The moment this strange feeling of being watched appeared, the hairs on Zhang Fan's back suddenly stood up. He couldn't help but shiver, then he looked away and closed the curtains again.
Zhang Fan sat on the chair in the master bedroom, his eyes constantly looking at the red-painted wooden dressing table. No matter how he looked at it, there was an indescribable feeling of weirdness.
"Fugui, come here and help. Let's move this dressing table to the hall outside."
Zhang Fan said hello to Wang Fugui and wanted his help to move the weird dressing table out together.
Hearing the sound, Wang Fugui also stood up. Without hesitation, he directly rolled up his sleeves and approached the dressing table.
However, Zhang Fan and Wang Fugui tried their best but could not move the dressing table at all.
It was as if the dressing table and the entire ground were poured together.
After wasting a long time, they didn't move the dressing table.
In the end, Zhang Fan and the others chose to give up.
Wang Fugui sat down on the bed, panting, and said with sweat on his face: "Brother Fan, why do you think this broken dressing table is so heavy? We can't lift it even if we work together!"
"Maybe this dressing table is indeed a little fishy. It's best for us to be careful at night!"
Zhang Fan wiped the sweat from his forehead and whispered.
"First find a cloth and cover it. I always feel like I am being watched by myself in the mirror, which makes me feel a little nervous!"
Zhang Fan made a suggestion.
"That's okay!"
Wang Fugui nodded and said with great agreement.
It seemed that he also noticed something was wrong with the dressing table.
Who in the right mind puts the dressing table and bedside together?
Wang Fugui sat up from the bed, opened the door of the master bedroom, and walked towards the living room.
He went to the living room to search, and finally found a piece of white gauze under the sofa.
Wang Fugui returned to the master bedroom with a white gauze and covered it directly on the mirror of the dressing table.
Seeing Wang Fugui covering the dressing table mirror with white gauze, Zhang Fan frowned subconsciously.
"No, don't cover the mirror with white cloth!"
Zhang Fan reminded hurriedly.
"ah?"
"Why can't I use white cloth?"
When Wang Fugui heard the sound, he was stunned for a moment, with confusion on his face.
"It is said that the mirror of the dressing table is best covered with red cloth. Red cloth has the function of warding off evil spirits and driving away disasters!"
"Find a piece of red cloth to cover it!"
Zhang Fan thought for a moment and said.
"Okay! I listen to you!"
Wang Fugui did not refute Zhang Fan and had no choice but to pull off the white gauze from the mirror on the dressing table, take it to the living room, and replace it again.
After about a few minutes, Wang Fugui walked in with a wrinkled red sofa cushion in his hand.
"Brother Fan, I'm sorry, there is no red cloth outside, I only found this!"
Wang Fugui said helplessly.
"It's okay, as long as it's red!"
Zhang Fan saw this and smiled slightly.
Wang Fugui put the red sofa cushion on the dressing table mirror and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Brother Fan, you know so much!"
Wang Fugui said with admiration.
"No, these are just some common Feng Shui taboos. I often heard old people talk about them when I was a child, so I wrote down some of them."
Zhang Fan quickly waved his hand and said.
"Fugui, you rest here for a while. I'll walk around the house to see if there's anything wrong anywhere!"
Zhang Fan took a deep breath and said.
"good!"
Wang Fugui heard the sound and responded.
At this time, Wang Fugui couldn't help but feel a hint of admiration for Zhang Fan.
To be honest, as a new survivor, Zhang Fan is much more vigilant than himself. Although Wang Fugui has participated in the maze scene no less than four times, he is timid by nature and cannot calm down and think many times. .
In fact, he also has two relics on his body that can summon the help of two ghosts, but because of his cowardice, he basically cannot exert the maximum power of the ghosts.
Now with Zhang Fan's help in this frightening scene, he felt that he would definitely survive this time.
.....
After Zhang Fan came to the living room, he looked at it carefully.
He is a very cautious person. In order to survive, he decided to check for unreasonable places in the room in advance.
There are a lot of furniture in the living room, and they are placed in a reasonable position without conflicting with Feng Shui.
After confirming that there was no problem, Zhang Fan breathed a sigh of relief.
Just when he was about to walk into the master bedroom, he glanced inadvertently and suddenly saw a round mirror the size of a palm broken in the corner behind the sofa.
"Mirror again?"
Zhang Fan was stunned for a few seconds.
This is the second mirror he has seen in the room.
The first one is the dressing table mirror, and the second one is this mirror.
Apart from these two mirrors, there are no other mirrors.
Something is wrong, something feels wrong here.
“I always feel like I’m missing something!”
Zhang Fan murmured to himself.
Just when he was confused, Wang Fugui walked out of the master bedroom and turned into the bathroom.
"Who is so wicked as to throw the clock behind the toilet!"
Wang Fugui's cursing words came from the bathroom.
Hearing the sound, Zhang Fan hurriedly walked in.
Pushing open the bathroom door, Zhang Fan found that Wang Fugui was playing with a tuba, and he was holding a clock in his hand.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan was speechless. In such a terrifying maze scene, you actually had the nerve to go to the toilet.
Zhang Fan did not disturb Wang Fugui. Just when he was about to leave, he suddenly saw that there was no mirror on the sink and it was empty.
At this moment, Zhang Fan finally remembered what he had missed.
The bathroom is the place where a mirror should be most important.
But the master bedroom and the living room, the two places where mirrors should be least likely to appear, actually have mirrors, except for the bathroom, which is very strange.
Zhang Fan pondered for a while, then silently exited the bathroom.
About ten minutes later, Wang Fugui walked out holding the clock with a relaxed expression.
"I said I wanted to check the time just now, but I didn't see the watch. It turned out that it was placed in the bathroom!"
Wang Fugui stared at the constantly rotating second hand on the clock with unblinking eyes.
But when he watched it for less than a minute, he suddenly screamed.
"Holy shit, look, the time on this broken watch goes so fast. In less than a minute, it's almost half an hour!"
Wang Fugui shouted.
Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment when he heard the sound, and looked over quickly.
The time now was around 17:00 in the afternoon. When Zhang Fan stared at the clock for less than a minute, the time on the clock suddenly sped up to 17:30.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan felt a vague feeling of uncertainty in his heart. He seemed to have thought of something. He picked up the clock and rushed into the master bedroom. He came to the window and opened the blue curtains.
The curtains opened and Zhang Fan hurriedly looked out the window.
"not good!"
At this moment, Zhang Fan's pupils shrank rapidly and he shouted.
"Fugui, lock the door to your room quickly!"
Zhang Fan reminded Wang Fugui loudly.
Seeing Zhang Fan being so nervous, Wang Fugui felt equally nervous, but without any hesitation, he immediately stepped forward and locked the door.
"In the end what happened?"
Wang Fugui looked nervous and walked into the master bedroom and asked.
"Look out the window!"
Zhang Fan pointed outside.
Wang Fugui heard the sound and looked over quickly.
It didn't matter what he saw, it shocked him because he found that the sky outside was darkening quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a few minutes, the world turned into night.
"Time in this scene may pass faster!"
"I'm afraid this clock is just for us to tell the time!"
Zhang Fan put the clock on the bedside with a solemn expression.
"this....."
Wang Fugui was also shocked.
"According to the system prompts, once it becomes dark in this scene, the scary neighbor in the building next door to the left will come to visit!"
Zhang Fan said what he was thinking.
"so what should I do now?"
Wang Fugui swallowed hard and turned slightly pale.
"Just wait and see what happens!"
Zhang Fan saw that Wang Fugui's expression turned very bad, and something strange appeared in his heart.
He is not afraid of a newbie, but you, an old man who has participated in it many times, are so scared.
"What do we do now?"
Wang Fugui asked Zhang Fan for advice.
"sleep!"
Zhang Fan closed the curtains again and got under the quilt without thinking.
Wang Fugui saw this: "..."
In the end, Wang Fugui had no choice but to lie down too.
Zhang Fan turned over, but the next second he felt that the quilt had become a lot more crowded. When he took a closer look, he found that there was an extra child between him and Wang Fugui.
This child was dressed in simple white clothes, with short black hair, and his face was pale and without any color.
This is a ghost kid.
"Fuck!"
Zhang Fan exclaimed and jumped up suddenly.
"What happened?"
Wang Fugui was shocked by Zhang Fan's behavior. He quickly sat up and asked nervously.
"There is a ghost child under the quilt!"
Zhang Fan leaned against the wall and pointed at the ghost child under the quilt.
"ah?"
Wang Fugui looked over when he saw this.
"Brother Fan, don't be afraid, this is the devil I summoned, Tongtong!"
After Wang Fugui saw the ghost child, he was not afraid at all. He smiled and explained to Zhang Fan: "Tongtong is the ghost I got when I first came to the Hell Labyrinth and participated in the thrilling scene mission! He is a very kind little ghost. Because he was severely beaten by his stepmother during his lifetime, he was persecuted to death. I saw how pitiful he was, so I subdued him!"
"Damn fat man, if you summon a ghost next time, remember to tell me in advance to scare me!"
Zhang Fan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and cursed in a low voice.
"Hehe...Brother Fan, I'm so sorry. I'll do it next time, I'll do it next time!"
Wang Fugui scratched his head in embarrassment.
"Huhu~"
Zhang Fan was so frightened that he was breathless and frightened.
To be honest, he was really frightened this time, and he almost summoned Zhang Suya.
Although the cost of Zhang Suya's appearance is very high, if he really encounters a life and death crisis, he will not be stingy.
Zhang Fan's current blood volume has returned to 100 points at some point.
So now he has an opportunity to summon Zhang Suya.
"Tongtong has no means of fighting, but its ability is also very abnormal, that is, it can warn of danger!"
"Once a fierce ghost approaches, it will give an early warning!"
Wang Fugui was afraid of scaring Zhang Fan, so he let Tongtong lie on the other side and kept a distance from Zhang Fan.
While looking at Tongtong, he explained to Zhang Fan.
"Tongtong, please show Brother Fan some early warning moves!"
Wang Fugui said to Tongtong in a soft voice.
Hearing the sound, Tongtong nodded in understanding, then faced the window and began to cry loudly. While he cried loudly, two lines of blood and tears also flowed down his empty eyes.
"Okay...Okay! Tongtong is ready!"
Wang Fugui stopped.
But Tongtong had no intention of stopping.
"Tongtong, you can stop, Brother Fan has already seen it!" Upon seeing this, Wang Fugui looked at Zhang Fan a little embarrassed, patted Tongtong on the shoulder and said.
But Tongtong still kept crying. Not only did he not stop, but he cried even more heartbreakingly.
"What's wrong? Tongtong!"
Wang Fugui was a little confused.
"Shh! Don't talk!"
Zhang Fan stopped Wang Fugui. Seeing Tongtong crying so miserably, he felt a thump in his heart and looked towards the window in the direction Tongtong was facing.
The moment he looked, a terrifying sound suddenly sounded outside the window.
"Master...Master...the newly moved master...!" How are you doing recently? Are you feeling well lately? "
When they heard this voice, Zhang Fan and Wang Fugui both had goosebumps, and their hearts beat even more violently.
