Thriller Game: Crazy Beauty Abducts Evil God Online

I sensed something was wrong.

The village chief's sinister manner of speaking suggests something ominous is about to happen.

[I find this a bit odd. The streamer's identity is that of an adventurer, so why is their mission to find the truth behind the crying?]

There's definitely something wrong here.

This is a three-star dungeon after all; it's definitely not easy.

"right!"

Zhang Biao readily agreed: "We'll stay here!"

The two people next to him nodded in agreement.

The village chief pursed his thin, wrinkled lips and looked them over with a sinister gaze. Nanxi wondered if it was just her imagination, but she felt that the village chief's gaze lingered more on the girl.

But soon.

The village chief looked away, returning to his normal demeanor: "Alright...alright, alright, since you like our Anning Village so much, we're already very satisfied. Not only will we not charge you for accommodation, but we'll also provide you with free lodging and even find someone to cook for you."

The conditions are even a little too good.

"Yay!"

Zhang Biao was overjoyed.

Gao Ting raised her chin dismissively: "It seems that what those posts said is not true at all."

You see, they don't need to pay.

"What if it's true, and it's just that a few of us are special?" Zhu Junwen shamelessly asked.

The two exchanged a glance and couldn't help but feel smug.

The other players: "..."

"These three people definitely aren't players, right? It's rare for a player to be this stupid to have survived this long," Li An couldn't help but complain.

There are just too many flaws in this.

I don't know where to begin with the cursing.

Nanxi: "Don't underestimate them. These kinds of people usually die the fastest, but they can help us find out a lot of information."

Li An: "..."

As expected, Nanxi is more ruthless.

[Hahaha, Nanxi's words make so much sense.]

[In that case, having these cannon fodder NPCs is actually quite good; otherwise, players would have to explore all the pitfalls themselves.]

[Shocking! Is this why there are only five players out of eight in the dungeon?]

Okay, okay...

"Then come with me..."

The village chief spoke softly, then walked ahead with his hands behind his back, leading the way for everyone.

The other burly villagers exchanged glances and dispersed, leaving only two or three people at the back of the group.

The moon hung high in the sky, piercing through the clouds and falling to the ground, and the people moved about by its light.

"Although we don't charge you for lodging or food, you must remember our village's rules. Otherwise, if anything happens to you... we will not be responsible."

The village chief spoke slowly, seemingly alluding to something.

Zhang Biao had already agreed: "Don't worry, we'll take full responsibility for everything. You have nothing to do with anything!"

He even felt a great sense of excitement.

I was worried that we might have come to the wrong village, but hearing the village chief say that there must be something here, and we'll be able to film it!

Maybe my post will go viral?

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao's blood boiled. If he remembered correctly, according to the next development of that post, they should be taken to a house.

"This is where you live." As soon as the village chief stopped walking, Zhang Biao couldn't help but take out his phone to record.

It was an old, quaint house, just like any other house in the village, nothing special.

It was dark, and the two red lanterns hanging high at the entrance looked somewhat eerie under the moonlight.

"Great, this is exactly the effect I wanted!"

Zhang Biao laughed and volunteered to rush forward, holding up his phone to record a video, as he was about to push open the door.

"boom!"

The door was pushed open, and facing the entrance was an old portrait. The woman in the portrait was dressed in tattered clothes, with a thin face, prominent cheekbones, and deeply sunken eyes, seemingly glaring at the person in front of her with deep hatred.

Not to mention, in front of that portrait, there was actually an incense burner with three sticks of incense sticks stuck in it...

Looking at the portrait, Zhang Biao felt that the woman in the painting had a hideous and terrifying smile, her eyes were fixed on him, half of her body was leaning out of the canvas, and her hands were gripping his neck...

"Aaaaaah!"

Zhang Biao stumbled back more than ten steps, dropping his phone to the ground. Pointing at the portrait, he stammered, "This, did you guys see this just now? This...this..."

"What's wrong with you?"

The village chief, who happened to be standing behind him, smiled kindly.

Zhang Biao finally found the strength to speak and shouted, "How come there's a moving female ghost at the door!"

Upon hearing this, the village chief and the two burly villagers' faces immediately darkened.

The village chief raised his hand to stop the villagers who were about to attack, and lowered his voice even further: "My friend, the woman enshrined at the door is Hong Gu. She is the most respected woman in everyone in Anning Village. Hong Gu has indeed passed away. We put up her portrait to commemorate her. But why do you say there is a moving female ghost?"

The more they talked, the stronger the sense of pressure became.

It seems that if Zhang Biao cannot provide a reasonable explanation, he will not be able to easily get through this ordeal.

Zhang Biao's eyes widened as he looked at his teammates: "It was moving! Someone even grabbed me by the neck, didn't you guys see that?"

His response was cold and hard:

Gao Ting shrugged and spread her hands: "We didn't see anything just now. We just saw you standing in front of the gate without moving, and then this happened."

Zhu Junwen nodded in agreement.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Biao's mind went blank for a moment, and he didn't notice the village chief next to him slowly curling up the corners of his lips.

But Nanxi didn't miss it.

She looked at the smile on the village chief's lips, then at Li An, who had obviously noticed the scene as well, and they exchanged a glance.

[There really was something fishy going on; we could all see it in the live stream.]

Why didn't Gao Ting and Zhu Junwen see it?

[This must be some kind of trick the village chief used; players won't be controlled by such a low-level trick.]

[Tsk tsk tsk.]

I think this fat guy is in danger.

"Could I really have misread it?"

Zhang Biao began to doubt himself, but he still got up and immediately looked at his phone. When he found the video, he broke out in a cold sweat.

He found the records in the album and discovered that the most recently taken photos and videos were all blank, like the distorted screen on an old television.

Could it be... could it be that everything in the post is true?

Is this place really haunted?!