Before the fat man could ask for help, he was pulled into the next room by someone who came.

Then he realized that the second fifteen minutes were almost up.

The fat man, who looked close to thirty, frowned and closed the door of the room, and then pulled the two of them into the corner: "What's the matter with him?" ”

The fat man glanced at the nickname of the man in military uniform, "Cold Mountain"

"I was stabbed by a ghost," the fat man sat on the ground and covered his calf: "I can't stop the bleeding." ”

The man's brow furrowed even deeper.

The fat man could see that the two didn't know each other, but the atmosphere was not very awkward.

Han Shan rubbed his knuckles: "We brought the military doctor in, but we haven't touched it yet." ”

As he spoke, he looked at the rose night that was placed on the ground: "Look at his blood loss, he shouldn't be able to delay it for too long, and it will be life-threatening if he drags it on for a while." ”

The fat man touched his lower back.

His back was wet, and he had something sticky on his hands when he touched it.

The fat man withdrew his hand and looked at it, his palms were full of blood.

Hanshan half-knelt on the ground and unwrapped the clothes wrapped in the wound of the Rose Night, and the fat man watched him take out a roll of bandages and re-bandage the wound of the Rose Night with a very professional technique.

The fat man was a little curious: "You all wore bandages when you entered this event, but why didn't Xiao Ye tell me." ”

Hanshan stood up: "Medical supplies are in short supply, and only some people have brought this in." ”

Hearing this, the fat man subconsciously glanced at the rank of the person opposite, he didn't know the rank, but it seemed to be quite advanced.

"It shouldn't hurt the internal organs, but you have to stop the bleeding quickly." Hanshan lowered his voice as he spoke, glancing in the direction of the door.

"I know a doctor who was also involved in this event, and if I can find him, Xiao Ye will not die." The fat man swore to his mouth.

He kept an eye on the time as he spoke, it was nineteen thirty-four.

The second fifteen minutes were approaching, and the next thing they had to face was the second manifestation of the ghosts.

The room looked like it hadn't been used in a long time, there were no furnishings or lighting inside, and it was pitch black around the trio, with a faint light streaming through the door.

The fat man was afraid to approach the gate.

"Brother Hanshan......" He sorted out the wording, and finally chose a more suitable title: "We are hiding in this room, what if the ghosts outside come in?" ”

Hanshan was bending down to observe the wound on the fat man's calf at this time.

He took the remaining small section of bandage and wrapped it for the fat man: "I'm twenty-four this year." ”

The fat man was dumbfounded.

This man is even younger than him, how can he look like he is almost thirty......

The fat man rearranged his wording again: "That little brother of Hanshan, what if the ghost suddenly comes in?" ”

Hanshan shook his head: "I noticed in the first five minutes, the ghosts in this activity can't directly penetrate the wall, so there are two ways to be safe in this activity."

"One is that you hide very secretly, so that the ghost can't find where you are;"

"The second is to hide in a room that can't be forcibly broken down in five minutes."

Hanshan said as he stood up again: "Of course, players can also use special items to hide, and it would be great if you had Harry Potter's invisibility cloak. ”

The fat man laughed embarrassedly: "Of course I don't have this kind of thing......"

"The house is not very sturdy yet, but now we don't have time to choose another house, and we have a wounded man with us."

Hanshan said as he glanced at the rose night on the ground, and at this time, the rose night was pale and was closing his eyes, as if he was resting.

"I still have a special item," Han Shan said, and took out something: "This is it, from this, we should be able to survive a few rounds of ghosts." ”

Can you survive several rounds of ghosts?

The fat man looked at the thing in his hand with some surprise, could it be some rare armor?

But after seeing what Han Shan had in his hand, he realized that he was wrong.

It's not much armor, and it doesn't seem to be useful, it's just useful for this particular activity.

【A sturdy deadbolt】

[Introduction: This is the deadbolt on the door of a famous strategist, because there are too many people who come to visit, this strategist is suffering from his broken door and can't stop others, so he specially asked a knifesmith to build this deadbolt; It is said that an assassin once climbed into the courtyard and attacked the strategist, but the strategist's scholar smashed his head with a deadbolt.

[Function: Tie the door to the door, this door cannot be opened under any circumstances, unless the user takes the deadbolt off]

[Time limit: 30 minutes (after 30 minutes of use, this item will disappear automatically)]

The fat man looked at the "strategist" and "scholar" on the introduction of this bolt and "smashed his head", and his head was a little confused.

At this time, Hanshan had already put this deadbolt on the door.

This special item is directly attached to the door, so you don't have to worry about whether there is a deadbolt slot.

Hanshan put the deadbolt on the door and stopped talking.

Although this special item ensures that the door cannot be opened, they also have to hide themselves.

The fat man thought that he had no means to chase the ghost and beat the ghost's dog head, so he obediently shut up.

In the darkness, he reached out and touched the bandage on his leg.

My calf hurts, and I don't know how I ran for so long with the person on my back.

Hanshan silently checked the bandage of the young man on the ground, and he frowned as he looked at the blood pouring out of the bandage.

At this moment, there was another sound of rustling outside the house.

The fat man was keenly aware that this time the voice seemed to be much louder than last time, and he looked at the direction of the door with some differences.

The sound of crawling, crunching, and something rubbing against each other rang out the door.

Some of the sounds were almost coming from close to their doors.

The fat man's scalp is a little numb.

Fortunately, there are many houses in this place, so the ghosts outside did not notice the small room they were in, and it was safe for five minutes.

The sound outside gradually decreased, until it disappeared, and the fat man exhaled deeply.

At this time, the face of the young man on the ground was very pale.

Han Shan looked down: "He has lost too much blood and has been moving, if he can't find a doctor, he will really die...... No, even if he finds a doctor, he won't necessarily survive."

"His wound had to be sutured immediately, but our military doctors didn't have tools with them, and it was impossible to perform surgery in this environment, so it was easy to get infected."

"It's not even eight o'clock yet, but this event is held until twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and he can't force him to leave, and he still has to hold on for four hours to get out, and he has been bleeding for four hours......"

When he said this, Han Shan paused: "You know what I mean, right?" ”

It is certain death.