Later, they entered the old factory together. There is a large pattern on the ground, circular, about four or five meters in diameter, and hexagonal shapes are drawn on the outer circle.

His junior high school classmates pulled him to stand on one of the hexagons. There were twelve slots, and there were ten of them, and when they stood up, it was a circle, and the eleven and twelve o'clock positions were empty.

At first, he thought it was the kind of handkerchief that he lost and went up to perform whenever he threw it. But everyone didn't speak, didn't sit down, and looked very nervous.

He whispered to him what was going on with his junior high school classmates, but the other party said vigorously, "We'll find out later." ”

After a few minutes of silence, he suddenly felt the temperature around him drop. It was like being thrown into the refrigerator all of a sudden, and it was so cold that he got goosebumps. Immediately after, on that empty seat, a phantom gradually emerged. It's like a three-dimensional image, it appears in front of you out of thin air.

He was taken aback, but no one else, including his junior high school classmates, reacted in any way. His expression was a little frightened and a little numb, as if he had foreseen this situation and was already mentally prepared. He was so scared that he wanted to turn around and run out. I don't know why, his body seems to be frozen, let alone turn around and leave, he can't even move his fingers.

"Scared to pee?" Zhang Peng asked with concern.

"Pee your size, brother is so brave, how can he be like you." Zou Bin said dissatisfied.

Gradually, the phantom became a physical entity. He was wearing a black robe and a hood, and he couldn't see it. The black-robed man slowly turned his head to look at him. He was shaken all over, and the terrifying feeling was like being stung by a wasp.

After about a few seconds, the black-robed man turned his head, looked at the ground in the middle, and said slowly: "There is a new person joining, and the game is reshuffled." The voice was hoarse and unpleasant, like that of an old man who was about to die.

"Participants, ten, one killer, nine civilians......"

Hearing this, Li Chunsheng interjected and said, "It turned out to be a killing game." ”

"Yes, it's a killing game, but this ......" Zou Bin said with a frightened face, "but it's really ......"

"What, you say this game is real?" Zhang Peng asked.

"The one chosen by the killer is really going to die." Zou Binbin's voice trembled involuntarily, "That night, I dreamed that a man was hit by a truck and died. Right in front of my eyes, it was crushed into meat sauce by the wheels, just like the real thing. He picked up the cup and wanted to drink tea, but his hands couldn't stop shaking, and the tea was spilled everywhere, "I thought it was fake at first, but as soon as I turned on the TV, I heard a morning news report that a man suddenly rushed out of the road and was run over by an overloaded truck......"

Zhang Peng, Li Chunsheng, and Lao Huangpi glanced at each other, but they didn't speak.

The next night, Zou Binbin went there again. Including his junior high school classmates, there are only nine people left.

He knew that he had been cheated, so he asked his classmates why they wanted to hurt him. His classmate lowered his head and did not speak. From yesterday's black-robed man's sentence "There are new people joining, the game is reshuffled", it can be inferred that as long as there are new people joining, the game will be assigned an identity. It's better to be a killer than a civilian.

Later, when the killer was voted in the referendum, Zou Binbin voted for his classmate. As a result, his classmate was sentenced to death by one vote.

He ...... He's right in front of me......" Zou Binbin held his head and trembled, "It melted, like a candle, and melted into a ball of blood." ”

Li Chunsheng patted the former on the shoulder as a sign of comfort, and then asked, "Can't you tell who you are?" ”

Zhang Peng smiled and didn't speak. Li Chunsheng immediately patted his head and came to his senses, "I don't know anyone else, who believes it." ”

Then, Zou Binbin continued. The next night, he also had a dream about the girl with freckles on her face falling from the stairs. There was a "snap", and the brain was smeared. Lying on his back on the ground, his eyes wide open, as if looking at him. He woke up in fright, watched the news in the morning, and heard the news of death again.

The third day, today, was about to pass.

"What should I do, Brother Peng, save me!" Zou Binbin grabbed Zhang Peng's wrist and cried.

"Hmm......" Zhang Peng pondered for a while and nodded.

At present, the fear and evil spirits he encounters have the ability to possess and create illusions. And this one is likely to be the fear evil spirit that Xiao Yunuo said before, who has mastered the power of a certain rule.

This kind of evil spirit usually does not have the ability to attack directly, but it can stir the thread of fate under certain rules, which is a bit of a thousand catties. The so-called power of rules has some similarities with the lever theory proposed by the ancient Western scientist Archimedes. Archimedes once wrote a letter to the king, saying that if he was given a fulcrum, and a lever long enough, he would be able to pry the entire planet.

The moment formed by the theoretical fulcrum and the theoretical lever is the "rule", and the force multiple amplified by the moment is the "rule force".

Although the conditions of use have become more and the scope of application has narrowed, the power has increased exponentially. For example, in the movie Sadako, the requisite condition of "watching a videotape" needs to be met in order to kill the target. Normally, people don't go to see it. But once you see it, if you don't have the help of a master, you will be killed soon.

In addition, the more difficult the conditions of the requirement, the greater the power of the rules, and vice versa. This fearful evil spirit relies on the rules of the "killing game" to attack, and the power of its rules is probably not small.

There are usually three ways to deal with this type of evil spirit.

Or, it has absolutely powerful power, and its absolute value is greater than the power level after the power of the rules is amplified. Just like a small ant, even if its strength is magnified a hundred times, it is not an opponent of humans. But for most cultivators, they didn't have such a strong force.

Or, the power of knowing the rules can directly destroy the rules built by the evil spirits. It is equivalent to directly shattering the "fulcrum and lever", so that its original form is exposed.

Or, get involved, discover and use the rules of evil spirits to achieve the goal of avoiding danger, or even in turn to strike at the other party. For example, against Sadako, it is to burn the tape directly. As long as you don't die, you'll be fine.

Zou Binbin must be saved, not to mention that he helped last time, even in the long run, it is also necessary. The factory director Zou Wenren is not decisive enough, he is more than pedantic, he is mixed in the factory, and there is always a time to ask for it, so it is better for Zou Binbin to bother his father than Zhang Peng himself.

"Let's go along and watch from the outside." Zhang Peng said.

"No, there are only seven people left now, wait for a while to vote to die, and the killer will kill another one at night, with a probability of one in seven and one in six, it is difficult to escape." Zou Binbin said with tears in his eyes.

"You mean, let the individual go and then reshuffle the cards?" Zhang Peng asked.

"Yes, yes, yes......" Zou Binbin nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

"Aren't you cheating on us?" Zhang Peng said.

"But I'm going to die." Zou Bin was in a hurry.

"I know......" Zhang Peng patted him on the shoulder and said, "But it doesn't make sense, let's die with you." ”

"This ......" For a while, Zou Binbin was speechless. This requirement is indeed difficult for some strong people. Life is once, and no one has the right to ask others to sacrifice for themselves. After figuring this out, Zou Binbin had tears on his face, looked up and sighed, "Alas, ......"

"There's a brother, don't be afraid." Zhang Peng put his arm on his shoulders and said.

"There's Brother Peng." Li Chunsheng put his arm on Zou Binbin's other shoulder and said in a firm tone. Before you know it, you're brushing off the responsibility.

The game started at six o'clock, Zhang Peng and Zou Binbin left the compound, called a taxi, and went to the old factory in the western suburbs.

After more than an hour, the four of them got out of the car and walked on the wasteland for about 20 minutes before finally arriving at their destination. The thatched grass here is so high that the original road has been obscured, and only a sheep's gut path remains in the middle.

......In order to soothe his emotions, Zhang Peng put his arm on Zou Binbin's shoulder and joked, "How hungry and thirsty do you have to be to agree to come to this kind of place to play games." If it were me, I wouldn't have been killed. ”

"You are a full man who doesn't know that a hungry man is hungry, I am twenty years old this year, and I have never even touched a girl's hand." Zou Binbin sighed.

"Catch up with Ming'er, let Haruko take you to the water world and see and learn." Zhang Peng squeezed his eyes at Li Chunsheng.

"Don't ...... I don't like that kind of place, it's not clean......" Zou Binbin hurriedly refused.

The two of them walked into the old factory as they spoke. As far as the eye can see, the fence, the open space, the weeds, the broken trucks, and the old factory are all clear at a glance. Li Chunsheng and Lao Huangpi did not come in, and looked along the outer wall left and right.

It's half past four in the afternoon, and the sun is reddish, but it's still bright. Quietly, Zhang Peng subconsciously shook the handle of the gun behind his waist and followed Zou Binbin into the factory.

There were several large holes in the upper roof, and the orange-red sunlight shone on the ground. The dust was thick, and there were shredded paper, wooden boards, tin sheets, and other things scattered everywhere. The windows on the wall were tattered, half-open and half-closed, revealing rays of sunlight, a scene of decay and decay.

He soon saw the pattern that Zou Binbin had mentioned, round, four or five meters in diameter, with some kind of hard object cut out of the groove, and then poured red paint. The outer ring is hexagonal, twelve in all, arranged according to the shape of the clock.

Zhang Peng went around and didn't see anything Ni Duan, just like an ordinary pattern engraved on the cement slab.

"How about destroying this thing?" Zhang Peng asked.

"Does it work?" Zou Binbin asked rhetorically.

"I don't know." Zhang Peng shook his head.

"Destroy this, will we just die?" Zou Bin asked worriedly. In his impression, the black-robed man is omnipotent, and whoever wants to die, he will die.

"It's really hard to say......" Zhang Peng hesitated.

"Brother Peng, think of a way, it's up to you." Zou Binbin folded his hands and pleaded.

"Let's go, go outside and wait." Zhang Peng said. For some reason, he felt very uncomfortable here and just wanted to leave as soon as possible. Especially the people around him, who are more cowardly than him.

After a while, Li Chunsheng and Lao Huangpi went around in a circle, and when they met with Zhang Peng, they both said that they had found nothing noteworthy.

When it was almost six o'clock, six people came one after another. Four men and two women, one of whom was a woman, turned out to be acquainted.

I saw that she was slightly chubby, wearing a black professional skirt and a pair of flat leather shoes. Looking up, the white shirt was abnormally swollen, as if there were two large melons hidden. Further up, the skin is fair, the appearance is good, but the appearance is dull, and the reaction is a little slow. Zhang Peng screamed twice in a row before he reacted.

"Dai Xue!"

The person concerned was stunned for a moment, then showed surprise and walked quickly. The fullness of the chest trembled with the footsteps, making it difficult to take your eyes off.

However, looking at the naturally stupid glasses girl, trembling and tumbling, as if she would fall down at any time, Zhang Peng only felt a pain in his skull. Now that the mortality rate of acquaintances has risen to two out of seven and one in three, it is a bit unacceptable.

Of course, he won't admit it, it's all because of the big breasts......