The voice of this thing changed from the ordinary boy's voice at the beginning to the darker and thinner voice in the back, echoing in this drowsy and distorted "playground", bit by bit pulling people's nerves.
After finishing speaking, the thing laughed a few times without emotion.
Everyone present looked at each other in blank dismay, but Yan Wei lowered his head slightly, his eyes lightened, and he was a little distracted at this moment.
This is obviously also a split space like the ghost hand space. Due to the existence of legendary prop fragments, there is a little tearing with other parts of the dungeon, and the residual energy of the high-level dungeon is unstable, so this kind of space exists, and players need to crack it before they can go out.
Then why did he feel familiar with this kind of place several times
It's as if I've been in contact with it before.
Including the fragments of the last moon wheel, he also felt very familiar - but before entering the building, he was just one of thousands of ordinary people in the world outside the building, so how can there be such an unreasonable person who may have come into contact with the world inside the building? s things
Thinking about it, Yan Wei subconsciously turned his eyes slightly, and looked at Yan Mingguang. Unexpectedly, as soon as he raised his eyes, he met Yan Mingguang's sight.
This person was also looking at him, as if he had been looking at him just now.
Just as Yan Wei discovered this, Yan Mingguang suddenly turned his head and immediately avoided his sight.
At the same moment, Lou's notification sounded, grabbing all of Yan Wei's attention.
[Congratulations to the player for opening the copy of the dead schoolhouse, the branch line of the archives of Chenxi High School. Please follow the requirements and participate in the game. If you fail the game, you will die. If you succeed in the game, you will get the right to enter the archive and additional rewards. ]
[Due to the legacy of the copy, this branch line affects the inherent mode of the copy, and a reminder is given: this kind of branch line has nothing to do with the main line of the copy, and a reminder in the copy is given: Be careful behind you. ]
As soon as the notification sounded, the dim playground in front of him suddenly became completely dark, and those bloody heads that rolled around seemed to have not moved.
The "student" laughed sinisterly, and said: "Play a game with me... the rules of the game are very simple, everyone sit down in a circle, let's play... throw the handkerchief."
Handkerchief Throwing is a multiplayer game that is very suitable for playing on campus. After a group of people sit down in a circle, a person who throws the handkerchief is selected. This person runs outside the circle, and he can choose whoever he runs to stop at will. , threw down the handkerchief and ran back to his seat. And the person whose handkerchief was thrown behind him should realize that he was thrown his handkerchief as soon as possible, and pick up the handkerchief to get up and start chasing the person who threw the handkerchief.
If this person does not catch the handkerchief thrower before he returns to his seat, then this person becomes the new handkerchief thrower and continues the previous steps.
Yan Wei recalled the rules, and felt that there was some absolute rule force playing with him, and he couldn't move or speak.
When the light returned to the previous hazy darkness, the eight players sat down passively in a circle, and a pure white handkerchief fell between them. Yan Wei took a look, the three players of Venus Star were basically mixed among the five of them, Lin Zhen and Yan Wei were next to each other, Yan Mingguang and him were separated by a player of Venus Star and Lin Zhen.
The "student" had gone nowhere, and his voice came from nowhere.
"I'm playing with everyone... Everyone finds a way to choose the first person to throw the handkerchief to start the game. If you catch me, you win. If no one catches me every minute, I will randomly find someone to punish Oh, if you catch the wrong person, you will die."
In the dark, Yan Mingguang raised his eyelids, but his Mo pupils couldn't see the bottom, and couldn't feel his emotions.
Yan Wei's expression paused, and his eyes swept over the other people present.
The expressions of the rest of the people also changed more or less.
This dirty thing clearly said "I'm playing with everyone", but although it was dim and I couldn't see anything clearly, the number of people could still be seen clearly. If you play games with that dirty thing, there should be nine figures sitting in a circle.
Only eight people.
They come in as eight players.
What does it mean
Almost everyone thought of the greatest possibility at this moment—at the moment of darkness, one of them was transferred by a ghost! If so, what happened to the person who was transferred
And the so-called catching the ghost not only needs to find the hidden ghost among the eight people as soon as possible, but also throws the handkerchief behind the ghost without being caught. Then, after the ghost becomes the next person to throw the handkerchief and drops the handkerchief, the person who is thrown by the ghost must also catch the ghost, so as to win the game.
One link is one link, and people may die every minute.
And the only reminder is to keep an eye on your back—this seems like superfluous nonsense, the most important thing to do when throwing a handkerchief is to keep an eye on your back.
Yan Wei narrowed his eyes lightly, and tried to release his perception, but it didn't work as expected. Since this game is all about suspicion, the rules in the dungeon are naturally impossible to make this kind of skills and props that can be connected through perception effective.
In the dim light, they could only see each other's outlines, not everyone's expressions. But the atmosphere condensed at this moment, eerie and eerie, and even the surrounding air became a little colder.
A chilly wind blew by, and the low temperature blew Yan Wei's cheeks and neck, as if someone was blowing on his side, but when he turned his head, there was nothing there.
The handkerchief lying on the ground was slightly blown up by the wind, and a stronger wind suddenly blew up in all directions. The handkerchief suddenly moved, and it was blown up like that, and then under the influence of the wind, it slowly floated in the direction of Yan Wei. .
— It's picking the first person to throw the handkerchief.
Yan Wei didn't move, he watched the handkerchief float closer and closer to him, his hands clenched subconsciously, but his thoughts were not too tense.
The rules say that if the ghost is not caught, a player will be randomly punished every minute, and the wrong person will die. The rules do not say what will happen if the player is caught. As for the first person to throw the handkerchief, there are too many unknowns and too little information, which is extremely dangerous.
Fortunately, he is not dead today.
But Yan Mingguang and Lin Zhen are not immortal. They accounted for a total of five players in this game, and the pressure to break the game was already on Yan Wei.
The handkerchief slowly floated over, and the place where it floated was close to the middle of Yan Wei and Lin Zhen, but a little more towards Yan Wei.
He took a deep breath, and raised his hand to take the floating handkerchief, but the other hand stretched out faster than him, and grabbed the handkerchief neatly.
Beside him, Lin Zhen's expression was unclear. The man got up quickly with the handkerchief, and sneered: "It's quite exciting to be the first to throw the handkerchief, let me play."
As Lin Zhen said, he picked up the handkerchief and trot around the periphery.
Yan Wei blinked, speechless for a while.
The remaining seven were silent for a few seconds, and Yu Feizhou broke the silence: "There are only eight of us."
Everyone understands what this means.
The chilly wind blew in bursts, and the sound of Lin Zhen's footsteps circling outside came out rhythmically bit by bit, and the players sitting on the ground straightened their backs.
They—including Yan Wei—don't even know if this Lin Zhen is real. The meaning of Yu Feizhou's words is obvious, and it is also a fact that everyone can understand.
There were nine participants in the game, including ghosts, but only eight people were present.
Anyone can be fake.
A player of Qixing immediately said: "I know that I have not been impersonated. But how do I know the others? You are all together, so you should know each other better? Let us Qixing check things that only we know, you guys Right, too?"
Yan Wei subconsciously glanced at Yan Mingguang's direction first - he couldn't see the other person's expression clearly, and his perception was also useless at the moment, but he still felt that Yan Mingguang was fine.
He looked worriedly at Lin Zhen, who was stalling for time, and said in a calm voice: "If you say you are not, can we believe it? If the ghost really replaced one of us, then no one can believe it now. And if we can find out just by our experience, then the game can be easily over in less than a minute. If you don’t believe it, you can try it. I’m sure that if the package is switched, everyone present will also have another person’s All memories."
The man was startled, but he didn't refute what Yan Wei said.
Seeing that dozens of seconds had passed like this, Yan Wei quickly continued: "Look now, all of us are reacting normally, but including me, it may be fake. But we still have to try , although questioning cannot immediately rule out suspicion, but doing more mistakes and talking more will definitely open up some loopholes."
A little more time passed.
The sharp blade of death hangs over everyone's head, but they are not at all sure whether the companion beside them is real or not.
Another player of Qixing immediately said: "Okay, let's go first."
He quickly uttered a question, and the other two Venus players matched up without thinking.
Yan Wei then checked the information with Yu Feizhou, Zhou Tian, and Lin Zhen who was walking with a handkerchief, and it was exactly the same as Venus.
Yan Mingguang asked Yan Wei, "This is the first time we meet."
Yan Wei was stunned for a moment.
He didn't expect Yan Mingguang to ask such a simple question, which seems to be easy for ghosts to obtain information and answer.
He said, "The hotel lobby."
On the pitch-black playground, Yan Mingguang nodded slightly.
It means right on. Everyone is on the right track.
As Yan Wei said, this kind of inquiry can't find out what's wrong at all. At this moment, the atmosphere fell to a low point again. They looked at each other and others, vigilant and alert.
A minute was up, and Lin Zhen, who was walking, suddenly threw the handkerchief behind a Venus player, and quickly ran towards his seat.
The Venus player's complexion changed, and he immediately turned around, picked up the handkerchief and ran after Lin Zhen.
These sitting people couldn't see any problems, and Lin Zhen was the first to throw the handkerchief on his own initiative, and he was still safe and sound. Is it very likely that it was the ghost who got in
But at this moment, many of their abilities were completely blocked, and they could only use the most primitive method to chase and run away one by one. However, after a while, Lin Zhen sat back before being caught up. The man came after Lin Zhen, and under the pressure of life and death, he threw the handkerchief directly behind Yan Wei!
The moment the handkerchief landed on Yan Wei's back, Yan Wei finally understood why the Venus player suddenly chased Lin Zhen so seriously, thinking that Lin Zhen was most likely a ghost who got in on it.
At this moment, a coolness swept over from behind, as if some icy gaze was glued to his body. It was a creepy feeling. Cold sweat filled his forehead immediately, and he turned around to pick up the handkerchief.
The moment he turned around, the edge of the playground behind him was blurred and dark, but a pale, pupilless grimace suddenly appeared in front of him!
This grimace disappeared in a flash, Yan Wei picked up the handkerchief and ran away, subconsciously wanting to catch up to the Venus player who just threw the handkerchief.
After chasing a few steps, he slowed down—this ghost not only used this game to make them suspicious of each other, but also teased them. The reason why the player from Qixingxing wanted to catch up with Lin Zhen in an instant was probably because he was frightened by the prank of the ghost just like him.
As soon as he slowed down, the Venus player quickly returned to his original seat.
An ethereal and thin voice came from all directions suddenly, with a smile that could not be ignored: "It's been a minute."
The next moment, Yu Feizhou, who was sitting on the ground, shrank his pupils, suddenly rolled over, and a skull-like thing passed through the place where his chest was originally with a "swoosh".
But he escaped this "punishment", this sharp broken bone did not stagnate, but with the sound of piercing wind, it suddenly plunged into the chest of the Venus player who had just sat down opposite Yu Feizhou!
The man just sat down, and the moment the broken bone pierced through his heart, his eyes widened, blood splashed from the blood hole, splashed onto Yan Wei's side face, and splashed onto everyone's original white school uniform .
The man's eyes were wide open, his expression remained unbelievable, and he fell to the ground.
The game continues.