Following the line of sight, the dim moonlight shone on the ground, and the diffuse reflection of the faint light illuminated some lines.

The lines are outlined, and finally the shape is formed into a human figure, a plastic doll composed of several cylinders.

"Jiang, Brother Jiang...... You guys, you guys? ”

Brother Rong was a little overwhelmed, whether it was from the perspective of venting his private desires or from the perspective of the realism used by frightened people, the figure in front of him was probably difficult to take on the heavy responsibility.

This is the so-called third party in the two-person model? Isn't that a bit too dramatic?

Li Yangjiang's voice came from behind:

"What's going on, Brother Rong? You just have to pat that thing on the shoulder. ”

"Oh, good."

Brother Rong's steps moved by himself, he came to the wall and stood and then spontaneously raised his hand and patted the shoulder of the plastic doll, and the doll was suddenly touched by something, and raised his right foot to move at 90 degrees.

The doll disappeared into Brother Rong's narrow field of vision after only two steps, and Brother Rong turned his head and let his body be precisely parallel to the wall, facing the wall.

In the dark, his eyesight could barely see the wall in front of him, and the small bumps that had not been properly smeared when he applied lime were scattered on the white wall in front of him.

When a person loses a sensory disturbance, other aspects of energy are compensated.

The sound of footsteps in the empty and lonely warehouse is extremely obvious, it is a doll that has just left, and this theme transforms the installation in the space.

Outside the rhythmic and boring footsteps, Brother Rong only heard his gradually increasing heartbeat and heavy breathing.

Brother Rong, who was irritable and stood unusually straight, began to think wildly, and his brain, which obviously had a sense of stagnation, began to work.

He...... His name is Rong Tianming? Is it really called this?

Some kind of self-doubt appeared in the muddy brain, and the heartbeat inexplicably became faster, plopping, beating drums and discs! The snort is so heavy that it feels like I'm going to blow the tin sheet!

Panicked, confused, stunned.

Who is he? Where is this?!

Rong Tianming, who was staring at the wall, was extremely irritable, and his restlessness drove the soles of his feet to be hot, and his ears were even burned by a large amount of rapid blood flowing.

A footstep came from the right, the device was still heading towards the broken corner, and Rong Tianming could only wait here, wait!!

The irritability ignited anger in the bottom of his heart, and the impulsive brain began to manipulate the body, he was going to leave this place, and he didn't do it!

The imaginary twist of the body did not appear, it was still Rong Tianming, it was still the wall, it was still those small pimples of white lime, and what he saw even before the nameless fire came, and the direction did not change at all.

How can a human head be so steady!? He's not a bird, he's not a machine!

"Stompe."

The sound of footsteps interrupted the thought, and the anger was extinguished by the long-lost change.

Just wait a while for the doll to get to the next side.

With the sound of a pounding heartbeat, footsteps rang out in the room again.

The sound of heavy footsteps, and even the sound of some sand and gravel crashing and coming to a sudden stop.

Knock, knock. One by one, it was combined with Rong Tianming's heart rhythm.

Rong Tianming is wearing flat shoes today, Li Yangjiang is wearing a pair of labor shoes, and the balloon doll's steps are even lighter.

Who's this?

Rong Tianming had a chill.

I began to comfort myself in my heart, and there are many reasonable explanations, and if a theme park is willing to arrange a two-person model, there will definitely be a fourth person, and the change of footsteps is also easy to achieve.

But no matter how comforting it is, the anxiety and uneasiness in my heart are difficult to eliminate.

A long and tormenting wait, heavy footsteps stopped at the opposite corner.

According to the rules of the game, when the fourth person appears, the game should be stopped, and Li Yangjiang's voice came from behind:

"Brother Rong, it's your turn, let's go."

In response to the sound, Rong Tianming took a 90° step and began to walk.

His eyes moved in the dark, and in the mechanical cadence, Rong Tianming always felt that something was ignored by himself, but the more anxious he was, the more chaotic the thoughts in his head became.

The scorching heat continued to wrap upward, the breath was quick and smelly, and the saliva in the mouth was constantly secreted.

One step, and another.

The sound of emptiness is behind, and the sound of a beating and hot heart is ahead.

And then another step, standing.

The rubber doll was not in the expected corner ahead, but instead it was empty.

What happens when the rules of the game are broken?

"Holy!! Li Yangjiang, what are you doing? What the hell is this!! ”

Anger gushed out, hearts beat drums, the impenetrable barrier in the brain finally cracked, and countless questions gushed out.

Who would do such a theme park in the middle of nowhere?

My head and feet are not fixed by things, why can I be pushed and walked?!

Why should you play this game yourself?!!

"Li Yangjiang!! Li Yangjiang, your ancestors, what's going on, hurry up, help, save me!! ”

A roar relayed throughout the warehouse, a heavy step on the right, followed by a thud.

"Bang !!"

As if encountering a wall, the footsteps were knocked unconscious, and a young man's voice came:

"Leave it alone!! Quick, control your steps and end this game quickly! ”

"Uncle Jiang, turn on the lights, turn on the lights!!"

"The lights are on your side, pull them on!"

The roar echoed, and the blade sparked sparks, and a fleeting flash of light emerged from the blade and then disappeared into darkness, followed by ————

It's still dark.

The lights overhead were not working properly, and Rong Tianming's feet began to turn, stand, and his body turned to the right.

If he continues to move forward and walk into that darkness, what will greet him?

Panic welled up in my heart:

"Help! Stop, I can't stop, what the hell is going on with you, help me!! ”

"I can't get over, there's an invisible wall here, I can't get over!!"

Inserted between the words of the two, Li Yangjiang shouted:

"Aren't you playing a game, you go in the direction and pull him!"

A word woke up the dreamer, and the heavy footsteps began to take steps, and the swift sound of the wind blew.

Rong Tianming's footsteps did not stop, and he walked forward while wailing:

"Stop, stop, I have family, don't do this!!"

Accelerate, keep accelerating.

Zhang Guoqing, who was wearing a balloon, accelerated his pace, lowered his posture, and accelerated his cadence until he reached the limit, and cut in the air!

The wind is whizzing, and the streamlines are reflected in the moonlight.

It's just that the reflection disappears for a long time, like a character in a silent movie, and the whole action is repeated in place, but the distance is not pushed further.

Zhang Guoqing only felt that he had run a few kilometers, but no matter what, the opposite corner couldn't pass, and the screams around him were endless:

"Li Yangjiang, Li Yangjiang I really thank you, I ......"

"Brother, it's coming, it's coming, Zhang Guoqing !!!"

The scolding stimulates the brain, Zhang Guoqing needs more strength, the development of things is beyond his imagination, and the responsibility is naturally borne by him.

"Move, move, why don't you move!!"

As if the limit was exceeded, the thickness in front of him finally became soothed, although it was still difficult, but it was not impossible to do anything.

It's just not enough, such a speed still can't catch up.

"Let's go!!"

Running, the space around you becomes loose, it's not enough.

"Let's go, ah!!"

Running and then turning your body to accelerate, a corner has arrived, and it is not enough.

"Go, go, go, go, !!!go,

It's like breaking through some kind of barrier, and everything goes smoothly.

Worms began to emerge from the surroundings, and the tomahawk slashed and slashed, and a taro could be seen in front of it, and beyond that was a telephone booth painted with red paint.

"Give me your hand, hand !!!!!"

Hearing this, the taro turned around with two constantly beating chess, leaned slightly sideways, and the phone booth had already stepped in half a step.

"Hold on to !!!"

A slam lunge, a grasp of the back, a sense of weight.

"Smack."

The lights are on. Zhang Guoqing fell to the ground.

Looking at the right hand, a puff fan is grasped by a small section of bifurcated taro, and the section is flat.

Zhang Guoqing fainted.