sprite house

This may be the most humane words that Chang An can say in this life, but Ah Yuan couldn't help but burst into tears when he heard it. He grabbed the other party's cold hand and refused to let go, "After I leave, what do you do?" What to do? Stay here forever, or find another ghost to take the place of the dead?"

Chang An was wiping his face with his sleeves up, and said, "No one can replace me except you."

A Yuan was slightly taken aback, "Why? Zhu Lingling looked for Xu Tong, and Xu Tong looked for Yu Li. Are these surrogates fixed?"

"I'm different from them," Chang Anzai said, "I was born and raised here. Only people who are related by blood can be my substitute, and you are the most similar to me."

A Yuan was silent.

Chang An was struggling to free his arms around him, and pushed him, "Yuan, you should go back."

A Yuan froze on the spot, motionless, after a long time, he suddenly said, "That gun."

Chang An looked at him strangely, "What did you say?"

"The gun we took out from Liu Zhen's bag, since Huang Rongqiang's ghost is here, whose soul is in that gun? Or..." A Yuan stared fixedly at Chang Anzai, "That gun What exactly is it used for?"

Chang Anzai slowly grinned, tearing the corners of his lips apart, making him look horrifying, like a ghost, "What about you, what do you want to do with it?"

He spread his palm forward, his knuckles were as pale as a lotus, and a delicate pistol was contained in it.

A Yuan stared at the gun for a long time before reaching out.His hand trembled unceasingly, and he wanted to withdraw it several times. However, when he actually grasped the gun, his five fingers clenched tightly on the body of the gun, "You said that this gun can be used to kill ghosts. This sentence Is it true?"

"Think clearly," Chang An looked down at him, the smile on his cheeks was deeply embedded in his face like a mask, "There is only one bullet in it."

A Yuan took the gun from his hand, he raised his head suddenly, fixed his eyes on Chang Anzai, and blurted out every word, almost gnashing his teeth, "May I relieve you?"

"Why are you bothering?" Chang Anzai's complexion gradually turned pale, like a layer of white paper stuck to her face.As the moonlight poured down, his expression suddenly changed, with a slight smile for a while, and a blank expression for a while, the two expressions competed and tore his face, as if an evil spirit that couldn't hide had finally revealed him sinister.

Along with the change in expression, his voice also became erratic, as ethereal as mist on the water, "Isn't it better to just leave? If you kill me, you can only replace me and be trapped here forever."

A Yuan was unmoved, and still asked him word by word, "Can I relieve you for you?"

Chang Anzai was quiet for a long time, his expression was like the tide was receding, and he finally became indifferent, he said, "Okay."

Wet tears were hanging on his cheeks, but A Yuan laughed.His finger slid down and pulled the trigger. Seeing that the bullet was about to be unloaded, he suddenly changed direction the next moment.

There was a huge gunshot!

A Yuan's hand hurt from the recoil shock, and the pistol fell to the ground at the same time as the bullet was ejected.

The bullet suddenly pierced Huang Rongqiang's forehead, and the white wall behind him exploded with powder.

Without the splash of plasma, Huang Rongqiang was like a stone man who was hit by the bullet and leaned back a little, and then quickly sat up straight like a tumbler. Only a small black hole in the center of his forehead proved that the bullet passed Mark of.

A Yuan clasped his right arm that was numb from the recoil of the gun with his left hand, his expression was a little dull, and his eyes were fixed on Huang Rongqiang's direction.

Chang An bent down to pick up the gun for him, "Why do you regret it again?"

A Yuan shook his head, "I don't know." He looked at Huang Rongqiang who was still sitting there without any change, and wondered, "Is his ghost still here?"

"The source of the evil seed has been destroyed." Chang An was staring at him with strange eyes, "You are the first person to really kill him, and the undead who died because of him will finally rest in peace."

Turning his pitch-black eyes, A Yuan slowly looked away, first glanced at the gun in Chang An's hand, and then his eyes climbed to Chang An's face.The familiar face is reflected in the eyes, but the strange one looks like another person.

A Yuan thought, they had really been separated for too long, so long that each other has changed beyond recognition.He had a lot of ups and downs, but he only said softly, "I remember it."

Yes, on the night he met Chang An on the road.

He did get an email.

There is no sender and no subject, and there is a compressed package lying empty in the email.

Ruan Yuan clicked to download and decompress, and the contents of the compressed package were quickly disassembled.

It was actually a game, and there was a line of small words under the weird icon, which said "House of Monsters".

With the mentality of giving it a try, Ruan Yuan clicked on the game.

The pop-up window jumped out with the eerie background music.The gloomy picture gradually brightened, and the background was a thunderous rainy day. The rain and fog blurred the scene, leaving only the small western-style building standing between the two tall buildings, peeping at the world like a ghost with one white eye.

Ruan Yuan felt that this short building looked familiar, from the garden to the composition, he was surprised to find that it was almost a copy of the place he had visited in his childhood.

Brother is a story adapted from his childhood experience?Ruan Yuan was inexplicably nervous. He pressed the mouse to click to enter the game, but the computer didn't respond for a long time.

When he went to pour a glass of water and came back, a few lines of blood-red text jumped out tremblingly on the screen——

Welcome to the House of Monsters, an independent western-style building located at No. 297 Xiangzhou Street, where a family of four used to live.And you will return to this family of four to explore their secrets during their lifetime.Now please choose your character to enter the game:

A. Poor street vendors selling wontons

B. Young and promising entrepreneurs

Is it because the chosen characters are different, so the plot will be different?Ruan Yuan thought for a while, and clicked option A, and then the computer quickly went to a black screen and returned to a dead state, even after restarting, it would not turn on.

Ruan Yuan went in without knowing it, and saw that the time was past midnight, so he had to go to rest first.

When he opened his eyes again, he was already lying on a tattered wooden bed, in a small room, with neighbors who never heard anyone, never heard of anyone, a street that was always empty, and a cart in a deserted garden. He became A Yuan who sells wontons in this place.

No memory, no relatives, he is the lonely A Yuan in this world.

Maybe he still has a beautiful little girlfriend, but they are separated by yin and yang, and that beautiful little girlfriend is more like a string of virtual data that makes him content with the status quo.

Until he met Chang Anzai again, his frozen brain was finally able to turn.

He remembered, he remembered it all.

But he would rather not think of anything.

Cong Wu, Xu Fan, Xu Tong, Yu Li and even Zhu Lingling are not Huang Anna's classmates.It was his——his former high school classmates, and the high school life they talked about was a reenactment of his past campus experiences, except for the extra Huang Anna.

This haunted house took part of his memory and tampered with it. Through him, he lured other people to make them perfectly merged into this virtual world. The virtual and the real are so mixed that it is impossible to distinguish the real from the fake.

No wonder Chang Anzai said, "It was you who attracted them."

It turned out that it was all true—this haunted house, it wanted them to sink here forever, be killed, assimilated, and finally absorbed to become their own nourishment.