The young man was struck speechless by the cruel reality.
There was no room ahead, but the corridor was gradually becoming narrower, and the original normal passage could only accommodate two people walking side by side.
The formation changed, Lu Li naturally walked in front, and the young man fell behind.
The corridor continued to narrow as they went deeper, reaching a width that could only accommodate one person.
The young man vaguely felt that something was wrong, so he called out to Lu Li and pressed his palms against the graffiti-covered wall.
After a few seconds, his face turned livid: "The wall is closing!"
"It's just a trap used by the ghost house to play tricks on people. It can't be closed."
Lu Li, who didn't take part in the plot of the ghost house, answered.
He is the kind of person who, when someone is watching a horror movie and is just immersed in it, will say on the sidelines that these are just fiction and the ghosts and victims you see are all actors pretending to be...
The young man smiled forcefully and was about to say something, but suddenly turned his head to look at the way he came from, his face suddenly twisted with fear.
At some point, boundless blood slapped the wall behind him and surged towards this side.
"Oh my god...run! Run!" the young man screamed.
Lu Li glanced at the frightened young man and stared at the blood flowing in.
Hallucination?
Neither the wall that is gradually squeezing in the middle nor the blood pouring behind it seems to be real.
Although this kind of hallucination is a bit childish, there is finally a ghost that seems to be useful.
"Quick! Run!"
The young man's path was blocked by Lu Li. In order not to be regarded as a pig teammate, Lu Li had to walk quickly and continue walking quickly.
Fifty meters later, everything around him was suddenly empty. The young man was breathing heavily as if he was weak. He looked at the blood that had disappeared behind him in shock, and said tremblingly: "What on earth is going on? Aren't we in a ghost house? Why is there such horror?"
The thing...where is this!?"
He suddenly noticed the same thing around him.
This is a courtyard that resembles the outside world.
Dim yellow lights pretending to be sunlight shine overhead, and the surrounding walls are painted with fences, dead trees, and the forest in the distance.
Lu Li found another exit next to the exit they came out of, which might be the exit for players who chose to take the left side.
The layout of the yard is very simple, a backyard covered with fallen leaves and branches, and a damp and dilapidated ancient well.
This scene is enough to arouse fear in most people.
"This is..." The young man's lips trembled.
"The last note hiding place."
Stepping on the rotten leaves that made no sound, Lu Li approached the dry well and looked down from the mouth of the well.
In the bottomless depths, a pale figure climbed on the slippery well wall like a snake, quickly approaching the well surface.
Lu Li had seen it twice. The female ghost in the white dress was rushing around, which was really hard for it.
It approached the surface of the well strangely, with a pale face turned white from the messy black hair revealed, grinning ferociously and pounced on Lu Li on the surface of the well!
Seeing that he was getting closer, Lu Li suddenly asked, "Where is the note?"
What?
The female ghost in the white dress subconsciously moved because of her thoughts. But she forgot that she was still on the wet well wall. As she paused, her body began to fall downwards.
It quickly raised its hand and grabbed the edge of the well with both hands to hang on with difficulty.
"Help, do me a favor--" The female ghost in the white dress raised her head and asked Lu Li, who was bowing his head by the well, for help.
"Where's the note?" Lu Li repeated without changing his tone.
"I'm a staff member, not a ghost.
"Where's the note?"
"If you don't save me, you will harm others!"
Lu Li stopped reading again and replied: "I think it shouldn't be illegal to ignore a ghost's death."
The female ghost in the white dress gritted her teeth and decided to climb up on her own.
How could Lu Li let her get her wish? He picked up a broken wooden stick from the ground and stabbed it down like a sword.
"Ouch! Ouch! It hurts! Wait, wait, I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you! Let me get up first!" The female ghost in the white dress couldn't dodge, and had to shout loudly after being poked more than a dozen times.
Lu Li stopped temporarily, stepped back and silently watched the female ghost in the white dress climb ashore. The latter hesitated for a while, but took out a note from her hair.
"This is a cursed note. Whoever picks it up will be -" It wanted to say harsh words when it saw Lu Li raising the stick again, and subconsciously feared to change its words: "You will be cursed to live happily ever after."
"Thank you." Lu Li thanked him, threw away the branch and took the note.
"You passed the level."
The female ghost in the white dress said in a complicated tone, sighed, turned around and walked towards the narrow passage from where she came.
The background is desolate and lonely.
"Now that we've cleared the customs, we don't have to worry anymore."
The young man who had been paddling until now breathed a sigh of relief and pretended to call out softly: "Huh? There is another room ahead."
There was darkness behind the door on the wall, which felt a little weird.
"Maybe that's the exit, let's go and have a look!"
Leather-clad Qingnian muttered something that a dead character in a novel would say, and as he approached the door, he turned back frequently to hint to Lu Li to follow.
Lu Li put the three pieces of paper together and followed the young man behind the door.
The room was dark with no light source. In this situation, Lu Li turned on the oil lamp.
The light of the oil lamp spreads outward and reflects back.
Lu Li stood still and did not make a defensive gesture. This was a mirror room, with rectangular mirrors scattered all around. The blurred lenses showed Lu Li's figure and the light of the oil lamp in all directions.
Lu Li also saw the young man following him. But not in front of him, but... behind him.
"Tell you a secret quietly..."
The young man sneered in a low voice, his face gradually turned pale, his face was ferocious, the corners of his mouth were cracked, the flesh stubble spread outwards, and the cold breath spread outwards, clinging to Lu Li's back, like an evil ghost, he smiled coldly and ferociously: "Actually...
I am a ghost."
"I'll also tell you a secret." Lu Li looked directly at the young man in the mirror in front of him, stretched his hand to his side, unhooked the holster, and held the flintlock gun. "Actually... I am an exorcist."
The young man's transformation stagnated for a moment before he finally spoke: "...Really?"
"Guaranteed replacement if fake."
"Why do exorcists use guns..."
"It looks like a flintlock gun on the surface, but it's actually an exorcism gun." Using his hallucination ability, a ball of Buddha light appeared in the back of Lu Li's head. "Destroy the ghosts, one bullet at a time."
The young man began to degenerate into his original human form, and backed away as if he was about to cry: "...if I apologize to you, will you forgive me?"
Lu Li turned around and raised the muzzle of his gun: "I'll count to three, and if I run again, I'll shoot."
The young man who was retreating didn't even think about turning around and running away.
He thought very well. Even if he couldn't escape, he could still ask for help before the countdown -
"three."
There was a dull sound behind him, followed by gunshots.
boom!
…
Ghost house, a secret room.
Under the dim light, four ghost figures gathered together to secretly spy on everything happening in the mirror room.
Silence lasted for a while, and suddenly at a certain moment, gunfire rang out, causing a commotion in the room.
"He's here to catch us!"
"We were discovered...we were discovered..."
"Are we going to be scattered!"
"He's got a gun! We're dead!"
The sound of crying, tables and chairs being knocked down, shouting and yelling were all mixed together, and the four ghosts had no owner, full of despair.
