Keli rolled his eyes and fell back.

Although he was still thinking about the Ghost in front of him, Zhou Zhou immediately supported Keli and gently laid the unconscious man on the ground.

Shirley shrank behind Zhou Zhou, clutching the clothes behind him tightly, moving with his bending and standing up, and screaming continuously during this time.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

"I died so badly~"

The high-decibel female voice and the haunting ghost voice are intertwined, spreading continuously in the gloomy woods.

Even the players who were still avoiding monsters in the dormitory building heard such a horrible and strange sound suddenly in the quiet and dark environment, most of them were shocked.

"What's wrong?"

"Fuck, I'm scared to death."

"What's so strange?"

"Scary."

The ghost that fell from the sky wanted to float away through the criss-crossing branches around it, but it stayed in place after floating for a long time.

Looking down slowly, the jiojio at the bottom is being held by a white hand.

ghost:"……"

The next second, he was pulled down with a whoosh. Zhou Zhou grabbed the white Ghost and turned it over for a while to observe, only to find that it was not the previous one.

The one in the library is more rugged, this one is a little thinner and looks younger.

However, the feel and elasticity are still exactly the same.

Shirley kept screaming with her eyes closed. The fear she had accumulated since entering the game burst out suddenly when she saw a white unknown object.

She didn't dare to open her eyes, so she could only vent her fear in this way.

"Shirley, Shirley." A gentle and soft voice called her name.

"It's okay, don't be afraid."

Only after Zhou Zhou continued to comfort him did he dare to open his eyes and stop screaming.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Zhou Zhou's concerned expression, and she burst into tears, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo what was that thing just now? It's so scary."

At this moment, it was time for the ghost Zhou Zhou was holding to speak, as if it was matching her weeping voice.

"I died so badly, woo woo woo~"

In the dormitory building not far away, the players were frightened again.

"Why is it here again? What is it?"

"Who died? Why are you crying so badly?"

"No, why cry when you die?"

Shirley, who was wiping away tears, almost screamed again after hearing the ghost's voice.

"It's okay, look, I'm not afraid at all."

Zhou Zhou shone a flashlight on the ghost he was holding with his other hand. After the translucent ghost was illuminated, the whole body was covered with a faint light, and the fluorescent white human figure was even more terrifying.

Shirley immediately took a step back in panic.

"You can see that he can still do this, this way."

Finding that Shirley was still very scared, Zhou Zhou handed her the flashlight, and then stretched and rounded the ghost. The movements between his fingers were very flexible, and he was very skilled at first glance.

The ghosts that couldn't escape were twisted into various shapes, without a trace of ghost dignity.

Shirley couldn't cry anymore.

The fear is because of the fear of the unknown, but now looking at the ghost who has been brutally raped and has no way to resist, and Zhou Zhou who is playing with great interest.

Shirley: ...I don't know which one is scarier.

"Do you want to try it too?" Seeing that Shirley was no longer afraid, Zhou Zhou generously shared his "toy".

Shirley shook her head until the afterimage was thrown out, "No, no, no need."

Keli felt his face was hot, he opened his eyes in a daze, and two familiar faces came into sight.

"It's Shirley and Zhou Zhou, what's going on? What's wrong with me?"

Sitting up from the ground, the direct light of the flashlight on his face felt uncomfortable. He rubbed his eyes, and then looked at the two squatting beside him.

Shirley looked subtle, "Don't you remember what happened just now? Let me remind you, you just yelled at your mother and passed out."

After sitting on the ground and thinking about it for a long time, Keli finally remembered what happened just now.

He covered his face and explained shamefully, "It was an accident just now, I just saw that thing, you saw it too, it suddenly fell from the sky, something like a person, and then I was, a little bit, just a little scared.”

"It's this thing." Shirley pointed to the side.

Keli, who spoke incoherently, looked in the direction of his fingers. Behind Zhou Zhou was a white figure floating slowly away from them. It was a pity that the jio at the bottom was caught and couldn't run far.

"Mom!"

Keli rolled his eyes, lay back, and fainted again.

"Is Keli okay?" Zhou Zhou asked worriedly.

He held the ghost firmly in his palm, as if he had finally begged his parents to buy a hydrogen balloon he liked very much. He held it in his palm like a baby and refused to let go, for fear that if he let go, the balloon would float away and never be found again.

"He's fine, leave it to me."

Shirley was completely different from the way she screamed in terror just now. After all, she knew the true face of the ghost, and faced what Zhou Zhou had done to the ghost, she couldn't be afraid at all.

She rolled up her sleeves and slapped Keli's face left and right, the slaps were very clear.

Zhou Zhou was puzzled: "Why hit him again?"

"Of course it was to wake him up."

After she finished speaking, Shirley sighed, and said to Zhou Zhou: "Zhou Zhou, do you know? This is the first time we have fought since we were twelve years old, and it's the first time I've won."

...This is not a fight.

Regardless of correcting Shirley's words, he noticed Keli's eyelids twitching. It seemed that the simple and crude method really worked.

It's just that Shirley seems to have some regrets.

Ten minutes later, Keli walked behind the two with a stinky face.

He glanced at the translucent ghost held by Zhou Zhou in front of him, then at Shirley who was walking beside Zhou Zhou, and then touched his burning cheek angrily.

"Humph!"

"I died so badly~"

"Humph!!"

"I died so badly~"

"Humph!!!"

"It's all right, he calls you to follow, are you here to practice the chorus?" Shirley couldn't help but said.

It's not that the whole family doesn't enter the house. Shirley didn't know that she had the same sound effect not long ago, which even scared many players.

Keli glanced at her, not wanting to talk to her, and turned his head to Zhou Zhou and the ghost he was holding in his hand.

After staring at it for a while, Keli always felt that this ghost seemed to have been seen somewhere, and there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

But where have you seen it?

"By the way, who is this!" Keli finally remembered.

Shirley: "What's wrong with your surprise?"

Keli didn't care about getting angry with his sister, and pointed to the ghost and asked, "Do you think he looks like the player we met when we first entered the game?"

"Which player?" Hei was in the dormitory building just after entering the game, so no one could see clearly at all.

"Forgot? The flashlight is still his, the one eaten by the monster right in front of us."

Having said that, Shirley really remembered that the group of them couldn't see clearly what the people walking around them looked like because their vision was too dark when they first entered the game.

The only one who has an impression is the player with the flashlight. After all, he has a light source in his hand, and he just walks in the front. After him are Keli and Shirley.

Shirley raised her head to identify carefully. Although the light is not good and the opponent's whole body has turned white, it is indeed the player.

"What's going on? Wasn't he eaten by a monster? What is this now?"

Zhou Zhou didn't know any players. Seeing that both of them were looking at the Ghost in his hand, he dragged Ghost to the same height as everyone else so that they could take a closer look.

"Don't, don't, it's still quite scary up close." Keli waved his hands and took a step back.

It has been confirmed that this Ghost is indeed a player, but from appearance to shape, it is out of the appearance of a normal person. It has no sanity, no threat, and only speaks one sentence.

More like an NPC produced by the system.

"I have an idea." Shirley said seriously.

"You said that everyone who died in the game will become like this."

Zhou Zhou's eyes lit up.

Keli: "It's very possible. It's just why the player becomes like this after death. After death, you shouldn't be able to continue the game."

Shirley said quietly: "Isn't it for scaring people?"

Keli: ...I can't explain it, was really scared.

Zhou Zhou shook the ghost in his hand, and asked a question he was most concerned about, "Then can I still carry it?"

"It should have no effect."

Keli felt that this should be simulated by the system based on the dead player, just like an NPC, except for his appearance, he has nothing to do with himself.

But looking at the actions of the ghost desperately trying to escape, and the lines that seem to contain great injustice, it always feels very subtle.

Shirley stood there without speaking, hesitated for a while and said, "You said that if we die in the game, it won't be like this."

Imagine yourself dying in the game. Not only can you not get points, but you have to float around in the copy and shout that your death is terrible.

In addition to being scary and not aggressive at all, they might be dragged around like balloons, or even flattened and rounded.

"It's really killing people and punishing them." Shirley sighed.

Keli also agreed, "It's really a murder."

Only Zhou Zhou can't empathize, after all he is not a player, "If we still meet, can I get some more?"

Keli: ...

Shirley: ...

How did it get into Zhou Zhou's mouth, like a free balloon?How many more can take?

Shirley could see that Zhou Zhou really liked this, so he couldn't help but support his forehead and said, "Okay, it's okay to meet you, but you shouldn't die so many..."

Before he finished speaking, a familiar voice sounded faintly around him.

"I died so miserable~ so miserable~ miserable~"

Layers of voices of different timbres came from all directions, echoing the same sentence in a creepy tone.

And the sound is getting closer and closer, it seems that many ghosts are encircling them in their direction!

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