Horror Game: Brother, You Are Too Much

At this moment, the bus driver appeared in front of Su Chen.

It has strong anger and evil spirit in its eyes.

Because of Su Chen, its bus was damaged.

"Trigger C-level mission: Enter Shuiquan Village and come back alive, do you accept it?"

If only one came back alive, the mission reached C level.

This is already the difficulty of the third day of the abandoned ghost building.

Looking at the vicious eyes of the bus driver, Su Chen touched the tip of his nose.

"To be honest, I do plan to take a walk in Shuiquan Village."

"Just you?" The bus driver had disdain in his eyes.

But soon, the disdain in its eyes turned into surprise.

Because Su Chen really entered Shuiquan Village.

"It must have come out after turning around the door twice." The bus driver was still looking at Su Chen.

Until Su Chen disappeared at the end of the path, the surprise in its eyes turned into shock.

"That living person, really went in?"

On the other side, Su Chen didn't even bring Mondo and Feng Ji, only a red bell.

Because Shuiquan Village is really dangerous.

With his current strength, it is impossible to get through Shuiquan Village.

From the very beginning, he never thought about opening up Shuiquan Village and making Shuiquan Village his territory.

This time I entered Shuiquan Village just to get one thing.

Be careful and you shouldn't have much problem.

"Hongling, after entering, don't make any claims."

"I let you move, you move again, understand?"

As long as Su Chen's expression becomes serious, Hong Ling will be very scared.

"En." Hong Ling nodded quickly.

"You don't have to be too nervous."

"Let me tell you the truth, there is a big culprit here, and the real culprit is not the traumatized culprit like the scary skull."

"However, as long as we don't go to the ancient tomb at the back of Shuiquan Village, it won't be a big problem."

"After entering, you just follow me."

Su Chen comforted Hong Ling.

When he completely entered Shuiquan Village, all the surrounding sounds disappeared.

The path in front of me turned into a dirt road, with puddles everywhere.

"Don't step on puddles, there are ghosts in them."

Su Chen avoided the puddle and walked forward in strides.

Hong Ling looked at Su Chen's handsome back.

Even though it was such a dangerous place, he was still calm in the face of danger, with an extraordinary bearing and a calm demeanor.

As expected of the man I fell in love with, he was so attractive.

Hong Ling hurriedly followed Su Chen...  

Soon, the official gate of Shuiquan Village appeared in front of Su Chen.

There are a lot of saponins growing in it.

There are old houses with a sense of age on both sides.

There are still many strange figures sitting at the door of the old house.

There are old and young.

The only thing they have in common is that they sit quietly at the door, neither talking nor moving, like sculptures.

Entering the gate, Su Chen stared straight at an old woman at the entrance of the village, and walked straight over.

"Aunt Wang, I'm still waiting for your son~" Su Chen greeted warmly.

The old lady turned her head, it was a very hideous face.

Her head seemed to have been run over by a car, the skin was broken, and even the brains were hanging out, beating twice from time to time.

Half of the body was also completely shattered, a string of flesh and blood fell out, and cracked bones could still be seen inside.

The most frightening thing was that there were many disgusting bugs running through her broken body.

"You are?" The old lady's voice was full of doubts, but she could also hear three expectations.

"Aunt Wang, I'm Su Chen."

"A few years ago, that guy Wang Tiedan even brought me to pay you New Year's greetings."

"Wang Tiedan has been doing pretty well in the past few years. He has made a lot of money and is ready to marry a wife."

"It's a pity that I'm too busy and don't have time to see you, so let me see how your old man is doing in advance."

Su Chen didn't seem to see the old lady's terrifying appearance, but warmly took the old lady's hand to ask for warmth.

"Okay, it's alright."

0.1 "Come in, I haven't seen you for many years." The old lady also enthusiastically took Su Chen's hand and invited Su Chen into the room.

The rest of the figures turned their heads one after another, without moving, just watching.

Su Chen knew about the old lady's life experience.

Her son Wang Tiedan went to work in a big city and rarely returned home.

The old lady missed her dearly, and she had Alzheimer's disease, so she squatted at the entrance of the village all day waiting for Wang Tiedan to come back.

Unexpectedly, one day, bad luck happened.

A truck rolled over and ran over the old lady directly.

The old lady died on the spot.

Now the old lady appeared at the entrance of the village again, according to Su Chen's speculation.

After she became a ghost, she still had the habit of squatting at the door and waiting for Wang Tiedan to come back.

And this may be her only memory during her lifetime. .

065: All the villagers of Shuiquan Village, a warm farewell [Ten Update] (1 / 1)

The old lady's room was messy and had a strong sour smell.

But Su Chen didn't seem to see or smell it.

He still held the old lady's hand.

Even if the blood and bugs on the old lady's body fell on his hands.

Even if the stench frantically irritated Su Chen's nasal cavity.

His expression remained unchanged, but he listened to the old lady's story with relish.

Most of what the old lady talked about was about his son Wang Tiedan.

She lived for her son during her lifetime, and she still lived for her son after her death. All the memories she kept were about her son.

Perhaps this is maternal love, and death cannot destroy maternal love.

Hong Ling sat on the side, propping her head.

She often admires Su Chen.

Although I have lost a lot of memory, I also have my own thoughts.

Su Chen is human.

Even ghosts are afraid, let alone people.

Fear, fear is human nature.

There is also this stench, which ghosts cannot smell.

But the living can clearly smell this disgusting stench.

But there was no trace of fear in Su Chen's eyes, nor was there a trace of disgust in his expression.

All that can be seen is sincerity and seriousness.

"Knowing that your body is still strong, I can finally explain to Tie Dan."

"At that time, I will point to his nose and tell him that if you don't go back, I will replace Aunt Wang and pull off your ears."

Su Chen grinned and twisted his fingers in the air.

It made the old lady laugh continuously, and the flesh and blood splattered everywhere.

"That's right, that brat hasn't come back for a long time."

"Just tell him at 28, don't worry about me, I'm in good health, I don't miss him at all, let him take care of himself."

"It's really hard for you to come here, this thing is for you, you must take it."

The old lady thought of something and hurried into the kitchen.

After a while holding a can of stinking jars.

Judging from the shape of the jar, it should have been pickles or something.

After taking the black jar, Su Chen nodded quickly: "Don't worry, Aunt Wang, I will definitely convey it."

"What about Uncle Wang, I haven't seen him for a long time."

"Uncle Wang, you stay at home every day, and you don't know what you're doing."

"You haven't been to the village for many years, so you must not be familiar with it."

"The society is developing too fast now, I will take you there."

"Then trouble Aunt Wang." Su Chen touched the tip of his nose, held the black pot behind his back, and left the old house with Aunt Wang.

Hong Ling followed closely behind.

Because Shuiquan Village is indeed terrifying.

Aunt Wang alone has brought a threat to herself, let alone the rest of the unknown existence.

With Aunt Wang leading the way, the ghosts in the village just looked sideways and did not embarrass Su Chen.

Soon, Aunt Wang brought Su Chen to a red house.

There are also white couplets pasted on both sides of the red house.

Bang, bang, Aunt Wang knocked on the door, and a skinny old man in a vest climbed out.

The old man's skin had many black veins, exuding a vicious aura.

This should be some kind of unknown curse.

It's best left untouched.

"Old man Wang, look who is here."

The old man didn't look at Su Chen, but stared at the black pot in Su Chen's hand.

"It seems that I haven't been here for a long time, and Uncle Wang doesn't remember me."

"But Uncle Wang's taste for pickled mustard has not changed."

Su Chen gritted his teeth: "In this case, the kid will respect you."

"Aunt Wang, don't blame me, the key point is that Uncle Wang's eyes are too sharp." Su Chen shrugged helplessly.