Wang Lita's little friend is very good at acting like a baby at Wang Tujin. If you don't agree to her, you will be endless. But in front of Cui Ya, who plays the black face all the time, he can only be obediently obedient.
It was found that they were all ghosts and ghosts, unable to harm people, and everyone's mood was much lighter.
Even the most courageous Wang Yiyan's face became much better.
I was at the forefront, walking a few meters with the big guy, and suddenly my heart beat, a bright light flashed in my mind, and I stopped abruptly.
Peng!
Immediately behind me was the young Wang Tan. This kid was half his head shorter than me. He bumped his head against the leather bag behind me. It might have hit the white skull tool inside, rubbing his forehead and shouting pain.
The team stopped.
"Xiaodu, why don't you leave?" Cui Ya's surprised question came from behind.
I turned around, but looked at the place where the ghost's phantom had just appeared, and my eyes were suspicious.
Everyone subconsciously slammed the flashlight in that direction.
"Have you ever noticed that the ghosts that you saw just now give people a particularly uncomfortable and uncoordinated feeling between every move?"
I solemnly raised the question.
"Huh? Listening to you, it is true that those ghosts look weird, but what is weird? How can I have a sense of disharmony?"
Wang Tujin groaned for a few seconds before answering.
"Yeah, we also have this feeling, but I can't say what's weird. It just feels that every movement between their walks is very weird, but if you ask the bottom of it, you really can't tell why it is. Wicked."
Wang Yishu was holding the hand of his sister Wang Yiyan, with thoughts in her big eyes.
Peony and Detective Wang also expressed their opinions, and they felt the same way as the big guy. They did feel that the ghostly phantom images were weird.
"Is it because of their clothes? Some are wearing old robes, some are wearing modern suits. Although they are tattered, they are indeed suits. Several female ghosts are still wearing old-fashioned cheongsam! Is it because the clothing covers it? The characteristics of each era, if you put them in one place, you will feel weird and out of harmony?"
Cui Ya moved her brain and responded.
We all blinked a few times, and realized that Cui Ya’s words made sense. The clothes worn by those ghosts are indeed
It's unusual, it's not of the same era at all, but it's by no means the main reason.
"Forget it, let's not think too much about it. It's important to do business. Find more people who are in trouble to increase the chances of survival. As for this weirdness? Everyone has it in my heart, maybe when I want to understand."
I shook my head, and could only put the matter aside temporarily.
Obviously I felt weird and different, but I couldn't find any reason, and I was speechless.
Everyone had no objection to this statement, and if they stopped thinking about it, the team started to act again.
A large number of guest rooms appeared on both sides of the corridor. We pushed the doors one by one and the flashlight was on. If someone was hiding, we should be able to find out.
Of the twenty-nine people, there are only six of the Wang family at the moment. Peony and I must find out the remaining people as soon as possible.
After removing the three murderers, the actual number is 26.
Thirty-nine and twenty-seven, that is to say, if you want to exceed one-third of the amount, Peony and I have to protect at least nine strangers to live until four o'clock in the morning.
It has to be said that there are no murderers hiding among the nine people, otherwise, the number is not enough.
We walked to the back kitchen.
Surprised!
In the gloomy back kitchen, there is a big pot that is boiling.
There was a fire on the stove, the pot on it was burning, and the lid of the pot was agitated by the water vapor.
I stepped forward, extinguished the stove, and opened the lid of the pot.
The royal family behind them all flashed flashlights.
"Ahhh...!"
The uncontrollable screams of the five members of the Wang family shattered the silence here.
In a large pot with a diameter of nearly eighty centimeters, the'things' being cooked are tumbling up and down with the hot water.
It was a boiled arm with separated flesh.
Woman's arm!
"Wow!"
There was a mess of movement behind him, and when he saw what was being cooked in the cauldron, the Wang family was almost scared to death. They backed away and hit the table behind him.
Most of the pots, pans, pans and other kitchen supplies placed on the floor fell to the ground. Fortunately, the ironware, the porcelain objects were all broken, and the movement was particularly harsh, covering up their exclamation.
"To shut up."
I turned my head and shouted, and the scared Wang family trembled all over. They covered their mouths tightly and did not dare to shout.
The utensils on the ground rang for a while, and gradually returned to calm.
I stared at Wang Tujin
They gave a few glances, and Sen Han said: "What are you shouting? Be prepared to see ghosts, monsters, and the dead. Where does this go? It's just appetizers."
I can only scold it with a cold face, otherwise, they will always scream behind me, I haven't been killed by ghosts, and I'm about to be coaxed to death by the cowards of the Wang family.
"Gluck." The Wang family trembled, they were speechless, their eyes fell into the pot, and they looked at the fleshy arms, with horror and intolerance in their eyes.
The reason why it is recognized as a woman’s arm is because the palm is not severely separated from the flesh and bones. After the flashlight is passed, it can be clearly seen that the manicure has been done, the nail cover has been carefully cleaned, painted with Dancome, painted with flower patterns, and fingers. Slender and not rough at all, at first glance, it is 90% likely to be a woman's hand.
There is still a possibility that it is the hand of a man with'extraordinary talent', but the possibility is too small, and we still tend to the conclusion of a woman's hand.
"Go open the steamer and the oven, and see if there are any other limbs? Be mentally prepared and don't be scared." I slowly closed the lid of the pot, without looking back, I just gave an order.
"Xiaodu, do you want us to open those things?"
Cui Ya asked in a trembling tone.
"Of course you did it. Do I have to rush ahead? Besides, you all need to practice your nerves. The Infinite Flow Survival Quest has been sent to your hands, and you have to live until four o'clock in the morning. No How do you have courage? Knowing to scream when you encounter problems, what's the use besides attracting more ghosts and monsters? Uncle Wang, take the lead and make them more courageous."
I turned my head and pointed to sisters Wang Tan and Wang Yishu.
"Xiaodu's words are reasonable, everyone is acting. What are you afraid of? It's just a dead man, he can't eat people, and he's not a ghost. Don't yell anymore. What you lose is the face of the Wang family."
Wang Tujin, whose face turned white and black after what I said, felt hurt, and turned around and yelled at the juniors of the Wang family.
Wang Tan and Wang's sisters can only suffer.
Their faces changed, turning blue and red. After all, they were urged by Wang Tujin to move, and they approached the steamer and oven.
Including Wang Tujin and Cui Ya, all of them looked ugly as concubine, with big beads of sweat on their foreheads, as if they were approaching the god of death step by step in horror.
(End of this chapter)