Salted Fish Zombie

[Please go to the fourth, fifth, and sixth floors to choose a room to check in. 】

The system didn't allocate rooms to them, it was obvious that they were allowed to allocate and choose by themselves.

The other players didn't move at the same place, and they took action after Shi Tianshu went to the sixth floor.

Of course, the number of people occupying the sixth floor is the most, so you can feel more at ease if you are on the first floor with the boss.

Ning Su didn't care, he and Zhu Shuangshuang went directly to the fourth floor and chose two rooms next to each other. Ji Mingrui hesitated for a moment and chose the room opposite Zhu Shuangshuang.

This castle is very large. There are six or seven suites on each floor, and the rooms are not crowded. Each suite has a cloakroom, toilet, study room, and there is even a children's room.

Ning Su: "It's even better than being assigned a room in Huaiyang Village Villa!"

The child nodded, and tugged at the corner of Ning Su's clothes to look at the big bed.

Ning Su took him around the room, feeling extremely satisfied.

Not only is the room spacious, but all items for check-in are also thoughtfully prepared. The closet is full of clothes. In addition to books, the study room also has a small refrigerator filled with milk and juice.

Ning Su's eyes lit up, "That's great, if only I could live here forever."

The kid nods.

Ning Su stepped on the carpet that was too soft, looked down, and something flashed in his eyes, but he immediately forgot it.

This is not a decrypted version!

Ning Su happily took a hot bath, looked at the big bathtub, and gave the child a bubble bath.

The ghost grows so big, he has never had a bubble bath before, countless bubbles surround him, making his eyes moist and bright, full of childish surprises like a normal child.

Ning Su put a bunch of bubbles on his soft hair, "Cute."

The child immediately raised his little head to look at him, fluttered his two little arms, and hugged him cheerfully with his eyes bent.

Ning Su's newly changed clothes were wet, he didn't care at all, he touched the child's head, and said to him: "We don't lack food now, don't pick up the little witch's worms, then it will Offend the boss."

"You know, it's not easy to raise a Gu worm, sometimes it takes a lot of blood."

The kid nods.

Thinking of the little Gu Po, Ning Su muttered suspiciously, "Strange."

It's so strange that he didn't say anything, and the child doesn't care about others at all.

After Ning Su grumbled, he continued to tell the child: "Here, you have to be more lively and polite, talk more, and it would be even better if you can make friends."

Guisheng hesitated for a moment, "Well, talk."

The two of them came out of the bathroom smelling hot and fragrant.

Ning Su: "We started to wait for our ghost friend. It is thanks to my ghost friend that we can live such a life. We have to welcome him well."

The kid nods.

"Where will our ghost friend be born?"

Ning Su took the child around, "Crawled out of the toilet? Under the bed? Crawled out of the TV?"

Ning Su speculated for a while, and simply lay on the bed and ignored it.

It wasn't evening yet, and the system didn't say that players couldn't drop by. Zhu Shuangshuang tidied up a bit and knocked on Ning Su's door.

Coincidentally, Ji Mingrui came out of the room and said to her, "Let's discuss together?"

"Okay." Zhu Shuangshuang hesitated for a moment, but still knocked on Ning Su's door.

It was Gui Sheng who answered, his cool and crisp voice was easily recognizable, "I'm so tired, I'm going to sleep."

Zhu Shuangshuang: "..."

Guisheng, if you are kidnapped, you will knock on the door.

Zhu Shuangshuang had no choice but to go to Ji Mingrui's room to discuss.

The child who had completed the task quickly ran back to the bed, and Ning Su pinched his face in satisfaction, "I finally entered a survival book, how can I work as hard as a decryption book."

Guisheng nodded in approval.

Two little boys lay happily on the big bed, waiting for the arrival of their ghost friends.

Among all the players, only these two are like this.

In the diagonally opposite room, Ji Mingrui and Zhu Shuangshuang were discussing dungeons and players. Upstairs, even Shi Tianshu and the others were talking about this dungeon, although only a few words.

The member of the Yinhua Club who entered the dungeon with Shi Tianshu was Yan Nuo.

That night, when Yan Nuo was massaging Shi Tianshu, he moved his hand up a little bit. He thought he was done for, but he didn't expect Shi Tianshu to let him follow her to the next dungeon after listening to him sing a song.

A big pie fell on him from the sky on the spot, Yan Nuo couldn't believe his ears.

When Shi Tianshu enters the dungeon, it is usually a new dungeon. If he can come back from the dungeon he opened for the first time, his status in the club will definitely rise.

More importantly, it was Shi Tianshu who took him there.

In the game base where the strong are respected, people without strength in the community have no human dignity. In some big communities, there are **** slaves who serve others with Israel. It is no secret at the base.

Shi Tianshu, as the president of the Yinhua Club, has the most dungeon maps, which means the most vitality. At the same time, she is a top player. There are many people who want to climb her bed, both men and women.

Yan Nuo was also obsessed with ghosts when he was massaging, and he had a little thought of this.

But in fact, no matter how the outside world guessed, no one in their club had succeeded, at least not on the surface.

When Shi Tianshu brought him into the dungeon, it was already a matter for the club to take a second look at him.

Yan Nuo felt that she was a bit special.

He seized this opportunity excitedly and nervously, expressing himself carefully and diligently.

"President, the bath water has been put away, I will give you a massage after you wash up."

Six-year-old Shi Tianshu was sitting on a rocking chair on the balcony, looking at the Fairy Tale Town outside the castle, wondering what she was thinking.

As night fell, Fairy Tale Town was shrouded in a layer of black smog, only the children's amusement park not far away was brightly lit.

The singing on the merry-go-round came faintly, an immature and hollow child's voice.

Shi Tianshu took off her equestrian hat, and the hair beside her cheeks swayed gently in the cold night wind.

"Why do you look so hard to look like?" She seemed to be asking herself.

Yan Nuo knew what she was talking about, and he heard others talking about it when he went upstairs.

That strange little boy who looks a bit dull looks like a sibling to six-year-old Shi Tianshu.

Today, the little boy named Ning Su stole the limelight, attracting people's attention in ways unimaginable.

Thinking of him sitting next to the little Gu Po and eating so deliciously, Yan Nuo felt nauseous for a while.

Didn't you see how dirty she was, didn't you smell how stinky she was?

He didn't expect that these tricks also attracted Shi Tianshu's attention.

"Could it be my father's illegitimate child outside?" Shi Tianshu tapped his cheek with his index finger.

Yan Nuo felt an inexplicable kind of cheap joy in his heart.

He heard in the club that before the president entered the game, he was the eldest lady of one of the largest families in the world.

Her mother's family is distinguished, and her grandmother has a hereditary title.

His father, who was entitled to be rich but flirtatious, would occasionally bring her back a brother or sister, even an older brother.

Unfortunately, none of these illegitimate children ended well.

All from the hands of the young lady who was less than ten years old at the time.

"But, when I saw him, I didn't want to kill him at all." Shi Tianshu murmured softly, recalling how she felt when she first met Ning Su.

Yan Nuo twitched the corner of his mouth, "There are so many people in the world, it doesn't matter if they look alike, if you don't understand it, don't think about it."

Shi Tianshu laughed, and Yan Nuo inexplicably felt that she was in a pretty good mood.

She said: "Okay, I don't want him, tell me, this is the first time you have entered a third-level dungeon, do you understand?"

"What?" Yan Nuo was taken aback.

Didn't they just enter the dungeon?

Shi Tianshu opened her eyelids and glanced at him, "The system is so obvious, don't you understand?"

At this moment, Yan Nuo really felt the natural barrier between players in this cycle of terror.

He felt that Shi Tianshu had already understood what was going on in this dungeon just after listening to the system introduction and prompts.

There are two things Shi Tianshu does most often, downloading dungeons and looking at the dungeon maps brought back by members of the Yinhua Club. The number of dungeons she has personally experienced and mastered is unimaginable, and her experience in horror games is unrivaled.

She is like the kind of person in martial arts novels who has read all the martial arts secrets in the world. She can tell the family and the way as soon as others show their hands.

It is the person who can be invited by the system to design dungeon games.

Shi Tianshu said: "I'll draw the key points for you, the lucky value mentioned many times by the system, the important npc ghost friends, the relationship between guardians, and then think about the dungeon name."

Yan Nuo was overwhelmed by a deep sense of powerlessness. This feeling of accepting that he is ordinary or even incompetent, and that there is a gap that seems never to be bridged between him and top players will make people extremely exhausted.

To circle the key points, his eyes are still dark.

Shi Tianshu stared at the carousel in the playground for a while.

"Can you understand why we have become five or six years old?"

Always something to say.

Yan Nuo felt a huge sense of frustration from Shi Tianshu, and this frustration made him even more eager to express himself and prove himself in front of Shi Tianshu.

"This fairy tale town is full of children, and the system says that ghost friends are about to be born as companion ghosts. Why are we getting smaller so we can get along with them better?"

Shi Tianshu's voice was cold, "That's all you think of? Unless we are just born, no matter how young we are, we won't be able to fit into the theory of companionship, so this is not the point."

Yan Nuo opened his mouth, wanting to explain again.

Shi Tianshu was not interested in listening, and said flatly: "Sing that song last night again."

The singing from the balcony on the sixth floor covered the infiltrating children's songs from the playground, which made many players feel much more comfortable.

But the singing lasted for three minutes before being interrupted by the system.

[Please return to your room, the first ghost friend will appear soon. 】

Night completely enveloped Fairy Tale Town, the blackness eroded wantonly, and a pale crescent moon hung above the castle.

The punctured fetal statue on the top of the castle, under the moonlight, has a skin as creamy, delicate and oily.

The entire castle fell into deep silence.

The doors of all the rooms on the sixth floor were closed tightly, and there was a rattling sound from the red wooden boards in the corridor.

Step by step, getting closer.

This is obviously the ghost friend mentioned by the system. The players did not expect that the birth of the so-called ghost friend came directly to the corridor from an unknown place.

The system compares ghost friends to guardian angels, and it can pretend to be that way during the day, but in the dark castle at night, the focus of "ghost friends" falls on the first word.

It's a ghost.

When the castle fell silent, the children's songs on the fairground carousel became much clearer.

"Mom's belly is so warm, I want to be accompanied by hell."

"When I died, it was trembling, but the attachment to me?"

"When I grow up, why do you always see me?"

"I was locked in a cold room, can you hear my cry?"

A touch of sadness, an immature voice, and a suffocating tune.

Accompanied by the rhythmic approaching footsteps of "da da da", it seemed that a little ghost was approaching and muttering in the corridor, hovering at the door.

Everyone pricked up their ears, swallowed, and listened to the sound outside the door.

When the footsteps approached, Yan Nuo was already drenched in sweat and almost collapsed.

But he was sticking to the door, trying not to let himself sit down.

Not only did he not allow himself to sit on the ground, but he didn't want his feet to touch the floor. He moved a square from the sofa to the back of the door. At this time, he was stepping on it with both feet, separated from the floor by a certain distance.

He remembered the conversation when he came out of Shi Tianshu's room.

When he heard the system prompt, he immediately wanted to go back to his room. When he put his hand on the doorknob, Shi Tianshu suddenly asked him: "Don't you think the carpet is too soft? It seems to be trembling slightly?"

In this luxurious castle, except for the corridors, every room is covered with thick and soft woolen carpets. The soft touch of stepping on it is the correct consciousness transmitted to the brain, and most people will not doubt whether the carpets are too soft.

Because everything here is piled up with extravagance, and the carpet is softer than usual, which is also subconsciously reasonable.

As for the slight tremors, from the moment he saw the fetal statue that blurred the distance at the gate of the castle, his brain was implanted with a slight sense of dizziness, let alone noticing whether there was a slight tremor on the floor.

Shi Tianshu didn't continue the extremely oppressive and destructive president's question this time, but said directly: "You definitely don't want to lift the rug to have a look, I'll just tell you my guess."

Shi Tianshu sat on a deck chair on the balcony, looked up, closed her eyes and said, "I guess this is the inner wall of the uterus."

At that moment, Yan Nuo seemed to feel the tremor under his feet.

Countless small blood vessels spread, causing the tremor of a small heart.

Yan Nuo wiped the sweat off his forehead without making any sound, and smelled the indescribable smell that had always been in the air, cold and rotten.

Yan Nuo, whose cerebral cortex was overactive at this time, imagined that this smell came from a dead body, but the dead body still had a pulse, and the person was not dead yet.

Only then did he realize that the unbearable smell was not all coming from the Gu Po's body.

The spookiness of this castle isn't just about ghosts.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, Yan Nuo's ears received the vibration, he didn't know if it was the approaching footsteps, his heartbeat, or the vibration of the floor.

He couldn't tell the difference, he couldn't tell anything.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

There was a clear knock on the door in the corridor on the sixth floor.

The hearts of the players on the sixth floor jumped. When they found out that they were not knocking on their own doors, they breathed a sigh of relief, but their nerves were still tense to listen to the movement outside.

Yan Nuo bit her lower lip and her body trembled, her legs were so weak that she didn't dare to move a little from the side step.

There was no response, and the knock on the door became louder and louder.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

It was mixed with a strange sound, like the voice of a young child grinding against a piece of iron, "Wooha, wooha, wooha..."

The voice became more and more sad, wrapped in a deep cry, "Wooooha, wooha..."

The listener's scalp became more and more numb, and the heart was pierced by the sharp needles. It was either painful, or the cold needles were forcibly inserted in a way that made the whole body conflict.

Finally, Yan Nuo, who was drenched in sweat, was ready to face it under self-hypnosis over and over again.

The six-year-old boy tremblingly stepped up and down amidst the knocking on the door and the sad and heavy "woo-ha".

He held the doorknob with his hand, the sweat in his palm dripped onto the copper, and with a sudden knock on the door, he exerted force subconsciously.

"Squeak - ah -"

The door opened.

The corridor was empty, and the doors of other rooms were silently closed.

The small candles on the complicated and gorgeous chandelier can only illuminate a small world under the lamp. The red floor in the corridor is getting darker and darker from near to far, like a cut blood vessel.

On a red floor, under the faint candlelight, a small bronze figure was watching him.

The color of the copper is yellowish and almost golden, the features on the face are rigid and false, the eyes are plastic, and the mouth is curved up to present a weird smile, like a cheap Buddha statue that came out of some deceptive little Buddhist temple.

"Woo ha, ha ha."

Yan Nuo fell down and sat on the floor.

Immediately afterwards, he seemed to feel the tremor on the floor again, and jumped when he thought of Shi Tianshu's words.

Limbs are sore and limp.

Yan Nuo finally broke down.