Do Not Laugh! This is a Horror Movie

Fu Lanyu is a smart person, and when Qiao Yunzheng said that sentence, she understood what he meant.

"Do you want to form an alliance with me?"

In such survival games, alliances are very common. Everyone wants to win over reliable teammates and increase their chances of victory.

As the level of the game continues to rise, this situation will become more and more common.

It is true that alliances are common, as are betrayals.

"Why, can't it?" Qiao Yunzheng laughed, "If you guessed correctly, is that girl your client? You two, plus me, exactly three."

Veterans know that in fact, this game has a limit on the number of survivors. In the end, at most three people survived.

If there are more than three survivors in the end, it will be treated as a group annihilation, and no one will want to return to the real world.

If you die in the game, you will disappear forever in the real world.

No one can afford that kind of consequences, so when necessary, even if the ghosts don't do anything, the players have to calculate each other.

This is the cruelest thing.

Fu Lanyu calmly asked, "With your strength, can you escape by yourself? Why bother to form an alliance."

"How can you be sure that I am strong? I can cross to the low-end game alone, so I can see that my strength is not much stronger."

"If you wear it to a low-end game alone, it may not be that you have a low level, and it may be that you have signed a substitute contract with a low-level customer."

The traversers bound by the system, reaching a certain level, have the power to do transactions with low-level customers-there are many types of contracts that can be signed. Once both parties sign, the contract becomes effective and cannot be changed.

For example, Fu Lanyu and Xiaohui signed the most common auxiliary contract, with high-level and low-level customs clearance.

And what Qiao Yunzheng signed is probably a substitute contract, that is, directly enter the game on behalf of the customer.

Substitute contracts are limited and expensive, and generally few people sign them.

Of course, those who have a rich family background and are willing to spend a lot of money on their lives are another matter.

"You are so smart." Qiao Yunzheng nodded, his expression full of appreciation, "My vision is also really good."

"...What's the good thing?"

"Fortunately, you can see that your bones are peculiar, not a mortal."

Fu Lanyu rolled his eyes secretly: "You used to be a street fortune teller?"

"I also know a little bit about Zhouyi and Fengshui, if you need it."

"...No." She calmly raised her hand to stop him, "Let's get back to business, Mr. Joe, do you really think there is a need for an alliance at the low end?"

She didn't think he was necessary, nor did she think she was necessary.

Qiao Yunzheng said: "The little couple found me last night."

"Oh." Fu Lanyu paused, but he was not too surprised. "They have crossed over at a glance. They have experience, and it's normal to want to win over the strong."

After all, compared with those few cringing newcomers, even if Qiao Yunzheng did nothing, his aura alone was enough to make the couple lock their targets.

"They said you are not easy, and hope that I can cooperate and get rid of you as soon as possible."

"...Then they are quite ignorant."

But the theory is correct. She and Xiaohui are two people, and the couple is also two people. It is impossible for the four to survive together, and one of them will have to die.

"So." Qiao Yunzheng smiled and said of course, "You have recognized my strength, you have to say something nice to fight for it, lest I form an alliance with them and cause you trouble."

"..." Fu Lanyu was speechless, "What's the matter with your smile with a knife hidden in it?"

"How come? I just want to hear your opinion."

This master has a strange temperament, and he can't figure it out for a while. In case she can't make him happy, he is really ill to help the couple, after all, it is a hidden danger of insecurity.

Fu Lanyu quickly weighed the pros and cons, thought about it a little, and finally came up with a logical and well-founded argument.

"Mr. Joe, I suggest you, it is better not to choose the couple: first, I am more beautiful than that girl, and you are more pleasing to work with me; second, even if they have experience, they don’t have experience with me. The comparison is still at the level of the rookie, otherwise they can still catch you and engage in this kind of boring alliance in the low-end game? Third, there are a lot of little things between couples, and there are many variables. You sold it, that's not a good deal."

Qiao Yunzheng looked satisfied: "It makes sense, she is indeed not as pretty as you."

"...You just heard this sentence?"

"Isn't it enough to hear this sentence?"

Looking at his handsome face, Fu Lanyu faintly felt that he was hard and his fists were hard.

She didn't want to continue communicating anymore.

"Miss Fu, what are you talking about?" Xiaohui just came out of the toilet at this time, her face pale when she vomited, "...I really admire you, and dare to stand and chat at the crime scene."

Qiao Yunzheng smiled softly and said: "It's nothing, looking at the color of the blood, I am even a little hungry and want to eat a bowl of Lao Gan Ma noodles."

"..."

So Xiaohui covered her mouth and vomited again.

Fu Lanyu sighed while holding his forehead, and closed the door of the room easily, isolating the blood that was like killing pigs all over the room.

Some people may not dare to eat Lao Ganma anymore.

The gate of the brick building is open during the day and will be automatically locked at night, which means that at dawn, everyone can move around in the town freely.

...Although there is nothing to do.

This town is not big. Fu Lanyu went out and wandered around, trying from house to house, and found that all the doors could not be opened.

But she still noticed something wrong.

On the rusty doorknob of the house furthest from the brick building, a long **** handprint was faintly visible.

"Miss Fu, what are you looking at?" Xiaohui didn't know when she followed, and she looked down and looked shocked, "...Oh!"

"Don't be surprised." Fu Lanyu wiped off the **** handprint with his sleeve, and turned calmly, "Remember this household, there must be a mystery."

Xiaohui nodded, then glanced at the door with lingering fears, and then took her arm again.

"Miss Fu, you were on the third floor just now, what did you talk to that handsome guy?"

Fu Lanyu did not squint, and continued to move forward: "Talk about how to win this game."

"How on earth do you want to win? Is there a conclusion?"

"You can win by following me honestly, even if I explain it, can you understand?"

"..."

Xiaohui found out that she made some sense.

The two returned to the three-story brick building and ran into the crying newcomer girl and the yellow-haired boy who accompanied her on the road.

Apparently, the two decided to stay together for warmth.

"My name is Qiqi, and his name is Wang Xin." The girl introduced herself timidly, and then asked, "Sister...oh no, sister, have you played this...this game?"

"My surname is Fu."

"...Oh." Qiqi blushed and agreed, "Miss Fu, I don't mean anything else. I just think you are calm and want to learn from you-what happened to you before? Cleared?"

"With wisdom and force, and luck."

The yellow-haired boy named Wang Xin was surprised when he heard these words: "That's horrible, I am a non-chief, playing games with a few thousand krypton gold, the kind that can't even make an SR!"

Fu Lanyu was puzzled: "Did you acquiesce that your wisdom and strength are very good, only bad luck?"

"Uh...that's not..."

"There is competition in the game, and I can't teach you anything. In short, remember, don't trust anyone but yourself."

She left this warning, turned and left with Xiaohui.

Kiki looked at her back and sighed regretfully: "I thought she was a kind person, but now it seems that she is not..."

"Is it better than the couple who are in love?" Wang Xin said, "The man looked at me with scary eyes, like..."

"Like what?"

"Like a weasel watching a chicken."

"?"

This analogy may not be appropriate, but it is almost the same.

Newcomers don't understand, but old people know very well.

To ensure that the last survivor will not exceed the standard, getting rid of competitors is a necessary step.

...

For lunch at noon, it is still steamed buns.

Everyone sat around the table, in order to avoid the atmosphere being too embarrassing, they all reported their names to each other.

The couple, the male is Li Chenguang, and the female is Beibei.

Xiaohui realized that during the meal, Li Chenguang had to glance here from time to time. The gaze was definitely not kind, and she got goose bumps when she glanced at her.

Under the table, she secretly touched Fu Lanyu's hand and motioned Fu Lanyu to look across.

As soon as Fu Lanyu looked up, he met Li Chenguang's sight.

"Mr. Li, seeing that I am so fascinated, what's the matter?" Fu Lanyu said calmly.

In this way, the eyes of all the people at the table were focused on Li Chenguang.

Li Chenguang looked slightly annoyed: "Bullshit, I don't think my girlfriend can come over, what are you doing?"

Fu Lanyu raised his eyebrows and spoke the most annoying words with the most innocent expression.

"Who knows? A man's mind is hard to guess."

"You're quite yaxing." Beibei sneered unhappy, "With the time to tease my boyfriend, why don't we think about how we can escape from here."

"Then what's your opinion?"

"We have to abide by the rules and work together to find a clue to kill the female ghost."

Fu Lanyu pretended to be surprised: "Work together? With such an official empty rhetoric, are you writing a political examination paper?"

"..."

The irony in this remark was extremely obvious, but Beibei couldn't refute it directly. If Fu Lanyu really revealed the secret that only three people could live, it would be bad for anyone.

She squinted at Fu Lanyu, and threw the unfinished buns on the ground viciously.

Xiaohui hurriedly finished the round: "Don't make a noise, don't make a noise, let's continue the discussion."

Qiqi whispered: "The only clue about the female ghost now is that song, right?"

"But I didn't even hear exactly what that song sang." Wang Xin frowned, "How dare I listen carefully."

"I don't dare..."

Qiao Yunzheng was originally propping his forehead with one hand, looking out the window thoughtfully, and now he turned his eyes and smiled.

"Why don't you discuss it with the female ghost tonight and ask her to sing a few more times, or write it down for you with a pen and keep a backup?"

"..."

The gentleman with glasses, who hadn't been involved in the topic from beginning to end, couldn't help but cut in.

"Don't talk about female ghosts or female ghosts. The dead person's body has not been found until now. You...are you not surprised?"

"It's strange," Fu Lanyu said, "but what's the use of being strange? Can it be found by being strange?"

"..."

Qiao Yunzheng leisurely helped voice: "Don't be too nervous, this place is so big, you can find it sooner or later-maybe you will find it under someone's bed once you go back to your room at night."

"..."

Fu Lanyu glanced at Qiao Yunzheng, and she found that this person's nonsense ability was better than herself.

"In short, this game is very dangerous. It's not a joke. I hope everyone will take it seriously." Bei Bei calmed his emotions, put on a business attitude, and made a concluding statement. "It's better to look around for clues later. Communicating with each other during dinner time, brainstorming ideas, there will always be rewards."

Brainstorm and communicate with each other.

To put it bluntly, it's just bullying the newcomer who doesn't understand the rules and wants to deceive intelligence.

Fu Lanyu glanced at the three newcomers, and only nodded when he saw them blankly, and then turned away lazily.

It has nothing to do with her.

When going upstairs, Xiaohui whispered to her.

"Miss Fu, do we really want to exchange clues?"

"Why do you exchange clues, let that couple pass the customs, you go to die?"

"..." Xiaohui also realized that she had asked a stupid question, and she couldn't help but feel ashamed, "Uh, can you trust Mr. Joe?"

"In the game, there is no one who can be trusted 100%." ​​Fu Lanyu said, "You can treat him as an ally for the time being, but if he blocks our way, you have to get rid of it."

Xiaohui stared at her beautiful profile, was silent for a moment, and finally nodded vigorously.

In the afternoon, Fu Lanyu checked the remaining empty rooms in the brick building, and saw that the furnishings of those rooms were roughly the same, they were all simple and outdated, and there was nothing special.

She found nothing, and simply went back to her room to sleep.

Xiaohui simply admired her attitude towards her life of being able to eat and sleep.

Night fell again.

The door of the brick building was locked again.

Everyone went downstairs one after another, and saw the **** words appearing on the snow-white wall.

——It's noisy, don't make loud noises at night.

This time, the color of blood seemed to be darker.

Qiao Yunzheng was still sitting by the railing of the stairs, which seemed to be his fixed seat.

Seeing Fu Lanyu go downstairs, he smiled and threw the bun in his hand to her.

Fu Lanyu caught it steadily, and passed it to Xiaohui.

Xiaohui: "I have a steamed bun, still a three-handed steamed bun..."

The man with clean glasses is still unwilling to eat steamed buns, but he can't hide his hunger.

After a while, he suddenly raised his head without warning, his nose pulsed, and took a deep breath.

He stretched his brows and looked a little surprised.

"Have you smelled it? It seems to smell meaty."

When he said that, other people also smelled it, and Wang Xin took it seriously for a long time: "That's right, it's the taste of stewed meat, with thirteen incense."

Kiki glanced into the kitchen and couldn't help but be delighted: "Here it is!"

On the kitchen stove, I don’t know when a steaming pot has been set up. The shape of the pot is a bit strange, like an oblong shape. There are pieces of pork belly with skin stewed in it, the red oil is clear, and the broth is rolling. Extraordinarily tempting.

Think about it, eat it with steamed buns and stew, it must be very fragrant.

The man in glasses stared at the pot, only feeling that the hunger in his belly was more intense, he swallowed twice, and finally made up his mind, strode forward and took the bowl and chopsticks to fill the meat.

Kiki looked at him in surprise: "Aren't you not eating this food?"

"If you don't eat it, you'll starve to death." The man in glasses thought of meat, and didn't lift his head. "Besides, won't you be okay if you eat the steamed buns? The steamed buns are okay, and the meat will be fine."

What's more, this meat is so fragrant, who can stand it?

He scooped a spoonful of meat into his mouth, took another bite of steamed buns, and chewed wantonly.

It was probably infected by his eating, and seeing that there was nothing unusual after he finished eating, Qiqi and Wang Xin were moved.

The two went to serve the meat separately, and sat at the dinner table to eat, but Qiqi had a small appetite, so she stopped the chopsticks after eating two yuan.

The couple was very alert. Li Chenguang checked the meat pot inside and out, but found nothing suspicious.

Anyway, the steamed buns are placed there when no one is steamed. Now that there is a pot of meat out of thin air, what's the surprise?

He persuaded himself and took a bite of his chopsticks.

Very fragrant, very tender, very soft, and the stew melts in your mouth.

He has never had such a delicious stew.

"It's edible." He told Beibei, "I tried it for you, no problem."

Beibei let go and started eating with him.

Xiaohui smelled the rich smell of meat, and then looked at the tasteless steamed buns in her hand, very envious.

She couldn't help but walked two steps forward, but before she reached the door of the kitchen, she was pulled back to the place by Fu Lanyu.

"Miss Fu, don't you think the food is bad? If you have meat, you still don't eat it."

"I think the food is not good, but I don't dare to eat anything."

Fu Lanyu also smelled the scent, but instinctively told her not to eat it.

She subconsciously looked back at Qiao Yunzheng.

Qiao Yunzheng was still sitting by the stairs and didn't move any place at all. Seeing her look over, his thin lips were lightly raised, he smiled softly, and shook his head.

Fu Lanyu patted Xiaohui's head immediately: "After eating your buns, follow me upstairs."

Xiaohui was very aggrieved, but she did not dare to violate Fu Lanyu's meaning. She could only reluctantly and turn her head one step at a time, and was pulled back to the room by Fu Lanyu.

Tonight is calm and no one sees ghosts in the corridor.

In other words, no one went to stand in the corridor anymore, everyone stayed in the room obediently.

Xiaohui lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling for a long time, but finally turned her head to the side and looked at Fu Lanyu next to her.

She asked curiously: "Miss Fu, it took you a few years to reach your current level?"

"Seven years."

"Seven years?" Xiaohui counted, shocked and unbelievable, "In other words, you have been crossing since the age of fifteen?"

"right."

"……Why!"

"Because I almost died when I was fifteen years old." Fu Lanyu said calmly, "I was rescued later, and even the doctor praised my life."

"..."

"One day later, when I woke up, I was bound to the system."

The full name of this system is called [Survivor Escape System].

The objects bound to this system are the lucky ones who have survived in Ghost Gate.

They have survived smoothly with extremely low probability. From then on, they are destined to accept one test after another, struggling **** the edge of life and death, to prove that they can still be lucky countless times.

Xiaohui remembered it for a long time, and suddenly woke up.

"... There was a vicious car accident six months ago. One of them exploded. I was only tens of meters away from the explosion site because I was blocked by a stray dog."

Fu Lanyu nodded: "According to the system's judgment, you should have died in the explosion, but because you were lucky, you survived."

"...Why?" After understanding this law, Xiaohui's eyes were red, and she almost cried with anger, "Just because I'm lucky, the system has to kill me?"

"Whoever puts us in the system will be attributed to ‘deserved people’."

"Is there no other way to escape? I'm not as good as you, how can I survive seven years?"

Fu Lanyu sighed, "If there is a way, will I still travel to this day?"

"..."

Before the voice fell, I saw the flickering oil lamp in the room, which went out again.

"Mom takes good care of my red wedding dress,

Don't let me die too early.

Ah~~Ah~~Ah~~

Your hair falling in the middle of the night,

You closed your eyes late at night,

This is a secret agreement,

I belong to you..."

When the song of the female ghost with a deep crying voice echoed faintly through the brick building again, Xiaohui's heart beat wildly, and instinctively hugged Fu Lanyu tightly again.

"Listening to this kind of song in the dark, I really have my heart to die."

Fu Lanyu didn't speak, she held her breath, and vaguely heard a very faint sound of wind coming from the corridor.

She pursed her lips and turned her head away.

Not all the oil lamps in the house went out.

One is left, the one on the window sill.

The faint light couldn't disperse the heavy darkness of the night, but it could just illuminate the square inch of the window sill.

A blood-sparkling head was placed there.