Chapter 50: Set fifty

Setting 50: Supernatural Research Society (3)
"Ah, Ai, you talk to me, I'm afraid ..."
Ye He nervously held the paper iris's hand and looked around in a dodgy manner. According to the results of the recent consultation, the boys are responsible for the second floor and the girls are responsible for the first floor: milk tea similu and pearl milk tea explore the living room and dining room, rose blood and hyacinth explore the kitchen, and they explore the bedroom by the stairs.
Paper Iris doesn't look much better than Yehe, but her tone is still tough: "What are you afraid of, am I here ... Hey? Look at Xiao Ye over there, there is a dressing table!"
The half-hiding door in the bedroom was pushed open by the tail of the paper, and the two saw the dressing table on the other side of the big bed at a glance. Most importantly, the dressing table was inlaid with a mirror.
"Lucky ~" The paper iris immediately entered the bedroom, and ran to the dresser around the large bed.
"A kite, wait for me ..."
Ye Heji stumbled behind, but stopped when she walked around the big bed. Her eyes were attracted by the photos hanging across the big bed. It was a wedding photo. The bride in white veil nestled in the arms of the groom. Perhaps because of insufficient lighting, both husband and wife's faces were cast with a deadly shadow.
The nightclub shifted her eyes a little timidly. She looked around a room larger and more luxurious than the normal bedroom, and whispered to the paper iris: "This may be the master bedroom."
"Huh, huh." Paper Iris responded indifferently, she was trying to move the dressing table, "Siao Ye help, push and push together."
"1,2,3-!"
"Hate it!" Paper Iris kicked the dresser indifferently. "If the '9 King Gloves' are available, don't mention this small table, I can move the whole house!"
Yeah, they ca n’t use the setting cards, they are just "ordinary people" who can't help them.
"This dressing table is nailed to the wall. What we need is a large mirror that can be placed in the center of the room." Yehe sat on the chair of the dressing table and resumed the consumed MP. "Others may find a suitable one there. Mirror, let's find other props first. This is the master bedroom. The clue is absolutely indispensable. "
The paper iris opened the dresser drawer and was dazzled by small accessories. She was most ignorant of these trivial matters.
"You flip over here, I'll go over there and see."
"Ok."
Night in one open the drawer of the dresser, and carefully classify the objects in it to view. Most of them are flashy decorations, and Yehe marks it in his heart as he looks: top left—cosmetics, bottom left—jewelry, top right—headwear, middle right—jewelry, bottom right ...
Ye He paused, his last drawer was very empty, and there was only one box in the huge space.
Yehe took it out. It was a jewelry box carved from white jade, the size of a palm, and the pattern on it was completely integrated. If it wasn't for the cracks and locks that were touched by hand, Yehe would almost think it was a flawless work of art.
Yehe used his nails to pick along the gap and tried to open the jewelry box, which failed as expected.
Sure enough, I want to find the key, I don't know what type of key ...
The girl picked up the jewelry box and looked closer to the keyhole, but unexpectedly smelled a faint scent.
What a familiar scent, what exactly is it ...
"Small night, small night-there's a cloakroom ... hahaha see what I find-''
The call from behind made Ye He nearly fall off the jewelry box. She turned back in shock and saw the paper iris dragging a dressing mirror 2 meters high from the cloakroom.
"Too great," Yehe said babblingly.
"I'm going to find someone else ~" Paper Iris's pride filled her face and ran out.
Ye He breathed a sigh of relief. She carefully placed the white jade jewelry box on the dressing table. The moment she stood up, her mind flashed—she remembered what it smelled like!
Yehe's heart throbbed with excitement, and she sat back at the dressing table, opened the upper right drawer, and picked out a magnolia-shaped gardenia amongst the headpieces.
Magnolia flower, magnolia flower ... Yes, this is the taste of magnolia flower!
Yehe held his breath and moved the mule closer to the keyhole of the jewelry box.
Click.
In a few moments, white magnolia blossomed on the white jade, making a crisp unlocking sound. Yehe's heart was full of sense of accomplishment. The light behind her eyes glanced at the figure behind her through the mirror. It should be the paper iris who brought the others over.
Ye Heyi looked up with excitement: "Come on—"
Her expression was frozen. Looking through the mirror, Yehe saw an additional person three meters behind him.
That person ... Not paper iris, not rose blood, not hyacinth, not anyone who entered the ancient house with her.
Yehe turned back sharply, reaching into the toy box subconsciously to take out the setting card to attack—then her movement stopped, not because she remembered the setting of being an ordinary person, but because of her back ... ... empty.
Behind her was the dim bedroom, the cloakroom door was wide open, the paper iris half dragged by the dressing mirror was idle, and nobody was there.
I was wrong, I was wrong ... yes! Just misread ...
Ye He's brain desperately shattered her mind, soothing the frightened heart back to her original position, she turned back in a panic to get up, but was frightened by the two figures in the mirror, unable to move.
One is her, the other is ...
The girl's pupil narrowed to a point: the mirror in front of her was not very clear in the dim light, and it was a bit distorted, but ... it couldn't be distorted like this!
The "man" collapsed with his shoulders and stood weakly, because the shadow was too heavy, and the entire outline looked headless at first glance. If you look closely, you will find that its head and shoulders are attached together. If a person's head is to be attached to the shoulder without any gap, then he must shrug his shoulders; if a person is to put his head on a collapsed shoulder, then his neck must be folded and bent. "Stick" on the shoulders at 135 degrees like this.
The creepy sensation crawled from the tail spine, and he stared at the mirror at night: the man with his head pulled down and his shoulders standing behind her seemed to be closer than last time.
This recognition left Ye He's brain blank, and she almost instinctively turned back to confirm--
But nothing.
There was no one else in the bedroom except her, and the couple smiled gloomily on the wall, like a photo.
Yehe swallowed drooling, and rang out in the empty room. There was something else in the room that she couldn't see, it didn't mean it didn't exist.
The only thing that can see "that" is ...
Ye He turned his head back with all his strength, and Yu Guang looked at the mirror tremblingly. Her expression in the mirror was like crying and laughing, distorted like the man behind her.
So ugly, so scary, do n’t look, I do n’t look, I do n’t look, I do n’t look ...! !!
Her hands and feet were so cold that she lost the strength to stand up and could only stiffly turn her head to avoid the mirror. Even when he stared at the empty bedroom, Yehe's mind was full of the image in the mirror: the crooked neck man stood behind her, only one meter away from her, so close that he could see the blood clot Long hair, close enough to smell the smell of rusty rust, close enough to reach out to her neck-
Ye He trembled fiercely, her head turned nervously, trying to find the ghost she didn't dare to see but had to stare at.
No! No! No! Everywhere! where? where? Where is it! ?
The girl had broken her eyes, and her bloodshot eyes could not reflect any figure.
Can't find it! Can't find it! Can't be found everywhere! It will kill me, it will come to kill me! Get out of here, yes, get out of here!
Ye He raised her weak legs and stumbled towards the door, but only took a step, and a cold scent was blown on the neck that Han Mao stood up on—as if the
person
was stuck on her back, hanging down The head on her shoulder was right between her neck, exhaling—suck—
The girl's tense nerve was like a string that was played to the extreme, and it cracked. She looked like a demon, with an unaware head on her neck, one inch, two inches ... turning slowly back.
The moment he saw the scene in the mirror, Yehe exclaimed dying.
"Ahhhh !!!!"

The girls went downstairs, leaving Liu Wei in a silent face at the wooden face of the host.
Really still have to act with the host ... qq
Compared to exploring the ghostly and more dangerous second floor, Shan Ziwei didn't want to face the fact that it was paired with dark history.
What's even more sad is that this round of chessboard is about teamwork and relationship play. Therefore, although a flower idiot wants to play dead, he still talks to the host with a stubborn rash.
"I just didn't have a chance to say it," Shan Weiwei smiled, "It's a coincidence that I met again ..."
I hope I never see again.
The host raised his eyes slightly, his dark eyes seemed to see through the true thoughts of Shan Zi Wei, so he made an action.
The dark-haired young man spread his hands, and a somewhat old mini-desktop computer appeared in his hand, and the host mouse and keyboard display were readily available. I saw the display of the mini computer for a while, and then displayed a set of symbols: [0v0]
... what the hell? !!
Shan Zi Wei stared at the small computer as if he waved his mouse as if waving a hand, calling out a transparent panel.
[Host (tag: world)
Attributes:
Level: 10]
The huge amount of information shocked Shan Ziwei's mind. His first concern was not the information of the host, but the identity of the small computer: is this thing--
"My toy box," Host said flatly, "its ability is to designate a player to play with."
He stared at the completely stupid white-haired young man and told a very cruel truth.
"I appointed you."
Shan Zi Wei's eyes are black, no wonder he always meets the host, the ability of toy boxes is a rib among friends-players who add friends to each other can choose to play together-but it has a wonderful effect on squatting strangers, especially the enemy , A flower idiot was fortunate to be one of the victims.
Shan Zi Wei is about to vomit blood, as if you always meet your superb ex, when you think you are unlucky, your ex tells you that he deliberately blocked you-this is terrible, as long as the host has that Meaning, they can meet each other in circles, meet again and again, entangled in the old days, and the sea dried up.
"Why Why !?" Shan Wei Wei screamed inwardly: Hero! Big nameplate! What resentment and hatred I have with you! As for sniping a newcomer who just entered the game! !! !!
There was a gleam of light in the eyes of the host, with a strong will fixed on Shan Ziwei.
"You are strong."
The low voice struck the darkness softly. For a moment, Shan Ziwei seemed to have lost his ability to interpret language. He looked at the man with a dazzling expression, unable to understand such a sentence at all.
I'm ... strong?
"You are conscious." The host didn't seem to notice how much his words had affected the white-haired youth, and continued at his own pace, "Can keep up with me."
"..."
Listed by the host so "valued" Wei Weiru overturned the Wuwei bottle, everything was sour, sweet, bitter and salty. To be honest, a flower idiot is a bit touched. Although he can be regarded as a little-known online game master in the 21st century, in the field of holographic online games, his master's dignity has long been unfamiliar with game rules and unlimited games. There was no residue left in the set attack. I didn't expect that the first person who recognized him was the host, which was the host who had "festivals" with him ...
"Thank you." Wei did not know what to say except for the two-character list. Although the other party's attitude was "I play with you because I can stand up to you", the host is qualified to be proud. Regardless of the capped level and the identity of the player with the nameplate, these few contacts can make the single Wei Wei deeply jealous and have a sense of weakness, only the host.
That person doesn't seem to be playing a game, but dissects the game into steps and executes them step by step.
In short, it's like a book ... a guide.
Such a person is terrible as an enemy, and as a companion, it is the most reassuring backer.
Shan Ziwei's palms were sweating a little. He stared at the handsome face of the host, his tone was short and tense because of tension: "So, cooperation?"
The host didn't reply. His attitude was too bland, as if Shan Ziwei said a nonsense similar to "the sun rises from the east"-their cooperation is just as natural as the rising sun.
Shan Ziwei didn't know why he could always catch the meaning of the host's silence. He knew that the host had defaulted, so a certain idiot began to worry about another thing.
a 孺 MU (active), a 孺 mu (passive), a monopoly (passive), a rebel (active) ... think of the relationship setting card in his pocket, list Wei is almost choking. Regardless of the relationship setting card, it's completely, fundamentally, and not wanting to take a shot!
In fact, the game has helped Shan Wei to subtract two choices. This round of the chess board follows the path of spiritual horror. Obviously, the target is the square sp (fear). You can remove the two "admirers" and the remaining "exclusive" And "Rebellion" ...
It's a choice whether you want to lose your temper or your character.
A flower entanglement had been tangled for a long time, but still tremblingly took out "a monopoly (passive)" and showed it to the host.
[A monopoly
Type: Passive relationship
Effect: When someone close to you is hurt by him, restore 10% of the square sp.
Explanation: I am yours, just yours. 】
The host nodded to know, his wordless cooperation let the list Wei breathed a sigh of relief, think about it, the level of the host has been capped, has long been accustomed to these no lower limit settings, naturally will not let go like him. The list Wei Lishang waited for a while, seeing that the host had no other actions, he couldn't help asking: "You don't need a relationship ... uh, I mean, do you need me to cooperate?"
Wait, if the relationship setting card says too much, it ’s all a rude exercise. Would n’t it be better if the host does n’t need his relationship to play?
Shan Ziwei was awakened after he finished speaking, and immediately repented, but the host seemed to be moved. The dark-haired young man lowered his crow-like eyelashes slightly, he thought for a while, and his long forefinger tapped on the small computer.
The indicator light on the mainframe of the small computer flickered, and a set card was ejected from the part of the optical drive that originally read the disc.
A
Type: Active Relationship
Effect: When you get close to him / her and get close to him / her, you will get a 10% red heart sp.
Explanation: Daddy, Mommy, kiss me, hug me ~]
Shan Ziwei: ..., ...! ?
Red peach sp (Hi)? Turned out to be red peach sp? Playing a horror chessboard, your tm is actually bursting with joy or fear? ? ?
Shan Zi Wei's heart, a thousand black men wore "???" white toothbrushes filled the screen-as if you were being scared by a ghost movie, and your companion who watched the movie with you had no fluctuation in heart, I even want to laugh.
"You ... are you right?"
The host responded to Shan Ziwei with action, his hand flashed blue light, and "a
慕 "was used up directly.
So it was difficult for Wei Qi to ride the tiger. Thinking of the effect of
a 孺慕
, a certain idiot's face was so bleak that he could replace the ghost of this chessboard.
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