milk tea sisters reconciling, the dialogue between the boys and the girls seems very rigid and official.

"The clues for the baby are here," said Qianwei Blood. "'Hide and Seek' is still a knife. What time is it?

After playing a "mirror ghost" and another recall kill, Shan Ziwei looked at the floor clock in the living room, which showed: [6:39]

"The kitchen puzzle should be coming soon. Let's go to the kitchen and see."

No objection. The group walked towards the kitchen with some dull footsteps, and as soon as the kitchen door was opened, Shan Wei knew that they had come.

The reason is the black shadow standing in front of the stove.

This black shadow does not seem to be the same as the previous black shadow, the corners of its mouth are down, and his face is sad.

"Hey, hey, it's too late."

After seeing the player, Heiying said a familiar line: "Ah, great. Someone is here. I'm having some trouble. Come and help me."

With the lessons learned, Shan Ziwei and others had to think carefully before taking on the task.

Hei Ying seems to be unable to wait, and throws in a lure for compensation: "As long as you help me, I will give you a gift, whether it is successful or not."

Whether successful or not?

The players glanced at each other. In fact, they had no choice. To get the clearance items, the task in front of them must be done.

Or Qiang Blood stepped forward and asked, "What do we want?"

"Did you see these materials?" Heiying raised a tray with a sad face. "The host wants to eat at 7 o'clock. I didn't have time to make it. Can you help me make a dish for the host?"

A pile of bottles and jars on the pallet, labeled with "water", "acetic acid", "glucose" and so on-these are still good, list Wei looked silently at the other four bottles: "hydrogen", "fluorine "Gas", "sulfur", and "iodine" should be used for experiments rather than cooking.

Hyacinth confirmed again: "No matter what we do, you give us gifts?"

"Well, let's talk. But ..."

The turn made Lister Wei's eyelids jump.

"If the owner is satisfied, it is best."

Black Shadow looked bitter.

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