[Ding, player [Shan Gongzi] will transfer 50 thriller coins to you.]

After Shen Jian finished a thrilling battle royale adventure, he couldn't help but twitch when he saw the dense messages on the chat interface.

Good guy.

This slap in the face came so quickly.

He glanced at the time.

Ten minutes have passed since the other party sent the first rescue message, and the other party is still sending messages.

I guess there shouldn't be a rush.

The ghost eyes opened and Shen Jian looked for the direction.

Came to a dressing room.

The horror house is huge.

From the outside, it looks like the size of a three-story building.

But the actual area is much larger than imagined.

Even if the three ghost eyes are opened, they have only explored the tip of the iceberg of the horror house.

No, Shen Jian walked and found the dressing room of the haunted house.

A long-nosed ghost was dressing up in front of the mirror, holding a colored crayon in his hand. Every time he drew a mark on his face, his temperament changed a little. In just one minute, the image turned into what Shen Jian had seen. The ghost doctor.

Their demeanor is exactly the same.

This damn doctor is a wholesaler.

Shen Jian was slightly surprised.

Went in.

Not expecting anyone to come in, he turned around.

Then he saw a human wearing a red and white coat and holding a chainsaw gently closing the door.

Long-nosed ghost:......

Why are you wearing the clothes of a ghost doctor?

I'm on duty now, take it off for me.

The long-nosed ghost stretched out his hand to pull off Shen Jian's clothes.

After a lesson with a stick, the long-nosed ghost squatted in the corner, shivering.

"Who taught you to put on this makeup?"

Shen Jian asked.

The layout of the horror house may be the layout of 444 Mental Hospital. In other words, if a ghost restored it all, then the ghost doctor he saw should be the director of this mental hospital.

If you catch this ghost, you should be able to complete the plot mission of the Rift Girl.

The long-nosed ghost pointed at the makeup pen on the table.

Shen Jian grabbed it.

[Weird object—makeup pen]

[Introduction: Pick it up and it will automatically draw the picture in the host's mind. 】

[Note: Do not wear makeup. 】

Shen Jian was thoughtful.

Paint a picture in the user's mind?

In other words, the owner of this makeup pen met the director of the mental hospital with his own eyes.

Shen Jian glanced around and saw a portrait next to the mirror.

That's exactly what the Ghost Doctor looks like.

In other words, he is the director of the Psychiatric Building No. 444.

"Where is your store manager?"

Shen Jian knelt down and said kindly.

"I advise you to think clearly. If you offend the store manager, you still have a way to survive. But if you offend me now, your chances of survival will be slim."

Long-nosed ghost:......

Be kind and kind.

The long-nosed ghost shook his head, "The store manager will only appear randomly."

Shen Jian was disappointed.

Pack up the long-nosed ghost and take it away.

I glanced at the chat interface and saw that the other party was still sending messages wildly.

I've beaten him for almost 2,000 thriller coins.

It's time to go out.

Carrying the sack, Shen Jian walked out of the entrance.

I saw a staff member standing nearby.

He met Shen Jian's eyes, and his eyes moved to the sack again.

"This is?"

Shen Jian paused for a second: "I caught the pet."

Staff:……

Hear this.

The staff fell into a brief silence.

You have a bulging bag, and you didn't even open it. You told me it's a pet?

Do you think I believe it?

Maybe he felt like a savior.

The ghost in the sack began to cry.

From time to time, sounds came from the sack.

Shen Jian frowned and kicked him forward.

It suddenly became quiet inside.

"Please open, no one is allowed to take anything out privately in the House of Horror."

The staff stopped Shen Jian.

Bang.

A white mourning stick fell.

Shen Jian scratched his head, "Sorry, I don't feel safe. I carry a stick with me. Is this normal?"

Staff:……

The ghost took half a step back.

Good guy, I feel like you want to do something to me?

But the responsibility lies.

He could only be brave.

Bang.

A black sickle fell out again.

Shen Jian picked it up.

The bloody chainsaw fell again.

Staff:……

That's his responsibility.

Responsibility...responsibility is an egg.

He made way with difficulty.

Let Shen Jian leave.

Crying in the sack?

He didn't hear the cry of eggs.
To be continued...