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It was almost noon, in the tree house.
"Oh~ you are much more powerful than I imagined, ang..." Sean scratched his head, looked at Xiao Xiao and sighed, "...you were too humble before, in my opinion, you are simply an expert in monsters."
"It's okay..." Xiao Tan replied absently.
At this moment, he has been chatting here with the two little brats, Sean and Horace, for a long time. The so-called "monster test" is actually some questions and answers about monsters. For players like Xiao Tan who have been in the horror park for a long time, these questions are naturally no difficulty.
"Speaking of... I'm chatting with these two brats here, can it really help the game..." Since he hasn't gotten any definite benefits and hasn't been prompted by the system so far, Xiaotan is already doubting what he did Are things useless
"I'm right! Sean." Horace said from the side, "So Ang can join our club, right?"
"Of course." Sean said, "It's fine to let him be our consultant."
"Haha... that's really great..." Xiao Tan didn't want to dampen the enthusiasm of the children, so she forced a smile, and then said, "Then what... I see that the time is almost noon, I..."
Just when Xiao Tan was about to run away with the excuse of "my mother called me home for dinner", Xiao En suddenly thought of something and interrupted: "That's right! I have something to show you."
As he spoke, he had climbed to a corner of the tree house and rummaged through a pile of sundries.
Seeing this scene, Xiao Tan swallowed back what he wanted to say, and waited quietly.
"Oh, here it is." Not long after, Sean crawled back with a book.
It was a rather thick book, the outer layer was wrapped in a leather book cover, the overall color was yellowish brown, and it looked like it was quite old.
"Two days ago. My mother went to the garage sale of Jane Boggs's house and bought this book for me." Sean showed the cover of the book to two young children with a mysterious expression. In front of his partner, "Look at who the author is."
"Hmm... this is..." Xiao Tan just saw the writing on the cover.
Horace on the side had already shouted loudly: "My God! It's Van Helsing! Where did Boggs and the others get it?"
"Listen to my mother. Looks like they found them in that old house on Dark Creek Road," Sean replied.
Xiao Tan thought for a while, and asked, "That... can I see it?"
"Of course..." When Xiao En said the first half of the sentence, he directly handed the book into Xiao Tan's hand, and then said the second half, "... provided you can understand it."
Xiao Tan took the book. He looked down, and then blurted out: "German?"
"Yeah." Sean shrugged, "otherwise I wouldn't leave the book here and not read it."
"Hmm..." Xiao Tan thought to himself, "I don't understand German... and the system's translation function didn't translate the text in this book, so it can be seen..."
"Sean, Horace." Xiao Tan thought for a while and asked, "Then do you know anyone around here who knows German?"
Sean and Horace looked at each other, and a few seconds later, Horace swallowed his saliva. Replied: "Yes, there is... It's just that person..."
"What's wrong?" Xiao Tan wondered, "That person is not very friendly?"
"We call him 'Weird German Man'." Sean took over the conversation, "He looks about sixty years old, and he lives alone in the unit in the northwest corner of the community. No one has ever seen him leave the house, and no one has seen him. The look in the house..." He sounded more like describing a monster than a person, "It is said that he is a German spy, and possibly a vampire."
"Why do I feel like I'm just a foreign empty-nester old man..." Xiao Tan couldn't help complaining.
"What did you say?" Sean and Horace didn't seem to get the meaning of this sentence.
"Hehe...it's nothing." Xiao Tan quickly turned the topic to the real thing, and continued. "If you don't mind, how about visiting that 'weird German guy' with me?"
...
It was almost noon, and an ambulance was driving steadily on a small road in the urban area.
The driver who drove the car. It was a blond boy in his twenties. He was wearing a blue uniform, and he was wearing a pair of headphones while driving, listening to slightly loud music.
Perhaps he was the only one in the car because he was only traveling to transport the corpse.
At this time, the man who was lying in the rear compartment of the ambulance was the man who had been shot dead in the police station and called himself a "werewolf".
"What's the matter?" The blond boy drove the car to the middle of the path, only to find that the road ahead was blocked by a very dilapidated brown Ford car.
Because this road is relatively narrow. If you put the car in the middle of the road like this, you can basically block the vehicles in both directions. Unless the driver is willing to risk the undercarriage of the car by driving the car onto the shoulder, it cannot pass.
"Hey! What are you doing here? Dude." The blond boy helplessly stopped the ambulance, stuck his head out of the car window, and yelled at the car.
In the next second, a pale face appeared in the window next to the driver's seat of the road-blocking car...
...
On the other hand, on a boulevard in the community.
"The other party is also two people, so don't be careless..." Tanlang squatted behind the green belt on the roadside and said.
"I'm not careless." Po Jun hid behind a big tree one meter away from his teammates, and replied, "Isn't it the safest way to test with shooting skills first in this kind of encounter? ?”
At this time, behind a low wall opposite the boulevard.
"Fortunately, the abilities of the players in this script are restricted..." Xiao Ling muttered while treating the wound on his arm, "otherwise the shot just now would have killed me..."
"But..." Ruoyu, who was standing beside her, took the opportunity, "...we have already been seized by the opponent, and we must pay attention not to allow the opponent to expand the advantage."
"It's okay." Xiao Ling had healed the wound at this time, and continued confidently and murderously, "I don't believe it, he can beat me in sniping?"
...
Dark Creek Road, "Old House".
This road is located in the suburbs, surrounded by almost a scene of barren mountains and mountains.
The "old house" is surrounded by whirling tree shadows and swamps that stretch for miles, adding a sense of eerieness to the already old house.
At noon that day, a dark car drove slowly to the front of the old house...and stopped.
Soon, an adult man stepped down from the driver's seat.
He looked about thirty or forty years old. Wearing a cheap suit that doesn't fit well, although he tried his best to tidy up his hairstyle and beard, he still couldn't hide the sloppy feeling revealed by the long hair and stubble.
"Come on, Mr. F. We're here." After Hill got out of the car, he turned and walked to the back seat of the car, and opened the door for Jue Ge with a very unhappy attitude.
"Hehe...you are a qualified driver, Mr. Hill." Feng Bujue didn't mind the other party's attitude, and he made a joke when he got off the car. "Forgive me for not having the spare money to tip you."
"Huh... That's really a pity." Shirpi responded with a smile, using sarcasm to respond to Jue Ge's provocative joke.
"Okay..." After getting off the station, Feng Bujue immediately gave Hill an order, "Let's move on." At this point, he raised his finger and pointed to the old house more than ten meters away.
"What do you want to come here?" Hill glanced at the house, and then said in a suspicious tone, "This house has been abandoned for many years, and there are rumors that it is haunted."
"Hehe... Haunted." Feng Bujue repeated those two words, and said with a smile, "Let me teach you another lesson. Mr. Hill..." While speaking, he had already walked in front of Hill, And made a gesture to signal the other party to follow, "Any 'haunted' house in Xuancheng usually has one of the following two characteristics-one, this house is indeed haunted; two, there is some kind of important secret hidden in it, That's why some people spread rumors about 'haunting' so that people will stay away from this place."
"You mean..." Hill continued, "This room belongs to the second situation?"
"Well..." Feng Bujue turned his head. Shrugged, "Oh... Actually, I personally think... the house in front of us is a combination of the two situations."
"Then go in by yourself, I'll wait for you here." Hill responded immediately.
"Oyster." The other party's voice did not finish. Another inexplicable word suddenly popped out of Feng Bujue's mouth.
"Ah—" Hill's reaction when he heard the word was not much different from when he heard "taro".
Accompanied by the screams, Hill's body began to twitch from the vest, until the effect spread to the whole body, and it took less than two seconds, and the two seconds. He too was already lying down in pain.
"Why...why... say oyster..." After Xier regained his breath, he wanted to ask Feng Bujue what was going on, but when he got to the point of speaking, he realized... It's better not to say "oyster" It is better to speak the words.
"Heh... do you think I will only set one keyword?" Feng Bujue said, "Let me tell you, this chip has a wide vocabulary... There are four more terms that can make you want to die. more than ten."
"You are simply a demon!" Hill growled at Brother Jue angrily and unwillingly.
"You can say whatever you want." Feng Bujue responded noncommittally, then snapped his fingers, pointed to the door in front, and said, "Now, if you don't want to learn more about which lines will make you uncomfortable, then Come and open the door, please."
Facing the naked threat, Hill could only quickly get up from the ground, patted the dust off his body, and then walked to the door of the old house.
"I hope you can keep your promise after this is over... Take out this damn chip." Hill read as he walked to Feng Bujue.
"Don't worry, that thing is much more precious than your life." Brother Jue said this ugly fact with a sense of sarcasm.
Gululu-gululu-
Hill, who walked to the door, held the doorknob and turned it vigorously a few times, then turned his head to look at Brother Jue and said, "It's locked."
"So what?" Feng Bujue said, "Do you still want me to teach you how to break through empty doors?"
He would ask this question because... when he stole the car before (obviously, the means of transportation that Feng Bujue and Hill were riding in was stolen), Hill showed all kinds of laymen's qualities, and in the end he still It was completed under Feng Bujue's careful guidance.
"I don't know how to pick a lock!" After hearing Brother Jue's rhetorical question, Hill yelled back, "What else do you want me to do? Break the door panel?"
"You can try it." Feng Bujue replied immediately.
"I..." Xier wanted to talk back, but he quickly noticed a hint of impatience flashed across Jue's face with dead fish eyes, "Okay! Let me try, don't mess around!"
The pain caused by the chip... is undoubtedly more unacceptable than a dislocated or broken shoulder, so Hill can only do what the other party says.
Boom—
The first time it hit it, the door panel made a muffled sound.
bang bang bang bang bang...
Then there was another burst, recording the frequency of Hill's attack on the door panel.
In this way, after about a dozen bumps, finally...
With a "click", Hill's shoulder was aimed at the direction, and he was knocked out a small hole.
"Look, this kind of thing... how do you know you will fail if you don't try it?" Feng Bujue said in a tone like a life mentor guiding a student.
Hill snorted coldly, and didn't answer the words. He just silently stretched his hand into the hole he knocked out, then bent his arm, and opened the door lock from the inside.
A few seconds later, the door of the "old house"... just opened.
The moment the door opened, a gloomy, indescribable invisible coercion poured out from the door, scaring Hill instinctively backed a few steps.
"Are you sure you want to go in?" It was the first time for Hill to experience the fear of being surrounded by darkness in broad daylight, and he desperately wanted to retreat.
"Nonsense, otherwise why am I here?" Feng Bujue looked calm; while speaking, he had already taken it out of his bag and turned on the switch of the searchlight, "Considering that the lighting inside this house is very Not good, so... I will help you illuminate when you are exploring the road ahead, don't worry."
When he heard the word "Exploring the way", Hill's back felt cold. He swallowed his saliva, turned his head to look at Brother Jue, and asked tremblingly: "Are you sure you need me to explore the way? I I mean..." He looked at Brother Jue with almost pleading eyes, "...I think you can handle this by yourself..."
"Yes, I can." Feng Bujue replied coldly, "But there is a cannon fodder, why don't I use it?" (.)
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