Chapter 172 Hao Aiguo

Although the shouting voice was very low, it could be vaguely heard clearly, and the accent was very special. Zhou Suyi felt very familiar, as if she had heard it often before.

Then look at the faces of others.

Professor Chen's body trembled several times, and he almost fell down, tears streaming down his face.

Sadipeng's face was pale, and his body was shaking like a sieve.

Chu Jian also sat on the ground with a plop.

"Yes, it's the teacher, it's the teacher's voice!" Chu Jian said with a trembling voice.

"Fuck, don't talk nonsense, your teacher is dead, how could he come here to call for his soul." Fatty Wang almost kicked him.

However, even though he said that, after being reminded by Chu Jian, he also heard that it was really Hao Aiguo's voice.

Gulp...

Zhou Suyi swallowed her saliva and felt her scalp tingling.

That's right, she also heard that it was really the voice of the dead Hao Aiguo.

"How is it possible? Although some parts of this game are outrageous, can the dead be resurrected?" Zhou Suyi felt that her heart was about to jump out.

In this dark ghost cave, people are already under great psychological pressure.

First, I heard footsteps, and now I heard the cries of the dead.

This is really going to make people collapse.

"Don't scare me, it's night, don't make trouble."

"Oh my god, it seems to be Hao Aiguo's voice. Could it be that Hao Aiguo is not dead and crawled out by himself?"

"Fuck, it's the underworld mode at night. My little heart really can't stand this stimulation."

"It can't be Hao Aiguo. If it is, it will become a supernatural game."

"Maybe it's just a similar accent. So far, there is no such outrageous thing in this game."

...

Such a weird situation made netizens sweat coldly.

Especially now it's late at night outside.

It's okay if there is a companion to watch it together, but if you watch it alone, you will be scared.

The current situation of this program is definitely countless times more terrifying than a horror movie.

Tick-tock...

I don't know whose sweat dripped onto the ground, making a slight sound.

Zhou Suyi took a deep breath, "Calm down, maybe, it's just that the accents are similar. We all miss Professor Hao, so we mistakenly thought it was Professor Hao!"

Her explanation obviously couldn't convince everyone.

Fatty Wang swallowed his saliva, "Old Hu, do you think that Professor Hao died with his eyes open, turned into a zongzi and crawled out from below, and followed all the way here?"

"Don't talk nonsense, even if it really turned into a zongzi, have you ever seen a zongzi that can talk?" Hu Bayi said.

Fatty Wang shook his head, "I really haven't seen it."

"Is it... you... what? Xiao Chu... Xiao... Sa..."

The voice came again, and it was obviously clearer than before.

The most frightening thing is that this time he actually called out Chu Jian and Sati Peng's names directly.

Sati Peng was so scared that his soul was about to fly away, and he curled up on the ground trembling, as if he was scared silly.

Chu Jian shouted with a trembling voice: "Teacher, is it really you?"

"Aiguo, Aiguo, is it really you?" Professor Chen burst into tears.

He was not afraid.

Excessive longing had long made him forget all fears.

"My mother, Lao Hu, have you seen such a weird thing?" Wang Pangzi, this foolish and bold man, began to tremble with his hands holding the gun at this moment.

They had dealt with Zongzi when they were in Niuxin Mountain.

That thing was scary, but not so scary.

Hu Bayi did not answer, after all, he had seen a lot of strange things.

Especially the time at Huangpizi Tomb, it was also very scary.

"Miss Yang, have you heard of such a weird thing abroad?" Wang Pangzi looked at Zhou Suyi again.

It seemed that only by talking to each other could this fear be reduced.

Zhou Suyi shook her head with an extremely ugly face.

Now, she didn't know what to do.

She thought she would encounter some dangers, but she didn't think she would encounter such a weird thing.

She had never experienced such a dangerous thing, so she really didn't know what to do.

"Old Hu, what should I do?" She could only ask Hu Bayi, the only reliable NPC in the game.

Hu Bayi took a deep breath.

"Don't be nervous, I want to see if someone is playing tricks or Professor Hao is really resurrected. Fatty, get your gun ready, at worst we can just fight him!"

Hu Bayi was afraid, but at this moment he really gave everyone courage.

"Okay, damn, it's a real zongzi, we men have done it before, damn, don't worry, this time I brought a black donkey hoof, enough!" Fatty Wang held a gun in one hand and took out a black donkey hoof in the other.

At this moment, he didn't care whether his identity was exposed or not.

Professor Chen and the others didn't have time to think about these things.

Da Da Da...

The footsteps were closer, intermittent, giving people a staggering feeling, as if that person was really anxious and panicked at the moment.

"Wait!"

Suddenly, Zhou Suyi's eyes became strange.

"Do you feel that this sound seems to come not from above, but from below!"

Hiss...

Another gust of cold air rushed straight to the top of the head.

Hu Bayi and Fatty Wang listened carefully.

After hearing this, their faces became even uglier.

That's right, this sound did not come from above, but from below.

Before, we were far away and couldn't hear the echoing sound in the ghost cave clearly, but now that we seem to be closer, we can hear it more clearly.

"Fuck, what the hell is going on? Even if Lao Hao really climbed out, he can't be below us." Fatty Wang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and his breathing became heavy.

Hu Bayi also felt that his scalp was about to explode.

"There must be something playing tricks." Hu Bayi snatched the gun from Fatty Wang and aimed directly at the bottom.

Zhou Suyi took out a cold firework and threw it down the steps.

The cold firework drew an arc and flew down, illuminating everything around.

Then, they saw a figure about two or three hundred meters away from them.

A figure was staggering towards them.

The man saw the cold firework and raised his head.

With the white light of the firework, everyone could clearly see the man's face.

The face was extremely pale, not because of the reflection of light or other reasons, but there was not a trace of blood, as if it was made of paper.

And who else could the owner of that face be other than Hao Aiguo.

When they saw the man's face clearly, everyone was stunned.

It was as if the temperature around them had dropped several degrees, and they were frozen into ice sculptures, motionless, and did not react for a long time.

Hao Aiguo below seemed to be unable to see them. Under the strong light, he squinted slightly and blocked his eyes with his arms.

The exposed hand was as pale as his face.

This did not look like a living person, but more like a paper man.

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