Chapter 63: The Hanged Man Who Blocked the Road

In the silent, gloomy room, a slender figure could be faintly seen outside the door, holding two steel rulers, constantly tapping to make a dang, dang sound.

The sound echoed through the room, abrupt and eerie, like the ghost sound of the Nine Hells.

"Is Death here after you? Still not going to let me go? ”

I hid in the dark corner of the room, looked at the figure outside the window in horror, and thought to myself: "The last game released by the housekeeper is the Grim Reaper game, and the Grim Reaper will hunt down and kill all of us, and now that the Grim Reaper has come to the village, are the other classmates already dead?" ”

"Is it by chance that the Grim Reaper has found me, or am I the only one left with all my classmates?"

I looked at the figure with horror on my face, the Grim Reaper standing outside the window, and the sound of a steel ruler striking intermittently.

When, when, when......

As the sound reached my ears, my consciousness blurred, and my eyelids were about to pull down.

In my sight, the walls around me suddenly creeped strangely, and a pair of miserable white ghost hands stretched out from the wall, and the ghost hands were covered with corpse spots, and the smell of rancid smell became even stronger.

If there were other people here at this time, they would have vomited directly from the stench, which was like the smell of a thousand dead people piled together in the sun.

The dark and narrow room seemed to be affected by something, shrinking as quickly as a living thing, and a pair of pale hands expanded rapidly as if under a magnifying glass, squirming and grabbing at my body.

But at this time, my mind was not very clear, and I was already drowsy in the sound of percussion, and although I noticed the movement around me, I didn't react after all.

"In what way does the Grim Reaper kill people? Steel ruler? It used a steel ruler to kill female classmates, what is the meaning of this knocking sound? ”

This thought suddenly popped up in my mind, and I immediately came to my senses, and I saw the ghost hands around me clearly, and my face changed drastically and I looked panicked......

The room has shrunk! Shrunk at least three times, and it seemed like I was the only one in the endless darkness.

"The Grim Reaper must not knock on the steel ruler meaninglessly, it must make sense to do so, is there any connection between the ghost hand that wanted to strangle me just now and the Grim Reaper? What's the connection? ”

"Why did the ghost hand want to strangle me? Because I'm here? I wouldn't have been attacked at all the night before, so why did the ghost attack me tonight? ”

I thought about it urgently, and cold sweat trickled down my forehead.

I know that ghosts don't kill people for no reason, and ghosts have certain limits.

"Just like the butcher ghost in the beginning, it can't kill people at first, it can only start killing after devouring the flesh and blood of the dead, which leads to the fact that no one died at the hands of the butcher on the first day."

"The other ghosts I meet will not kill people wantonly, they will be more or less restricted, just like the head teacher in the cellar, who seems to be trapped in the iron cabinet and can't get out......"

"The ghosts in the village need to rely on illusions to kill people, and use illusions to kill people, and the ghosts in this kind of cellar are the same."

"If my analysis is correct, what conditions must be in place for the Grim Reaper to kill people, or what are the defects......"

While I was analyzing, the walls around me had shrunk by half, and countless ghost hands had approached my skin.

A chill penetrated my body through my skin, making my body shiver again.

"Death, Ghost Hand, what's the connection between the two?"

The ghost hand has already touched my skin, and in a second or two, I will definitely be torn to pieces by the ghost hand.

"What the hell can I do?" Sweat ran from my scalp to my eyes, and my eyes narrowed in pain, but then they cleared up a bit. I dodged the ghost hands around me, and my body moved forward a position.

When, when, when......

The sound continued to ring, like the magic sound of the soul.

At this time, I don't know if it was an illusion, I noticed that the ghost hand paused slightly, and then grabbed me again.

"Why did the ghost hand pause? Is it my delusion? ”

Something suddenly occurred to me, and I gritted my teeth and crawled towards the window, where there were two or three ghost hands in front of me, but as I crawled forward, the ghost hands strangely shrank to the side.

"Am I not wrong in my guess? Is that really the case? ”

I perked myself up and continued to crawl towards the window.

In my sight, the shadow of death in the window was very small, but the sound of the knock was unusually clear to my ears.

As I crawled towards the window, my surroundings changed again, the walls stopped shrinking and even began to expand, and a pair of white hands embedded in the wall shrank outward.

My eyes twinkled, did I guess right? Is that really the case?

The wall expanded to a certain extent and then stopped, but it still kept squirming, and the pair of ghost hands on the wall swayed like fluff.

I breathed a sigh of relief, the ghost hand on the wall, though still there, apparently no longer attacking me, and leaving me about the size of a table.

Although the ghost hand is still there, it is much better than before.

When, when, when......

The steel ruler outside the window was still tapping, and the shadow of death was no more than five or six steps away from me.

At this distance, if the Grim Reaper wanted to kill me, it would not take me 3 minutes to screw my head off, but the Grim Reaper did not go any further. But the knocking didn't stop.

At this distance, I could barely make out the appearance of the Grim Reaper, it was a woman in a red gown, which could prove that it was a woman, perhaps because the gown on it was a woman's.

The woman's wizened hands stretched out from her cuffs, holding two steel rulers and slowly tapping them against each other, and on her shoulders was a creepy-looking head.

The window glass was shattered, and I could see the head clearly.

This skull can't be said to be a human being at all, but a piece of scraped flesh that forms a skull, inside which is a pair of black and white, strange and cold eyes turning, and the eyes are full of resentment and coldness.

There were round objects hanging from the woman's waist, and if I were outside, I could see that they were rotting human heads, and they were all my classmates.

When I looked at it, I felt the hair stand on end, and I was terrified......

Before, the Grim Reaper came out to hunt my classmates, and I didn't see its appearance clearly, but when I saw it, I shuddered.

"Is this the Grim Reaper? Because we escaped from the manor and angered the butler, this game is the only one. …… When a person encounters this god of death, there is only one way to die! ”

"I guessed right, the ghost hand is a ghost, and the god of death is also a ghost, whether it is the ghost hand or the god of death, they want to kill me, but because of this, I am in the middle of them, and the two ghosts have reached a balance, am I okay?"