Why is the NPC Frightened By Me Again [Infinite Stream]

Lin Huai enjoyed a period of sufficient sleep in the room, and it was not until ten o'clock the next day that he dragged his steps out of the dormitory.

Today is the third day of work, and Lin Huai still only intends to receive high-end express delivery. The Thin Man was coming back for a second courier when he yawned and came downstairs. Lin Huai stopped and looked at the thin man with dark eyes.

"Yo?" The thin man noticed Lin Huai's gaze, he had long seen this young man disliked, and said meanly, "Some people wake up so late? Tsk tsk tsk, I only came back in the middle of the night last night, where are you going? Now? Let me tell you, this is a courier station, but it's not a place for you to be a superior. Think you are a young master? College students? College students are not popular these days. After wasting so much tuition, you have to send courier with us. Today If these forty parcels cannot be dispatched, we will see how the webmaster handles you."

Lin Huai did not speak. He stretched out his long legs and sat on the steps, his eyes fixed on the thin man's face - on the sweaty cheeks, there were several ink stains with yin, which were particularly conspicuous.

Those ink marks looked like they had been drawn with ink pens. But in Lin Huai's eyes, there was a strong yin qi.

However, Lin Huai was obviously not interested in competing with this NPC. His heart had already flown to the mental hospital and that **** forum. Seeing that he was ignoring him, the thin man said in a strange manner: "Oh, I saw you wearing earrings a few days ago - made of precious stones, right? It looks quite expensive, why don't you wear it today? A big man, still wearing it. earrings."

Lin Huai: "My friend bought it for me, hee hee, wear it if you like it, it's none of your business."

Lin Huai walked into the express room as he spoke, and almost as soon as he walked in, he received a new message.

"At 8 o'clock in the evening, go to No. 4 Huaiping Road, go to the 7th floor, close your eyes, and walk to the deepest part of the corridor. During this period, you must not open your eyes when you hear any sound. When you hear someone calling your name, hand over the courier to it. Go back to the stairwell to open it."

"Sounds exciting." Lin Huai thought.

The second message is this afternoon.

"At two o'clock in the afternoon, I arrived at the wax museum on the third floor of Qunxing Art Museum, and put the courier under the only wax figure that can blink. After seeing it, no matter what you see, you can't blink. After handing it over to the courier, look directly at the wax figure. , until exiting the wax museum."

Not even a blink of an eye.

Both deliveries look exciting. When Lin Huai thought of meeting such a creative new friend, she was filled with joy from the bottom of her heart.

Lin Huai saved these two tasks and felt that it would be difficult for him to meet Chu Tianshu today. Thinking of this, he was full of regrets.

He found two couriers at the express station and was about to go out. After leaving on an electric bike, Lin Huai remembered that he had not changed into work clothes. He returned to the express station again, but suspiciously saw the thin man's battery car still parked downstairs.

When Lin Huai went upstairs, he saw the thin man coming downstairs. He looked a little flustered. When the two met on a narrow road, the thin man's expression became more uncomfortable, and he stared at Lin Huai who was searching fiercely: "What are you looking at?"

"Oh, when I saw you didn't leave, I thought you were dead." Lin Huai replied sincerely.

Skinny:  …

The thin man was obviously moved by this sentence of sincere concern to Yin and Yang. Lin Huai was a little sad about this. But when he saw his room, he immediately understood why the thin man was upstairs.

The door to his room was closed, but there were still traces of being flipped inside. Lin Huai looked out of the window and found that his window was facing the direction his battery car was coming back from.

Where is that skinny man who dared to love to leave behind and secretly look through his gemstone earrings after he left?

Dare to rob him of his wealth, this skinny man is indeed a little courageous.

Lin Huai didn't care about external things like money, but he admired the skinny man's courage to actually go through his wardrobe.

When Lin Huai came down from the upstairs, the skinny man was there pretending to be nonchalant, moving the goods from the cart to the battery cart.

"If you want money in the future, just tell me." Lin Huai glanced at him and said, "I have some coins."

He turned to leave, but a courier flew towards his head.

Lin Huai tilted his head, and the courier dropped to the ground in front of him.

"Yo, I'm sorry, my hand slipped when unloading." The thin man said deliberately, "Help pick it up, thank you college student."

He looked at Lin Huai, his eyes were obviously trying to make fun of him. Lin Huai glanced at him, then glanced at the courier, suddenly smiled, and then...

"If you do this, this courier will be very unhappy." He said, "But it seems that you don't care. If so, then..."

"Make it a little more unhappy."

Saying that, he suddenly raised his foot, put it on the courier, and crushed it a few times!

Lin Huai could clearly feel the slime-like softness under his feet. According to Ghost Eye, he could see that the courier in it was a ghost hand. The ghost hand was twitching, and his expression became even happier.

"I hope you can deliver this express on time." Lin Huai smiled at him and said, "By the way, I am different from you. I deliver the night shift line, and you deliver the day shift line. I am high-end, you are low-end, If you don't feel comfortable—"

He pointed to his face and said, "You can tell the boss and let us exchange jobs."

"You!!" The thin man was shocked, "You made the express delivery..."

Lin Huai was too lazy to argue with him. He whistled and rode away on the battery car.

Lin Huai arrived at the Qunxing Art Museum at 1:30 in the afternoon. This is a very dilapidated art museum. Even standing outside, Lin Huai can feel that it is about to be demolished.

There was no one in the gallery, and there was dust everywhere. The old man in the guard room saw him coming, and said listlessly: "Go in, go in, no tickets are charged."

Lin Huai went in with the courier.

There are some activity classrooms on the first floor of the museum, and exhibition halls on the second and third floors. Lin Huai did not go directly to the third floor. He first went around the first floor. Almost all the studios are closed, only the innermost one is lit.

Lin Huai then walked to the innermost studio. Contrary to his expectations, there were actually dozens of students sitting in the studio. The students turned their backs to Lin Huai and faced the blackboard, as if they were drawing something.

From this angle, it is difficult for Lin Huai to see what they are painting. He looked at the nearest painting, which appeared to be a human figure. But it looks like...

An old man whose body was dissected!

And that old man... has the face of the previous doorman!

Seeing that it was already one forty-five, Lin Huai thought for a while, then turned around and walked upstairs.

He took two steps and stopped.

Behind him, those students turned their heads at this moment, staring at his back with weird smiles!

At this moment, Lin Huai also reached out and grabbed both sides of his cheeks.

Then, with force, he turned his head around.

Lin Huai: "Hi~"

students:……

The students silently turned their heads back. The portrait originally on the wall also silently turned back to Lin Huai.

The third floor of the museum is a wax museum, and the second floor is a gallery with various paintings.

Lin Huai was in a hurry and decided to be less routine and more sincere. In the face of this group of different shapes, they all stared at his portrait. Lin Huai took out the four beautiful pictures in his package and asked them to stare at them.

Lin Huai clearly felt that when Zhou Ying and Lan Xiang came out, all the paintings twitched.

"Get along well with them." Lin Huai urged, "Don't break them."

The four ghosts then showed a harmonious smile. Lan Xiang said: "I'm still more beautiful, you see, they are all so ugly."

Mei Ying nodded in agreement beside her.

Lin Huai let her group of Women Over Flowers (except Zhou Ying) hurt each other with the ghosts on the second floor, and went to the third floor alone. The moment he stepped on the third floor, he felt a strong coolness hit.

The third floor is indeed a wax museum. However, it's not that all the wax figures are lifelike, but the expressions on their faces - either contorted or terrifying, as if they had suffered extreme fear in their lifetime.

Being watched by such a group of wax figures seems to be suffering from spiritual pollution. Lin Huai tidied up her clothes before going in, and took out a roll of transparent glue from her bag and glued her eyelids together.

Although Lin Huai has a strong ability to control his own muscles, he still decided to do this to show respect for the ghosts.

Holding the courier in his hand, he looked at them one by one. Those wax figures looked straight ahead, their eyes were wide open, and each eye was full of bloodshots. The first thing Lin Huai met was a girl's face. Wrapped in wax, the girl stared hard, her red eyes filled with tears of pain.

It's like...these wax figures are alive!

They are still alive, just imprisoned here, unable to blink. Maybe they once delivered the courier to this wax museum, but when they blinked, they had become new wax figures.

All gamers will come to such a correct but scary conclusion. Therefore, seeing such faces one by one, looking at them and not daring to blink during the process of looking at each other, lest they blink after their own blinks, is a kind of terrifying torture. Especially their expressions are still so terrifying, it's like...

The "people" they stared at were always behind Lin Huai!

Lin Huai maintained the whole process without blinking, always secreting tears to cover her dry eyes. He admired the horror of these wax figures with great interest, not only completely unaffected, but also enjoying themselves. Finally, he saw a strange wax figure in the depths of this collection.

The wax statue had no skin on its entire body, like a human body that had been stripped of its skin, just wrapped in a thin layer of wax. The moment he saw it, Lin Huai knew that it was the wax figure he was looking for!

Lin Huai's initial gaze fell on the soles of the wax figure's feet. Finally, he slowly raised his eyes and looked at the face of the wax figure.

He saw that terrifying muscular man with barely intact skin was grinning at him, smiling bitterly at him!

Lin Huai and the muscle man looked at each other. He didn't blink, the muscular man didn't. At that moment, Lin Huai suddenly understood that this was a game—they were betting on who blinked first, and they were both judging when the other party blinked.

Lin Huai realized.

So he bit the courier, stretched out his hand in a lightning-fast manner, and grabbed the smooth and greasy eyelids of the muscular man with both hands.

And in the other's shocked expression, he pulled the other's eyelids down.