Leaving these words, Xiao Mo no longer paid attention to Mu Xue, turned around and sat down again. Anyway, he had already said what he should have said, and if Mu Xue really believed him, she would definitely be quiet.

Things were just as he thought, Mu Xue wiped the tears from her face, and sat down again, thinking that she firmly believed that Xiao Mo would definitely be able to find a way.

Everyone was in an uneasy waiting, but Xiao Mo was here, but what was in front of him was a question and answer question that was related to everyone's life and death. If the answer is correct, the life of all people can continue, and if the answer is wrong, then this is the cemetery where they say goodbye to the world.

So, if he is saving people, it is better to say that he is trying to save himself.

Xiao Mo stared at the cards in the ghost's hand tightly, and he didn't need to look too much, he had already memorized the total number of cards and the number of all the blood-colored bars in the cards.

He believed that he was absolutely not wrong in counting, and everyone on the other side would not make such a mistake in a nursery class. It's just that, whether it's right or wrong, this result can't keep them alive, because long before them, Chen Siyu and Wang Chenwei verified this for them.

Thinking of Wang Chenwei, Xiao Mo's originally gloomy expression suddenly changed. As if he had thought of something, he turned his head sharply to look at the people sitting behind him, and then turned his gaze back to the cards in the ghost's hand.

Immediately, something came to him.

Wang Chenwei seems to be counting correctly, but they don't know what the real situation is, because they are not Wang Chenwei, and they can't confirm the number of cards that Wang Chenwei saw at that time, so they just think that Wang Chenwei is counting correctly.

Wang Chenwei's matter was just Xiao Mo's awareness of this key incision, and what really made him care was that all of them saw different numbers of cards.

If you associate this phenomenon with the illusion that he has always thought was suspicious. Does that mean that because they see an illusion, everyone will be different?

On the other hand, the counting game proposed by the ghost actually has the right answer, and the reason why Wang Chenwei was killed was not because he answered the question correctly, but because he answered the question incorrectly.

He told the ghost the results of the enumeration count, so it was naturally wrong.

Thinking in this direction, Xiao Mo immediately had a feeling of sudden enlightenment. But alas. He didn't have this feeling for long, and then he got into another problem.

If all they see now are illusions, then what is the real scene?

How many cards does the ghost have in his hand, and how many bars are there in the cards?

If the real number of cards was hidden by the illusion, then he would not be able to guess what it was. Because the real number of cards can be one, two, or even countless cards, there are countless possibilities, and it is absolutely impossible to guess by guessing.

But from the experience of individual victims. And the clues they perceived, as if to remind them of the importance of illusions in this incident.

"Vision...... It's true...... Fake ......

Illusion...... Counting Game...... There is no ......"

Xiao Mo pinched his chin and pondered carefully.

Suddenly. Xiao Mo's eyes showed a sudden look, at this moment, he felt that he might already know what the answer was.

Xiao Mo slowly stood up from the ground, as for the ghost in the mirror. At this time, only one foot was still in the mirror, and its entire body was almost completely detached from the mirror.

Xiao Mo didn't dare to confirm the answer he thought of 100%, but the current situation didn't allow him to hesitate anymore. If you say that you still have a chance to survive, if you don't say it, you will die, so it is necessary to try desperately.

Everyone also saw that Xiao Mo might have guessed the answer at this time, and they all looked over at this time, with their fearful and expectant eyes.

Life and death, only in Xiao Mo's answer.

"Breathe-breath!"

Xiao Mo took a deep breath, and his originally tumbling mind suddenly calmed down, and then he shouted at the ghost thing that was about to break through the limit:

"My answer is, there is not a single card, there is not a single bar, both are non-existent!!"

When Xiao Mo's words fell, the air in the room seemed to be hollowed out. Everyone's ears were filled with a continuous roar, and even their restless hearts beat more and more slowly, and then suddenly accelerated.

Because the lights in the house are all on at this time!

The sudden light stabbed Xiao Mo from opening his eyes, and when he recovered from his short-term blindness, his ears were already filled with the joyful celebration of Wang Zi and the others for the rest of their lives.

"The ghost is gone, we survived!"

“haha…… I'm alive...... It feels so good to be alive......"

"Grandpa...... We are not dead...... We really didn't die ......."

"Well, we survived......"

Yes, Xiao Mo's answer is correct, the ghost has no cards in his hand at all, not one.

The ghost mirror game mentioned in the hint is indeed a counting game proposed by the ghost in the mirror, and this seemingly simple counting is mixed with illusions that are difficult for them to identify.

Every victim encounters are a hint of what the event gives to the victim and what they do through the game. It's just that this simple truth is almost ignored by everyone.

Fortunately, he came to his senses at the moment.

Xiao Mo gasped for breath, lying on the ground exhausted. At this moment, he had a feeling of being suddenly separated from the world, because one second he was still trapped in the swamp of death and could not extricate himself, but the next second he easily ascended into heaven.

Until now, Xiao Mofang really understood a truth, that is, for those who cherish life, everywhere in this world is heaven; On the other hand, for those who hate life and feel that life is a bondage, there is hell everywhere in this world.

The division between heaven and hell does not depend on themselves, but on the people who live in them. If it is hell in people's eyes, that is hell, and in people's eyes it is heaven, that is heaven.

Xiao Mo smiled bitterly and said weakly in celebration:

"I survived."

Just when Xiao Mo was feeling emotional, Wang Zi and the others suddenly came to his side, and then, regardless of whether he agreed or not, they lifted his body high, and then threw it to the ceiling.

"Put me down...... I have a fear of heights ......! ”

Although Xiao Mo's screams were very miserable, Li Shuai and the others were still so happy that they didn't care what he said.

There is no doubt that everyone has taken the credit for solving this incident on Xiao Mo's head, and similarly, Xiao Mo's performance in Wang Langlan also made them admire.

Professor Qi and Mu Xue stood on the side, and when they saw Xiao Mo, who was tossed to death by everyone, they couldn't stop laughing.

Everyone finally ushered in their own rainbow after the bloody storm.

When they returned to the heart clinic, they slept hard for two days, and when they were almost refreshed, they visited most of the attractions like many travelers in the town, and it was completely relaxing.

However, although the rainbow is beautiful, it is short-lived, and once these days have passed, what awaits them is another cruel challenge.

When they were about to leave Jinyuan Town, they suddenly heard a terrible news, which was about Tongfu City.

Paper does not contain the fire, first some netizens posted on Weibo on the Internet, reprimanding ZF for concealing the truth and blindly perfunctory. With the appearance of this Weibo, tens of thousands of similar Weibo posts have appeared, and the Weibo says the same thing - their relatives or friends in Tongfu City have disappeared.

And someone took pictures of some places in Tongfu City, and the situation in the photos was like hell, countless decomposing corpses lying on the streets, vehicles were crashed into a ball, and the corpses of many drivers were crawling with maggots.

In response, the relevant authorities adopted a strategy of suppression and closure, and although the enthusiasm of public opinion has subsided, the matter is still in an uproar, and the people are pressuring ZF to make the truth public.

When everyone learned the news, they were also shocked enough, before they thought that the supernatural liliang had moved his hands and feet to hide this matter, but they didn't expect that the news was really blocked by ZF.

At the same time, this also reminded Xiao Mo that all the events in the curse were executed in towns that really existed in reality. In other words, the cursed Liliang is invading reality little by little.

If left unchecked, it will be a matter of time before an army of ghosts invades reality, which reminds everyone of the next chapter of the cursed game - Invasion of Despair.

Two days later, everyone returned to the bus that had been filled with fuel again, and with Li Shuai's foot on the accelerator, the bus drove out quickly.

Just in the car......

"Li Shuai, you want to die so fast!" (To be continued......)