A new round of the game is about to start, and ten futon-like cushions appear out of thin air in the enchantment, and these cushions are connected one by one to form a circular shape.
The circular seating looks extremely elegant.
I remember the last round of the handkerchief throwing game, whether it was an NPC or a player, as long as they were selected by the bearded referee, the first reaction of these people was to run around the futon circle to avoid the evil spirits chasing after them.
Of course, there are also players who are blindfolded and have a sense of direction confusion, directly cutting in from the middle. It's just that walking in this way is very easy to be blocked by people with malicious intentions, and if you are not careful, you will be buried in the mouth of ghosts, so most people just run around in circles obediently.
The ten futons have different Arabic numerals written on them. Xia Yihui took a note from the bearded referee with the Arabic numeral '3' written on it. This seat corresponds to the third futon next to the bearded referee.
After thinking about it, he stretched out his head and glanced at the note in Zhang Qingyu's hand. The Arabic numeral '6' is written on it, which happens to be the third one from his left, which is diagonally opposite.
Xia Yi calculated with his eyesight that the distance between the two of them was about four meters, which was barely within the acceptable range.
Perhaps feeling his gaze, Zhang Qingyu slowly raised his eyes, and glanced here from a distance. The moment the four eyes met, the latter quickly looked away, looked down at the ground, and remained silent.
I have to say that this reaction really looks like a guilty conscience after peeking and being discovered, followed by a blank face.
Xia Yihui raised the corners of his lips, feeling a little amused and a little helpless in his heart.
I don't know if Zhang Qingyu understood what he told him before the start of the match. Even if you understand it, there is no guarantee that the game will be 100% clear. After all, this game really tests the tacit understanding between partners.
The game is about to start, and it's useless to think too much at this time, Xia Yihui refocused his attention on the other futons.
There happened to be two white players directly opposite. At this moment, they both sneered at him with cold faces, almost writing disdain on their faces.
"The stupid sons of two landlords." Xia Yihui sneered in his heart, casually moved his eyes away, and turned to observe the NPC present.
To be honest, if it weren't for the three words "throwing the handkerchief" clearly written on the notice board next to it, Xia Yihui would really doubt whether he had entered the escape instance again.
These NPCs look no different from ordinary people, almost all of them are tall and full of gangsters, they are fierce just by looking at them, and they should not be provoked by others.
"Give everyone one minute to prepare, and the game will officially start after one minute."
The bearded referee raised the tape recorder in his hand while reminding loudly. With a light touch of a finger, a childish song wafts out of the tape recorder.
""Throw away the handkerchief, put it lightly behind the kid, don't tell him, hurry up and catch him, hurry up and catch him~~"
The same few lines of lyrics were played back and forth in the tape recorder, and the sound of the music was not too loud, which was considered normal decibels.
Xia Yihui counted it patiently, and when the bearded referee opened his mouth again, the lyrics were played for the sixth time.
This also means that in the process of playing the game later, you must pay great attention when the lyrics are put on the sixth time.
Because usually at that time one minute has already arrived, if the blindfold has not been taken off, he must be the target of the evil spirits.
The reaction to this situation must be quick, it is best to stand up and run. If it was a second slower, the end might be the same as that of the female player in the last round of the game, half of her body was bitten off inexplicably.
Suddenly, a white cloth appeared in front of him, with a smooth texture, it trembled twice in the air, and wrapped it tremblingly towards the eyes. One second before the white cloth wrapped his eyes, Xia Yihui turned his head and glanced at the other people around him. The white cloth also appeared in front of these people, so he quickly calmed down and stopped thinking about it.
The eyes are gone, but the ears are still usable.
In the darkness, the auditory system is much more sensitive than usual.
He heard the nasal roar of the NPC on the right, wearing aristocratic attire, breathing quickly and unsteadily, it seems that this person should be very nervous. He also heard nursery rhymes coming from the tape recorder not far away. After removing the visual interference, he listened again this time, as if the nursery rhymes were surrounded by 3D around his ears.
The world has become smaller at this moment, and the more detailed things are, the clearer they appear in Xia Yihui's mind.
Everything was interrupted by a roar from the bearded referee:
"Then now, the game begins!"
"Throw the handkerchief, throw the handkerchief, gently put it behind the kid, don't tell him, hurry up, catch him, hurry up and catch him~~"
For the first time, Xia Yihui counted silently in his heart.
There was no sound in the barrier, except for the nursery rhyme, there was only the shallow breathing of the surrounding npcs, and maybe the bearded npcs walking around.
He should look for the next unlucky person, throw the red handkerchief behind that person, and in the next minute or so, he can happily watch this person being chased by the evil spirit and running around.
Second time, third time, fourth time, fifth time...
Near, near!
Xia Yihui's heart started beating extremely fast, and the nursery rhyme was about to be played for the sixth time. When the lyrics for the sixth time were over, the evil spirit would appear and start chasing the person whose red handkerchief was thrown behind him.
He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that his whole body's blood was rushing to his eyes, and the cold silk covered the surface of his eyes, which didn't have any effect on reducing blood pressure.
On the contrary, just because the white silk blocked his vision, the sense of urgency in his mind was even greater.
""Throw away the handkerchief, put it gently behind the child, don't tell him. "
Xia Yihui held his breath and listened intently to the bearded referee's footsteps.
as if, as if—
By his side
"Catch him quickly, quickly, quickly..."
Xia Yihui's heart trembled violently. Could it be that he threw the red handkerchief behind his back when he got off to a good start? This would be too much luck.
At this time, the nursery rhymes in the tape recorder have also come to an end.
"... catch him~~"
The white silk covering the eyes showed no sign of moving.
At this moment, Xia Yihui's body froze suddenly, he almost wanted to stand up and circle around the futon immediately, but in the next second, the ribbon in front of him was slightly pulled away and floated in the air again.
Xia Yihui tried to open his eyes, but there was a person standing beside him.
Looking up, it was the bearded referee. At this time, the latter was smiling narrowly, and mouthed: "Let you go first."
Xia Yihui paused, followed the bearded referee's line of sight, and a transparent ghost with a green face and fangs slowly emerged directly opposite him, roaring loudly with its mouth wide open.
At first glance, the evil spirit really challenged the limit of human pressure. Before, it was not obvious from the outside of the barrier. Xia Yihui only felt that the evil spirit was surprisingly ugly, but now he really stood inside the game circle. Facing the evil spirits, coupled with the bloody smell coming from the ground, the sense of terror soared.
Some people who are weak in psychological resistance may be frightened when they see this evil spirit at the first sight, so they might as well run away with their eyes covered.
The white player on the opposite side was not too slow. He jumped up on the ground and began to run around the futon staggeringly.
The speed of the evil ghost is almost the same as that of the white players, as if deliberately teasing the players, neither fast nor slow. Several times, the fangs of the evil spirit were about to bite the neck of the white player, but the latter narrowly avoided it.
That's why the situation is even more dangerous.
Whenever there is a critical moment, Xia Yihui can always see the NPCs outside the barrier covering their mouths, or covering their eyes and not daring to look again, which is enough to imagine the thrill of the scene.
Almost every time it was another white player who was present to remind him that the man had just survived. Until the time of one minute was about to arrive, the evil ghost seemed to have received some order, the speed suddenly increased, and the attack became even more merciless.
In these few seconds alone, the degree of danger is more thrilling than all the previous time combined.
At this moment, even though the partner reminded him loudly, the white player's reaction was still half a beat slow, and he staggered and was slapped aside by the claws of the evil spirit.
The evil spirit jumped up and bit it. Looking at it from the back, it seemed to have bitten the white player in half.
In general, during the progress of the handkerchief throwing game, if there is danger encountered, the player can completely abstain, so that the damage can be minimized.
But obviously, white players don't even have the chance to abstain, and life and death often happen in an instant. Thinking of this, many people silently turned their faces away, unable to bear to watch this bloody scene.
Xia Yihui also lowered his head and stopped watching, not because he was jealous of bloody scenes, but because he simply wanted to calm down and deal with the next part of the game.
After waiting for a few seconds, the bearded referee's voice sounded.
"One minute is up, the player survives, and the game continues!"
Xia Yi was taken aback for a moment, then looked up.
The evil ghost's figure slowly disappeared, and the white player withdrew the air shield in front of him, and let out a sigh of relief.
"Is it a defensive skill?" Xia Yihui pondered.
Many npcs outside the barrier cheered and gave thumbs up to the two white players.
One player is blindfolded and chased by the evil spirit, and the other acts as the player's eyes, checking the location for him and avoiding the attack of the evil spirit. In the last ten seconds of the evil ghost's power-up stage and then paired with defensive skills, I have to say that the two Caucasian players cooperated very well in this round of the game. It seems that they have worked hard.
The white player returned to his seat, and the provocative Chong Xia raised his eyebrows once, as if to say: I escaped the evil spirits, can you
"Pfft..." Xia Yi laughed out loud, and suddenly remembered the 'courtship' that Zhang Qingyu said.
The white player looked fine before, but ever since Zhang Qingyu said these two words, no matter how he sees this player, he is very abnormal.
Baisi closed his eyes again, and the eyes returned to darkness, only the nursery rhymes in the tape recorder by his ears remained.
""Throw away the handkerchief, put it lightly behind the kid, don't tell him, hurry up and catch him, hurry up and catch him~~"
"one two three… "
Xia Yihui counted silently until he counted to six. The white silk peeled off, and he breathed a sigh of relief, but then, his pupils contracted uncontrollably at a rapid rate, and he almost got up on the spot.
The white silk on the eyes of the man in military uniform diagonally opposite was firmly fixed, without any sign of falling off.
Xia Yihui took a deep breath and said concisely: "Zhang Qingyu, run!"