The fat man in front of him is obviously fake.

Because what I said about borrowing a step to speak is actually the spoken language of a fat man, and especially whenever a fat man is ready to do something, he will definitely say this sentence.

I remember the first time I met the fat man was in the temple.

In order to help me kill my senior brother, the fat man asked the senior brother to take a step to speak before framing the senior brother.

As a result, when the fat man's elder brother just came to the fat man, before he could say that the fat man directly inserted two knives into the senior brother's body.

Now that I say this, if it were a real fat person, I would never come.

But the fat man in front of me walked towards me step by step, although the other party didn't speak, but from the point of view of appearance, there was almost no difference from the real fat man.

At this moment, seeing the fat man, less than half a meter away from me, I took a step forward with my left foot, picked up the Yin and Yang Sword with my right hand, and ran straight towards the opponent's chest.

In the next second, my yin and yang sword was directly inserted into the fat man's fat body, but the fat man did not leave blood.

Immediately after that, the guy lay limply on the ground, and then turned into a puddle of sewage, which slowly seeped into the cracks in the floor.

I don't know, it's impossible for me to kill the other party with this move, but at least it solves the urgent need.

Suddenly, when I looked back at the pillar, I realized that something was wrong.

Ever since I entered the room, he has been lying on the bed, reading his book.

I have the impression that this guy is a rather introverted guy.

As far as I know, this young man is in college, and from the outside, he is a student who loves to study, loves sports, and only likes to be alone, listen to songs, and read books.

I can understand this, but what I can't understand is that the fat man is standing right in front of me, and when he comes, he is menacing, and when he dies, he turns into blood.

In the process of this whole series, it was completely staged in front of this young man, but the young man seemed to have seen nothing, lying on his bed with a book in his hand, watching quietly.

It's weird.

If you are on the river or the seashore and you see a person sitting quietly there fishing, you don't think it's strange, but if you see a person sitting in the middle of the desert and fishing with a hook, it has to be said to be strange.

If this young man can still see in this situation, then it is called a ghost.

I posted it in front of this young man, and when I looked closely, I found that the book this young man was holding did not have a word on it.

What the hell is this guy looking at?

I silently carried the Yin and Yang Sword behind my body.

If the timing isn't right, I'm ready to do it as quickly as possible.

The fat man in WeChat once told me that they are now in different rooms, and they have encountered different troubles, and consciousness has made us fight each other, step by step.

It means that this room can no longer accommodate us.

At first, when I came to this room, I was the only one, and the other party didn't seem to hurt the killer, and scared and scared us and drove us out.

The second is that when I came to live here, I brought the little ghost head with me.

Obviously, the second time the other party has begun to kill the killer, if it weren't for the luck of me and the little ghost head to escape in the water, eighty percent would have no chance to do so.

And we came to this room again and again, and it was obvious that the owner of this room was furious, and I was afraid that he would use all his magic to fight with us.

I looked back at the young man on the bed, his headphones had fallen to the ground, and when I listened closely, I found that what came out of the headphones was not the sound of music at all, but a kind of recording.

Interestingly, what is playing in this recorder is not someone else's, it is our own.

Ever since we came to this room, whatever the three of us said, it turned out that everyone else had been recorded, and this young man listened back and forth with headphones on.

I don't think there's anything nice about the three of us talking.

And I don't think there's anything nice about the book in this lad's hand.

Although I am not a person who reads books a lot, at least I know that if there is not even a word in a book, even if Wang Xizhi is alive, he will never be able to read a word.

I walked slowly to the young man and asked softly, "Brother, what book are you reading?" So focused! ”

The young man slowly put down the book in his hand, and put it right in front of my eyes.

I glanced down, only to find that there were inexplicable drawings on the book, which had not existed a single word.

The picture is constantly moving on the book, as if it were alive.

What's worse is that this picture was drawn, not someone else, but just the three people we came in.

The location shown in the picture is in this villa.

The book in front of me was completely transformed into a comic strip, like an iPad, with animations playing on it.

The first picture is my room, and I can see myself standing on the bed in the comic strip, and at the same time I have a knife stuck in my chest, and the blood is flowing down and stained with the sheets, and the young man next to me is standing next to me, dancing with his hands.

Then the comic changed another room, which was the room where the fat man was.

In this sentence, I saw the fat man sitting on the ground alone, with scars all over his body, and the narcissus next to him was actually holding two big scissors in his hands, and he was giggling while circling around the fat man.

Then the picture changes again, don't think about it, this time the scene is the room where the little ghost head is.

I saw that the little ghost had stripped off his clothes and was sleeping with Bai Xue.

Bai Xue pressed the little ghost's head on the bed fiercely, and then opened her mouth, gently sucking the yang energy of the little ghost's body.

The little ghost kept struggling, but it seemed that Bai Xue had a smell that made people unconscious, and she kept asking for the little ghost head, drowsy.

It didn't take long for the little ghost to start to get skinny all over his body, and he died in bed.

I went up and closed the book, and I smiled and said, "It's a pretty good book." ”

Dong Liang replied: "This is a novel, and the content of the novel comes from reality, beyond reality!" ”

I understand what this means, and what the pillars mean is that it won't be long before a few of us will end up in the game over, just like the one expressed in this comic.

I walked to the side of the zoo, threw the comic book into the other party's arms and said, "I think I can't open this door, if I can open it, that fat man won't come to warn me in WeChat, I thought you were the only normal person in this family, but you are also a gang!" ”

Dong Liang slowly walked down from the bed and said to me: "This book is not good, let's not read it, can you do me a favor, there is a special favorite football, rolled under the bed, can you help me pull it out?" ”

I looked down and felt under the bed, and I found a bone, which I pulled out and saw that it was a human leg bone.

The pillar shook his head, indicating that it was not football.