Rules-based ghost talk game

rabbit?

Chen An's face turned pale, his pupils suddenly shrank, and the fear buried in his memory was instantly activated.

Suddenly, he remembered the gnawing marks on the male monster in front of the thatched house, the mangled face, and the pairs of red pupils hidden in the dark shadows!

"Close the door quickly!"

At this moment, Yin Qiaoxian suddenly shouted.

In front of everyone's eyes, Liu Neng's throat seemed to be blocked by something and suddenly swelled...

With the swelling like swallowing, Liu Neng's mouth with a strange smile suddenly opened, and a touch of white slowly appeared in the deep red mouth.

It was a rabbit with red pupils.

A rabbit with an extremely anthropomorphic face.

A rabbit with an ape face!

The rabbit crawled out of Liu Neng's throat with the same weird smile and a twisted and horrifying face!

This weird rabbit is only the size of a palm, but it looks like an ugly dwarf. As it climbs out, it becomes more and more anthropomorphic. Its ape-like face is covered with wrinkles and white down, and its pair of oily rabbit ears are drooping.

He spoke, the sharp teeth at the corners of his mouth flashing with a cold light.

"hiss!"

Its sharp sound made Chen An's ears hurt. At this moment, the "squeaking" sounds around him became more and more dense and compact!

Chen An heard the sound of footsteps, like the sound of countless rabbits stepping on the grass and running towards the temple!

boom!

The broken wooden door was closed by several people, dust spewed out from the gaps, and the entire temple was covered with a light layer of dust.

The atmosphere...is a bit quiet.

The crying woman hugged her shoulders and shivered. She huddled in the corner, choking.

Brother Scar clenched his fists, his eyes full of anger and fear.

Yin Qiaoxian's expression was cold, she sighed and said:

"My condolences, this is the world of the story. Cruel and inhumane."

Wang Ziyan, the girl in purple leather, looked a little unnatural, and she said: "I...I didn't expect such a situation to happen..."

The honest and honest middle-aged man also sighed, patted Wang Ziyan on the back, and said: "It's not your fault, we all agreed for Xiao Liu to go out."

"You mean this is our problem?" Brother Scar suddenly said angrily.

"Stop arguing, stop arguing...wuwuwu, we...can we still get out of here alive?"

...

The restlessness around him made Chen An feel frightened and a little irritable.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the statue of the Earth God, trying hard to find his thoughts.

Then, he glanced at Yin Qiaoxian and found that the little girl's face was also a little pale, her expression was depressed, and her appearance was a little frightened.

Hey, she's still a little girl after all, right?

Chen An shook his head.

Human beings are the spirit of all things. Perhaps the most praiseworthy and strong quality is adaptability.

In a short period of time, Chen An's mind was like riding a terrifying train to hell, wandering back and forth between heaven and abyss.

He looked at the statue of the Land Lord and suddenly felt a little angry.

It's like, above this dark sky, there is a pair of eyes covering the entire story world, watching them in the dark, laughing at them, and playing with them.

"rule..."

Chen An suddenly thought of this matter again...

From the beginning, after he woke up, what he relied on prevented him from being bewitched by monsters, allowing him to identify the source of "reality"...

Follow the rules.

Suddenly, Chen An was stunned. He felt a chill running through his back, rushing straight to his brain. His thoughts became clear in this moment!

"Could it be that we thought wrong from the beginning?"

Chen An woke up suddenly.

"The name of this game is a rules-based ghost story game, and the rules are naturally implemented in the overall situation!"

He took out his phone and quickly scrolled through the rules for this story.

Guide rules...temple rules...

Suddenly, Chen An noticed a rule, a rule that he had ignored before...

There was a wry smile on the corner of his mouth.

Shaking his head, he said to himself: "It turns out... the way to break the situation was told to us at the beginning."

Chen An looked at Yin Qiaoxian, he motioned to the little girl to come over, then squatted down and whispered softly into Yin Qiaoxian's ear.

As she listened, Yin Qiaoxian's eyes also lit up.

She said softly: "You are not stupid either... This is the right answer!"

Chen An nodded, stood up, coughed twice, and said to everyone:

"Guys, I think...I found a way to break the situation..."

This sentence is like a stone thrown into a calm pool, and the ripples spread slowly in the small temple.

The crying woman stopped crying, raised her head, and looked at Chen An with red eyes.

Brother Scar, his body trembled slightly, and under his hair that was as messy as seaweed, he looked at Chen An with his sharp eyes.

Wang Ziyan, a simple and honest middle-aged man, also came over.

"What can I do?" Brother Scar asked.

Chen An smiled and said: "Please forgive me for not being able to say it directly, but we just need to make a game, a game that everyone has played."

"Who is undercover."

In the temple, you can hear the quiet needle drop...

Everyone held their breath, waiting for Chen An to continue speaking.

Chen An took out his phone, shook it, and said: "Our game phones all have a writing pad function. We just need to use this to make a game about who is the undercover agent."

"But before that, I need to ask everyone for your absolute trust in me."

"You can suspect that I am a monster, but if you trust me at this moment, I will explain the logic after the game is over, and you can make your own decision on whether you are trustworthy or not."

"After all, a person who plays with a clipboard and is an undercover agent is safe."

Chen An's hair was also a little messy from running around, his face was dirty, and his body was stained with dried blood.

But his eyes were bright and full of hope.

"I agree."

"If you have a way, just try it."

"At least it's safe."

"I trust you."

everyone said.

Liu Neng's death was never mentioned again.

Those who are alive must find ways to survive, and those who are dead must die.

...

"The first question is, how many eyes does a person have?"

Chen Andao: "Please write your answers on the notepad on your mobile phone, but please don't let others see it."

Soon, Chen An read what everyone had written one by one.

The answer is naturally "two".

He nodded and said: "Second question, how many noses does a person have and where are they?"

The answer this time is also very unusual.

"One, in the center of the face."

Everyone's answer is similar, but the way of describing it is slightly different.

At this time, the surrounding atmosphere seemed a little strange and calm.

Yin Qiaoxian looked at Chen An silently, and the others were also a little confused.

However, the corners of Yin Qiaoxian's mouth slowly curved.

She already understood what Chen An wanted to express.