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Chapter 7 The Game Begins

Outside the hospital, Ling Yun, who was walking at the end of the team, seemed to sense something and raised his head suddenly. He looked at the fourth floor of the building, immediately took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and called up the scene taken when he got off the car.

really……

Before this, this window was clearly closed. But now, for some unknown reason, it was inexplicably half-open. Not only that, a layer of white curtains was also drawn inside the room.

At this time, a gust of wind happened to blow, and the curtains started to flutter.

Under Ling Yun's gaze, the curtain floated into the room, but as if it hit something, the outline of a human suddenly appeared under the white cloth. Immediately afterwards, a large amount of blood penetrated the entire curtain, and bloody palm prints appeared one after another.

On top of the white cloth.

Seeing this terrifying scene, Ling Yun's pupils suddenly tightened.

After the wind stopped, the curtains returned to normal, but the previous figures and blood stains suddenly disappeared.

"It's watching us." Fang Lirou leaned into Ling Yun's ear and whispered softly.

Under the moonlight, the girl's face looked abnormally white.

The night wind blew up the broken hair on her forehead. Under the hair, Ling Yun saw that her eyes filled with ghosts exuded a terrifying chill.

Fang Lirou grinned like a ghost: "This death game is finally about to begin."

In front of the team, Lao Jin stopped. At the same time, the assistant director's voice came from everyone's headsets: "Are you ready, guests? Follow the words in the script and you can start."

Lao Jin carried the camera and gestured OK to everyone, indicating that he was about to start recording officially. Knowing that Ark requires players to play their roles as well as possible, the participants present behaved very naturally.

"Using these last ten minutes, I will explain to you again." The assistant director said: "You put the device on your head, and the scene you see will appear on our TV screen."

After the game officially starts, everyone will disperse. Of course, guests can also form a team and explore alone with their teammates.

"Okay, everything has been explained. Next, the program will officially start!" After the assistant director finished speaking, his instructions came from Xu Xuehui's earphones: "Ammy, let's start this time."

Since the role played by Xu Xuehui is the most popular among all the guests, the program team also paid special attention to her.

Xu Xuehui knew it in her heart. When Lao Jin's camera turned towards her, a bright smile instantly appeared on her originally indifferent face.

"Hello everyone! Watch this issue of "Ghost Stories from Another Dimension"! I am Ammy, and in a moment, I will enter the hospital with the eight companions behind me, who are the guests participating in the game this time. Come,

Let them say hello to the audience."

"Hello everyone, my name is Jiang Yuansi! My hobbies are photography and traveling!"



Everyone introduced themselves to the camera one by one. When it came to the mask man, he finally said his name: Li Ming.

However, judging from the other party's cautious attitude and mysterious acting style, Ling Yun is more inclined to believe that this is a fake name he made up.

"Then next, we have to enter the hospital. 3, 2, 1..."

The moment she touched the iron door, Xu Xuehui's hand trembled suddenly. But in the next second, she quickly adjusted her emotions, naturally pushed open the rusty iron door in front of her, and walked into the hospital.

This series of actions went smoothly and did not arouse the suspicion of Lao Jin and Xiao Lin.

But even so, Ling Yun on the side still keenly caught the flash of hesitation in the other party's expression.

"Creak" The two iron doors made a harsh sound and slowly opened inward.

What appeared in front of everyone was a dark and deserted hall. The moment the door opened, a gust of cold wind blew into the hospital. In an instant, dust was flying in the air, making everyone cough.

By the light of the flashlight, they could see the scene inside clearly: the floor of the empty hall was covered with rubble and rotten wood, iron plates, and steel bars were covered with spider webs, scattered everywhere. The walls were peeled off and damaged, and there were

A lot of graffiti spray paint.

"Ahem, is this the famous Riverview Mental Hospital? It looks like it has been abandoned for a long time."

While Jiang Yuansi was saying his lines, he waved his hands, trying to disperse the dust in front of him. Lao Jin and Xiao Lin carried the machine and followed the crowd briefly around the hall.

After playing up the horror atmosphere with some pretentiousness, the program team finally got to the point.

After introducing the rules of the game of Celestial Master catching ghosts, everyone took a look at the time: eleven ten.

"In order to pursue the most realistic excitement, the program team prohibits guests from exploring the terrain and rooms of the hospital in advance. This allows the audience to explore along with us from our perspective. Can I trouble the camera teacher, can we start the game?"

At the prompt of the assistant director, Xu Xuehui asked about Lao Jin.

The latter took out a bag containing nine small balls and walked to the center of the screen. Lao Jin solemnly scrambled the balls, and then motioned to the guests to come forward one by one to draw lots.

"Now these balls contain notes with everyone's identities written on them. The scope of this game is the entire hospital. In the next fifty minutes, everyone is asked to find a suitable hiding place. After twelve o'clock, you can

Open the ball. Note that each guest is equipped with a video recording device above his head. If he opens it in advance, it will be regarded as cheating and will be eliminated directly. After the first round of the game, everyone please return to the lobby to gather for a new round.

Round of drawing lots.”

After Lao Jin announced the rules, he said to everyone: "In order to ensure the fairness of the game, now, please go upstairs and hide the balls in order according to the numbers on them. Every five minutes, the next person can start."

Everyone took a look at the serial numbers in their hands, and the one who drew number one was Ran Junming. After hearing the rules of the game, he turned on the flashlight and went upstairs alone.

At the same time, outside the hospital, the director and others also saw him entering the ward on the third floor through the monitoring equipment.

The second one to set off was Huang Bin, followed by Jiang Ying, Fang Lirou, Xu Xuehui, Mask Man, Tang Yao, Jiang Siyuan and Ling Yun.

Ling Yun's non-chief physique can be said to be as strong as ever. As the last guest to win the lottery, he has to wait for the eight people in front of him to hide before he can start taking action. When he goes upstairs, he really has time to explore the building.

Only five minutes left.

Not only that, there are surveillance cameras installed on every floor of the building in front of him, and there are staff lurking in the corners. Even if he wants to use his powers, he will be restricted by this.

"For the remaining guests, please stop staring. Follow the script and heighten the atmosphere."

The assistant director's voice came from the headset. Although he was a little reluctant, Ling Yun had to bite the bullet and looked at Jiang Siyuan, who was also named.

On the contrary, Jiang Siyuan is a guy who has a strong desire to perform. When he saw the camera pointed at him, he immediately got into the mood.

Ling Yun saw that the other party had changed into a nervous expression like a Peking Opera face change. While looking around, he said to Ling Yun:

"Hey, did you know? This Riverview Mental Hospital was originally built more than 100 years ago. At the beginning of its construction, it housed about 300-400 mental patients. In addition to general mental patients and post-war trauma veterans here

In addition to medical treatment, homosexuality was also regarded as a mental illness at that time, so sexual orientation correction was required here.”

"Hmm... I have heard of it." Ling Yun rubbed his hands nervously, his expression and movements looking particularly stiff.

However, the state he displayed seemed to the assistant director and others to be afraid of something.

"No. 9! Very good, this is it! Lao Jin, give him a close-up of his face, yes, yes, he is handsome!"
Chapter completed!
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