Thriller Game: Crazy Beauty Abducts Evil God Online

Why is Xiaohua doing this? A dead person is a dead person...

[And who knows what exactly the old man found inside this body?]

This must be the real ghost.

That's right.

Nanxi could clearly see that Xiaohua ran back again after a short while. This time, her age had not changed, but her face had become even paler.

Xiaohua glanced at the old man not far away and grinned.

"Good evening, Xiaohua."

The old man gave a very stiff greeting.

A glint flashed in Xiaohua's eyes, and she smiled, "Hello."

The old man nodded, then dragged his stiff body forward, the broken bones visible under his skin.

He remained expressionless, slowly making his way back into the room.

Song Miaomiao felt a chill in her heart and took a tiny step back. Her foot stepped on something and made a crisp sound.

"Click."

This sound attracted Xiaohua's attention. Xiaohua's face immediately turned extremely gloomy, with a hint of ruthlessness, as she looked at Song Miaomiao: "You didn't see anything just now, did you?"

Nothing actually happened.

After all, the old man is still alive and well, and he has never killed anyone, right?

Song Miaomiao nodded silently, but inside she felt an indescribable fear.

Xiao Hua turned to look at Nanxi next to her again. Before she could speak, her expression became increasingly complicated.

If it weren't for Nanxi sending me to the main hall, I wouldn't be alive and well right now, but...

"I'm going to go to bed."

Before Xiaohua could speak, Nanxi took the initiative to speak, still looking like she didn't care about anything, and turned around and went straight back into her room.

Xiaohua ultimately didn't say anything.

As it got a little darker, everyone gradually returned, and they accepted the advice on the note, returning to their rooms to rest at eight o'clock in the evening.

"Sister Nan."

When Passerby A returned, he looked pale and strange. He seemed to want to say something to Nanxi, but didn't know how.

"What's wrong?"

The expression on the passerby's face was so obvious that Nanxi took the initiative to ask.

This question immediately gave the passerby an opening to speak.

"Ahhh, Sister Nan, you have no idea what I saw when I went out to investigate! There was a quiet little house, and the monks inside seemed really strange!"

Passerby A recalled the scene he had witnessed, feeling as if his head was about to explode: "There was a pregnant monk, a monk with an arm growing out of his head, and another person whose body was covered in festering sores... There wasn't a single normal person in the entire courtyard. But then I remembered, there was one person who looked both old and young, and I felt he looked somewhat similar to that old lady with the little flower."

I was there, and I can testify that the scene was truly disgusting.

Thinking back on it now... makes me want to throw up.

【Ahhhh, I'm so guilty!】

Although there wasn't any overt fear in this place, the creepy atmosphere was chilling, and I was genuinely starting to lose my nerve.

[It's not just you, it's me too...]

"Could it be that those people became like this because someone made a wish?"

Passerby A wasn't stupid; in fact, she was quite clever, and an idea quickly formed in her mind.

"It's possible."

Nanxi then told Passerby A about what she had done during the day.

After hearing what had happened, the passerby's expression immediately turned strange.

"So, the monks I met were actually the products of the wishes made by those big clients?"

Thinking about this, she felt goosebumps rising all over her body.

Passerby A lay on the bed: "This Jing Shui Ancient Temple is really strange. There are still no clues about the dungeon quest, but it hasn't been quiet for a single day..."

As the two were talking, they suddenly heard an extremely loud noise from outside.

"Thump!"

It sounded like a giant drumstick striking the ground, a volume loud enough for everyone around to hear clearly.

Then came a scream.

"Oh my god, the old man ran himself into a tree and died!"

It wasn't even eight o'clock yet when the two of them went outside together and saw an old man who had crashed into a tree and died.

The old man remained in that same state, his arms and neck bones broken, his eyes wide open, staring at everyone with unseeing disbelief.

The person who just screamed was Wu San.

Upon seeing this scene outside the window, the first person to rush out was...

Why would an old man commit suicide?

Wu San rushed over, "What happened to the bones in my arm and neck?"

Although he knew the old man had done bad things, he was still an important NPC, and he still needed to find out how the old man died.

Otherwise, it's very likely that you'll be the next one to die like that.

"This isn't a normal death," said the passerby after only a glance. "His physical condition suggests he was already dead."

I just don't know why it's been dragged on until now, and why it's turned out like this.

But soon, Passerby A remembered what Nanxi had said, and finally his gaze slowly fell on Xiaohua next to him.

Xiaohua was shrouded in a gloomy aura. Before anyone could speak, she said coldly, "It's almost eight o'clock. I'm going back to sleep."

The remaining players looked at each other in bewilderment.

"I think we should cooperate in this instance," Song Miaomiao said proactively.

Although everyone had mentioned cooperation before,

Each of them is quite capable.

Apart from people like Passerby A and Nanxi who quickly formed groups, almost everyone else worked alone and didn't share the information they had.

Because they are all strong individuals, they do not employ those despicable tactics, and thus prefer to work alone.

However, based on Song Miaomiao's assessment of the current situation, if everyone continues to act independently like this, things might really come to a head.

Song Miaomiao glanced at Nanxi: "Are you willing to be the team leader?"

Logically and emotionally, Nanxi is the strongest.

Passerby A was the first to raise his hand in agreement.

In her eyes, the only person qualified to be the team leader was probably Nanxi.

Sun Bai glanced at Nanxi, then nodded without saying anything.

As for Wu San, he naturally nodded in agreement.

Nanxi became the team leader out of nowhere. She blinked and uttered her first words as the team leader: "Then everyone should go back to their rooms and rest. Tonight... don't sleep too soundly."

This statement is quite profound.

Everyone returned to their respective rooms, and after eight o'clock, the lights in each room were turned off.

late at night.

Passerby A suddenly felt a bone-chilling cold.

The only light in the room was a white candle burning on the table. A gentle breeze blew, and the candlelight flickered, casting a dark shadow on the window.

It was an extremely thin figure, shrouded in a black aura. The figure wore a temple monk's robe, and its eyes were just even darker black holes.

Sudden.

Their eyes seemed to meet.

The black figure slowly parted its lips into a smile.

Not good!

Passerby A felt his whole body stiffen and he was unable to move.

The next second, the dark figure appeared in the room and stood in front of Passerby A.

"You...you saw me..."