After I was forced to be a survival game NPC

Chapter 232 Cangling Ancient Village (23)

Su Nanzhi didn't let go of Lu Yu until he was far away from the cemetery.

"I saw it, so there is." Su Nanzhi panted heavily, and said with difficulty, "There is a ghost."

Lu Yu responded softly, "Yes."

"You saw it too?" Su Nanzhi opened her eyes wide, she thought she was the only one who saw it.

"No." Lu Yu said lightly, "I can feel it."

Su Nanzhi described what he saw just now and said, "We should try not to do things like digging people's graves in the future."

It came out in broad daylight before I started, so I really have to do it.

Lu Yu looked at her, "We have no plans to dig a grave."

"So it's not because we came to dig the grave." Su Nanzhi nodded solemnly, "It makes sense, we didn't carry a hoe."

Lu Yu:.
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The cold and lonely mountain wind blows over the wooden building, and the leaves rustle.

In the dense jungle, some unknown animal made a piercing cry.

Ji Ting went upstairs with a kerosene lamp, the flickering light of the fire and the creaking sound of the wooden planks were like shadows, her back was a little cold and heavy.

She just wanted to call the person in front, but found that she could not make a sound with her mouth open. The companion in front seemed to have not noticed that there was one person missing, and walked forward on their own.

The distance gradually widened, and the voices of the companions gradually faded away until everyone disappeared into the darkness.

She was the only one left on the narrow and crude stairs, and the kerosene lamp in her hand became the only comfort.

Ji Ting did not choose to go up to the third floor, but went to the closer second floor to ask for help.

It was not too late, but the silence in the wooden building was shocking, every door was tightly closed, and those cold utensils seemed to have life, whispering behind her back.

In the corner of the main room, beside the wooden chair, there was a squatting black figure at some point.

Ji Ting's breathing became heavy, and she no longer cared about the unhappiness with Zeng Rou. She raised her feet and walked to the nearest room. Just when she was about to knock on the door, her arm stopped suddenly.

For some reason, she had a strong feeling that she was the only one in the wooden building.

Too quiet.

Is this really the wooden building where they lived?How could there be no sound? Tang Yue, who lived in the same room as her, didn't notice that she didn't go back?

In an instant, fear surrounded her like a tide.

The kerosene lamp in her hand also suddenly went out at this time, the last straw in her heart was broken, and Ji Ting felt a chill rushing up her spine along her head.

There were vague footsteps and voices behind her. I couldn't hear what was said, but the voices were getting closer to her.

She could feel that there was something behind her, and she didn't dare to look back, so she could only pat on the door in front of her, calling other people's names.

The old and simple wooden door is not strong, but at this moment no matter how much she slams on the wooden door, it won't budge.

The knocking on the door and the sound of calling seemed to have become mixed, as if they had been silenced.

Even though she was hysterical, the building was still quiet.

"What's wrong with you? Why don't you go back to your room?"

A voice sounded behind Ji Ting, a very familiar voice, it seemed to be some player.

She turned her head happily, "The door can't be opened."

Halfway through speaking, she stared wide-eyed in horror and looked at Liu Penghai in front of her.

Isn't he already dead?The bodies were burned in front of everyone.

The face of Liu Penghai in front of him was the same as when he was still alive, and when he looked down, there was no blood on his abdomen.

(End of this chapter)