Xuanmen boss is stuck in the horror game BUG

Chapter 6 The Ghost in the Closet

【2023年2月20日23点17分，星期一，天气晴】

Snake Eyes countdown reduced to 12 minutes and 31 seconds.

"You shouldn't follow me," Yan Lan turned off her phone and looked at the doctor beside her, "Following me is more likely to cause accidents."

"I'm the only one left in a team of three. It's normal to be in a team with you."

Fang Shu was rummaging for something, his voice was vague, "And this place is prone to accidents, I will take care of myself."

Yan Lan was noncommittal.

"Don't worry, even if I die, you won't be affected by karma, after all, I did it voluntarily."

Fang Shu flipped through the pockets of his trousers.

He took out a medical mask, some mints, a sealed scalpel, and even a bunch of keys, and finally found a pack of shoe covers:
"Here, if there's glass shards or something on the ground, your bare feet will hurt...why are you looking at me in such shock?"

Yan Lan was suspicious: "How many things did you bring?"

"No, that's all." Fang Shu couldn't laugh or cry, "It's all necessary to enter the operating room. I really just stuffed it in case of accidents!"

Yan Lan was dubious, bent over to tie the shoe cover:

"By the way, what did you say before you left?"

Fang Shu caught up from behind, and he was still talking to other players when Yan Lan set off.

"It's nothing," Fang Shu smiled, "I just told them to protect the snake ring, damage may shorten the time, and I wish good luck at the end."

"Oh," Yan Lan said casually, "You have such a good temper."

Her words were sudden, but she was right.

"Is there? But my colleagues always say that I have no temper."

Fang Shu laughed, thought for a while and asked, "Why did you choose the Dragon God Incense Case?"

"Look at the deed."

Yan Lan went up the steps, opened the bead curtain that was knotted with cobwebs, and looked at the ashes-fallen incense table in the hall.

The statue enshrined in the alcove in front of the case was covered with a red cloth, the incense burner on the case was tilted, and the incense ash was sprinkled on the rotten and smelly fruit cores. The two futons in front of the case were already filthy.

At the back of the shrine is a black cabinet as tall as a person, old and red.

Nine red pillars carved with strange patterns stand everywhere in the hall, and the conch-shaped colored lights on the top of the hall flicker frequently due to poor contact.

It was as if he was holding his last breath, not knowing when he would die.

"I thought the Dragon God Incense Case enshrined in Kowloon Amusement Park was nine dragon gods, but there was only one."

Fang Shu looked at the shrine, put his palms together and was about to worship:

"You have to call someone when you enter a house, and you have to worship a god when you enter a temple. This is polite—it's disturbing."

"The statue has been covered with a red cloth and cannot be seen."

Yan Lan clasped his shoulders, forcing Fang Shu to straighten up, with a low and peaceful voice:
"This place is not right. If you pray to the evil god again, you may die."

Fang Shu was terrified by these words, and nodded slightly with a sullen face.

Yan Lan stepped into the hall, looked at the shrine covered by the red cloth for a few seconds, and reached out to lift the incense burner on the desk.

[What are you doing, isn't it saying you can't worship? ]
[Didn't she say she was looking for incense?The possibility of normal incense ash cannot be ruled out. I guess I want to see if the system prompt can be triggered. ]
[Just came in, this newcomer is quite cautious. ]
There is no beep.

Yan Lan twirled the incense ash, and looked at the half-hollow black cabinet beside her.

It looks like something is posted on it.

"Suppression Talisman?"

Bypassing the alchemy of checking the red pillars, Yan Lan looked at the old yellow talisman in front of the cabinet, looked up into the cabinet——

Some damaged scientific instruments, dilapidated scriptures, and two yellow books of ritual affairs.

"Yellow Book of Legal Affairs, Suppressing Evil Talisman."

Yan Lan glanced at the shrine covered by the red cloth, and laughed softly, "This game is really fair... It seems that I have to reveal it today."

[What do you mean the game is fair?What is this man trying to do? ]
As soon as the bullet screen flashed, Yan Lan on the screen pinched the upper corner of the yellow talisman and immediately peeled it off.

The black cabinet in front of him shook violently, opened the cabinet door with a "bang", and sucked Yan Lan in!

"Sister Lan!"

Fang Shu's complexion suddenly changed and he blurted out, the door of the cabinet was closed with a "bang", and the wind blew up dust.

The red cloth covered with cobwebs was blown down silently by the wind, and the statue under the shrine slowly revealed its true appearance:

The head is divided into nine heads, the two in the middle are clearly male and female, smiling strangely, the other seven are hideous gray and white, and they cannot see clearly.

Each of the nine dragon heads is dyed with two red pupils, turning the pupils silently.

He looked at the unsuspecting alchemy in front of the black cabinet.

"What kind of broken structure is this cabinet? It is still hollowed out from the outside. Where is it swallowing people?"

Fang Shu couldn't open the cupboard door even after exhausting his breastfeeding energy, and scratched his messy hair irritably:
"Don't stimulate her nerves, I haven't read the medical records yet..."

[I'm still worried about others, little doctor, you will suffer too]
[I really liked this fresh and uninhibited little handsome guy, alas, what a pity... I have read the strategy of this level, this is not the way to play, he is going to die. ]
A sticky squirming sound came from behind.

Fang Shu's heart skipped a beat, and he turned around and slammed into scarlet eyes.

The nine-headed evil dragon clinging to the altar grinned at him, salivating greedily.

……

The cabinet door is closed.

Yan Lan stabilized her figure and landed, laughing nostalgicly:
"*really pulled into 'Nightmare'."

The domain woven and controlled by evil spirits is named [Nightmare], which can trap prey like a bag, strengthen its own strength, and weaken the prey's ability.

Ways of weakening include but are not limited to imposing illusion, poison, formations on the prey, and five-element attacks in the control field. The stronger the [Nightmare] formed by the evil, the harder it is to break through, and the larger the scope involved.

"It smells so bloody."

She couldn't see her fingers when she stretched her hands around, Yan Lan rubbed her forehead, her temples throbbed:

"I knew I'd need a mask with that little doctor, but he's not very safe right now, so he needs to get out as soon as possible."

There are three ways to break Nightmare.

One is to run away before the domain is formed, 36 counts is the best plan; the other is to use magic spells, talismans, etc. internally or externally to directly tear up this layer of domain after the nightmare is formed.

The last thing is to let the evil spirits of Weaving Nightmare release the domain, which includes voluntary and involuntary release scenarios such as trading, education, and violent killing.

In the past, Yanlan liked to use the second type.

Things that can be solved in two seconds won't waste time going around in circles, but now her magic veins are broken and she can't use spells, and she can't even draw talismans.

"If it wasn't for the broken dharma vein, who would care about this broken talisman?"

Yan Lan sighed, put away the evil spirit talisman: "The ones I draw are better than this one."

After she finished speaking, she turned on the light of the mobile phone and illuminated the surroundings——

A few puddles of sticky brown unknown matter were smeared around the cabinet, mixed with long black hair, an uneven layer of yellow-white meat fat and fresh blood clots.

The edges and corners of the black cabinet were damaged, exposing the supporting skull and spine. The blue and red blood vessels on the top of the cabinet were painted in strange patterns, like a distorted human face.

"Oh, it turns out that the cabinet is made of human skin, human bones and fat. No wonder it smells so bad."

Yan Lan bent her lips, and said in a soft voice, "You are so brave, you dare to hide 'Yan' in the cabinet where the instruments and instruments are kept."

The rustling sound approached, like the shade of a snake spitting out a letter.

Yan Lan unhurriedly turned on the front camera.

The screen of the mobile phone was blurry, and she was vaguely shown, as well as the extra figure behind and above.

The blood-stained long hair hung down silently, and the woman's face, which had been stitched together indiscriminately, turned around with a "click".

Maliciousness drenched the black pupils, and the lips that were slit in half slowly grinned.

[—Guess who's behind you? ]
(End of this chapter)