[Going to the grave late at night: Ball, why is there a ball here? Don't be a human head!]
The icy barrage spoke out the hearts of everyone, but in this environment full of ghosts, the cold mechanical sound is so strange.
Bai Yan raised his head and looked into the distance. His eyesight was poor, and he especially hated bright light, but in a dim environment, he could see more clearly.
Before everyone found out, he saw a group of thin and small figures crawling from a grave, and he should be a child in appearance.
The child hunched over and muttered words, as if he was talking to someone.
As he approached, Bai Yan could vaguely hear what he was muttering. What the child kept repeating was actually a weird nursery rhyme—
"Dongzi's father strangled Dongzi's mother,
Dongzi's mother strangled Dongzi's grandmother,
Dongzi's milk drowned Dongzi,
Dong Ziye threw Dong Zimei to death..."
While muttering, the boy stumbled forward.
Seeing the ball under Bai Cui's feet, his eyes lit up, he bent over to pick up the ball, hugged the ball tightly in his arms, and couldn't help giggling.
This seems like a silly kid.
Bai Yan analyzed it in his mind for a few seconds, and felt that this child should not be a ghost.
However, playing ball on the grave in the middle of the night is really too scary. The impression brought by previous games made Bai Yan extremely cautious. He glanced at Ye Shangyu, and found that Ye Shangyu was also confused, and couldn't see the child. depth.
Bai Yan thought about it for a while, and felt that this nursery rhyme was really weird, and it might contain some important information, so he boldly knelt down and said to the children: "Dad Dongzi strangled Dongzi's mother to death? How did Dongzi's father die?" of?"
The boy held the ball in his small gray hands, raised his face to look at him, and didn't answer a word, just giggled.
"Don't you know? Still don't want to say?"
Bai Yan pondered for a moment, then asked, "Do you know Dongzi? Where did Dongzi go?"
Now, the boy finally reacted.
He chuckled for a while, and said with his tongue out, "Dongzi...Dongzi and his parents are reunited together!"
As soon as the words came out, the two anchors were horrified. Dongzi's mother had been strangled to death. Didn't this mean that Dongzi's father and Dongzi were also dead
Under the influence of the dark and tragic environment, Bai Cui's teeth chattered from the cold from a nursery rhyme, and she couldn't speak.
Next to Bai Yan, Lu Ruichao opened his mouth, intending to speak, but seeing Ye Shangyu squatting down, he closed his mouth, and returned to the previous silent state.
"Little brother, you haven't finished singing your nursery rhyme, what's left?"
The boy was holding the ball, staring in confusion, as if he didn't understand what Ye Shangyu meant.
He sang the nursery rhyme again in a high-pitched child's voice, and when he sang 'sister fell to death', a tangled look flashed in his eyes, as if he didn't know what to sing next.
However, after a few times of "Dong Ziye fell to death Dong Zimei", his smile burst open, as if he was delighted that he had thought of the lyrics—
"... Master Dong Zi killed Dong Zimei,
Then their family of six was reunited! "
Singing the last line, the boy put down the ball and started clapping and singing, very proud of himself.
After listening to the boy singing the nursery rhyme, Bai Yan could tell that the nursery rhyme should be composed by the boy himself. Since I made it up by myself, it is very likely that this is what happened in this village.
Finally found a clue, this night was not in vain.
Looking at the boy who kept giggling, Bai Yan couldn't help showing a wicked smile, but when he saw the boy staring at him in a daze, he quickly adjusted his expression and repeated kindly: "Who is Dongzi?"
"Who is Dongzi?"
The boy muttered, then got up and started to shoot the ball. No one knew what he was thinking.
"What a good boy, it's a pity..."
Bai Yan clicked his tongue regretfully, thinking that this silly boy has a mental problem, maybe he is a psychopath.
Sure enough, App always loves people with neurological problems.
If you know too much, you will either die early or go crazy early.
The boy obviously knew a lot, but he didn't answer the question, and since he had mental problems, everyone couldn't force him to speak out.
Threatening a silly child is probably useless.
However, if they can meet a clue person, of course, everyone will not give up so much.
After asking several times in different ways, the boys all giggled and played ball with their heads down, ignoring them at all.
The three of Bai Yan also understood that the boy would never ask questions that he could not answer or did not want to answer.
Seeing that there was nothing to ask, Bai Yan finally asked without hope: "How do you know? Dongzi's family is gone, have you seen it?"
Bai Yan thought the boy would not answer him yet, but he didn't expect that when he heard this question, the boy threw the ball away, fell to the ground, and crawled up with his buttocks sticking out.
The boy stretched out his head for a while, and crawled on the ground with all fours.
In connection with the things that are often found in the countryside, Bai Yan's eyes flashed with interest: "Drilling a dog hole?"
The boy nodded frequently and raised his head with another smirk.
Probably because he felt that he had a common language with this uncle, he rushed forward to hug Bai Yan. Bai Yan nimbly dodged behind Ye Shangyu, and the boy threw himself on Ye Shangyu, leaving two gray and black palm prints on her khaki pants, leaving Ye Shangyu speechless.
As for
childish.
Ye Shangyu glanced at Bai Yan, raised his hand to gently stroke the boy's head, and said in a low voice, "We're leaving."
The boy rubbed Ye Shangyu's hand, and seemed to be nostalgic for her touch.
He raised his head, saw Ye Shangyu retracted his hand, couldn't help whimpering, and slowly took two steps back.
The boy picked up the ball, turned his head and ran away. Within a few breaths, the boy disappeared among the graves, and he was nowhere to be found.
With the three players taking the lead, the two anchors were dumbfounded.
When Bai Cui heard the series of questions asked by the players, her mind was completely muddled. She suddenly realized that these six tourists did not seem to be simple.
In the live broadcast room, following the "live broadcast room haunted" and "ghost old lady eating chicken", another wave of Xiao Gao was ushered in. tide-
[Dengying Zhuangzhu: First, someone claimed to see a human head in the straw pile, then there was a fat old woman who ate a live chicken, and now there is a silly boy who is playing football on the grave in the middle of the night. If this is not an actor that the anchor has found in advance, Then all this is really weird...]
[Beautiful thighs: Baimei, those six tourists obviously have problems! You see what they are asking? Do normal people ask these questions?]
[City of Terror: Interesting, will the host still be broadcasting tomorrow? I think this village still hides a lot of secrets, don't give up halfway.]
[A ghost knocks on the door: Baimei, I won't hide it from you! In fact, everyone in the village is a ghost except you! The little black brother has already been dropped, so don't talk nonsense, run! run quickly!]
The barrage flooded in, and the phone's reading and reading couldn't keep up.
Bai Cui turned off the reading, and read several bullet screens at a glance, the more she looked at it, the more her heart became colder.
Damn, after the audience said that, she really felt that there were problems everywhere!
However, money is touching.
Seeing the rewards from local tyrant fans, she first assured the local tyrants that it would be broadcast tomorrow, and that she would never leave until she had explored the secrets of the village.
On the way back, Bai Cui hesitated to speak, and when he was about to reach the farmhouse, he finally gritted his teeth and asked, "What do you mean by asking that child, do you know anything?"
"We just think this nursery rhyme is very interesting. Just ask. Since we are here to play the spirit, shouldn't we ask more? What we enjoy is this kind of unknown atmosphere." Bai Yan paused and looked at it in surprise Glancing at Bai Cui, she said, "You don't really think there are ghosts in the world, do you?"
"..."
Yes.
Bai Cui felt very embarrassed when Bai Yan saw her thoughts.
Yes, after going through several weird things, under the flickering of the audience, she really hesitated, and began to wonder if there were ghosts in the world.
Of course there are no ghosts in the world.
Bai Cui's face flushed, and she fell silent immediately, secretly ashamed that she cheated the audience to make money by live broadcasting all day long, and was almost limped by the audience.
Seeing that Bai Cui dispelled her doubts, Bai Yan also heaved a sigh of relief.
It's fine, hold on.
Such an NPC who dares to die is hard to find. If they let them escape, where can such good cannon fodder be found
A group of people returned to the farmhouse with their own thoughts. The lights in the middle room were still off, and the sound of five people coming in did not wake up the old lady and Xu Lanfang.
It was almost twelve o'clock in the morning when they went back to their houses.
After twelve o'clock is the most dangerous time of the day. In the background of the game in the ghost village, leaving no one to watch the night is undoubtedly a joke with one's own life.
The game time is only three short days, and a little less sleep will not hurt.
The players had a discussion and decided to divide the vigil into two waves, one until five in the morning and one between five and ten, so that the vigil could sleep for five hours.
After discussing it, the two girls and the taciturn Lu Ruichao lay down side by side with their clothes on, so that it would be easier for them to escape if something happened.
After going through the screening of the seventh level, the psychological quality of the remaining players is undoubtedly very strong.
Not long after, the three players fell asleep one after another, accumulating energy for the next day's exploration.
Next to them, three big men stared at each other in the room... After staring for a moment, they all looked away.
There are three places in the room that need to be watched, and three people can just cover all the blind spots.
Bai Yan was in charge of staring at the window leading to the courtyard, Kunta was in charge of staring at the door, and Xiao Zebo was in charge of watching a small window on the wall behind the kang, so that no one could peep through the window.
In the silent night, the three of them didn't say a word, only occasionally they could hear the chirping of insects outside and the breathing of several people in the room.
Time passed by every minute and every second...
At about two o'clock in the morning, the three of them were a little sleepy, but they still held on, not daring to close their eyes and rest.
When the three of them thought that nothing should happen, suddenly, there was a sound of the door opening outside.
Bai Yan listened intently, the voice seemed to come from Bai Cui's room.
Only she and Fang Niu lived in Bai Cui's house.
After the man opened the door, he walked to the kitchen, which had a door leading to the courtyard.
Of course, this door is also next to the room of Bai Yan and the others, so the three of them could hear the sound of the person opening the door clearly.
Immediately afterwards, the man opened the door in the kitchen, walked to the yard, and passed the window of the east room.
Bai Yan stared at the window, and a bamboo curtain was lowered on the window, only the finger-sized gap at the bottom could see things.
But you don't need to look, you can recognize the person who left the room by just listening to the voice Bai Yan.