The Full-level Boss Took the Sick and Weak Script

Several people ran out of the classroom together and returned to the corridor. Su Nanzhi couldn't hold back her breath.

He looked back regretfully.

The death bgm continued to sound above her head, and Su Nanzhi really wanted to see if the ghost she was wearing just now was scarier than the hood she was wearing or the face under the hood.

The npc in this escape room is very interesting.

It's a ghost playing ghost.

Jiang Beiyu also opened his yin and yang eyes tonight, so he should be able to see, so he dragged her to run so fast.

Su Nanzhi sighed softly, then set her eyes on the wall of the corridor.

"Why are there so many paintings on this wall?" Gu Juncheng asked.

Zhou Yan, who had already been here once, was also stunned, "It's strange, when I came last time, the pictures hanging in the corridor were clearly pictures of school teachers, why did they suddenly become paintings?"

Is this something from version 2.0?

Jiang Beiyu took a closer look at the two paintings, and finally looked back at them and said, "These paintings look authentic."

?

Su Nanzhi also took a look. What she saw was not only the painting itself, but also the turbulent resentment contained in the painting.

"It's the real one," Su Nanzhi pointed to one of them and said, "In 1996, the media reported that "The Disappearing Mo Ye" was photographed by an unknown rich man. Gray tones, purple dimming in places with insufficient light, making people feel that the paintings inside are even more eerie."

"...Why do you know what happened in 1996?" Gu Juncheng asked with a soul.

Su Nanzhi: "You can also know if you read more books and newspapers."

"Since the owner of this house was a rich man in his lifetime, it makes sense to have these paintings on the wall now." Su Nanzhi squeezed her chin with her right thumb and index finger, thoughtfully.

Some of the other teenagers murmured: "...how can it be justified?"

This is so scary, okay, I was scared to death when I came in to find people at night, and now tell them that the paintings on the wall are all authentic?

Which normal studio will hang authentic works on the wall?

Oh no, hasn't the owner of this haunted house been dead for more than ten years? The contents of the house should have been resettled by the relevant departments long ago, let alone such valuables.

Abnormal and unscientific.

"I think we should hurry up and find Yan Zihui. Is he really here?"

Su Nanzhi thought for a while, and suddenly asked, "By the way, besides the campus book, there are two other books online in this studio, right? What is it?"

Zhou Yan must have known about it when he came to play before, "There is a book about the European Rose Manor in the last century, and there is another one called the Cannibal Haunted House, which is based on the story of this house."

"Oh," Su Nanzhi laughed suddenly, "Sounds like fun."

Gu Juncheng was about to cry, so he leaned into her ear and whispered, "Grandma, what's going on? Why do I feel that everything around here is eerie?"

Su Nanzhi was also amazed by Gu Juncheng's sixth sense. This child had seen many kinds of ghosts in childhood, and now even if his yin and yang eyes are closed, his perception of yin spirits is extremely keen.

There are indeed ghosts around them.

Although they are all soul bodies, the number is astonishing. At first glance, it looks like they have stabbed a ghost nest.

And not all souls and bodies are harmless - Su Nanzhi looked at Jiang Beiyu, the sweet potato.

With him by his side, all the ghosts who would have salivated at Su Nanzhi all turned their attention to him.