"Doctor, I think I am abnormal."

The dim room, a young man sitting in a soft chair whispered.

"As you can see, I have an albinistic disease." Young people who have a beautiful beauty used pale fingers to lower the red pupil under their glasses.

I try to avoid the sunlight. "

The doctor silently recorded the strange tone at this time and continued to listen.

"When the actor on the stage is not bad, I like the audience crying for my performance, laughing. To put it accurately, um, I like to control their emotions."

"But now, this feeling has disappeared." The tone of the youth was low, and his mood was low. "The audience still sat down on the stage for my performance emotions, but I looked at them on the stage, but felt numb and boring."

"Boring, boring, boring!" The young man's expression became more and more grieving, "Doctor, I hope you can help me ..."

After sending the doctor, after Lan Yan closed the door, he quickly became expressionless from Binbin's polite smile.

"Performance personality, it is recommended to carry out psychological self -cognitive treatment." Lan Yan smiled a few times.

Lan Yan, who was bored again, turned on the phone and planned to find a horror game to play.

[Are you still boring for the boredom of life? Looking forward, the ordinary life has gone, and the exciting journey is about to start!]

The bloody strokes appear in the dark black background.

[Choosing a card for you, please wait patiently.]

"Pumping card?" Lan Yan frowned, just his unlucky luck from childhood, where to play with a game of drawing cards.

Lan Yan, who lost interest, is about to exit-

"Huh ... Huh ..."

Lan Yan raised his head suddenly from the phone, but the surrounding was dark.

I don't know when the power is stopped.

"Huh ... Huh ..."

In the room, there is an extra sound.

"call……"

Is it wind?

It's wind!

But the windows are closed.

In the silent room, Lan Yan's breath was calm, listened carefully, and confirmed that in addition to his own heartbeat, there was a sound, like a person who had been struggling to breathe shortly.

Who? Who is in his room?

"Doctor?" Lan Yan shouted tentatively, "Haven't you left yet?"

He touched his mobile phone and tried to turn on the flashlight lighting, but the screen seemed to be stuck by the game drawing interface, and he did not respond.

Lan Yan had to raise his mobile phone and illuminate with the light of the screen.

The room seems to be shrouded in dense fog, and the light permeability is extremely poor.

Under the weak light, Lan Yan's scalp was numb, and many strange shadows were shaking in the room in the blur, like many entangled human body.

"Huh ... Huh ..."

The sound of breathing is still there.

The unknown fear was full of Lanji's mind. He got up from the chair and felt that the carpet he stepped into was wet and sticky.

So Lan Yan shouted his mobile phone under his feet, his mobile phone flickered, and the bloody font of the screen cast a dim red light.

A corpse was lying beside his feet, and his eyes were openless.

"call--"

The cold breath blew from behind his ears, aroused cold sweat from Lan Yan, and his body was rigid.

Like the lightning split, Lan Yan was cold and bone marrow.

The face of the corpse kept back in his mind.

Pale, weird, like white roses that lose water.

"That's me ... my own body ... I'm dead?"

The phone's screen suddenly turned off at this time.

Darkness and terror flooded the panicked Lan Mo.

Time seems to have passed for a long time, and it seems to be just a moment.

The dark curtain was suddenly opened, and the bright sunlight stung Lan Min's eyes.

His red pupils shrank and he couldn't help but close his eyes. Physiological tears wetted his trembling white eyelashes, and his exposed skin quickly turned pink.

"Lan Mo! What are you doing!"

Lan Min covered his eyes with his arms and looked back, and saw a man dressed very strangely, glaring at him angrily.

Immediately afterwards, a coat was thrown over to cover Lan Min. Lan Min's shoulders sank, a big hand appeared, and his back was pressed against the man's muscular chest.

"Come in with me!" the man shouted.

Not far away is a bamboo building with many herbs dried outside.

Lan Min was sat on a high bamboo stool by the man. His eyes were blank, his lips were white, and red spots appeared one after another on his skin. It took a long time for him to regain his vision.

At the focus of his vision, a floating game panel appeared.

The stuck card drawing game has finally loaded.

[Please get your card]

The abnormality seems to have started when he opened the game.

[The single-player copy of Ghost Husband has been loaded...]

[Your name is Lan Min. Seven days ago, the husband who loved you deeply died. Tonight is his first seven days...]

[Mission: Survive]

Lan Min glanced at the man sitting opposite him who was making medicine with a sullen face. He seemed to be unaware of the game panel.

[Get the card] Lan Min thought silently in his heart.

Blood-red light flashed, and a card appeared in front of Lan Min.

In the misty jungle covered with dead bones, the crystal-clear white crystal orchid shimmered with fluorescent light. The evil ghost crawling out of the jungle took out the heart, letting the crystal orchid's dust-free roots take root deep in it, looking greedy and obsessed.

【Card Name】Crystal Orchid

[Buff1] You have a strong attraction to ghosts. The ghosts' perverted and obsessed eyes will keep chasing you until your soul is locked in your heart, unable to escape.

[Buff2] The characteristics of the Flower of Death make you extremely weak, but the evil thoughts of ghosts will become your nourishment.

[Card comprehensive evaluation level e]

As expected of him, lucky e.

After reading the cards, Lan Min's face changed. His bad luck seemed to extend to horror games. In games with ghosts, the more ghosts you attract, the sooner you will die.

Not to mention that he was extremely weak. It was only a hundred meters from the place where he appeared in the game to the bamboo house, but when he was hugged by a man and ran towards him, he would feel a tightness in his heart and a sweet taste in his throat.

"Drink the medicine!"

A medicine bowl was placed in front of Lan Min.

Lan Min looked up along the medicine bowl. From such a close distance, he finally saw the man's appearance clearly.

The man was obviously a foreigner. He had bronze muscles with gorgeous totems outlined with paint. His long hair was braided and fastened with many rough and simple silver rings, hanging heavily beside his ears. His facial features were deep and gloomy.

, there is a small mole between his eyebrows, giving him a wild and handsome look.

A character introduction also popped up.

[Name: Beishan]

[Introduction: Your stepson saw his father being bitten to death by a poisonous snake while trying to save you. He has complicated feelings for you and is often rude to you. ]

Lan Min: "..." It's a great start.

Staring at the dark and strange-smelling medicinal soup in the bowl, Lan Min was very suspicious that it was poison. He retched in his throat and vomited out all the blood he had just held back.

Tick!

The blood slipped along the bowl along the bowl to the man's tiger's mouth.

Beishan's back of the bowl of the bowl collapsed with blue tendons, and her dark and golden eyes stared at the fragile stepmother who seemed to be withered, sniffing the fragrance of blood, rolling up and down her throat, fierce eyes.
Chapter completed!