The Strongest Reincarnation Boss

As for the second option, pretending not to grab the long wooden box and injuring one's foot doesn't seem to be a very good option.

Because after I injured my foot, even if I could successfully survive the bloody plot, if I couldn't walk, I would still die in the subsequent plot.

As for the third option, Zhang felt that turning a blind eye to the knock on the door and leaving here was the most correct choice.

After all, one minute was not much, and Zhang couldn't think about it for too long. Seeing that there was not much time left, he muttered to himself: "I choose the third option."

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In an instant, a bunch of bloody lines appeared in Zhang Jiu's mind. After he finished digesting them, he muttered to himself nervously.

"In an empty old house, there was a sound of knocking on the closet door. No matter how you think about it, it feels suspicious. I'd better go out and wait for Master Lu Fan to come out. Then let's come over and take a look."

After finishing speaking, Zhang walked towards the door of the old house. He felt that there was no problem with these lines. After all, any normal person would make the choice he did.

Although he plays a very principled, bottom-line and enthusiastic tomb robber in this movie, he is not a fool either.

But this horror movie might not want to let him go so easily, as a faint voice came from the closet.

This voice appeared very timely, making it clear that he would not give up until he was tricked to death.

"Help...ah! I am Fan Xiaozhu, can anyone outside help me? The closet door is locked!" A weak voice sounded in the closet!

As soon as the voice of the man named Fan Xiaozhu fell, Zhang's mind rang with the reminder of the script in Scarlet!

Zhang Jiu:.·`(\u003e▂\u003c)`·.

This was going to force me to death, and Zhang was a little broken.

In just ten minutes, there were three scripts written in blood. This reincarnation screenwriter simply gave no one a chance to survive!

It's a pity that the screenwriter can't hear the cry in his heart, but even if he hears the cry, he probably won't care, after all, he just wants to trick you.

He who rides on a horse, enter and enter.

Thinking of this, Zhang turned around and walked back to the bedroom door, pretending to be surprised and asked: "Xiaozhu, are you in the closet? What happened in your village? Why do all the villagers seem to be dead!"

"Who are you?" A weak voice came from the blood-stained wardrobe.

"You forgot, I came to your village a week ago, and I came to your house to ask for some food."

"Oh! So you are the beggar!"

"Don't talk about this!" Zhang changed the subject and said, "Do you know why your village became like this?"

"Hey, not long after you left, I received a phone call. It was Fan Xiaoming who had been dead for a long time on the other end of the phone. But I asked out of curiosity, didn't you die five years ago?

Who knew that this sentence was like a reminder, and he actually roared at me, asking everyone in our village to be buried with him. But you also saw it, can you save me now? "

Fan Xiaozhu's voice was very calm, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

Zhang felt secretly in his heart, "It's exactly as he guessed. Judging from the situation, it should be that little fat guy Fan Xiaozhu."

But since he is a living person, why use a script with letters in blood? Is there any danger in it?

"Okay, I'll get you the key."

Unable to figure it out, Zhang simply stopped thinking about it and walked to the bedside table and picked up a key from it.

The key was stained with some blood. You can imagine that the hands that locked the door must have been stained with the blood of killing.

Zhang continued to ask worriedly: "Then how did you run into the closet, and who locked the door for you?"

"I'm very weak now, can you open the door for me first?" The weak and calm voice continued to sound in the closet.

"Okay, I get it."

Zhang found that the old coupons were deducted very quickly in his mind. Knowing that if he didn't take action, he might be NG, he quickly put the flashlight in his mouth and opened the lock very quickly.

Then take a few steps back.

During this time, the closet was silent, as if there had never been a sound.

But the old coupons in his mind continued to drop, and the idea of ​​watching a movie meant asking him to open the door.

"Made, you said that Fan Xiaozhu here is not the spirit of the past, and the labor and management have your surname."

Zhang put one hand into his pocket, and slowly stretched his other hand forward to hold the wooden handle on the left side of the wardrobe.

There was more and more cold sweat on Zhang Jiu's face, and he became more and more nervous.

Before he was dragged into this, he was a horror movie buff.

In the many horror movies he has watched, many unimportant supporting characters opened a dilapidated door or window, then stretched out a pale hand from the door or window to pull the person in, and then never appeared again.

The plots of those movies are very similar to this scene, and he is the actor who is about to be pulled into it by the hand of the pale ghost!

After calming down a little in the cold wind, he simply didn't believe that there was still a living person in this village, especially since this living person was so weird.

The wooden door could be opened with force, but it locked him inside for seven days.

Finally, Zhang gritted his teeth!

"Squeak~~~~"

The blood-stained closet door on the left opened suddenly, and Zhang took out a blood-colored eyebrow pencil from his pocket without looking.

This eyebrow pencil has a brush cap on one end, and a very sharp black tip on the other end, which actually looks like a metal texture!

This worn-out eyebrow pencil was now exuding black air, and the tip of the pen began to drip blood. This was a sign that the old cursed object had been revived.

Because the wooden door was opened, the contents of the closet finally appeared in front of Zhang Jiu.

The first thing that caught his eye was the shirts and pants that seemed to have been hung on both sides of the wardrobe on purpose, and in the middle of the clothes was the body of a middle-aged man.

This middle-aged man has a skinny face and is covered with corpse spots all over his body. Some parts of his body are badly rotted and exude a stench. Now the middle-aged man is standing upright in the closet with his eyes closed, with a smile on his face. He looks very... Weird.

This middle-aged man Zhang had seen him before, he seemed to be Fan Xiaozhu's father, but he didn't know his name.

Zhang was so frightened that he stepped back and asked in disbelief: "What's going on? Isn't it Fan Xiaozhu who spoke just now? How come he turned into his father, and he was still an ordinary corpse."

Seeing the old cursed object that had been used in vain for seven seconds, Zhang felt heartbroken and quickly put the worn eyebrow pencil back into his pocket.

But at this moment, Zhang felt a line of sight looking at him, and this line of sight actually gave him a creepy feeling.

"Strange, something is staring at me."

Zhang looked around in the closet and suddenly felt that the hateful sight came from inside the closet.

Zhang originally thought it was the middle-aged man looking at him, but after looking at the body for a long time, he realized that although the man's death appearance was terrifying, his eyes had not moved, which meant that the line of sight was not his.

Although Zhang wants to run away now, running away in advance before danger occurs will definitely cause malicious NG.

"Wait a minute, isn't it in the closet?"

Zhang then remembered that the wardrobe had two doors. Because the door on the right was tied with iron bolts, he opened the wooden door on the left.

Thinking of this, Zhang slowly took out the clothes blocked in the center of the wardrobe.

In an instant, his pupils dilated, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world.

In the darkness of the closet on the other side, he saw a rotten fat man staring at him with blood-colored pupils open, with a weird smile on his lips.

I...see...you...

ah! ! !

Zhang screamed in fright, then turned around and ran away.

But a rotten pale hand instantly grabbed Zhang's arm and pulled him into the darkness.

…

Lu Fan stood at the door, looking at Zhang Jiu who came out of the old house opposite, and said with an inexplicable smile, "You said you were waiting for me at the door, why did you run to the other side?"

Zhang said expressionlessly: "I heard someone calling me in this old house, so I went in to take a look."

This natural expression made Lu Fan pause for a moment, and then he continued to ask: "Did you find any clues?"

"I found a blood-colored wardrobe in the bedroom of this old house. There was a lock on the wardrobe. The thing calling me was inside, but I didn't dare to go in because it was too dark."

"Really! How did you know?"

"I chatted with him for a while, and he said that his name is Fan Xiaozhu, and he is imprisoned by the spirit of the past, both body and soul. Even after he dies, this terrible curse will continue. .”

Lu Fan smiled in surprise: "Then let's go in and have a look. To be honest, I'm quite looking forward to the adventure!"

After saying that, Lu Fan walked in, and the ultimate darkness in the room surrounded him.

But Lu Fan's eyes were different from ordinary eyes. Even in the dark, he could see clearly. "

Zhang followed Lu Fan with a weird smile on his face.

But he didn't notice that the shadow of the evil god behind him also cracked his mouth, and then patted his shoulder.

Zhang turned his head blankly and found that a black figure appeared behind him, smiling ferociously at him.

Then, the shadow's mouth slowly opened wide!

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"what is this!"

In the living room, Lu Fan saw the long black wooden box on the table at a glance. He picked it up curiously and shook it, and found that there was still some weight inside.

"Open it first and take a look!"

Lu Fan casually pulled off the big lock on the wooden box and found that inside was a spurge broken into two sections.

This euphorbia looked very familiar to Lu Fan, and suddenly he remembered, wasn't this the Overlord gun that Xiang Xiaoyu had used? "

I remember that this village is a tomb-guarding village. Could it be that the person guarding the tomb is Xiang Xiaoyu.

But that's not right. I remember the person I was protecting was a woman.

"Forget it, no matter whose tomb it is, it has nothing to do with me, and I feel that I am getting closer and closer to what I really want."

Lu Fan directly threw the wooden box and the Overlord Halberd into the Shadow of the Evil God's mouth to store it.

As for why I picked up this overlord's halberd that was broken into two parts, it was because it could be considered an old antique after all. Although it was broken, it was in very complete condition and was probably very valuable.

Then, Lu Fan walked into the bedroom!

At a glance, he saw a scarlet wardrobe, with a small lock on the wardrobe to lock the door.

Lu Fan smelled it and could smell the smell of corpses in the closet. He knew without even thinking that there was a corpse in the closet.

If you are an ordinary person, you should definitely stay away from this wardrobe.

But Lu Fan was not an ordinary person. When he walked to the closet, he didn't even look for the key. He just pulled the small lock off with his hand.

As Lu Fan expected, there were two corpses in the closet, one was that of a middle-aged man, and the other was that of Zhang Jiu.

Zhang's face was full of fear and pale when he saw it, as if he had seen something that frightened him before he died, and the compass was thrown next to him.

Lu Fan picked it up and took a look and found that it turned out to be a mission item that needed to be completed before it could be unsealed. No wonder Zhang Hui died so miserably!

Item name: [Mysterious Bagua Compass] [Sealed]

Item type: [Old Cursed Object] [? ? ? kind】

Item level: [Unknown]

Item introduction: [This is a very magical compass. You can use it to locate anywhere you want to go. The positioning rule is that the more relevant information you enter, the more accurate the position will be. 】

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Lu Fan put the compass away, then searched in the bedroom for a while, and found a yellowed diary on the bedside table.

The owner of the diary is named Fan Dazhu, and he should be the middle-aged body in the closet.

There are not many diaries in this diary, only a few dozens of times. It can be imagined that Fan Dazhu should have written whatever came to his mind. The words he wrote were very sloppy, just like a piece of scratch paper.

The first few entries in the diary were all about gossip in the village, and it was not until the later entry that other things were mentioned.

[After a month of thinking, I finally made up my mind to go to the forbidden area of ​​​​the village. As long as I can find a treasure, I can also make a fortune.

Just like Fan Daming, who has developed the east side of Dead Island into a tourist resort. Everyone was equally poor before, just because he broke into a forbidden area and brought out a large amount of antique treasures.

Although he has been ordered not to come back by the village chief, this price is nothing compared to the antique treasure.

I will also go to the forbidden area tonight, hoping to find some valuable burial objects outside the ancient tomb.

As for going deep into the ancient tomb, that is unthinkable, because so far no one who has entered the center of the ancient tomb has been able to come out alive.

The sky was extra dark today, and I discovered that there were tomb robbers with the same purpose as me on the road. Logically speaking, as the guardian of the tomb of the Lady of All Nations, I should go and stop them, but unfortunately, now I have the same thought...