A Genius and a God Fell In Love

It's just... there's no popularity here.

Like that lonely grave in the wilderness, the wind blew through the grass on the grave, leaving only a forest.

Coupled with the dilapidated walls and windows, it is indescribably sad and depressing.

However, although this house is dilapidated, it is very clean, with no musty smell or dust and cobwebs.

Apparently someone cleans regularly...

There was a loud "bang".

Before the bearded hand could even put it on the door, strong wind broke through the door.

The dilapidated double doors hit the wall hard, and the sound frightened the players into screaming and breaking into cold sweats.

Dead leaves and dust were carried in by the strong wind, and everyone raised their arms to cover their faces.

The knocking sound became more obvious, and it seemed to come from all directions in the vast night.

Very life-threatening.

"Look at that."

Everyone looked up.

A gray-haired old woman walked on the mist-shrouded mountain road.

She walked slowly and slowly, holding a lantern in her left hand and a cane in her right hand.

The sound they heard was the sound of the cane.

But at this time, the knocking sound was no longer important.

The players' eyes invariably fell on the lantern in the old man's hand.

The lantern is made of white paper with flame patterns painted on it with cinnabar.

The wick flickered, imprinted on the flame pattern, as if the lantern was on fire.

In the barren mountains and ridges, there is a gloomy wind, and the old man has a white light.

This scene is as frightening as it is terrifying.

The players gasped and subconsciously retreated into the house.

With a thick beard on his face and a slight frown on his eyebrows, he looked the old woman up and down.

As they got closer, the old woman also saw them.

She was stunned for a moment, and the pale white light reflected on her wrinkled face like old tree bark, and her expression was obviously one of surprise.

Then he shouted in panic: "Leave quickly, get out of the house, that is not the place you should be."

The old woman shouted too hastily, and there was a dry cough in her throat, "Ahem... Hurry up, you will disturb them, you will disturb them."

It happened that another strong cold wind blew at this time.

The dead leaves flying all over the sky made the window paper rustle, as if a resentful ghost was wailing in my ears.

"What does she mean?" The player's lips trembled, "Who are you disturbing? Who are they?"

He subconsciously looked back and saw that the kerosene lamp swayed left and right in the night wind in the spacious room. The bed was neatly decorated, but there was no one...

The players' scalps were tight, "Let's go, get out, get out quickly."

The timid players screamed, and they pushed each other and ran away.

Nangong Nan didn't seem to hear anything. She bent down and reached out to touch the bed.

The bed is soft and perfect for lying on and having a good sleep.

"Stop touching, you girl is too courageous. Didn't you hear what the old woman said?"

Nangong Nan's sleeve was pulled by someone, and when he turned around, he saw it was a young man.

He rubbed the goosebumps on his arms with one hand, and took the girl with the other as he strode out.

"This place is too scary. It's even scarier than my last round of the game. If you look at it, it's like a haunted house. What secrets do you need to find?"

He kept talking incessantly. To Nangong Nan, it sounded more like he was giving himself courage.

The girl remained silent and was dragged away by him.

It's very strange, I don't know if it's a psychological effect.

As soon as the players rushed out of the house, the gloomy feeling of searching for holes in the house subsided a lot.

Everyone was panting slightly, their heartbeats were beating like drums, and their faces were very ugly.

At the same time, the old woman walked up to them tremblingly.