I play the horror world as a development game!

The quiet campus is filled with a decay atmosphere, as if it has been abandoned for a long time, and the sound of books is clearly loud during the day.

In the dead campus, the gradually bright moonlight was spread. In the center, the weathered stone statue was covered by shadows, as if a little giant was sitting cross-legged there.

"The school at night has no significant change except for being a little more gloomy." Qin Nuo looked at the watch. It was two o'clock in the middle of the night, and he came half an hour in advance to be able to move around more places.

In the corridor of the teaching building, the moonlight could not penetrate. At first glance, it was pitch black. Qin Nuo walked around the corridor with a flashlight.

The dazzling light column swept between the doors and windows of the classroom. The terrifying atmosphere did not affect Qin Nuo's mood. His mind was full of questions that could be thought of.

"The clue says that there will be abnormal noises in some corners at night, but I have been walking for so long and I haven't heard anything except my own footsteps."

"Or it is necessary to appear after 2:30 in the morning? Most of the people who heard the abnormal noise were ghosts. Could it be that ghosts were just clocking in and going to night shifts on time?"

While thinking about it, Qin Nuo suddenly stopped and the beam of light shot out from his hand stayed in the corridor in front of him.

There is a seat there, and a puppet doll is placed on it.

The doll was tied with a short ponytail, wearing a yellow and pink dress, and sat upright on the chair, obviously put on it, with obvious cracks on the wooden head.

Her mouth and jaw seemed to be knocked, and her face was covered with exaggerated makeup. Her makeup skills were very poor, which made the puppet's face even more terrifying.

Late at night, in such a terrifying ghost school atmosphere, seeing such a terrifying puppet doll makes people think of various horror movie plots that will happen next.

The light shone on the puppet doll, and Qin Nuo also made up for it. Then he turned his wooden head and stared at the scene of his smile.

Disappointed that it just sat there, motionless.

"Which naughty little devil was put in the corridor to scare people?"

Qin Nuo walked over and looked at the puppet doll carefully, but there was nothing special about it.

Then he ignored it and left with a flashlight.

As Qin Nuo left, the corridor was swallowed up by the darkness again.

The dark clouds blocking the full moon passed through the night sky, and the faint moonlight shone down again, and the darkness in the corridor was gradually driven away.

In a classroom, a light man the size of a palm flew out of the window and rushed quickly on the puppet doll in the corridor.

Click.

A few seconds later, a crisp sound echoed in the corridor, the sound of wood colliding.

The connection part of the broken puppet doll's body sounded, and the wooden head twisted little by little, looking in the direction where Qin Nuo left...

...

At this time, Qin Nuo came to another corridor, the corridor of the comprehensive building.

The comprehensive building is a classroom for practical courses, with many debris piled up in the classroom and even in the corridor.

Some skeleton molds were scattered in the miscellaneous objects, stimulating people's eyes like piles of corpses.

The flashlight shone into the classroom, and several black shadows stood there, as if facing Qin Nuo. When the lights were illuminated, they found that they were just a few human models.

"It's simply an excellent filming location for the movie. There is no need to deliberately use the camera and background music to create a horror atmosphere. When people go to that stop, everything will be rendered in place."

Qin Nuo is used to these veteran players, and there is no word such as horror in the dictionary.

He thought he might not have reached that level, but the things in front of him were really dull.

"I smelled a familiar smell." The blood-eyed ghost suddenly spoke.

"What a familiar smell."

"curse."

"Another curse?" Qin Nuo's eyes flashed. Cursing these things was a headache. They were invisible and the most terrifying.

Qin Nuo took out a pack of cigarettes.

Of course it was Mr. Constantine's cigarette.

In addition to pulling the soul back from hell, this ghost also has a certain immune curse. The premonition of the curse approaching, of course, is only targeted at some simple curses.

This is a ghost that stands opposite the curse.

Light the cigarette, put it in the corner of your mouth, without sucking in, the flames burn the tobacco, and the curling of dust of dust lingered out.

"Cigarettes can relieve the tension, the tense nerves, and make people feel inexplicably at ease. I have to say that it is a good thing, so it's okay to have two mouthfuls."

Qin Nuo is not addicted to smoking, and he is the kind of smoker who wants to smoke. Usually when he is in a bad mood.

Looking at the time, there are about fifteen minutes left, it is 2:30 in the morning.

Qin Nuo did not plan to stay and walked back, but at this moment, some noises suddenly heard in his ears.

"It seems... the radio sound?"

At this time, who is playing songs at school without any trouble?

Qin Nuo walked along the source of sound.

As we walked, the singing became clearer and clearer.

The singing came from the fourth floor on the top floor. When Qin Nuo went up to the fourth floor, his eyebrows suddenly stirred.

The cigarette in his mouth suddenly accelerated its combustion!

He didn't suck at all.

On the corridor, as Qin Nuo stepped forward step by step, Constantine's cigarette was like being sucked by a hairdryer, burning rapidly!

The ashes kept falling, and the tobacco continued to turn into ashes in the flames.

In just less than half a minute, the cigarette burned to the end!

Qin Nuo looked at the fireworks on the ground and then in front of him, his face couldn't help but condense: "The smell of curse is so strong?"

"Didn't it be said that there will be movement at half past two?"

The source of the sound came from the room at the end. Qin Nuo put his hand on the door handle, hesitated for a moment, and pushed open the door.

The interior space is very large, with two classrooms connected together, and seats are lined up from bottom to top, and at the end is a stage with bright lights.

Several students were playing sketches on the stage.

The students were all around eleven or twelve years old, but when they performed, they were quite good and very dedicated, and treated Qin Nuo as air.

"The source of the curse?" Qin Nuo asked.

"No, it's just a target being cursed." said the Blood-Eyed Ghost.

Qin Nuo blinked, walked down, and sat down in the front seat.

There were three children on the stage, walking back and forth, with a faint makeup on their faces.

Aside, there is a radio playing a comfortable background music, and the tune is very simple.

The three children were all very devoted, but soon there seemed to be a conflict and a quarrel.

The youngest child in blue looked very aggrieved and complained loudly: "Why do I play the horse for you to ride every time? I won't play it anymore! Unless you also act like a horse for me to ride it once!"

The other two children, one man and one woman, are obviously one or two years older than the child in blue.

The girl in red crossed her hands and looked like a big sister: "Who made you act so badly? Don't be picky, we'll bring you to act, it's already very good."

"It's good to be a horse, and it also tests acting skills. I think it's so good to play a beast!" The fat boy laughed loudly.

The boy who screamed and changed his face was so angry that he threw his head hood to the ground, and blushed: "I won't act anymore, whoever loves to act! Woooo, it's so bullying!"

The eldest sister glared at the boy in yellow, turned her head and said comfortingly: "Stop crying, wait for you to play dad, I will play mom, and Dafu will play the one riding."

"One is missing, who will play the role of my son?"

"It's Asian man, that guy doesn't know where he went."

The eldest sister looked around, her face full of helplessness.

Only then did they notice that there was an audience sitting in the audience.

"Is he an adult, teacher?" Dafu asked in a low voice.

Qin Nuo smiled and said, "I am a teacher. Which class are you from? The performance is very good."

This is true. They are all children, but they don’t feel like playing house when performing sketches. The control of expressions and the moving voice are all very appropriate.

It can be seen that he has a good acting skills.

"Teacher, we are from Class 1, Class 6, Grade 1!" The three children smiled, and when they heard the praise, they grinned.

Class 1, Grade 6?

Qin Nuoxin said that this is the class he taught, why don’t you have any impression of these little guys?

"Teacher, we still lack a role here. Are you interested?" The eldest sister asked with a smile, and she had a little tiger teeth. She smiled cutely and had a playful smile.

Qin Nuo shook his head: "It's good to see the teacher. Isn't it better to have an audience for you to perform?

The three children were about to talk, but the classroom door on one side suddenly opened. A child with messy hair, dirty clothes and snot ran in.

"Everyone has been waiting for a long time. My stomach hurts. I went to the toilet. The anus that I pulled was so painful. I wiped my butt and ran over immediately!" The child spoke with a rustic smell. While he said, he also wiped it.

He rubbed his nose onto his clothes, revealing his uneven teeth and laughed.

He looked stupid, and Qin Nuo felt that the name Goudan was very suitable for him.

The three children had obvious dislike the little boy. The eldest sister looked at the door, frowned and said, "Atu, your acting skills are too poor. Didn't you tell you not to come?"

"We are looking for Asian men."

"That's right, you're so sloppy, and you'll be able to get your performances affected. You'd better go back."

A few children speak without any hesitation, saying whatever they have, and don’t care what they think about vomiting.

A Tu scratched his head, and there was no depressed look on his face, and he said, "He can't come if he has something to do, so I'm here to replace him!"

"Don't worry, I will definitely try my best to act, it will definitely not be worse than the Asian man."

The three children looked at each other, and there was no way, so they could only let him replace the role of Asian man first.

"You sit down in the audience first, and when you have your scenes, you will come on stage."

"Don't mess it up, otherwise we will beat you to death!"

A Tu seemed very happy and obediently went downstairs to sit down.

The eldest sister looked at Qin Nuo and smiled and said, "Teacher, look at our performance, and give us a score later to see who performed the best!"

Qin Nuo smiled and said, "Yes."

At nearly two in the morning, I ran to a stage room at the ghost school to watch a few ghosts perform.

Weird time, weird people, weird things.

Everything seemed to be arranged in advance.

Where did these little ghosts come out? Why did they appear here in the middle of the night?

Are the goals guided by the main thread clues?

All kinds of doubts are like a layer of black fog covering it, making people unable to reveal it.

What Qin Nuo can do is to follow the wishes of these little guys, and he will definitely find something.

A Tu got off the stage, sat next to Qin Nuo, chuckled at him, and sucked the snot to his mouth: "Teacher, are you here specifically to watch our performance?"

Qin Nuo did not answer directly, but asked: "Why are you calling it A Tu?"

"My father gave me it. He is not well educated. There are a few older brothers in the family who want to ask for a girl, but I was still a boy after giving birth to me. I was very disappointed."

"The day my mother gave birth to me, she was still digging sweet potatoes. I fell directly into the soil, and my father casually named me Atu."

Qin Nuo nodded thoughtfully.

"Why didn't that girl named Ya Nan come?" Qin Nuo asked.

"Teacher, Yanan is a boy. He seems to have something to do at home, so he let me come, otherwise I won't be able to go on stage." A Tu said happily.

At this time, the performance on the stage was nearly halfway through. Ah Gai made gestures to A Tu, and A Tu hurriedly went to the stage.

Qin Nuo also began to focus all his attention on a few little ghosts.

What surprised him was that the content of the sketch was very adult and was a family full of conflicts. Parents had fierce quarrels due to third parties, which made the happy family an exception.

Four little ghosts play one play.

There was only Qin Nuo in the audience, and they all performed very hard.

What Qin Nuo even unexpected was that the A Tu child was dressed in a sloppy manner and looked not very smart. However, he performed very vividly and had few scenes, but he could already crush the other three children.

The talent for performance is visible to the naked eye.

The performance ended soon, Qin Nuo clapped his palms, and several little kids couldn't wait to ask: "Teacher, how are we acting? Who is the best?"

"Everyone is excellent, but if you want to say the best, he will." Qin Nuo pointed at A Tu.

When A Tu heard this, he jumped happily and said proudly: "Look, my acting skills are not worse than those of the Asian man at all. The teacher said that I acted the best!"

"You still can't say that I'm acting bad anymore!"

The three little ghosts were obviously unhappy, stared at Qin Nuo, and said with a lip: "Teacher, you have such a poor eye. How can we be worse than A Tu?"

"That's right, I'm so eye-free!"

Qin Nuo smiled and said, "Everyone has a different view. I just commented based on my own feelings. It doesn't mean that you are worse than A Tu."

"It's just that I think so."

Qin Nuo felt that he was very tactful, but when these three little guys heard this, their faces became darker.

The dense corpse spots spread on their faces, and the ghost spirit spread on their bodies.

It seems that saying that A Tu's acting skills are better than them is a great shame.

The eldest sister's skirt turned extremely charming and blood-red. She tilted her head and showed a smile with tiger teeth, but this time she was no longer playful and cute, and she was a little more terrifying and dangerous.

"Teacher, we still lack a corpse performer here, why don't you come?"

"We think you are quite suitable!"