Why is the NPC Frightened By Me Again [Infinite Stream]

Chu Tianshu:  …

"Wait," Lin Huai said suddenly, "I have a bold idea..."

He fumbled through the package and eventually pulled out a radio. The radio was blood-stained, looked old, and had an ominous aura.

This is the recorder he received on the market when he first entered the intermediate field camp after the copy of Simeitu. According to the seller, when using this radio, the broadcast of different channels will bring different effects - even, it is very likely to summon a ghost that follows him with **** footprints.

In addition to this radio, Lin Huai also received a ghost mirror from the unlucky player named Du Che. Originally, he planned to use these props in subsequent dungeons. For example, when he was alone at night and felt lonely, he summoned a ghost from the ghost mirror to play with and relieve loneliness. It's a pity that illegal immigration is prohibited in the apartment building, and he had to give up this plan with difficulty in the last copy.

But now, he finally found an opportunity to use this prop... Chu Tianshu watched him take out the radio, his eyes narrowed: "What are you going to do with this?"

Lin Huai: "It's used to mark the route you've traveled. By the way, do you want to cover your ears first?"

Chu Tianshu: ?

Lin Huai pressed the power button of the radio, and a "hissing" electric sound sounded throughout the space.

It was a very eerie sound, like something rustling behind the radio.

The radio was covered in rust, and there were even a few sunken, **** claw marks on the back, like scratches. Lin Huai turned a blind eye to such traces. He gently twisted the FM button and listened carefully to the sound, as if he was looking for a certain channel.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

The crisp laughter of the little girl came from the first channel. The laughter was innocent and sweet, as ethereal and ethereal as it came from another world.

There was no sound on the channel but the little girl's laughter, she just kept laughing, kept laughing...like...

She doesn't have to breathe at all!

Lin Huai didn't stop, he switched the channel to the second one, there was no human voice in this channel.

"crunch-crunch-crunch--"

From the second channel came a sound similar to sawing wood, repeated monotonously and dryly, as if a rusted saw was constantly pulling on some kind of wood...or some kind of bone. When Lin Huai skipped this channel, he clearly heard a sound like some kind of round sphere being sawed off and then landed with a "dong".

Lin Huai: It is very interesting to think carefully.

The sound of water dripping from the third channel is the sound of water dripping on the ground one by one, from far to near. Before a drop of the moist and viscous liquid that existed in reality fell from the sky and dripped onto Lin Huai's bangs, Lin Huai tuned in to the next channel.

On the seventh channel, Lin Huai finally heard the voice he wanted to hear.

The sound of objects dragging and crawling on the ground.

The crawling sound rustled, as if it came from a long distance. Lin Huai put the radio into his hood and said to Chu Tianshu, "Let's go."

Chu Tianshu glanced at him and bent down to straighten the bow on Lin Huai's chest. He tied the bow, then pinched the pale and cute little face on the bow, and said in a lazy voice, "What are you going to do?"

"Secret." Lin Huai grinned, revealing a set of white and small teeth.

The footsteps of Lin Huai and Chu Tianshu echoed in the labyrinth, and what accompanied them all the time was the sound of something rubbing and crawling on the radio. When turning a corner, Lin Huai stopped.

"What's wrong?" Chu Tianshu asked him.

"Shh." Lin Huai said, a strange light flashed in his dark eyes, "Listen..."

He took the radio out of his hat and handed it to Chu Tianshu: "The radio is quiet."

"The radio has stopped making sound, but the sound of that thing climbing and rubbing on the ground continues..." Chu Tianshu narrowed his eyes.

He subconsciously planed Lin Huai behind him, and clenched the gleaming wrench in his right hand: "I'll take a look."

"Don't look at it, I saw it when I turned around just now." Lin Huai grabbed the corner of Chu Tianshu's clothes, "There is a female ghost lying on the ground, secretly crawling behind us."

Chu Tianshu:  …

He tilted his head, didn't let go of the wrench, and pulled out his ear with the other hand, looking confused: "...What are you calling the female ghost to do?"

Lin Huai: "She was covered in blood all over her body, and she followed her all the way up, and there were long bloodstains all over the ground by the female ghost she dragged out..."

Chu Tianshu:  …

Lin Huai: "Let her use the bloodstains drawn from her body to mark the path we have traveled."

Chu Tianshu "..." for a moment, gave him a thumbs up, and sincerely praised: "Serve!"

He put the wrench back in the system package - the wrench he pulled out from the system turntable, it was an artifact to deal with Specter, every time he took out that thing, Lin Huai didn't like to approach him. When he was about to leave, Chu Tianshu said again: "What if she finds out that we are playing with her and refuses to follow us?"

"Then beat her to death." Lin Huai said kindly, "Drag her body away—there should be blood in her body, right?"

... After saying this, he clearly felt that the female ghost behind the corner seemed to tremble.

Chu Tianshu: "...what if this female ghost's blood is used up."

Lin Huai showed no sympathy: "There are so many ghosts that the radio can summon, so let's summon another one."

After devising a strategy to mark their path by relying on renewable ghost energy, the two hit the road again contentedly. Lin Huai threw the radio into his system package and suddenly remembered the player who sold him the radio.

That player's name is Ducher, and he is notoriously unlucky in the game. In the game wheel, those who are lucky like Chu Tianshu can draw a wrench, and those who are unlucky like Lin Huai can draw out a lot of anti-ghost artifacts, although they are useless, but they can occasionally be used to pat the head and step feet. of bricks. And this player is very unusual - he always draws black or red props with ghosts in the game, and he is lucky, but he harms others.

But fortunately, he met a good player like himself who sacrificed himself for others. Lin Huai thought, a helpful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

When trading in the intermediate camp before, Ducher mentioned that he was only a few dozen experience away from entering the advanced camp, so this transaction between him and Lin Huai was also his last clearance at the intermediate camp before the upgrade. Clearance. They originally agreed to contact Lin Huai through the mail system in the system space if both of them were still alive after Lin Huai cleared the customs again. It's a pity that after clearing the copy of Chunyu Apartment last time, because of the appearance of the shadow, Lin Huai left quite hastily, not to mention checking Ducher's email, and even his extra points didn't have time to consume.

‘After clearing Chu Tianshu’s dungeon this time, I will probably be able to directly advance to the advanced field. ' Lin Huai thought, 'I'll meet with Du Che at the senior camp at that time to see if he has any new goodies...'

With this thought in mind, Lin Huai's eyes inadvertently glanced at the mirror beside him. The scene that came into view by chance made his heart tremble!

In the mirror, Chu Tianshu was standing behind him, staring at him gloomily!

His eyes were so cold that it made one's heart shiver. Lin Huai immediately looked back at Chu Tianshu.

"What's wrong? Why are you suddenly looking back at me?"

Seeing him turn around suddenly, Chu Tianshu, who had been standing behind him doing nothing to study the crawling trajectory of the virgin ghost at the corner, looked down at him. His face was filled with the most uncarved daze and surprise, not at all the expression that had appeared on his face in the mirror.

"……nothing."

Lin Huai stared at him quietly for a while and replied.

Before turning back, he glanced at Chu Tianshu's right hand for the last time.

In the dream world, in the right hand of the blood-stained "Chu Tianshu", he once held a pitch-black spinning cone that was about to kill him.

They walked in the labyrinth as if nothing had happened, and beside them, in countless mirrors, countless identical ones walked with them in the same posture. After passing several intersections with the same gold coin guidance, the two finally reached a dead end in this labyrinth full of mirrors.

"This road doesn't work." Chu Tianshu scratched his head and said, "Let's go, let's go back and change direction."

Lin Huai nodded, just as they were about to turn around, a row of fine blood beads suddenly appeared on the mirror that had blocked the intersection.

"Wait a minute," Lin Huai saw the strange line of blood beads sharply, "There seems to be something on this mirror."

Saying that, he walked towards the weird mirror.

The blood beads on the mirror were originally very sparse, but as he approached, they became densely packed like ants gathered on the mirror. The originally sparse outline has also become clear.

That is……

A blood red figure!

A blood-colored figure appeared vaguely on the mirror surface. "It" had a huge, grinning mouth, but no eyes.

"Welcome to the labyrinth of mirrors, this is a country where no lies are allowed, only real existence is allowed." The blood-red figure said slowly, the corners of his mouth cracked to the roots of his ears, "All hypocrisy here will be invisible— —You must have seen those mirrors, right?"

"Those mirrors reflect not only you, but the real you, who are full of deceit and betrayal to the people you truly love..." The figure said, "Of course, what is reflected in these mirrors is nothing but the self. Your true hearts also have your false hearts. But where exactly is your true heart? Hehe, you need to discover it yourself."

"In the labyrinth, every five minutes, one of you has to answer a question—a question that may be trivial, or it may be fatal. And the mirror of the many mirrors that reflects your truest thoughts about the other's answer is the And the only way to survive is to pass through them well, to reach the room where the witch is."