Chapter 170: Drawing lots

Now there is no signal at all, and the group that remains is almost waiting to die.

No one wants to die.

The atmosphere was scorching and eerie.

Everyone was silent, and no one dared to speak first.

If you don't open your mouth to propose a grouping, it will be to drag everyone here, nine people will die or four people will die, which is more important?

But proposing grouping, no matter what the final outcome is, is a sure bad guy!

I swept around everyone and decided to be the bad guy myself.

Bai Luoxin seemed to see my thoughts, secretly tugged at my arm, and shook his head slightly.

I frowned: "Lin Zihan, don't make trouble." ”

Lin Zihan shook his head, pointed to the ground, and made an 'ahh

My eyes narrowed slightly, and I asked, "Lin Zihan, do you want to say that you also saw a hand stretched out on the ground?" ”

Lin Zihan nodded again and again, trembling in fear.

I thought for a moment, walked up to Wang Liqing, and stopped: "Wang Liqing, we are about to leave, don't make more trouble." After all, your identity is here, if not for anything else, think about your transfer letter. ”

Wang Liqing snorted coldly, looked at me deeply, and raised his foot to let go of Geng Chengping.

Geng Chengping's painful cold sweat fell, tears kept flowing, his voice was hoarse, his eyes were stunned, the whole person was stupid, he still whispered: "There are people, there are people underground......"

I squatted on the ground: "Geng Chengping, since you said that there are people underground, then you should carefully talk about how you escaped, and what do your hands look like?" ”

Wang Liqing frowned, and reached out to pull me.

I twisted my waist, my bones disjointed, and I stood up from the other side.

"Zhao Rui! You didn't hear what I just said?! He's lying! ”

I looked Wang Liqing up and down, shrugged my shoulders and said, "Even if he lies, you have to give him a chance to speak." Wang Liqing, there is no situation in the court where the defendant is not allowed to speak, right? ”

Wang Liqing gritted his teeth and looked at me, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes: "Zhao Rui! Now the situation is different, you don't need to let Geng Chengping be alarmist here in order to confront me! ”

I seemed to smile: "Wang Liqing, why are you so excited?" Can't you listen to a story? ”

Wang Liqing finally looked at me deeply and said in a low voice: "Zhao Rui, don't regret it. ”

"Don't worry, I won't regret it."

I laughed contemptuously, and then ignored Wang Liqing.

Wang Li turned around and left the tent angrily.

Wang Liqing was not there, and the air in the tent was fresh.

I continued to ask Geng Chengping.

Geng Chengping couldn't say why, he could only repeat over and over again that there were people underground, and he was grabbed by a pair of hands.

I looked at his ankles, and sure enough, I saw two bright palm prints on them.

Zhang Geng followed my line of sight, took two steps back in fright, and said in horror: "Brother Zhao! There really are ghosts! Geng Chengping was touched by a ghost hand! ”

Geng Chengping nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, yes!" It's not a human hand, it's a ghost hand! I've been touched by a ghost! It's over, it's over! Everybody is going to die......"

When he said this, Geng Chengping rolled his eyes, convulsed all over, and completely fainted.

Zhang Geng shuddered in fright, took out a talisman, and rolled his eyes.

Bai Luoxin hugged Lin Zihan in his arms and comforted him gently.

Ge Wange spat again, and stomped on Geng Chengping's broken leg bone: "Phew! Those who make up nonsense have noses and eyes, and they still have ghost hands? Why don't you say you've been ghosted? Trash! ”

After Ge Wange scolded Geng Chengping, he turned his head and said to me sweetly: "Brother Zhao~ You must not believe him, the handprint on his ankle may have been pinched by himself~ I already have a heart, how can I be like him......"

"That's it! Don't mention this again, it's not too early, let's rest first! ”

I was impatient to listen to Ge Wange, so I excused myself to rest, so I stopped talking.

Geng Chengping said that he cooperated with Ge Wange and wanted to steal the key and escape, which is very likely, as for what he said about someone underground, it remains to be discussed.

After this experience, the tent was exceptionally quiet tonight.

Everyone was worried, even Ge Wange looked at the tent silently.

Tomorrow will part ways, and no one knows what the future will look like.

In the middle of the night, I was woken up by the sound of rustling.

The sound was not loud, but it was very high-pitched, like a fingernail scratching a radiator, and like a kettle boiling.

When I opened my eyes, it was dark in the tent and I couldn't see anything clearly.

All I could hear was the voice coming closer and closer to me, getting closer and closer, until it stopped near my ear and blew for air.

Eerie, cold, with the rancid stench of death, my scalp tingling.

I grabbed it to my side, and all I felt was that I had caught a cold hand, soft, sticky, and stained with fresh sand.

"Who?!" I shouted.

Wang Liqing reacted the fastest, quickly sat up, and turned on the flashlight he carried.

When the light flickered beside me, I saw that there was actually a skeleton next to me!

It held its head in one hand, and I grabbed it with the other, and froze in place.

It was covered with snow-white bones, and only its hands were still covered with flesh and blood, as elastic as when it was alive.

Its nails were so long, straight into the ground.

It was still wearing the red mountaineering suit.

It's that weird skeleton I've encountered before!

It's actually keeping up!

Has it been following us all these days?!

Don't...... The hands that Geng Chengping said are its?!

Does it want to drag Geng Chengping into the sand and kill him?

Unafraid of the flashlight, it approached me, crunching bones.

My throat was tight and my mouth was dry.

Wang Liqing also seemed to be stupid, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

The sound of breathing in the tent was noticeably disturbed, and they all woke up, but none of them dared to speak.

It's so weird!

I gritted my teeth and punched the skeleton so hard that it didn't move, and my palms ached.

I took out an evil charm from my arms, bit the tip of my tongue, and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the evil charm, and then slammed the evil charm against the skull's head.

The sound of bones melting sounded, and the skull opened its mouth, and a faint green light suddenly flashed in its eyes.

I threw out another soul talisman, and the soul talisman burned "hulala", and in the flickering firelight, a thick black mist rose up.

The evil charm is not very useful, and the soul charm is not very useful, what the hell is this skeleton?!

Wang Liqing suddenly gritted his teeth and said: "Zhao Rui, don't be afraid, it's the strange thing I beat out last time that is acting as a demon, if you kill the thing in its skull, it'll be fine!" ”

Wang Liqing, your uncle! As soon as your upper lip touches your lower lip, let me kill that thing, why don't you use it yourself?!