Horror: In the beginning, she holds the mall and becomes a hunter

Chapter 27 Tomb Surrounding Apartment (7)

Finally, with the blessing of the duck's singing, Meng Zhi slapped each of the players present three times.

Fan Shu cried out in pain and subconsciously covered one side of her swollen cheek with her hand. She felt that her teeth on the right side would fall out if she was slapped again.

Le Yangdan was still confused at this time. Tears welled up in his painful eyes, "What happened? My face hurts."

While they were recovering, Meng Zhi smashed the piano, turned off the duck prop, and asked sincerely and doubtfully: "Was the piano music just good?"

Fan Shu paused for a moment. It was obvious that she understood that she was not quite mentally controlled, but she said, "To be honest, when I heard this song, I remembered the carefree days of my childhood."

Le Yang nodded: "I met my parents."

"This is a kind of mental interference. Fortunately, you saved us, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable." Fan Shu patted his chest with lingering fear.

The seniors of the guild once said that the most regrettable thing in the game is that those who are not strong-willed and are disturbed by the spirit of the dungeon. Some people die unknowingly, while others become monsters in the dungeon and are lost forever without knowing their way back.

"We claim to be seniors, but it turns out you saved us time and time again." Fan Shu felt a little embarrassed.

Le Yang nodded: "By the way, I don't know your name yet."

"My name is Meng Zhi." Meng Zhi said lightly.

Anyway, the memory will be blurred after the dungeon is released, so it doesn't matter whether you tell your real name or not.

"boom!"

"what--"

Screams came from the fourth floor, and a human head fell from above and hit the coffin.

Meng Zhi's flashlight shined over it. The head's face was green, and the dead one was the player.

It was not in vain that she had sat for so long today. She had memorized the faces of everyone who passed by her.

"Something happened on the fourth floor?" Le Yangshan looked up suddenly, and in the blink of an eye he saw Meng Zhi scattering a handful of powder, and the terrifying green head was immediately corroded.

"What... is this?" He was curious, but he didn't know if Meng Zhi was willing to tell him.

So Meng Zhi told the story about the infectious disease again.

"This is easy to get, you just need to press the person in charge on the ground and rub it," Meng Zhi said with a serious face and trusting them, "You have all experienced dozens of dungeons, and you have so many props in your hands. , it won’t be a problem to deal with the person in charge, right?”

Fan Shu: "...Don't kill important NPCs casually. Once such NPCs become too angry, it will backfire on the players."

"This method is too risky." Le Yangdan nodded in agreement.

Meng Zhi spread his hands: "Okay, let's go to the fourth floor and take a look."

The three of them stepped on the expensive gold-plated floor on the fourth floor, and their flashlight illuminated a figure in the corner.

The figure shivered and huddled in the corner, his cries were drowned out by the wind and rain. The closed doors and windows were suddenly blown open by the wind, and acid rain mixed with dust drifted in.

Meng Zhi shined the flashlight on his head and said calmly: "Get up quickly and hide."

As soon as the man on the ground raised his head, Meng Zhi recognized his identity - the rich man who was rushing to give Li Wenjing gold coins.

Thinking of this, her attitude softened a lot. Seeing that his legs were too weak to stand up, she kindly took his collar and dragged him into the dark room.

The moment the secret door closed, Le Yangdan clearly heard the sound of things crawling, and there were a lot of them!
"Is the thing outside crawling out of the tomb?" he asked incredulously, as acid rain corroded the jungle, exposing the bulging tomb.

He had guessed this possibility before, but last night he slept very soundly to the sound of rain and did not notice these movements.

"Boom!"

It was the sound of claws hitting the wall. "Shh, be quiet." Meng Zhi whispered.

Everyone crowded in this small dark room and waited for the monster to leave.

After a while, Meng Zhi looked down at Su Yu'an, whose legs were still weak: "Are you still scared?"

Su Yu'an realized that Meng Zhi was talking to him, raised his head at a loss, and sniffed again: "My companion... is dead..."

"How did you die?" Fan Shu asked with a frown.

Su Yu'an squatted on the ground and replied obediently: "It's those paintings! He just couldn't help but touch the portraits, and then green spots appeared on large areas."

"Then...he was decapitated." At this point, he began to tremble.

He didn't even understand why his companion died so suddenly.

"Then be careful about the paintings here, especially don't look at the figure paintings, be careful not to fall in." Meng Zhi listened carefully for a while, and the crawling sound outside disappeared.

They left extremely early today and came at a surprising time.

Meng Zhi pushed the door open and went out. The originally smooth floor was covered with mud, and all the furnishings except the portraits were smashed and thrown to the ground.

She was heartbroken about this. If you don't love her, please don't hurt her. Wouldn't it be better to let them disappear here in another form?
For example, give these things to the mall.

When passing by the figure painting, Su Yu'an wanted to hang on Le Yang's single body like a koala, and Meng Zhi also felt that there was a malicious sight spying on her secretly.

Oh, sooner or later I will dig out its eyes.

There was a roadblock on the way back.

There were no lights around, and a headless man stood where they must pass, and then staggered towards them.

Su Yu'an cried out in horror: "Is he alive?"

Meng Zhi blew on the tip of the long needle and answered naturally: "I think it has mutated."

She first sprinkled a handful of powder, but it was of no use. One hand of the headless corpse raised its middle finger to them, as if mocking them for not overestimating their abilities.

"Back off! I'll take care of it!" Fan Shu stood in front of them, holding up a small red lantern in his right hand, "Sleepy!"

A flame ignited from the bottom of the lantern to where the headless corpse stood, and the flames quickly enveloped the headless corpse and dragged it into the lantern.

The matter ended quickly, and Meng Zhi showed envy in his eyes.

"I heard from Miss Meng that these people died of infectious diseases, and I thought that close contact might make us infected. After much thought, it was better to use flames." Fan Shu carried a lantern, and there was something visible in the swaying flames inside. to the twitching body of a headless corpse.

The four of them went their separate ways, and Meng Zhi stood at the door with his head lowered.

Suddenly, she looked sharply to the left. A pair of bloodshot eyes looked at her unscrupulously in the darkness, and she closed the door only after meeting her eyes.

I wonder if this guy is the one looking for her to eat.

Meng Zhi tilted his head and went downstairs again, dragging a large bag of vegetables and meat to the room to start making supper.

So what the person in charge saw early the next morning was: messy corridors, dirty halls, and a ransacked kitchen.

Unexpectedly, she seemed to be in a particularly good mood today and called the players together.

"In previous years, our apartment owners would hold a song and dance to enhance neighborhood friendship, and this year is no exception. I hope everyone has a good time tonight."

(End of this chapter)