Wang Hao doesn't care about this matter for the time being. If the character starves to death for no reason, it can only be said that the gain outweighs the loss.
I picked up the kitchen knife, which was quite sharp.
After waving it vigorously a few times, I felt a sense of security.
The biggest fear in the world is the fear of insufficient firepower. If you hold a hydrogen bomb, all the monsters and ghosts will disappear.
There is a bedroom on the left side of the living room, which is where they usually rest. There is a box of toys placed here, which means that the children often play with toys in the bedroom to pass the time.
"Brother" is playing with the Nine Links, while still giggling "haha".
On the right side of the living room is an independent paper man house. In the dark room, hundreds of lifelike paper men are displayed. They are lifelike, and their bright red lips look like they are stained with blood.
When approaching this room, the chirping of insects all around suddenly became silent, as if something blocked out all the sounds outside. Only the sound of tinkling wind chimes could be heard, slowly drifting in the breeze.
This kind of calmness made Wang Hao feel a little uneasy.
A line of prompts popped up in front of me: [Grandma said that you cannot enter the paper house in normal times, and you can only enter it when it is dangerous. ]
I picked up a paper figure that fell on the door frame. It only had an outline and a pair of eyes painted with red paint. These eyes were really lifelike, and I couldn't help but touch them twice.
I don't know what's going on, but Wang Hao always feels like there are eyes staring at his back, which makes him a little uncomfortable.
The beating speed of the heart was unknowingly faster. I have to say that the game manufacturer was very careful. The layout of the entire scene and the rendering of Chinese horror were quite in place.
In the direction opposite the door of the Paper Man House, there is also a mirror covered with red cloth.
Grandma should have relied on the craft of "paper figurine" to support her family... It's really resentful that she had to do this.
suddenly!
"Squeak--" there was a soft sound.
He heard the sound of chairs and tables moving in the living room.
The sound came suddenly, and because he was at the door of the Paper Man House, holding a fallen paper man in his hand, even though he knew he was just experiencing the game script, cold sweat suddenly flowed out of his back.
"Is there a ghost in the living room?"
Wang Hao shouted happily in his heart, and the real plot finally began.
He happened to be holding a kitchen knife in his hand!
His heart was beating wildly, but his actual actions were to be cautious and make as little noise as possible as he came to the living room.
He felt that his palms holding the game controller were sweating.
However, there was no one in the living room, and the sound of the chair moving only appeared once, but not a second time.
"Did you move the chair just now?" he asked the silly brother.
"No... I've been in the bedroom. Grandma said the noise was coming from mice, so don't pay attention." He said honestly.
At this time, another knock on the door came from the yard.
When I came to the yard, through the crack in the door, I saw the old neighbor knocking on the door.
The old man looks a little thin and has a slender figure. Under the cover of the thick white mist, it is impossible to distinguish his specific appearance.
"Dong dong dong"
The knocking on the door became louder and louder, and the wooden door seemed to be smashed directly. Wang Hao stepped forward and asked, "Who is it?"
"I'm looking for your grandma!" said the old man outside: "Is your grandma at home?"
This time, three options appear.
①Open the door
②(Deception) "My grandma is cutting paper figures in the house!"
③(Others).
This is a crappy game. As long as you try to die, you will really die. Wang Hao looked a little nervous and chose ②: "My grandma is cutting paper figures in the house!"
"Do you want to see this paper man?"
"Oh, it's okay."
After the old man said this, he turned and left.
One step at a time, neither slow nor slow.
I don't know what's going on, but his movements look a little stiff, as if he's seen him somewhere before.
"This old man..."
Wang Hao returned to the living room and rearranged the displaced chairs.
He found that the distance between the chair and the table was just enough for an adult to sit down calmly.
Then he glanced at his silly brother who was still talking to himself in the bedroom.
"Only a fool would do something like scaring yourself... Is the mouse in the house too big?"
The game character ate today's dinner.
"It's time to eat, brother!"
The silly brother ran over quickly and ate at the dining table.
Immediately afterwards, the two returned to the bedroom and studied various toys.
These toys are quite interesting: jigsaw puzzles, nine-link puzzles, Luban locks, etc., as well as a chess set.
However, Wang Hao did not dare to play a game of fighting between left and right. He was afraid that if the chess pieces started to move in the middle of the game, he would be scaring himself.
So, the first day passed peacefully in fear.
No stories happened at night, and the old man next door didn't continue to make trouble.
The two little ones slept very well, it was a very peaceful night.
…
【The night has passed and you wake up again.】
My eyes lit up and the next day started.
The next day was still calm, not many stories happened, and the old man next door didn't knock on the door.
Instead, it was a tiger-like monster that kept pawing at the wooden door with its claws, grinning and trying to get in.
As he approached the wooden door, his younger brother shouted: "Grandma once told me that there are tigers in the back mountain. When the tigers are hungry, they will go down the mountain to look for food and cannot open the door."
Oh, it turns out to be Biaozi.
In ancient cultural classics, Biao is a mysterious animal that ranks between tigers and leopards. It looks slightly smaller than a normal tiger. It is covered in brown fur without the black stripes of tiger skin. It looks abnormal in the white fog.
Conspicuous.
Wang Hao, who had nothing to do, didn't know what to do, and his silly brother didn't know much, so he was studying the tiger through a door.
Wang Hao took a kitchen knife and tried to chat with the "Biao" through a door: "Biaozi, are you really unable to get in?
"Do you know the secret of this place?"
"Can you beat a ghost?"
"The fence in this yard is not very high. You should be able to jump in, right? If you hit this broken door hard, can you break it?"
Biao heard his voice and turned around anxiously behind the door. After finding that it was to no avail, he continued to dig at the door vigorously.
Squeak, squeak...
But after digging for a long time, it finally didn't break in the door or jump in from the fence. Seeing the sky turn dark, it left angrily.
Wang Hao secretly shouted: "What a pity."
Now the unknown mysteries have been upgraded to four: the mirror, the old neighbor, the paper man, and the Biao who just left.
