Skynet Architect

The library is still that library. Everyone shows a number after entering. This is the number that every resident of them has. As long as they carry the number, they can go unimpeded.

After entering here, everyone has a number on their body and found their own proof of reading.

Only after Si Fan came in, he suddenly felt ashamed.

Looking at these people next to them, the amount of reading displayed on their bodies started with hundreds of books, and they can choose to be read or not to be viewed by others.

But here, most people choose to display, not a low-key issue, but most of them subconsciously did not close.

It's embarrassing when I get to Si Fan, he is the master of the system, but some things cannot be changed, such as the amount of reading.

The zero number of Chi Guoguo is simply Chi Guoguo's heart-piercing arrow.

Just came in, and suddenly became the center of everyone.

They looked at Si Fan.

"Oh, let's get started quickly, friends, ghosts are coming!" Screaming loudly, there is nothing that can't talk about demons and ghosts, who believes this thing!

Everyone believes that there is a devil in their hearts, and they are all grateful for such a life.

They yearn to see ghosts.

After entering the library, Si Fan has released himself. This is a confusing place. Have you ever seen a library without books?

This is the case here. There are no books in the library. Here you want to find a very antique book. This does not exist. Only in the reading position there is a very, very special book. It looks like an ordinary book, and the feel of the paper is very clear.

But the only thing about this book is very exaggerated.

They are all blank paper, without any book look.

Si Fan came over and found a seat to sit down.

On the opposite side, there are a few big characters, called Don’t Make a Sound.

After all, it is a library.

And behind it is even more interesting.It says, reading now, you will realize your dream, now sleeping, you will dream.

Well, if you follow the reading habits, it should be turned over.

That's what it means anyway.

Si Fan looked at these, completely indifferent, and quietly picked up a book.

Suddenly there were words in the book.

This is electronic paper, but it is the same as ordinary books. It is very textured. Just look for any book you want to read.

Very convenient, a book is ten thousand books, one hundred thousand books.

As long as there is such a one, you can read it casually, with a sense of reading and a paper texture, not so illusory.

This is still good.

Everyone noticed that the book number gradually began to appear on the table.

The whole library seems to be different from usual.

The atmosphere was even more weird. At this time, everyone sat down, and the whole library began to lively. They looked at the books they had, and after opening them, they gradually began to display text.

"These books today seem to be ghost stories." They looked at the books in their hands, still quite surprised.

Si Fan was also silently looking at the books in his hands. The people sitting there were quite curious. The stories in his hands were very famous in every country.

In the center of the table, people seem to be surrounded by a circle.After a long time, you can see a white aperture at the center.

The aperture is constantly changing, and there are continuous waves of electric light.

Slowly the light became uncertain, and gusts of cold wind blew.

A group of foreign girls don't even know what the situation is.

"What's wrong?" The library suddenly became quiet, and the situation was a little different from just now.

The atmosphere was a bit solemn, and some young people who came out of China felt more obvious.

"This is the environment in the ghost film." They have discovered that this is the routine of the domestic ghost film. Gradually, the wind is coming, and the music is missing.

Music is forbidden in the library, well, it's completely cold.

They began to approach each other.

At this time.

Suddenly a lazy figure of a woman appeared in the middle.

"Welcome to the library of death. It is July and a half. The time of the Ghost Festival is also the time for the announcement of death."

Everyone looks weird.

This standing woman looked very ordinary, Asian, and anyone could see it. The expression of doing something was really annoying.

Si Fan looked very happy.

Because this is the Red Queen, the Red Queen has been sluggish since the previous problem, Si Fan can see it, and it is gradually disappearing.

The current red queen is completely different. She has gradually recovered. Although her face is pale and she is floating around, like a female ghost, she basically looks different from before.

"Death declaration? Do you want to tell us when we will die?" Suddenly someone asked.

This is a U.S. boy.

Really, they really like the taste and they are already excited.

At this moment, the Red Queen shook her head.

"No no no!"

"I never want to tell you when you died, but I want to hear how you died." The red queen's voice is very strange, like a real ghost, and the voice comes out from all directions, very strange. .

Feeling this voice, looking at the red queen, some people felt weird.

"We are already dead? Want to know how we died?" Someone finally reacted and asked in surprise.

Of course, they are sure they are alive now, but the entertainment of this Ghost Festival is really interesting.

As for the fact that there is really a ghost, they don't believe it, anyway, there is no such thing, you can try.

Si Fan was very happy, looking at Hong Empress, quietly ordered.

"You can use holographic projection technology to imitate some ghosts in the library."

Si Fan's voice could not be heard, only the Red Queen knew.

After receiving the news, Hong Empress glanced at Si Fan and looked at everyone.

The surrounding environment is quiet.

She looked at the row numbers near here, and suddenly pointed to the position of one of the young men and said.

"From you, you were the most miserable when you died." Hong Empress suddenly smiled.

The appearance of my body began to change, becoming a little old, and the place under my feet slowly became a small stream, a pot of clear soup, like cooking memories, cooking thoughts, homesickness, cooking for a lifetime .

People have gradually become old, and the person named is a Chinese.

Must start with Chinese people, because they are the most immersive, some foreigners are still confused

But they already know that this is Po Meng, this is what pressure me to do!

Telling things before death, this is telling ghost stories.And it is a ghost story ending in death.