I tell fortunes for NPCs in a horror game

Realizing that Lin Xiangwan was looking for the rules of customs clearance, Chen Hui couldn't help but said, "What do you want to do?"

"Nothing, let's narrow down the conditions for entering the memory copy."

Because I could see memories every time I cleared the level, Lin Xiangwan always felt that this was a simple matter.

It wasn't until she had an in-depth exchange of game experiences with other players that she clearly realized how scarce her abilities were.

There is a prerequisite for finding the dreamer and interpreting the dreamer, which is to have strong enough abilities. Otherwise, as Li Haoran said, he would be directly eliminated when facing the "murderer".

These prerequisites happen to be the basic requirements for Taoist people, so... "Return" is something tailor-made for Taoist people from beginning to end.

The more Lin Xiangwan thought about it, the more chills she felt down her spine. She informed Chen Hui of these thoughts, but received Chen Hui's silence.

"Do you think what I said is wrong?" Lin Xiangwan asked uncertainly.

"No..." Chen Hui's voice was extremely hoarse, "I just... no... just wait for me to figure it out again."

Lin Xiangwan vaguely felt that something was not right about Chen Hui's mood. Her body was enveloped in a strong sadness, and the physiological reaction was directly reflected in the soreness of her nose and her eyes filled with tears.

She didn't understand her emotional changes, and Zhang Tian, ​​as a bystander, was also frightened.

"Are you okay?" Zhang Tian hurriedly started looking for tissues, but found that his pockets were empty. He stood in front of her at a loss, "Hey, it's just a game. If you haven't entered the extra chapter, you haven't entered it. You won't be so sad. This game hasn’t closed down yet, and there will be plenty of opportunities in the future.”

Lin Xiangwan made a "chuff" sound and was amused by Zhang Tian, ​​but even though she was smiling, the sourness in her heart could not stop.

She suddenly discovered that, putting aside the influence of "Return", this was not the first time that she had some kind of emotion for no reason.

The previous time, when she was talking to Chen Hui, Chen Hui told her that "Return" led to the disaster of annihilation. When she asked about the situation of Xuanmen, she felt a severe pain in her heart.

At that time, because of the news brought by Chen Hui, she ignored her emotional fluctuations, but in connection with this change, she couldn't help but have doubts.

From the moment she met Chen Hui, Lin Xiangwan couldn't figure out why she was the only one who could sense Chen Hui's existence. Chen Hui is not a soul or a ghost, and it doesn't seem like he is possessing her, so why is her body affected by Chen Hui?

Zhang Tian never got a response from Lin Xiangwan, so he quickly rolled up the sleeves of his coat, revealing the clean inner cuffs: "How about you wipe it first."

Lin Xiangwan waved her hands quickly: "Thank you, no need." She raised her hand to wipe her eyes, and stood up, ready to explore the depths of the forest again.

Perhaps because she almost cried before, Zhang Tian was worried about her fear, so he chatted with her.

"Come here to play games. No classes today?"

"Well, there are no classes." Yes, she skipped class and had to think about how to get along with her second senior brother.

"I heard that I called you sister while putting on makeup. Are you related?"

"That's right." In the beginning, it was a relationship of using people's money to eliminate disasters for others, but now it is a relationship of asking for help from others. No matter what, Bian Zhao is protected by her. Can we still not kiss him?

"I rarely see female players playing together until the end. How did you pass the level before?"

"Chat with the NPC." The main thing is to have a good relationship with the dreamer.

During the conversation with Zhang Tian, ​​it can be said that Lin Xiangwan did not say a word of truth, and took the talk to the extreme.

It wasn't to disguise her identity, she simply wanted to practice her ability to tell lies.

After all...she may have to use this set of abilities in actual combat after returning from get out of class today.

Walking deep into the dense forest, the temperature continues to drop.

It was already 4:30 pm when Zhang Tian tried to dissuade Lin Xiangwan from going deeper: "If we go in again, I'm afraid we will both be in danger. Besides, it would be a little difficult for Butler Zhuo to run so far."

Lin Xiangwan rubbed his temples and was also thinking about the possibility of this matter.

What is the basic logic behind Butler Zhuo leaving the villa?

Glancing at the woods again, Lin Xiangwan made a quick decision: "Go back."

But just as the two were about to walk back, she suddenly smelled a familiar smell of decay.

She suddenly stopped and looked around, trying to locate the source of the ghostly aura.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Tian, ​​who had already walked a few steps, realized that Lin Xiangwan had not followed, so he turned around and shouted.

Lin Xiangwan didn't bother to respond to Zhang Tian. While the ghostly aura was still there, she quickly raised her hand to draw the talisman. The moment the soul-chasing talisman was completed, she saw thin golden lines scattered in the air and immediately trotted away after it.

"Lin Wan! Lin Wan!"

Because her behavior was too abrupt, Zhang Tian did not dare to follow her directly, so he just stayed where he was.

From the perspective of a bystander, anyone would be scared to see her running deep into the forest without saying a word.

Lin Xiangwan held her breath. She had a hunch that she would be able to reveal the true face of the dreamer this time!

The golden thread guided her about 50 meters away from where they planned to go back. However, due to the obstruction of her sight, she quickly disappeared within the sight of Zhang Tian.

Lin Xiangwan followed the guidance and stopped by a patch of grass. He followed the direction of the golden line and looked down the haystack, but saw nothing strange.

"Butler Zhuo?" Lin Xiangwan called softly, but still no one answered.

"Is anyone there?" she asked again.

The ghostly atmosphere in the air became lighter and weaker. Lin Xiangwan carefully squatted down and pulled it, and then he discovered that there was a deep pit under the haystack in front of him.

The surrounding trees blocked the light and prevented her from seeing the situation in the pit, so she directly used the Spiritual Fire Technique to investigate the situation.

The moment the fire lit up, a rotting corpse came into view. Its body was so rotten that it was impossible to tell, and there was a suffocating stench surrounding it, leaving Lin Xiangwan unaware of whether it was a physical aura or a ghostly aura.

There was something reflecting light on the clothes on the chest of the corpse. Lin Xiangwan cast a breath-holding talisman on herself, and then jumped into the pit with the power of the Wind Control Technique to take a closer look.

The spiritual fire at the fingertips was close to the metal, and it turned out to be a small nameplate.

It says: Zhuo Xiaowu.