"hahahahahahahahahahaha!"
In the silent night sky, a series of wild laughter shook people's eardrums a little ache.
"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!" This group of "slime" is really good at tickling, the protruding tentacles are scratching the tickle every time, and the person who was thrown to the ground by it The rolling player couldn't breathe from laughing, and shouted intermittently, "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"
But these words fell into SCP-999's ears, it didn't matter whether it heard it or not, it also "giggled" sharply, exuding a pleasant fruity scent, and hearing the other party laugh so happily made it even more so. Come on.
Whether it was playing with the staff in the Foundation or now, SCP-999’s thinking has always been very simple, just wanting to bring happiness to the human beings he loves. Impressed, already determined to do everything in his power to amuse him—just like when he was confronted with SCP-682.
"Hahahaha I hahahaha I was wrong hahahaha—"
The player laughed for almost three minutes, with tears in his eyes, and finally couldn't hold it anymore, he stumbled and begged for mercy: "Don't hahahaha, stop quickly, I can't take it anymore hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!"
"Hey," Lin You didn't let him go so easily, "Why don't you show some sincerity?"
"Hahahaha, feel free to mention it, I can still draw, draw a map for you! My fucking stomach hurts hahahahahahahaha—"
This is enough.
Lin You snapped her fingers, and the tickle stopped in response.
It turned around slowly, and there was a bit of grievance and reluctance in its gestures, and even looked at the gap and scratched the person underneath twice. The player's low-pitched laughter suddenly became high-pitched, clutching his stomach and curling up into a ball.
Lin You: "..."
Hello!
Under her warning gaze, SCP-999 slowly moved away from the jelly-like body, and twisted towards the collapsed player.
If it had eyes, it must have turned its head three times reluctantly, and before leaving, it also rubbed the player's face affectionately with the "tentacle" wrapped in a smooth capsule.
Compared to it, this poor player has no nostalgia at all.
On the contrary, he never wanted to experience the feeling of being tickled again in his life. Panting "ha, ha", he sat on the ground with his head propped up on both hands, and retreated back and forth, keeping a foothold with the "slime" curled up beside Lin You's legs. A distance of four or five meters.
"Ha...haha..." he struggled, "do you have a pen and paper?"
Hearing the words, the three dwarf ghosts deeply felt that they had done something to capture this man, and happily went to get what he wanted.
The player lost his strength and fell to the ground, still making a "haha" sound from time to time.
"Hey," Geng Qinghe said blankly, "Didn't you stop scratching, why...?"
"Maybe I laughed too hard."
Skull analyzed calmly, and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, "It's so good, I can still laugh out of being scratched, you see, I don't even have any meat left."
That player: "..."
Get out! ! !
He didn't even have the energy to scold, he just lay flat on the ground so pitifully helpless and wanted to laugh, deeply doubting what he did wrong in his previous life to be assigned to the camp that was hostile to the boss.
Perhaps it was because the despair on his face was so obvious that even the skull couldn't help but comfort him.
"Young man," it said deeply, "you are still very lucky."
Then simply counted them one by one, "At least you didn't get stuffed with chili peppers, flushed the toilet, pricked the air leak, demolished the old house, gnawed on the resurrection point, pushed into the ceiling..."
Lin You: "..."
Is she shameless? !
That player: "... Thank you, big brother, for not killing me."
It turned out that before they knew it, there were still so many ghosts who suffered from such a variety of murderous hands.
Thinking about it this way is more psychologically balanced!
"go."
Lin You glanced sideways at the skull, but it was the only one who shut up quickly. Nyarlathotep laughed unscrupulously beside him, and finally laughed enough before coughing twice.
"Cough," even Geng Qinghe couldn't help it, but luckily the three brats also came over with a pen and paper at this time, and he hurriedly said, "Look, Sister You, they are here."
The player's laughter finally passed, and he quickly lay down on the nearest tree trunk and drew out the route map.
He didn't dare to fool it, the thing that looked like a slime was squatting on the side, ready to pounce again.
In case the lying is caught...
Dare not dare to think.
If he let SCP-999 know what he wanted, it would take a while - it really just wanted to play with him.
After drawing the simple map, the human player quickly handed it to Lin You, and as if afraid that she would let someone do it again, he grabbed the red rope on his wrist first.
"I'll do it myself," he said hastily, "...do you have scissors?"
Before the words fell, the three dwarf ghosts giggled and took out a pair of scissors that had been prepared.
The player stared at them, then rubbed his sore stomach, and sighed faintly.
Forget it, he lost convincingly.
... I just hope that next time I can be assigned to the same camp as the boss.
The scissors made a crisp "click" sound, and the player's figure disappeared in a blink of an eye—it's not hard to imagine how he would complain after he went out, and beat up the rumor maker who no longer knew where to hide.
Lin You stood under the street lamp, taking advantage of the light to observe the map left by the other party.
In addition to the long ghosts still running around outside the barrier, besieging a few escaped players, the sound in the distance has also weakened—this can be regarded as a deal.
Now the players who are out of the game are basically the players who were originally assigned to the western and northern barriers, and the only ones left to solve are the east and south.
The player really clearly marked it out, and also stated that it was a school and a museum.
"Go counterclockwise, to the west."
Lin You thought about it, "Come closer."
Geng Qinghe naturally had no objection, and Nyarlathotep lazily said that they could figure it out, so he went back to rest first.
Those ghosts were also very knowledgeable, seeing that their tasks were almost completed, they all consciously returned to the ghost cards.
Looking at the extra figures on the card, Geng Qinghe couldn't help but sigh for a while, but across the road, the No. 375 bus was still parked at the curb. Seeing that they were the only ones coming over, the driver, who absolutely didn't want to be alone with these two humans, was shocked, and wanted to join everyone else in the ghost game, but Lin You took the first step to hold the car door, cutting off his thoughts.
Everything is so familiar.
"Don't, don't, I don't mean anything else." Under the pleading eyes of the driver, "Please let me go", Lin You stepped on the steps and got into the car with a smile. She approached and took the hand-painted stick figure map Handed it to him, "How slow is it to walk, and give us another ride?"
The driver took it with a bitter face, wondering if he could have a say in this
When both of them got into the car, he pulled up the handbrake and stepped on the accelerator. The started bus moved forward slowly, and when it reached the first intersection, he twisted the steering wheel and turned the front of the car.
"... Strange."
Before driving far, Lin You suddenly heard the skull muttering in a strange tone.
It twisted and turned, as if trying to figure out its direction, and seemed to feel something suddenly while hesitating, and let out a loud cry.
"Wait, stop in front!"
Lin You raised her eyebrows knowingly. She had seen such an urgent attitude before, and she guessed something in her heart at this moment—it probably sensed other parts of her body.
When the driver turned his head to the side and asked for her opinion in the rearview mirror, Lin You also nodded along the way, indicating that he would listen to him.
Anyway, the past also takes time, not less than this hour and a half.
"Thank you." Seeing that the hope of finding his body was one step closer, the skull smiled, and hurriedly continued, "Go further, a little further—"
It pointed to an extremely narrow alley, and the bus would definitely not be able to drive in. The driver parked the car at the entrance of the alley with great insight, and let Lin You and the others get out of the car.
"This way..."
Passing through the alley, the skull said hesitantly, and then immediately said: "No, no, go there."
It pointed to the road step by step, and even Lin You couldn't count how many turns they turned in the dark, and how many old signboards they passed, before they finally came to a narrower alley. stopped.
Compared with other places, it is not dark here.
On the contrary, there are strings of small light bulbs with blackened inner walls hanging on the wall. The light in the small light bulb is not very bright, but it can also vaguely illuminate that there is a dead end in this alley, and there is only one family at the end of this alley.
Through the high wall, it is impossible to see what is going on inside, but it is certain that this family occupies such a large area.
After they walked further and came to the tightly closed wooden gate, Lin Youxin said that the decoration style was quite old. She only pushed lightly, and heard the "squeak" sound of the revolving column that had been in disrepair underneath.
The voice was muffled and piercing, adding a bit of weirdness to it.
She glanced at the door, but left the latch unlatched.
"Are you sure it's inside?" Lin You asked.
"Almost," the skull didn't dare to speak too harshly, "it feels like there might be more than one piece."
The courtyard of this old house is not small, the wind is whistling, the trees planted by the roadside are also rustling in the evening wind, and the shadows that fall are also shaking faintly, not far away, there seems to be a spot of light like a will-o'-the-wisp shining brightly or brightly Flashing, it was a bright reminder to them that it is not suitable to go deep into this place.
"Sister You..." Seeing this scene, Geng Qinghe couldn't help hesitating for a while with his firm footsteps.
He was still a little flustered.
"There's nothing to be afraid of."
The skull, which was still afraid before, has long since been honed by someone to have a pair of iron-clad courage, it said quietly.
"Anyway, we have a person who was reincarnated after seeing a ghost, and he would worry about seeing a ghost, for short—"
Geng Qinghe replied in a strange way: "...'Ghosts are sad'?"
Lin You: "..."
Enough.