Quick Transmigration: Straight Man Fails Again

Zhang Yixiao was blindfolded and left in the apartment. Lin Jinan, with the help of the system, shielded all the monitoring in the community, and the screen only captured his own image.

"The illusion is good, but the integral points are a little expensive." Lin Jinan started and bought one.

He used the image of a magic mirror on Zhang Yixiao, and 5000 points were deducted from the balance of his account.

Lin Jinan stretched out his hand to open the black cloth on the young man's eyes. He didn't have to hide himself. In Zhang Yixiao's eyes, he was a ghost with a big mouth.

Everything in the apartment had ugly faces, and the whole mirage was gloomy and terrible.

Lin Jinan didn't want to let Zhang Yixiao's spirit run down. He asked the system to do a test. This kind of prank would not scare Zhang Yixiao out of his illness.

The sleepy young man wakes up and his hangover brain is about to blow up. He sits up with a heavy body and opens his eyes vaguely.

The scene in front of him frightened him, his throat was blocked, and his voice could not be called out.

In front of him, has been huge face looking at him, a pair of eyes as big as a light bulb, pupil is red, is constantly spreading down the stinky blood.

The tongue of grimace is very long, and the scarlet tongue has fallen to the ground.

At this time, Zhang Yixiao heard the voice that made his scalp tingle most in his life.

I do not know where to drill out a group of sharp mouthed mice, black pressure, densely squeezed together. They climb up the tongue of the grimace and gnaw greedily.

The bloody face was staring at him. Zhang Yixiao covers his mouth with all his life. People will be scared to death if they are too scared.

"Well, I thought he could hold on for a few more minutes." Lin Jinan walks up to Zhang Yixiao, who is scared to pee his pants. He bends down and pokes his nose with his fingers.

he is still alive.

NPC's psychological endurance is far beyond Lin Jinan's expectation. He just closed his eyes all the time, and he was scared to death just hearing the sound.

"Mr. Lin, has the illusion disappeared? I dare not open my eyes. " The system shudders, its courage is even smaller than the host, even the voice is not dare to hear.

"Well, it's gone." Lin Jinan is lying on the sofa in the living room, looking at Zhang Yixiao who has fallen on the ground. "Brother Tong, open the mall, let's buy some more."

Zhang Yixiao, who had been trapped for several days, would wake up in front of him when he woke up, and then a group of mice.

The same picture, back and forth, repeated.

His heart was almost scared out of order. He woke up again. After a few seconds of dullness, he realized that it was just a dream.

He woke up in the big bed and opened his eyes. It was the white ceiling.

"It's a dream, it's a dream, it's a dream..." Zhang Yixiao shook his voice and stroked his hand on his chest. His heart seemed to jump out.

The dream was just like the real one. He had a white face and hid in the quilt. The dark blue under his eyes was very heavy, but he didn't dare to sleep with his eyes closed.

He was afraid, afraid that the grimace would reappear in his dream, and the sharp mouthed mouse.

"Mr. Lin, Zhang Yixiao's courage was scared out of his wits, and he would never dare to do anything wrong again." The system has been observed for several days and the conclusion has been drawn.

Lin Jinan in the original master's bedroom, found a lot of drugs, those things are all for the treatment of depression. At the same time, it was found that there was a note with a telephone number on it.

Lin Kequn's private number. Only the owner has that number. Even Zhang Yixiao doesn't know it.

Lin Ji that stretched the waist, the above number one by one into the mobile phone, "it's time to go to meet the slag dad."