Chapter 171

Sometimes we will see that in some competitive variety shows, the host plays a kind of tricks. For example, there are three baffles at the scene. The host told the participants that one of them is a brand-new car behind the baffle, while the other two have nothing behind. Then he asked the contestants to choose a piece to open.

The contestant chose "Jazz Dance" and didn't get blown out in the last script. It's a great luck for Feng unconsciously. It can not only improve the running speed but also reduce the physical consumption. At this time, it can save him a lot of time.

"Eh?" Feng unconsciously runs. See the side of corridor in front, unexpectedly come out a door, a wooden, look rather old door.

This is in the middle of the corridor. I don't know how long the road ahead is, but there are rooms in the corridor. It's a little surprising that these monotonous corridors are only channels that consume players' time and connect different flag locations. However, there are some settings in this part of the corridor.

Feng unconsciously stops in front of the door without hesitation and reaches for the handle. He must go in. What if there's a bottle of potion in it? No one has said that the medicine must be at the end of the corridor. Besides, there is no end to the corridor. Whether there is medicine at the end or not, we have to put a question mark. It's unknown what will appear behind the door in front of us.

The door was opened. It was quiet. There was no sound of wood creaking in my imagination. It was very dark in the room, and the light of the corridor was engulfed by the darkness at the door. Feng didn't realize he was in a hurry. He took out his flashlight and shined it in. He first saw the internal situation.

This is an empty small room without any furniture. There are some empty cartons and baskets in the corner. There is a window in the room, but it is tightly sealed by a layer of iron plate. There were no other doors in the room and no carpets on the floor. The floor is different from the corridor outside. It looks very shabby, uneven and mottled. It looks like it is caused by moth.

It's hard to say what clues or objects are hidden in this room, but it's certain that there are no people or places for people to hide.

After ten seconds of microscopic observation, Feng stepped in.

When his feet cross the door and the whole person is in the small room, a strong chill grabs him. It feels like standing in the ice and snow in a thin shirt in winter. The cold is so real, and it is not caused by any psychological factors.

"Ho What kind of air conditioner is this? It's still normal temperature to stand one step outside the door... " Feng could not feel that he would not be afraid anyway. He said to himself easily.

He raised his flashlight and was about to look around the corner to see the dead corner that could not be seen outside. At this time, the door behind him moved by itself, just like when it was opened, it closed quietly

"Close again?" Feng unconsciously seems to be a little impatient with the situation of being killed by closing the door after entering the claustrophobic space. He turns around and grabs the doorknob and tries to open the door.

As a result It really failed.

When the door is closed, it's like being in prison, and the chill inside becomes more intense. Feng didn't realize that he couldn't get over the door. He was still out of breath. The flashlight showed the white breath in his mouth.

"OK, ok It's a waste of time trap. You can't go out until you solve the mystery, right? " Feng unconsciously shook his head, turned around quickly, and began to search the house in a carpet way.

He looked at the four corners. They were all normal. There was nothing. Then he went to the old cartons and empty baskets in the corner. At this moment, he suddenly felt something

He realized that there was a pair of eyes staring at himself from a high place.

Feng unconsciously slowly raised his head, at the same time, he also moved the light of the flashlight upward, as soon as he saw In the middle of the ceiling, there is a shadow formed by air floating. Its shape is not very clear, like a human shadow. Its body clings to the ceiling as if it could isolate or engulf the light. When the light of the flashlight hits it, the diaphragm is separated around its body.

Feng unconsciously stared at the guy calmly, and it also looked down at Feng unconsciously. The strange atmosphere lasted for a short time, and the shadow gradually faded and disappeared

Unexpectedly, about three seconds after it completely disappeared, suddenly, two faint blue beams came from above, exactly where the shadow's eyes were.

Any normal person standing here has to be scared, but Feng doesn't even feel that he just stands still, doesn't even shake his hand, and says weakly: "you're shocked It's very lively... "

At this time, the shadow swooped down from above, retreated quickly, avoided easily, took out the "one shot must kill pistol", pointed at the other side and said: "what do you want to do?"

The shadow gradually became clear and real from a state of nothingness. He became a black humanoid, which looked like those murderers planted in Conan's hands. But the eyes of the goods were blue, and there was a strange fold on his body. You can see the blood like liquid flowing in the fold, as if the blood vessels of the guy were growing outside, And it's transparent.

"Can you tell ghost stories?" The shadow began to listen like a middle-aged man.

"You Ha ha ha ha ha... " Feng didn't know which nerve was wrong. He suddenly thought this scene was extremely funny. This sentence poked at his laughing point. After about ten seconds, he managed to control his mood and said, "I warn you, I'm in a hurry."

"Tell me a ghost story." The shadow added.

Feng unconsciously put down the gun. He was not worried about killing the goods with a single shot, but that killing the goods might lead to his being trapped in this room. "If I said What are the benefits? " He asked.

Although it seems to be such a simple and casual question, in fact, it was carefully considered. Instead of asking "can you let me out if you talk about it", he asked "what's the benefit", so that the other party's answer has more possibilities. If the flag in this room is to tell a story and then open the door, how to ask is the same; but if there are other benefits besides going out after telling a ghost story, the unconscious asking method can get all the rewards in advance.

"If it scares me, let you out." The shadow replied.

"How easy is it for me to shoot you and go out again?" Feng didn't feel like raising a gun. He was just testing with words.

"Well..." The shadow was thinking, "well, if your story scares me, I will not only let you out, but also directly take you to the" cell "at the end of this corridor. You were running towards there, right? That road is a long one. "

In this way, I can understand it all before I know it. I can get rid of it with a gun and go out, but I can't get back the time I've been delayed here. And storytelling It'll take a few minutes to get in, but it'll go straight to the end of the corridor. Maybe it will save some time. God knows how long the corridor is in the second half

"Well, I'll talk about one." Feng didn't realize that he was familiar with this matter. He looked at his face from bottom to top with the light of a flashlight, and said in a gloomy tone and a low voice: "once upon a time, there was a taxi driver..."

Seeing this, I think you should also understand why Feng is not allowed to contact with children

“…… He often had to work late. One day, when he passed a strange road, he saw a woman in white waving to him... " Feng didn't realize that he had picked out a short story. With his storyteller's skill, he could tell an hour's passage, even conceive a short horror story and dictate it. But at this moment, he naturally controlled the length as short as possible: "the driver didn't think much, he stopped the car.

The woman opened the back door and sat in the car. She seemed to be very light, and the driver didn't feel any ups and downs when she got on the bus. The driver asked her, "where are you going?" I moved my vision to the rearview mirror... " Genius a second to remember this website www.biquga.com, the fastest updated novel website!