Chapter 95: Hundred Ghosts Tour/Line (1)
After returning to the horror game space, Yan Zhengyan did not rest much, and was very busy for a few days.
On the first day, she used it to explore who the "she" that came out of her subconscious was;
The next day, she sent messages to everyone on her contact list, collecting news from different worlds;
On the third day, she combed through all the worlds she had experienced;
On the fourth day, she began to prepare props for the upcoming next world.
That is, after learning the news of the next world, Yan Zhengyan spent three days doing nothing.
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Meimei enjoyed a big meal, but Yan Zhengyan's stomach was still flat and tight. She rarely wore a black-gold waist-clamping dress, so she was free to receive the notification at a familiar time.
"Attention number 373566896! A new game is about to start!"
"Game Level: Advanced;
Game World: Hundred Ghosts;
Time: one year;
Role: Person;
Mission: Find the leader of the ghosts;
Rule: None"
In this teleportation channel, Yan Zhengyan's right hand acted autonomously again and obtained green light × 1.
vulgar.
However, as an authentic descendant of the "Ghost Hunting Family", Yan Zhengyan said: No matter how many you come, you will be delivering food.
Drawing from the experience of the first two worlds, she did not use spiritual power to keep cool, and activated the "parasol" bought in the mall - there was no light under the umbrella, and it was risked by the micro air conditioner of cold wind.
Nearby is a ghostly building complex, and in the distance there is a giant floating in the sky.
And there were a lot of people moving near the building complex that day, just too far away, it looked like sesame seeds.
Holding an umbrella, Yan Zhengyan approached the surface building in front of him.
This is obviously a perfect masterpiece of obsessive-compulsive disorder - it is tightly stitched, symmetrical and harmonious, and even the grass emerging from the vermilion corner is left and right symmetrical.
The black door is tightly closed, it seems that it was not split when it was built, and the gap in the middle is just an ornament. It is not so much a door as it is a stone carving like a door.
Yan Zhengyan put away his umbrella and walked in through the door, then propped it up again, and wandered in this darker house.
The distribution of yin is uneven, there are more willow trees here, and fewer stones there. However, the main house in each yard has a large group of yin, and it is estimated that ordinary people will have to withdraw if they can't stay here for half the night.
Yan Zhengyan strolled around some yards, but did not enter each house. When she rested her feet and sat leaning on the handrail of the veranda, the blue sun began to lean west and disappeared at a very fast speed.
The night is coming, the yin qi bursts out, and the ghosts howl.
A hundred ghosts? This is an approximate number, right?
Yan Zhengyan looked at the thousands of ghosts floating over his head, his mood was calm, and his smile stabilized his mind.