A Max-Level Boss with a Sickly Script

Su Nanzhi was born with a heart condition and was once told she wouldn't live past 18. Yet, she survived. Because of a pair of extraordinary eyes, her heart gradually became calm and unperturbe...

Chapter 145: Ghost Playing Ghost

Chapter 145: Ghost Playing Ghost

Several people ran out of the classroom together and returned to the corridor. Su Nanzhi couldn't help but take a few deep breaths.

He glanced back with a bit of regret.

The death BGM continued to sound above her head. Su Nanzhi really wanted to see whether the ghost was scarier with the mask she was wearing or with the face underneath the mask.

The NPC in this escape room is very interesting.

It's a ghost pretending to be a ghost.

Jiang Beiyu also opened his Yin-Yang eyes tonight, so he should be able to see it, which is why he pulled her away so fast.

Su Nanzhi sighed softly, then cast her eyes on the wall of the corridor.

"Why are there so many paintings on the wall?" Gu Juncheng asked.

Zhou Yan, who had been here once before, was also confused. "Strange! The last time I came here, the pictures of the school teachers were hanging in the corridor. How come they suddenly became paintings?"

Is this the 2.0 version?

Jiang Beiyu leaned in to look at the two paintings, then turned back to look at them and said, "These paintings look like they are all authentic."

?

Su Nanzhi also took a look. What she saw was not only the painting itself, but also the surging resentment contained in the painting.

"It's an authentic work," Su Nanzhi said, pointing to one of the paintings. "In 1996, the media reported that 'The Disappearance of Mo Ye' was bought by an unknown wealthy person. Before the sale, it was said that due to the special material of the paper, the background of the painting was gray. In places with insufficient light, it would turn purple, making the painting seem even more eerie."

"...Why do you know what happened in 1996?" Gu Juncheng asked a soul-searching question.

Su Nanzhi: "You will also know if you read more books and newspapers."

"Since the owner of this house was a wealthy man in his lifetime, it makes sense to hang these paintings on the wall now." Su Nanzhi pinched his chin with his right thumb and index finger, as if thinking about something.

One of the other teenagers hesitated and said, "...How does that make sense?"

This is so scary, okay? It's scary enough to come in and look for someone in the middle of the night, and now you tell them that all the paintings on the wall are authentic?

Which normal studio would hang an original painting on the wall?

Oh no, wasn't the owner of this haunted house dead for over a decade? The things in the house should have been relocated by the relevant departments long ago, not to mention such valuable items.

Abnormal and unscientific.

"I think we should hurry up and find Yan Zihui. Is he really in here?"

Su Nanzhi thought for a moment and suddenly asked, "By the way, besides the Campus dungeon, this studio has two other dungeons online, right? What are they?"

Zhou Yan must have known about this since he had been here before. "There's a book called Rose Manor in Europe from the last century. There's another one called Cannibal House, which is based on the story of this house."

"Oh," Su Nanzhi suddenly laughed, "That sounds quite interesting."

Gu Juncheng was about to cry. He leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Auntie, what's going on? Why do I feel like everything around here is so gloomy?"

Su Nanzhi was also surprised at Gu Juncheng's sixth sense. This child had seen many different kinds of ghosts in his childhood. Even though his Yin-Yang eyes were sealed now, his perception of evil spirits was still extremely sharp.

There were indeed ghosts all around them.

Although they are all souls, their number is astonishing, and at first glance it looks like a haunted house.

And not all souls are harmless - Su Nanzhi looked at the popular Jiang Beiyu.

With him around, all the ghosts who had originally shown covetousness towards Su Nanzhi turned their attention to him.

(End of this chapter)