"Move them out, it's just some dolls, it's fine."

Shen Yingxing comforted Xie Shasha, and the three of them put the dolls in the room on the aisle.

The room was not small, with three beds in it, as if it had counted three people to stay.

Seeing this bed, Xie Shasha thought of Ye Tian, the last copy ended too quickly, and she didn't even see Ye Tian's figure.

After returning to the villa, Ling Xun said that Ye Tian had left the alliance and did not leave a single word.

Although she felt very confused, she always felt that Ye Tian should not leave without saying hello.

But Ling Xun said so, and Shen Yingxing also believed it, so Xie Shasha could only swallow this doubt.

"Have a good night's rest, and talk about it tomorrow."

Two small paper figures flew out of Shen Yingxing's shoulders and stuck to the heads of the two beds, one left and one right.

"With them, I can protect you."

Shen Yingxing went to the last empty bed, and the three beds were placed very strangely, all in the corner of the room, and they were very scattered.

The three of them lay on their beds and soon fell asleep in a dark and sweet sleep.

In the middle of the night, the puppet placed in the hallway slowly stood up and looked at the cat's eye on the door with a faceless face.

Immediately noticed by the two little paper figures, they drilled out through the crack in the door, clinged to the puppet's face, and strangled them to death.

The heads of the two dolls fell, and the other three dolls immediately remained motionless, as quiet as chickens.

Early the next morning, the sun shined through the screen window, and Shen Yingxing was the first to wake up.

She slept in the corner by the door, rubbing her brows, as if she had forgotten a lot of things.

I forgot something, but I can't say anything, and the feeling of missing a piece of memory is very annoying.

Lingjun and Xie Shasha were awakened, although this is an empty building, but the equipment inside is still very complete, and the washing utensils are all available.

Shen Yingxing stared at the three toiletries that had been placed in the bathroom, and the strange feeling of being arranged came again.

It's like someone knows in advance that so many people will come and how many people will stay in this room, and the feeling of being arranged is particularly frightening.

After washing, everyone gathered and waited at the gate of the empty building.

In the distance, a man who looked like a farmer walked over, carrying a hoe on his back, but he was about to leave directly past everyone.

"Uncle, wait a minute."

The farmer who had just walked out not far was stopped by Jiang Cun, and the farmer turned around with a puzzled expression.

"What are you doing, stranger?"

"Uncle, did you see a middle-aged man with dark skin and a long scar on the inside of his calf when you came over?"

Jiang Cun described the characteristics of the villager to the farmer in detail, and obviously said that he would come in the morning, but more than an hour passed, and he only saw the farmer passing here.

"You're talking about Xiao Wang, he's been dead for seven days, how can he come here, are you crazy!"

The farmer looked at them with a look of incomprehension, and then left with his hoe on his back.

The farmer had a thick accent, and although he couldn't understand some words, he could still make out that the villager had been dead last night for seven days.

Then the person they saw last night was a dead man, or a ghost.

In the end, it is an A-level copy, and it is foggy and confusing from the beginning.

"Brother Jiang, then what should we do now?"

After one night, there were four more people around Jiang Village, and Yue was among them, and the five people formed a small group, headed by Jiang Village.

"Let's go to the village first."

Players rushed towards the village in a group of people, and saw the village from a long distance.

The buildings of the entire village are made of red brick and wood, and the exterior walls are not painted, which looks very old.

As soon as you enter the village, there is a large road, lined with brick or wood houses, some of which are next to each other, and some of which have a small walkway.

And the village was eerily quiet, like there was no one but the players.

If they don't speak, they can almost hear each other's breathing.

The silence was eerily terrifying.

"Why is there no one in this village?"

One of the female players looked up at the dried corn hanging in front of the house, then came closer and looked into the window of the brick house.

The windows of those houses were not large, and they did not appear to be more than thirty centimeters in length and width, and they were separated by columns of wood of different thicknesses.

"What are you looking at?"

The female player's companion walked over and followed her towards the window.

I saw that in the small room, there was a very realistic puppet, the face of the puppet was facing the window, and the facial features were lifelike.

The delicate doll is wearing a pink princess dress, but it looks like a middle-aged woman, which makes people feel grotesque no matter how you look at it.

The doll slowly raised its head, and from her chin, a long wooden stick poked into it.

"Ah~"

The doll opens its mouth, revealing a hollow throat, and she has no tongue, or rather, the tongue has not been made.

The companion was startled, and immediately the female player turned around and was about to run, but was grabbed by a snow-white hand on the wrist.

The puppet seemed to come behind the two people in an instant, and its cold hand grabbed them.

The two of them suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and the moment they wanted to take out the props, they were pulled in through the narrow window.

The gap between the wood and the wood is very small, and the dolls pull them in one by one.

The sound of bones breaking sounded, and the two of them wanted to scream in pain, but when they opened their mouths, their tongues were torn out.

The puppet pulled the two into the room, and their limbs turned wooden in an instant.

They rolled their eyes, their bodies turned to wood, and they stood stiff in place, two long sticks nailed through their jaws.

The puppet happily flapped its arms and came to the middle of the two, one on each side, holding their arms and quieting down.

Silence returned to the room, and the three puppets remained motionless, occasionally rolling their eyes to indicate that they were still alive.

"Did you hear anything?"

The person walking in front shook his head, "Don't be suspicious, there are so many players, it's normal to have a voice." ”

The man behind him was persuaded and took a new step towards the front.

The large group explored the village, and when they came to a corner, everyone heard the sound of shoes dragging on the muddy ground.

The sound is so penetrating that it can be caught by everyone, even in the whispers of the players.

They paused to discuss and looked in the direction the voice was coming from.