Thriller: I created an alien asylum

I don’t know how long I ran.

When he was almost exhausted, there was suddenly a light in front of him.

A somewhat quaint mansion with an open door appeared in front of him. The light came from the red lanterns hanging on both sides of the door.

ah! In general horror games, when this kind of scene occurs, it means entering the monster-fighting phase, right?

Maybe there will be an open-door kill.

Zhao Hun couldn't stop trembling all over, his body felt as cold as falling into an ice cellar.

Sitting at the computer desk, Zhao Hun was in the mood to laugh no matter how the game characters died, after all, it was a game.

Because he knows that no matter how scary the game is, no matter how powerful the monsters in it are, they will not jump out of the screen and hurt him.

When he really faced the exact same situation and felt death approaching step by step, he deeply realized what despair was.

Can't go in! Will die!

Zhao Hun originally wanted to retreat, but suddenly there was a crisp clanging sound of bells behind him.

Zhao Hun didn't dare to look back.

His pupils expanded unconsciously, and cold sweat kept breaking out, right? Isn't it really weird?

Is that trick coming?

Will it open its mouth wide and drool, waiting for him to turn around and bite his head off in one bite?

Hearing the sound of the bell getting closer and closer to him, Zhao Hun finally couldn't help but scream, and crawled into the house in front of him while peeing on his hands and feet.

There was no light in the house.

Darkness soon swallowed his form.

The ringing of the bell paused for a moment, and a dark shadow followed Zhao Ming into the house.

As soon as Zhao Hun stepped into the house, his eyes lit up.

The originally dark house was lit up with lights, and several people hurried over with lamps, picked up Zhao Hun and ran away.

"Oh, the bride has already entered the bridal chamber, why are you, the groom, still running around outside?"

Zhao Hun shouted in fright: "I am not the groom, you have recognized the wrong person."

These people didn't listen to his explanation at all and carried him directly to a room.

This is a wedding room, with red Double Happiness stickers, festive red silk and red lanterns posted everywhere in the room.

On the table, red candles were burning, lighting up the whole room.

The men threw him into the room, quickly closed the door and left.

Zhao Hun got up from the ground, ran to the door in a state of collapse and banged the door hard, "Let me out quickly!"

The door seemed to be made of light wood, and the window paper was also covered with a thin layer of white paper, but no matter how hard he banged, he couldn't open the door.

An evil wind blew in the room, the lights on the candles flickered out, and a shrill suona sounded outside. It didn't sound like a wedding was being held.

In games, it is a very old-fashioned way to intimidate players.

Zhao Hun couldn't help but glance at the wedding bed with the corner of his eye.

A bride wearing a hippa puts her hands on her knees and sits on it dignifiedly.

If you ignore the pale skin of her exposed hands, the long and sharp red nails are too conspicuous.

Then this bride doesn't look terrible.

Zhao Hun was extremely frightened. At this moment, he recalled all the horror games he had played, and he had automatically imagined how twisted, terrifying, and frightening the face under the red hijab was.

Zhao Hun leaned against the door, trembling with fear. It's over. I'm afraid I have to confess here today.

Squeak!

Zhao Hun's back suddenly became empty.

The door that couldn't be opened no matter how hard he hit it was opened.

Zhao Hun's body immediately fell back.

A warm and strong hand pressed on his back, firmly supporting his fallen body.

Ding dong!

The crisp ringing of bells accompanied the movement of the people behind them.

The familiar sound of the bell made Zhao Hun stiffen, and then he felt relieved after feeling the warmth coming from his back.

It has body temperature...it's not weird.

Zhao Hun couldn't help but look back.

The man was wearing a yellow-red Taoist robe, with a small bun tied on the back of his head, and the rest of his hair was hanging loose, looking very chic and unruly. What was strange was that the man's eyes, neck, and arms were all wrapped with yellow talismans.

This talisman paper seems to be made of a special material, a bit like silk and very flexible.

Incomprehensible runes were drawn on it with cinnabar.

There is a yellow bell hanging around his waist that makes a sound when he moves around.

It's human!

Although his outfit looks very weird, he is indeed a decent person.

Encountering a living person in such a ghost place, Zhao Hun's eyes filled with excitement, "Quick, let's run! There is something strange here."

As if he sensed that they were about to run away, the sound of the suona outside became more and more urgent, and the surrounding windows shook.

Zhao Hun turned around and found that the bride on the bed had disappeared.

His scalp suddenly felt numb.

Before he could warn him, he felt a gust of wind blowing past him.

Then he was horrified to find that the bride was lying behind the Taoist priest standing at the door.

"You, you, behind you..." Zhao Hun pointed at the Taoist Priest's back, dumbfounded. He was so frightened that he could not speak.

The hair on Zhao Hun's body stood on end.

A low chuckle woke up his blank brain that was about to lose consciousness.

The Taoist Priest opened his mouth and revealed a slightly crazy smile, "This lady, you won't be liked if you are too enthusiastic."

The yellow talisman covered his eyes, and the emotion in his eyes could not be seen, but it could be heard from his tone that he did not feel fear.

While Zhao Hun was scared, deep in his heart he felt admiration for the Taoist priest.

The female spy can talk and laugh freely even when she is lying behind her back. This guy is so courageous!

If it were him, he would have been frightened and pouted.

The bride let out a string of sweet smiles, leaned into the Taoist Priest's ear, and expressed her affection in an extremely pleasant voice: "Mr. Sir, it's time to rest."

The Taoist priest was indifferent and said, "Well, I should be sympathetic to the beautiful woman in front of me, but there is already a virtuous woman in my family. She has a very difficult temper, so I have to decline this lady's kindness."

The bride stretched out her slender hands and hugged his neck as hard as if she wanted to strangle the Taoist priest to death.

"Mr. Lang, today is a happy day for you and me. We have promised to be united forever and live and die together."

The Taoist priest's hand brushed the bell on his waist.

The bell rang three times in a special rhythm.

"Then you have to ask my wife to see if she agrees."

Under Zhao Hun's stunned gaze.

Another female spy with talismans all over her body appeared next to the Taoist Priest.

Different from the bride who was dressed in ancient costumes, this female spy was wearing modern clothes, her body was covered with talismans, and her clothes were soaked in blood and stained.

As soon as she appeared, she scratched the bride with her paw.

The bride was forced to leave from behind the Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest pressed his bruised neck, "It seems she doesn't agree."

I saw two female spies fighting.

Zhao Hun opened his mouth and took a long time to find his voice.