Little Monster: "Did you hear me clearly, dear player?"
Baili Xin still remembered the rules of the game. When he received the sketchbook, he did not stop, but slowed down his pace slightly and continued walking. "How do I know when the game ends?"
Little Monster: "When a corner is vacant, the game is over. They are willful ghosts. When they lose interest in playing, they will choose to leave. As for when they will lose interest, hehe, hehe, I don't know, but they will not leave within five cycles. After all, it has been a long time since anyone appeared to play games with them."
"So far, they seem to be very interested in the content of the live broadcast, and they will not leave until the live broadcast ends."
Baili Xin could already see the ghost in front of him. He said "Oh" and continued to elaborate on the rules of the game: "You said that we only need to draw the details. Details like long hair are easy to draw, but what about the details of the facial features? If they all have two eyes, a nose and a mouth, then can I just draw two circles to represent the eyes?"
Little Monster: "Details are what you can tell them apart at a glance. You can make the eyes and nose look different, but you need to draw some very eye-catching parts. For example, if there are obvious scars on its face, you need to draw them."
"Since this is the first game, I'll give you another hint. Hehehe, it should be easy to get the details of the ghost in front of you, right? You can see the figure clearly at a glance, and it doesn't matter if you can't see the face clearly. Don't you have hands? Touch it, and you will know after touching it, right? Hehehe, as long as you dare to reach out your hand, this is a game of courage. If you are brave enough, you will succeed."
"You, who are you talking to?!" Da Zhuang's somewhat flustered voice suddenly came from a distance, "Hey, you're scaring me, you're scaring me to death, don't scare me."
He paused, then asked uncertainly, "Were you the one speaking just now, Baili Xin?"
"yes."
"no."
Baili Xin was stunned.
Just as I said "yes", another voice with exactly the same tone as my own sounded at the same time.
The goblin had just imitated the red-haired man's voice, and now he was imitating his own voice.
If this is the case, it becomes difficult to obtain information about the ghost's appearance through other people. First of all, it will be difficult to get a response to your own information output.
The story of "The Little Wolf" is well known to everyone. Isn't it because the shepherd boy kept lying that caused a crisis of trust among the villagers? The same is true now.
If the ghosts keep imitating their voices, Da Zhuang and the others will not dare to respond because of the crisis of trust.
Sure enough, Da Zhuang suddenly yelled in the darkness, "Damn it, it's happening again! Is he imitating Baili Xin's voice again this time?"
Baili Xin pursed her lips and stopped talking.
The joyful and noisy laughter of the little monsters came to my ears, "Haha, haha, these ghosts are very smart, lucky player, I look forward to your wonderful performance."
Baili Xin: "..."
Lucky
So harsh.
Baili Xin finally walked behind the ghost. At this time, Baili Xin came to the camera of the mobile phone again and appeared in the camera at the same time as the ghost.
This time, Baili Xin did not rush to take over, but shifted his attention to the mobile phone screen.
The phone consumes power very quickly when live streaming. It had 80% power just now, but now it has only 40%. From just now to now, it has gone through thirteen cycles in total. Theoretically, he still has 13 cycles of time gates to look for clues.
But in fact, mobile phones generally have one thing in common, that is, as the power decreases, the power consumption rate of the mobile phone will accelerate.
The last 40 may only have two-thirds of the endurance of the first 40.
This is still a conservative estimate. If we calculate based on this conservative estimate, he only has more than eight cycles to use.
The barrage of comments was still flying by, and Baili Xin quickly glanced at it.
Family, I feel like something is not right. This doesn't seem to be acting. If it is acting, then the acting is too realistic.
I have the same feeling, I am now numb with fear. If this is a sitcom, this is a bit too much, Dazhuang, you have received enough rewards tonight, you should end it now. But if this is not a sitcom but real, is it really haunted
Da Zhuang should still be in another corner and can't see our comments. But what about the girl's scream and his roar? What happened
It sounds like Mr. Rat has disappeared and a new ghost has taken his place.
Oh shit, is this script never going to end
All evils go away! Prosperity, democracy, civilization and harmony! All evils go away!
Baili Xin read ten lines at a glance, and then focused his eyes on the ghost in front of him.
He had experienced this so many times before that he had memorized the ghost's back view by heart. Just like the little monster said, the ghost in front of him was not difficult, the difficult one was the one behind him.
Baili Xin was silent for two seconds, slowly raised his hand, and looked at the barrage again.
When the audience in the live broadcast room saw Baili Xin's actions, the speed of the barrage of comments accelerated again.
Damn, handsome guy, what are you doing? Are you touching the ghost fairy's face
He is too brave, isn't he? But he dared to touch the ghost fairy's face. Is this an indirect proof that the ghost fairy is actually a human in disguise? If it was a real ghost, how could he be so bold
Wow, he lifted up the ghost fairy's hair. Let me see what the ghost fairy looks like.
Baili Xin had already lifted the hair of the goblin on the side closest to the camera, revealing half of its face while his fingertips touched the goblin's skin.
The coldness immediately bit onto Baili Xin's fingertips like a maggot attached to the bone, and quickly climbed up along the fingertips to the fingers, the back of the hand, and the arm.
In addition to the cold touch, he also felt a slightly rough and hard touch.
It felt a bit like him touching a body in the morgue.
Because of the angle of the lens, even through the lens, he could only see the ghost's exposed ears and a small area of his cheeks and chin. His ears were no different from those of normal humans, his cheeks were pale and sunken, and his chin was thin, almost skin and bones.
Baili Xin didn't get too many details of the picture in the live broadcast room, and once again focused his eyes on the front.
He moved his fingertips to carefully trace the ghost's facial features while looking at the ghost in front of him thoughtfully.
As his fingertips moved, gradually, a puzzled expression appeared in his eyes.
Finally, he slowly withdrew his hand, patted the ghost's shoulder, and pushed it away.
The ghost that had been frozen in place moved again, still with that stiff movement.
Stand on tiptoe and slide on the ground without bending your legs.
Baili Xin stopped where he was, staring intently at the sketch paper in his hand but showing no intention of starting to write.
The annoying little monster that looked like a fly suddenly "hehehe" barged into Baili Xin's sight, sat down on the sketchbook, and stared at Baili Xin with its huge eyes that took up nearly one-third of its face: "Player, why don't you draw? Did you get the details just now? Hehehe."
"You are very brave. Tell me, what did you touch?"
The little monster's eyes were dark, and the pitch-black eyeballs almost occupied all the space in the eye sockets. The whites of the eyes were only a small triangle area, which was almost invisible. At first glance, the little monster's eyes were pitch black and looked very weird.
Baili Xin's expression was a little subtle: "I didn't touch anything."
Yes, he didn't touch anything just now.
Where my fingers touched was just slightly rough skin, with no facial features at all.
The little monster laughed creepily again. "Maybe it's a faceless ghost? Are you ready to start drawing?"
Baili Xin finally shook his head, "No, wait a little longer."
"Okay," the little monster didn't rush anyone. It controlled its round body and flew up from the sketchbook again. "Actually, the ghosts in front are not a problem. The difficult ones are the ghosts in the back."
Baili Xin: "..."
The game is still going on.
“Pah, pah, pah.”
This is the sound of Da Zhuang's footsteps.
“Tap, tap, tap.”
This is the sound of red-haired footsteps.
“Clang, clang, clang.”
The footsteps of this second ghost.
The newly appeared ghost is slowly approaching.
Baili Xin held his breath, and the audience in the live broadcast room began to get excited.
Is this footsteps sound a new ghost
It was my first time appearing in front of the camera. I was a little excited because I didn’t know what I would look like.
I was kind of curious, but I was also scared.
I am scared but also want to see it, I feel timid, helpless and pitiful.
A cold breath slowly approached from behind along with the sound of footsteps, and finally the footsteps stopped.
The cold breath blew rhythmically over his head.
This feeling should be breathing. If the breath falls on the top of the head, it is very likely that the monster's body is relatively tall.
At least taller than him.
But even if he knew the ghost's height, it would be useless. He would eventually draw the ghost's appearance in a sketchbook, and the sketchbook would not reflect things like height.
Can I reach my hand behind and touch the other person's facial features and body shape just like I did to the ghost in front
Thinking of this, Baili Xin tried to reach back.
But even if he stretched his arms straight, he didn't touch anything.
There was nothing behind him. Perhaps, just as the little monster said, these ghosts were very smart and deliberately avoided his touch.
Baili Xin silently retracted his hand. Seeing this, the little monster burst into laughter again, as if laughing at Baili Xin's stupidity.
It flew in front of Baili Xin, blinking its big eyes and looking at Baili Xin innocently: "What's wrong? Didn't you touch anything this time, dear player? Then you have to use your brain, how can you see their details? Maybe you can ask the red-haired girl behind it? Although she may not listen to you, maybe she believes you and will tell you the information about the ghosts?"
Baili Xin stared at the little monster in silence.
The little monster's huge eyes became more and more lively, and it looked at Baili Xin with crystal clear eyes.
Baili Xin was silent for two seconds, then nodded seriously: "What you said seems to make sense. Why didn't I think of it? Thank you, little monster."
The black-haired little monster let out a sharp laugh, "You are such an interesting player, I am not called a little monster."
In the distance, Da Zhuang's voice came again, "Little monster? What monster?! Baili Xin, is it you who is talking?"
Baili Xin did not respond immediately this time. Then he heard another "self" in the air respond to Da Zhuang: "It's not me."
Baili Xin: “.”
What are the rules for ghosts to imitate speech
Is it time to ask
The first time the ghost spoke, it imitated the red-haired girl and shouted "Game Over", and this time the voice came from in front of him.
A reasonable guess is that the ghost in front made the sound.
But since the sound is made, there should be a mouth, right
Or is it because he has become a ghost that he no longer uses his mouth to speak
As for the answer to this question, Baili Xin chose to keep it to himself for the time being.
The next two times the ghost made sounds were when Da Zhuang asked questions.
Da Zhuang was not the only one who spoke just now. He also said a lot.
Judging from Da Zhuang’s reaction, what he said was not blocked, but could be heard by those around him.
But after saying so much, the ghost never spoke.
But when Da Zhuang said a few words, the ghosts all spoke.
Are ghosts very sensitive to question-like questions
Just as this thought flashed through Baili Xin's mind, he felt a cold pressure on his shoulder.
Then he felt a force pushing his back, and his body involuntarily took two steps forward.
The ghost determines the progress of the game, and when the ghost presses the start button, the game continues.
As he walked, he continued to think about the pattern of the ghosts' responses.
In order to verify his previous guess, he tried to speak while walking: "Da Zhuang, were you the one who was talking just now?"
"yes."
"no."
Two voices rang out from the door of the room at the same time. After a brief silence, Da Zhuang's cursing voice rang out again: "Damn, it starts again. Is it fun to tease us?"
"Interesting."
This is Da Zhuang's voice.
The angry questions and calm answers constitute a very subtle self-questioning and self-answering.
But Baili Xin knew that the following answer was not from Dazhuang, but from the ghost.
Can this rule be used to our advantage
While Baili Xin was thinking, he had already arrived behind the ghost in front of him.
The ghost in front was still standing quietly like before.
The little monster's voice sounded in his ears again, "How about it, do you want to touch it again? To confirm whether it is really the faceless man?"
Baili Xin did not look away, his sight slowly slid from the top of the ghost's head to the ghost's toes, and then moved his sight back to the front of the ghost. Then he answered the little monster's suggestion very seriously: "Okay, I'll listen to you."
Amid the weird laughter of the little monster that only Baili Xin could hear, the young man raised his hand again.
The little monster was floating on Baili Xin's shoulder, looking forward with burning eyes, a look of curiosity and mockery in its eyes.
What about trying again
No face or no face.
No one can discover that detail, that hidden but crucial detail.
This young man is no exception.
When the young man draws this face, it is the moment when eternity begins.
The cycle hasn't started yet, but it's already started looking forward to it.
he he he he he.
The little monster laughed very happily, its eyes fixed on Baili Xin's actions. When it saw clearly what Baili Xin wanted to do, the little monster's laughter suddenly stopped.
This time the young man raised his hand, but instead of lifting the goblin's hair aside like last time, he placed his fingers on the back of the goblin's head.
The little monster suddenly raised his voice: "What are you doing!"
But the sound did not affect the young man's actions at all. He just put his fingers into the ghost's hair. As he gently teased it, a pair of blood-red eyeballs suddenly rushed into Baili Xin's eyes through the gaps in the hair without any warning.
There was dry and shriveled skin under that eye, and his lips were cracked with clear bloodshot lines.
Its face was pale, and when Baili Xin lifted its hair, the eye was staring at him coldly.
The ghost obviously didn't expect Baili Xin to suddenly lift up its hair. Its eerie eyes froze for a moment, and then turned back to the strange and cold look at the beginning.
The goblin opened his mouth and let out a threatening "hiss".
"Hi, hello." Under the ghost's gaze, the young man greeted the other party, even doing a full wave and raising a polite smile.
Goblin: “…”
little monster:"… "
The young man greeted him and carefully put down half of his hair. Then he moved to the side and lifted up the other half of his hair.
The other half of the face was also revealed.
It is no different from the previous half of the face, almost symmetrical.
"Sorry, I'm being rude," Baili Xin, who had carefully examined the details of the goblin as it was gradually becoming crazy, finally smiled at the goblin very apologetically, "Sorry, I'll cover your hair right now."
Having said that, Baili Xin quickly let go of his hair, patted the ghost's shoulder hard, and pushed the ghost out with force.
Go away!
The little monster was stunned.
It looked blankly in the direction the ghost left, and even saw the ghost stagger several steps.
little monster:"… "
so weird.
It’s so strange, something’s wrong, very wrong!
The little monster over there was still in a daze, while Baili Xin here had already started painting with his head down.
The sound of the pencil rubbing against the paper attracted the little monster's attention. It blinked and looked down, and found that Baili Xin had drawn the ghost's hair in just a few strokes.
It looks like just a few strokes, but they capture the characteristics of ghosts.
His brushstrokes are crisp and smooth, very professional.
The little monster couldn't help asking, "Have you ever learned sketching?"
Baili Xin lowered his head to paint while answering the little monster's question nonchalantly: "It happened a long time ago. I haven't painted for so many years, so I'm a lot less familiar with it."
The skills I learned when I was about to travel through the world were about 30,000 years ago.
little monster:"… "
Could it be that the lottery this time will bring in some extraordinary guy
Maybe just a coincidence
The little monster was still not giving up and continued to ask: "How did you know that the face of this ghost was hidden behind the head? Did you guess?"
Baili Xin: "No, I was thinking about the mechanism of the goblin's speech when I was walking forward. I guessed that its speech should be related to interrogative sentences, so I asked a random question to verify it. At that time, I happened to be walking towards the goblin, and I found details that I hadn't noticed before."
"Before, when the ghost made sounds, I was always stationary, and the distance between me and it remained constant. But this time, I was approaching it, and I suddenly realized that the source of its sound seemed to be behind its head."
The little monster was silent for two seconds, then he gritted his teeth and said, "You are so lucky."
The young man paused slightly as he heard the words. He raised his head and gave the little monster a warm smile: "Thanks to you."
little monster:"… "
Angry!
Da Zhuang's voice came again in the darkness: "Baili Xin, who are you talking to?"
After asking this question, there was silence in the air for several seconds.
This time, Guiguai did not respond to Dazhuang's question. I wonder if he was too lazy to speak because he was so angry with Baili Xin.
Baili Xin was not kind enough to care about the physical and mental health of the ghost. He was about to speak when the little monster interrupted him in time, "Dear players, you cannot tell the content of the game to people in this plot. This is the rule of the game. Even if you want to speak, it will be useless. If you don't believe me, tell me."
Baili Xin glanced at the little monster and tried to tell him the content of the game. As the little monster said, he had no way to pass on the information, so he had to make up an excuse, "I was talking to myself to give myself courage."
How weak this excuse was was clear from Da Zhuang's next powerful words: "I don't believe it, you are kidding me!"
Baili Xin: "…It's true, believe me."
Da Zhuang: "I don't believe you!"
Baili Xin: "..."
It would be really sad to hear you say that, brother.
No matter whether Da Zhuang believed it or not, the words had already been said, so Baili Xin stopped worrying about it and continued to paint with his head down.
There was a figure on the pure white sketch paper. The little monster saw his drawing and shouted again, "Why did you draw like this?"
Baili Xin: "Because you asked for the front of the goblin, but the front of this goblin is really hard to define. Although I think the front is where the face is, I'm not sure if you think the same."
"I think it shouldn't be considered an error if I write a few more steps in the solution process?"