After Bai Yingzhi left, the living room fell into dead silence.
For a moment fear and suspicion filled the air, and everyone was a little hard to breathe, their eyes wandering on each other's faces.
"That, the victim isn't me, don't kill me..." Nanlu spread out his blank script and put it in the center of the table to prove it to Black Tea and everyone else.
An Ran glared at her: "...If everyone spreads the script like you to clear up their relationship, wouldn't the 'victim' be forced to blow himself up?"
Nanlu was stunned for a while, then covered his mouth with hindsight: "I'm sorry, I didn't think about it so much, I'm too scared..."
An Ran rolled his eyes speechlessly.
Hei Cha rubbed his face irritably: "Go to the fucking audition... I can't kill anyone at all! Ignore anyone who sleeps with their heads covered tonight!"
"Little anchor, most of the time in the nightmare world, you can't help yourself," raised his eyebrows, who had nothing to do with himself. "If you don't follow the script and choose a negative way to get through the game, not only will you not gain goodwill, but the victim will also be with you. be punished."
Hei Cha laughed angrily, picked up the script and slapped it on the table a few times: "Could it be this absurd setting, I'm going to kill someone? Crazy..."
The old sleepwalkers present were unable to give an answer to this question. After a moment of silence, Cheng Xu sighed: "This time the dreammaker is too perverted, and actually played the game of killing."
Chi Nan directly pushed his script to the black tea: "Help me see if the victim is me?"
Hei Cha was stunned for half a second, and then pushed Chi Nan's script back: "Forget it, this time... don't ask me to read it... What if..."
"That's just right," Chi Nan didn't care. "Acting sounds like a plot point that can make you feel good. If it is done well, it is estimated that you will get a lot of goodwill in the end."
His remarks surprised everyone present. The good old Yu took Chi Nan's script directly, opened it and snorted, and then spread his hands in front of everyone's horrified gaze: "I think too much, it's not you."
"It's a pity." Chi Nan pursed his lips.
Seeing his calm look, Lao Yu suddenly asked with interest, "If it were you, what would you do?"
Chi Nan has long thought about it: "Isn't the script saying that the bloodier the better? Go to the kitchen to get some blood plasma and weapons, create a murder scene and then sleep."
Wei Tu suddenly sneered: "You fucking said it lightly, what about the "keep the corpse" mentioned in the script? Can you fool around with a little blood plasma to sleep? What about dreaming? "
"I happened to be assigned the role of 'corpse' last night. I should be able to appear in the audition as a 'corpse' today, right?" Chi Nan said.
Everyone: "..." It seems to make sense.
Chi Nan: "The script doesn't say that you can't find a stuntman. No matter who gets the role of the 'victim', I can go to the crime scene and play the corpse as the 'victim' stuntman."
After he made his comments, everyone present was silent. After a long while, Lao Yu smiled: "Don't say it, I think it's quite reliable."
Cheng Xu nodded: "Indeed, it seems that this is the only way to try it now."
"This kid is talented," Lao Yu bumped Cheng Xu's arm with a smile: "Who made a bet last night that the remand blind man was the second to die? Huh?"
"Hey," Cheng Xu tilted his head in embarrassment and whispered, "I'll transfer the money to you after I get out of this ghost place, and I won't break the bill."
Chi Nan: "..." It turned out that he had become someone else's bet before he knew it.
Hei Cha's mind turned around for a long time, and his dark eyes finally flashed: "I pretended to kill the 'victim', and Chi Nan appeared at the murder scene again as a corpse, and passed the test and completed the audition.
Lao Yu glanced at everyone with interest: "But in this way, a new problem arises, which requires the 'victim' to reveal his identity... Presumably not everyone is willing to do this?"
He is the most experienced sleepwalker in this class, and he knows the choices of ordinary people in fear.
Sure enough, the air fell silent again.
The sleepwalkers who got the 'Victim' script did not trust them and were reluctant to stand up.
Everyone tacitly expressed their understanding that the risk was too great, and no one was willing to hand over their lives to strangers easily.
After all, if you follow the script strictly, only if you really kill it can you be sure to get the favorability degree. In the nightmare world, it is not illegal to kill someone. Black tea occupies a favorable position and can completely kill the 'victim'.
We've only been with each other for two days. The so-called "knowing the face, knowing the face, but not the heart", no one is sure what the dark tea is thinking.
After waiting for five minutes, still no one stood up, the meaning was already obvious.
Hei Cha leaned back on the sofa in frustration, and began to reflect on whether he really looked like a murderer
"Well, the script doesn't say that there can only be one crime scene. Later, Hei Cha and Chi Nan will play the part of the 'murderer' dealing with the 'corpse', and the 'victim' will prepare the part to be killed by himself, how about it?" Cheng Xu reluctantly said that this state of mutual distrust is the norm in the nightmare world.
"That is to say, the murder is performed separately, and the murder and the murder are carried out in different rooms at the same time. Although the logic of the two crime scenes is a bit reluctant, it can be tried. The identity of the 'victim' is not revealed to each other."
In the case of distrusting each other, there is only this way. Black Tea nodded: "Then let's figure out the murder method first, and then prepare for each other."
Naturally, the 'victim' would not respond to him, so he could only turn around and ask Chi Nan, "What kind of corpse do you want to be?"
Chi Nan: "The bloodier the better, of course the corpse will be divided, but this is too difficult to present..." He seemed a little regretful.
Everyone: "..." But what's the matter with your obviously interested appearance
Chi Nan thought for a while: "Why don't you go to the kitchen to get a kitchen knife, and hacking to death should belong to the bloody category? The tools for committing crimes are also convenient."
The corners of the black tea lips twitched: "Okay... Do you have any suggestions?"
No one answered, Black Tea smiled bitterly: "Then it's settled, let's go to the kitchen and get a kitchen knife and act well."
Aunt Mei brought the supper again. Tonight's stewed rice wine and cheese, the mellow rice wine juice rushed into the fresh warm milk, and condensed into white and clear cheese in the white porcelain.
Aunt Mei distributed the cheese to everyone one by one, but the one in front of Chi Nan in the end was different.
"What is this?" Dark Tea looked at the strange brown liquid in Chi Nan's bowl, grabbed Aunt Mei and asked.
Aunt Mei: "This guest has left a deep impression on the lady and the young master. He deserves it."
Chi Nan couldn't see it, just lowered his head and smelled it, but there was nothing strange.
"Is this the little master's medicine?" Chi Nan asked. After all, he poured Xiao Youyu's medicine during the day, so Bai Yingzhi couldn't be indifferent.
Aunt Mei didn't answer his question, she just said politely and mechanically, "please enjoy."
Black tea: "...What can I do if I don't drink it?"
Aunt Mei's eyes turned cold: "Everyone has to accompany him to play his role last night."
Everyone present except the black tea: "… "
Although Chi Nan couldn't see it, he could feel the urging and accusing gazes from all directions. He took the medicine and drank it in one breath, then politely handed the bowl to the maid: "Thank you for your hospitality."
The soup doesn't have any strange taste, it tastes like warm honey water, with a hint of locust flower fragrance in the sweetness.
So Chi Nan shed tears.
"Did you feel uncomfortable after drinking it?" Black Tea saw his tears, and his eyes narrowed with anxiety.
Chi Nan wiped his tears, thought for a moment and found a strange reason: "...It's okay, it's delicious, but it's a bit hot."
Black Tea: ...? Are you so hot that you cry?
After supper, Chi Nan asked Aunt Mei if she had live eels, and Aunt Mei nodded, saying that there were just a few in the kitchen sink.
Black Tea Confused: "What do you want the eel to do?"
"It's used as blood plasma," Chi Nan explained. "The color and texture of eel blood is more like human blood, and it's not easy to coagulate. I've heard many cases of using eel blood to touch porcelain before. The murder scene is the most appropriate."
Hei Cha: "..." He found that this little blind man is not only quick-witted, but also has a lot of research on killing and touching porcelain.
"I just don't know if it conforms to the rules or not, can I fool around..." Halfway through, the dark tea closed in frustration.
"Following the rules may not be the most important thing," Chi Nan said.
Black Tea: "How do you say?"
Chi Nan: "We are in a dream world. Dreams are improvisations, and they don't work completely according to the rules, right?"
Hei Cha scratched his head with a little understanding: "It seems like this..."
"Last night I was able to get away with the female ghost's corpse. As long as I can justify myself, I should be fine today." Chi Nan encouraged him.
"hope so…"
After chatting a few words with Chi Nan, Black Tea thought about it a little bit. Anyway, there is no other way now. His entanglement will only add to his troubles. .
The kitchen counter is full of delicate boning knives. Black Tea took one and tried it a few times. It was found that the knife was very sharp and could easily split the tiles in the kitchen.
He looked at the clear scratches and the hair stood upright, and ordinary people wouldn't put so many sharp knives in their homes...
The use of the boning knife is obvious, it is the 'kill weapon' specially prepared for them by the dream-makers.
After picking the knives, the two went to deal with the eels. In less than 20 minutes, the three eels were drained of blood, and the water in the pond was stained red with blood. At first glance, it really looked like a murder scene.
Hei Cha was holding a blood bowl and a knife, and when He Chi Nan turned to the bedroom on the second floor, he accidentally bumped into Aunt Mei who came downstairs.
Aunt Mei stopped immediately when she saw them, nodded in salute, and then stood still and looked at them, not wanting to leave.
"Oops, we seem to be stared at by Aunt Mei..." The black tea was in a hurry, and almost didn't hold the eel's blood in his hand, and two drops splashed out on Chi Nan's clothes.
Aunt Mei lifted her flabby black eyelids, and looked at them with dead fish eyes: "Two guests, are you planning to stay in a guest room tonight?"
Her voice was slow and steady, and it sounded on the empty stairs, and it was creepy just to hear it.
Hei Cha was so anxious that his forehead was sweating, and he was thinking about how to fool Aunt Mei, but Chi Nan said calmly, "Yes."
The corners of Aunt Mei's lips were pulled down and she repeated yesterday's words: "Guests who don't have a role in the show, please don't leave your room at will at night, and don't interfere with the performance of the guests who have a role in the role. Be sure to remember, otherwise you will anger the hostess, and the consequences will be very serious. fear."
"I have a role to play," Chi Nan said calmly, "I am an important supporting role in tonight's audition, Corpse."
Aunt Mei was stunned for three seconds, and then nodded respectfully to the two of them: "I wish you a happy audition."
Chi Nan returned the salute: "Thank you."
Hei Cha was stunned and looked at Aunt Mei's back as she left: "Just, this?"
"It didn't say that actors can't add drama to themselves, we conform to the rules," Chi Nan found, in fact, these rules leave a lot of room for improvisation, "It seems that as long as you can justify yourself."
"Absolutely." Dark Tea found that he seemed like a fool last night.
Chi Nan pursed his lips: "It's very convenient."
Before entering the house, Hei Cha knocked on Cheng Xu's door: "Brother Xu, after I enter the house later, please help me lock the door from the outside, and keep the key."
Cheng Xu gave him a deep look: "Do you really want to do this?"
Black Tea scratched his head bitterly: "Hey, what if something happens? This way the 'victim' can feel more at ease..."
Cheng Xu nodded, glanced at the black tea room before closing the door, and made sure that the anti-theft net locked the windows, and only after there was no exit except the door, he took the lock and locked them from the outside.
"be careful."
"You too."
Hei Cha turned around and saw Chi Nan smearing eel blood with a handkerchief under his eyes as a prank, but he calmly said, "Does it look good?"
Black tea: "… "
"Do you really think it's a masquerade?" He looked at the nervous little blind man and raised his forehead in distress.
Chi Nan made a face at him expressionlessly.
Black Tea laughed angrily, and shook his head with emotion: "You really, after a little familiarity, the contrast with the first impression is too great."
"What was the first impression?"
Chi Nan was sleepy, and subconsciously raised his hand and rubbed his eyes.
His own skin was as white as porcelain, and the blood-stained tear mole became even more shockingly red.
Black Tea said unreservedly, "A beautiful boy who is spoiled and difficult to get along with."
Chi Nan nodded and asked curiously, "What about now?"
Black Tea thought for a while: "It's pretty and fun."
Chi Nan: "...when you're complimenting me."
"Hey, I'm just complimenting you," Hei Cha smiled wryly with the boning knife in hand, "Tell me, how do you want to be chopped and killed?"
Chi Nan pointed to several vital parts of his eyes, neck, and chest: "The eyes of the corpse were dug out, covered with blood-stained white cloth, and a few stabs in the neck and heart were fatal injuries, and don't waste the remaining eel blood. , sprinkle a little on the bathroom floor and in the bathtub, the bathtub will be filled with water later, and the 'corpse' will soak into the bloody water at about two o'clock, so it should be bloody?"
The black tea brain made up the whole picture, and immediately a layer of white sweat appeared on his back.
What does this little blind man think about every day...
"By the way," Chi Nan suddenly straightened his face and warned in a solemn tone, "Heat the water a little bit, I'm afraid of cold."
Black tea: "… "
"Can I trouble you with one more thing?" Chi Nan asked seriously.
Dark tea is very refreshing: "You said, as long as I can do it, I will agree."
"Will you put on your makeup later and take a picture for me?" Chi Nan said seriously.
Black tea is a little puzzled, and Chi Nan can't see anymore. What are you doing taking pictures
But he was embarrassed to ask directly.
Chi Nan explained in a timely manner: "I want to keep a souvenir, and I can see it when my eyes are healed."
Hei Cha was stunned for a moment, then smiled clearly: "Okay, I'll take a picture for you."
This little blind man is really distressing.
"thanks."
"no big deal."
"By the way, can you tell me...why do you often shed your eyes..."
Hei Cha didn't finish a sentence, turned around and found that the little blind man had fallen asleep on the sofa...
Chi Nan had a dream again. In the dream, he returned to Xiao Youyu's bedroom again.
The miserable white moonlight was cut into pieces by the window panes and scattered all over the ground. This time, Chi Nan appeared in the bedroom in the form of a soul, "The Crying Boy" disappeared from the wall, and there was an old-fashioned wall clock where the painting was originally hung.
Xiao Youyu sat on the bed as stiff as a wooden puppet, motionless.
"You Yu?"
Xiao Yuyu didn't respond.
Chi Nan leaned down, put his hand down his nose, could feel the warm and humid breath, and gently pinched his fair little face, the skin was soft and warm.
It was true that he was alive, but he seemed to be forced to stand still, and there was no response.
Chi Nan gave up the idea of getting a reaction from Xiao Youyu and walked to the wall clock on the wall.
Tick, tick. The second hand beats forward slowly and regularly, it is half past eleven at night.
Chi Nan observed for a moment, and suddenly a bold idea flashed.
He picked up the lamp on the dresser and smashed it directly at the wall clock.
With a crisp glass breaking sound, the glass cover of the clock face shattered neatly, and Chi Nan reached out and forcibly moved the hour hand.
Time was turning rapidly under his dial, and the temperature in the room was gradually rising.
When he dialed 12 o'clock, the whole bedroom seemed to be sunk in a large stove, and the walls and ornaments in the room began to dissolve and drip like candles, gradually deforming.
He glanced at Xiao Youyu, who was sitting stiffly. He was the only one in the bedroom who didn't change.
Time continued to advance, and at the moment when the hour and minute hands pointed to 12:20, a strong fire suddenly burst out from all directions of the house, and people couldn't open their eyes in an instant.
Chi Nan's eyes flickered, and within half a second, Xiao Youyu, who was sitting on the bed, disappeared without warning, and the fire that spread from all around quickly engulfed the bedroom!
12:20 is exactly the time displayed by You Yu's bedroom during the day.