When Qin Manjiang met "Chen Ping", Zhong Xueran was also able to shake off the pursuit of the black sheep behind him and hid for a short time.

Her physical strength has been specially exercised, which is already very good, but she will not run as agreed.

It is not her principle to pin her hopes entirely on others.

Zhong Xueran took out the Sanqing Bell in her arms, she was not worried that this bell would make a sound at this time, alarming the ghosts.

This thing can only be used once in a game, and only then can it be shaken.

The ferocity of the sick sheep monster talk this time exceeded Zhong Xueran's expectations, and she was already strange, because the players in the top ten seats will be arranged into the challenge mode in most cases, and the multiplayer mode is simply a holiday for the top ten seats.

Because as far as she knows, each of the top ten players, including herself, has their own exclusive permanent items, and Sanqingling's teleportation is not too outrageous compared to the weird abilities of those guys, and their survivability is much stronger than most players in multiplayer mode.

However, in this multiplayer mode, there is not only a new player who has just passed the beginner level, but also three ghosts appear as soon as they come up.

Even the rules for making a wish are very hidden, and they haven't seen it until now, and the difficulty has suddenly increased......

However, it is just that they don't see it.

Zhong Xueran took out a rubber band from his pocket, tied up the long hair scattered behind him, and silently began to calculate the time in his heart.

Whether it was He Jian, who had outstanding physical strength, or Liu Jingqing, who had excellent text analysis skills, including Qin Manjiang, who was not like a new player, they didn't notice a thing.

The fairy sheep is the root of everything, and the other two ghosts, whether "Chen Ping" or "Li Rong", are all derivative ghosts caused by the mistakes and omissions of this fairy sheep ceremony, that is to say, if the usual development of this village is followed, Chen Ping and Li Rong will die when they die, and it is impossible to become ghosts.

According to the current behavior pattern of the three ghosts, "Li Rong" will kill if he wants to kill, and he will not take the initiative to ask about his wishes at all, while "Chen Ping" will take the initiative to ask what the other party's wishes are after meeting humans, as for the elusive fairy sheep, it attacked Qin Manjiang and Liu Jingqing, and did not take the initiative to ask about the performance of "wishes".

So, one thing can be inferred very simply......

The power of the fairy sheep to realize his wish has been given to "Chen Ping", which is why only "Chen Ping" is constantly asking about wishes.

So, what abilities do "Li Rong" and "Immortal Sheep" inherit?

The answer isn't complicated......

At this time, the footsteps of the black sheep came from outside the courtyard where Zhong Xueran was hiding, and she didn't think that she could hide forever.

Zhong Xueran touched Sanqingling and said in a low voice, "I've wronged you first." ”

She threw Sanqingling hard and threw it in the opposite direction with all her might!

An exclusive permanent item, which can almost be seen as a clone of the player, and can be used as a temporary distraction after use.

That's why she found the opportunity to immediately use the teleportation ability one game at a time, so that she didn't feel distressed to throw it out.

As for this Sanqing Bell who was thrown out to lure the ghost, it will come back after the game is over.

Taking advantage of the sound of sheep's hooves, Zhong Xueran fled here without hesitation.

Just now, she didn't know Qin Manjiang's plans, but Qin Manjiang's arrangement was exactly what she wanted.

From the behavior pattern of "Li Rong", it is inferred that what "Li Rong" inherits is the ability to collect the price, and the person who makes a wish at "Chen Ping" will have "Li Rong" to collect the price.

The price is nothing more than one - death.

However, they mistakenly thought that all three ghosts could make a wish.

At least...... "Li Rong" won't listen.

Moreover, they have also forgotten one thing, even if the ceremony is not wrong, they can really make a wish...... There are only two of them.

One is the one who becomes the fairy sheep, and the other is the one who is chosen by the fairy sheep.

And those who can't do these two things and make a wish directly......

Zhong Xueran didn't think much about it anymore, and ...... for half an hour It should be enough to act.

Good luck.

There is such a thing as a spirit pupil, but the more the better......

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He Jian is still running away.

The village is still quiet.

Will I be able to live?

He Jian didn't have any confidence in his heart.

He knew that he was not a person with outstanding abilities, and he did not become a history teacher because of how smart he was, he was just willing to work hard.

He spends two hours remembering what others can remember in an hour, and when others can play on the spot, he thinks about the situations he may encounter in advance, and then makes a plan in advance.

It was the same when he entered Xianyang Village this time, he went to buy a lot of things that might be used.

But...... Most of them are useless.

He Jian was out of breath, although "Chen Ping" had not yet appeared, he still did not dare to stop, as if once he stopped, he would fall behind.

In this strange talk game, he only knows Shi Lianshan alone, the two of them have worked together in a strange talk game, and they have met in reality, and their friendship is very good.

The two drank in private, chatted, talked about life, work, this damn game, and how long they could last before they died.

Shi Lianshan thought very openly, and he said that he almost died when he was in the novice level.

The ghost took on the form of his deceased father, and he knew it was a ghost, but he was still reluctant to use the rules to completely eliminate it.

After reluctantly passing the novice level, Shi Lianshan already knew that he would die sooner or later.

"If I let you kill me with a knife, you must help......" Shi Lianshan said drunkenly.

"Got it," He Jian didn't ask more, but asked, "You say, why are ordinary people like us being selected by this kind of game?" We are all middle-aged, people who are about to enter their old age. Neither physical nor mental strength is an opponent of young people, do we have the value of being chosen......"

The words he asked seemed like drunken words, but Shi Lianshan replied seriously:

"Life is not a novel, there is only one protagonist."

Shi Lianshan's eyes were drunk and hazy, and he lay on the table: "Do you know, Lao He, the moment I realized that I had become the protagonist of my life, it was when my father died......"

"At that time, I was thirty years old, and my child had just been born."

I never communicated much with him, but at the moment when he was about to die, I was scared......"

"My father saw it...... He told my wife, mother, and children to go out, and I had something to say to me......"

He said......"

"You can't hide under the eaves, now, you have to be the eaves of this house......"

Shi Lianshan didn't answer why someone like them was chosen by this game, but for He Jian, that didn't matter anymore.

Right......

The vast majority of people in this world are ordinary people, but ordinary people are not obliged to become vassals of anyone.

I want to live, I want to live.

For my family, for my life.

He Jian ran as hard as he could, all he could do now was to believe in Qin Manjiang, but at this time, he received a text message, which made him stop suddenly.

"The ghost is here, you go to Chen's house."

The sender was Qin Manjiang.

Qin Manjiang didn't call, but chose to send a text message, if the ghost was close in front of him, it was impossible for him to write a text message or make a phone call on the spot, and now receiving this text message, there are only two possibilities.

First, Qin Manjiang expected that an unexpected situation would occur, so he wrote a text message in advance, and sent it directly when he encountered an unexpected situation.

The second is ...... This message was sent by the ghost, with only one purpose, to lure him to the Chen family.

But...... Why the Chen family?

He Jian stopped.

"Chen Ping" had already lifted the time limit for his actions, and now that 15 minutes had passed, "Chen Ping" still did not appear.

Could it be that ...... "Chen Ping" is really there in Qin Manjiang?

However, why didn't Qin Manjiang make a wish to let "Chen Ping" stop acting for fifteen minutes? If he was sure that the game would be over in half an hour, he should have made a wish......

He Jian looked at the text message on his mobile phone and hesitated.

He couldn't tell if the text message was true or false, and if he did, all that awaited him was death.

Chen...... What is there to go for?

He Jian pinched his mobile phone stiffly, and the last sentence that appeared in his mind was what Qin Manjiang said when he left before......

"If you believe me, do what I say."

Trust......

This kind of thing is extremely precious in the real world, let alone the strange world of life and death.

Want...... Believe him......

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Liu Jingqing held the brush and ran desperately in the direction of the ancestral hall.

As long as you arrive a second earlier, you can unlock this silent realm earlier, and those ghosts who can't see the light can at least restrain a little.

That's all I can do......

She has never run so fast as she does now, she is very tired, running 800 meters when she was a student will cost her half her life, and after work, she has been sitting in front of the computer for many years, and her physical strength has deteriorated seriously.

But now she didn't dare to stop at all, her throat and eyes were burning and hurting, her ears were full of roar, her legs were moving mechanically, where was the elegant appearance she had when she first drove a luxury car?

Finally, the ancestral hall appeared before her eyes.

As in the village, it was empty.

Liu Jingqing felt that her heart was about to pop out, but she still didn't dare to stop a step, panting and running to the door of the ancestral hall, pushing with all her might.

This is it......

This is the hint in the opening remarks!

[I was put in a dark and narrow hole, and I could no longer hold light in my eyes. 】

The ancestral hall is not small, but such a description can only explain one thing...... The body of the fairy sheep is much larger than they imagined!

After having this idea, and thinking about it carefully, the ancestral hall specially repaired by the fairy sheep in this village is not exactly a lying sheep from a bird's eye view?

The position of the sheep's head is the gate!

And the center of the eyebrows is here......

"Squeak......

The door was finally pushed open by Liu Jingqing.

Her gaze fell on the threshold, she held the brush nervously, then stretched out her finger and bit her own finger hard!

She didn't have time to find other liquids, and after sucking the tip of the brush full of blood from her fingertips, Liu Jingqing took a deep breath, her heart pounding!

She vaguely felt a panicked gaze!

The terrifying pressure was more terrifying than all the weird games she'd ever experienced!

Her whole body was trembling, her teeth couldn't help but click, Liu Jingqing pinched the brush, she was so scared that she wanted to turn around and run away.

But......

Liu Jingqing pressed the tip of the pen down sharply and pressed it on the threshold!

"Hum—"

It was as if there was such a voice ringing in my head.

Then, the insects chirped, the birds chirped, all together appeared!

It's back! Unravel the Realm of Silence!

However, before she could continue to rejoice, she saw a river of blood on the stairs in front of the door!

The headless bodies of two young men lay miserably.

Liu Jingqing trembled and looked into the ancestral hall, the fragmented corpses were covered with blood, and the smell was disgusting!

At this moment, there was a vibration through the brush!

Liu Jingqing stiffened, and pictures appeared in her mind......

Whirlwind...... Sheepskin...... Dotted ...... Sheep ......

Is that ...... "Li Rong"?

That's how she died......

Wait, like that...... Isn't it?!

Liu Jingqing's eyes widened, she looked down at the brush in her hand, and then looked at the ancestral hall where there was no longer a living person, only a pile of broken corpses.

She stood up and pondered for a moment.

And then step by step...... Walked in.