Liu Yong, Wu Biao, and Fang Dahui parked their cars in the parking lot.

Fang Dahui glanced at the empty parking lot and joked: "Is the bar not open today, there is no one who doesn't say anything along the way, there are no cars in the parking lot." ”

Liu Yong said impatiently: "Whatever you do, I'll go to my brother to get some money, and we will go to other places to avoid during this time." ”

The two nodded, although they didn't kill the person, but if you want to do this kind of thing cleanly, you have to take this matter out of it first, everything has nothing to do with them, so it is difficult to find out anything.

"Hey, why can't the door open?"

Wu Biao, who was driving, turned off the car and couldn't open the car door when he pulled it.

"I can't beat it here."

"What's going on?"

Three people, four car doors, as if they had died of drought.

"Hello everyone and welcome to Hell. I'm the game host intern ghost cha Chen Qiu, number ID1462. ”

The three of them slowly turned their heads and looked at the car radio.

The car obviously turned off, why did the radio turn on by itself?

There was silence in the car, and a sultry atmosphere gradually permeated the three of them.

in the air.

Only the faint sound of breathing remained.

"She's back......"

In the empty parking lot, the figure of a woman fluttered over.

In the car, a sour smell suddenly came out.

Fang Dahui was so frightened that he was incontinent, and he shouted hysterically: "It's none of my business, it's not my business." I didn't kill you, don't come to me. ”

He desperately tried to pull the car door open, to get away from the ghost in front of the car. But the car door couldn't be opened, so he had to shrink his body into the car, not daring to move. Wu Biao and Liu Yong were no better than him, their hearts were beating violently, and they were about to jump out of their chests.

"Tonight, she's going to play a game with you. The name of this game is hide and seek, the game venue is the entire MG bar, after the game starts at 12 o'clock, everyone must be in the bar, the bar will randomly refresh 5 safe areas that the ghost can't see, as long as you hide in these 5 safe areas before 12:20, you can avoid the ghost chase. In other words, there are only 20 minutes left for you to find a safe zone. Only one person can be dodged in each safe zone, and every 30 minutes, it will be refreshed again, and the number will be reduced by one. By 2:30 a.m., there will be only one safe area left. So if you want to survive, you have to hold out until 3 o'clock. ”

"Three hours, maybe the last three hours of your life. If you attempt to leave the bar during this time, you do so at your own risk. ”

On the radio, the sound continued.

"Of course, don't be discouraged if you don't find a safe zone, because ......."

The radio station appears to be jammed and there is some noise. Liu Yong and Wu Biao only vaguely heard the word "vitality", and it took several seconds to return to normal.

"Alright, that's all for the hint, there are still 15 minutes before the game starts, everyone enjoy this death game."

The sound of the radio disappeared, and Liu Yong and Wu Biao looked at each other.

"What is life!"

Liu slammed into the TV, which was pitch black and had turned off automatically.

He turned his head, and the female ghost outside the window had long since disappeared, leaving a shard of glass in his wake, and the hallway lights were on.

Liu Meng's face changed, and after a few seconds, he turned and walked into the corridor.

The corridor was empty, Liu Meng poked his head out and looked for a moment, the corridor where people used to come and go was empty, and he came to the outside of the second floor along the corridor, which was usually guarded and customers were not allowed to come to the staff area.

But now there is no one outside, standing in the booth area on the second floor and looking down, the bar that is usually so high that it explodes is quiet, except for the bright lights, everyone seems to have evaporated.

Liu Meng's body was a little weak.

The original little luck psychology has completely collapsed now.

Who else has the ability to make the entire street and bar disappear from all the people in the street, but the ghost?

No.

Even the ghosts don't have the ability to do this.

Except for the gods of the underworld.

No wonder the young man called himself a hell ghost.

Originally.

There really is hell in this world.

"Brother!"

Liu Meng heard his younger brother's voice, he lowered his head and saw three people standing at the entrance downstairs.

Liu Meng walked down the stairs with heavy steps, and the four of them sat in the booth in the hall on the first floor. Everyone looked at each other, Liu Meng smoked cigarette by cigarette, and kept looking at his watch.

11:51 a.m.

With 9 minutes left, the game begins.

After being silent for a long time, Liu Yong finally couldn't help but say, "Brother, what's going on?" ”

Liu Meng threw the cigarette on the ground and stepped on it fiercely, and said with a gloomy face: "What else can I do, the ghost asks for his life." ”

Everyone's faces were ugly, Fang Dahui was lying on the sofa like a puddle of mud, and said with a dead face: "How can there be ghosts in this world, why are there ghosts!" ”

Wu Biao said viciously: "It's all to blame for that damn loser, if it weren't for him, ......"

"Alright."

Liu Meng interrupted: "What's the use of talking about this now, the important thing is to think about how to live." ”

The crowd fell silent, and every 30 minutes there was one less safe zone. Now there are four people here, does that mean that by 1:30 a.m., there will only be three safe zones, and then someone will have to die. The further back you go, the fewer people will be able to survive.

No one wants to die, and if they want to live, they have to find a safe zone, which means that everyone here is a competitor. In front of them, there were four people, and only one would survive.

After a while, Liu Yong looked around, frowned, and said, "Brother, something is wrong." We obviously didn't kill people, we can only be regarded as accomplices at most, why is the murderer not here, but we, the accomplices who are not guilty to death, are here to die? Is this ghost head sick? ”

Liu Meng was reminded by him, and he also realized this, and quickly raised his head to look around, he remembered that the damn rich second generation came over today, and he should have been having fun in the bar, why was he gone.

Suddenly, everyone smelled a foul odor.

Following the source of this stench, Liu Meng came to a corner booth in the northwest of the hall, and there was an ugly fat man lying on the sofa, with feces and urine flowing together, and foaming at the corners of his mouth, as if he was about to scare out a heart attack.

"Zhou Shao?" Liu Meng kicked the fat man a few times, but the fat man remained motionless and still lying on the sofa.

Liu Yong looked at Liu Meng and said, "Brother, what should I do?" ”

Liu Meng said indifferently: "Just let him lie here." ”

He turned his head to Wu Biao and Fang Dahui and said, "Do you remember what that ghost said?" ”

"Which one?"

"Vitality."

Liu Meng swore that "in addition to the safety zone, he said that there is still life left for us." In other words, in this bar, there must be something to deal with that ghost. While the game hasn't started yet, I'd suggest you split up and find it. ”

Wu Biao hesitated: "What about the safe zone?" It's so big, the hell knows where the safe zone is? ”

"Let's take it one step at a time."

Liu Meng started to look for it in the hall first, and he said as he looked for it: "I remember when the bar was built, the boss invited the master to look here, and the master left some magic weapons to suppress feng shui. ”

Everyone felt that what Liu Meng said made sense, so they split up to find life.

However, no one dared to disperse, acting in pairs, the Liu family brothers were in a group, and Wu Biao and Fang Dahui were in a group.

Fang Dahui and Wu Biao found the back door warehouse all the way.

To be a high-end bar, you must have a warehouse, because the amount of alcohol consumed in one night is very large, and you need to stock up on a large amount at any time.

The door to the warehouse was unlocked, and the two walked straight inside. Fang Dahui was sharp-eyed to find an old portrait pasted in the southwest corner of the warehouse, on which was a fairy with fairy wind and bones, wearing a star crown, tiptoeing on his shoes, and wearing a black Xia Crane Shou clothes. Holding jade Jane, hanging seven-star sword, hanging white jade ring.

This is the famous Shuide Xingjun.

This is also normal.

In the eyes of superstitious people, the god of wealth in the house, the king of the stove in the kitchen, and the statue of the god hanging at the door are all a kind of spiritual comfort.

In ancient times, not only the people believed in this, but even the royal family. In order to prevent fires, hanging the portrait of the Emperor of the Water De Xingjun and other low-end means, the royal family will generally build a temple called the Mercury Pavilion to worship these gods.

Therefore, in the hands of some folk feng shui gentlemen, it is a commonly used means. In fact, there are no less than ten such things in the entire MG Bar, and there are gossip mirrors at the entrance, which are used to block evil, and by the way, the evil spirit is reflected to the bar across the road. The general manager's office has Pixiu and God of Wealth, and the employee area has a beckoning tree, a rich tree and so on.

Even under the toilet, there are some things buried.

When Fang Dahui saw the portrait, he had an idea, pretended to walk over, secretly tore off the portrait, folded it and put it in his pocket. To tell the truth, he doesn't believe that this thing can drive away ghosts and evil spirits, but people always have to have psychological comfort in this kind of thing, and having something in their hands is better than nothing.

The two of them just glanced at the warehouse casually, except for the lobby, which was dark because of the lighting arrangement, the other places were actually brightly lit, which was not scary. It was almost 12 o'clock, and the two came to the hall.

The lights in the hall are all turned on, Liu Meng has followed the boss for many years, and has also worked as the general manager of MG Bar for seven or eight years, and he knows every inch of land here.

"How?" Liu Meng saw the two of them coming back and asked.

The two shook their heads.

However, what made their eyes shine was that Liu Meng actually found a statue of Guan Gong, which was a bar with three religions and nine streams, and it always involved some forces that could not be clearly stated. It is normal to worship Guan Gong, Liu Yong is actually Liu Meng's subordinate to do this, his deputy general manager's office has a Guan Gong, and he moved over.

"Ahem!"

A cough suddenly came from the empty and silent hall, everyone was startled, and the large LCD screen on the DJ booth lit up. The bar stereo surround sound disgusted the four of them to the extreme at this moment.

Because horror music actually began to play in the stereo, which is the BGM of the radio in Xingye's "Soul Night".

Listening to this kind of music on this terrifying night is creepy.

"Hehe, just kidding."

Chen Qiu's voice sounded, and he said with a smile: "There are 10 seconds until 12 o'clock, and I will start the countdown now." 7.6.5.4.3.2.1。 ”

"Game, begin."

In an instant, the entire hall suddenly darkened, and a cold air poured in from all directions, and the atmosphere froze at this moment, and the hall was gloomy. Everyone, suddenly, heard a woman's laughter.

She was laughing maniacally.

It's like rejoicing that a feast is about to begin.

The four of them looked at each other, the cold air was rising from under the soles of their feet, and they were cold all over their bodies.