The fear of seeing a ghost at first sight faded with the passage of time.

The ghost has not moved, and everyone has become bolder, and when they look at each other, they all want the others to strike first.

Gradually, everyone's eyes began to converge on Zhao Qing.

Obviously, when newcomers are not easy to bully, the weakest person in the team will become a target.

"I, I don't, I don't go."

Sensing everyone's gaze, Zhao Qing kept shaking his head and shrinking to the corner.

"Zhao Qing, don't forget, everyone is helping you." Brother Ming grabbed Zhao Qing's hand: "Remember what the predecessors said, if the ghost doesn't move, just touch it." ”

Zhao Qing shook his head frantically, constantly struggling to break free of his hand.

A trace of anger flashed on Brother Ming's blood-covered face, and he directly grabbed Zhao Qing's hand and shook it hard.

Zhao Qing couldn't resist this huge force at all, and the whole person screamed and crashed into the ghost standing still.

I didn't help this time, and I wondered why the ghost didn't do anything when it appeared, but stood there like a wood carving.

It's like a mechanism that hasn't been triggered, and I don't know if it's bound by the rules of the game in this weird space.

The next moment, Zhao Qing hit the ghost's body headbutt.

The ghost shook a little, and the maggots on his head fell into the sewage.

The head that had been kept down slowly lifted up, revealing its face.

It was a face full of cracks, and if you looked closely, you could see that the cracks on the grimace were exactly the same as the cracks in the mirror.

The only difference is that there is Brother Ming's blood in the crack in the mirror, but the crack on the ghost's face has no blood, only white flesh that looks like it has been blistered.

"If you break the rules, you have to die!"

A hoarse voice sounded, and with the movement of the ghost's lips, the crack cracked directly, and the flesh brush on the entire face fell down.

"Ahh

A piece of meat fell on Zhao Qing's body, she could no longer bear the fear in her heart, let out a miserable scream, and fainted with her eyes.

The body fell into the sewage, splashing water, and in the next second, Zhao Qing was choked by the sewage and coughed repeatedly, and was forcibly woken up from the coma.

"I'm not playing anymore." Xie Juan shouted, turned around and opened the door and ran out.

The door that had been unable to be opened just now was easily opened by her, and countless sewage poured out, and the water level was constantly decreasing.

"Damn."

Wang Xue, who tried to pull out Xie Juan, grabbed a blank spot and couldn't help but scold.

Under the frightened gaze of everyone, the ghost slowly turned his head to look in the direction of the door.

The next moment, it appeared at the door of the room as if teleporting.

It stepped on the sewage and walked slowly out.

Watching the ghost's figure disappear outside the bathroom, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Brother Ming suddenly kicked Zhao Qing, who was still coughing, to the ground: "Damn, Xie Juan triggered the death omen." ”

Death omen?

It's another new word, it seems that Brother Ming has a deep understanding of this game, and they don't quite like people who have only experienced two missions.

I thought to myself, and didn't try to stop it.

At this point, they didn't have time to pay attention to me.

Wang Xue glanced at Zhao Qing and asked, "Brother Ming, what should I do?" ”

"How do I know?" Brother Ming replied angrily, watching Zhao Qing's chest rise and fall, and it seemed that he wanted to step forward and beat him.

Wang Xue said: "Brother Ming, if Xie Juan dies, this task will not end, and we have one less person." ”

"It's a big deal, don't go out, it's delicious and delicious here." Brother Ming said, his eyes turned to me: "Just take this opportunity to do something." ”

Wang Xue frowned, obviously disagreeing with Brother Ming's words.

I ignored Brother Ming's fierce gaze, and instead thought about what he had just said.

There is a lot of information revealed in his words.

While thinking about it, Brother Ming had already picked up the steel pipe on the ground, and walked towards me with a cruel smile: "You damn it!" ”

The steel pipe was raised high, and it was about to fall, but Brother Ming's movements stiffened suddenly, he looked down at the ground, and the fierceness on his face was instantly replaced by horror.

The sewage in the bathroom has flowed out, leaving only a thin layer and all kinds of debris.

And on the ground, my shadow formed the form of a girl, extending from my feet to Mingge's feet.

"This shadow...... Is it a ghost? How can there still be ghosts? ”

Brother Ming's reaction was quick, but he didn't associate the ghost under his feet with me.

It was Wang Xue, who looked at the shadow and then at me, and said with some uncertainty: "It shouldn't be, there should be only one ghost in this mission." ”

"And what's under my feet?"

Brother Ming was a little angry.

Without delay, I said, "Tell me about it, you seem to know a lot of things." ”

"Say you****."

"Smack."

Brother Ming's swear words were slapped back by me, and I shook my hand and said, "My face is very thick, my hands hurt, and I still have to use tools." ”

As I spoke, I took the steel pipe in Brother Ming's hand, and in his frightened gaze, I gestured a few times at his head: "Say it or not?" ”

Brother Ming is not stupid, he was just controlled by Liu Chang and couldn't move, not that he couldn't think, and immediately said in surprise: "It's you, this ghost has something to do with you?" Are you a yin person? ”

"Yo, you still know Yin Xing, you are making me more and more curious."

I made no secret of my surprise.

For a long time, I thought that Brother Ming was just an ordinary person involved in the game, but I didn't expect that the other party constantly knew about this game very well, and even knew about the existence of Yin Xing.

You know, although many people have been in contact with people in the underworld, for them, the meaning of the underworld is only the traditional profession of dealing with the dead, such as paper binders and bone pickers. It's not much different from other professions.

I don't even know the word yinxing.

Brother Ming's face was cloudy, and gradually turned into helplessness: "I was wrong, I knew that you were a yin person, I wouldn't treat you like this, after all, the yin people have also helped me a lot before." ”

"Before? It's the senior you just mentioned. It seems that as I thought, you have more than two tasks, let's say, as long as there is a lie, you know the result. ”

Brother Ming's eyes flashed with a hint of fierceness, and he lowered his head slightly and said: "We didn't lie to you, this time we did only pass two tasks, but we have played a few rounds before, and the most time we have passed four missions at a time, and we can almost get out." ”

"How many rounds?"

"Hmm." Brother Ming nodded: "This game is not unlimited, five people, five keys, there are only three chances in total, no matter who dies, if the three deaths have not completed the task, the game will restart." All previously played missions are voided.

The only good news is that every time someone dies or passes a mission, there will be a variety of delicacies to enjoy wherever we appear.

Except for the missions, this game does not have any dangers. ”

I nodded, and suddenly laughed: "Brother Ming, you deliberately don't want to go out, right?" ”