"ah!"
A long scream echoed in the room.
Zhang Chen, who fell to the ground, didn't have time to wipe off the stinky blood on his fingers when he felt a cold hand grabbing his calf!
That hand was cold, stiff, with a faint smell of corpses, as if it had just come out of a grave? There was still wet soil on the fingertips, and it grabbed him just like that!
Another familiar episode flashed through his mind, but it was difficult for his brain in extreme fear to receive it accurately.
Zhang Chen trembled like an electric shock.
In his daze, he didn't even know what he was doing, and it was hard to imagine that he would make such a sharp and terrified scream one day.
When Zhang Chen came back to his senses, he dragged his blood-stained calf and ran to the door desperately.
Hoo hoo...
In the narrow entrance, Zhang Chen could even hear himself panting violently. He raised his hand and pulled the latch of the anti-theft door. With a "click", the door was unlocked, and a faint light shone in from the crack in the opened door.
… Very good! saved! !
... escape! I want to escape! ! !
Zhang Chen's heart was pounding, and endless surprises rushed into his heart. He was about to pull the door open completely, but the next moment, he found that he couldn't pull it.
A majestic force came from the door, and it seemed that a giant was standing on the other side of the door, trying to close the door tightly.
The crack in the door was getting smaller and smaller, and the light gradually faded.
It seemed that the last chance of life was about to be cut off.
"No, don't!" The invisible fear engulfed Zhang Chen's whole heart like a cloud of black mist. He grasped the door handle with both hands, and pulled the latch desperately, with a hysterical expression, "Let me out! Let me out! !!"
bang bang bang—
Amidst the violent impact, the iron door handle in his palm changed a different feeling at some point. The cold, viscous, and eerie air penetrated directly into Zhang Chen's palm.
In the faint light, he lowered his head with a stiff face.
But he found that what he was holding in his hand was not a door bolt at all, but a blue-black hand.
This hand grew where the door bolt was originally installed, and the palm was covered with sticky blood, as if it had been fished out of a pool of blood. It seemed that it had noticed his gaze, and stretched its five fingers in turn, holding his hand !
Such a gentle and intimate action, like a cute girl? Acting like a baby to her boyfriend, under the current situation, it seems so terrifying.
Zhang Chen suddenly took a big step back as if bitten by a poisonous snake, and was about to withdraw his hand.
Unexpectedly, just before he let go, the blue-black palm grasped him tightly, fingers even squeezed into his fingers, and the fingers were tightly intertwined!
Because Zhang Chen's movements were too large, he actually directly broke the hand from the door.
There was a piercing sound in the darkness.
Zhang Chen's eyes widened in shock, the eyeballs seemed to pop out of their sockets, and he only stared at the severed hand that was tightly clutching his palm. Where the wrist was broken, there was still stinky blood dripping down.
While he was watching, the severed hand clenched more and more tightly, and the five fingers moved along his palm? becomes particularly clear. The cold and wet touch spread up his wrist, and he felt as if there was a slippery poisonous snake crawling on his arm, and his whole body was frozen.
Zhang Chen's hands were shaking.
The trembling spread from his arms to his whole body, and his pale face was as cold as a corpse in the darkness.
The sound of teeth chattering in his mouth reached his ears.
Zhang Chen's nerves seemed to have collapsed into a string, and it was about to break completely after being fiddled with a little.
There was a sudden pain in the palm, and he heard the sound of chewing...
"ah!"
·
Slap.
Slap.
The drizzle slapped the window casement, and a faint sunlight came in, and thousands of changes were reflected by the raindrops.
Steaming, accompanied by a sweet aroma. In the milky white porcelain cup, the rich sweetness ripples.
A well-knit palm rests on the bottom of the cup, with such a gentle gesture, it seems that what you are holding is not a cup of milk tea, but a rose shining with the glory of spring.
Accompanied by a slight, almost silent snoring sound, the milk tea in the cup dropped by 1/3 at a speed visible to the naked eye. It was not because he raised his head with a look of horror.
He was wearing a casual long windbreaker, sitting on the sofa? Behind him was the drizzle and the slowly smudged sunshine. Looking at the surrounding furnishings, it was clearly Zhang Chen's home.
In the mid-air in front of him, the mist formed a mirror like a water curtain, and the mirror? It was dark, and a cold ghostly aura pervaded the air, and screams could be heard from time to time.
If you look carefully, the room inside the mirror is exactly the same as the ones outside the mirror. It's just that one side is day and the other side is night. It's like two mirrored spaces.
Wasn't it because he was just outside the mirror? He boredly observed Zhang Chen in the mirror who was howling ghosts and howling wolves.
——The evil ghost in the mirror is originally one of the characters in "Sly Song". As early as the first time the power was cut off, Zhang Chen was imprisoned in the mirror ghost's space.
Seeing that Zhang Chen was constantly threatened by the mirror ghost, until finally he lost control of himself, Yuan couldn't help but shake his head dullly: "So unintimidated?" Then he became puzzled, "According to the plot of fate, after half a month , When Zhang Chen accidentally encountered a ghost and was almost swallowed by the evil spirit, the Wenhao system would open the horror novel skill exchange list, allowing him to have the power to deal with the evil spirit—how come the Wenhao system has no response at all?"
System 999 is also very confused: [Host, this system has not detected any energy fluctuations of the same kind, let alone a system signal that can be connected...]
Yuan was not surprised and said: "You don't think that if the name is system, it must be energy life? Just look at it has so many exchange skills, and you... tsk."
His posture seemed to be saying "No, no, I didn't expect you to be so stupid."
System 999: […]
Seeing that the system 999 was suspected of being autistic, Yuan Buwei took another sip of milk tea and comforted him: "Although the skills are not as good as others, but you smell better."
At least, System 999 is like a large sweet puff in Yuan Buwei's perception, which is one of the reasons why Yuan Buwei didn't refuse at all when it forcibly kidnapped Yuan Buwei. Who would refuse to be forcibly kidnapped by a small cake exuding a sweet smell
But Zhang Chen didn't have such a sweet smell, instead there was a rotten and unpleasant smell. As soon as you smell it, you know that Wenhao system is definitely not tasty.
He tilted his head, and said in a doubtful tone: "The natural system must be useful, maybe one day in a world where food is scarce, you can be a food reserve?"
System 999: [… QAQ]
... Thank you, but I have not been comforted.
·
While speaking, the horror in the space in the mirror continued to escalate. The desolate screams almost shattered the mirror, and silent terror was brewing in the darkness.
bang, bang, bang...
Zhang Chen's heart was beating faster and faster, almost beyond the load. He was dizzy, his face was pale, and his body was drenched in cold sweat. Chased by an evil ghost, he ran forward in a panic. I don't know the whole circle.
Just when he almost thought that he was going to go into shock or be swallowed by the evil ghost, a life-saving mechanical sound sounded.
[It is detected that the host's heart rate and mental fluctuations are approaching the limit, and his life is likely to be in danger. Urgent opening of the third floor of the prestige point exchange shop. ]
Zhang Chen suddenly seemed to be put into the pot by a monster? The cooked Tang Seng finally waited for Master Guanyin, and almost cried with joy: "System! Help!"
The exchange list of the Wenhao system was projected in his mind. He had seen the skills of the first two levels long ago, and had exchanged them before. Including proficiency in foreign languages, hacking skills, driving skills, proficiency in fighting... and a series of skills are still within the scope of ordinary people.
And the system has never said that there is a third-tier exchange list.
Therefore, Zhang Chen never thought that this system could also provide supernatural help—before today, he never thought that ghosts in novels could become real!
Now he rushed to the doctor in a hurry and shouted, unexpectedly, there was a surprise.
A list of familiar skills emerged. Most of them are greyed out, only the top three are unlocked. The one on the top is—
Ghostbuster Lv1
Condensed a ghost-hunting hand composed of negative energy, which can forcibly bind ghosts and evil spirits. The stronger the negative energy, the greater the binding power. Most ghosts will be defeated in one blow from the ghost hunters and cannot resist.
Required reputation: 30,000
[Purchasing one-time skills only costs 5% of the original price. ]
There are also two skills that are also lit up below, with reputation points of 50,000 and 80,000 respectively.
"This, isn't this the ability that appeared in the early stage of "Sly Song"?" Zhang Chen glanced at these familiar skills indiscriminately, and always felt that the style of the Wenhao system had changed. Is he going from the literary hero route to the heavenly master route
After thinking wildly for a second, a gust of wind came from behind, and a strong tingling pain came from his back. Zhang Chen fell down and rolled on the ground like a scraped fish.
He couldn't care less about thinking.
"System, exchange it for me, I want to exchange it for a ghost hunter!"
[Since this skill comes from "Sly Song", the host can only exchange it with the reputation points obtained through "Sly Song". The current reputation value is 27810, which is insufficient to exchange. ]
"Fuck! Then change to a disposable one, hurry up!!!"
As his voice fell, a wave of energy suddenly gathered in the dark, falling towards Zhang Chen's palm
Beyond the mirror? It was not for the eyes.
… This is the breath of dessert!
He immediately sat up straight and raised his hand to brush against the mirror.
On Zhang Chen's side, 90% of the invisible energy falling from somewhere was immediately intercepted out of thin air, and the last remaining 10% fell tremblingly into his hands, barely forming an illusory and unreal black palm.
Just now, Zhang Chen, who was being chased by the evil spirit, rolled and crawled on the ground, immediately jumped up like a carp, and turned around with the pleasure of getting his revenge.
brush-
Following his movements, the illusory ghost catcher ruthlessly strangled the ferocious ghost that was rushing towards him, and immediately froze it in mid-air. It was as if a giant picked up the chick.
Zhang Chen laughed heartily, almost distorted.
"Weren't you very capable when you tortured me just now? Didn't expect that—"
He was about to crush the evil spirit into pieces with all his strength, but the illusory ghost-catching hand suddenly exploded with a bang. The gloomy air current blurred Zhang Chen's face.
"???" He was stunned.
... Was the evil spirit restrained for three seconds just now
... Could this be the difference between a buyer's show and a seller's show
This thought just passed through his mind, and the ghost has already roared and grabbed him. The cold breath rushed to his face, causing bursts of stinging pain.
"Exchange for a ghost hunter!" Zhang Chen suddenly closed his eyes and shouted subconsciously.
Another dark force came down, and the illusory big hand narrowly blocked him again, restraining the hideous ghost in mid-air again.
—In less than three seconds, the ghost catcher shattered again.
"Exchange..."
boom!
"Exchange..."
boom!
The reputation value was declining at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Zhang Chen was going crazy. What he seemed to see was not the declining reputation value, but his own life value. Once the value drops to the bottom, his life will also end!
His heart seemed to be wandering back and forth between hope and despair. Every time he was saved for three seconds, he immediately fell into the brink of life and death. This kind of torture made him collapse!
In the end, seeing that the prestige points were exhausted, just when Zhang Chen thought he was going to be eaten by a ghost, he found that his body was shattered like a mirror
Amidst the severe pain, he woke up again in the dark, panting loudly while stroking his complete body in ecstasy.
Tick tock.
Smelly blood dripped from the top of his head.
It was as if an endless loop had begun.
"Ahh..."
Zhang Chen felt as if he had been drawn into a nightmare. The name of the nightmare is "Sly Song".
At present, more than 400,000 words of "Sly Song" have been written. From the beginning when the protagonist accidentally encounters a ghost and is involved in a supernatural event, until the last chapter that Zhang Chen just finished coding, it is roughly divided into five supernatural copies, involving five Different horror legends, the mirror ghost is just an appetizer, and there are four horror legends in succession.
Now, the horror plot in the book is being played out in reality. The five horror legends come one after another, like an experienced old cat slowly teasing a panicking mouse. Whenever Zhang Chen thinks he has escaped from the sky, another level of horror will haunt him.
Under such torture, Zhang Chen almost thought that his rebirth was just a dream, a beautiful dream born in the midst of extreme pain and despair.
His consciousness was on the verge of collapse and sinking.
... It's simply miserable.
·
The world in the mirror is in an infinite loop.
The person outside the mirror is already lying on the sofa boredly. While counting his unexpected gains today.
Whenever Zhang Chen exchanged skills, the Wenhao system had just condensed energy, and 90% would be taken away by Yuan Buwei, the unscrupulous middleman.
"one two three four… "
One after another, the round beads of negative energy were neatly arranged in front of Yuan Buwei. Crystal clear and exudes an unusually delicious aroma.
The eyes that were not for it were bent.
... A lot of little desserts.
Putting away these beads with a wave of his hand, he couldn't help but look at the mirror, and the screams continued to resound in the mirror.
"Why do you think he is so energetic and his voice is not hoarse?" Yuan Buwei couldn't help expressing his doubts to the system 999, then shook his head and said, "It's really useless, I thought I had accumulated a lot of reputation points Unexpectedly, it was wiped out after just a few strokes."
He fell into deep thought, and suddenly had an idea.
"...Maybe we should fatten up a bit before squeezing?"
System 999: […]
... are you a devil? ?