??Chapter 388: Being touched in the face by NPC!
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The players were only a few meters away from the oil lamp in front, but everyone was afraid to move forward. Standing there was a waste of time, so Meng Chuyuan volunteered to get the lamp.
After her hands were released by her companions, Meng Chuyuan boldly stepped forward. Everyone slowly moved towards the wall and subconsciously followed her, trying not to fall behind.
Just as Meng Chuyuan reached out to take the oil lamp, he suddenly heard a strange laugh, intermittent and creepy.
"Ah—how terrifying!" The other players shrank their heads, hugged each other, and said in trembling voices, "I don't want to play anymore..."
Meng Chuyuan remained calm. She took a deep breath and decisively took down the oil lamp.
The next second, she felt a black screen in front of her eyes and a chill on her back. Before she could react, a red light flashed before her eyes, and then a bloodshot and distorted ghost face appeared in front of her at close range, with long nails dancing in front of her.
Meng Chuyuan stared, standing there without blinking.
Seeing that Meng Chuyuan was not afraid of intimidation, the NPC suddenly tilted his head and set his sights on other players.
The other players were so scared that they screamed. They turned their heads one after another, trying to change direction to avoid the scene in front of them, but they were caught off guard and bumped into the ghost face. Their entire vision was occupied by this terrifying ghost face.
The player facing the wall thought he was safe, but unexpectedly the oil painting on the wall was suddenly punctured from the inside, and a rotten hand stretched out.
Some players were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground, screaming miserably, and the scene became a mess...
“Ah—ah—”
After seeing that the effect was achieved, the NPCs dressed as ghosts retreated after a while, and then the secret room returned to peace.
Meng Chuyuan sighed softly and walked towards her companions, holding the oil lamp. She bent down and reached out to help the player sitting on the ground. "Okay, get up, they're gone."
Female player: "My legs are weak..."
Why do I get so excited when I see them getting scared?
[Oh my god, I was so scared! How did Sister Meng manage to remain so calm even when an NPC was right in front of her? She didn't even scream.]
【Is anyone squinting their eyes like me? 】
[I also squinted my eyes and listened to them screaming. It felt exciting and scary at the same time. Hahahaha]
Lu Jinsen slowly opened his eyes, a frightened expression on his face.
Until Meng Chuyuan came over and handed him the oil lamp, and told him: "You take care of them here, I will get another lamp."
Lu Jinsen looked up and found Meng Chuyuan quite calm. He asked curiously, "Aren't you afraid?"
"I'm scared." The ghost face just now appeared in front of her without any warning. It would be a lie to say that she was not afraid. But when she thought that fear could not solve any problem at all, Meng Chuyuan forced herself to calm down.
"Hurry up, I don't want to be trapped here." She stuffed the oil lamp into Lu Jinsen's hand, turned around and got two more oil lamps from a distance, and gave one to another player.
The players recovered from their previous fear and continued to search for clues in the secret room.
By exploring the way with the dim kerosene lamp, the players had a general understanding of the layout of the secret room.
Lu Jinsen: "So this is a wedding room?"
"Yes." Meng Chuyuan responded calmly: "Didn't the person who brought us in just now say that this is the bedroom of the owner of the manor. Today is his wedding, and the bride disappeared."
Their mission is not only to escape from the secret room, but also to help find the missing bride, learn the mysterious truth behind the manor, and the rumors about the curse.
Other players: "I have goosebumps..."
The bridal room is decorated in Chinese style. The bed, carpet and some furniture are all red. In the dark environment, it looks so cold and scary.
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