When ignorant children do some weird and bloody things, the horror factor is often multiplied.
Mainly from the psychological impact.
Gu Meng pressed the corners of her lips slightly, stepped forward, and pulled the two children away from the cabinet.
The black cloth was put down to block the bloodstains on the glass cabinet and the flower snake coiled inside.
Xiuyi blinked her innocent big eyes, her long eyelashes fluttered, and said in a childish voice: "Still playing... Xiuyi is still playing."
Gu Meng shook her head at him.
Then, he picked up one, held the other by the hand, and walked out of the activity room.
Angela grabbed the puppet's hand and poked Enjin beside her.
"I heard... he is an acquaintance with you?"
With a smile on her lips, Luoli looked away from the back of Gu Meng who had just left, with a mocking expression, and said, "It looks so gentle."
Tilting his head, his face is innocent and childish.
"Gentleness is really a rare quality..." Angela grabbed the clown's red nose with one hand, pretended to be thinking, and said softly, "It seems that the Promised Land does not need gentle people. If it is not lucky to meet you, He must have been judged as a failure long ago, brother, why not... "
Hei Liang rolled his eyes, looked at Enjin, became cold and bloodthirsty and said, "Just find a chance and destroy it directly, what do you think?"
Enjin lowered her eyelashes and looked at her with a calm expression.
Angela raised her head and looked at him, patiently waiting for a reply, with a little expectation in her expression.
One is 1.92 meters tall, and the other is 1.5 meters tall.
The height difference of forty centimeters actually creates a harmonious sense of deviation in the painting.
After a while, Enjin turned around to face her, and said in a soft voice, "He's not my acquaintance."
Angela smiled with satisfaction.
She said that the love theory conveyed by the queen to her was fart.
Standing in front of her now was her rock-solid, omnipotent elder brother, and it was impossible for her to be infected with any weak emotions because of her long-term contact with a human being.
At this time, Enjin bent down, put one hand on Little Lolita's right shoulder, close to her ear, and said softly in a soft male voice: "Remember."
"He is my woman."
"..."
Angela's expression became stiff instantly.
"Since you choose to join the game, play it safe." Enjin said, "Brother, don't do things that make me angry."
After finishing speaking, Enjin patted little Lolita's thin shoulder lightly.
From an outsider's point of view, the attitude is very friendly.
Enjin stood upright, glanced at Little Lolita, turned around and walked out.
Tuliu little loli stood there with a pale face.
If you look closely, you will find that Angela's masseter muscles are slightly swollen, and a thin layer of cold sweat seeps out of her pale face.
The thin shoulder blade on the right has collapsed, and the arm hangs unnaturally at the side.
Fortunately, because of the angle problem, no one found these.
"Hey! Angela, what did my brother tell you just now?"
The heartless Peter Pan jumped over from nowhere, didn't stop the car, and hit her dislocated arm all at once.
Angela gasped in pain, the veins on her forehead popped out, and she grabbed the doll and beat Pan Peter in the face: "You don't have eyes, get out!"
"..."
Loli suddenly ran away, and Peter Pan was beaten very wrongly.
Kill Matt boys and girls are back.
Walking into the house, he looked devastated.
"I can't get out, I can't get out at all..." The young man muttered to himself in a foolish way, and shuffled his feet toward the room, "No matter which way you go, you will return to the same place."
The girl who killed Matt, Lulu, had an ugly complexion, and her black eyeshadow was even heavier against her paleness.
"Brother." Her attitude gradually softened, and she said to the boy, "Maybe I really got into trouble, or else... let's see what those people are planning."
After discussing, they passed the living room and saw nine people eating noodles "Xilihulu" around the island in the semi-open kitchen.
"..."
"..."
People from both sides stared at each other.
Until Gu Meng put down her chopsticks, and tentatively asked, "Would you like... to eat a little?"
He added: "There is still in the pot."
Lulu was already hungry, and her stomach growled in response to the occasion.
She wondered, would she still feel hungry after being a ghost
It seems that being a ghost is not easy.
He didn't get used to the game when he first entered the game, and after spending more than three hours outside, the inner world of the guy who killed Matt had already begun to crumble.
At this moment, Gu Meng's kind invitation easily overwhelmed him.
Emotions collapse when they say they collapse.
He is just a young man who has just stepped into society. He has endured too much pressure and fright that he shouldn't have at his age.
The boy crouched on the ground with the hedgehog head in his arms, screaming, "It's too difficult..."
Eleven players gathered in the house and spent a calm afternoon.
One afternoon, they wandered up and down in the three-story house, trying to find clues related to escape while familiarizing themselves with the environment.
The babysitter is missing.
But apart from Qiu Zai, no one cares about her whereabouts.
As for the two twins, they sat on the living room floor stacking logs.
Players guard them in teams of two.
In the evening before the sun sets, it is Gu Meng and Enjin's turn to look after the children.
I heard that a nursery rhyme caught Bo Ye's attention.
Gu Meng sat on the floor, pulled out a cuboid from the row of building blocks in front of him, and placed it on the floor in front of him.
"What does that nursery rhyme mean?" he asked.
At this moment, two adults and one child are sitting in a circle in the living room, and a neat row of building blocks is placed in front of everyone.
Beside Gu Meng, Xiao Zhi was kneeling on the ground with drool hanging from the corner of his mouth.
After Gu Meng pulled out the building block, his chubby little hand slid across the row of building blocks in front of him, and finally landed on a red building block.
Pull it out and throw it into the middle circle.
After doing this, the little curly turned his head to look at Enjin on the right, and patted the floor in front of him with his little hand.
Because he can't speak, he pronounces the sound of um, huh, as if urging him.
"Game song." Enjin randomly picked up a yellow building block, put it in the middle, and replied, "It's similar to throwing a handkerchief."
"Throwing the handkerchief?" Gu Meng raised her head and looked opposite, "The 3D surround music?"
Enjin: "...um."
At this time, Xiuyi threw a building block out.
He pushed Gu Meng, and said in a childish voice, "Xiuyi is done."
Gu Meng hurriedly threw another building block, and said to Enjin, "Is there any connection with this game?"
Enjin shook her head and said, "It's not sure yet. If the nursery rhyme is some kind of reminder, there may be a ghost among the players."
In the nursery rhyme game, the child standing in the middle is regarded as a "ghost" and blindfolded.
The others formed a circle, kept turning around the "ghost", and sang gago songs loudly.
When they stopped at the end, they would ask the middle child—
"Who's that guy standing behind you".
Gu Meng was taken aback for a moment, and said, "You mean the inner ghost?"
"A similar role." Enjin didn't deny it.
Gu Meng pondered for a moment, then asked another question: "Are we counted as ghosts now?"
"Not quite..."
Before Enjin could finish her sentence, the loli in the black dress walked through the living room with her chin raised high.
Gu Meng and En Jin turned their heads to look at her.
I saw a bandage wrapped around Loli's neck, hanging her limp right arm in front of her chest.
She was still holding the long-armed and long-legged clown puppet in her left hand. When she passed by, she was also looking at Gu Meng and En Jin.
Angela's eyes circled around the quadrangular building blocks on the floor, curled the corner of her mouth, and whispered two words: "Childish..."
In the end, Enjin gave Enjin a disdainful look, and walked away with her twin ponytails flicking.
"What's wrong with her hand?" Gu Meng turned her head, followed Angela's slender back with her eyes, and said strangely, "It's fine at noon."
It was Enjin's turn to produce building blocks, Xiaozhi slapped him on the leg, and smiled excitedly, showing his gums.
Enjin looked down at the place where she had been photographed, and then glanced at the child coolly.
The curly curly stopped laughing instantly, shrank his neck in fear, and crawled a few centimeters towards Gu Meng.
But Gu Meng, who just turned around, missed this scene.
"Maybe I accidentally fell somewhere." Enjin said lightly and perfunctorily.
After thinking about it, I reminded again, "Stay away from her in the future."
Although Gu Meng didn't understand, he didn't ask any more questions, he knew that there was nothing wrong with listening to Enjin.
"What did you want to say just now?" Gu Meng asked.
Enjin continued the topic just now, and said: "We can't be counted as ghosts. Ghosts can't touch real objects, and they won't feel pain from physical damage. Everything now is not the state of ghosts, but just lost their shadows."
He added: "We are more like spectators wandering in an in-between state, undetected by the living, but not among the ranks of ghosts."
Gu Meng nodded thoughtfully.
After a circle, it was Gu Meng's turn again.
Gu Meng picked up a building block in front of her and put it in the middle.
At this time, Xiuyi suddenly laughed happily, quickly grabbed the building block that Gu Meng had just thrown away, and stuffed it into the row in front of her.
Then, the child pushes the entire row of blocks forward.
Huh!
It happened that Bo Ye and Pan Peter passed by them and saw this scene.
"..."
"..."
Are you serious
The two of them saw Gu Meng drop the small cube in his hand in a serious manner, and pretended to be unconvinced and pounded the floor: "Xiuyi, why did you win again? Did you cheat?"
Xiuyi laughed "giggle".
Peter Pan asked Bo Ye: "...Brother Ye, are you sure you won't spoil the child?"
Bo Ye said: "...as long as they are happy."
According to the setting of the game, tonight happens to be Christmas Eve.
After the sky outside the window was completely dark, the little nanny finally appeared.
The sexy|sexy|hot|hot maid wore an apron, and the nanny Reina appeared in the dining room pushing a dining car.
All kinds of Western-style delicacies were put on the dining table, making everyone hungry.
On Christmas night, it was snowing outside again.
Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, although half of the pedestrians could not be seen, the row of houses on the opposite side was lit with warm yellow lights.
In addition, small Christmas carols and laughter can be vaguely heard floating from a distance.
It seems that the neighbors are staying at home to celebrate Christmas.
The atmosphere was not bad, and everyone didn't feel the restraint and tension of being in the game at all.
Especially at this time, the street scene outside was full of Christmas atmosphere, and the laughter made the environment very lively, which made them feel a rare warmth.
It seems that he has returned to the normal world and is experiencing an ordinary Christmas Eve.
For some unknown reason, players tend to get hungry without shadows.
It's not unbearable, but the empty stomach is a little dissatisfied.
When everyone was sitting around the dining table and eating, Reina led the twins upstairs, saying that she was going to give them a bath, and then put the two brothers to bed.
Gu Meng threw away the bone of the turkey leg, her hands and the corners of her mouth were greasy, and she muttered, "Finally free..."
At the dinner table, someone suggested: "Why don't you open a bottle of champagne or something to celebrate, it's Christmas anyway."
Everyone looked at each other, and there was no voice of opposition.
Gu Meng pushed away the chair and stood up, "I'll go to the kitchen to get it."
Gu Meng rummaged through the somewhat empty kitchen at night, and found the wine cabinet.
He took out a bottle of champagne and another bottle of red wine, ready to leave.
But when he passed the island platform in the middle, he stopped suddenly—
He heard a very slight electric "sting" sound.
flashed by.
Suspiciously, Gu Meng went to the island to look for it.
As the distance drew closer, the indistinct laughter sounded subtly from outside the house.
Finally, he found a small vintage tape recorder behind a stack of plates.
palm size.
Gu Meng picked up the tape recorder to check, and heard the noise of Wanjia's lights ringing right in front of her eyes.
Most of it is clear in my heart.
Gu Meng took a deep breath and pressed the pause button.
Suddenly, the whole world fell silent.
Looking at the snow-covered street outside the window, it is another completely different feeling.
Under the dark night sky, because there is no sound, the nearby bungalows with warm yellow lights look more and more like paper houses.
The scene is inconsistent and weird.
Like cardboard props in a theater...
deceitful.
Only now did Gu Meng realize that there is no one else in this world except the eleven players in their house.
Thinking of this, a gloomy chill ran down his back.
Gu Meng released the pause button, and the vague and distant laughter, the sound of car horns and even the sound of dogs barking came out of the recorder again.
It sounds very lively.
He picked up two bottles of wine and left the kitchen in a hurry.
After a full meal, everyone went up to the second floor, ready to take a bath and rest.
Kill Matt boy and girl are brothers and sisters.
As newcomers, they are still wary of other people, and they are unwilling to share a room with others.
Zhou Chengshuo looked at the rest of the people in the corridor, raised one hand and pressed it down, and jumped out to preside over the overall situation, saying: "Everyone listens to me, and one person has the final say. There is no need to discuss this matter, just listen to me."
He pointed to the remaining three girls and said, "You little girls live in one room and take care of each other."
Then he said to the men: "We are all old men, and we are not afraid of those who have something or nothing, just two people can live in one room."
"Little Pan, you and Qiu Zai share a room." Zhou Chengshuo finished ordering a pair, ignored Pan Peter's hesitant expression, turned to Bo Ye and said, "Enjin and Bo Ye share a room."
The rest, of course, is that he and Gu Meng share a room.
Gu Meng's expression was a little confused.
Peter Pan was also full of question marks, and whispered next to Bo Ye: "Brother, why do I think this distribution method..."
Bo Ye leaned against the wall, nodded lightly: "Someone is going to be unlucky."
Seeing that no one objected for a while, Zhou Chengshuo thought the matter was settled.
He waved his hand and said, "Let's go, everyone, go to bed early."
As soon as the words fell, two screws inexplicably fell from the top of the head.
"What?" Zhou Chengshuo lowered his head to check his feet.
At this moment, Enjin blinked indifferently.
The thick lampshade above Zhou Chengshuo's head fell off.
"Bang!"
"Gulongdong—"
After a few seconds of silence in the corridor, Qiu Zai's frightened voice sounded: "Brother Zhou! What's wrong with you? Brother Zhou!"
"I listen to you?" Enjin gave a "tsk" and read something softly.
He pushed open the door next to him, pulled Gu Meng inside, and said, "Don't look, you just passed out."
Bo Ye smiled lightly, shook his head, turned around and pushed away from the room he had chosen.
Peter Pan desperately wanted to follow him in.
Bo Ye blocked the door and took a look at him, then turned his head towards Gu Meng and En Jin's room opposite.
Peter Pan understood, made an "OK" gesture, and went to the opposite side sensiblely.
Little Freckle greeted Loli and said, "Let's live in this room."
Loli flicked her ponytail and said proudly, "Sorry, I'm used to sleeping alone."
After speaking, he chose a room and closed the door.
Little Freckles and Gang Yamei looked at each other and shrugged.
It's okay to meet such an arrogant little girl.
The pointer passed twelve o'clock, and midnight was approaching.
In the quiet bungalow beside the darkness, I suddenly thought of a shrill phone ringing.
Pan Peter sat up straight from the sofa, and was so frightened that his heart went into cardiac arrest.
He just woke up from a dream, his mind was muddled, and he said to the air indistinctly: "Who? What's wrong? What happened? Don't mess with me."
The big bed in the middle of the room creaked and shook twice. In the darkness, one person stood up and turned on the bedside lamp.
The phone rang continuously, piercingly, like a death call.
Peter Pan saw that Gu Meng had also woken up. He rubbed his sore eyes and muttered unhappily: "Brother... the phone is close to you, please answer it... Who is it? It's so annoying, it's in the middle of the night."
Gu Meng scratched her hair irritably, turned over and stretched out her hands, and picked up the phone receiver from the cabinet.
The moment the microphone was lifted, Pan Peter's startled cry sounded from behind: "Brother! Don't answer it!"
Gu Meng looked back at him and frowned: "What's going on?"
Let him pick it up in a while.
Tell him not to pick up again for a while.
The little boy was sitting on the sofa, his eyes were wide open at this moment, and he seemed to be completely awake.
He swallowed in horror, and said, "I just suddenly remembered... the midnight bell..."
"..." Gu Meng glanced at the phone still in her hand, and suddenly felt the urge to throw it away.
If this dungeon used the midnight bell routine, then if you answered the phone, even if you didn't die, you would still be in trouble.
maybe…
Gu Meng's imagination ran wild.
There will be a strange voice on the phone telling him that at this point in seven days, it will be the moment of his death.
"No..." Gu Meng beat a drum in her heart, forcing herself to comfort herself, "I didn't watch any strange video tapes..."
The answer has been picked up, it must be to listen to the meaning of the other side of the phone.
Maybe you will get clues to this game.
Gu Meng took a picture of En Jin, who was sleeping beside her, to embolden her courage.
Enjin squinted sleepily, glanced at the phone, and said hoarsely, "Pick it up, it's okay."
Then, he moved behind Gu Meng, wrapped his arms around his shoulders, buried his face in his neck and continued to sleep, and whispered, "I'm here."
Gu Meng's beating heart returned to calm, and all panic disappeared miraculously.
Pan Peter tiptoed down from the sofa, knelt at the end of the bed, stared at the phone, waiting for Gu Meng to answer.
Gu Meng put the microphone close to her ear, and said hesitantly, "Hello?"
There was only heavy breathing on the other end of the phone.
The man seemed to be breathing with his mouth, and the sound was extremely loud when he inhaled and exhaled. After passing through the microphone, it seemed to be attached to his ear.
My ears were wet from the heavy breath.
There was no answer on the phone, Gu Meng took the microphone a little farther away, feeling a little apprehensive.
He unconsciously touched Enjin's arm lying in front of his collarbone.
"Hello?" Gu Meng asked again.
"Hello… "
Finally got a response.
It's just that the voice is muffled, the gender is difficult to distinguish, and the interference of the electric sound is full of weird colors at midnight.
"Who are you?" Gu Meng continued.
In the microphone, accompanied by electric noise, breathing sounds a few times, and then he raised his breath suddenly and said, "Hello? Is... is it Gu Meng... Can't sleep... Come..."
The voice of the baby is so childish that I can't speak clearly.
Gu Meng: "..."
Seeing Gu Meng hang up the phone silently, Peter Pan stretched his neck and said nervously, "Brother! What is it?"
Gu Meng gently pulled Enjin's arm away, got up and got off the ground, and sat on the edge of the bed.
"It's not the midnight bell." Gu Meng put one hand on his forehead weakly, looking a little tired, "It's the midnight bear."
Peter Pan: "... huh?"
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