The Witcher Loads the Thriller Game

On the second floor of the underground corpse, there are a lot of corpses stored in each morgue, and the smell of formalin is extremely rich.

Wang Ya didn't enter it, and the spiritual power of the official wizard level was already able to materialize.

It can be done together similar to what Mind can do.

Pushing open the door of the morgue directly, mental energy poured into it, instantly densely covering the entire morgue, covering every corner.

All the information finally returned to Wang Ya's mind, and the soul chip began to operate and process.

The results obtained surprised Wang Ya. There were indeed a large number of corpses inside, and the time of death and the degree of freshness were all different.

Some have been dead for decades, while others seem to have just died.

But there is no doubt that, judging from the injuries on these corpses, they were all dead and in vain... It must be full of resentment and resentment, and then be held hostage by the ubiquitous malice in this world.

Naturally, a variety of malicious soul bodies will be generated, similar to ghosts in myths and legends.

Among the skulls floating behind Wang Ya was a host of malicious souls.

The same is true of the eight corpses in the wall.

And it is precisely at this point that the corpses in these morgues have no malicious souls.

Even some of my own grievances, grievances, and even the yin air naturally produced by the corpse, are constantly passing, pouring into the deeper layers of the underground corpse....

Combining the eight corpses with malicious soul bodies in the wall, Wang Ya probably understood something.

He touched his chin, and the corners of his mouth also raised an arc.

This feeling of constantly exploring and revealing secrets really couldn't be better.

...........

"Jiujiang Funeral Home!"

Liming tremblingly read out the tag name of the building in front of him.

He felt like he had gone the other way, and the road had ended here.

No wonder a park and road are built here, and there is a funeral home here.

Looking back, the darkness was like ink, and it swept over, and then looked at the lights in the funeral home.

Liming felt that if he lived in the mountains, it would be nice to live in this funeral home.

After ringing the doorbell, a figure appeared behind the iron gate soon.

It was an old man in a tunic suit, his hair was meticulously combed, and his expression was solemn, without the slightest expression of expression.

The skin also seems to be powdered, a bit too fair, with the wrinkled skin on the gully, how can I look at it?

The audience in the live broadcast of Dawn Thriller were all commenting on the old man, only one-third of him looked like a human, and another seven-thirty like a dead person lying in a morgue.

Don't let Liming go in this funeral home that looks like an incident in a horror movie.

Liming was already shocked by this dark environment in his heart.

Although he could not perceive the existence of maliciousness, he still had the premonition that he knew what to do in order to survive.

Compared with the outside, Liming is more inclined to enter this funeral home.

At least, the feeling it gave him was not as scary as outside.

The old man in the tunic suit moved his upper and lower lips: "Young man, are you going to stay overnight?"

The voice was very stiff, as if it were uttering a vocal organ like turning on a machine.

The sense of urgency in Liming's heart became more and more serious, as if there was a threat that he could not resist, and it was already about to be entangled.

"Yes, I want to stay overnight, old man, this month is dark and windy, can you let me go in and stay overnight and leave tomorrow morning..."

"Yes, young man, come in."

As the iron door opened and entered the funeral home, Liming's sense of panic gradually began to decrease.

And the old man in the tunic suit had a dull expression, his eyes fluctuated, and he took a deep look at the outside of the iron gate, which was as dark as ink.

When he was about to pour into the funeral home and swallow the little remaining faint light, it seemed to be blocked, and he could only stop outside the iron gate.

A weird situation has happened. Outside the iron gate, it seems that it is impossible to see clearly just within a range of one meter.

.........

"It's okay to borrow an overnight stay in the funeral home, and there are also vacant rooms for you to live in, but there are two requirements that you must comply with, otherwise you can't blame me for anything that happens..."

On the way, the old man in the tunic suit talked about two rules of the funeral home.

Liming was watching the environment in the funeral home with a nervous look.

It is no different from ordinary funeral homes, except that the lights are a bit too dim. It is obvious that the lights in every place are turned on, but it is impossible to illuminate all areas, as if it was intentional.

"The first requirement is that once it's twelve o'clock in the evening, you must never get out of the rest room. No matter how big things happen, you can't get out."

"The second requirement is that you must never go where there is no light, and you will be at your own risk."

Dawn nodded and agreed like a chicken pecking at rice.

"I see, old man, I will abide by what you said."

The old man in the tunic suit did not tell Liming his name, but looked at him strangely.

The dark eyeballs made the scalp numb, and the wrinkled skin shook up and down, and then the old man in the tunic suit smiled.

But Liming was taken aback: "Old man, what are you laughing at."

The expression of the old man in the tunic suit returned to the stiff stage, but he said dumbly: “Because this place has been so long since no young people have come here, I am a little happy. I hope that your arrival can bring some rare fresh vitality to the funeral home. ."

As he said, a dull and stiff smile came out from the corner of his mouth, which really made people unable to adapt.

Liming could only smile awkwardly.

Soon, he walked into the room he was going to stay in tonight.

This is a specially set up residential area, with several floors, each floor has a living room.

There are three rooms on each floor with built-in toilets, which is very convenient.

In the corridor, the first floor has obvious lights shining.

The lights on the second floor are a little dim, while the lights on the third floor are even more dim.

Going up, you can hardly even see the existence of lights.

Only the pitch blackness is very similar to the ink-like darkness outside.

After a glance, Dawn seemed to feel in the darkness, and some people were looking at him, only feeling panicked.

When seeing the old man in the tunic suit deliberately bringing him to a higher level, Liming proactively said:

"Old man, I live on the first floor, can I..."

The old man in the tunic stopped his footsteps, and slowly turned around, and his eyes gradually became a little indifferent.

"Can."

The door to the middle room on the first floor was opened, and a slight decoration smell passed out, as if there had been no one living.

Turn on the light, which is brighter and can also illuminate the entire room.

Liming checked the light in the toilet, and it was able to shine clearly, and there was no single-sided mirror or the like, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

When the old man in the tunic suit was about to leave, Liming asked actively:

"Old man, in such a big funeral home, are you the only one living here?"

The old man in the tunic suit replied, "There are still some old guys here, but they are more afraid of living, and generally won't come out to meet people."

Dawn lying on the bed, his expression was gone and the panic before him was gone.

After closing the doors and windows, he began to think about some clues he had gotten.

His expression became serious, and his brows frowned.

"From the current situation, there are big problems in this world. My hunch is generally not wrong, and some of the feelings on the road can be directly expressed."

"In this way, darkness is the greatest danger. The ink-like darkness comes quickly, and it seems to be very different from ordinary darkness."

You know, there are some stars in the sky, and there are dim light that can illuminate the way forward, but they can't illuminate the darkness behind them.

how to say!

It was as if the darkness had come to life and had been following him.

The second is the funeral home that is now built on the top of the mountain.

It seems ordinary, but it is also unusual.

And the old man in tunic suit also revealed strangeness everywhere.

But one thing that can be confirmed is that the old man is a living person, there is no doubt about this.

And Dawn itself has no malice.

Otherwise, even if Liming's brain is hot again, and his heart is panicking, it is impossible to enter this funeral home.

"As soon as I entered the funeral home, I didn't have such a violent premonition, indicating that the funeral home itself also has a certain particularity."

Dawn closed his eyes calmly.

They come, the security.

Thriller players who can reach this stage all have their own advantages and can master special methods.

..........

It was twelve o'clock in the evening, and the sound of rustling came in from outside.

Liming opened his eyes, then rolled over, facing himself to the other side.

By the way, he also covered his head with the bedding.

There seemed to be some looming calling voices outside, and they were still women's voices, full of allure.

Dawn was unmoved, and sneered in his heart.

If you want to survive, first, you must not have too much curiosity.

no Zuo no Die.

Now that the old man in the tunic suit said those two requirements, he should comply with it.

Only fools will actively violate the rules.

This situation also amazed many viewers in the Liming live broadcast room. It is indeed Liming Da, who has the talent of a great god.

If anyone can survive in this world and successfully pass the level, the greatest possibility should be the dawn.

The other thrillers are not in a very good situation now, and they are life-threatening.

Only the state of dawn is the best.

Number of survivors: 16

Only when the time came to twelve o'clock in the evening, two people died again.

Dawn's eyes flickered, and I don't know how many people will survive tomorrow morning.

...........

There are divergent answers about what a person will become after death. The difference in the world will bring about completely different results.

Wang Ya witnessed the post-mortem changes in this world.

In the deepest part of the underground corpse, there are no reinforced concrete buildings on it. Some are just the most primitive cave, but the temperature in this cave is extremely cold.

It seems that it has reached the point where it is below zero.

There are many corpses hanging, and the time of death varies.

But they have maintained their best stage.

The skin, facial features, and facial expressions are not the slightest difference from the last moments of his life.

The feeling of malicious entanglement is even more, it seems that he has entered an incredible place.

Wang Ya's gaze fell on the coffin in the center of the underground cavern, which had traces of precipitation over the years, at least for hundreds of years.

The soul chip detected an extremely powerful presence in it.

In terms of threat, it was at least comparable to a third-level wizard apprentice.

But it has not yet reached the point where the ultimate wizard apprenticeship.

The substantive mental power has already felt that the malice in the entire world is everywhere, but here is more and more turbulent than other places.

There is also something that Wang Ya has not yet figured out the true nature of. It has been continuously integrated into this coffin, which seems to be related to the corpses hanging here, as well as the various corpses stored in the morgue outside. connect.

There is not only resentment, resentment and the like, but also a kind of yin in the legend.

Yin Qi is the essence, and resentment and resentment seem to be some of the directions that shape Yin Qi.

The most important thing is the corpse.

Wang Ya's eyes were indifferent, and it seemed that it was already midnight.

Only 16 people survived.

At midnight, it seems that it is also the time when yin and yang change, and all demons and ghosts will be active during this time period.

So, will the previous rule constraints be unraveled?

Still, there will be some other changes.

Wang Ya began to observe this subtle change.

Any error in the information will lead to an error in the final judgment result.

The hanging corpse is still a corpse, nothing has changed from the legendary corpse.

The only thing that has changed is this coffin.

Black gas appeared on the whole, shrouded in the coffin, gushing from the inside of the coffin.

No, maybe there are other things.

The corner of Wang Ya's mouth showed a mocking look.

He also played some tricks~www.wuxiamtl.com~ He slowly turned around and looked towards the direction of the entrance into this place. A cold breath continued to spread, and he was even more obviously malicious.

It seems that something is coming.

Giggle!

The sound of bones and joints colliding with each other, followed by a series of corpses, still stained with various dust inside the walls.

Wang Ya's expression remained unchanged, is he alive?

So what.

For experimenting with individual materials, one may not be enough.

Unable to run a controlled experiment.

Eight, just perfect!

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