"Don't believe too much in the titles of those stories. Those are just headlines and come from the UC Shock Department. So according to what you said, in the second story, is there a monster named school? ?”
Rolling his eyes, Bai Zhi seemed slightly speechless.
"You say others are monsters called lies, maybe you are the monster called lies yourself?"
"Then what do you think it is?"
Xiaoxiao raised her head and looked at him.
"Between me and her, one must be fake. What do you think that fake existence is?"
"The answer is actually very simple, you just make it complicated."
Bai Zhi had a solemn look on his face.
"It's Gaia. Trust me, you can become light too."
"..."
After a moment of silence, Xiaoxiao raised her hand and pressed her forehead hard. She turned her head and looked aside.
Although the expression on her face basically didn't change much, it seemed that the other party was trying her best to suppress the restless emotions in her heart.
"Stop playing boring jokes. Between her and me, who do you choose to believe?"
"What do you think you two are playing about, the real or fake Monkey King?"
Bai Zhi curled his lips and looked disgusted.
"Speaking of which, why should I go out of my way to tell which of you is real and who is fake?"
"The direction of the story is becoming more and more bizarre, but we don't even know what the main content of the story is. This incident is obviously a breakthrough to explore the truth behind the story, right?"
Taking a slight breath, Xiaoxiao tried her best to remain calm while speaking.
"And, I'm worried about my sister's safety."
"Well... Actually there are ways to solve the problem."
After holding his hands and thinking for a moment, Bai Zhi nodded matter-of-factly.
"I have a good way to solve this problem once and for all...here, this is it."
"… What's this?"
Looking at what was taken out and held up to her by someone in front of her, Xiaoxiao asked after a moment of silence.
"Oh, M1917 American-made Smith & Wesson."
Bai Zhi answered calmly.
Then, before the other party could react, his figure suddenly disappeared in front of the other party.
Xiaoxiao: "..."
-Ten minutes later, the person who entered the toilet again looked horrified and found several deep fist marks on the wall.
… … … … … … … … … …
"This is the case again..."
In the darkness of the school dormitory, Bai Zhi opened his eyes.
Just now, just like when he got on the bus during the day, his shadow guards who were sent out, including the shadow puppets themselves, were collectively wiped out at the same time.
"Speaking of which, this seems to be the second time... Did you inadvertently violate some rules again?"
Lying on the bed with one hand on his head, Bai Zhi narrowed his eyes slightly.
The matter between Yeyue Yingxue and the shy twin sisters has not yet been resolved, and a new situation has arisen on his side.
If so, did Xia Wen and the recorder also encounter the same situation
"It always feels a little... huh?"
Raising his eyebrows slightly, Bai Zhi turned his gaze to the edge of his bed.
At some point, a pair of feet hung down from the edge of the bed. It looked like there was a figure sitting on the top bunk of his bed, and he seemed to be wearing a white skirt... Female ghost
Bai Zhi looked thoughtful as he found something from the memory that belonged to Xu Tingsheng.
There have been rumors about the dormitory they live in for a long time. It is said that it was once a female dormitory, and there were rumors that a murder occurred here.
… So you say I’m a ghost
But a female ghost lives in the dormitory of several grown men every day... Does this guy have any special hobbies
Pouting his lips, Bai Zhi turned over on the bed and decided to pretend not to see it. He needed to sort out what he had gained tonight, but he didn't have much time to deal with this slippery ghost.
-Then, as soon as he turned over, he came face to face with a fragmented face.
Volume One: The Gap between Virtual and Real: Chapter 583 Chapter 575: The quilt barrier is invincible! !
After carefully checking the door lock and making sure it was locked, the girl in a thin nightgown returned to bed with some peace of mind.
- Frankly speaking, the recorder felt that this home could no longer stay.
The incident about the real and fake mother that happened in the elevator in the afternoon was just the beginning. After she came back from studying in the evening, strange things happened one after another.
First she heard her mother's voice coming from the kitchen, and then when she was about to go to the kitchen, the same call came from the bedroom.
As if forcing her to make a choice, as time went by, the calls of the two voices became louder and more severe, just like a reminder.
Under this situation, no matter where she went, it was a rather unwise choice. After editing a text message as quickly as possible and sending it to someone, she received a reply three seconds later.
Without the slightest hesitation, she followed the instructions in the text message and slammed a water glass placed on the coffee table to the ground.
-When her mother walked out of the kitchen, the bedroom suddenly fell into dead silence.
It seemed that only she could hear the extra voice. Her mother criticized her for accidentally breaking the water glass. After finishing her supper amid her mother's nagging voice, she returned to herself as if escaping. inside the room.
And this, this is just the beginning.
After that, various "choice questions" appeared one after another. For example, she heard her mother ask her to help pick up things at the same time, and her mother asked her to go to the bathroom to take a shower.
Just like the options in the galgame game, if one of the options in the middle is chosen incorrectly, it may lead to a different final outcome, and it is not certain that it will even lead to BE.
So that night... at least ten things were broken in their house.
So in the end, her mother was worried that she was under too much pressure due to the upcoming college entrance examination, and was ready to drive her to the hospital for a check-up...
I have to say that although the method provided by someone seems a bit unreliable, it is very useful when implemented.
After drawing the curtains, locking the doors and windows, and turning on the lamp in front of the bed, the recorder sat back on the bed holding his cell phone.
After a moment of hesitation, she edited a message and sent it.
[Thank you very much before. The method you provided is very useful. ]
Half a minute later, the reply arrived coldly.
［O］
"..."
Looking at the reply message on the phone that was so concise that it didn't even have hyphens or punctuation marks, it was just a letter reply, the reporter's mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly.
Although living at home is slightly more free than living on campus, the situation is actually the same on both sides, that is, there is no way to get a good night's sleep.
It would be ridiculous to say that the monsters in the story were killed silently because of sleeping.
In stories dominated by ghost stories, you can't be careless at any time, and you must be alert at all times. Although the time between each story is lengthened, it only lasts for more than ten minutes each time, so there is no way to rest.
It’s also thanks to the fact that the basic attributes of the players are basically considered to be beyond ordinary people, otherwise not many people can withstand such a high-intensity story series.
The low risk and high reward that someone thinks is just what he thinks, but in fact, for the recorders, the difficulty is enough to match the reward.
After all, in the story, there was a narrow escape from death, and there was not much time to rest after returning to the library, so what happened to fighting for one's life to obtain an elite-level item
The difficulty level is too low, it's pie in the sky... If they knew what Bai Zhi was thinking in his heart, they didn't know how they would feel.
"If you can't sleep at night... read a book to refresh yourself."
After letting out a breath, the recorder put the cell phone aside.
But when she got up and went to the desk to get the book, she accidentally caught a glimpse of a strange scene out of the corner of her eye.
There is a table lamp on the bedside table next to the bed, with a gentle light, which casts light and shadow on the bedside and the wall.
Under the light of the desk lamp, a strange shadow was clearly cast on the ground beside the bed.
-Under her bed, there was a big, terrifying hand.
When his eyes saw the strange projection, almost subconsciously, the recorder held his breath.
Although her mother was already asleep at this point, the strange things didn't seem to leave her.
"..."
After a moment of thinking, the recorder quietly took out a thin card in his hand, and then carefully posted the card beside the bed.
But with such a small movement, the shadow cast by the giant hand under the bed, which was originally motionless, moved slightly and unexpectedly.
…Is it because I accidentally stuck my hand out of the bed
After a moment of observation, the recorder came to such a conclusion.
Taking a deep breath, she tried to keep her gestures as flat as possible, and slowly pulled back her hand and the card.
While looking at the other side with the corner of his eye to prevent other changes there, the recorder looked at the card in his hand.
On the originally empty card, a few lines of tiny words appeared at some point.
[Name: Giant Hand Under the Bed]
[Type: Weird]
[Risk: Slight]
[Part of the characteristics: unable to break free after being caught]
[Recommendation: Do not extend part of your body outside the bed]
"Is the specific triggering rule weird... Why is there such a thing in the house?"
Seeing these words on the card, the recorder frowned slightly, but his heart calmed down a little.
There are many types of ghost stories. As long as they are incomprehensible to humans and are harmful to humans, they can be collectively called ghost stories. In fact, the classification of this stuff is quite complex.
However, if we follow the most superficial divisions, Kaitan can still be divided into several categories, such as whether it has an entity, whether it can communicate, whether it has wisdom, whether it has specific rules... and so on.
The giant hand under the bed she encountered now was a typical rule-type ghost story. These monster stories were easy to deal with or difficult to deal with. The most important thing was to see whether they could find their rules.
"Bed defense and quilt barrier? If you put it that way...!?"
Just when the recorder was slightly frowning and thinking about related matters, quite suddenly, the card she created with her own skills disappeared from her hand, and before she could recover, The sound of the door being twisted came from the door of the room...
- But she clearly remembered that she had carefully locked the door before.
His heart suddenly jumped, and he didn't care about the skill that suddenly failed. The recorder quickly lay down, covered himself with a sheet, and closed his eyes.
"Click."
With a soft sound, the door opened.
Volume One: The Gap between Illusion and Reality: Chapter 584 Chapter 576: The Definition of Terror
When the locked door was easily opened and the sound of footsteps gradually approached her, she closed her eyes tightly and tried her best to calm down her mood.
Honestly, she's in a bad way right now.
For unknown reasons, all of her skills cannot be used, the props cannot be taken out, the equipment is imprisoned, the title cannot be called, and even the attributes of her body have fallen below ordinary people... In other words, she has become an ordinary person at this moment. people.
In the previous story, after turning into a blackboard eraser, she had experienced such a situation. The equipment and props could not be used, but at that time they at least had room to escape, but what about now
Once a flaw is revealed, she will probably be gone, right? How much resistance can ordinary people have in the face of these strange existences
Closing his eyes slightly and resisting the idea of escaping from the bed immediately, the recorder tried his best to keep his breathing calm and pretend to be asleep.
And just as her heart was lifted, the footsteps also came to her bedside. After a period of dead silence that seemed to her to be extremely long, the figure standing by the bed reached out and turned off the lamp, and then as if He turned around and exited the room as he had come.
With the soft sound of the door being closed, the recorder suddenly felt a sense of survival after a disaster.
But when she wanted to open her eyes, she suddenly thought of something and forcibly resisted this behavior, but still maintained a gentle breathing and pretended to be asleep.