In the end, the guillotine still went.

No one knows when it left.

It was only at the end of the class that people found that its body and head had lost its life.

It could have been seven minutes after the game had started, because by then it was no longer screaming. Or maybe you just shouted that you were tired and wanted to take a break.

Some students speculated that it may have killed itself in the face of humiliation, while others speculated that it was kicked to death - after all, two-thirds of the students were ghosts, and kicking the head seemed to be a form of attack.

In any case, the guillotine has left us forever.

Its body sat on the edge of the clearing, and its head lay in front of the goal drawn by the clearing, its eyes wide open, dead and unnoticed.

In front of the entrance to the longhouse, students crowded into a crowd and entered one by one.

The next class is in the afternoon, and before class, students will go to the cafeteria to eat, and then go back to the second-floor dormitory for a lunch break.

The contestants were terrified of the cafeteria they were about to arrive, and their instincts told them that something less than wonderful might happen in the cafeteria.

The students were still crowded at the door, one by one.

It could be too crowded, it could be that you don't have the right pockets.

When—

A kitchen knife slipped from Lu Li's trouser leg and slammed against the masonry in front of the door, making a crisp landing sound.

The surrounding players and ghosts looked down one after another, and when they saw that it was a murder weapon, their pupils shrank, and they quietly retreated to the surroundings.

Lu Li was in the air around him.

Facing the fearful, curious, or hostile gazes around him, Lu Li bent down to pick up the kitchen knife, and explained to the surrounding students with a calm expression: "As we all know, my family is a butcher, so it is normal to carry a pig-killing knife on my body. ”

The identity is made up, and he is very sure that this group of ghosts does not know his family history, and the contestants are unlikely to know - even if they do, they don't have the courage to tear down the stage.

The explanation was effective, and the gaze at Lu Li was a little less.

When—

But a moment later there was another sound, but the sound changed from crisp to dull.

This time it was the Bone Crusher that fell.

It's strange that although Lu Li didn't play seriously on the court, he also ran a few times, and even then he didn't fall the whole time, but he fell down in turn at this time.

Lu Li still had the poker face that could be said to be facial paralysis, and lowered his head to pick up the bone crusher hammer: "As I said just now, it is very reasonable to be in a butcher's house and deal with food all day long, and to carry a kitchen knife with you." ”

Lu Li held a bone crusher hammer in his left hand and a kitchen knife in his right hand, and asked the students around him, "Don't you believe it?" ”

No one answered, but the look in the eyes said it all.

Lu Li didn't want to expose it too early, he also wanted to lure those ghosts who tried to attack him to the shadows and expand the illustrated book.

He thought for a moment, looked around and said to a bloody lump of flesh, "Classmate, what do you do at home." ”

Liu San's body moved, probably the object of his head turned to Lu Li, and a vague voice sounded like sticky phlegm: "Farming." ”

"That's why he has so much ash on his body, and his body is mixed with grains and straw."

What Lu Li said is reasonable and convincing.

The door was already empty, Lu Li didn't explain more, tucked the two kitchen utensils into the slacks, and walked into the longhouse.

The cafeteria is no longer deserted. The sound of students entering and talking makes the place much more lively.

The contestants waited in trepidation for the upcoming lunch, and their sense of foreboding grew stronger.

Students are distributed in their seats.

Contestants are more interested in sitting alone, away as much as possible from ghosts that are clearly not alive, or sitting with students who may be contestants and students who look like contestants.

After waiting for a while in the noisy cafeteria, the curtain of the door in the corner of the back kitchen was lifted, and a fat and huge chef with a dirty yellowed white cloth apron and a pig's head pushed the table and walked out from behind the curtain.

Every time it walks past a table with people, it puts the bowl up, then uses a spoon to bring food from the cauldron and pour it into the bowl, to the next table with people, and so on.

Everywhere it passed, students would stare at the bowl and fall into absolute silence, without exception.

Lu Li's location was in the most marginal corner, which he had deliberately chosen.

Some of the contestants sat at a few tables around him.

In front of him, a figure suddenly sat opposite Lu Li, grinning, revealing a mouthful of jagged teeth and a broken tongue.

She was accompanied by a young man with a cold face and a complexion as pale as a dead man.

He stared at Lu Li with a cold expression, his eyes were like other ghosts staring at the contestants, and he seemed to be beginning to doubt Lu Li's identity.

Lu Li quickly understood the reason why the girl was sitting over: it wanted a piece of the pie.

There was a dead silence at the table next to him. With a squeak, the pig-headed chef pushed the noisy cart to Lu Li's table.

Three wobbly bowls were thrown on the table,

The spoon stirs in the cauldron for a few seconds to present a bowl of dark, rotten, sticky food and pour it into the bowl.

Like a bowl in a dark swamp, a maggot-covered eye emerges from below.

The soup was moving, and it seemed as if some living creature was wriggling and undulating in it.

The food looks a little strange. Obviously the thing that was cooked before was suspicious meat, not this.

But even if it is a suspicious pot of broth, the players may not use chopsticks to eat.

With suspicious broth on one side and maggot eyeballs on the other, either one is desperate.

The two bowls were already full, and when it was Lu Li's turn to leave the empty bowl in front of him, the pig's head glanced at it and opened the lid of the other pot.

The aroma of the meat is overflowing, and it takes the form of a bowl of broth and a large piece of meat.

"Wait a minute, you don't have to give it to me, I can't eat because of my physical problems."

Lu Li suddenly spoke up and stopped the pig-headed cook's behavior.

At this moment, a body in the oblique ground was affected: "This old ...... Master chef, I can testify. Lu Li and I ate carrion food poisoning a few days ago, and vomited whatever we ate. ”

The pig-headed chef turned his head, looked at Martin with a pair of small eyes squeezed in the fat, and suddenly raised the palm of the thick-skinned glove, picked up the bowl in front of Martin and threw it into the pot together.

It looked at Lu Li deeply and said in a dull voice, "Then forget it this time." Also, return the kitchen utensils you took from me. ”

The other players around him suddenly realized a lot of things. For example, why Lu Li said such a sentence when introducing himself, and why Martin echoed his remarks at the time.

Martin obviously didn't expect that the words that were just casually mentioned were really effective, and he looked at Lu Li with a complicated expression.

Is this all in your plans, Lu Li!

"Give."

Lu Li handed out the kitchen knife and the bone crusher hammer, without any intention of retaining.

Holding the kitchen utensils in a large hand that could easily hold a head, the pig-headed chef turned to the cafeteria, and the muffled sound was as clear as a bell.

"The rule here is that you have to finish your food. If anyone doesn't finish it, it will be served as a food for everyone to enjoy next time. ”