Do Not Laugh! This is a Horror Movie - Chapter 91

On the evening when Fu Lanyu and Qiao Yunzheng crossed, it rained in City C, and the sky was overcast, like the doomsday.

At that time, the two were playing online games with Jing He, and they suddenly dropped the connection halfway through the game, and they passed through silently.

Unexpectedly, this time the game and the real world, in addition to time, the weather is also connected.

When Fu Lanyu opened her eyes again, she faintly heard the sound of rain dripping, but the line of sight was completely dark and she couldn’t see anything.

She subconsciously wanted to sit up, but she unexpectedly hit a hard object on top of her head, and immediately lay back in place.

She was silent for a long while, raised her hand to touch the surroundings, only to touch the hard wooden board, and there was no space next to it, she could only lie down here.

With such a narrow and square structure, she can only think of one place.

…She was actually trapped in a coffin.

The oxygen in the coffin is so thin that after a while, she will inevitably feel chest tightness and shortness of breath. She tried to push open the coffin lid, but the coffin lid was too heavy and difficult to shake with her strength.

It should be okay to change a man, but Qiao Yunzheng is not here.

She calmed her breath for a while, and was about to increase her strength, but she suddenly heard the dull sound of the coffin lid moving, a momentary cold wind mixed with raindrops, a rush of brain poured into the coffin.

somebody is coming.

The sudden fresh air gave Fu Lanyu a feeling of rejoicing after the disaster. She just took a few breaths, only felt that her waist was tight, and the other party gently and cleverly knocked her out of the coffin.

It’s not Qiao Yunzheng and who is it?

“Sorry, it’s a step late.” He apologized in a low voice in her ear, “The coffin is too heavy, and it took me a while.”

“It’s okay, I knew you were coming sooner or later.”

Fu Lanyu put his arm around his neck to stand firmly, and immediately began to observe his surroundings intently.

The coffin she was in was obviously very shabby. The patent leather was mottled and peeled off a lot. There was an oil paper umbrella standing beside the coffin, and a symbol was drawn in the center of the umbrella. I don’t know what it was used for.

She looked into the coffin and found that she hadn’t seen it just now. She placed a wooden scabbard dagger on the sole of her foot. After pulling it out, it was a knife engraved with runes.

The most bizarre thing is that her surname and first name are engraved on the wooden knife handle: Fu Lanyu.

She had never encountered this situation before, and she was a little surprised: “This is my knife?”

“I have too.” Qiao Yunzheng pointed to the dagger pinned to his waist, which was also engraved with his surname and first name. “It seems that in this game, the system distributes weapons per person.”

It is conceivable that this will not be a good thing, there must be traps waiting behind.

Fu Lanyu opened the umbrella to cover the rain falling above her head. She walked two steps forward and found that there was a coffin in front of her, plus her and Qiao Yunzheng’s, a total of three.

There are only these three coffins here. Except for the ground under their feet, they are all covered by thick fog, and nothing can be seen, as if they are shrouded in some invisible barrier.

She approached the last coffin and looked at Qiao Yunzheng at each other. The two stood on one side of the coffin and pushed the lid of the coffin together.

Almost at the same moment, a slender white hand stretched out and gripped the edge of the coffin tightly.

…This is really a bit like the opening shots of some horror movies.

It was a woman’s hand with shiny starry black nails and a faded red string bracelet on her wrist. The gold pendant of the bracelet was engraved with the letter “Z”.

I have to say, a bit familiar.

Fu Lanyu was staring at the bracelet, wondering where he had seen it before. In the next second, he saw a woman in a small black casual suit, stepping on cool rivet boots, slowly crawling out of the coffin. come out.

The woman was obviously a little hypoxic and took a long time to take a deep breath to relieve her energy. Then she turned her head and looked at the two people standing here vigilantly.

“You…huh?”

Her eyes met, she was stunned, and Fu Lanyu was also stunned.

The two spoke at the same time.

“Miss Fu?”

“Miss Cheng?”

This is the female player named Cheng Yuan who Fu Lanyu met in the Golden Bureau six or seven years ago. At that time, Cheng Yuan wanted to form an alliance with her, her attitude was ambiguous, and she had doubted it.

Later I found out that it was because he looked like Cheng Yuan’s sister who died in the game.

The “Z” engraved on Cheng Yuan’s bracelet is the letter of her sister Cheng Zhi’s name.

Cheng Yuan promised that from now on, every girl like Cheng Zhi encountered in the game will do her best to protect it. That is the sustenance of her survival.

After so long, the years have been very tolerant to Cheng Yuan, except for the original short hair with a ponytail, a very shallow scar on her forehead, and the rest of her life has not changed. She is still that capable and heroic beauty.

She was shocked: “It’s really you? Can we meet again in the game?”

Fu Lanyu also found it incredible: “I didn’t expect that we could run into such a chance.”

Generally speaking, in the huge database of the system, the probability of players crossing the same game twice is less than one in ten thousand.

At the time when they were separated in the Golden Bureau, the two sides were treated as if they were meeting together, and after sending each other good wishes, they were ready to never see each other again in this life.

Unexpectedly, after many years, they can meet again mysteriously and mysteriously. This kind of fate is like finding a needle in a haystack, and it is almost impossible to ask for it.

“I’m so glad you are still alive.” This is Cheng Yuan’s sincere words. She stepped out of the coffin and embraced Fu Lanyu gently and comfortingly. “You and Mr. Qiao are indeed the most tacit partners. I thought that way back then. .”

She has traversed too many games, and in the middle of the game, she has formed alliances, calculations, and betrayals for the final clearance. She has seen all kinds of players, even if they have reported each other’s names, most of them have turned their heads and forgot.

Only Qiao Yunzheng and Fu Lanyu, she always remembered their surnames and their appearance.

Not only because Fu Lanyu looks like her younger sister Cheng Zhi, but also because these two people have a strange power in them, she believed at the beginning that they would be able to pass the customs together.

“Seeing that you are still fine now, I am also very happy.” Fu Lanyu patted her on the back, with a gentle tone, “Now that’s OK, we don’t have to worry about who we are allied with. The three of us can cooperate sincerely again.”

“The problem is that there seems to be no other players besides the three of us.” Qiao Yunzheng calmly said, “There are only three coffins and only three people. I have never seen a platinum game with no competitors at all.”

After a brief joy, Cheng Yuan finally let go of Fu Lanyu. She looked around, her expression gradually serious.

“I have heard that this is a special level in the system, that is, the three survivors at the beginning are finalized. We only need to clear the level, eliminating the step of killing each other-there is another kind, there is no tradition. The prescribed number of survivors, all players are screened layer by layer, and only one can survive in the end.”

Fu Lanyu sighed: “I know, one of our friends won the latter level.”

If not, with Gu Mochi’s strength, it would not be possible to easily break into the game.

That may also be his only unbalanced luck after passing through these years.

Because he wanted Bai Sheng to live.

Cheng Yuan said: “What we encountered this time, although we don’t need to kill each other, it’s not too good. The higher the level, the higher the difficulty. In other words, it’s probably a situation that three people can’t handle at all. .”

“It’s okay.” Fu Lanyu replied calmly, “We have encountered a lot of miracles in recent years, and it’s useless to be afraid, just go all out.”

“That’s right, at least if we three get together, the odds of winning will always be higher.”

Among the strong, there is trust and tacit understanding after all.

At this time, Qiao Yunzheng patted Fu Lanyu on the shoulder. She turned around and found that at some point, the fog in front of her sight had dissipated a bit, revealing a path leading to a farther distance.

It seems that the three coffins are all opened, and the prompt for the next level will come.

Cheng Yuan also held up the umbrella and picked up the dagger with her name inscribed. The three of them walked along the path, only to feel that the fog on both sides was like a wall, leaving only this narrow square inch of space for them to pass through. , Silently brewing unknown fear.

Xiao Yu was still lingering underground, and the light in his sight gradually became clear, but the light was quite strange. When he approached Fu Lanyu, he realized that it was the light of a red lantern.

A lively bazaar full of red lanterns appeared in front of him.

That’s right, it’s not an illusion. It’s really a bazaar. You can find similar ones in reality. It only opens late at night. Vendors from all walks of life set up stalls to attract customers, filled with a dazzling array of small objects, and one after another. Cries.

At this time, the vendors seemed to be shouting vigorously, and the pedestrians who passed by were also bargaining with the vendors.

… Although in fact, there is no sound at all.

It’s like a pantomime.

At the entrance of the bazaar, a red line was drawn in a color similar to blood.

There was a man standing outside the red line. He was wearing white linen clothes and a pair of white shoes. His face was also covered with a thick face, and he was frozen in a grin and smiling expression.

His smile was too stiff and weird, not like a person, but like a puppet.

He is holding a wooden fish in his left hand and a mallet in his right hand, beating it rhythmically.

At his feet, there stood a wooden sign with four sentences written on it with a brush:

One person walked this way, and three people opened their boxes.

Don’t touch your clothes when you hold an umbrella, don’t turn your head back.

What exactly it meant, the strange npc in front of him would not speak, nor could he explain it to them.

They can only understand by themselves.

“The first sentence and the second sentence mean that we can only pass this bazaar alone, and we can only open a clue box after all three of us have cleared the customs?” Cheng Yuan said, “Why don’t you get an umbrella on your clothes?”

Fu Lanyu guessed: “Perhaps it means that we must open our umbrellas after entering the market, and we must not let anything get on our clothes.”

As for “Ghost Calling Mo Turning Back”, she hadn’t experienced it before.

No matter how the ghost tempts and calls you behind you, don’t look back. If you look back, you will be killed. This is a very old folklore.

The question now is, who should enter the bazaar first and make a trip to the other two.

“That’s not as good as me…”

“I’ll go first.” Qiao Yunzheng interrupted her without thinking, “The first thing, you shouldn’t let girls come. I will wait for you at the end of the market.”

After speaking, he propped the oil-paper umbrella over his head and stepped into the red line of the entrance resolutely.

The author has something to say: ※※I made up the reminder, I can’t find the source, it doesn’t rhyme, but it can’t be transported ※※

Who would have thought that Miss Cheng Yuan could play again?

(Friendly reminder: Forget who Cheng Yuan belongs to, I suggest reviewing the sixth volume of Shining Hotel, which is the handsome sister who was misunderstood by Brother Yun and liked Sister Lan)