Chapter Twenty-Five: The Death Count
The day finally came, and as long as it was twelve o'clock at noon, the mission would be completely over, and I don't know who would have the last laugh. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Zhou Ming stood in the courtyard and shouted to Ning Chuan and the others: "Everyone prepare, I will prepare a banquet at ten o'clock, and I must not refuse this time." With that, he laughed and left.
"Leave him alone, we'll stay until noon and leave." Zhang Guang said while still lying on the bed.
"It's not that simple, it's definitely not just hiding here, today is the last moment, who knows what restrictions the ghost will unlock, just now the village chief said that you must not refuse, maybe if you continue to hide, it will cause death." Ning Chuan told everyone to get up and prepare mentally.
At nine o'clock, the courtyard began to be lively, and the villagers began to busy making feasts. But all of them look like ghosts!!
"You see, the demons are already dancing outside, and the villagers are no longer hiding it. Jiang Wen pointed to the window and said.
"Really, this meal seems to be the last hurdle. Zhao Mingze sighed.
"Ten o'clock is here, the feast is ready, and you can take your seats. Zhou Ming shouted.
"Go, get out, get seated. ā
Everyone walked out of the room firmly.
Zhou Ming sat on the upper seat due north, there were two seats on each side about five meters below, Jiang Wenningchuan sat on the west side, Zhang Guang Zhao Mingze sat on the east side, the table was full of tempting food, but there was a ghost standing on each side of the four people, how could this posture make people eat.
Zhou Ming drank a little wine leisurely, and didn't care about everyone.
The cold sweat of everyone was already soaking their clothes, and the two powerful ghosts around them who didn't know when they would suddenly kill people were difficult to choose whether to eat or not to eat the food on the table.
Suddenly, Zhou Ming took out an hourglass from his pocket and put it on the table, and said, "Isn't the food to everyone's taste?"
No one answered, and no one touched the food, but what was the hourglass for?
Half an hour passed, and Zhou Ming laughed hideously: "Everyone, the hourglass has been leaked, since everyone has not eaten food, it can only be selected randomly." ā
"What do you mean, pick at random, pick what?" is anyone's confused.
Suddenly, the ghost next to Zhao Mingze, one held his body, the other hugged his head, and twisted it directly, and Zhao Mingze died without even screaming. However, the ghost did not intend to stop, and continued to twist it round and round until he twisted his head off and threw it into the oil pan in the back.
"Okay, okay, let's continue, let's continue, but in order to increase the entertainment, come and put up a black screen for the inspectors. ā
Zhang Guang wanted to move, but was pressed to his seat by the ghost. Everyone couldn't see each other now, only the sound of the hourglass being rearranged, and the timer of life and death began again!
Everyone was anxious: "Eat, or not eat, if you don't eat Zhao Mingze, it will be the end, if you eat, it should trigger other traps, but at least you won't die immediately, eating is obviously the best choice." ā
"Then take a gamble!" Ning Chuan clenched the corner of the table tightly and decided not to eat.
The deadly voice rang out again.
"It's time, this time there is a person who eats food, you can enter the next game link, and you can go out after completing all the items, but there are still two people who haven't eaten, so who is the person who died this time?" Zhou Ming let out a smug smile at this moment.
There is another one between the two of them, will that person be Ning Chuan?