The dean looked at her as she walked over, even more vicious than a demon.
Even the eyes that rolled white during the operation were so shocked that she couldn't believe it: "How is it possible? You are also a student—"
But seeing that Zhu Yang didn't stop because of her words, seeing the other party getting closer and closer to him, the dean was busy and tried to concentrate, and his eyes turned white again.
But where is it still useful, Tong Ren just turned up, and was slapped down by a slap, and she was immediately slapped to the ground.
The dean only felt that his whole person (ghost) had fallen apart, like falling to the ground, and he couldn't feel where he was.
Zhu Yang's current physical fitness is already extremely strong among the newcomers, and naturally there is no pressure on this kind of primary field ghost.
And she was burning with anger at this time, and naturally she didn't hold back, she almost slammed it down with all her strength. This is a ghost. If she were a person, she would have turned into a ghost by now.
The dean couldn't move, and felt the tingling sensation of being kicked and pulled by her scalp. Zhu Yang roughly tangled her hair, dragged the person up, and went straight out of the classroom door.
Seeing that the silly brother didn't keep up, he was probably a little confused by her sudden anger, Zhu Yang grabbed his ear and dragged the person while walking away: "Why are you still here? The dog's life was almost saved, Do you feel ashamed when you have this kind of melon mother-in-law's back?"
Zhu Weixin gritted his teeth in pain, and realized that he was probably being stupid just now. Looking at these wire ropes and the fact that he was kicked off the table, he immediately recognized that she had just appeared, and she bought it for him specially. What's the matter with the new scarf in his hand and let him drill through his neck to try it.
Knowing that he was wrong, he was embarrassed in his heart, and changed the subject: "Sister, sister, take it easy, the dialects of your hometown have come out, don't you think the dialect is dirty? Don't be angry, don't be angry."
Seeing his sister's face sullen and ignoring him, Zhu Weixin hurriedly said: "Sister, I have a scalpel in my hand, the knife was given to me and you forgot? Cut off, not to mention that I am an outsider and won't die?"
Zhu Yang laughed angrily: "Why don't you stretch your neck back and let's do a test? Let's see if it's really okay?"
Zhu Weixin didn't dare to speak, and looked at his sister pitifully.
I also know why his sister is so angry. If the situation is reversed, Rao is his sister who claims to be able to cope with everything and is fully prepared.
While talking, Zhu Yang had thrown the dean into the middle of the playground—the barren garden that came in at the gate of the manor was used as a playground.
They also built the flag stand and hung up the national flag, but what happened inside was an insult to the national flag.
The students who had been chaotic to the point of running around noticed this, and then gathered in twos and threes, and the number of students increased.
I don't know whether it was the time when the students were hanged or other reasons in the original development trajectory. The students who had always been at a loss, now looked at the dean with a subtle look.
Zhu Yang laughed sarcastically, and threw the dean of the school rudely into the center of the playground: "I did all the bad things in my life, and after my death, because of my functions and obsessions, I got a slightly better skill than other ghosts, ruling the A bunch of ghost students and ghost teachers, you are very proud, aren't you?"
Zhu Yang stretched out his hand to the side, Zhu Weixin consciously made a mistake, and now he only dares to shrink his neck to work.
There was no need for his sister to explain. He looked around the playground and saw an iron pole standing in the flower bed next to him.
The iron rod was a rack pipe. The equipment in this school was already in a mess. There was a crooked small tree in the flower bed. This pipe was used to straighten and fix it.
Zhu Weixin saw that the aggression of this thing in the entire playground looked the highest, so he hurriedly ran over and pulled out the steel pipe.
He also carefully wrapped it in a handkerchief before handing it to his sister to prevent her from getting muddy.
Unexpectedly, Zhu Yang, who has always been a clean freak, really didn't care about the details this time within the limited conditions, so he grabbed the rusty and muddy pipe with his hands.
Then she aimed at the head of the dean, inserted it hard, and pierced her whole body like a roasted whole sheep.
The surrounding students let out a burst of exclamation. At this time, the other three players also came over. When they squeezed into the crowd, they saw Zhu Yang killing people, and suddenly felt that they couldn't keep up with the pace.
But before he had time to ask, he was shocked to find that the dean who had been stabbed in the opposite direction was not dead, and he could still scream in pain.
When Zhu Yang saw someone coming, he instructed from the two male players: "Go and get out the racks, let's bake all the ghosts today."
Zhao Shu asked dumbly: "Okay, which room is the rack in?"
"How do I know? Go to my room and ask the black ghost. She was crushed to death by a rack and naturally knows."
When they heard it, their scalps exploded, but seeing Zhu Yang's murderous attitude, they silently compared, and actually felt that it was easier to face ghosts than to disobey her, so they ran back to the dormitory in despair.
Zhu Yang instructed the students to build a fire. There was no wood. He just had two tables and chairs moved out, and they were chopped into pieces with a few strokes.
At this time, the racks were also moved and set up, and they were placed on both sides of the fire. When they were finished, they were ordered by Zhu Yang to put the roasted whole ghost skewers on the rack.
The dean of the school was beaten and stabbed, and the pain was endless. Now the flames came up, and the scorching scorched, it was like experiencing a sea of knives and flames in hell.
Zhu Yang also perverted people to keep turning the bar: "Pay attention to the evenness of the heat. Don't burn one side and the other side is still raw, which affects the taste."
Impact - what
Those who heard this immediately thought deeply.
He heard Zhu Yang sneer and said to the students on the playground: "What? The ancients had a saying called eating their flesh raw, saying that if a person hates another person very much, he can eat the other person's flesh raw, to you guys. Here, I even sprinkle salt and cumin on the roast, but I don't even have any appetite?"
The students were so frightened that they couldn't help but take a step back, because the reality and illusion were intertwined, and some of the resentment and unwillingness they had learned were actually scared back by Zhu Yang's crazy operation.
Zhu Yang was angry when he saw the cowardice of these guys: "So even if you become a ghost, you are still tightly held in the hands of this old lady, and you are tortured day after day during your lifetime."
"I've never seen a ghost doing such a suffocating act, is it stupid to be obedient? Okay! Since I like to be obedient so much, elder sister, I will show you a clear way."
When she came to the dean of the school, the woman's skin had been scorched, and she made a sizzling sound.
Ignoring her pain, Zhu Yang shouted: "I don't know if I kill you now, can you still re-enter reincarnation, but if the rule is that you can become stronger by killing the person who killed you, so many students will be divided equally. , you can't point to every reset, relying on everyone's confusion, forgetting the fact that you are dead, and manipulating them over and over again, but you are not at a loss, right?"
Seeing the horror in the dean's eyes, Zhu Yang smiled: "It seems that I guessed it."
Then, without giving the dean a chance to react, he took the oil handed over by Zhao Shu and poured her head over her body.
"The picao is a little dry. Add some oil. Where's the cumin? Where's the salt?"
Zhao Shu's eyelids jumped with fright every time they heard a word, and then they handed the things over obediently. They could only be glad that the eldest sister didn't ask them to do it.
Zhu Yang was also in a hurry. She didn't even let her brother ask for help. In the past, if she had the conditions to kill ghosts, Zhu Yang would always use others.
And the book in her hand is convenient. Once there is a relationship of hatred in the copy, there is basically no shortage of swordsmen, but now I really don't want to fake someone else's hand.
A whole person, stunned, let Zhu Yang roast it, the key is that it is still screaming.
Zhu Yang asked people to go to the restaurant to get a knife, fork and plate, cut some lettuce, and said to the people around him: "This is more boring, but the time is limited, and the internal organs have not been cut, so you can order it."
The students around were frightened and stunned, but they didn't dare to run. Zhu Yang, like a chef in a barbecue restaurant, actually held the blade like that. Next to each slice of meat, there was shredded lettuce, cucumber, and radish. It's like they're eating an open-air BBQ.
Her movements are also quick, after all, she is blessed with agility and speed, and she has turned a ghost into a skeleton with only a head left.
At this moment, the ghost is dead no matter how strong the vitality is, and Zhu Yang kicked it and abandoned it.
Then he said to the students, "Eat it!"
How dare the students, but I don't know why, but there is a longing in their hearts, as if something is urging them to do so.
Zhu Yang smiled and snapped his fingers. The curtains of the classroom were pulled open, and everyone could see the dense corpses hanging in a row from the playground.
The ignorance and dazedness on the faces of the students disappeared, replaced by anger and shame of being fooled.
Then the first student stepped forward and took a portion of meat, then the second, and the third.
Zhu Yang folded his arms. Although it was a little bit of fiddling, the venting of anger was superfluous, and it was possible that after today, these people would return to the original point and continue their reincarnation.
But the ghost of the dean was eaten by the ghosts of the students. If she wanted to recover, could she still be able to crawl out of the digested form from the gastric juice, and then make dozens of parts to form a whole
This is more difficult than the meat sauce of Teacher Qiu's husband before, isn't it
And even if it is organized into a whole, it is very weak. It is hard to say about the students who were killed by her, but the black ghost, the ghost standing upside down, and the girl who died in the infirmary, three ghosts should be enough to deal with her.
In short, the big boss here, if you don't want to die, you have to mutilate it, so that life is better than death.
At this point, Zhu Yang is still dissatisfied. After all, according to the current school structure, the dean is at the top, and the advantages of the rules still exist.
What Zhu Yang has to do is to erase this advantage so that she has no power to make a comeback, so that this school can be completely liberated from the cycle of students being abused.
She asked Zhao Shu them, "Where are the other teachers?"
Zhao Shu and the others didn't pay attention, but Xu Wei said, "I just looked down from the window of the upstairs bedroom and saw the remaining teachers escaped, walking directly to the road from the grass at the back."
This reaction is also normal. After so many people died, only the dean of the school insisted on his own rule, especially the teachers. What if the murderer was really hidden among the students and sneaked into the room in the middle of the night and killed them
However, Zhu Yang didn't believe that they could escape. Since they entered this reincarnation, there must be no one alive.
Just don't know what form they will come back in.
Then Zhu Yang noticed that what Xu Wei said softly beside her seemed to be heard by the students far away.
Then they looked at each other one by one. With a weird smile.
Zhu Yang suddenly realized: "So it is!"
"What's wrong?" Xu Wei asked.
Zhu Yang has always admired her, and doesn't mind saying a few more words: "When those teachers escaped, there were no survivors in the school."
"If one or two people die, two or three people can cause a lot of resentment in one place, and the whole school group is destroyed. How can everyone's unanimous thoughts make people escape? A school has to be neat and tidy. How can there be so many teachers in class?"
Even the dean of the teacher's side couldn't want them to leave. The wish of everyone without exception, the grievances spread in this school that has become a cemetery, can only be a ghost if most people can run away.
Sure enough, it didn't take long to see a car driving straight in from the gate, with a white body and black silk flowers on the front of the car. The driver of the car was a rough paper figure.
The expression on the paper figurine's face was filled with a smile, which became more and more strange in this gloomy atmosphere.
Several teachers stumbled through the weeds, ran for two kilometers, and finally ran out of the school.
On the road outside, the English teacher sat down on the ground: "I shouldn't have taken this job in the first place, the salary is low, the treatment is poor, the students refuse to accept the discipline, even if they pass the exam, it will not benefit us. To trick us into this place where birds don't shit."
The language teacher was still at odds with him, and sarcastically said: "You can forget it, it's good to be able to escape, so many lives have been lost, and I don't know how the principal will deal with it. Can do it all.”
"We just don't have this student's threat. Maybe the principal still wants to leave us a way out. If he is a fire—"
Speaking of which, the Chinese teacher trembled: "Forget it, I can't stay here any longer. I'll pick up my family and leave the city when I go back."
The other teachers still agreed with the language teacher's words, nodding their heads, saying that they can run as far as they can when they go back.
One of the teachers said, "There are no cars at the moment. Can we go back with so many of us?"
The English teacher stood up and waved impatiently: "What else can you do if you don't go? You go back and sit and wait for the car? Call while walking."
Everyone had no objection, but they made countless calls, but no one answered. These were drivers they were used to, and the calls were always open. I don't know why they couldn't get in touch with any of them today.
Just as he was about to start scolding, he heard the sound of a car coming from behind him, and several people turned around with joy on their faces.
It's actually a big bus, there are so many of them, even if they stop people's hitchhikers, they may not be able to sit down.
Several people hurriedly stopped the car, the door opened, and there was no one inside, except for a middle-aged driver in an old-fashioned driver's uniform and a hat, with a smile on his face, but that smile was a little stiff and his face was pale.
But a few people didn't pay attention, so they asked the driver: "Master, can you take us back to the city? The fare is still calculated."
The driver was quite happy when he heard it: "Okay, I'll take you back, and the fare will not be used. I'm worried that I haven't received anyone for a long time."
"That's where it is!" Several people got on the bus one after another, thinking that this was an empty bus returning from where they were going, but they didn't mention that they had to pay money.
Several people were tossed for two days, and they ran out in fear. After walking such a long distance, they were all very tired, so they closed their eyes and rested in their positions.
There are still more than two hours to go back to the city. The weather is not good at this time, so the drive is even slower, and there is time.
But as soon as I closed my eyes, I didn't feel like I slept for a few minutes, and everyone was woken up by the driver honking the horn—
"Arrived, go back!"
Several teachers were still thinking about how it took so long to narrow their eyes, and the windows were pitch-black, without the flickering lights in the city.
The driver was still urging, saying that he was in a hurry, and a few people had to get out of the car—
They have been in the familiar playground for several years, eating and waiting to die every day in a place with no future and hope, venting their resentment and dissatisfaction on the students.
Where is the possibility of admitting mistakes!
When a few teachers got out of the car, they saw the students on the playground holding a plate and eating something. Everyone looked at them with penetrating eyes.
A few people turned back, the car had already started, and they hurriedly wanted to run up—
"Master, what are you taking us back for? We give money and fare, you take us away, Master—"
At the last shout, the man in the driver's uniform turned his face, pale paper skin, and a weird and rough smile.
The hole in his mouth opened and closed: "It's not wrong, it's already there. When you get to your place, don't go around."
Several teachers were crowded to step on the car door before, but now they backed away in fright.
He watched helplessly as the bus that had turned into a hearse drove out of the school gate.
Several teachers turned their heads and looked at the people on the playground in fear, and they were a little surprised that these people still had the heart to eat barbecue.
The fire for the barbecue had not been extinguished, and several people couldn't help but glanced over there, and saw the grill that had been abandoned aside.
It was wearing a corpse with only human head bones and internal organs.
"Ah—" I don't know who made a scream first, and several people fled.
But no one stopped them, and the students were talking behind them with a smile: "Teacher, come back to class!"
The students were far away, but the voices came from all directions, as if they were in their ears.
Zhu Yang smiled coldly and didn't care. The time was now around four or five in the afternoon, and the sky was getting darker and darker.
But the strange thing is that after a while, several more cars drove in.
At first Zhu Yang thought it was some teachers who ran out again and were sent back, but when the car door opened, the principal and a group of well-dressed people appeared.
There are so many people standing in the playground, but they should turn a blind eye, and discuss something while visiting the school.
Zhu Yang also saw with his own eyes that someone passed through the students.
Obviously, these people in the reality of this world are the existences that are completely isolated from this space and cannot influence each other.
The fat-brained bald man was still chattering about introducing to others, "This is a good place. It's remote and isolated from the outside world. On the road outside, there are usually no cars. You can't run for a while on the strength of your feet."
"Toss the troublesome child here, and tell Tiantian not to call the ground unreliable. It's a little bit of a trick, so it's easy to control. Tell me, there's no wrong seedlings."
A few other people laughed when they heard what he said: "I heard that there was a mass suicide incident in your place a few years ago?"
"nonsense-"
The headmaster was about to quibble when someone raised his hand to stop him, the man said, "Of course, it is understandable for students of this age to be under great pressure and want to commit suicide. Today's children are getting more and more unbearable, alas! We were back then."
Hearing how could the principal not understand these people's words, he immediately put a smile on his face: "That's what it is! We have a lot of schoolwork here, but we can't help it, and we don't want to live up to your parents' expectations."
"So Wang Bureau, look at this approval-"
Several people exchanged a tacit look, and all of them immediately rejoiced.
A school that has lost so many lives has shown signs of resurgence due to the interests of many parties.
Zhu Yang snapped his fingers and asked the player to tie a few people over.
Zhao Shu and the others stepped forward, but they couldn't get in touch with a few people. Zhu Yang changed students again, but it was still the same.
Xu Wei asked, "Sister, can't we influence them?"
Zhu Yang sneered: "Impossible, in less than seven days, this bald pig has appeared here twice, and now it's swaggering in front of everyone, the game can't just arrange him to answer people, there must be way to keep him."
"A school should be neat and tidy, where can there be no principal?"
Zhu Yang pondered for a while, then raised his head and smiled: "I almost forgot, isn't there one person here who can connect with the outside world?"
Then Zhu Yang mobilized all players and students to find the dormitory. The efficiency of so many people is still very high.
Especially the dark ghosts who did not participate in the reincarnation, the things that happened in the dark corners of the school could not be hidden from her.
After a while, the dormitory was pulled out of the cabinet in the cellar. The woman was still holding the money Zhu Yang gave her earlier.
Even if Zhu Yang bought so many things, he still had more than half of the money left.
Zhu Yang patted the dormitory on the shoulder: "I don't know when I will not need material supplies, so I have been keeping your life. It seems that it is correct not to be so impulsive."
The dormitory was trembling with fear: "Let me go, let me go!"
Zhu Yang smiled and said, "Let it go, of course, but first, throw your bag of money into the grass."
The dormitory's expression was very reluctant, but he couldn't hold back Zhu Yang's arrogance. After struggling for a long time, he could only reluctantly threw the bag of money down the window, making a muffled sound.
The principal who was visiting this place was attracted by the sound, and since everyone who came was well-dressed, it was not good to just step on the edge of the wall full of weeds.
The principal naturally walked over in person, and then saw the pink inside the bag where it was intentionally cracked.
"Principal, what?" someone asked outside.
The headmaster saw that there were so many people at the moment, and he quickly said: "It's nothing, the mop standing by the bed upstairs fell down."
He walked out as if nothing had happened, and the others did not suspect him, and continued to visit here to discuss how to renovate and purchase equipment.
After discussing for more than half an hour, everyone left by car.
"What if they leave?" Someone asked anxiously.
"It's okay, as long as he's not blind, he has to come back after leaving."
Sure enough, in less than an hour, one of the cars should have returned the same way, and the principal hurried back and went straight to the grass.
Ignoring the dirty grass on the ground, I found the bag and opened it quickly, and sure enough, it was full of piles of money.
I twisted a few more to identify it, and it was true.
The headmaster's face was filled with greedy joy. This school has been abandoned for two or three years. In the wilderness, it is not impossible for some criminals to hide money here.
Thinking of this, the principal has thought about it again. If such a large sum of money is lost, those desperados must not die in a hurry? Any accident at that school is possible.
Naturally, the safety of students cannot be guaranteed, and it is just that those guardians who have their own purposes can do what they want.
It's just that you must not come here recently.
Thinking so, the principal zipped the bag, stood up and prepared to leave.
Then, before stepping out, he was knocked to the ground by a heavy object that suddenly fell from above.
A few of those heavy objects weighed 80 to 90 kilograms. They fell from the top and hit the headmaster's head with a bang, and then the whole person fell to the ground with a bloody head.
At this time, Zhu Yang and the others gathered around, watching the dormitory and the principal both fall to the ground with blood on their heads.
"Tsk tsk, really only the host is useful." Zhao Shu said, "I just threw a kitchen knife from above and it didn't work."
Zhu Yang pouted: "So, you can only use the dormitory as a weapon."
In the end, the game really lived up to its own settings. After Zhu Yang noticed that there were all dead people here, he was surprised why only the dormitory was able to buy things back.
At first, I thought that if players stay in the game world for too long, they need necessary supplies. After all, this game has no time limit.
Immediately after the principal appeared, he reacted, and the biggest use was here.
At this time, the principal had stood up swayingly. He touched his head and looked up.
Then his eyes didn't want to show everyone the same as he just showed them. He turned a blind eye to so many people present, but looked at the teachers and students in front of him in horror.
He didn't remember the students, but the teachers had made a lot of handovers, and all the people who died three years ago appeared in front of him, looking at him with a strange look and a smirk on the corner of his mouth.
The principal was so frightened that he wanted to pee, and was about to get up, but suddenly he touched something, and when he turned his head, a guy who looked exactly like him was lying on the ground covered in blood.
By the way, he was smashed hard just now, and it was himself on the ground.
What is he
The headmaster's back was numb, and he saw the people around him getting closer and closer, tending to surround him.
He was busy with business and twisted: "Don't come here, don't come here—"
The students laughed: "Principal, come to class, the school cannot be without the principal."
"How can a school not have a principal!"
"How can a school not have a principal!"
"How can a school not have a principal!"
The expressions of the people around him were stiff, and they shouted mechanically like a slogan. The principal collapsed and shouted, but someone had already grabbed his leg, and then he was covered with people.
Gradually pulling him into the teaching building, the miserable voice never stopped.
Zhu Yang picked up the bag of money on the ground, and at the same time, a reminder of the game clearance came in his mind.
Several players heard it, and everyone's face was full of joy.
Xu Wei smiled and said, "The degree of completion is so high."
"How much are you?" Zhao Shu asked.
"Class A!"
As soon as the answer came out, the two male players suddenly became depressed: "How about we get up early and stay up late to cook?"
Zhu Yang sneered: "Do you think the game is a test of cooking skills? Every little girl has contributed a lot more than you."
This statement is no exaggeration. According to Zhu Yang's nature, in such a repressive environment, he was determined not to compromise. At the beginning, he was definitely a thorn in the head.
It can be said that the sources of information in the early stage were all inquired by Xu Wei among the students, so her customs clearance evaluation will be higher than that of Liu Zhi and the others.
And Zhu Yang got an S-level rating because she killed the original boss of the game. According to the system's explanation, her guess was right.
If the common thing is to kill the dean, she will still be able to reincarnate when the time comes, and then everything will return to the original point, and the students will continue to forget the fact that they are dead, and they will be bullied all day long.
But Zhu Yang tried to pull the principal in. In terms of function, the principal must have crushed the existence of the dean, so the title of the dean as the principal of the school was naturally frightened to death, so she naturally couldn't enjoy the rules and benefits that belonged to the BOSS.
In addition, the headmaster Xingui is naturally not the opponent of the students, and the strength of the entire school has officially been reversed.
The students want to leave, take revenge, and look good to those parents. In short, the cycle has been broken, and the next development will be none of the players' business.
However, there is always a debt and a debt. Just in the afternoon, when the director and his party agreed to pass the approval, the students looked at those people with unfriendly eyes.
Zhu Yang is too lazy to guess the final outcome, there is always a world of ghosts, and since these people have spread the cause and effect, they will suffer by themselves.
This game still revealed a skill that Zhu Yang thought at first was the skill of the dean, but it turned out not to be.
It's pitch black!
When Zhu Yang found out, she was a little speechless. She is such a radiant person, and this assassin-like hiding skill doesn't match her, right
However, thinking of the stupid appearance of many stupid ghosts who were screaming and screaming in fear, Zhu Yang thought that it was impossible for her to keep on trying to scare ghosts to death because of dog games.
Anyway, after greeting the players, Zhu Yang also grabbed his brother's ear and left the game.
The two appeared in her bedroom at the same time, and sure enough, only a second or two had passed.
Zhu Yang also feels that he is unlucky, and the next battle will be harder than tearing the devil by hand.
She turned her head to look at Zhu Weixin, and from his expression, she knew that the game was sending him an invitation to confirm whether to become a player.
Zhu Yang said blankly, "Reject!"
Zhu Weixin's expression fluttered when he heard the words, and he took two steps back—
"Sister, let me think about it, how can you make a decision in a second for such a big event?"
Zhu Yang knew that he would not give in easily, and sneered: "I will tell you something good when you enter the game, don't tell me you don't remember."
"Who else told you that I gave you the right to consider it? No discussion, refuse!"
Zhu Weixin said: "The game said that if I choose to refuse, the memory will disappear. You want me to face life and death threats to my sister so much, but don't you know anything stupid?"
"As long as I think about how dangerous you are, I might be playing games next door and laughing. When I wake up the next day, I'll probably see your corpse, and I'll die of discomfort."
Zhu Yang was unmoved: "So, so you have to go through my experience yourself. When I pass the customs, not only do I have to worry about my own death, but also worry about whether my younger brother will die someday?"
"Our grandma has said that you are the root of our old Zhu family, and the Zhu family will point to you to pass on the lineage. What if you don't have it?"
Zhu Weixin clenched his neck and said: "When grandma said that, you were arguing about her preference for sons over women, and threatened her to take me out and throw me out if she didn't admit her mistake, so that grandma never dared to talk nonsense again. Eight Dao, are you telling me this now?"
Zhu Yang slapped his head and slapped his head: "Talk back, right? You just said what's the use of joining? How many times have I told you? The team props are very rare, and Lu Datou has not been found yet, otherwise we would have been early. Team up, don't I want clever people to serve me?"
"Then he can't find it doesn't mean I can't find it either. What if I'm lucky? Then I can follow you every time." He held his sister's hand and said, "Sister, don't keep thinking about it. Don't involve me, I'm really afraid that something will happen to you?"
Zhu Yang waved his hand: "Are you worried about me? Who almost hanged before? With your level of clearance, we might die first."
"I was an outsider, and I didn't have any blessings. I told you that there are some solutions. Let's not talk about the rope and scalpel that broke with a single swipe. The thickness of the rope can be used as long as I pull it hard. The weight is off, and you know how good I am doing pull-ups?"
Seeing that he was really messing around, Zhu Yang was also annoyed: "What did I say to you? It's wrong to ask you to refuse, isn't it?"
Zhu Weixin stopped talking, but his mouth murmured twice, always pointing to his sister who was fighting where, but this time he didn't listen to her.
"Okay!" Zhu Yang nodded: "Okay, you are amazing, I know, you can do it."
Zhu Weixin's face was full of joy, but before the expression was finished, she saw her sister ripping off the bathrobe belt from the bathrobe on the back of the chair next to her.
Then he went out the door by himself.
Zhu Weixin was stunned, and quickly chased after him: "Sister, where are you going in the middle of the night?"
His sister ignored him and went directly to the hall.
There is a beautiful crystal lamp in the hall, luxurious and atmospheric, hanging in the center of the living room.
Zhu Yang came directly under the crystal lamp, moved a chair from the dining room, came over, and stood up.
Zhu Weixin followed his sister the whole time, and the whole person was dumbfounded: "Sister, what are you doing?"
"How about repairing the light bulbs? I didn't see any broken."
Then Zhu Yang put the strap on the metal hook on the bottom layer, quickly tied a knot, and then slipped his neck into it—
Then he looked at Zhu Weixin and said: "I've had enough, it's not enough to be played around by the game, my boyfriend is also in this pit, and my brother thinks that life is too comfortable, and he is full of energy to get in."
"I really thought it was a fun place. Cheng, you want to play, don't you? I'll close my eyes first, so I don't know how long I'll be in fear every day."
"If you go all the way to a high place and think about burning more money for your sister during the festivals, it's fine. I think I'm too big and I can't change it. Just a reunion."
"It's just pity for our parents. Raising two children turned out to be a waste in the end. But it's too far to say that we are dead."
Saying that, he waved his finger at his brother: "Bye! You play first, I'll take a step first."
Then he was about to kick off the stool, Zhu Weixin hugged his sister in a hurry, and tears came out—
"Sister, why are you so cruel? Why are you forcing me? I know that you are reluctant to die. You deliberately scare me, right? But it makes me feel uncomfortable. When can I force my sister to hang herself?"
"Then do you refuse?" Zhu Yang stared at him from above.
When Zhu Weixin heard this, a reluctant and tangled expression appeared on his face again. When Zhu Yang saw it, he tried to kick the stool again.
Zhu Weixin said quickly: "Okay, I refuse, can't I refuse?"
Then he said loudly: "Fuck, can't you hear the movement outside? Urgent, where is the soul? Refuse to hear?"
It seemed that when the game asked Zhu Weixin to make a choice, he still had all kinds of mental harassment within a few minutes.
Zhu Yang got the result he wanted, naturally it was a swipe of his hair and a sullen face—
Xiao Xianer, fighting with her, rolling on the ground as small as coercion and coercion, she has nothing that her family can't compromise.
Death is naturally impossible, there are so many delicious things, beautiful clothes are available every year, and integrity is youthful and beautiful. Who would be a hanged ghost with a straight tongue
However, Zhu Yang was still staring at Zhu Weixin's expression, not letting go of the slightest bit.
Then he watched him gradually become blank and blank from sadness and unwillingness, and then looked around: "Sister, didn't I go to your room to find you? Why are we here?"
Then, seeing her sister's virtuous attitude to hang herself, she immediately