Horror Bug Game Terminal

Wen Yan realized that he was holding something in his hand. He could feel the touch, but he couldn't see what he was holding.

Qi Wuling took a step back expressionlessly.

Give the seat in front to Wen Yan.

Zuo Ling looked at them at a loss.

Wen Yan subconsciously looked down at his hands.

He swung it towards the open space in front of him.

There were no fancy lighting effects, and the scene in front of me was like a piece of paper that was torn apart.

Zuo Ling took a step back under the pressure of the oncoming breath.

"No way... can there really be such a thing as tearing space..."

Zuo Ling was no longer able to describe his shock.

He looked at the building that suddenly appeared in front of him, and his mood became heavier.

Qi Wuling stood facing the wind, and the airflow blew his clothes and hair backwards.

I saw that in the blink of an eye, an ancient building rose from the ground in what was originally a desolate open space.

Dust was blowing in my face, and it was obvious that no one had ever been near this place.

It smells bloody and eerie.

Wen Yan looked at the scene in front of him and breathed a sigh of relief: Fortunately, the bet was right.

He was still quite worried. If this prop didn't work for this world, he would feel guilty for wasting everyone's time.

Fortunately, the result was good.

He looked around; the air around him suddenly became cold, and the gate of the brewery was rusty.

Wen Yan looked at this somewhat familiar place, then turned around to look at Qi Wuling. He originally wanted to ask if they wanted to go in now, but unexpectedly he saw Qi Wuling covering his chest with his hands and a few drops of cold sweat on his forehead.

Wen Yan's face changed, and even Zuo Ling realized that Qi Wuling's current condition was a little bit abnormal.

Qi Wuling's face was too pale, which looked even more creepy against the backdrop of the night.

Wen Yan and Zuo Ling both spoke at the same time: "What's wrong with you?"

Qi Wuling's fingertips turned white from pinching. He wiped the sweat off his face and stood up straight again. He forced himself to relax his hands. He raised his palm and waved, "It's okay. Go in."

"Is it really okay?"

Zuo Ling was obviously not very reassured.

Wen Yan wanted to say something but stopped himself. He knew he couldn't change anything, so he could only sigh and say, "Let's go."

Zuo Ling hesitated for a while, but finally compromised.

Wen Yan and Zuo Ling walked in front.

Qi Wuling walked behind, his expression did not change at all, but the pain in his chest was getting stronger and stronger.

He opened his eyes and looked at the brewery standing in front of him. He felt as if there were a thousand pounds of weight under his feet. He dragged his heavy body forward step by step. The moment he took a full step forward.

The brewery doors closed once again.

Wen Yan and Zuo Ling were startled by the sound of the door closing.

This place is really a bit too scary. The ground is full of cracks, thin and dense.

Zuo Ling unconsciously lowered his voice: "What should we do next? Go find that grave?"

Wen Yan helplessly spread his hands: "I'm afraid you have to ask Qi Wuling about this. I don't have the final say."

"Oh."

Zuo Ling waited there for a while, but there was no sign of Qi Wuling. Zuo Ling thought: This shouldn't be the case. It's just a few steps, why is Qi Wuling dawdling?

When he turned around, he saw Qi Wuling still at the gate.

Qi Wuling clearly felt that his brain began to feel dizzy, he felt himself starting to feel sleepy, his limbs began to feel weak, and somewhere in the dark, he seemed to hear the long-lost voice of Ah Ling.

The sound seemed so old that he couldn't help but want to close his eyes and follow the sound.

It was the voice of the blond monster.

It's him.

He is here.

Qi Wuling was immersed in that illusory voice. He closed his eyes and his chest began to heat up.

Zuo Ling was stunned for a moment: "Is there something on Qi Wuling's chest? It's actually glowing red."

Wen Yan had never seen it before, and for a moment he was not sure what was wrong with Qi Wuling.

Qi Wuling felt as if his heart was about to explode.

Soreness, pain, burning.

He couldn't help but reach out to grab his chest, but he couldn't grab anything. He didn't know what he wanted to grab, but he just felt uncomfortable.

Qi Wuling finally opened his eyes, only to find that he was covered in sweat.

In the front sight were two somewhat anxious people. Wen Yan and Zuo Ling kept calling Qi Wuling's name.

Qi Wuling felt as if his hearing was slowly recovering, and he could hear their voices coming into his ears from far away.

Qi Wuling was completely awake.

He lowered his eyes and looked at his palm in a daze: Just now, I seemed to hear his voice.

"Qi Wuling? Qi Wuling! What are you thinking about? Hello! Hello? No way—you can't hear me?"

Qi Wuling's thoughts were suddenly pulled back: "What's wrong?"

"Oh my god, you finally replied. You just stared at your palm without moving. It was scary."

Qi Wuling pursed his lips and said nothing.

Wen Yan glanced at Qi Wuling and said, "What's wrong? If you really feel uncomfortable, don't force yourself. Zuo Ling and I can go and see him together."

Qi Wuling felt his heart beating wildly in his chest, his eyes flickering, "No need, this little discomfort is nothing."

After saying that, Qi Wuling walked straight to the front.

Wen Yan and Zuo Ling looked at each other and exchanged extremely helpless looks.

They really had no way to deal with Qi Wuling.

The surrounding environment has been severely damaged.

There are also many withered flowers and leaves, which are from the area in the winery that was previously used to make flower wine.

Qi Wuling led the two people behind him through a small path and saw the factory where wine was brewed in the game.

Qi Wuling did not go in directly, but went directly to the location of the grave in the Chrysanthemum Garden.

But Qi Wuling had just walked to the entrance of the chrysanthemum garden and had just approached this place when the plants on the ground began to grow wildly, spreading a green area.

It was hard to tell what kind of plant it was. It was green and growing on vines, turning the entire dry land into a lawn. Sticky juice was flowing out of the leaves, which looked a bit disgusting and made people feel physically uncomfortable.

Wen Yan and Zuo Ling followed behind Qi Wuling and saw the sudden change in front of them. Zuo Ling was shocked and subconsciously clung to the person next to him with his arms, saying, "Help! Is this a haunted place?"

Wen Yan: ...

He patted Wen Yan's arm gently, signaling him to let go.

Zuo Ling then realized what he had done and felt a little apologetic.

Qi Wuling felt a burning pain spreading through his heart.

He looked at the plants on the ground, the emotions in his eyes were well concealed.

These plants seemed to have vitality and completely avoided the three people standing at the door.

Qi Wuling took a step forward, and the plants spread out a little.

It seemed like he was making way for Qi Wuling.

An ethereal sound was heard in the park, like that of a wandering ghost.

From an incomprehensible whisper, the voice slowly became clearer and clearer.

A Ling.

My Aling.

Are you here to see me?

It was impossible to tell where the sound came from, it seemed to come from all directions.

Qi Wuling continued to move forward, he wanted to find the grave.

But in areas covered with plants, no traces can be seen at all.

Just when Qi Wuling walked ten meters forward.

The red string square on his hand bowl suddenly lit up.

This was the first time he knew that the block on his wrist could actually light up.

Qi Wuling had a bad feeling, and sure enough, the system's voice sounded particularly harsh in this silent land.

[Warning! Warning! Warning! The system has detected that there are players in the magnetic field that interferes with the operation of the terminal. Please stop immediately! ]

[System prompt: Virtual player Qi Wuling has left the terminal range and will be recalled.]

Wen Yan's face was full of worry.

Zuo Ling also heard the system voice. He was curious: "Why is this happening? Why is he in trouble when you are fine?"

Wen Yan's face looked a little bad, obviously because the situation in front of them was beyond their expectations: "Because our captain and I came to this world in a different way."

They looked at Qi Wuling.

Qi Wuling's entire body seemed to be glowing.

The system emitted tremendous power from Qi Wuling, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.

But Qi Wuling still took a step forward.

The plants entangled Qi Wuling's legs and feet.

It seemed that it was because Qi Wuling had the aura of a system and a terminal on his body at this moment.

The plants grew thorns in an instant.

It pierced into Qi Wuling's flesh.

The thorns look very much like those that grow on the branches and leaves of roses.

The mark on Qi Wuling's chest made it hard for him to breathe.

Wen Yan was shocked by what he saw, and rushed forward to grab Qi Wuling and said, "What are you doing? Are you trying to kill yourself? This is reality. If your health and spirit points are lost, no one can restore them!"

Qi Wuling lowered his head: "He is here."

"Who? You Baian?"

"I heard it. I heard his voice. Even—"

Qi Wuling pointed at his burning chest and said calmly, "My heart also tells me that he is right here."