Xuanmen boss in the horror game card BUG

Chapter 13 Tourist Rules
A hazy beam of light lit up in the dim reservoir, floating a huge fluorescent jellyfish that looked like a moving castle.

The tentacles are like the hem of a skirt, and at first glance, it looks like a lady whose soul has not dissipated after death, and who has been distorted by grievances, wandering alone under the sparse starlight in a desolate and mournful manner.

Those huge tentacles have countless suckers, each of which is a strange symbol that violates the laws of geometry, densely packed together, each of which has a human face, and the extent of breathing and wriggling can be clearly seen.

It's like a door to the land of the dead.

With just one glance, Yan Lan suddenly felt her scalp go numb, her eye sockets were swollen to bursting, and she closed her eyes suddenly!
【Ding!Warning: Due to the principle of protection, the live broadcast screen has been cut off for everyone]

The system in the live broadcast room made a screeching sound, and Yan Lan's camera suddenly went black!
[I rely on!What did this man see? !Why did the lens suddenly go black?]
[What, what!There is something not to see in the water]
[Damn it, I won’t be so unlucky to meet some traveling “unknowns”, right? The environment of Kowloon Amusement Park is an image of the simulated design of the park, and the environment of the reservoir is actually the outermost sea of ​​undead in the Evil Paradise...]
[Damn it, if it weren't for the protection of the game environment, I'm afraid that this sight would kill people directly! ]
Yan Lan clenched the jade cup in her hand, desperately suppressing the pricking pain and the cold and raging rage in her mind.

My brain is going to explode...

"Sister Lan, why—"

Yan Lan raised her hand and signaled the other party to be quiet with a gesture that could not be questioned.

Fang Shu was vigilant and kept quiet, but when he wanted to look in her direction, Yan Lan hugged her neck and pressed down.

"Don't look."

Yan Lan made a hoarse voice, and tasted the smell of blood in her throat.

She is 1.7 meters tall, and Fang Shu is just over 1.8 meters tall. Yan Lan's subordinates used a little Tai Chi soft strength, restraining and controlling it was easy, and it didn't hurt anyone.

"I……"

"Hush," Yan Lan whispered, she didn't know if the monster could hear it, "Quiet."

Her tone was tough, but she still closed her eyes tightly, her long eyelashes trembled and dripped bloody tears, her fingertips trembled uncontrollably, cold and pale.

Fang Shu was stunned for a moment, his eyes darkened for a moment, the original comfort and joy of relaxing company were diluted.

He didn't dare to break free from the shackles, so he could only hold back his anger and chill, carefully supported Yan Lan's shoulders, and said in a low voice:
"Don't open your eyes yet, I'll help you go."

Yan Lan nodded and let him lead her, the weirdness in her heart became more and more serious.

Alchemy.

These two words are collectively referred to as magic numbers and magic tricks in the classics. They originated from witchcraft in primitive society, and are also the predecessor of Taoism.

With such a coincidental name and such a coincidental encounter, it's hard not to be suspicious.

Or in other words, from the very beginning of the game, there were flaws.

After all, except for her and Dr. Fang, everyone was panicked and didn't understand why they were selected.If she had a buffer period because she had contacted the inviter, then why didn't Fang Shu panic?

Could it be that the doctor was too busy to wake up and forgot to be surprised and nervous?
Yan Lan smirked slightly, feeling that the direction of the traction was correct, so she relaxed and continued to sort out her thoughts:

The reason was not valid, so she hooked up another trick of the Dragon God Incense Case, and left the alchemy outside to wait for someone to take the bait.

It’s fine if you’re really a pure and slow person. Although the evil’s [Nightmare] is difficult to solve, if you can only put the [Nightmare] in a black cabinet and seal it with a talisman, then this evil one will return. Without Yan Lan's eyes, it's not a problem to know the time to break the nightmare.

If you really feel that something is wrong, you will just kick the crappy place of the closet girl and come out to find people.

pity……

Feng Xuanming is an ordinary person in Fang Shu's mouth, so who is Fang Shu?

"Sister Lan, we're here."

Fang Shu's voice returned to normal, he firmly grasped Yan Lan's hand and walked down, he was more considerate than a guide dog:

"Be careful with the steps."

Yan Lan nodded, the pain eased a bit, apart from doubts in her heart, she also felt that something was very familiar.

This person...is it too natural to trust her?

There are many flaws, as if there is no serious disguise at all.

do i know him?
Yan Lan couldn't help thinking:

Before I entered the black cabinet, I seemed to hear him call "Sister Lan", but when I came out, I shouted it outright, as if the call was... quite smooth?

"What's going on here?"

Zhang Wen, who was waiting at the entrance of the Aquarium Museum, said in surprise, and frowned tightly after seeing the bloodstains at the end of Yan Lan's eyes:
"Why are your eyes bleeding?"

"I was forced to go offline after watching some restricted content that I shouldn't have watched." Yan Lan replied casually.

Zhang Wen looked strange: "Restricted content?"

Is this tone wrong?
"That's right," Yan Lan said meaningfully, "You can just taste it in detail, I can't go into details."

other people:"?!!"

Fang Shu: "...don't get me wrong, it's a spooky thriller, not a blockbuster movie."

Others including Yan Lan: "Oh..."

The tone was a little disappointed and suspicious.

Fang Shu looked at Yan Lan, quite speechless.

The latter smiled and withdrew his supported hand, "Why are you waiting outside the door?"

She still had her eyes closed, but her "line of sight" looked at the closed gate of the museum with a sense of perception, her brows were slightly frowned:

"Is there something like a seal on it?"

Zhang Wen was stunned: "How do you know?"

"What did you post?" Yan Lan looked at Fang Shu.

Fang Shu glanced from a distance, hesitantly said:
"It seems to be... the rules for museum visitors."

(End of this chapter)