Following the system prompts, Mu Su could feel an extra index finger in the prop bar.

It has to be said that both the copy content and the task settings are full of endless malicious intentions.

And the key is that all the contents of this copy are from the 21st century four hundred years ago.

What is certain is that humans are less than four hundred years old.

In this case, there are very few people who know Sadako, Kayako, Rift Girl, and Toebe who are well-known in the 21st century in this era.

Obviously, this few people will not be idle and have fun playing games with the Chishen.

If it were other players, the opening animation alone would be enough to make a group of people confused.

The difficulty of a nightmare is really a nightmare in all senses.

The quest rewards are changed. No longer provided currency, but become teeth. The pleasing of the ancient evil gods in the side quests is also quite interesting. It is obviously related to the special worldview.

"Someone had a crush on me at the beginning. Is it Fujiang... No, this mentally retarded just wants me to kill her." Mu Su rubbed her chin and thought. "It's probably because my wife Yuno is so sick."

When Mu Su found that he accidentally said what he was thinking, Fu Jiang had heard it clearly.

Torie. The most famous character written by cartoonist Junji Ito.

Her ability is not to kill people, but to attract others to kill her.

Because of the charming and weird face, anyone who has no gender limit will be attracted to her involuntarily, and over time, he will develop a strong possessive desire, so fascinated that he will unconsciously kill her and dismember her.

This is not the end. Toojiang has the ability to reproduce infinitely, which means she will not die. She will only split into new individuals with memories. Even if she loses a single hair, that hair will split into a new Toojiang.

So I’m very glad that Fu Jiang has no hair loss.

Fu Jiang had just left the bath and leaned lightly against the door, his fair and pink face was blushing. Hearing Mu Su's words without any concealment, there was no trace of blood on his cheeks.

She consciously knew that everyone was dead. So where did he... know?

Above the tear mole, a touch of coldness flashed through the strange and charming eyes.

"Mu Sujun." Fu Jiang's smile seemed a bit far-fetched, but it was still extremely charming.

"You just... didn't hear anything. For example, I said you were mentally retarded or something... didn't hear anything?" Mu Su asked carefully.

Puchi

Invisibly, it seemed like a dagger was inserted into Fujiang's chest.

She was about to pretend to be careless and said something, but the sudden harsh phone ring interrupted her.

Mu Su forgot about this in a blink of an eye, picked up the phone receiver, and said skillfully: "This is the hotline for everyone in China to have immortal cultivation and pit money. Do you need any help?"

"seven……"

On the other hand, a cold and hoarse voice slowly passed through the microphone and entered Mu Su's ears.

"711 convenience store?" Mu Su interrupted. "Sorry, I won't buy anything."

He hung up the bell.

After a moment... the phone rang again.

"seven……"

Still the same voice.

"Seven three?" Mu Su has never been patient with such random sales.

It was interrupted continuously, and the cold voice on the opposite side had to speed up a few minutes: "Seven days..."

But he was still interrupted by Mu Su: "Seven-day hotel chain? Don't be funny, there are also seven-day hotel chains in Japan?"

After saying that, he hung up the phone without saying anything, and explained to Fujiang, who looked inexplicably, "The telephone salesman is not professional at all. Who is interested in listening to its salesman so late?"

Dingling ring

When the phone rang again, Mu Su was angry. When he answered the phone, he cursed: "Do you have a public morality? You call others in the middle of the night. Do you believe it or not? I will call the police!"

"...I'm sorry." After a brief silence, a cold apology came from the other end of the phone.

Mu Su calmed down and said angrily: "Tell me, what's the matter."

"You will die in seven days..."

Mu Su suddenly realized and shouted: "Oh~ It's Sadako-chan. But it's Sunday in seven days."

"……What?"

Mu Su said in a proper tone: "Sunday is a rest day, so it's unreasonable to kill me at this time."

“…”

"Oh yes, you're an evil ghost, don't talk about this." Mu Su finally realized this, knocked his fingers on the handrail of the sofa and thought, "What about Halloween?"

"What happened that day..." the cold voice pondered.

"One, two, three, four, five, six." Mu Su tilted his head and picked up the phone, counting on his fingers: "Seven days later is Sunday, and it's Halloween."

"so……"

Mu Su held the phone in his hand and asked tentatively: "Halloween is a holiday. Can it be changed to kill me on Monday?"

“Is it on Halloween holiday?”

"Don't let it go." Mu Su shook his head.

“That’s not a holiday.”

Mu Su sighed in disappointment: "Okay. But Halloween is a holiday. You said that if someone dies, the news will have a bad impact on teenagers as soon as it is broadcast."

The cold and tough on the other side: "No, it must be seven days later."

"Hey, I'm so furious." Mu Su rolled up his sleeves and sniffed at the phone: "Why are you a fucking unreasonable person? Where do you live? Do you believe it or not, I'll kill you?"

Next moment

A large piece of black hair suddenly emerged from the gap in the microphone, like tentacles about to wrap around Mu Su.

Mu Su, who had always bullying the weak and fearing the strong, was instantly timid, stuffed his hair back into the phone, and said softly: "Okay, don't be angry. Seven days later, just seven days later."

"Seven days..."

"Wait!" Mu Su didn't let Sadako say this in full.

"What do you want!"

"I just want to ask." Mu Su held the phone and said softly, "I'll ask, will you call tomorrow?"

“…”

"I may have gone to bed early recently. It is best to call before 10 o'clock, and I will go to bed too late. Sleeping late is not good for skin."

"You will wake up..."

"No, no, no, I slept quite hard. I was so angry that I woke up. You said you came happily and wanted to kill me, but I scolded you. Are you embarrassed or not?"

"……good"

Doo

The other end of the phone turned into a harsh busy tone.

"It's hanging." Mu Su shrugged and said to Fu Jiang who had been hung on the side for a long time: "New friends, you may come to visit me in a few days."

Fu Jiang saw everything, sat next to Mu Su, leaned over slightly, and a curtain of black hair was scattered. The arms were so close that it made people itchy.

"Is it a girl?" she gently stroked her black hair and asked casually, seemingly indifferent.

Mu Su thought about it seriously: "Let's just... let's just say it. Maybe it's very beautiful after taking off his makeup."

After all, Sadako's setting is a boy with a beautiful appearance.

"Is it more beautiful than me?" The jealous Fu Jiang stared at Mu Su's side face.

"I don't know this." Mu Su digged his booze and said while marveling at the reality that even the booze could be dug in the game: "But she has something you don't have."

"What."

"Big hook."

“…”

"Are you?" Mu Su sneered: "I don't even have a big hook, what qualifications do you have to say that I am a girl!"
Chapter completed!