Could it be that as Chu Xiaohe said, this is just a horror game, and the executioner is this mysterious child?

Who is the mysterious child?

Zhang Jiaming's hair Xiao Zhang Guangsheng?

But what is the real purpose of the game?

In other words, what is the meaning of the existence of the game, and why do you want to kill the game losers one after another?

Ning Qing's brows furrowed, and then she slowly shook her head in self-denial.

There are too many mysteries, and there are too few useful clues from Chu Xiaohe's mouth, so it is impossible to form an effective chain of analysis.

Reaching out and wiping it off the foreheads of Wan Kun and his wife, he closed the two pairs of open eyes, just as he did with Lin Yu.

No matter how evil you did in life, you should be buried in the earth after death.

Limited by the current situation, Ning Qing couldn't do the loess shroud for them, all he could do was to help them cut off the last memory of the world.

A sigh lingered in his heart for a long time, a group of murderers who were with corpses, probably never imagined that they would die from an ominous one that they had never believed.

Suddenly!

All his sighs turned into a palpitation in an instant, and the cold and cold feeling swept through his body, causing his pores to shrink sharply and his sweat to stand upside down.

The peeping sensation like an appendage scabies strikes from behind again!

Ning Qing slowly twisted his stiff neck, and as far as the eye could see, there was only a swaying wooden door.

A small, immature white hand silently clung to the doorframe, and when I looked up, there was a pitch-black eyeball that blended in with the night, watching everything in the room through the narrow crack in the door.

Cold, unforgiving.

The whole body is hidden in the darkness, making it difficult to see the true face.

He had been silently, silently watching all of Ning Qing's actions, until Ning Qing met his gaze with it.

The heart seemed to miss a beat, and it came to a halt for a second as long as it had been centuries past.

One was hidden in the darkness outside the door, and the other was standing next to the corpse inside the door.

Separated by a wooden door, it is like a world, there is no communication and no movement.

Long

The pale palm finally broke away from the door frame and slowly disappeared into the darkness, along with the terrifying gaze outside the door.

Let's go?

Ning Qing stood stiff for a long time, and after repeatedly confirming that the other party would not kill the horse pistol, the nerves that had been tense dared to relax.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The long-lost heartbeat resounded in the chest, the blood flowed again, and the limbs were no longer stiff and numb.

What exactly does the other person want to do?!!!

A trace of doubt flashed in his heart, but after thinking about it for a long time, he could not understand the meaning of the other party's behavior.

It didn't take long for his face to be abruptly stunned.

Wrong!

Ning Qing, who suddenly figured out something, picked up the flashlight and immediately rushed towards the door.

But it was too late.

By the time he came out, the hallway was empty.

Damn it!

Tricked!

In great annoyance, he rubbed his temples and face vigorously.

He had just forgotten one thing.

I'm a cat.

It's the one who should be hiding.

What did you panic about just now, what are you afraid of!!

If only we had reacted faster and caught it, the damn game would have been over.

'Hee-hee~'

'Quick...'

'Come to me...'

'Hee-hee~'

An eerie childish laugh rang out in the hallway on the second floor, ringing in his ears.

Suddenly far and near, as if standing face to face in front of him, or whispering softly behind him.

With a joyful and playful childish voice, he said the most palpitating words in the world.

Slowly close your eyes and exhale a long breath to slowly eliminate all the worries.

When I opened it again, all I had left was calm and cautious.

"Where are you?"

The tone was very light and low, as if he was talking to the air, and it seemed that the other party was standing in front of him face to face.

'I'm here...'

It was another childish voice of laughter, as if seriously answering his doubts.

Ning Qing frowned slightly, this hide-and-seek didn't seem to end so easily.

Where is it?

Upstairs or downstairs?

In fact, I know very well in my heart that going upstairs and downstairs is the same, because what can I do if I really find each other?

Even if the other party stood in front of him, he didn't know how to respond.

After all, this is an unknown existence.

Brushing the sharp saber in his hand, he looked down and thought about it, and finally decided to go up to the small attic to look for it first.

There is no disadvantage in paying humans with a saber, and as for using it against mysterious children... He didn't know the bottom of his heart.

But the choice still has to be made, and it's better than sitting still.

...

Step by step on the steps, the wooden door of the small attic was close in front of him, and Ning Qing didn't know what kind of mood he was in at this time.

Fear of the unknown?

Worried about life and death?

Or is it a curiosity about an incomprehensible existence?

Or do you want to face everything that comes next?

Maybe both, maybe only the fear of being forced to Yangsan...

But who knows.

"Crunch—"

The wooden door of the small attic was pushed open again, and the long tail of the drag was still so harsh.

Ning Qing shook off the dust that had fallen on his clothes, and immediately leaned inside.

The gaze quickly swept through the attic with the beam of the flashlight, but it was still empty.

Expected.

This is not a hide-and-seek view with ordinary logic.

Close the wooden door gently and keep your eyes on the back of the door.

If he guessed correctly, this should be the place where he and the other party met for the first time.

Not... What's next?

I guess I can't find it when I go back to the first floor!

Forget it, why don't you let it come to me...

He really couldn't think of any countermeasures now, so he simply sat on the floor facing the door.

The strange degree of development of the situation to this day is far beyond his cognitive scope, and the worldview has not collapsed, which can be regarded as a strong heart.

If you can't find it, you won't look for it.

What's more, after this round of games, when the mysterious child is a cat, the chance of him being caught is also five or five with Chu Xiaohe.

It's a blessing or a curse, and it's a disaster that can't be avoided.

The more he pondered, the more self-contained he became, his dark pupils staring at the wooden door, and a trace of curiosity suddenly flashed in his heart.

In what way does the other person come in when they come to catch themselves?

A polite knock or a rough push?

Or is it floating in through the door panel as it was on TV?

Soon, these outlandish ideas were instantly forgotten.

Because he heard strange noises again, and someone seemed to be talking outside the door.

“10...?”

“9...”

Is it counting?

It looks like the next round of the game is about to start!

Ning Qing slowly walked to the door and put one hand on the handrail of the wooden door.

...

......

Lobby.

Under the shrine, in front of the fire.

Since Ning Qing left, no one had added new firewood to it for a long time, and only the charcoal that had burned gray was left to emit the last remaining light.

Chu Xiaohe sat cross-legged in front of the fire, his cheeks were clouded by the firelight, his eyes were blank, and he chewed on the scarred lollipop stick.

"Smack!"

The last burst of sparks rang out from the fire, pulling her back from her distracted state.

“... It's 5:33, and the uncle has been up for half an hour. ”

Chu Xiaohe put down his wrist, looked away from his watch, and threw the lollipop glue stick in his mouth into the fire, watching it slowly curl and twist in the fire, melting and blackening.

The scorching smell wafting through the air made the tip of her cute little nose wrinkle slightly, and then waved away.

After standing up, he slowly stretched a big lazy waist.

"Looks like my uncle is dead too..."

"Then it's time for this hide-and-seek to end..."

In a self-talk, Chu Xiaohe's figure gradually disappeared at the corner of the entrance.

This round, it's time for her to be a cat.