When Li Yinhang's hands and feet were cold and stiff, and he was disturbed by the dull and urgent knock on the door, Nan Zhou took the initiative to lift his leg and walked towards the door that was slammed.
She subconsciously wanted to dissuade.
And Nan Zhou only used an understatement to dispel her fear: "It's coming. It's not that it can't be killed."
The sound insulation of the room was limited, and even the people outside were shocked by his words and stopped slamming the door.
… The thing in the door seemed even more terrifying.
In the silence, Nan Zhou opened the door that was basically opened manually.
Cao Shuguang held Ma Xiaopei, hesitated for a few seconds, then gritted his teeth and plunged into the room.
The door slowly closed behind the two of them.
"I rely on."
Cao Shuguang leaned against the wall, let out a big gasp, and pressed his buzzing head against the cold wall to lower the temperature.
He was both excited and fearful, his arm wearing a hand crossbow hanging down by his side, trembling slightly: "...I killed myself just now, can you believe it?"
Even Cao Shuguang didn't realize how strange his performance was in Nan Zhou's eyes.
His breathing was rapid, his hands were trembling, and everything was clearly in line with how normal people would react to incomprehensible terrifying events.
… but the corners of his mouth twitched into a slightly amused smile.
Just like those "Gravity" players who once visited "Never", even if they were chased and killed by themselves, they all had such a strange and disgusting expression on their faces.
Because they don't die at all, not even painful.
For example, the haunted house is really scary, but most people know that the ghost is fake and can't really hurt them.
This sense of sight made Nan Zhou feel very bad.
How could Cao Shuguang think that it was such a time that Nan Zhou still had the heart to observe him.
He firmly grasped Ma Xiaopei's hand and breathed evenly.
And Ma Xiaopei stood in the shadow behind the door, with her head hooked, not knowing what she was thinking.
With the addition of the young couple, the originally spacious triple room became cramped.
Li Yinhang asked, "Where's Shao Mingzhe?"
Cao Shuguang: "I don't know, the person is not in the room."
This time, even Li Yinhang was surprised: "Did you go to him on purpose?"
They almost tore their faces in the afternoon. Cao Shuguang and the others fled for their lives.
Cao Shuguang swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "Where, his door is open, the window is open, and the glass ballast in the washroom was shattered all over the floor, and it all spilled over to the door, and there was blood on it..."
He described it a bit topsy-turvy, but the general amount of information was enough for them to make a judgment.
Li Yinhang's heart was empty for a moment.
It's not that she has deep feelings for Shao Mingzhe, who met by chance.
He told himself about Nan Zhou and Jiang Fang, although it was only a few words, but it made Li Yinhang feel that he must have some special ability.
Like Yi Shuige or the "Bronze" squad, it may be beneficial to befriend him.
This is the network she has developed, and it is a little bit of Li Yinhang's professionalism.
With a glimmer of hope, she asked, "Did he hide?"
Cao Shuguang curled his lips: "The room is just that big, so I can finish it at a glance. Where can he hide?"
This is also true.
He didn't care much about Shao Mingzhe's life or death. He turned his head and asked Nan Zhou eagerly, "Mr. Nan, how can we deal with it."
In the event of danger, he has no self-awareness of high-dimensional human beings, and he has quickly assigned himself to the Nanzhou camp.
Nan Zhou looked at him: "'it'?"
The ghost that Nan Zhou saw in the sea was a group of twisted arms and legs in a multi-player pose.
When Nanji Star escaped from the window just now, the broken glass also projected a large number of "Nanjing Star" individuals.
This is also what Cao Shuguang saw with his own eyes.
How did he determine that it was a number of ghosts wandering in the mirror
Seeing Nan Zhou showing a hint of doubt, Cao Shuguang couldn't wait to show another tool that he had put on his left wrist with a black wrist ring.
A point-and-shoot camera with instant flush.
He smoothed the sweaty photo that was crumpled in his palm and handed it to Nan Zhou.
Cao Shuguang couldn't wait to start explaining before Nan Zhou finished reading the information through the faint light from under the door.
"This prop of mine is called [the old-fashioned camera of Xinxin Photo Studio]." He praised proudly, "It's very easy to use, and it can show the spiritual body of ghost treasures."
The photo was taken when he dragged Ma Xiaopei to run wild in the corridor.
Since it was shot while running, the picture was very bumpy.
Fortunately, the scene reflected in the window was barely visible.
In the window, there were no Ma Xiaopei and Cao Shuguang at all.
There is only a huge and incomplete human-shaped shadow, like a lying giant, whose torso twists and turns through the entire corridor, like a tropical anaconda that is completely dark and hidden in the glass.
Its limbs swelled abnormally, and its body was constantly peeling off the debris of shadows.
Because of Cao Shuguang's nervousness and trembling hands, a total of seven photos were taken until the developing paper inside was exhausted.
This revolving lantern-like photo is enough to piece together the changes in the giant shadow in the window in just a few moments.
—The debris peeled off from this torso pieced together a clear mirror of Cao Shuguang.
No wonder Cao Shuguang was so desperate when he smashed the door just now.
Seeing this scene, everyone will try their best to find a safe place to hide.
Cao Shuguang stayed in the hotel for the past two days. He didn't make much achievements in the task, but he talked to the boss chicken and duck, and he heard a lot of local anecdotes.
For example, he heard from his boss that about three months ago, a murderer who liked to sneak into other people's homes late at night and committed nine murders with a sharp knife was chased by the police and was shot to death by a fast-flowing river nearby. , fell into the river.
About a week later, his body was found by fishermen near the estuary.
When he was discovered, his whole body was swollen and shiny, and the whole figure was like a box jellyfish that had swelled to the extreme.
What's even more bizarre is that the body was parked at a nearby small police station, and when it was waiting for the higher-level department to receive it, it disappeared.
Everyone said that he was the son of a ghost mother. He was resurrected by his mother and re-mixed into the crowd with the face of a normal person.
As soon as he saw the abnormally swollen black giant shadow and such a pervasive and chilling sense of lurking, Cao Shuguang naturally thought of this headless case.
Where there is grievance, it can be surrendered.
If his corpse was stolen by the person behind him, then such a ghost wandering spirit full of resentment and murderous intent would be the most suitable for this line of work.
After Cao Shuguang revealed all the information he could provide, he stared at Nan Zhou and asked him to give a solution.
"Wait."
Nan Zhou did not hesitate, and said succinctly: "I have already arranged to find the host of the descending head. During the period when it finds the source of the descending head, we only need to survive."
"Just need to survive"...
Cao Shuguang's palms sweated as he said this.
After secretly rubbing on the seam of his trousers, he took his little wife's hand and squeezed it comfortingly.
Ma Xiaopei raised his head, glanced at him quietly, and twisted his neck under the shadows, revealing a sneer that Cao Shuguang was unaware of.
Nan Zhou walked to the bedside, stretched out his hand to Li Yinhang, and gestured silently.
Li Yinhang knew that he should save his mind at such a time, and immediately squatted into the storage compartment obediently.
Nan Zhou turned to look at Jiang Fang again.
Jiang Fang has been sitting quietly on the bed without even getting off the ground.
With one hand on his knee, he smiled and said, "Don't you need my help with your plan?"
Nan Zhou lowered his eyes and thought for a while: "It will be very dangerous."
Jiang Fang: "I can guess what you want to do. You will need a helper."
After thinking about Jiang Fang's proposal carefully, Nan Zhou obviously planned to accept it.
He withdrew his hand and promised seriously, "I will take care of you."
Jiang Fang got out of bed, and replied politely: "Then I will be grateful for your patronage."
Cao Shuguang was confused by these two riddlers,
ha
Don't you mean to wait in place
At present, it seems that the medium through which this ghost can live and jump is just specular reflection.
As long as they hide in a place where there is no light source and no specular reflection conditions, everything will be ok
He looked at his wife, wanting to have a thought with her.
But Ma Xiaopei kept standing beside him with his head down and his head lowered.
Cao Shuguang even had a strange illusion.
The tissues and muscles in her head had been torn apart, leaving only a layer of skin, and the head was hanging in a chain.
However, when his hair stood on end, Ma Xiaopei adjusted the angle of his neck again, raised his head, and gave him a consolation.
Cao Shuguang's nerves were an old problem that had not healed over the years. Seeing that there was nothing unusual, he laughed in his heart that he was really a soldier.
Nan Zhou took Jiang Fang, passed by the young couple standing side by side behind the door, and bowed their heads politely to the two of them: "I'll go out and have a look."
Cao Shuguang waved his hands wearily, not intending to stop the two of them from dying.
Nan Zhou: "Aren't you going with us?"
Cao Shuguang thinks cats are good here.
The curtains were drawn, the door of the bathroom with mirrors was also closed, and the framed landscape paintings on the wall also formed a certain angle, so they couldn't see them. Just fine.
Cao Shuguang was cheeky and made up his mind to grind foreign workers: "I'll take a break with my daughter-in-law."
He didn't grasp the essence of the single "you" at all.
Nan Zhou: "Oh."
After uttering a short tone, Nan Zhou suddenly shot.
- His fingertips gathered strength and threw the dagger backhand.
The cold light of the dagger followed Ma Xiaopei's mouth, completely submerged!
Her head was nailed to the wall by the powerful force, and with a slam, half of her face sank in!
Sudden change, Cao Shu's eyes were completely split, and before he had time to scold the street, the cold and soft hand clenched in his hand was like a mirage, dispersing out of thin air.
Cao Shuguang: "..."
He stared at his palm, vaguely understanding something.
Nan Zhou stared at Cao Shuguang, whose face was turning pale: "You walked all the way, and there were all windows beside you. You should be surprised that the ghost didn't do anything to you."
Cao Shuguang, who woke up, didn't say a word, opened the door, and hurried away in the direction he and Ma Xiaopei fled all the way!
Nan Zhou snorted softly, but of course he couldn't stop the anxious Cao Shuguang.
At the moment when Cao Shuguang was exposed in the corridor, part of the invisible shadow chased him all the way.
The other part stayed at the door of Nan Zhou and Jiang Fang's room, staring at them, coveting and looking forward to their collapse and fear.
This is its supreme nourishment, and it is also its lifelong pursuit before and after death.
Inside the hidden door of the room.
Nan Zhou took out the light chain from the warehouse and put it on his fingertips.
Jiang Fang counted his remaining playing cards and took out a C-level item.
Unlike other normal players, they have very few c-level items.
[The love of beauty, everyone has it] is one of these C-level props that are rare and expensive.
It is a theoretically inexhaustible makeup mirror.
Before that, it only played a small role in the [Full Moon Fear] dungeon.
Now, it was caught in Jiang Fang's hands, and it was brewing with dark killing intent.
No normal person would pull out a mirror in this situation.
However, neither Jiang Fang nor Nan Zhou objected to this.
Nan Zhou never felt that it would be safe to seal himself in a room.
Picture frames, windows, mirrors, and even a person's eye mask can all be a medium for reflection.
"We've just established that there's no one else in the hotel to help us. We can't ask for help, which is fine."
Nan Zhou said calmly: "This means that ghosts can't ask for help."
For Nan Zhou, the weakness of the ghost in the mirror is not difficult to find.
- It does not fully reproduce everything of the person being copied.
This was obvious to Nan Zhou when he was fighting with the "Nan Zhou" holding a dagger.
And those "Nanjing Stars" that were copied by mirrors swarmed to kill the genuine Antarctic Stars, but they didn't know that they could make their heads bigger, and they could see it.
The upper limit of its strength is the murderer who kills nine people in a row.
In this way, things are simpler.
- Who is not a murderer yet.
After Nan Zhou was ready, he shook his right hand wearing the light chain, and said to Jiang Fang, who was holding the mirror, "Okay, let's call it out."