Escort

Chapter 76 The director, that's him!

Are there ghosts in this world?Different people have different answers to this question.As far as the otaku is concerned, he is more willing to believe in science, but he believes it. This does not mean that he will not feel scared when watching horror movies.

What is more terrifying than watching a horror movie is acting in a horror movie. At this moment, Escort Zhang is fortunate enough to experience what it means to be on the scene. Seeing that the sun is about to completely set, the otaku gritted his teeth and jumped over the wall to enter Haunted house.

After landing, I looked left and right, and the building of the haunted house is quite magnificent, with carved beams and painted buildings, and the house looks very dignified.Before it got dark, Escort Zhang decided to take a stroll around to survey the terrain. The ghost house is very big, about seven entrances in size, plus all kinds of side courtyards around and the two gardens in the front and back. It's dazzling, but unfortunately because no one has taken care of it for a long time, weeds are overgrown in the courtyard, the door walls are mottled, and there are even some small wild animals in the garden.

Passing through the screen wall and through the corridor, the otaku spent half an hour roughly turning around the haunted house. As a result, he became more and more determined to move the escort agency here. It would be too wasteful to leave such a good place idle. Of course, the premise is that He had to be able to solve the haunting problem, otherwise no one except Belgris would want to live in it.

Seeing that it was getting late, the otaku casually opened a side room and walked in.Patting the cobwebs and dust on his body, Escort Zhang took out the flint and candles from his all-purpose small package, and saw a small wind blowing, the doors and windows creaked, and the otaku's little hands shook, Almost dropped Flint on the ground.

No, it's so scary before nightfall!Escort Zhang shook his head, and quickly lit the candles, finally there was a faint light in the room.The otaku looked at the room, um, a small wooden bed, a small round table, two small stools and a small box in the corner.

Adhering to the fine tradition of our country's stand-alone game box that must be turned over, Escort Zhang opened the small box with anxiety, Ding!Congratulations, you have obtained three pieces of whiteboard equipment, and a bottle of Xiaohong... Well, this is of course impossible. There are some women's clothes inside, which seem to be left by the people who lived here before.

It's a little bad, no matter who this person is, it can be seen that she left in a hurry, so she even left her clothes behind.Just as he was thinking, the sky outside the window gradually darkened, until the last ray of light disappeared among the clouds, and the whole haunted house fell into a strange and silent darkness. The otaku suddenly realized that in this gloomy old house, only He was left alive.

Uh, that's why I said that I don't like ancient times. Most places are completely dark at night. Except for a few occupations that require working at night, such as watchmen and snitches, everyone is in their own small courtyard. It's a house, the road is pitch black, there is not even a street light, but after all, my Great Yan Dynasty is not bad, at least the emperor is still a bit sentimental, and there is no curfew or other crazy decrees.

It's far away, I'd better think about how to get through this night. It's just after Xu time, and it will take four or five hours until dawn. It's not the way to just sit and be surprised, otherwise I don't need to bother the little devil to make a move You can scare yourself to death.What can I do?The otaku took out a volume of "The Great Nikkei" gifted by the master. This place is too dark, so it is better to study the Dharma, maybe it can also dispel the accumulated merits of some wronged souls, so Zhang Da escorted himself to start In his second career, he transformed himself into a Buddhist bald donkey, or how to say that his beliefs were forced out. Whenever there is a catastrophe, a large number of people always start to pray to God and worship Buddha.

It's a pity that the otaku is very incompetent as a part-time job in the Buddhist sect. He picked up the "Da Nikkei" and the cold sweat on his forehead flowed all over the place.You're cheating. After reading two pages, you either don't know it, or if you know it, you don't know what it means.

I forcefully slurred two pages, and thinking about the sadness that came from it, I guess even the old man Sakyamuni couldn't understand what I was reading, so let's forget it.The otaku put aside "The Great Nikkei" and started entertaining himself, guessing boxing games with his left and right hands, playing chess with his left and right feet, performing stand-up comedy in front of candles... Anyway, there are no outsiders, and it doesn't matter if he takes medicine or not.Finally, when it was Haishi, a flash of lightning flashed outside the window, followed by rumbling thunder in the clouds, and after a while, the otaku heard the sound of raindrops hitting the eaves.

no?Just in time for the heavy rain, do you think the atmosphere is not permeable enough?Now the three elements in horror novels are all gathered together - the deserted house, the rainstorm and the unlucky pig's feet, Zhang Biaotou can't help but start to feel terrified again.

At the moment of Haishi, a black shadow flashed outside the door, and the otaku's face changed drastically. Mom, there really is a ghost!A chill rushed from my feet to my head, and my whole body couldn't help shaking, but I took a closer look, wipe!It's a hare, your grandma's, it's too primitive here, there are still hares!I breathed a sigh of relief, no, it's too exciting to play like this, let's close the door, what?You ask if there are no ghosts when it is closed?

Escort Zhang doesn't care so much, this guy has the ostrich mentality of Chiguoguo, it doesn't matter whether there are ghosts outside, as long as I don't let me see it.Unexpectedly, the otaku let out a scream as soon as he closed the door, and saw a black figure reflected on the window paper, and what was even more frightening was that there was a rope around his or her neck. The story my aunt told about a woman who hanged herself in this mansion, wouldn’t it be this one?

The otaku suddenly felt the blood all over his body rushing to his head, and his hands and feet were cold for a while. At this time, according to the thinking of ordinary people, he should die and survive. He bravely walked forward and pushed the window open to take a look at the things standing outside Whether it is a human or a ghost, after all, there is only a thin layer of window paper separating it. Apart from adding to the terrifying atmosphere, even a pheasant cannot be stopped, let alone a vicious ghost.But is the otaku an ordinary person?Escort Zhang quickly covered his eyes while shouting loudly, "I didn't see anything! I didn't see anything!"

So the ghost outside the window was also stunned, huh?Dude, why don't you play your cards according to the routine? By the way, this kind of self-deceiving countermeasure of yours is too unexpected, and it completely disrupts my next plan!I've been preparing for so long, but you're saving face, let me scare you by opening the window, it makes people feel very uncomfortable if you keep going up and down like this!
Hate!Director, hurry up and let others decide, this villain doesn't follow the script at all!
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