Chapter 11: The Ruthless Bottle Picker

Over there, Chu Xiaoqin began to ask loudly, "Yun Shu?" Are you really okay? ”

"It's fine!"

As soon as the words fell, Lu Mingzhu began to scream again.

"Something! Ahhhh ”

They all shouted echoes, and Chu Xiaoqin didn't have time to care about this.

Yun Shu held the only remaining spout of the bottle, leaning her back against the wooden frame, staring directly at the rope that gradually stopped after dangling from time to time.

After spending a long time in the dark, her eyes will adjust, and she can barely see what it is with a slight squint.

It's a smashed, half-smashed head.

She stuck the bottle on the rope and slashed it down, breaking it down completely, before she stepped forward and kicked it on her toes.

Sure enough, it's not true.

She closed her eyes and exhaled slowly, fumbling with the sharp end of the broken bottle to poke each clump twice again, making sure there was nothing else before reassuring.

As she stepped back, she paused, and the soles of her feet seemed to be stepping on a thick piece of paper.

It can't be such a coincidence, right?

The sweet and sticky wine spilled on the ground, and she squatted down to touch the wetness of her hand.

In the dark, there is no difference between wine and blood, and it is disgusting to the touch.

Yun Shu endured the discomfort and touched it twice before touching the card soaked in the wine.

It is square, the edges are very sharp, and although the words on it are not legible, it can basically be confirmed that it is a bonus card.

It must have floated down the ghost's head.

It's true, the more passive you are, the luckier you are.

Finding a card that promised not to be eliminated, she simply sat in a dry place next to her, not planning to move again.

The shouts of Lu Mingzhu and Chu Xiaoqin were still echoing in the basement, and they had probably run from the left to the right by listening to the sounds.

Like a rat stepping on a landmine, it runs around with a fork and fork, and then gets blown up by a mine.

She suddenly felt that the metaphor was still a little funny, and a pile of tattered ghost heads lying on the side was not so scary.

The wooden frame was swayed, and the bottles clattered together, and she pulled out a bottle casually.

The sweaty palm is attached to the cold bottle, which is much more comfortable.

She looked left and right again, the light was too dark to see people clearly, could those "eyes" see their movements clearly?

How do those people tell if all five cards have been found? Also, why five cards?

Once suspicion has emerged, any clue will be questioned.

The shouting from behind continued, she stabilized her mood, raised her voice and shouted at them: "Lu Mingzhu!" Did you come across a ghost head that fell? See if you have a card on your head! ”

Lu Mingzhu shouted as if she was going to use her throat to fight a fire, her brain was about to lack oxygen, and she didn't hear her words clearly.

Or Chu Xiaoqin asked, "Yunshu, what did you say?" Did you find the bonus card? ”

Lu Mingzhu: "What card?!" ”

Yun Shu: "...... The bonus card may be in that ghost's head! ”

Lu Mingzhu: "What the hell?!" We didn't see the ghost's head! Well, that means there are ghosts! Ahhh ”

Yun Shu: "......"

She was silent, but Lu Mingzhu seemed to have found a way to temporarily suppress her fear and took the initiative to talk to her.

It's still shouted from afar.

"Yun Shu! You speak! Do you see a ghost? Come to us! ”

"What are you doing here? Bring a ghost to drink for you? She replied angrily.

Lu Mingzhu: "The number of people is not the ...... Yes! Chu Xiaoqin! Your head! ”

Head? Head dropped?

Yun Shu was startled, and immediately got up in the dark, and asked over there, "Lu Mingzhu?" What happened to Chu Xiaoqin? ”

"There's something exactly like his head!"

"......" startled her, but this situation should pass, her ears are about to be deafened, "You stop there and don't move, I'll come here." Lu Mingzhu, you say a few more words, I can discern the direction. ”

"Well, then I said it."

After a pause, she began to babble.

"Actually, I'm much more beautiful than Yun Shu, I used to be a flower in ten miles and eight towns, my mother said that I was the best-looking in the five generations of our family, can the audience who watches the show vote for me?"

Chu Xiaoqin, who was so frightened that he couldn't return to his senses for a long time on the wooden frame: "......"

Yun Shu: "......"

It's a fresh and unpretentious way of canvassing.

Yun Shu groped her way to the place where the voice came from, stepping heavily so that they could hear her approach.

Finally got closer, and the props that they had triggered before were blocked in front of her.

It was another hanging thing, and she almost bumped into it before she realized it, and the horror of people and hanging grimaces against her face made her feel like the hairs on her face were standing up.

She immediately took a step back, took a deep breath, flipped the bottle in her hand, and slammed it again.

Like a hanging ball, the long-tongued hangman was thrashed away and swung back again, his head split halfway through.

As soon as Lu Mingzhu heard the thumping sound, he turned around, and he couldn't see it, so he could only raise his voice and call out to Yun Shu.

"Did you do it? What is it? ”

"Ghosts."

"What happened to you?"

"Not really, if you like it, I can help you put it back together."

"......" Lu Mingzhu trembled and held back his words.

When Yun Shu walked next to them, she felt a heating element beside her and touched it.

"Chu Xiaoqin?"

Chu Xiaoqin shrank for a moment before slowly replying, "It's me." On my right, there's a ......."

"Bang!"

Before he could say anything, the head that was very similar to him was hammered.

Chu Xiaoqin tried to look at this scene with his eyes wide open, shivering, and felt that his head was also faintly painful.

Lu Mingzhu screamed in response, and then watched as the head that swung back was hammered again, and the entire prop fell to the ground, and Yun Shu squatted down and touched it.

In her opinion, this behavior is no different from looking for food in a mass graveyard.

"What are you touching? Yes, there is blood ......"

"It's wine," Yun Shu glanced at her, "Is your nose also an ornament?" ”

Lu Mingzhu was silent for two seconds, and actually held back a sentence: "Why do you say 'also'?" ”

"Guess. Squat down and look for the card. ”

She commanded people, and she stood up with the trend, and it didn't take much effort to make any effort.

Throwing away the broken bottle in her hand, she fumbled for a while to get it out of the wooden shelf.

"Did you touch the card? If not, keep looking. ”

Lu Mingzhu: "How to find it?" ”

"Most of the cards are in those scary things, so let's see one hammer and one to find."

Lu Mingzhu swallowed.

It's really strange to say such things with such an innocent face, and it always feels like that bottle will hit her head one day.

The two of them endured fear and touched for a while, but they didn't find a bonus card, so they had to continue looking for it.

Yun Shu took the lead, and when she did what she said, she pulled out a bottle of wine and smashed it when she touched a falling head, and the sound of thumping and cracking was endless.

Ning Siyun looked at the ruthless bottle picker on the screen, his eyebrows were jumping, and he turned to look at the assistant.

"The cheapest of those wines is 20,000 bottles."

Assistant: "......"

How did he know that Yun Shu would come up with such a solution!