Global Examination

Chapter 24: Burning the examination room ┃ dust to dust, soil to soil

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The experience of the last game told them that the small questions that came out in the exam did not have to be completed one by one.

Non-critical ones can be skipped, as long as the candidates can bear the consequences of not writing the answers, such as no points to step on when collecting the papers.

There are three ways to end an exam: one is called annihilation, the other is called to endure the time, and the other is called to answer the key questions in advance.

The key problem for Hunter Armor is to find the set.

The key point here, is this reading - send out those dolls and find your way home.

Before that, Yu Wen and the others thought that giving dolls would be a long process.

Just like what Zhao Wentu wrote in his answering diary, everyone got together and tried to find the owner for some of the dolls. Complete a portion each day, carefully cooking to the end.

Never thought that Jin Thigh was too slow, and actually wanted to finish it overnight.

18 families, one night?

What are you kidding...

It's not that they don't believe in wandering, they are really completely clueless.

When we got back to the hut, it was very dark.

The confusion room maintained the appearance of everyone leaving, but the water on the coffee table was already cold, and the edges of the dry bread were white, which looked even more unpalatable. Only the fire was burning brightly.

You Huo walked around the sofa and suddenly asked, "Where's the bag?"

"Bag? What bag?"

The crowd did not respond.

You Huo was about to say "pretend to be a doll" when he saw Qin Jiu lift his chin beside the stove.

Everyone follows.

On the knitted carpet beside the fire, a dusty cloth bag fell to the ground, and one of the dolls fell directly from the cloth bag and landed beside the fire.

As long as the flame tongue beats a little more, it can be burned.

"How did you fall here?!" Yu Wen hurried over and picked up the bag and doll.

Wandering pointed to the sofa and said, "I put it there before, who moved it?"

Everyone looked at each other, unable to answer.

Lao Yu said, "We found you in the coffin, we grabbed the rope and rushed out. Maybe someone in a hurry and misplaced it?"

But when they recalled it carefully, they could be sure that they didn't touch it.

Could it be... they moved by themselves?

Imagine that the picture was a bit weird, and everyone didn't dare to think about it.

Yu Wen muttered: "If we burn a wrong number, we will be miserable."

He picked up the doll by one leg: "It's almost, look, there's a scorched spot here."

"And here and this half of the clothes—" Yu Wen turned the doll over.

Youhu interrupted him: "These two places existed before."

Yu Wen was stunned: "Huh?"

This doll was one of the four last added by the black woman, and You Huo noticed the traces of fire on it at the time.

"So it was almost burned before?" Yu Wen held the doll and said, "How many disasters are there? How many disasters count as clues? Has anyone in the village been burned before?"

Yu Yao said, "Zhao Wentu."

Everyone was stunned, and even You Huo looked at her.

Yu Yao was seen as uncomfortable: "Uh... it's the villagers."

She was embarrassed to call others "crazy" and said with a blushing face, "Maybe I have a little bit of a cleanliness addiction, and I always notice that other people's clothes are not clean. There is a lot of ashes on his sleeves and the sides of his clothes, and the back hem is also burnt. Madara. It doesn't have to be burnt, I just think... Maybe."

She said nothing, and sat there with a red head.

"It makes sense!" Yu Wen looked at the doll and said, "If there are such traces, it should be him!"

Youhuo made a "hmm" sound.

He nodded, and everyone was instantly relieved.

This scene is like a scumbag pulling a schoolmaster to correct the answer. If you accidentally get it, you are very happy because it is stable.

Zhao Wentu wrote in his diary that they thought the doll was a bit like Villager A, so they would give it to each other.

So the key to giving gifts is to find the similarity between the doll and the villagers. A doll represents a villager.

"Suddenly I feel like I'm playing a game..." Yu Wen held a bag of dolls in his left hand and shook one of them in his right hand, "Guess who I am?"

"Then guess." Lao Yu pointed at him: "Don't blame me if you put it down!"

The dolls were lined up, and everyone sat around the sofa.

After staring at each other for a minute, they collapsed.

Guess the fart!

Except that Zhao Wentu's doll was burned, there are obvious differences. Other dolls have no features at all, the difference can be ignored, but the commonality is obvious: they are all ugly.

A few threads are sewn on the cloth, and it can be said to be the eyes and nose, and the cloth is the clothes when it is wrapped.

Holding this up and saying "this represents you" to the villagers, who is going to piss off?

"Is there a birthmark or something?" Chen Bin raised his hand and asked embarrassedly, "Can I take off my clothes?"

"You take it off or what?" Lao Yu said with a sad face: "But there is a problem, even if you find a birthmark under your clothes, can you rip off the villagers to verify it?"

Chen Bin: "..."

Although the words are rough, but the truth is true.

What's more, there are so many villagers who are locked in their houses all day and never come out.

Zhao Wentu said that only after knocking on their door three times and saying, "I'll give you a gift," will the villagers come to open the door.

And once the door is opened, candidates must deliver the correct doll, no mistakes, before they go back into the house.

Everyone looked at the doll in silence and fell into the ultimate question of the exam room again—

What should I do with this horse?

"What time is it now?" You Huo suddenly said.

Everyone looked at him in unison, and looked at Qin Qiu in unison.

Qin Qiu took out his mobile phone: "It's 2 o'clock in the middle of the night. Let's count tonight before we wrap it up, there are still five and a half hours left."

Confused: "Enough."

Qin Research: "Are you sure?"

You Huo took a sip of water, muffled "um", and swept the doll into the cloth bag.

He stood in the room and swept around, and pointed out a few things: "Rope, knife, cloth, whatever is in hand."

"Oh."

Everyone followed suit.

They took all the things, followed You Huo to the door and suddenly became stunned: "What is this going for?"

Youhuo said: "Robbery."

Everyone: "???"

Qin Qiu suddenly laughed in a deep voice.

The low voice sounded nearby, it was easy to make people's ears feel uncomfortable.

"Go to the side and laugh." You Huo turned his head with a sullen face, and said to the others, "Don't block, can you go?"

Crowd: "... Let's go."

Soon, they were standing in front of a small house.

The sign on the door reads: Chasu Village No. 4.

Tuk Tuk Tuk.

You Huo knocked on the door in front of him: "I'll give you a present."

Everyone held their breath and waited for a moment, and there was really a rustling sound from the door.

This should be the sound of footsteps, but it sounds like the movement of cloth rubbing and dragging on the floor.

Everyone remembered the words in Zhao Wentu's diary, he said that he had hands and feet, but it was soft to the touch, like cotton wool...

Scary and sad.

With a creak, the door opened.

Zhao Wentu stuck his head out, his face was vicissitudes of life, his expression was numb, and the white hair between his temples shone dimly in the moonlight.

His dark eyes stared at You Huo without blinking, and asked slowly, "What gift?"

You Huo took out the waterproof bag and the doll that had been scorched by fire, and said, "A diary, and a doll representing you, named Zhao Wentu."

The moonlight pulled the shadow very long and caught Zhao Wentu's face.

He stood frozen in the light and shadow for a long time, and his eyes finally revealed a faint light.

"Zhao...wen...tu..." He looked at the humble doll and repeated the name slowly, because he hadn't said it for a long time, and the pronunciation was a bit rusty.

"Zhao Wentu..." He read it again.

He stood there, muttered a dozen times, and suddenly laughed, leaning back and forth.

"Don't be crazy again?" Lao Yu said worriedly.

Zhao Wentu did not hear.

He laughed for a long time, then began to cry again, then grabbed two gifts, slammed away You Huo and the others and ran into the woods, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"Is this... a relief? Where is he going?"

"I don't know." Wandering just like he didn't care about the result at all, he raised his foot and left.

In a blink of an eye, they were standing in front of another house.

This time it is No. 1 Chasu Village, Villager A's house.

The crowd looked apprehensive and hesitated.

They have never even seen this villager A, let alone the doll, how can I send it?

Hand over the bag and say you can smoke it?

Just as he was about to retreat, You Huo knocked on the door.

"Open the door and send a gift."

"… "

OK, I can't go back.

Everyone looked numbly as the door opened, and the unfamiliar villager asked Youyou, "What gift?"

Wandering up is a hemp rope, which is wrapped around the opponent's neck, and it is tied with three turns and two turns.

Villager A: "???"

Everyone collapsed on the spot: it was really a robbery...

Youyou twitched the rope and shoved the other end into Yu Wen's hand: "Don't loosen it, I'll find you if I lose it."

Yu Wen clutched the rope and faced A, stunned, at a loss.

When everyone came back to their senses, You Huo was already standing in front of Villager B's door.

They watched as the big man raised his sinful hand and said, "Open the door and send gifts."

Then, Lao Yu has one more person in his hand.

half an hour.

In half an hour, they looted the whole village.

There are 19 people in 18 houses, except for Zhao Wentu, who is crazy, all of them are tied to their hands, including the village chief and his old mother.

This is the most coquettish greeting ever received by all the villagers of Chasu Village.

They found an open space by the river and gathered the villagers into a group according to Wandering's instructions.

"Then what?" Lao Yu asked.

I saw You Huo took out the cloth bag, poured out all the dolls, and then pushed the huge lump in front of the whole village: "Hei Po's gift, we brought it."

Villager: "..."

"Is this okay?"

Lao Yu and the others all stared out, but then they thought: Oh yes, the title didn't say that they must be delivered separately.

The river was silent.

Then the whole village went crazy on the spot.

A dozen dolls are like a dozen hands, suddenly tearing apart the illusion of peace.

The villagers screamed and struggled, and their strength increased sharply when they lost their minds.

They broke off the rope and rushed over, attacking everyone in sight.

This kind of crazy method is completely different from Zhao Wentu, and everyone was unexpected and couldn't resist it at all.

Although they carried knives, it was a threat. Under the premise that the villagers are candidates, no one succeeded.

During the fight, Lin Zi suddenly moved.

The crawling sound of the thin cords swarmed from all directions.

When you turned around, your pupils shrank suddenly.

The ghost hands that came out this time were not one or two, nor a dozen...

All the people who had been buried by six feet of loess in the woods and wilderness, all the limbs and trunks that had been chopped off in this exam over the years, all came out.

This movement, it is not an exaggeration to say that it subverts the examination room.

The screams rang out, and everyone pulled each other and ran wildly under the pursuit of ghost hands.

"Take them into the woods!" You Huo said.

"Going into the woods? Why?!!!!"

Asked why, everyone still went around in circles, the fastest speed and highest physical fitness in this life were forced out here,

The cold touch of the bone-chopping knife stretched out from behind countless times, rubbing the scalp against his face.

This "just a little" sense of threat is scarier than anything else.

Soon, everyone was swept away by the tidal stumps.

You Huo jumped over the trunk of the horizontal bow, his eyes swept across the surrounding trees, and he quickly calculated the density.

Since Zhao Wentu ran into the woods, he has been thinking about one thing: what is liberation here?

According to the diary, the delivery of the doll is liberation.

But that was Zhao Wentu's understanding. At that time, as a candidate, he only saw part of it. He saw that he gave villager A a doll, and the next day he saw that A was gone, so he connected the two into cause and effect.

It now appears that a key link is clearly missing from this.

Otherwise, they wouldn't be so embarrassed to be hunted down.

Something must be done to quell the resentment of these stumps, so that those candidates can rest in peace.

You have been thinking about this question for a while.

Then, he thought of the doll that had been scorched by fire.

Whether it's a doll or Zhao Wentu, why do burn marks appear again and again...

Why do the villagers say that the habit of Chasu Village is burial, not cremation...

After thinking about it, there is only one reason—

Burial will imprison them here, cremation is the real rest.

Youhuo focused on a place that was very easy to ignite, and said that this is it. Bring those arms and thighs over and burn a nest here. The timing is just right.

The moment he stepped, he planned to take out a lighter, lit it, and threw it on the tree. As a result, his hand reached into his pocket, and his eyebrows jumped.

Gone.

Pockets are empty.

Confused: "… "

It must have been lost by bumping and squeezing it earlier...

But sometimes, even a second of pause can be fatal.

It was just a short step, and countless pale ghosts had blocked them, forming an encirclement in an instant.

To top it all off, there's a drowsy miasma

At the moment when the stump suddenly appeared, Youhuo pressed his fingers against the tree trunk and quickly wrote a few strokes.

So fast that I didn't even have time to think.

When he suddenly realized that what he wrote did not seem to be 001, a fire burst out from the stump of Feipu.

It was like throwing a spark into hot oil, and the fire dashed in all directions the moment it hit the ground.

The trees here are tangled with branches and burn more easily than anything in reality.

In an instant, the boundless deep forest burned into a sea of ​​fire.

Countless pale limbs protruded from the tongue of flames, and fell silently, turning into scorched mud.

You Huo narrowed his eyes in the firelight, his light-colored eyeballs plated with a layer of bright color. His eyes crossed the high flames and landed on a farther place.

There, Invigilator 001 threw the emptied oil drum into the fire.

The light of the fire suddenly flared up, and he strode under the light, with a faint hint of arrogance in the smile on the corner of his mouth, which was a little more alive than the usual boredom.

The entire examination room was set on fire under his hands, and all the walking dead that had no place to go into the flames.

Dust to dust, dust to dust.