It's broken, I'm playing a really weird development game

After squatting for a whole night, Wu Wen didn't see the headless ghost riding a bicycle.

This thing seemed to be able to read minds. It always liked to appear when he was not prepared at all. He wanted to find it but couldn't find any trace.

"Damn it!" Wu Wen stuffed his axe into his backpack angrily, and then lay in the coffin and fell asleep.

He was going to travel tonight. The new copy mission was about to start. He had to cultivate his spirit and prepare for the unknown crisis.

The coffin slowly closed, and Wu Wen fell into a deep sleep, just like a real corpse.

The will to die no longer burst out from his heart, but the resentment from the inside of the coffin slowly melted into his body, strengthening his body bit by bit.

After sleeping for one night, his body strength increased by one. If he dared to sleep all the time, Wu Wen felt that he would be able to tear Superman apart one day.

"Bang, bang!" The sound of crisp raindrops hitting the glass sounded, making the house behind the glass completely silent.

It also made the eyes behind another glass misty.

"It's so interesting to have consciousness! You can collect ghosts without a door, and you can solve the Pu Yu City University copy of grotesque ghosts with three horror-level ghosts. Wu Wen, you have a lot of secrets! What kind of door is your door?

Tsk, tsk, tsk, I'm a little reluctant to kill you!"

Three figures of different heights floated quietly behind the glass window.

The reason why they are called floating is that these three figures seem to be just skins, without bones and flesh inside.

Even the words that sounded were the sounds coming from these three skins at the same time, as if something was hidden in these skins.

The drizzle outside the window continued, the laughter of the little girl and the coquettish voice of the woman sounded again, and the gloomy sky made the scene in broad daylight look no different from the evening, the only difference was that it was a little more cold.

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, it was night.

"Ka!" Wu Wen got off his tram, lit the cigarette in his mouth, and then squatted on the curb by the roadside and waited quietly for the arrival of the bus.

This kind of travel agency will pick people up directly at their doorsteps, so the departure time is scheduled at 3 o'clock in the evening, but it will actually be 1 o'clock in the evening, because it has to go around the streets in the city.

However, the place where Wu Wen lives is too remote and the car can't drive through, so he asked him to hurry to a place closer to the city.

Wu Wen slowly exhaled the smoke from his mouth and looked back at the underground garage of the community behind him.

Just now, he stuffed the tram in when no one was watching.

After all, he was going to be out for five days, and he was a little worried about the safety of the vehicle if he parked it anywhere.

"Chirp?" The human skin lay quietly on his back skin, and the flat little mouth made a soft chirp, as if expressing doubts.

Wu Wen ignored it, but turned around and continued to wait for the arrival of the bus.

For this journey, he stuffed his backpack full, even brought the coffin, no matter what, he put it into the game.

At present, there is only one problem that is more worrying.

That is the headless ghost riding a bicycle.

If this guy dares to show up now and ruin his travel plan, he will definitely catch it, peel its skin, and then cook it in a pot into a delicacy, and eat it bit by bit in his own mouth.

Wu Wen's turbid eyes were stained with scarlet, and the whites of his eyes were almost instantly occupied by scarlet, emitting a strange red light in the darkness.

"Tick!"

Accompanied by the sound of a drop of water, a drop of blood dripped from the corner of Wu Wen's left eye and fell to the ground, reflecting the scarlet color under the illumination of the street lamp.

Wu Wen was suddenly shocked, and then quickly suppressed the sudden rise of his heart. The overwhelming killing intent and abuse thoughts.

Wu Wen's fingers gently wiped the skin under his left eye, and then put it in front of his eyes.

The scarlet liquid on his fingers was extremely conspicuous, and it also caused his inner panic to increase suddenly.

"Why do I feel that the influence is getting bigger and bigger after buying the second evil ghost." Wu Wen looked at the scarlet blood on his fingers and felt a little uneasy.

Now he really didn't know whether this influence on his mind was due to Hong Yuan's active influence or due to other reasons.

But no matter

Whatever the reason, this influence has become a point that he cannot ignore, because he can feel that he is gradually changing from a human to a fierce ghost with only the desire for tyranny and slaughter.

"Huh!" Wu Wen exhaled the smoke from his mouth for a long time, looking at the scarlet on his fingers, his heart was a little heavy.

"It seems that I really should go see a psychologist, if it helps."

But it is probably useless.

Wu Wen knew that this would be the answer without thinking. It involves the supernatural aspect, which is obviously not a problem that can be solved by scientific means such as seeing a psychologist.

Before the heaviness in his heart dissipated, Wu Wen glanced at the front of the road in front of him.

A high-rise bus specially used for tourism was turning the corner and driving towards his position with a clear goal.

The car came, and it came quite fast.

"Beep beep!" Wu Wen just stood up, and the bus horn sounded.

Then, it made an extreme turn and stopped in front of Wu Wen.

"Click!" The door of the bus opened, and the face of a middle-aged woman who had already met him when they contacted each other online appeared in front of him.

"Come on, handsome guy, get on the bus quickly! Just put your luggage on the bus, and find a seat quickly."

The middle-aged woman waved with a smile on her face, and even got off the bus for a walk.

Wu Wen walked up from the door with his backpack on his back.

As soon as he entered the bus, a smell that was unpleasant because of the airtightness rushed into his nasal cavity, and even the smell of those old people was even stronger.

Wu Wen held his breath decisively and was determined not to breathe again in the bus.

Just as he walked from the bottom to the seat in the bus, the bus started.

The front seats were already full, and Wu Wen slowly walked to the back of the bus, while observing the information of the people in the bus.

This is indeed a middle-aged and elderly tour group.

Anyway, those elderly people in their sixties account for almost 80%. These people are not too old, and they are not middle-aged at all.

Most of them were fat and smelled a bit, but they were in good spirits. It should be because they had just got on the bus. Not many people were asleep. They were either playing with their phones or talking loudly.

There were four or five young people, two couples, and a young woman who was sitting in the front and chatting with the driver. Judging from how well they knew each other, they were probably regular members of the tour group.

Wu Wen slowly walked from the seats to the last seat, then picked the innermost seat and sat in, hugged his backpack, and then slowly closed his eyes.