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

Lin Huai stood at the door, thought for a moment, and suddenly smiled.

He was still blindfolded, unable to see everything in front of him. However, the corners of his mouth grinned to the sides—as if he had heard something extremely interesting to him. With his current cherry mouth (Lin Huai feels disgusted by this description) to make such a large exaggerated smile, it is actually a bit weird.

——Like some dark fairy tales, extremely beautiful and weird dolls.

Apparently he really found it interesting.

"Okay," Lin Huai said softly and sweetly. He took out the axe tied to his calf and put it by his side, "Do you want me to go in and take a look?"

The sound of the sewing machine inside stopped. Lin Huai closed her eyes and said innocently after listening to the voice, "Then come out and pick me up, okay?"

A strange light flashed from the axe blade in his hand.

Lin Huai always felt that as a ghost, there should be some way of hospitality. When he was a ghost, although he mostly huddled in the well all day in a daze. But whenever there are guests, he is very hospitable and greets them with a warm smile.

And those guests are often very polite. Seeing the host is so enthusiastic, they will give out loud cheers, shed moved tears, and even faint.

However, the ghosts in this room seem to have no such virtue. Lin Huai patiently turned his ears to listen to the sound of footsteps inside—the answer was obviously no. As an objective person, in order to avoid the possibility that the other party might have no legs and climbed over from the ceiling (he did not ask this question to him to take care of the disabled ghost's mood), he patiently waited until the ghost was sufficiently Time to climb over the ceiling.

Unfortunately, this ghost completely lived up to his expectations.

However, Lin Huai treats others with strict self-discipline and leniency. Since the other party refused to come to greet him, he had to reluctantly accept the "door creaking" automatic opening scene in many ghost movies, and when entering the door, he kindly looked at the door with his fingers to indicate his arrival - these Chu Tianshu took him to watch the movie, although when watching the movie, the two people didn't pay attention to the movie.

——Because he is relatively short now, Lin Huai optimistically decided to knock on the wooden door with an axe. Just use the back of the axe to knock twice normally.

- Or maybe cut twice.

However……

Lin Huai waited for a long time, but the door didn't even open.

Lin Huai: ? ?

He hesitantly "looked" at his axe, then knocked on the door and said, "Aren't you going to invite me in? Open the door! I really want to come in and chop... look."

Door:  …

Lin Huai seriously doubted whether the ghost inside saw him with the axe in the cat's eyes after crawling over, and then silently retreated. But the kind-hearted Lin Huai didn't like to think too badly about ghosts: "Is the door locked from the inside and you can't open it?"

"It's okay!" Lin Huai raised his axe and said loudly, "Don't be afraid, I'll come in right away to accompany you!"

Ghost inside: ...? ?

The sound of bang bang bang banging the door resounded through the entire corridor in an instant. Because he couldn't see the effect of cutting the door himself, Lin Huai used more force.

The ghost inside kept screaming. Lin Huai quickly comforted her sweetly: "Don't be afraid! I'll be in right away!"

Ghost inside:  …

Don't you understand who the labor and management are afraid of?

Amidst the screams of the ghost, Lin Huai, as a player, rushed into the room like a villain. He couldn't see in his eyes, and could only go to the place where the blood was thickest. In order to avoid accidentally bumping into each other with his body, Lin Huai took a very considerate step and used an axe to slash in front of him in a circle to avoid physical collision and offending each other.

Lin Huai finally touched what looked like a sewing machine. Lin Huai understood as soon as his fingers touched the greasy and **** things on it.

"It's still a fur coat." Lin Huai muttered.

His fingers got a bit of the creamy liquid. After withdrawing his hand, Lin Huai turned to both sides, and finally found the ghost he had never met under the axe.

"What are you doing here, why don't you stand up?" Lin Huai said kindly. He thought about it, and finally wiped his fingers on its face: "It's just like shaking hands with you."

Lin Huai had a friendly meeting with the ghost in this room. Then, he walked to the next room.

"The average quality of the residents here is really bad." Lin Huai muttered after "visiting" the four families.

Not to mention the one who took the initiative to welcome him, not even one who took the initiative to open the door for him. The attitude of these residents was extremely "arrogant", and they had to wait for Lin Huai to open the door to find them.

Lin Huai certainly didn't feel that their arrogance stemmed from fear. After all, he was just a little girl less than one meter five.

"When I was a ghost, my behavior was much better than yours." Lin Huai said, "I am a child now. As adults, you should have set an example of morality for me."

After feeling less welcome in these few rooms. Lin Huai carried the axe and ran quickly to the depths of the corridor.

He didn't know how long he ran, but the corridor never ended. Eventually, when he confirmed that his reputation for camaraderie could not be transmitted to this area. He carried the axe, intending to start over.

This time he learned his lesson and hid by the side of the door, begging the owner of the door to open it while sobbing. Sure enough, the "masters" in the door were much more enthusiastic, and Lin Huai soon heard footsteps coming from inside.

However, before he could open the door, there was a sound of the door opening from the other side, and at the same time there was a strong drag from his arm.

"What are you doing here?!" The voice came from a hoarse middle-aged male voice. He deliberately lowered his voice, but his tone was extremely anxious, "Come here and hide in this room!"

The sound of footsteps on the other side of the door was still approaching. Lin Huai somehow felt that this middle-aged male voice sounded familiar. He struggled a bit, but was dragged even more into the door.

"It's very dangerous here, there are ghosts everywhere, come in quickly, don't make trouble!" the man was still saying relentlessly.

"Who are you?" Lin Huai asked.

"I'm your father, Huai Xu, can't you hear my voice?"

Lin Huai was startled.

That voice... was indeed exactly the same as the voice of his "father" that he had heard in the memory fragment.

"dad?"

"Don't ask so much, come with me!" his "Dad" said eagerly, "It's too dangerous outside!"

—Is the person in the room really his father?

"No!" "Dad" didn't expect Lin Huai to scream, "Let go of me! That ghost is coming for me, I can't bring danger to you!"

"Dad" did not expect this player to have such a spirit of sacrifice and filial piety. Just as it was about to speak, it heard the sound of the door opening next door.

- It's over.

Before it could say more demagogic words, it felt that it was holding Lin Huai's "hand".

broken.

"I'm sorry, your hand was pulling me too hard, I couldn't break free, so I had to cut it off first." A sweet voice sounded.

Although Lin Huai couldn't see anything, it didn't prevent him from capturing the monster thrown out in the next room through the flow of air. He grabbed one of the monster's hand and put it into "Dad"'s hand, a message of love.

And pushed them together into the room where "Dad" was, and locked the door.

"I'm your father." Lin Huai said coolly to the door, "No thanks."

After doing all this, he sobbed and ran to the next door, brazenly said, "My dad died to protect me and other monsters!"

... In order to trick the remaining residents into opening the door, no, teach them the courtesy of hospitality, Lin Huai spent a lot of effort pretending to be weak.

When he was completely impatient with pretending to be weak, the axe in his hand was completely dyed red. Lin Huai's clothes were also soaked through. He yawned and stood a little tired in the blood-soaked corridor.

He looked up at the ceiling with his head up. If someone can photograph this scene, it is really a very artistic scene: the ancient castle corridor with blood flowing, the rooms on both sides of the long corridor that are all open, and the monsters lying outside the room in various poses, and standing in the corridor In the center is a red-clothed girl with an axe on top of the strange totem-like blood.

The girl in red stared blankly at the ceiling. He didn't know how many rooms he hadn't explored by now.

"Where have you been hiding?" he said softly.

For ordinary players, this is indeed a very dangerous corridor. There are different monsters in the rooms on both sides of the corridor, and the player has no vision and can't open his eyes. They could only watch with trepidation whether it was the flow of ordinary air, or whether something was blowing in their ears as it brushed past them.

And the monsters will use different voices to trick them into opening the door of the room, or pull them into the room in the name of saving - as long as they are pulled into the room, it is a dead end.

Although in Lin Huai this little game has completely changed. It was not the monster who tempted others to open the door, but himself...

Lin Huai also felt that he was innocent. These monsters have no professional ethics, and neither one or two intends to open the door for him.

He rested and walked down the long corridor with the axe in hand. His journey will never end until he finds the witch who was hiding.

Lin Huai was getting a little tired.

There are so many rooms here, but where is the witch hiding?

He remembered the note that landed in his palm.

"Find the most beautiful dress and give it to the witch... It's not it, but her? The most beautiful dress for the queen is of course Snow White's skin. And these sewing machines..." Lin Huai muttered to herself "Is this about letting players kill each other?"

Perhaps because the path was too long, he also began to think, if he did not escape in time in the candy forest, but encountered other players. Will the task they get is to find the most delicious "food" for the witch and give it to each other?

After all, compared to ordinary customs clearance rewards, the reward in this note is more than a little rich.

This game is not just about witches hunting players, but also players hunting players.

But finally, he stopped in one place.

"Found it," he said.