Rules-based ghost talk game

The group of people arrived at the deepest part of the cave, which was covered with small mounds of earth and a pit six to seven meters deep and about one and a half meters high.

The pit spreads toward the north, which is probably the direction the rescue team is digging. After communicating with the climbers through the radio before, those three people must have tried digging.

"We dig out from here?"

Chen An was stunned for a moment. This method of getting out was a bit outrageous. How long would it take to dig?

"This is it, you can't go wrong."

Brother Scar pointed at his slightly blue eyes and said: "Let's go out to find tools and start working."

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In fact, the excavation project was not as difficult as Chen An imagined.

They found some sloping wood from outside, poked the soil to loosen it, and piled it aside. They didn't waste much time. They only dug about five meters away before they saw the light.

"Only five meters?"

Chen An pursed his lips slightly, looked at the light passing through the soil, and sighed in his heart.

If the original climber had persisted just a little longer...just a little longer.

There wouldn't be any subsequent tragedy.

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In the small room, there is a gray-white ceiling, an unlit headlamp covered with a plastic lampshade... a familiar gray-white desk bought from the second-hand market... the most expensive one in the house, comfortable, with

Big bed with thick latex mattress...

In the warmth and comfort, Chen An opened his eyes.

He felt dizzy and his body was a little weak.

He picked up the water glass on the bedside and took a sip of water to moisturize his dry throat.

"Huh... I'm confused, what time is it now?"

Chen An rubbed his eyes and yawned. Golden light shone through the gaps in the pink floral curtains. It was probably morning.

I glanced at my cell phone on the edge of the quilt. It was now half past six in the morning.

"I feel like I had a nightmare and I didn't get a good rest."

Chen An muttered and lifted the quilt.

"hiss..."

Quickly put the quilt back on you.

It's late...the cool air is coming in.

Chen An frowned, gritted his teeth, and seemed to have made a lot of determination, then he suddenly opened the quilt, sat up, and grabbed the clothes, pants and underwear on the chair.

After fussing on the bed for a while, with faint dark circles under his eyes, he stood up listlessly, put on his slippers, opened the door, and walked towards the toilet.

Hua Hua Hua...

After being released along the swollen lower abdomen, Chen An always felt like his head was like a ball of paste. It felt like a lot of things happened in his dream, but he had forgotten them when he woke up.

"It would be nice if I could remember what I dreamed about. I feel like it could be popular as a novel."

Chen An shook his head, pulled up his pants, and washed his face.

The cold water was slapped on my face, and I suddenly became sober.

Slowly walking to the living room, opening the window and taking a deep breath of the cold air, Chen An showed a little intoxication on his face.

"Ah, fresh air, beautiful sunshine, a new day has begun again."

Returning to the bedroom, shaking the mouse to wake up the computer that had been idle all night, Chen An almost relied on muscle memory to click on the platform for writing novels.

When I went backstage and took a look, I found that my novel's statistics were still bleak. It had been seven years since I wrote the book, but it still didn't have a single living reader.

"Why."

Sighing, Chen An rubbed his hungry belly. Although he was a writer of suspense and supernatural novels, he was only an "eighteenth-tier" writer. Perhaps, this was too high a level.

Go to the street.

You still have to eat, and you have to live your life. Before you can realize your dream of writing novels and reaching the pinnacle of your life, you have to have bread first.

Chen An tidied up, changed his clothes, put on his shoulder bag, wrapped himself in a black plush coat, put on his hood, lowered his head and unscrewed the door lock.

“I’ll have time to eat before going to work.”

Chen An lives in an old-fashioned community, which was assigned to a house about thirty or forty years ago. There are mostly elderly people in the community, but not many young people.

As a result, we are very familiar with each other, and the neighbors have a rare atmosphere of the old times.

This is also something that makes Chen An feel happy, just like meeting the neighbor's big sister every morning when she goes out.

"Little Chen An."

A cold female voice came, like an elegant lark, sweet and moving.

Chen An looked up and saw that she was indeed the neighbor's eldest sister.

Liu Yijia wore a low-necked off-white sweater today, with her breasts half exposed and her shoulders rosy. Her lower body was in professional black stockings and high heels.

Outside, she put on a light pink down jacket, which she probably put on just before going out. Before she could tie it on, her proud breasts were exposed.

"Sister Yijia, good morning."

Chen An had a bright smile on his face, and his character was that of a sunny little milk wolf who relied on his own efforts.

What if Sister Yijia falls in love with me that day?

"Go to work."

Liu Yijia was buttoning her down jacket, her face was flushed, and the temperature in the corridor was much lower than indoors.

Chen An's floor is the second floor, and his and Liu Yijia's room doors are located in the center of the corridor.

"OK."

Chen An yawned. He felt so sleepy. Why don't he go to work and fish for fun? I don't know if there will be much going on today.

"You just don't pay attention to rest."

Liu Yijia glared at Chen An, stretched out Bai Su's finger, and gently poked Chen An's dark circles.

"Look, there are dark circles under my eyes. You can't just rely on your youth to stay up late every day. You have to pay attention to your health."

"Okay, okay, sister Yijia, I understand."

"Hey, come find me after get off work in the evening. I bought a new facial mask here. It's very useful. I'll give you a box."

Chen An bared his teeth.

What kind of facial mask do grown men use?

"No, I am naturally beautiful." Chen An and Liu Yijia walked outside side by side.

"You have to pay attention to that!"

Liu Yijia hugged Chen An's shoulders, and Chen An felt her shoulders were soft.

"It's necessary. Do you know it? This is your sister Yijia's kindness!"

Liu Yijia's voice was cold and a little waxy, and Chen An's face turned slightly red.

"Okay, got it."

"That's right, he is my good brother."

Liu Yijia smiled and rubbed Chen An's head.

Looking at Sister Yijia with a smile on her face, Chen An felt a little warm in her heart.

Even though life is making things difficult for me and my family has long gone, living like this seems pretty good.

When I first moved here and it was very difficult, I relied on the help of my neighbors. Later, I got a stable job and my life gradually got better.

Including Chen An himself, there are four families living on this floor. They live in harmony with each other. There are old people and children, and they are all like one family.

He always helps anyone who has difficulties on weekdays. Sister Yijia is the goddess in Chen An's heart.

He is gentle and generous, virtuous in running the family, has a cheerful personality, and has received a good education. He is a graduate student.

When he walked to the door, Chen An saw a little head appearing not far away.

"Hey, isn't this a little tiger?"

Chen An smiled and was about to say hello when he saw the six-year-old boy rushing over.

"Wow, the universe superman transforms! Charge!!!"

This naughty kid.

Fortunately, Xiao Huzi has a good personality and has sensible parents at home. It’s just that the boy is restless by nature. Sometimes he gets a little noisy.

Hi, we understand each other. For example, I and Sister Yijia are often invited to eat braised pork at Xiao Huzi’s house.

The little tiger with a shaved head and an Ultraman toy in his hand rushed over and got between Chen An and Sister Yijia.

The collision caused both him and Liu Yijia to stumble.

"Hey, this kid." Chen An said with a smile: "Sister Yijia, I heard that you taught the little tiger mother to sew a sweater two days ago? You said you know how to do everything, you are good-looking, and you are a virtuous housekeeper.

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Which man is worthy of you from now on?"

Chen An's words stopped abruptly at this point.

He looked at Sister Yijia with dull eyes.

I saw,

Liu Yijia slowly turned her head and grabbed the little tiger's ears.

The little tiger head burst into tears.

"Wow, wow, it hurts, it hurts!"

"I said you, you didn't know how to apologize when you bumped into someone? How did your parents educate you? How old are you when you are running around here?"

"Hey, Sister Yijia, it's almost done. The little tiger is just a little noisy, and this kid is not a bear."

Chen An felt a little surprised. Why did Sister Yijia suddenly feel like she had taken gunpowder, even though she was so normal just now?

Fortunately, little Hutou is not that kind of bad boy. He is always polite to people he meets, just like a little adult.

"Liu Yijia! Bitch! Get out of here, grandpa!"

The little tiger's eyes suddenly turned red. He grabbed Liu Yijia's arm with his teeth and claws and bit down!

"Fuck you."

Liu Yijia's eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes. The expression on her face was originally a gentle smile, but at this moment, it turned into anger, ferocious, and twisted!

The ugliness expressed purely out of emotion is vividly highlighted.

Liu Yijia screamed sharply.

"You little bastard, come here and tell me again? Isn't my sister too rude to you about Lao Shizi's things? Your mother is not a good person either. She doesn't even know about your father or the thieves outside, right?"

"Bitch! Bitch! Shut up! Bitch! You don't know how many people are out there! Mom told me!"

"What the hell did you say? Tell me clearly, you little bastard, you deserve to die, you deserve to die!"

"Bitch! You deserve to die! Your whole family deserves to die!"