Horror Recovery: SS-Class Drunk Ghost Bride At The Start

Before Su Bei could come up with an excuse, the doorbell rang.

"Ding dong!"

Who is ringing the doorbell?

Su Bei moved cautiously, walked behind the door and looked out through the cat's eyes.

A white-haired old woman with a hunched figure stood at the door.

He lowered his head, unable to see his face.

"Cough cough!"

The old grandmother seemed to be in poor health, and she almost coughed out her lungs with successive coughs.

Su Bei held his breath.

He put his hand on the doorknob, but never opened the door.

See no response.

Grandma raised her head and brought her face up, squinting to look in through the cat's eyes.

Seems to know someone is inside.

"Azai, are you at home? I cooked more ribs today, do you want to come and eat together?"

A terrifying cat face magnified in Su Bei's field of vision.

The old lady had dark fur on her wrinkled face, and her nose was narrow and short.

Su Bei moved his eyes away from the cat's eyes to avoid meeting it.

The cat-faced grandma who warmheartedly likes to invite people to dinner seems to be her neighbor.

Su Bei also remembered the fifth item on the note, "It's better to refuse the neighbor's invitation unless you can't refuse."

He wanted to remain silent and not answer, pretending that there was no one at home.

Suddenly, Su Bei chewed this sentence over and over again, and thought of a question.

"The best way is to say no, then yes or no answer is not a good way to deal with it."

If this statement is true, it means that the best option is a straightforward refusal.

Some people think that silence is also a kind of rejection, but Wraith 09 may not think so.

Thinking of this, Su Bei refused directly: "I don't eat it, my stomach is uncomfortable."

When the cat-faced grandma heard the words, she nodded and turned around and left.

Su Bei breathed a sigh of relief, and seemed to be doing the right thing.

But he didn't think it was that simple.

Because the note still says the situation when it can't be rejected.

This may mean that the cat-faced grandma will become more and more terrifying over time, until the player can't refuse it.

And on the other side.

Wancheng Kangping was not so lucky, as the seed player of Sakura Country second to Jiutun.

He is strong, though reckless.

But at the moment when the seed players of the Sakura Country are collectively destroyed.

The taller man in the dwarf, he has been regarded as the last hope of the Sakura Kingdom.

Wan Cheng Kangping is going to fail again, and there will be few players in the Sakura Country who can advance to the top 100.

At that time, as soon as the rookie competition is over, the cherry blossom country will definitely recover spiritually, and it will still be the kind with extremely high intensity.

Wan Chengkangping just finished the off-site help call.

After the analysis of the Sakura Country Think Tank, he got a clue.

Neighbors also appeared in his note.

But what he wrote in his note was that he could not refuse the neighbor's invitation.

The think tanks told him that the so-called neighbor was most likely a wraith.

"The hint that you can't refuse your neighbor's invitation is likely to be a trap."

Later, Wancheng Kangping also heard the doorbell.

"Ding dong!"

Looking through the cat's eyes, it was the old grandma who had found Su Bei not long ago.

"Azai, are you at home? I cooked more ribs today, do you want to come and eat together?"

Wan Cheng Kangping was taken aback when he saw that grandma had an old cat face.

What the experts said is true, this neighbor is indeed a wraith!

Wancheng Kangping's heart was beating wildly.

He quickly held his breath and didn't make a sound.

As long as I don't respond, it's considered a rejection.

This grandma should be leaving soon.

After a while, it was really silent outside the door.

Wan Chengkang calmed down and looked out through the cat's eyes again boldly.

A bloodshot eye stuck to the cat's eye.

"I see you!"

A shrill cry rang out.

The eyes disappeared, and the next moment, a pair of thin hands grabbed Wancheng Kangping from behind.

Grandma appeared in the house at an unknown time, and a kind voice sounded behind him.

"Since you didn't reject me, let's have pork rib soup with me."

"To die, to die!"

Under extreme fear, Wancheng Kangping's anger was ignited instead.

He irritably took out a butterfly knife and stabbed the cat-faced grandma like crazy.

After a while, the cat-faced grandma fell in a pool of blood.

Looking at Grandma's face again, she was no different from an ordinary old man.

Wan Cheng Kangping wiped the blood from his face and took a deep breath.

"What's the matter with me, the resentful spirit is nothing more than that, stabbed to death with a few knives."

Before Wan Chengkang could calm down, a young voice came from outside the door again.

"Excuse me, have you seen my grandma?"

A little boy pinched the corner of his clothes and asked nervously.

The face is covered with thick cat hair.

It seems to be the grandson of the cat-faced grandma.

Wancheng Kangping saw a child across the door, his eyes stern.

Killing one is killing, killing two is also killing!

In the Cherry Blossom Country next door, the public saw Wan Cheng Kangping's brutal performance.

On the contrary, the group cheered, and the atmosphere in the live broadcast room was extraordinarily warm.

"Kang Ping-kun is brave and unparalleled, and even dares to kill resentful spirits."

"Haha, if I were a resentful spirit, I would also be afraid of Kang Ping-jun."

"Players from other countries, who can be so brave, this is the spirit of Bushido, call a nuclear man!"

When the people praised Wan Cheng Kangping's bravery, the senior players looked solemn.

Expert think tanks sighed.

"Wancheng Kangping has fallen into the rules of resentment, and he hasn't noticed it yet."

"How can the resentful spirit be so easy to kill, we clearly told him not to force it."

"Wancheng Kangping was too careless, and then he gave up on himself."

"Alas, if Jiu Tun was not killed by Su Bei, and too many potential seeds died in the promotion and knockout rounds, how could we have placed our hopes on this reckless man."

"Sakura Kingdom is coming to an end, the reality is supernaturally revived, potential new players have no chance of death or injury, and there is a fault in the player, and I don't know how many years it will take to recover."

in the wailing of reality.

Wan Cheng Kangping, who killed the red eye, finally realized that something was wrong.

The blood splattered on his face was itchy.

He came to the mirror and saw folds and wrinkles on his face.

Aged by several decades in an instant, he covered his face in disbelief, but cat hairs grew out of his pores.

In his terrified sight, his appearance in the mirror was turning into a cat-faced grandma.

As the appearance and the cat-faced grandma are more and more similar.

Wancheng Kangping had not had time to abstain from quitting, and his sanity was replaced by grandma.

The new cat-faced grandma left the room, and the doorbell rang again.

The cherry blossom country is silent, and the whole country is bleak.

Not even the last player.

It is conceivable that the suicide rate of Sakura Country will soar in the future.

In July, the festival of the half-dead, because the gate of ghosts is opened, the ghosts return to the world.

It is also a festival for the living, where shoufa skirts 766018320 treat ancestors and dead relatives with sumptuous food.

Su Bei figured it out.

On the note, the Wraith misled him that this was just a festival for the dead.

The intention was for him to spend the day as an ordinary day.

Su Bei would be the "misfit" who ruined the spirits' festive atmosphere.

Because July and a half can be a rule quirk in itself!

If you dare to miss the festival, you will be killed, and if you don't follow the festival rules, you will die!

If that's the case, then he would go the opposite way and liven up the July and a half as a normal festival.

Su Bei thought about what to do during a normal holiday.

Clean up, put on new clothes, eat delicious food...

After planning the process, he picked up the broom to clean, then picked up the mop and mopped it again.

He pulled out a small lantern and hung it in a box. The cardboard box was labeled "Festival Only".

Su Bei pondered, could it be that "mother" prepared it in advance for July and a half.

Finally Su Bei took a shower and changed into clean clothes.

Remove the dumplings from the freezer compartment of the refrigerator and cook the steaming dumplings.

After all this was done, it was getting dark.

"Clap!"

The sound of something falling to the ground.

Su Bei walked to the living room and took a look.

A wooden sign beside the table fell to the ground.

"Where did the wooden sign come from?"

Su Bei was a little strange, and just cleaned the room.

Make sure you didn't see this wooden sign just now.

Going forward and holding up the wooden sign, Su Bei was stunned when he saw the front of the wooden sign.

On the front of the wooden sign is a black and white photo of an old man.

With a dead face, his eyes seemed to be staring straight at Su Bei.

This is a tablet.

Under the black and white photo is written in large letters.

"Test Duke Su first..."

The writing on the back is worn.

Combining the information on the note, it is not difficult for Su Bei to guess that this is the tablet of his "grandfather".

So now is the grandfather coming back to spend the holiday with the good grandson?

If the environment were changed, Su Bei might not have been moved to tears.

But now, like the audience in front of the screen, he just feels infiltrative.

Following the instructions on the note, he first put the tablet back on the table, and then found a red cloth to cover the black and white images.

It's not so scary if you can't see the face.

"Grandpa, eat and drink well, don't come to me in the middle of the night."

Su Bei lit the incense and bowed three times, then solemnly placed the incense in front of the tablet.

The seventh tip said that when you are in danger, you can put your grandfather's tablet behind the door.

A crisis can be avoided at a critical time.

It is the grandson who sells the grandfather, which is a bit of a filial piety.

Under the red cloth, the corner of the grandfather's mouth in the photo was slightly raised.

After midnight tonight, it will be half of July.

According to tradition, the gates of hell are wide open.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.