Chapter 240: Ghost in the Mirror (Part 3)

In the deserted hotel, there were faint sounds coming from somewhere else.

The sound of a door opening, footsteps, and even the faint shouting of a woman.

Jie Fangcheng turned a deaf ear to everything and slept soundly on the bed.

But there are not many players as happy as Jie Fangcheng.

When the clock struck twelve everywhere, some changes occurred all around.

"Grass!!"

He Mingguang sat up and almost rolled off the seat.

Just now, when he blinked, a ghost figure clearly appeared in front of him.

The ghost was standing just above him, looking down at him.

But when He Mingguang climbed down using his hands and feet, he found that it did not seem to be a ghost, but a poster on the bus stop that had fallen off at some point and was swaying in the wind.

——But that must be a ghost!

After all, He Mingguang is an old player who has completed so many copies. He would not think that he was dazzled.

His strength is not strong. In the bus competition just now, he had to compete almost every time he arrived at a stop.

No one wants to get off the bus too early, but at the same time, no one wants to get off the bus too late.

It's the same reason. If the players are ranked in the dungeon, from 1 to 11, numbers 1 and 11, which are the first and last, are the most dangerous. Players all want to avoid these two numbers, and the numbers in the middle are the safest.

Although this copy suddenly had someone like Fang Cheng who took the initiative to grab the number 1, the subsequent development was no different from that of an ordinary level 3 copy. Everyone had already started competing and ranking themselves before meeting the NPC.

He Mingguang was the one who failed in the competition.

After getting off the bus, he explored around like Guan Yingying did, and He Mingguang quickly discovered the implied message on the bus stop sign.

Xinxin Home?

Although he didn't know the route, but looking from the bus stop, He Mingguang seemed to have discovered the shadow of a large residential area.

Do you want to go and take a look at Xinxin Home now?

This question only flashed through He Mingguang's mind for a moment, and he quickly rejected it.

Of course, this doesn’t mean that He Mingguang doesn’t plan to go there to look for clues.

I still have to go, after all, there is not even an NPC here now. All the clues point to this small community, where else can I go?

But He Mingguang wanted to go with everyone, rather than going to a strange place alone to look for that vague clue.

Although the players have their own ulterior motives and even fought on the bus, this does not prevent the players from uniting when facing the same enemy.

In particular, He Mingguang was also very clear that since he could find this kind of clue on this platform, other players could obviously find it as well.

These people will definitely find a way to come to Xinxin's home. Since I am not strong enough, I might as well just wait here.

There was a seat at the bus stop, so He Mingguang simply lay down.

He never expected that he could see a vague ghost.

We can’t stay in this place anymore!

He Mingguang walked out of the bus stop carefully.

He looked around and quickly locked onto a new target.

That’s great, there’s a hotel here!

Thinking of this, He Mingguang quickly arrived at the empty hotel.

He was not as arrogant as Jie Fangcheng. He directly took out a room card from the front desk and checked in for free. He Mingguang lay on the sofa in the waiting area of ​​the spacious and bright lobby, alert to his surroundings in case he was suddenly killed by ghosts.

Perhaps because they realized that it was indeed unlikely for him to get a room by himself, the TV screen in the hall turned on by itself without anyone controlling the remote control.

"...Yesterday, a vicious murder case occurred in Xinxin Home Community..."

He Mingguang also quickly listened to the news broadcast that Jie Fangcheng had just heard, and He Mingguang also saw the scenes that Jie Fangcheng saw.

But at that time, Jie Fangcheng acted decisively and turned off the TV screen.

As for He Guangming, he cursed again and his eyes met the eyes of the "victim" on the TV screen.

Through the TV screen, the "victim" seemed to have locked onto He Mingguang in an instant. He Mingguang even saw him smiling at him, which was extremely weird.

He Mingguang was scared half to death.

But he could only comfort himself that it was TV, the ghost was just inside the TV and he couldn't crawl out!

Keep reading! To collect more clues!

He Mingguang swallowed and stared at the TV.

On the screen, the victim was smiling at him and looking at him, but just as He Mingguang thought, the "victim" staring at him on the screen could only stare at him like that. This scene lasted about half a minute before the TV finally reluctantly played new content.

The harsh BGM sounded and a red advertisement appeared on the screen.

An excited and somewhat weird female voice repeated:

"Xinxin Home Community is recruiting test sleepers! Are you still worried about not being able to find a place to live? Are you still distressed about not having a home? Call 4444444! Participate in the test sleeper activity! Not only can you live for free, you can also get a mysterious prize! What are you waiting for! Call now! "

Almost at the moment the advertisement ended, the phone at the hotel front desk rang, which was like a death sentence in the quiet hotel.

He Mingguang almost jumped up.

Grass! !

The phone kept ringing. He Mingguang gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and then walked to the phone.

He picked up the phone and there was silence on the other end.

He Mingguang took a breath.

"Hello?"

Hearing his voice, the other party was stunned: "He Mingguang?"

He Mingguang was also stunned, but he had just heard this voice.

"...Zhu Ping?"

This is the player who was on the bus with me just now. He is very strong and grabbed the fifth position to get off.

Why would Zhu Ping call him? Or why would Zhu Ping call this hotel?

He Mingguang felt something was wrong: "How did you know this phone number? Where are you?"

Is Zhu Ping also in another hotel?

The other party's voice came: "There is a newsstand near the bus stop. I'm calling from here...Isn't this 4444444? Why did you answer the phone?"

“…”

"Hello? Have you seen the ad on TV? If you call this number, you can participate in the Xinxin Home's sleep tester activity? Why are you here?"

"...I don't know." He Mingguang murmured, "I, I just went into a hotel near the bus stop..."

"Hotel?" Zhu Ping's tone suddenly became a little anxious, "Didn't you pay attention to the message posted on the bus stop sign?! ​​The hotel in the city is haunted recently! How dare you go to the hotel?"

Bus stop sign? But there is no such clue on He Mingguang’s bus stop sign!

As soon as Zhu Ping finished speaking on the other end of the phone, He Mingguang felt a chill on his ankle.

He lowered his head stiffly.

On the ground, a ghost with only hands and a head grabbed his ankle and gave him a bright smile.

——"I got you!"

……run! !

He Mingguang crushed his hand bones with one foot. From the corner of his eye, he saw that in the corridor of the originally empty hotel, there seemed to be overlapping ghost shadows appearing and heading towards the lobby.

He ran towards the gate, but although it was only a few steps away, the distance seemed to have changed under his feet and he was unable to get through.

Half a minute later, system prompts came to the minds of all players.

[Ding——Confirmed: Player He Mingguang has died in the mirror, and the number of remaining players in the mirror is 10. ]

[Ding——No one answered the 4444444 hotline, the event cannot continue. 】

While everyone was stunned, still wondering what had happened.

Another player who had also entered the hotel was carrying his stick and kicked a guest room door open with a bang.

The room behind the door was empty.

"You're running pretty fast!" Jie Fangcheng was filled with resentment and shouted, "Where are you?! Come out quickly!! You didn't run away when you were lying on the edge of my bed just now! You didn't run away when you were holding the remote control to turn on the TV! You're running away now?!"

"Where's the ghost!!!" he asked.

There seemed to be uncontrollable sobbing of fear coming from somewhere, whimpering, and it sounded very miserable and creepy.

Jie Fangcheng identified the direction and rushed over there without saying a word.