The rain outside kept going.

Du Lai put on the hat on his hoodie, dressed in an inconspicuous gray, and sprinted forward in the rainy night.

The poignant female voice is intermittent, like crying and complaining, just like this autumn rain, lingering and revealing a cold chill.

He followed the sound to the courtyard wall of a house, and when he noticed that the sound was nearby, he deliberately slowed down and quietly looked for the woman who was singing.

But it was too dark.

It was raining, there were no lights nearby, and the whole village was so dark that it was hard to see the road.

As I was hesitating, I felt that the voice was suddenly much closer!

It's like you're in the back all of a sudden!

Du Lai was shocked in his heart, ran a few steps quickly, and hid behind a pile of straw stacks next to him!

Not long after I squatted down, I heard the squeaking of the wheels—

A thin old woman, pushing a cart, walked step by step from the corner of the house!

Du Lai's nerves were all tensed, and he leaned down lower, staring at the old woman without blinking!

The rainy night was dim, and I couldn't see the old woman's face clearly, but I felt that she was very old, very old...... His back was rickety, thin as wood, a few strands of white hair were scattered on his shoulders, and he walked stiffly and staggeringly, not like a living person.

The cart was rotten, soaked with rain and muddy, as if it had been dug out of the dirt.

The cart was covered with an equally soaked straw mat, and under the straw mat was a faint skeleton.

——There is a female Li family, who carries the corpse from the east of the village to the west of the village, and from the west of the village to the east of the village, day after day, without seeing her rest......

If you combine the opera script that Fu Miaoxue said to reason, then the old woman pushing the cart in front of her is Li's, and the corpse on the cart is Li's husband.

Du Lai held his breath and watched the old woman push the cart and walk over.

As she walked, she sang, her voice was poignant and hoarse, and it was hard to imagine that such a tone could travel so far, from the village to the wing of the old scholar's backyard.

But in the game, no matter how bizarre things happen, it's not bizarre.

Du Lai waited in place for a while, made sure that the voice was far enough away, got up quietly, and then quickly returned to the old scholar's house.

……

During the time that Du Lai left, Fu Miaoxue had been with Shen Mo and Bai Youwei, and she didn't mind being a light bulb. It's better to be a light bulb than to be alone in the house.

Bai Youwei asked her curiously: "Actually, you have died once, why are you still so afraid of ghosts?" ”

"I've died once, but I'm not a ghost." Fu Miaoxue said disgustedly, "I just became a doll!" ”

"It's a doll...... So you lost the game? Bai Youwei asked, "Is it a game with your boyfriend?" ”

"It's not." Fu Miaoxue shook her head and said with a faint expression, "I entered the game alone, I was not as lucky as you, I entered the test game." ”

"Testing the game, I know a little bit of ...... I heard that none of the people who entered the test game came out alive. Bai Youwei said slowly.

She remembered what the rabbit-headed had said.

It says that there are a lot of bugs in the test games, so it is almost impossible to clear the level, and even if there are players who have cleared the level, they will not be able to come out alive.

- It's like putting a bunch of rabbits into an unfinished experiment chamber, even if one rabbit survives the experiment, is it eligible to survive?

Now that I think about it, the rabbit-headed people never seem to be stingy about the game system to tell them, and the other ombudsmen either hide it or don't say a word......

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