Do Not Laugh! This is a Horror Movie

Outside the corridor, the wind sounded tightly, Qiao Yunzheng opened his eyes and sat up vigilantly.

He finally heard clearly where the unusual movement had just come from.

It was the cry of a woman's resentment, from far to near, getting closer and closer, circling the beams endlessly, as if someone was standing by the window.

Generally speaking, at such a moment, it is impossible for nothing to happen.

He nudged Fu Lanyu next to him and called in a low voice.

"Sister Lan, wake up."

Fu Lanyu always sleeps fast and wakes up fast. She lifted the quilt, rubbed her eyes and turned to look at him.

"What's wrong?"

"listen."

There is no doubt that Fu Lanyu also clearly heard the miserable cry of ghosts. She was silent for a long while, and suddenly remembered the rules of the game described by the old man in gray today.

Don't light up the lights when weeping, don't look back in the middle of the night.

She glanced at the square table not far away, and confirmed that the oil lamp on it had already been extinguished, so she was relieved.

...Who knows that the extinction she thought was not really extinction.

After a long while, the cry suddenly rose to a pitch, like an instant from sobs and sobs to hysterical wailing.

At the same time, the oil lamp on the table seemed to be ignited by someone with a fire, suddenly emitting a brighter light than before.

At the moment of the moment, Qiao Yunzheng jumped out of bed decisively, dashed to the table, and blew out the oil lamp again.

Fu Lanyu followed closely. She picked up a wide-mouth blue and white porcelain on the cabinet and buckled it upside down to cover the oil lamp to prevent it from being lit again.

After doing all this, the two quickly returned to the bed and covered themselves tightly with the quilt.

Sure enough, the next moment, there was a vigorous flapping sound outside the window.

The window frames of this house are made of wood, and they will make a bang when you shoot them.

"There is something to come in." Qiao Yunzheng said, wrapped in the quilt and moved towards the foot of the bed, "...it's a female ghost."

Fu Lanyu also leaned over.

From the current angle of the two, you can just see the scene outside the window.

In the cold moonlight, a pair of pale and haggard hands were desperately slapped against the wooden window.

Not long after, a face of a female ghost with a disheveled hair slowly approached the glass inlaid on the wooden window.

The female ghost has a thick powder on her face, and her cheeks are still smeared with exaggerated blush, the contrast is stark and horrible.

Blood was flowing from her pair of hollow eyes, and she was still crying with her mouth wide open.

While crying, she stared at the room, seeming to be looking for something.

It was a pity that the oil lamp didn't light up again, she couldn't find the target, and couldn't enter the room.

The face finally disappeared from the window, but the crying continued, and it seemed that it would not stop tonight.

Fu Lanyu's eyesight has always been sharp. She thought for a moment and then said solemnly: "Just now I saw that the clothes on the female ghost were a bit strange."

"What a strange method?"

"You also know that traditional female ghosts like to wear white clothes, right?" She said, "But this one wears a flowery dress, very flowery, red, green and yellow, a bit like..."

She hesitated for a moment, seeming to realize something suddenly, and pointed her finger at the wicker basket above the cabinet.

"It's like the color of colored paper in that basket."

Qiao Yunzheng immediately understood what she meant, and he also guessed: "Paperman?"

"Yes, it's a paper man."

Whether it is the gray-clothed old man today or the flower-clothed female ghost just now, their weird makeup with grease and powder is definitely not what a living person should have.

If you think about it carefully, you can often see it in a shop where people sell joss sticks.

In that case, the wicker basket seemed to contain materials for binding paper people.

The question is how to tie paper people? What's the use of it? Will you die if you don't stick it?

You have to find the answer yourself.

It seems that the test tonight should be over, the oil lamp has been covered, and there will be no more accidents.

"About the paper people, we can study them slowly tomorrow." Qiao Yunzheng patted Fu Lanyu's shoulder comfortingly, "You should rest now and recharge your energy. I will call you if there is a situation."

Fu Lanyu knew that he had always been like this, so he was not polite to him, nodded and lay down again.

"Thank you brother Yun."

"...What do you call me?"

"Brother Yun." She raised her eyes expressionlessly, "Didn't Jing He just call it that way? If you don't like it, I can call you Mr. Qiao."

Qiao Yunzheng was speechless for a long time, and suddenly smiled.

He happily said: "No, just call Brother Yun, you are much better than Jing He."

"..."

Fu Lanyu immediately didn't bother to pay attention to him anymore, just pretended not to hear, turned around and buried his face in the pillow to sleep.

This night, it was barely a surprise, because none of the ten players died.

After all, they are all gold grades, their response speed and resilience are relatively good, and it is not difficult to survive the first night.

Fu Lanyu stayed in bed for a while in the morning, and Qiao Yunzheng was waiting for her in the room. After the two of them had washed up, they went to the front hall of the house together.

Before entering the door, Fu Lanyu just heard that the people inside were discussing gleefully, and the loudest one was the brawny Wang Teng.

"I said that little white face is an embroidered pillow, right? The two thought they had come here, and they had to live in a room. Look, maybe everyone is dead now."

She and Qiao Yunzheng looked at each other, opened the door smoothly, and made a loud noise, which shocked everyone.

Realizing that everyone's eyes were gathered here, Qiao Yunzheng bent his eyes and greeted him with a smile.

"Morning, it seems that everyone slept well last night?"

The other players didn't say anything, Wang Teng's face was a bit ugly, and the yin and yang weirdness satirized.

"It's okay, maybe it's not as good as you two sleep well, who makes your female partner look beautiful."

Qiao Yunzheng suddenly said: "Mr. Wang, this is because he thinks his partner is not beautiful and is dissatisfied?"

"..."

The female player who lives in the same room with Wang Teng is named Cui Lili, who looks average, but has thick makeup.

When she heard the words, she couldn't help but cast a sideways look at Wang Teng, but she was talking.

"What's the point of having a beautiful partner? This is a life-threatening game. It is important to have the ability, or you will not be able to make it to the end."

The couple who first formed the team, the girl in purple sweaters called Shu Ying, looked pretty good, she felt a little funny when she heard this, and she couldn't help but retort in a soft voice.

"In fact, being beautiful does not conflict with being capable, you can have both."

Cui Lili was upset, stared at her again, and let out a soft snort from her nose.

The undercurrent surging at the dinner table, we can see that everyone is very hostile to each other.

Fu Lanyu drank the dull white porridge, and was too lazy to participate in such a boring topic. She caught a glimpse of a small pickle on the far side of the table, so she stretched out her hand to get it.

The dish was closer to Cui Lili, and Cui Lili deliberately pulled the pickles in front of her, making it clear that she didn't want to eat it for her.

Fu Lanyu withdrew his hand, with an indifferent expression of "you stupid childishness", and continued to drink porridge.

Unexpectedly, Qiao Yunzheng stretched out his hand directly. With long arms, he took the pickle dish easily and let her clamp it.

He watched her hold a chopstick, then flipped his wrist, and poured a whole dish of pickles with the salty soup inside Cui Lili's porridge bowl.

"Does Miss Cui like to eat this?" He smiled slightly, looking extremely gentle and harmless, "Then eat more."

Cui Lili was so angry that she almost threw her chopsticks: "Did you deliberately?!"

"How can I do it on purpose? I just want to take care of every beautiful girl."

At this moment, the handsome guy named Gu Mochi, who was sitting across from him, bit the bun and laughed.

Cui Lili became even more angry: "What are you laughing at?"

"What are you doing?" Gu Mochi glanced at her, "Don't let you laugh anymore? Are you my mother? You are so generous."

"..."

Fu Lanyu sighed.

It seems that even if it is a Golden Game player, the naivety of some people's bones cannot be changed, and it has nothing to do with experience and strength.

Of course, it also includes the man named Joe next to him.

Qiao Yunzheng peeled a boiled egg for her, he lowered his voice and asked slowly.

"Sister Lan, are you talking ill of me in your heart?"

Fu Lanyu shook his hand and choked for an unprecedented time.

...

After the meal, the crowd disbanded and acted in pairs.

Why is it said that it is a two-by-two action?

Because it is not difficult to see that since the moment the room is divided, the two men and women in the same room have automatically formed the same camp, regardless of whether they are sincerely willing. In short, roommate alliances are the general trend, and it is relatively reliable. Spectrum.

Fu Lanyu and Qiao Yunzheng walked around in the backyard and found that more willow trees were planted in the backyard, and the arrangement of the willow trees seemed to be very regular, like a pattern of a certain formation, closely surrounding the door in the center.

A heavy iron lock was attached to the door, and two dark yellow charms were attached. The wind blew the talisman paper swaying, but it never fell.

Looking at this battle, it looks a bit like an ancestral hall.

But it's definitely not the ancestral hall. The ancestral hall does not have such a heavy yin.

"If you want to go in, you have to find the key first." Fu Lanyu raised his collar, feeling that the matter was not easy. "But this house is very large, and there are more than 30 houses, there are no shortcuts. , I can only look for them one by one."

Qiao Yunzheng nodded in agreement: "And we have to look for it quickly."

The layout of the house is here. Players can think of looking for the key. Everyone will look for it together. In addition to being careful, they are also lucky.

As soon as Fu Lanyu turned around, he happened to see the little couple also looking here.

Seeing her looking over, the girl named Shu Ying smiled and asked by the way.

"Can that door be opened?"

"Locked."

She didn't say much, and signaled that the other person was curious to see in person, and then bypassed the two of them and left.

Facts have proved that all the players in this game have a sense of urgency. They all chose to skip the lunch and search for clues in the house.

But Fu Lanyu had to eat. Although she did not formally take a seat, she took the time to return to the lobby and took two pies, and brought one to Qiao Yunzheng.

...The pie is still a vegetarian filling, not tasty.

In short, it took a few hours and the key was not found, but it is not completely lost.

Qiao Yunzheng found a shovel under a bed in the West Wing.

Fu Lanyu found a sharp gold hairpin, the hairpin's tail was still condensed with blood that had already dried up, and he didn't know what it was for.

The two went back to their room and discussed in private.

"I suspect that this hairpin of mine has pierced people before. It can be used as a weapon. How do you use your shovel? Swipe up and shoot people?"

"Of course it is useful." Qiao Yunzheng knocked on the bottom of the shovel, knocking down a lot of dirt, "You forgot, how many willow trees are in this house?"

"..." Fu Lanyu knew immediately, "Go to dig under the willow tree?"

"Of course, but you can't dig during the day, you have to wait for a suitable opportunity to go at night."

In the middle of the night, I went to dig under the willow tree. It was very exciting to think about it.

"And this." Fu Lanyu took out two nails cut from willow wood from the pocket of his coat. They are about two inches long, hard and sharp, and can pierce a blood hole in a person's hand. "I've been in several places. I have seen this thing in the drawer of the room, so I took two casually."

Qiao Yunzheng placed the wooden nails in his palms, looking down and looking closely: "The reason why the willow is called the'nail soul willow' is also related to its usefulness. I heard a senior say that the nails can be cut into nails with willow. The witchcraft technique can also prevent the dead from becoming overborn."

"The witchcraft technique?" Fu Lanyu turned his head and looked at the willow basket on the cabinet, "Is there anything to do with the paper maker?"

"I'm not sure, maybe."

She stood up, walked to the front of the cabinet, and moved all the dozen or so books on a certain floor.

These books are obviously old, the pages are yellowed and brittle, and the writing on them is also slightly blurred, and they must be carefully identified to see them clearly.

There are various types of books, including ancient poems and ancient words, as well as folk scripts.

She turned pages quickly, looking at the ten lines very quickly, and when she got a little dazzled, she rubbed her eyebrows, rested and continued to look.

Qiao Yunzheng was still studying the two wooden pegs, and for a long time asked her warmly: "Sister Lan, what did you find?"

"not yet."

At this moment, Fu Lanyu had turned to the seventh and eighth book. She glanced at him, and when she recovered, she suddenly felt that the pages in her hand seemed a little thicker than before.

She frowned, lowered her head to look at the paper carefully, and finally digging at the edge of the paper with her nails, and then carefully peeled off another thin piece of paper.

The second page should be made of some kind of material, and it was completely absorbed on the previous page. Fortunately, it was not adhered firmly, and the writing on it could still be recognized.

She turned back again, and as expected, almost ten pages of the second half of the book were glued together. If you didn't know the secret, it would be easy to turn it over.

"Brother Yun, come and see."

Qiao Yunzheng got up when she heard the words, and saw the pages of paper that were torn off by her, there were words and pictures, and they were connected together. They were actually...

The tutorial of the paper man.

"This is to teach us how to tie paper people." He said, "Would you like to learn?"

"It's impossible not to learn, because of the virtue of this game, you will learn sooner or later."

So the two met together to read the pages, put the willow basket on their knees, and began to learn about the paper man.

Fu Lanyu did not expect that one day he could still learn such a cold and partial craft.

Although it may not be useful in the future.

——First tie out the basic skeleton, then stuff straw into the belly to support the outline, and cut and paste the clothes with colored paper.

Use your own blood to write the name of the person who casts the spell on the back of the paper man.

——The wooden nails cut into willows, drip a drop of his own blood, and nail them to the head of the paper man.

finally.

Burn the paper man to make the spell effective.

——Remember.

This kind of spell can only be used once per night per person, and its effectiveness is uncertain.

And the next night, the same object cannot be designated.

If two people in the same room are designated as targets of spells at the same time, the spells will be cancelled automatically.

"It turns out that wooden nails are used in this way." Fu Lanyu thoughtfully, "No wonder the npc asked everyone to paste their names at the door of the room last night. Is it convenient for the paper-makers to swear to each other?"

It is written on the page that the effectiveness of this curse is uncertain, which means that it may or may not cause death.

In the game, luck is sometimes a mysterious and mysterious thing. No one knows when the sickle will fall on one's head.

But what is certain is that as long as the player discovers this secret, no one will hesitate to try.

The night fell again.

That night, both Fu Lanyu and Qiao Yunzheng did not sleep. They were ready to go to the backyard to loosen the soil for Liu Shusong.

Of course, before leaving, the two of them also made a special confirmation to see if the oil lamp on the table had been buckled by the porcelain.

The main entrance cannot be walked through, and it is difficult to say whether it will be seen by other players through that corridor.

So I can only walk through the window.

Qiao Yunzheng opened the window sash with one hand, and with the shovel in the other hand, he leaped out gently and cleverly in a very handsome posture.

Even though he is so handsome, he doesn't fit that shovel no matter how he looks.

Fu Lanyu also jumped off the window sill and closed the window again.

As soon as she landed, she heard Qiao Yunzheng whispering: "Sister Lan, remember later, no matter what you hear, never look back."

Fu Lanyu was startled slightly, then nodded.

"I see."

Qiao Yunzheng took her hand from the side.

His fingertips are always cool, but in such a dark night, it is inexplicably calming.

Fu Lanyu didn't refuse, and the two of them walked side by side holding hands and walking towards the willow array in the backyard.

The moonlight was cold, the shadows of the trees in the courtyard were swaying, and the wind sounded bitterly.

Fu Lanyu looked down at his shadow under his feet, feeling a little strange in his heart.

She always felt that someone was following her not far away, even if the footsteps were very slight, she could still hear them with her keen ears.

But she dared not look back hastily.

Just as the two were walking through the atrium corridor and were about to step into the backyard, it was abrupt, and she suddenly heard someone calling her name behind her.

It was Qiao Yunzheng's voice, very close, as if it was close to her ear.

"Fu Lanyu."

"Fu Lanyu."

His tone was very worried and worried, as if eagerly trying to remind her.

"Fu Lanyu, come back soon, it's not me next to you, don't believe him!"

"Fu Lanyu, come back to me soon!"

The so-called not looking back in the middle of the night is actually derived from that ancient folklore.

If you are walking on the road in the middle of the night and hear someone calling your name behind you, remember not to look back.

When you turn your head, the lamp that gathers the Yang energy on your body goes out, and the ghost can take the opportunity to invade your body.

It's a pity that many people have not been able to pass this level, because ghosts will try all kinds of ways to lure them back, as long as they are human, there will always be moments of weakness.

Fu Lanyu suddenly sighed deeply.

Qiao Yunzheng, who was beside her, clenched her hand harder and harder: "What's the matter?"

"Someone called me from behind just now, it was your voice."

His eyes were cold: "What did you say?"

"Say you are fake, it is real."

Qiao Yunzheng relaxes. She can say that, it proves that she has not been fooled by ghosts.

"I'm here," he whispered, "don't believe anyone but me."

"Of course I won't believe it."

After all, the real Qiao Yunzheng would not call her directly, Fu Lanyu.

In the boundless night, the two still stayed on each other, starting from the first willow tree in the backyard, digging at the fastest speed.

It's impossible not to hide things in this wicked place.

...

Cui Lili has practiced a few sky hand skills in reality, and has also assisted the police in catching thieves. She has always been proud of her skill and boldness.

Some of the previous worlds were her own, and some she had spent money to hire someone to bring with her. She felt that she had seen everything she should have seen, and she was considered to be experienced.

She doesn't trust her current roommate, Wang Teng, who, at first glance, looks like a fool with well-developed limbs and a simple mind.

You still have to find clues on your own, and then you have the chance to win, and then you can consider who you want to ally with.

To find a reliable ally, you can't be that fool anyway.

So she took advantage of Wang Teng to fall asleep in the middle of the night, secretly got up and crawled out of the window, ready to go to the backyard to find out.

She didn't find a shovel today, but she found a small shovel. Although it is more compact, it is better than nothing. At most, it takes a bit of work to dig up the soil.

As a result, as soon as she walked halfway, she saw Fu Lanyu and Qiao Yunzheng who were also going to the backyard ahead.

...A couple of dog men and women hooked up so quickly, and they went in and out at the same time.

In fact, what she didn't want to admit was that she was a little jealous.

Qiao Yunzheng's appearance is completely what she likes.

It's a pity that he is blind and likes that little green tea **** who pretends.

She thought that the little green tea **** would definitely not live long. When the other party died, if the man was willing to ask himself for a few words, she might be able to ignore the predecessors and reluctantly share the clues with him.

In this way, while she was turning to the mess of thoughts, she lightly heeled behind them, intending to see what they were going to do.

The moonlight shone on the shadows of the trees, and the wind blew cold on the back of her neck.

The next moment, she suddenly heard Wang Teng's voice, and she would not have heard it wrong with that rough voice.

Wang Teng was calling her loudly.

"Cui Lili!"

"Cui Lili, come back soon! The two in front are ghosts, you don't want to die?"

She shuddered in her heart and turned her head subconsciously.

"What are you talking about..."

Only three words were asked in a sentence.

The voice stopped abruptly.

She found that she was empty behind her, and there was no one at all.

...

Wang Teng is still sleeping in bed.

He was in a daze, vaguely heard the sound of the window, when he frowned and got up to look, he saw Cui Lili slowly crawling in from the window sill.

"...Fuck!" He was taken aback, "What did you do? I'll call in ghosts later!"

Cui Lili sat next to the square table and said quietly, "I'm looking for clues."

"Have you found it?"

"No."

"...I know it." He snorted, turned over and lay back, "You're just bragging."

If I changed to Cui Lili in the daytime, I would have quarreled with him a long time ago.

But now Cui Lili didn't speak, she just sat there quietly, staring at his back.

It took a long time, until, like last night, the cry of the female ghost mourned again from the window.

Wang Teng seemed to be used to it too. He squinted his eyes and glanced at the oil lamp on the table, confirming that the oil lamp had been buckled with the large porcelain bowl, and then turned his back in peace.

He murmured: "It's like a wood-like pestle, and hysteria is spreading in the middle of the night? Why is the bed I left for you not enough? Who cares if you are a girl here? If you dislike me, hit the floor by yourself. go."

Cui Lili glanced at him, then turned to the window.

The moonlight entered the window, and the female ghost outside the window was facing the glass, grinning with a bright red lips, as if crying.

She and the female ghost looked at each other for a long time, and her sluggish eyes slowly became dark and hollow.

She finally got up and shuffled to the bed.

She reached out and pushed Wang Teng on the bed slightly slow.

"Wang Teng." She said dumbly, "Wang Teng, I'm hungry...I'm hungry..."

Wang Teng was pushed awake by her, with an impatient look on his face: "Fuck, all three meals are unpalatable like swill, who the **** is not hungry? How can I find food for you at night? Get away and don’t make me sleep. !"

"..."

Wang Teng was so tossed by Cui Lili, most of his sleep woke up, his stomach full of anger.

But he lay there waiting for a while, and he didn't hear Cui Lili talking again, and he didn't see her going to bed, and he couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

He turned his head and found that Cui Lili, who was standing next to the bed, had disappeared somehow.

"...Cui Lili?" An ominous premonition came out spontaneously. He felt hairy in his heart and couldn't help but yelled twice, "Cui Lili, where are you? Don't pretend to be a fool, I don't want to eat this set!"

No one answered for a while, but from the corner, there was a faint rustling sound, like a mouse gnawing something, which was especially clear in this silent night.

Wang Teng stroked the goose bumps on his arm, hesitated to get out of bed, put on his shoes, and followed the sound source.

In the moonlight, he saw Cui Lili squatting in the corner.

At this glance, he only felt his scalp numb, his pores exploded in fear, and cold sweat continued to flow down.

He backed up a few steps in a panic, and almost ran into the cabinet behind him.

Cui Lili's mouth is full of blood, and she is chewing on her right finger with relish, as if chewing chicken feet with pickled peppers.

Creak creak.

The joints of the index finger were all broken off, and she seemed to feel no pain.

The sound of teeth rubbing against bones made people shudder. Seeing that the flesh and skin of the whole hand had been chewed up, revealing the white bones, she was still in the mood, still sucking the dripping blood and scum.

She licked her lips, and then used the gnawed right hand to grab her left shoulder violently.

Her nails were like sharp fruit knives, and her clothes suddenly tore, and she forcibly tore a piece of flesh from her shoulders.

"It's delicious, delicious... so delicious..."

She stuffed the whole piece of meat into her mouth, chewed it hard, and muttered vaguely as she chewed.

The viscous blood soaked her white and blue clothes, flowed down the sleeves to the ground, and then gathered from the ground into a pond.

Suddenly, she was like eating mutton with a hand, tearing it with one hand until she ripped her left arm and ate it completely, completely turning into a blood-sparkling skeleton, hanging softly on her side.

She raised her head to look at Wang Teng, her face covered with blood. As she spoke, a large amount of plasma and minced meat poured out of her mouth. She bared at her blood-stained teeth and smiled at him.

That smile was full of happiness, so strange that it was frightening.

She asked Wang Teng, "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat?"

"..."

Wang Teng has traveled so many times, he has seen ghosts kill people, and he has also seen people kill people, but he has never seen the matter of eating himself.

Lonely and ignorant, he unfortunately witnessed the self-harm scene of his roommate in the middle of the night. At this time, his hair was on the back, his knees were weak, and he almost fainted.

If it weren't for his good psychological quality, it would be possible to scare him on the spot.

Cui Lili did not wait for his answer, nor was she disappointed, she just lowered her head again and continued to eat herself.

She finished eating her arms and shoulders, and began to tear the meat on her chest again. Her fingers were digging around on her chest, and a large amount of blood poured out every time she took it out, dyeing her trousers and shoes red.

Her sharp finger bones finally pierced into her chest unimpeded, and after a long while, she pulled out a beating **** heart, and opened her mouth to bite down.

Hearing the sound of "嗞——", the blood in that heart sprayed several feet away in an instant.

Cui Lili fell to the ground, opened her eyes round, and still had a contented smile on her face, so she died.

The room was quiet again, and there was only one brawny Wang Teng who was shaking like a sieve.

Wang Teng stared at Cui Lili's body, his eyes straightened, and it took a long time to come back to his senses.

He turned around numbly and walked back to the bed shivering, only to bend over and throw up uncontrollably as soon as his hand touched the quilt.

This is destined to be a sleepless night.

Fu Lanyu and Qiao Yunzheng dug a willow tree in the backyard all night, until the east was white and the sky was shining, then they returned the same way and turned into the room through the window.

Do you want to say that there are gains? There is indeed.

Qiao Yunzheng dug under one of the willow trees and found a wooden box pasted with talisman paper. Inside the box was a jade pendant tied with a red string.

In terms of shape, this jade pendant looks like a yin and yang fish of Tai Chi and Eight Diagrams, but only the white half, the black half has not been found.

"It is impossible for the system to bury both jade pendants under the willow tree so easily, and the other half must be hidden elsewhere."

"In short, you take this half first."

Fu Lanyu was lying on the bed and napping, Qiao Yunzheng leaned down and slipped the jade pendant into her coat pocket.

She opened her eyes and stared at him.

Qiao Yunzheng leaned on the edge of the bed with one hand, looking down at her slightly.

"Why, don't sleep for a while anymore?"

Unexpectedly, Fu Lanyu hadn't answered yet, he heard a scream at the end of the corridor.

This game is customary, always with a scream to kick off the player's death.

Sometimes the male player yells, sometimes the female player yells, it doesn't matter who calls them, the effect is the same anyway.

I've traveled so many times, why make a fuss?

"Now I can't sleep if I want to sleep." She turned over and got out of bed, "Go, go and see."

The two went straight to the room at the end and saw that a lot of people had gathered at the door, and the old man in gray was holding a broom and dustpan, and a wide cloth bag, packing Cui Lili's body.

Cui Lili died in a terrible state, half of her body seemed to have been bitten by a wild beast.

She was still staring straight at this side with her eyes, and a strange smile solidified on her blood-stained face.

The little couple cuddled together, Shu Ying buried her face in her boyfriend's arms. Obviously she couldn't see this kind of scene. Her boyfriend patted her on the back and was comforting in a low voice.

Gu Mochi stood aside and looked at Wang Teng who was squatting beside the bed coldly. There was dry vomit on the bed, which was very unsightly.

He asked: "Mr. Wang, your roommate is dead, do you have nothing to say?"

Wang Teng was unshaven, dark circles under his eyes, and he looked like he was ten years old overnight.

"Guan Laozi's shit." He cursed feebly, "This lady wants to run out in the middle of the night to find clues. I don't know what ghost I hit. When I came back, I started to chew on myself, and asked if I was hungry... Yes! Who did I provoke?!"

Fu Lanyu suddenly remembered that someone seemed to be following him last night, and now it seems that the opponent is likely to be Cui Lili.

Do not look back in the middle of the night, it is estimated that Cui Lili is the way of ghosts.

"She broke the rules, right? Oh, when she went out in the middle of the night, the female ghost was crying outside. How could it be possible that she didn't get caught?"

The male player who spoke was Dou Chao, with prominent cheekbones and low eyebrows. He was born with a shrewd and mean look. Yesterday, he satirically started the game like a blind date. It can be seen that it is not good.

Everyone didn't answer the conversation, they all looked into the house in silence.

At this moment, the old man in gray had already cleaned the ground meat, put Cui Lili's body into a cloth bag, and dragged out.

Before leaving the room, he slowly tore off the rice paper with Cui Lili's name on the door.

Wang Teng asked behind him: "Hey, this room has been dead, can I change the room?"

The gray-clothed old man turned his head, with a smile on his pale face.

"can not."

"……Hold."

This means that until the end of the game, he will have to face the blood on the floor and sleep with his own vomit.

As soon as the corpse was processed, even if the early morning episode was over, the players were obviously disgusted by the ground meat, and they didn't go to the lobby for breakfast.

Except Fu Lanyu and Qiao Yunzheng.

For Fu Lanyu, one bite of everything is good or not, and good health is the first priority. Otherwise, how to deal with the monsters?

She drank a bowl of porridge and went back to the room with Qiao Yunzheng. On the way, she saw that the young couple took a small **** and walked towards the backyard, as if they were going to the soil of the pine, pines and willow trees.

It's a pity that they are a step late, and the things buried under the willow tree are now in her pockets.

In the corridor, Dou Chao and his female partner whispered to each other, seemingly discussing something.

Seeing the two approaching, Dou Chao straightened up and assumed a nonchalant appearance.

The two sides passed by, and Fu Lanyu calmly glanced at him.

Strangely, she happened to meet his eyes.

The author has something to say: ※※The following are some explanations about the game※※

1. In view of the doubts of some readers, for example, if a new player competes with an old player in the game, is it true that they can't survive two or three rounds at all; what if the male and female protagonist and friends are on platinum and all go through one round?

Regarding this, in fact, the system has a mechanism that will be balanced according to the situation. Although occasionally a bunch of great gods will sign an appointment to enter the Bronze Game, most of the newcomer players are matched to the rookie game (as much as there is luck)

There are so many players, and all the people you want to know match up to one round. It is really a low probability thing. If you want to avoid risks absolutely, you can sign a contract in pairs. You can choose a time period to sign the contract. Don’t choose the same time. , It will definitely not match to the same round.

2. There is also the question of why this system is so dogmatic and why it can only live three people.

This dog system, called [Survivor Escape System], was inspired by a niche movie "Escape Room".

The system selects players who survived various accidents and accidents. The purpose is to let these so-called lucky players decide the luckiest batch. Therefore, the survival rate is set to be extremely low, and there are often The ingredients to test luck (for details, refer to the witch killing in the mirror in the previous volume)

In short, don't ask, ask is systemic neuropathy.