From the time the woman in the middle appeared, Yan Junze's mind was very confused until now.

Although his gaze kept following the backs of the three women, his brain was running very slowly.

However, there was one thing he had always noticed, that is, after the third woman came out, she did not make a threatening gesture against herself, but calmly crawled over as if she was ignoring herself.

The confusion in my mind began to become clear little by little after the three women sat down in front of them one after another, and not only the sight, smell, and hearing, but also the skin's sense of the surrounding temperature were slowly recovering.

The icy chill reappeared, seeping into his clothes, eroding Yan Junze little by little.

But this time, Yan Junze found that his limbs couldn't move at all, as if they no longer belonged to him.

He still remembered that Ma Jing, a three-star soul killer in the Aries District, had said that Cao Heng was sending them a warning signal after encountering a crisis.

And if this is the case now, that guy can move his finger desperately and press the signal sending button, it can be said that his perseverance is already very strong.

Anyway, if he wanted Yan Junze to move his body with a ruthless force now, he couldn't do it unless he opened the control domain field.

But now it seems that there is no need to confront the woman who has just appeared, or the three sisters.

As consciousness grows clearer, so does the vision in front of you.

Soon, Yan Junze found that his throat was loose and he could speak. Perhaps, this third game also needs to speak for itself.

And this time, the magnetic field control is obviously controlled by the last woman, and her strength is much stronger than the other two women.

Of course, if you open the control domain field and resist her, the ending will be different.

"Zhuang Wenhui." Yan Junze cleared his throat and opened his mouth, looking at the back of the woman who liked to play hide and seek, that is, the one sitting on the far left of the three chairs, "You are the youngest sister, that is, the third child." ”

Immediately, Yan Junze looked at the woman sitting on the far right who came out of the box: "Zhuang Wenjing, Zhuang Wenhui's sister, is second." ”

Finally, he looked at the strange woman in the middle who seemed to be slumped in the chair and had just crawled out from behind him, and continued: "Zhuang Wenxian, the eldest of the three sisters. I didn't expect that not only would there be three weirdos in a row here, but each of them would be very powerful, and most importantly, you would still be ...... Uh, triplets! ”

However, when he thought of what happened to the three sisters after completing the first two tasks, and then surmising the three sisters based on the mission information, Yan Junze's heart twitched fiercely.

These three sisters, who seem to be weird and powerful, actually have a great deal to do with the tragic experience before their deaths.

This is the real evil spirit, swayed by the resentment formed by the transformation of the powerful hatred of life, and the strength and weight of this resentment can no longer be described by obsession alone.

As soon as the words came out, the three sisters did not respond, and sat there motionless.

Because Yan Junze couldn't move himself at this time, he didn't move his arm desperately like Cao Heng to trigger the warning message, so he didn't know what the traction force was for the time being.

But he knew very well that he should not move easily, and the shocking injuries on Cao Heng's body were not a joke.

The scene became a little stagnant, none of the three sisters said anything, and Yan Junze couldn't move at all while sitting, just staring at the strange backs of the three of them.

About five minutes later.

A voice suddenly came out of the three sisters who were seated: "Who moved?" ”

Yan Junze was stunned for a moment, and after digesting these three words, he was a little confused by the second monk, and couldn't help repeating: "Who moved?" ”

The voice did not answer him, but said again: "Who moved?" ”

This time Yan Junze reacted, and the other party may be asking himself, which of the three sisters moved just now.

With such an understanding, he was speechless.

First of all, all three of them have their backs to them, and if they want to move their fingers in front of them, or touch their stomachs or feet, as long as the movement is very slight and slow, they will not be able to see at all.

In this case, it is entirely a matter of guesswork.

"What kind of weird game is this?" Yan Junze wondered.

Because the voices of the three sisters were hoarse, he didn't know who the woman who asked him just now was.

With his back to himself, he didn't know who was speaking at all.

In this way, you can only guess.

Yan Junze thought for a while, his gaze started from the far left and slowly swept to the right.

I can't see it, the three women, sitting there as steady as a rock, and I can't see any movement at all.

"Who moved?" The hoarse voice came from just now.

"You, Zhuang Wenxian, you moved." Yan Junze simply blindfolded one directly.

He suspected that the person who asked the questioner was Zhuang Wenxian in the middle, so he directly guessed that she was making small moves.

"Wrong."

A voice came out, and then Yan Junze felt a pain in his right arm, and a cyst-like sarcoma was visibly bulging on the back of his hand, which burst open with a bang, exploding out a ball of flesh and blood, and even the blood vessels and muscles inside were exposed under his eyelids, and he could see it clearly.

Damn, guess wrong, this is the punishment!

Yan Junze watched the flesh and blood that suddenly exploded on the back of his right arm, endured the severe pain, and after a little thought, he did not immediately choose to start the retracement.

"Is this the punishment for guessing wrong?" Instead, he squeezed a smile out of his face, "How do I know, I'm right...... Or is it wrong? ”

The memory fragments in the obsession flashed out wildly and passed through Zhuang Wenxian's mind.

……

"Whoever moves again, this is the punishment!"

The middle-aged man seemed to be smiling, but in fact his expression had shown a kind of morbid madness.

The iron tongs in his hand were slowly withdrawn, and on the arm of Zhuang Wenhui, who was sitting on the far left, a clear blood mark was emerging.

"Now go ahead."

The man returned to his seat, crossed Erlang's legs, held the iron tong in his hand, and stared at the three sisters sitting with their backs to him without blinking.

His eyes were full of banter, and a numb pleasure rose in his heart, his gaze kept sweeping over the three of them, and the iron tongs in his hand seemed to fly out at any time, and he didn't care which part of the other party he would hit.

"Whoever moves, there will be no food today, and the other two can each get a can of eight-treasure porridge." The man said lazily.

As he spoke, his gaze kept sweeping over the three girls.

At this time, none of the three sisters dared to move, and they were so frightened that they were silent, desperately trying to stop their trembling bodies.

"Sister, I can't stand it!" Zhuang Wenhui was holding her arm that had just been hit by the iron tongs, she had been enduring it, otherwise this arm would have trembled violently because of the pain.

Since the morning, Zhuang Wenhui, the youngest of the triplets, has only drunk a little water, but the particles have not entered, and at this moment she has to sit and not move at all, plus her arm was hit hard, she has long been in her eyes, and she feels that the whole world is spinning.

Zhuang Wenxian, who was sitting in the middle, didn't dare to twist her neck, so she had to squint at her sister, she felt a heart-wrenching pain, and said softly: "Don't move Wenhui, insist, hold on for a while......"

Before he finished speaking, his eyes swept over the blood marks that appeared on Zhuang Wenhui's arm, and the place where he was hit by the iron tongs at this moment was already swollen high, and the blood under the skin would soon seep out.

Seeing this scene, Zhuang Wenxian quickly withdrew her gaze, she couldn't help herself in distress, her big eyes were rolling in her sockets, and she could only endure it.

"Sister, I'm hungry!" Zhuang Wenjing, who was sitting on the right, couldn't help but whisper at this time.

"Don't move, hold on." Zhuang Wenxian said busily, she was afraid that Zhuang Wenjing would not be able to help but plead with the dog behind her, and continued: "Hold on for a while, and soon he will let us go......"

"Who said that?" The man behind him suddenly laughed, looked at the time, looked up and said, "This time the wooden man, at least half an hour, unless someone can't help it." ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhuang Wenjing, who was sitting on the right, suddenly convulsed, bent down, and covered his stomach: "Sister, my stomach ...... It hurts! ”

At this time, she wailed softly because of the stomach cramps caused by extreme hunger.

In the next second, the tongs flew from behind, and one end of it slammed heavily on the back of Zhuang Wenjing's head.

A scream came out, Zhuang Wenjing's scalp was smashed, blood splashed, she cried and shouted, Zhuang Wenxian immediately reached out and hugged her in her arms, and pressed the back of her sister's head with her right hand, preventing the wound from continuing to burst and the blood from overflowing.

The middle-aged man scolded and walked over, picked up the iron tongs, and hit Zhuang Wenxian with a slashing head, scolding while beating: "Continue to protect them, see how long you can protect them!" Shoot you! If you don't move now, just keep it like this, if you move again, I'll even fight Wen Hui together! ”

In this man's memory, he was extremely disgusted and resentful of Zhuang Wenxian, the elder sister of the three sisters, because since he became a wealthy person, Zhuang Wenxian never looked at him squarely, never called him a word, not even a "uncle".

After these three sisters are now in his hands, the worst thing to clean up is naturally Zhuang Wenxian.

It's really Zhuang Wenxian who can bear it too much, in fact, she has already lost her skin, and she doesn't have a piece of good meat under her clothes.

Weak, weak, and mentally on the verge of collapse, it is already a blessing to be able to sit in a chair and barely fall down.

The three of them must sit and pretend to be wooden for at least half an hour, and whoever moves will be beaten, which is clearly another form of destruction, from physical to mental.

After beating for a while, the middle-aged man grabbed Zhuang Wenxian's hair: "Since you want to come out, I'll clean you up alone!" ”

Zhuang Wenxian's thin body was slammed to the ground and dragged away.

"You can beat me, but the two of them, each of them has a can of porridge, you just said it......" Zhuang Wenxian reached out and pulled the man's right hand that was pulling his hair, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he shouted frantically.

The man grinned and said nothing.

At this point, fragments of memory are interrupted by an alien voice.

……

"If it weren't for Zhuang Wenxian, it might have been Zhuang Wenjing moving just now." Yan Junze guessed again.

But just before the words fell, the back of his left hand slammed again, and the flesh flew up again, and the injury was blurred.

After a sharp pain, Yan Junze couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He obviously had three chances to come up with the correct answer, but he didn't expect the idea to be so memorized, and he didn't even guess it twice.

"Do it all over again."

Obviously, when the third answer was already obvious, Zhuang Wenxian was not ready to let him continue to guess, but to start the game again.

Rollback!

Yan Junze, who has a golden finger, cannot let himself be in a passive situation in this link.

It's also thanks to the fact that he uses the Buddha system to remove spirits, if it is to forcibly destroy the spirits of these three sisters, there will not be so many things.

Directly opening the control domain field, coupled with the black spirit umbrella, there is almost no problem in forcibly locking them.

But at this moment, Yan Junze, a certain part of his heart has been affected by these three sisters, and he wants to know about them before they died, so this step must be taken.

directly retraced to the time when Zhuang Wenxian just opened her mouth to ask herself, "Who moved".

This time, Yan Junze did not hesitate and said, "It was Zhuang Wenhui who moved." ”

As soon as the words fell, he immediately looked at Zhuang Wenxian who was sitting in the middle, feeling that there would be no more problems with his answer this time.

But unexpectedly, there was a sudden sharp pain in the upper thigh, and when I looked down, I saw that my pants had been torn by a sarcoma.

The sarcoma was extremely large, growing rapidly, and was about to explode soon.

"Wrong? The answer turned out to be wrong? Yan Junze was suddenly shocked.

Rollback!

Without waiting for the sarcoma on his leg to explode, he immediately chose to go back to before he answered Zhuang Wenxian.

Staring at the three weird backs, Yan Junze was a little confused.

The three sisters didn't move, so who moved? Me?

He remembered that Cao Heng had reminded himself just now that he must be careful of what "traction" is.

At the beginning, the soul slayer in the Aries District couldn't enter here, because he had just entered the courtyard, and Cao Heng would immediately wail and scream here.

This gave people the feeling that the entry of outsiders would lead to the onset of Cao Heng's injuries.

Yan Junze speculated that the "traction" that Cao Heng said should be related to the behavior and action that caused him to be injured, so he sat here at this moment and did not move.

It was impossible for him to move, and neither did the three women.

Zhuang Wenxian's voice sounded again: "Who moved?" ”

This time, Yan Junze's gaze slowly swept from behind the three sisters, one sat with his back bent because he was often playing hide and seek before his death, cautious, and the other had stiffened his hands because he begged for food, and the middle one had a broken body, broken limbs, and the whole person was slumped on the chair.

His throat moved, and he had guessed a lot about what happened to the three sisters based on the information about their mission.

To be honest, Yan Junze was a little panicked at this moment, this was the first time he had this feeling since he faced the weirdness.

"Who moved?"

Zhuang Wenxian's hoarse voice asked tirelessly.

The scene fell silent again.

More than ten seconds passed, and just as Zhuang Wenxian was about to ask for the third time, Yan Junze answered.

"Didn't move, none of you moved." His voice was soft and deep, and his eyes looked directly at the backs of the three sisters, "You have been sitting very well, no one has ever sat down." ”

As soon as these words came out, the three figures in front of him shook slightly, and slowly, the heads of Zhuang Wenxian, Zhuang Wenjing and Zhuang Wenhui turned towards Yan Junze.

Three pairs of eyes with only the whites of their eyes looked at him, and without saying a word, each of them showed irreparable injuries on their faces. These three pairs of eyes were obviously artificially made like this, and they were already blind before they died.

Yan Junze looked at them calmly, in order to show friendship, the corners of his mouth were always slightly hooked, with a kind and soft smile.

"I've seen it all, you're all sitting upright, you've been sitting well, and no one has moved."

You can feel that after he said this, the temperature in the room is no longer so cold, but begins to warm up slowly.

The three sisters just turned their heads and looked at him silently, and the three ethereal gazes gradually softened from cold and surprised.

At this time, Yan Junze's expression suddenly became fierce, his smile was replaced by a sneer, and he said softly: "I want to know now, the person who killed you at the beginning is dead now?" ”

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