Tonight, Ning Qiushui changed another room.

As the so-called defense is indispensable, what he did was normal in Yue Ru's opinion.

The three holes of the cunning rabbit.

It's just that to Yue Ru's surprise, even though he knew that there was a drop of unclean blood on the back of his neck, which was likely to be caused by the 'laughing man', Ning Qiushui still slept very quickly tonight.

Not long after he lay down, the sound of his even breathing, accompanied by a slight snoring, echoed through the room.

If it was Yue Ru's first time knowing Ning Qiushui, she would probably think that he was pretending to be asleep, but after getting along with each other two nights ago, she found that Ning Qiushui's sleep quality was like this...... Outrageous.

As soon as you get into bed, you will fall asleep for a while.

Looking sideways at Ning Qiu's calm face, Yue Ru couldn't help but complain in her heart:

"Fuck, this man is a pig, right, so he can sleep?"

She looked down at her phone.

The time above shows that it is now 11 o'clock.

According to her previous two nights' captures and records of time, the appearance of "Laughing Man" is usually after 12 o'clock.

That is, if she is going to do it now, there is still an hour to go.

Yue Ru put her hand into her other trouser pocket.

There was a folded piece of cardboard.

When she touched this piece of cardboard, Yue Ru clearly felt her heart pounding.

She swallowed her saliva first, slowly turned her head to look at Ning Qiushui on the bed, and called:

"Brother Qiushui, wake up, Brother Qiushui...... Brother Qiushui! ”

She screamed several times in a row.

But Ning Qiushui showed no signs of waking up.

By this time, her flustered heart had calmed down a little.

A touch of yin poison appeared in the originally clear eyes.

"You can't blame me, you can't blame me...... I just want to survive, and I know that everyone has done nothing wrong...... Why am I the one who suffers? ”

"I just want to live...... I just want to live...... I don't want to die! ”

As if she was fascinated, she kept muttering these words softly.

It's like self-hypnosis.

"Sister Qiu said...... Sister Qiu told me! As long as you're all dead, you're all dead, I'll survive!! ”

Soon, a strange and crazy smile appeared on Yue Ru's face.

She lifted the quilt and stood up on tiptoe without putting on her own shoes.

Yue Ru first checked Ning Qiushui, and after confirming that he was asleep again, she took out the piece of cardboard that had been folded several times from her pocket, gently lifted Ning Qiushui's futon, and stuffed it in.

Then she came to the door, opened it carefully, silently, poked her head out, and looked out the hallway......

After confirming that there was no one, she gritted her teeth and courageously walked into the dark corridor alone!

Arriving at a room behind the three doors, Yue Ru stopped, first cautiously looked into the glass frame on the door to make sure that there was someone inside, and then she reached out and touched the blood on the back of her neck.

The blood can't be wiped clean at all.

Even if you clean it up once with a wet wipe, the blood will reappear after a while!

Yue Ru's idea is very simple, that is, to use this drop of blood to paint this door all over little by little!

Seeing the door in front of her gradually turn red, Yue Ru smiled with satisfaction.

She smiled happily.

When she had done this, she went to another room, opened the door softly, closed it silently, and lay down on the bed.

Yue Ru, who was immersed in his masterpiece, didn't see that in the dark depths of the corridor, there was still a pair of eyes...... Watching her!

If she was a little more careful, she would definitely find that that guy was Ning Qiushui, who was already asleep.

After Yue Ru closed the door, Ning Qiushui came to her door step by step.

He crumpled the greeting card that Yue Ru had placed in her futon again, and then put it in the groove of the door frame on Yue Ru's door.

After finishing his work, Ning Qiushui returned to his previous room, quietly waiting for tonight's judgment to come......

Time ticks and ticks.

Yue Ru, who was lying on the bed, was a little nervous.

She did these things on a whim, and she did it when she thought of it.

Instead, I've simulated it in my mind many times!

An old man in the dormitory told her that in some of the bloody gates where they survived for many days, there was usually a maximum number of ghosts to kill each day.

In general, there will be no more than three.

This rule is not 100% effective, but the doors that are in effect account for at least 98% of the gates, which is the experience that everyone has summed up with blood and life.

And what Yue Ru wanted to do today was also very simple.

- She wants to take the initiative to help the "laughing man" kill three people except herself!

As long as this way, she has a good chance of surviving!

The first one is naturally Ning Qiushui.

Both of them have been marked by mysterious, unwashed blood, and in such a situation, the hatred of the "laughing man" towards them should be the same.

But now, Ning Qiushui has one more death card in his hand.

Therefore, the "laughing man" will definitely give priority to Ning Qiushui!

Secondly, if the 'Laughing Man' marked them by the strange drop of blood on the back of their necks, then she smeared Huang Hui and Nan Zhi's doors with such blood, and the goal of these two dorms must be bigger than herself!

If there was no problem with her plan, the three people who died tonight should be Ning Qiushui, Huang Hui, and Nan Zhi!

As for what to do with the little couple, that's for later!

At least today...... She survived!

"Don't blame me...... If you want to blame it, it's your bad luck......"

"I don't want to do anything to you...... But I really don't want to die......"

Yue Ru kept muttering to herself, as if doing these things also made her feel very uneasy.

But if she could choose again, she would do it anyway!

"Happy Birthday to You......"

"I wish you ...... Happy Birthday......"

"I wish you ...... Birthday...... Fast...... Joy ......"

The strange singing in the corridor rang out as promised.

Hearing this singing, Yue Ru not only felt fear, but even a bright smile rose on the corner of her mouth.

"Brother Qiushui, you're right."

"Dead Friends...... Immortal Poor Road! ”

The song rang out from the end of the corridor in the distance, spreading little by little.

There was also a boy's crisp laugh in between.

"Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee......"

"Hey......

The voice kept moving closer to this end, and finally stopped at ...... Yue Ru's door.

In the room, Yue Ru listened to the singing and laughter that kept echoing outside the door, and the bright smile on her face froze.