Everyone, brought a ghost
Tang Ning felt a chill down his spine for a moment. He thought of the red-clothed ghost that looked exactly like him. It seemed as if something cold was lurking in his chest, and he was shivering from the back of his neck to his scalp.
"Why do you say that?" Lin Yun.
Tang Ning looked at Du Feng nervously and confusedly.
"I was wondering why I didn't notice there were a bunch of ghosts following me in the car. It turns out you guys are asking for trouble. You let the ghosts get tainted with your scent."
Du Feng glanced at the players coldly, as if he was looking at a group of unlucky people who were about to die. However, when he saw Tangning, his expression relaxed and he continued to explain, "What you guys were doing in the video was just driving corpses. You stepped on those things, but you called them all out."
Tang Ning thought of the group of people in the video jumping around without noticing anything. His scalp was tingling and he couldn't help but blurt out a word: dancing on a grave.
The other players looked terrible, after all, they didn't do these things, but they had to bear the consequences.
"Even if you didn't mean to do that, what you did is tell us to drive the corpses, so we have the obligation to bring your corpses home. Your corpses can't follow you, but your souls are all with you. If you can't do that, we will possess your bodies and use your bodies to 'live'."
All the players' hearts sank.
"What should we do now?" Chen Yan asked sincerely.
"Send their bodies back." Du Feng said coldly.
Zeng Yishuang said cautiously, "Send them back? But aren't their bodies in the woods? We didn't dig them out."
"The fact that they were driven away by you means that their souls have not truly returned to their hometown." Du Feng glanced at Tang Ning, who was full of curiosity, and continued, "The souls that have truly returned to their hometown will not be easily summoned by you. They have resentment in their hearts, which is why they can follow you all the way."
Tang Ning touched his left hand that had been touched by the red-clothed ghost. Although the chill had subsided, he still shivered after hearing Du Feng's words.
"Does returning to one's hometown mean returning to the area near home, or does it just mean returning to one's hometown? Is it true that the latter are not from Xiangxi?" Lin Yun speculated.
Du Feng nodded.
Lin Yun rubbed his temples and felt the situation was tricky. There were only six days left. Could they make those ghosts return home in these six days
It turned out to be successful. Based on Lin Yun's experience, this was at least an A-level task evaluation. Their main task in this copy was to survive, and they could get a B-level score if they survived this wave. Du Feng's proposal was to exorcise ghosts. In the card world, eliminating ghosts could improve the task evaluation.
But who can guarantee that what Du Feng said is right and has no ill intentions
Such concerns arise in the hearts of every player.
Tang Ning's mind was in a mess. He couldn't be sure whether Du Feng was telling the truth or not. If Du Feng was a snake, then everything he said was to harm everyone. What should they do
Even if Du Feng is a prince, it is simply unrealistic to send a group of dead bodies home whose identities are unknown.
“Bang, bang, bang.” There was a sudden knock on the door. The players with different thoughts looked outside the door one after another. They heard a voice: “Open the door, I’m Qin Jiaqi.”
Qin Jiaqi, a dead player.
She was unfortunately killed on the bus last night, and the surviving players kept their distance from the dead players throughout the night.
Tang Ning's heart was in tension. He stared at the door, afraid that the thing would break in at the next second.
The voice outside the door was still coming, soft and pleasant, no different from that of a normal person, even the complaints were gentle, with a little bit of cuteness, urging: "Hurry up and open the door, I know you are in there, sister has a task for me to tell you."
The door was locked and the door handle kept turning up and down.
Tang Ning's anxious heart was relieved a little. He thanked the person who locked the door in his heart. He remembered that after he sat down, it seemed that the person stood up and locked the door.
Tang Ning subconsciously looked at Zeng Yishuang. Zeng Yishuang had long black hair that covered half of her face. She stared at the door handle as it turned up and down, with an inexplicably eerie look in her eyes.
Tang Ning's Adam's apple rolled slightly. She was the junior leader of their production team. That thing could talk about these things in the tone of a living person. If he hadn't known that the other party was dead, he might not have been able to tell whether the other party was a human or a ghost.
So is Zeng Yishuang really a player
Tangning tried his best to observe Zeng Yishuang without showing any emotion. Zeng Yishuang suddenly turned around and stared at him.
"What's wrong? Do you suspect I'm a bad person?" A sinister voice came from the crack in the door, no longer as gentle as it was at the beginning.
Tang Ning looked away as if he had been electrocuted. His heart was beating a little faster.
"I am your good friend." The sound of fingertips sliding across the wooden board continued to sound, and the thing whispered softly.
Tang Ning swallowed his saliva. He kept his body still and moved his eyes slightly to look at Zeng's pair of eyes. The next moment, he met Zeng's double eyelids covered by his bangs.
Zeng Yishuang sat in a dim place, watching him all the time.
No one came forward to open the door, and the voice outside the door muttered, "Isn't it here either?"
Still no player responded.
Footsteps were heard as they left, and that thing seemed to be looking for them.
Zeng Yishuang also withdrew his gaze. Tang Ning sat down in his seat with his hands and feet somewhat weak.
To be on the safe side, the players then prepared to communicate using their mobile phones. However, the moment they picked up the phones, they discovered that the signal in the room had become very poor.
In the card world, poor signal means being affected by supernatural forces.
That thing is gone, or there may even be more than one thing outside the door, otherwise the signal wouldn’t be so bad!
Everyone realized this.
They wrote on the memo, and Lin Yun wrote: "How do we solve this problem? That thing has been guarding outside all the time, and it affects our work."
They only watched a little bit of the video footage.
The program crew spent a week on this business trip and recorded countless amounts of material. It would take up a lot of their time to watch all of it.
Chen Yan: "Who will solve it?"
After asking this question, everyone subconsciously looked at Du Feng. If there was anyone present who could deal with these ghost things, that person could only be Du Feng.
Du Feng looked back at them with an unhappy look on his face like a big boss.
Du Feng was the only one who couldn't understand what everyone was saying. He had good reasons to be upset and no one dared to offend him, so everyone looked at Tang Ning.
The faces bathed in dim light revealed the wrinkles on their faces. Every look was greedy, greedy for life.
Who wants to live.
Tang Ning also thought that he wanted to survive more than anyone else. The more things he couldn't give up in the real world, the stronger his will to survive became.
But Tang Ning did not ask Du Feng immediately.
Du Feng hadn't spoken a word. Did it mean that even Du Feng didn't want to have any contact with that kind of thing? No one could guarantee that after coming into contact with that kind of thing, they wouldn't be contaminated by it and then be entangled.
Tang Ning looked at Du Feng who was so close to him. Du Feng was also looking at him. His dark eyes were extremely dazzling in the dim environment. They seemed to have absorbed other light sources around them, becoming deep and dangerous, as if luring something.
Tangning held his breath. He saw greed in those eyes.
Be greedy for him.
Du Feng longed for him, just as other players longed for survival.
He had also seen similar looks in other things, in ghosts, and in people who loved others. Was it sometimes that when one was so longing for someone, one would want to swallow them up like a ghost and merge their flesh and blood together
Tang Ning felt depressed. He knew that if he asked Du Feng for help, Du Feng would definitely help him.
But Tang Ning also knew that the more he demanded from a certain existence, the more he would lose.
If Du Feng was a prince, his request would hurt Du Feng. If Du Feng was a snake, doing so would hurt himself.
So how does he choose
It seemed like a long time had passed, or just a moment. Tangning stretched out his hand and placed his slender fingers on his lips. His clear eyes looked at Du Feng quietly. He made a gesture to silence the young man who was like a wild animal.
Shh, be good.
Du Fengshen was stunned.
As everyone stared in astonishment, Tangning held her phone and walked towards the door.
Lin Yun stood up in confusion and tried to pull Tang Ning away.
Du Feng frowned and wanted to go to Tang Ning.
Tang Ning didn't care about the gazes of the people behind him. He just suddenly had an idea. If this idea was successful, it would confirm his guess.
If he fails, he might be haunted by a ghost, but he has the Farmer and the Snake card, and the snake hiding in the dark can both kill him and protect him.
Tang Ning continued to take deep breaths, and each breath caused a sense of oppression in his chest, which came and went. Although Tang Ning kept using the Snake card to comfort himself, he knew that no card was omnipotent, and one wrong move could lead to eternal damnation.
But
— “But in the card world, playing it safe is the biggest risk.”
The young man who threw the ancient coin seemed to be standing in front of him at this moment, with an ancient coin that was constantly rotating and turning over between them.
— “When the situation is still controllable, don’t try to collect everything you can use.”
The ancient coin was caught by Shao. Tangning held on to his phone tightly. In his mind, he said those words Jiang Mianmian said, "When the danger really comes, what will I do to deal with it?"
Tangning took a deep breath and without hesitation, he turned on the audio on his phone and found a clip called "Gengxi Wake-up Call". He turned the volume up to the maximum and clicked play.
Gengxi's humming sounded in the silent house, low and gentle, like a stream sliding over cold stones in the middle of the night and flowing along the listener's ear canal.
Although it was not the first time that Tang Ning heard this song and he had prepared himself mentally, his heart still trembled at this moment, and the main theme of fear lingered in his heart.
Tang Ning had long wanted to know whether Gengxi had any deterrent effect on ghosts.
When the alarm clock rang in the morning, he felt a fear and oppression no less than facing a ghost. If he was not poisoned by a poisonous poison and if he was not overly nervous and his psychological defenses were extremely weak, did it mean that the song was inherently scary
Du Feng stopped and his expression became extremely strange.
Not only Du Feng, but all the players' watches became extremely strange. They saw that the originally weak signal was increasing step by step -
The ghost left.
That terrible thing that could affect the signal flew away silently without even struggling for a second.
Tang Ning stared at the full signal bar. The song belonging to Geng Xi was still playing on his phone. This time, he found that the song was really beautiful, like the sound of nature.
Under everyone's incredulous gazes, Tangning turned off the audio.
Scaring away the ghosts last night could be considered a coincidence, but now Tang Ning could be sure that Geng Xi was definitely a deterrent to ghosts, and a very strong deterrent, so strong that as soon as his song came out, the ghosts carried the car away overnight.
But why does Gengxi pretend to be an ordinary person