As he spoke, Lu Fan lifted the hem of his clothes and found that two words were written in blood on it: comb!

"I actually wrote something?"

Originally, he looked at the clothes and thought that he had not succeeded in leaving a message, but on the inside of the clothes, he saw the words.

However, these two words are crooked, and some of the strokes are still intermittent, and they can only be barely distinguished, and the handwriting or something, there is no need to mention it, the ugly one is to death.

"Comb?" Wang Jia tilted his head to look at the two words, "These people have a strand of hair left on their necks, this ghost should be a hanged ghost, which means that we can use a comb to comb the hanged ghost's hair, and we can kill the hanged ghost?"

"It's a strange message. Seeing Lu Fan find the words from himself, the junior school bully also began to tear up his clothes, "If the comb can really kill the hanging ghost, and the hanging ghost is dead, how can our memories be erased?"

"It could be two kinds of ghosts or three kinds of ghosts together. Wang Jia also began to look for it, "The live broadcast room has never said that there will only be one kind of ghost." ”

"No, one kind of ghost has one weakness, and if multiple ghosts appear at the same time, how do we find the weakness? It's too difficult. ”

The primary school bully disagrees.

"Then this comb can't destroy ghosts, but Lu Fan still wrote down these two words, what do these two words represent?"

"I think before discussing the meaning of these two words, we should first determine whether I wrote them or not. Lu Fan stared at the word for a long time, "I don't have the memory of writing these words in my head." ”

"Is this your handwriting?"

Elementary school bully asked.

"It's not. Lu Fan shook his head and added, "You can't judge it by handwriting." In the case of ghosts, I hurriedly wrote these two words, a little messy, and it makes sense. The words on my body are messed up and have no handwriting to speak of. ”

"The handwriting is not yours, I dare not recognize this word. ”

Wang Jiadao.

It is also possible that the ghost grabbed Lu Fan's hand and deliberately wrote these two words on his clothes!

If the handwriting is Lu Fan's, then it's okay to say, after all, Lu Fan has never written in the live broadcast, and there is no way for ghosts to imitate.

But it wasn't Lu Fan's handwriting, it was too easy to pretend.

"I don't dare. ”

Lu Fan frowned and wrote it down in advance, it didn't seem to be very feasible.

"If we look elsewhere, we may have left something else. ”

Although the words on the clothes didn't dare to believe it, it also made Lu Fan think of one point, that is, they may not only write on their respective bodies to make marks before, and they may also hide the clues in the opera garden.

The three of them began to rummage through the corpses.

"This time the hell, it went straight to the next morning, and this hell time is a bit long. Wang Jia said as she searched, "It's hard to imagine how we survived the attack of ghosts all night. ”

"From this point of view, I think that what Brother Lu said about the fact that the ghosts can't hurt us may still be relatively large. ”

Elementary school overlord.

"Live broadcasts are all dangerous, the live broadcast process is going to kill people, and ghosts can't hurt us, so this live broadcast is not like solving problems in a classroom for us, I think it's ridiculous. ”

Wang Jia shook her head.

"But how did we survive this night, and why should we erase the memory of this night?"

"Wait, elementary school bully!" Wang Jia's movements suddenly froze, and the word "one night" appeared three times in the conversation, making her catch something, "You just said, this 'one' night?"

"That's right, when we came, it was just dark yesterday, and the ghost appeared, and it went straight to this morning, isn't it just a night?" Speaking of this, the elementary school bully's eyes were big, and his little hand slapped his smooth forehead, which looked a little cute, "No! Our memories have been erased, why do I think it's only been one night?"

"That's right, that's right! It turns out that this is the truth that our memories have been erased!"

Wang Jia suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

This is really too bad!

Is it really just one night?

Maybe it's two nights, it's three nights!

Everyone's memory is erased, so how long this time has passed, everyone actually doesn't know, but when the ghost appeared, it was dark, and it was already morning when everyone came back to their senses, so everyone thought it was the next morning.

But it could be the morning of the third day, the morning of the fourth!

The first time I saw the hell, it was also the case, everyone was in the tavern, the memory was erased, and when they came back to their senses, it was already afternoon, so everyone thought that the time had passed in the afternoon.

Was it really an afternoon?

Maybe it will be the afternoon of the second day or the afternoon of the third day!

As for saying that if it is really after so many days, everyone will definitely go hungry, and now everyone is still alive, this little question is also very easy to explain, if this is really a pit, then it must be a ghost to feed them!

Tsk, ghost feeding, this is a treatment that even ancient emperors have never had.

"I'm going, it's a pit, it's too pit, I didn't expect that the demon live broadcast could have this kind of operation. ”

"Anyway, when you think about it, you feel like a god pit, the demon anchors thought that the live broadcast had just begun, but in fact, the live broadcast was almost over. ”

"If this pit is true, then the situation is not good, the live broadcast is almost over, but the demon anchor still has no clue about how to survive, how can this be broken?"

"The live broadcast hint must have been given, I bet it's not Zhang Tianshi, it's Zhong Kui!"

“······”

That's right, time is the biggest pit in this live broadcast!

The time given to these participants by the live broadcast is only seven days, and the two hell of its, everyone thinks that it is only one day, so they do not rush to carry on, but in fact, the second day that everyone thinks is likely to be the sixth day!

"It's not that you use ghosts to kill us, but you want to use the rules of the live broadcast to kill us, this live broadcast is really out of the ordinary!" Lu Fan stopped looking for something, "Okay, let's end this live broadcast, reward or something, don't want it." ”

"Don't want it, don't do it! Because of this greed, I almost fell into the live broadcast room. ”

Wang Jia also shouted not to reward.

"Alas, a hundred years, it's gone. The primary school bully shook his little head, "Brother Lu, let's do it." ”

"I'm going, what's the situation, these people seem to know how to spend this live broadcast early on?"

"It seems that yes, but these three people are really powerful, it seems that all three of them have thought of it. ”

"What is the way to live? Hell, the memory has been deleted, what is the way of life?"

“······”

The live broadcast room shouted.

This live broadcast is really in a fog for everyone, because the ghost memory was deleted, the corresponding clip was edited, and the plot of the little friend was fragmented, but Lu Fan and they found a way to survive!

How?

What exactly is the way to survive?