Darkness shrouded 234's dormitory, the flames flickered, the tip of the pen slowly rotated, and every time it struck a person in its fingers, the black mist surged once.

Luo Mang is more reckless, and this time he was a little hesitant when he encountered a game that endangered his life.

He asked himself, should he gamble?

At this time, Luo Mang found that when the tip of the pen turned the fourteenth turn, it stopped in his direction.

Chen Xi, Hu Jing, and Zhou Wenbin's eyes all fell on Luo Mang, Luo Mang is the number one macho man in the 234 dormitory, tall and mighty, and an athlete in the school games.

Feeling the gaze of his roommate, Luo Mang's rough nerves immediately thought of not the danger of life, but the fact that a man could not be cowardly.

"It's grandma's, I've never been afraid of anyone in my life, isn't it the curse of the supernatural game, come on!"

Luo Mang grinned and casually pulled out a mess, "When I was eighteen years old, I jumped into the stinky ditch to touch the mice, took it home and roasted it to eat, crunchy. ”

Chen Xi originally thought that Luo Mang would be cowardly, but he didn't expect this guy's troubles to come as soon as he opened his mouth.

Who is eighteen years old and still jumping into the stinky ditch?

But when Chen Xi thought that it was Luo Mang, there was really such a possibility.

Poof, Hu Jing laughed, and then the head of the room also laughed.

The atmosphere that had been silent and oppressive was destroyed.

"Luo Mang, you won't really jump, why does it sound like that."

"Go, don't mess around." Luo Mang put on an expression of who is serious and who is anxious.

Poof, Luo Mang's candle also completed the self-extinguishing step.

After Chen Xi laughed, he said seriously: "Luo Mang, be careful, the punishment should be coming soon." ”

Luo Mang was waiting for him, and in the surprised eyes of his roommates, he made a standard squat start, ready to start at any time, ready to start and dodge the knife in an instant.

However, the means of punishment are not limited to falling knives.

No, Chen Xi heard a sound of footsteps coming from the corridor, and someone was approaching here step by step.

Two steps, four steps, six steps.

The sound of this footstep was so clear and powerful that all of Luo Mang's muscles tensed, ready to go on a rampage at any moment.

Three seconds later, footsteps stopped outside the dormitory door, and three crisp knocks rang out.

Bang, bang, bang.

The knock on the door is rhythmic, as if the time of the knock has been calculated.

Luo Mang took a deep breath, still maintaining a ready starting posture, and shouted towards the door: "Who! ”

"Luo Mang is not here, there is your takeaway, slightly spicy fried rice." The man outside the door shouted.

Luo Mang looked confused and looked at Chen Xi, who had a deep understanding of the midnight murder pen game.

Chen Xi was also confused, and shook his head to indicate that he didn't know.

"Why don't you look at your phone, have you ordered takeout?" Chen Xi reminded.

After Chen Xi's mention, Luo Mang's face changed in shock, "It seems that at eight o'clock in the evening, I ordered a fried rice takeaway, but the takeaway has not been delivered, I forgot about it, I should ask for a refund." ”

Hearing Luo Mang's words, the room chief's expression was very confused, "Why do you want to order takeout?" ”

"I'm hungry." Luo Mang said without thinking.

Chen Xi frowned secretly, is it such a coincidence?

"Well, we should let the delivery guy get out of here now, after all, we're still playing supernatural games......" Hu Jing, who had a low sense of presence, muttered quietly.

Luo Mang's eyes lit up, and he shouted directly: "Yes, yes, classmates outside the door, I don't want to take out, you go back quickly!" ”

"Go back?" The delivery man asked in a whisper.

Bang!

The sound of thunder sounded outside the door.

"You're telling me to go back?" The decibel of the delivery man's voice suddenly increased by a few notches.

"Lao Tzu worked hard for four hours to get to the door of your dormitory.

Four hours!

You asked me to send it back?

Why don't you send it once to try it?

Why don't you die! ”

The roar was like thunder, making the faces of the four of them change.

Chen Xi frowned, looked around and picked up the fruit knife that was inserted into the ground.

When the fruit knife was pulled out, the cold light was shining, and just staring at the blade, I couldn't help but squint, not daring to look at the edge of the blade.

"It seems that you can't hide, Luo Mang, you take it, and stab him if necessary."

"Hmm." Luo Mang canceled the starting action, got up and took the fruit knife, and looked solemn.

Gah, the dormitory doorknob has moved.

In front of everyone's eyes, no one opened the door for him, and the door moved itself, like a black pen turning without wind, slowly twisting downward.

Then the vermilion dormitory door was opened, and a figure in a yellow takeaway suit stood outside the door.

Bang!

The thunder flashed, as bright as day.

The scene at the doorway resembles a black-and-white old-fashioned photograph of the delivery man's hideous face, bloodshot eyes open, and eerie black-red pupils.

In the blink of an eye, the delivery man threw off the takeaway box, stretched out his right hand into the darkness, copied a pitch-black iron rod from nowhere, and rushed over.

When Luo Mang saw this, his heart and liver were about to pop out.

"Go!" Chen Xi and the head of the room both shouted.

Luo Mang took a deep breath, picked up the chair with his left hand and threw it over, his right hand clenched the handle of the knife, and strode forward.

Bang.

The delivery man hit the chair with a black stick, and the chair was knocked flying in response.

The man in the yellow takeaway suit was stunned because of this, his center of gravity shifted back, and his body stiffened slightly.

It was this second of pause that Luo Mang came, with the fruit knife that sharpened bricks like mud.

"Die!"

Luo Mang looked crazy and stabbed directly towards the heart.

I saw a cold light flashing.

Burst!

The fruit knife stabbed into the heart of the takeaway man in response, and there was no suspense!

Then Chen Xi, Zhou Wenbin and Hu Jing followed, holding chairs in their hands and smashing them violently.

With three bangs, the delivery man was smashed without a backhand, and was directly knocked to the ground by everyone, and the black stick also slid down.

The four of them didn't dare to stop and take a breath, Luo Mang kept locking the neck of the delivery man with his arms, and the head of the room locked the delivery person's arms.

Hu Jing sat on the waist of the delivery man, and Chen Xi picked up the black iron rod, ready to smash people at any time.

The rampaging delivery man was suppressed, unable to exert a single ounce of strength and unable to move.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief that it should be safe.

Chen Xi glanced at the back of the delivery man, there was a protruding silver tip, and when he looked closely, it was the tip of the fruit knife, and it turned out that the fruit knife had pierced the delivery man's body.

"Huh?"

There was no blood from the delivery man's wounds, but a few wisps of black smoke came out, flying into the air and slowly disappearing.

Hearing Chen Xi's voice, everyone also took a look at the delivery man's wound.

The wound at the tip of the knife continued to spill black smoke like catkins, slowly melting into the air and disappearing.

Delivery people are not flesh and blood!

"Not a living person!"

Luo Mang's hands trembled a little, what the hell is going on with this strange life.

In the face of the unknown, Luo Mang was very uneasy, for fear that this delivery man would suddenly transform into an alien and tear the four people present apart directly.

"It's disappearing, you see, the rate of tobacco loss is accelerating."

The black smoke from the wound became more and more emitted, melted into the air and dissipated.

"Really." Chen Xi said in surprise.

But when you think about it, when people bleed, don't they also bleed more and more?

Could it be that these catkins are the blood of this "person"?

After a while, the delivery man had disappeared into a cloud of smoke.

There were no rampaging delivery people, and the tense heartstrings of the four slowed down slightly.

But before they could catch their breath, there was a gurgling sound in the room - the black pen was turning!

The hearts of the four of them tensed again, and the game was still going on.

There are two candles that are still burning, one is Hu Jing and the other is Chen Xi.

The four men fell silent and returned to their places.

During this period, Luo Mang lifted his clothes to look at his muscles, he was still a macho man with eight-pack abs, and he couldn't see the specific enhancement effect, and it was estimated that he would have to run a few laps to estimate whether his physical fitness had been enhanced.

The black pen was still spinning, and it stopped in the direction of Hu Jing's candle on the seventh lap.

Hu Jing's mouth was trembling, and it took a minute before he said: "When I was nine years old, my mother also bought me a girl's dress, a floral dress, with photos. ”

After saying that, the candle continued to burn and did not go out.

The black pen begins to turn.

Chen Xi and the three of them were stunned, the candle was not extinguished, no supernatural punishment occurred, and the black pen began to rotate directly, what did it mean?

Hu Jing told the truth!

I wanted to complain about why Hu Jing's mother also had the heart of her son's women's clothes, but now the three roommates are silent.

It seems that Hu Jing didn't dare to play this game and chose to spend it safely.

After all, not everyone has the courage to take risks, Chen Xi said.

The black pen moved slowly.

7 laps, 14 laps, 21 laps......

This time, the black pen kept turning, and after twenty-eight turns, it was still moving, and there was no intention of stopping at all.

The darkness swelled quietly in the room.

The light becomes dimmer.

The pace of time slowly moves forward.

Luo Mang, Hu Jing, and Zhou Wenbin looked at the black pen slowly turning in circles, a little sleepy, and couldn't tell whether they were staring at the black pen or the black pen staring at them.

Gradually, the eyelids were closed, and the head was like a fishing rod, hanging down and lifting.

Chen Xi was also a little sleepy, nervous for so long, and tired all over, he really wanted to lie in bed and sleep.

He closed his eyelids and drooped his head slightly.

Chen Xi suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Even if he is sleepy, he can't sleep, the game is not over yet, he must finish the round in its entirety, otherwise the game will go wrong.

"Are you all sleepy, the game isn't over yet, don't sleep." Chen Xi reminded.

The eyelids of the three of them have not been opened since they closed, as if they were asleep, and they said in a dream: "Hmm." ”

The black pen is still spinning, and because of the small nap just now, Chen Xi doesn't know how many turns the black pen turns.

One circle, two circles, and even dozens of circles behind, the black pen kept turning, and there was no intention of stopping to point at Chen Xi.

Cold sweat began to break out on Chen Xi's head.

At this point in the supernatural game, the cards began to be played out of common sense.

Hasn't his curse been lifted yet?

Chen Xi thought about it, and simply pricked it again, anyway, it would not be bothersome to drip blood.

So he took out a needle, pricked his finger, dropped a drop of blood on his candle again, and applied a band-aid.

The flame of the candle compressed into a ball again, and the blood tumbled inside, dyed blood-red, ready to bloom.

It was also at this time that Chen Xi noticed a cold gaze in the room, and he subconsciously glanced at the bottom of the bed opposite, and couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

He saw an eye in the darkness.

White eyes with black-red pupils.

I am looking at myself.