1,
A layer of cold sweat broke out on Wen Qing's back instantly, Li Siwen's sudden disappearance was indeed premeditated...
He couldn't stop thinking, how much did Zhou Zhou know
How is Sikong now
...
"Dong dong." There was another knock on the door.
"Aren't we going to leave here together?" Zhou Zhou said with a smile in his tone, as if coaxing a child, "Be gentle, open the door."
Wen Qing stepped back, clutching her palms tightly, trying to say in a normal tone: "I'm going to sleep."
"Good night."
Hearing this, Zhou Zhou laughed out loud, and said in a low voice, "Qingyou really can't lie."
His voice was trembling with obvious fright.
Wen Qing stared at the door, holding her breath.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
Suddenly, the door lock turned.
Immediately afterwards, Zhou Zhou's regretful voice sounded outside the door: "I can't get in."
Wen Qing was so frightened that her feet went limp, she was very glad that she locked the door just now.
"Does Qingqing really not open the door?" Zhou Zhou knocked on the door lightly, paused rhythmically, and then said, "I brought you milk tea."
Wen Qing squatted beside the bed, her hands tightly wrapped around her knees, not daring to move, for fear of making a sound.
Without waiting for a response, Zhou Zhou sighed.
Soon, there were footsteps leaving outside the door.
Wen Qing opened her eyes wide and watched the shadow under the door disappear before she let out a long sigh of relief and sat down on the ground, her beating heart couldn't calm down for a while.
Before he could slow down, footsteps sounded outside the door again.
"Boom boom boom."
Wen Qing's eyes were wet with fright, and the outline of the door was blurred by tears.
His eyelashes trembled, and he didn't even dare to blink, staring at the door tightly.
"Open the door."
The voice was deep and low, it was Sikong's voice.
Wen sniffed lightly, and slowly got up from the ground, because his feet were still soft, and his movements were very slow.
The person outside the door seemed a little impatient, and said two more words: "It's me."
Wen Qing blinked away the tears in her eyes, and said in a crying voice, "right away."
"I, I can't move."
Suddenly, there was a chuckle outside the door.
Wen Qing's movements paused, he had never heard Sikong laugh before.
Is it so funny that he can't walk
The moment she walked to the door and held the doorknob, Wen Qing couldn't help asking: "Are you really Sikong?"
"Otherwise?" said the person outside the door.
Wen Wei frowned slightly, it was indeed Sikong's voice.
Zhou Zhou didn't have this kind of voice.
He let out a breath, thinking to himself, he was really frightened by Zhou Zhou, he doubted even Sikong's voice.
Wen lightly pressed the doorknob: "Why-"
He slowly opened the door, and after seeing the people outside the door, his voice stopped abruptly.
Zhou Zhou stood in front of him with a smile, and said slowly, "It's me, gently."
His voice was still Sikong's.
Wen Qing froze, and hurriedly wanted to close the door.
Zhou Zhou raised his hand against the door in an instant, half of his body got in, he tilted his head, and stared deeply at Wen Qing's face.
Wen Qing was not very strong in the first place, and now his hands and feet were so frightened that he was no match for Zhou Zhou. The door opened in the blink of an eye, and he fell to the ground.
Zhou Zhou walked into the bedroom, gently locked the door, and turned around slowly.
He lowered his head, his gaze scanned Wen Qing's body inch by inch.
Wen Qing rested her hands on the ground, her small face was pale, only her eye sockets were red, and her eyelashes were soaked with tears, which were wet in wisps and drooping sleepily. She looked very pitiful, but also very attractive.
Zhou Zhou took a step forward, and Wen Qing's body trembled slightly.
Zhou Zhou laughed softly, stopped beside Wen Qing, squatted down, looked at his slightly trembling lips, and said with a smile, "What's wrong with Wen Qing?"
"Neng, I'm here to bring you milk tea."
After finishing speaking, Zhou Zhou put his left hand holding the milk tea under Wen Qing's eyelids, and put the straw to his mouth.
Wen Qing pursed her lips, and tilted her head in panic.
He bent his feet and shrank back, and soon, his back reached the foot of the bed.
"Qingqing doesn't like to drink it," Zhou Zhou sighed softly, retracted his hand, took a sip of the milk tea, and then threw the milk tea on the ground, "It's not very tasty."
Zhou Zhou asked casually: "Which store's milk tea do you like lightly?"
"Cha Baidao? Hey Tea? Or Lele Tea?"
Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, and she glanced at the milk tea that was thrown on the ground, but she didn't listen to what Zhou Zhou was saying.
The cup of milk tea on the ground is not brewed milk tea in a cup, but freshly made milk tea sold in a chain store.
But... There is no milk tea making machine in the villa, let alone cups of this brand.
Seeing Wen Qing staring at the milk tea on the ground, Zhou Zhou laughed: "Didn't you realize it yet?"
"So stupid..."
"This villa... is a house where all wishes come true."
Wen Qing raised her head abruptly, and said in a trembling voice, "What, what?"
"Otherwise, how do you think I tricked Sikong away?"
Zhou Zhou frowned and leaned in front of him: "Kiss, I'll tell you everything, okay?"
Wen Qing leaned back, trying to put a distance between the two of them.
Zhou Zhou laughed, pinched Wen Qing's cheek, lowered his head slowly, pressed against the tip of his nose, and rubbed gently and ambiguously.
Breathing entangledly, Zhou Zhou closed his eyes in enjoyment, and said in a hoarse voice, "It smells so soft."
Wen Qing was so frightened that tears could not stop flowing down: "I, I didn't take a shower..."
Zhou Zhou curled up his lips and kissed his face suddenly.
Wen Qing didn't dare to move, closed his eyes, tried to comfort himself, kissed every cheek, and he didn't wash his face.
Zhou Zhou pecked his face twice, and slowly raised his hand to stroke Wen Qing's soft hair: "The disappearance of the blood at the door, the door damaged by the three-headed dog, the restoration of the floor, etc., are not because the villa is repairing itself. "
"It's what we want."
"Didn't you find anything strange? Why did you find your medical kit in the kitchen? Because you wanted it, and you looked for it in the kitchen... so it appeared in the kitchen."
Wen Qing's body trembled, but her thoughts suddenly became clear.
So the underwear at the beginning, the biscuit milk that appeared in the bathroom, and Zhou Zhou's voice just now...
Then can he... teleport directly to Sikong's side
Zhou Zhou could tell what he was thinking at a glance, and his tone was soft, as if whispering between lovers: "Of course, there are limits."
"I've tried it lightly. Things like teleportation, weapons, etc. won't work. This villa is on the side of human players, and it will only meet some innocuous needs."
"For example... change your voice." Zhou Zhou's voice, heard by Wen Qing, suddenly changed to Yu Xing's.
Zhou Zhou asked with a smile, "Isn't it interesting?"
"Whose voice do you like more gently?"
Wen Qing dare not speak.
"You must like my voice the most, right?" Zhou Zhou smiled and resumed his original voice. "For example, Yu Xing and Sikong cannot enter this room before voting tomorrow night, so we-"
Guessing what Zhou Zhou wanted to say, Wen Qing covered his mouth.
Zhou Zhou rolled his eyes, grabbed his wrist, slowly bit his palm, and then licked the bitten place ambiguously: "Gently, your thoughts come true, it's about thinking, not about talking."
Wen Qing opened his eyes wide, immediately withdrew his hand, and wiped vigorously on the corner of his clothes. While wiping, he thought, what Zhou Zhou thought just now is invalid.
His expression was too obvious, Zhou Zhou let out a low laugh, and let go of his wrist: "Why don't you try to open the door gently?"
Wen Qing got up tremblingly, and took a step towards the door. Seeing that Zhou Zhou really didn't stop her, she quickly ran to the door and pressed the doorknob.
Locked, can't open, can't get out.
Wen Qing pursed her lips, thinking that she and Zhou Zhou would spend more than ten hours alone, tears flowed even more fiercely.
After a while, he heard Zhou Zhou approaching.
A pair of big hands wrapped around his waist, Zhou Zhou leaned his face against his neck, and took a deep breath: "Gently, when Yu Xing is cast tomorrow and only Sikong is left, we can leave here together gone."
Wen Qing wept, feeling that he would not survive tomorrow.
Suddenly, Zhou Zhou turned his head and kissed his chin. Not long after, Wen Qing felt the sticky and slippery tongue of the other party, slowly brushed his cheek, took a bite, swept his eye sockets, and swirled gently Son.
"It's so sweet..." Zhou Zhou sighed in a low voice.
Wen Qing's lips trembled even more, he thought tearfully, you, you are so perverted...
The corner of the clothes was lifted, and the soft flesh around the waist was gently pinched.
Wen Qing trembled involuntarily, just when Zhou Zhou wanted to go further, the sound of the system suddenly sounded in the villa.
[Look, look, look for friends,
find a good friend,
Smiling and nodding,
You are my good friend.]
After singing the nursery rhyme twice, the system said coldly: [The father of the three-headed dog has appeared.]
[The three-headed dog father is very angry.]
[Please pay attention to player Wen Qing, please pay attention to player Wen Qing.]
2,
Wen Qing burst into tears, Zhou Zhou hadn't left yet, another Hades came.
Is today destined to be his death day
Just as he was thinking, the heavy breathing and growling of the three-headed dog suddenly came from the corridor outside the door.
Wen Qing whimpered, and the next second, Zhou Zhou covered his mouth and hissed softly, motioning him to keep quiet.
"Bang, bang, bang—"
The footsteps sounded from far to near, getting heavier and heavier, mixed with the crackling and splashing of the ground.
Not long after, it stopped outside the door.
"Zi la—" claws scratched the door, making a creepy sound.
Zhou Zhou's expression changed, and he immediately pulled Wen Qing back, protecting him behind him.
"Roar!"
With a low growl, the door was smashed into pieces with great force.
The huge body of the three-headed dog broke through the narrow door frame in an instant, and squeezed in impatiently. Three pairs of blood-red eyes stared straight at Wen Qing, drooling all over the place.
Wen Qing's eyes were clouded with tears, and her mind went blank.
The father of the three-headed dog came to look for him, and he couldn't hide at all.
But... this three-headed dog father looks exactly like the three-headed dog.
Soon, Wen Qing realized her mistake.
"Sit down." A familiar voice sounded from outside the door.
The three-headed dog growled twice, with its hind legs bent and its front paws upright, it sat down obediently, but its eyes were still fixed on Wen Qing.
Wen Qing didn't look at it, but looked up at the person behind the three-headed dog.
Ji Yu stood on the broken wooden door, smiling and looking at them gently.
He was wearing the same suit that he left a few hours ago, unchanged, as if he had never left the villa.
Wen Qing's heart skipped a beat, remembering the previous conversation between Ji Yu and Yu Xing.
[Perhaps that parent is very sensible and won't do anything, so the system didn't say anything later.]
[It is also possible that the so-called parent is busy doing some ulterior things.]
Ji Yu is the father of the three-headed dog.
The so-called rationality is because he hadn't played enough at the time and was not ready to do it...
Zhou Zhou also realized this, and his face darkened instantly.
Seeing this, Ji Yu smiled and said softly, "I also want to thank you for casting me out."
"Otherwise, Wen Qing will suffer tonight."
Wen Qing burst into tears, thinking to herself, what is otherwise...
Wouldn't it be a disaster if it fell into your hands...
"Wen Qing, come here." Ji Yu said.
Hearing his name, Wen Qing's body trembled slightly.
Zhou Zhou grabbed his wrist and said coldly, "Don't go over."
"He's not a nice guy."
Ji Yu asked back: "Are you?"
The three-headed dog raised its head and howled loudly, as if echoing Ji Yu.
Zhou Zhou sneered: "I'm a human being after all."
"Really," Ji Yu glanced at Wen Qing's pale face, and said calmly, "I don't think Wen Qing thinks so."
With a gloomy expression on his face, Zhou Zhou took a step forward.
The three-headed dog roared, and the three heads bared their teeth at the same time, revealing sharp and penetrating canine teeth.
Zhou Zhou's expression didn't change at all, he looked at Ji Yu coldly.
Ji Yu raised his eyelids and said flatly, "I can't touch you."
"But Wen Qing is different."
After speaking, he casually raised his hand.
Suddenly, Wen Qing's body flew into the air, and was pulled in front of Ji Yu by an invisible force.
Zhou Zhou walked forward quickly, the three-headed dog crouched on the ground, and directly blocked his way with its huge body.
"Do you want to stay here until tomorrow night, or should I take you out of this bedroom?" Ji Yu lowered his eyes and looked into Wen Qing's eyes, with a warm smile still on his face.
Wen Qing just felt scared, he pursed his lips tightly, not daring to speak.
Ji Yu said casually: "You can't leave here alone."
Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, and she raised her foot tremblingly. Before her toes touched the door, she felt a force preventing him from leaving the bedroom.
The inability to leave the bedroom has nothing to do with the presence of the door.
He gritted his teeth, Zhou Zhou would definitely do something if he didn't leave here.
Leaving here, Ji Yu might do something to him, but the system gave a reminder...
Thinking of this, Wen Qing stopped, stopped, and looked at Ji Yu with tears in her eyes.
"Good boy." Ji Yu slowly raised his hand, motioning for him to hold it.
Wen Qing didn't dare to hold hands, but carefully grabbed his sleeve.
Ji Yu gave a low laugh, and walked outside the door.
Wen Qing tried to move forward, but the force that blocked him just now disappeared.
He hurriedly left the bedroom, let go of his hand the moment he went out, and turned to run.
However, his movements were far less fast than Ji Yu's. As soon as he opened his legs, his wrist was tightly held by the other party.
Ji Yu tilted his head, and said to Zhou Zhou calmly like the previous few times: "I will take Wen Qing away first."
As soon as his voice fell, the broken door returned to its original state, separating the two parties.
Wen Qing struggled hard, but failed to break away from Ji Yu's hand.
Ji Yu's brows and eyes were gentle, his eyes swept over the tears on Wen Qing's face, and he said softly: "Wen Qing, you have worked hard."
Wen Qing's tears rolled down her cheeks, unable to utter a single word.
"Bang—" The door behind was suddenly hit hard and made a sound.
Wen Qing's body began to tremble involuntarily.
Ji Yu raised his hand and gently patted his head.
His hands were as warm as a normal human being, but Wen Qing felt a burst of coolness, infiltrated by the inspiration from the heavens, which made his hands and feet icy cold, making it difficult to control his body.
Wen Qing gritted her teeth, the lyrics when the three-headed dog first appeared was a way to send the three-headed dog away.
Then this nursery rhyme... Maybe it's also a way to send Ji Yu away
Smiling and nodding.
Wen Qing tried her best to pull up the corners of her mouth, and squeezed out a crying-smiling expression.
Just as he was about to nod, a big hand pinched his chin.
The corners of Ji Yu's lips were slightly curved, and his tone was a little doting: "Wen Qing has become smarter..."
"Unfortunately, it's a bit slow."
Wen Qing was forced to raise her head, all the strength in her body was drained in the blink of an eye, she didn't even have the strength to stand up, and she fell down weakly.
Ji Yu put his arms around his waist and pressed him against the door.
Wen Qing pressed against the door, which was also cold, and the coldness penetrated into his body along the corner of his clothes, making him even more unable to move.
"Bang—" The door was slammed down again.
Ji Yu glanced at the wooden door, and the next second, the wooden door turned into a transparent glass door.
Wen Qing felt the change in the door, but he didn't even have the strength to hook his fingers, let alone look back.
Ji Yu's hand pinching his chin moved slightly, and his fingertips stroked his lips slowly and forcefully.
Ji Yu said slowly in a low voice, "Zhou Zhou looks very angry..."
"Did you figure it out?"
With a smile on his face, he deliberately asked, "Why are you trapped inside?"
Ji Yu sighed softly: "Teacher likes to see the appearance of human beings reaping the consequences..."
In the next second, the door was hit hard again.
Wen Qing cried until his eyes started to hurt.
Wuwu, if I like Zhou Zhou so much, why don't I go find him...
The thought flashed by, and Wen Qing felt Ji Yu's hand slightly bent, scratching his chin like teasing a kitten.
"Can Wen Qing tell the teacher, what did you do just now?"
Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, her throat tightened inexplicably, and she couldn't speak a word.
Ji Yu frowned slightly: "You are a bad boy if you don't tell the truth."
Wen Qing reluctantly opened her mouth, but before she could utter a word, the warm fingertips of the other party took the opportunity to poke in and tease the tip of her tongue.
"Well… "
Wen Qing was even more speechless, his chin was forced to be raised higher, and immediately after, Ji Yu's lips covered it.
Ji Yu's tongue is not like a normal human's tongue, it is slender and long, full of dexterity, it hooks to his throat the moment it enters the mouth.
Soon, the tip of the tongue forked like a snake letter, clamping his tongue.
Wen Qing felt pain, itching and nausea, he opened his eyes wide, looked at Ji Yu in disbelief, and sobbed softly.
After a long while, the unhealed wound on his lower lip was suddenly bitten hard, and blood immediately overflowed, and the blood and water were intertwined, filling his mouth and nose.
Ji Yu lowered his eyes, a trace of satisfaction flashed across his eyes, and his breath gradually became heavier.
After kissing for too long, Wen Qing's eyes gradually darkened, his brain became dizzy, his body trembled uncontrollably, and death-like coldness surged up.
Seeing this, Ji Yu gave a low laugh and ended the kiss.
He lowered his head to lick the blood off Wen Qing's lips, and asked hoarsely, "Did you do this just now?"
Wen Qing shook her head subconsciously, then lowered her eyes, her slender eyelashes trembling slightly.
Ji Yu laughed, and slowly moved his palms around his waist: "Did you do this?"
Wen Qing nodded slowly, pursing the corners of his mouth.
Ji Yu's expression was slightly startled, and the smile on his face disappeared.
Feeling the disappearance of the strength in his waist, Wen breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly fell to the ground.
He closed his eyes, and his voice was a little crying: "Get out, get out..."
After the words fell, Ji Yu's body gradually became transparent.
He half-closed his eyes, stared at Wen Qing, and said with a half-smile: "We will meet again."
3.
With Ji Yu's departure, the biting coldness around him gradually disappeared.
After an unknown amount of time, Wen Qing finally regained some strength, flexed his fingers, and slowly got up from the ground.
"boom-"
The door behind him was hit hard again, and the door frame shook slightly.
Wen Qing turned her head to look, only to realize that the wooden door had turned into a glass door.
Zhou Zhou, who was standing behind the glass door, should have seen clearly everything that happened just now.
The corners of his mouth were raised slightly, as if he was smiling, but his eyes were filled with gloom, and he asked in a low voice, "Are you all right?"
Wen lightly blinked, but didn't speak.
Zhou Zhou said with a smile: "Greatly, you got rid of that bad guy Ji Yu."
After finishing speaking, he stretched out his bloody right hand, and there was a five to six centimeter claw mark on his arm, which was very deep, and the flesh was turned outward, which was shocking.
Wen Qing was afraid of seeing such a bloody wound, so she took a step back.
Zhou Zhou smiled, put his index finger on the glass door, and slowly drew a heart with the blood flowing from his fingertips.
While he was painting, the blood on the love heart was flowing down the glass door vertically and slowly, sparsely and especially oozing.
"See you tonight." Zhou Zhou frowned, smiled and waved to him.
With a chill running down Wen Qing's back, he stumbled forward and almost fell when he went downstairs.
Running to the second floor, he leaned on the wall out of breath and walked slowly towards the study.
The door of the study was not closed, and before reaching the door, Wen Qing saw Yu Xing inside from a distance.
At the same time, Yu Xing caught a glimpse of him.
Yu Xing waved at him, and said with a smile: "Come lightly, there are important clues."
Wen Qing took two steps forward, and then heard Sikong say: "Don't come in."
He paused and stopped outside the study door.
There was a panoramic view of the study room, Yu Xing was standing by the door, Sikong was sitting on a chair, and Li Siwen was squatting in the corner of the bookshelf.
Wen Qing looked sideways at Sikong, opened her mouth, and was about to ask Li Siwen what was going on.
Before he could say the first word, Yu Xing strode directly to the corner, carried Li Siwen to the door, threw him on the ground, and complained: "Young, it's all her fault, she tricked us into entering the house." Study room, we can't go out now."
Hearing this, Wen Qing immediately understood that the study room has now become the same as that bedroom.
People inside can't get out.
In other words... now only I can move freely in the villa.
Wen Qing let out a long breath of relief, leaning his back against the wall, thinking to himself, finally something good happened.
The mouth was not gnawed in vain.
Thinking, Wen lightly pursed his lips, and the wound felt like a tearing pain.
Ji Yu bit deeply, and now his lips are still bleeding faintly, and there is a bloody smell between his lips and teeth.
Wen Qing frowned, Yu Xing and Sikong also saw his wound, and their expressions changed slightly.
Sikong half closed his eyes, looked up and down Wen Qing's body, seeing that there were no other injuries, his frowning brows gradually relaxed.
Yu Xing's gaze moved around Wen Qing's lips, then he narrowed his eyes, and said with a blunt smile, "You are slightly hurt."
"It's all because of you." He sat on the chair, crossed his legs, and tapped Li Siwen's back with his toes. "If it wasn't for you, I would have saved the beauty just now."
"Then Qingqing wanted to make a promise to me, but now..."
After finishing speaking, Yu Xing raised the corner of his mouth and tilted his head to glance at Wen Qing: "Qing Qing, why don't we vote for her next time?"
Hearing the vote, Li Siwen's body trembled slightly. She raised her head, revealing her face covered by her long hair. The right side of her face was still swollen: "You, you only have two votes, how can you vote for me?"
"Tomorrow, I, Zhou Zhou, and Sikong have three votes in total." After she finished speaking, she pulled the corner of her mouth with difficulty.
Yu Xing glanced at Sikong, swayed his chair, and said lazily, "You think you can live to vote?"
Li Siwen's face changed slightly, and then he said, "Zhou Zhou said, you can't hurt human cards."
Yu Xing sneered: "Do you believe what Zhou Zhou said?"
Li Siwen clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said, "He didn't lie to me, Ji Yu already left alive."
Yu Xing asked with a smile: "So you just listen to Zhou Zhou's words and come to lie to us?"
"You want to kill us, Wei Wei, do you think Zhou Zhou will let you go?"
Li Siwen's eyes blurred, yes... Zhou Zhou likes Wen Qing...
"But, I've already apologized..."
Yu Xing slowed down his speech and asked slowly: "If he wasn't going to deal with you, why did he ask you to lie to us? Why didn't he do it himself?"
His voice is deep and seems to have a strange rhythm, which induces people to fall into the situation in his words: "I think he wants to borrow a knife to kill someone, borrow my knife, and kill you."
Li Siwen's eyes gradually lost focus, and the emotions on his face became more and more obvious. Fear, fear, anger and other emotions were intertwined on his blue and purple face, which looked particularly strange.
"You, you are lying to me..."
"You know I don't." Yu Xing said.
Li Siwen's expression was distorted, and he muttered to himself: "It's all because of Zhou Zhou... it's all because of him... and Wen Qing..."
Suddenly, she burst into sharp laughter: "Hahaha and Wen Qing, you all want me to die."
Seeing this, Yu Xing shrugged, looked innocently at Wen Qing, and complained, "Look at this lunatic."
Wen Qing stared blankly at this scene, the perspective of a bystander made him finally realize why he had a sudden emotional outburst a few days ago.
The words of Ji Yu and Yu Xing, or their own existence, will lead to everyone's negative emotions.
Chen Yiyi, Gong Yunyun, Zhou Zhou... now Li Siwen...
They are not because of the change of the villa, but because of Ji Yu or Yu Xing.
The difficulty of this game should not lie in finding a guide, but in living in the same room with Ji Yu and Yu Xing, and still being able to maintain self-consciousness and not collapse.
It took a long time before Wen Qing came back to his senses.
He pursed his lips, licked away the blood on his lips, and turned to leave.
Wen Qing went straight into Zhou Zhou's room, searched all corners, and found the all-white book under the pillow.
He sat on the bed, turned a page, and was stunned.
The front page is blank.
The second page is also blank.
The third page, the fourth page...
It wasn't until Wen Qing flipped to the middle that the words finally appeared.
It was the two pages that Sikong had spread out earlier.
[God favors young humans most, they are clean and pure, full of beautiful thoughts about everything in the world.]
[However, good things are always fleeting. As time goes by, evil thoughts and desires that endanger personal spirituality will gradually infect young humans. In order of severity, they are arrogance, jealousy, rage, laziness, greed, gluttony, lust and depression...]
[Human beings are just one of thousands of creatures, but being loved by gods is not a good thing, because human beings are easily corrupted by evil thoughts, some gods are keen to appreciate the fall of human beings, and some gods stand on the side of human beings .]
[And some gods want to play a simple game with humans.]
Wen Qing turned to the back again, and there was not a single word in the second half of the book.
He closed the book and stared absently at the all-white cover.
So it's an easy game...
The prompts in this book and the system prompts only need to simply understand the literal meaning.
In an instant, Wen Qing suddenly figured it out.
The system has been prompting from the beginning.
Finding friends in nursery rhymes is not nonsense or intimidation. It is telling them that the guide is a good friend of the player, not in the opposite camp of the player. They went the wrong way at the beginning, or the system is misleading them.
The identity cards of human players are all related to themselves, in order to make them familiar with each other.
The difficulty lies in the fact that the two god cards and this villa that can satisfy people's certain desires are tempting to degenerate and drive people crazy.
Only Sikong, a god card, is to help human beings, but there are many restrictions, you can't do this, you can't say that.
Wen Qing hugged the book, sat on the bed blankly, and finally understood how to leave this copy.
He, Zhou Zhou, Li Siwen...any ordinary human being can be a guide.
This is a game God wants to play, and the guide should be chosen by God.
*****
Time passed by, and it was not until an hour before the voting that Wen Qing sat up slowly, washed her hair and took a shower, and went downstairs with red eyes.
Five minutes before voting, there was the sound of a door being kicked open on the second floor.
Wen Qing leaned against the back of the chair, staring at the stairs.
Sikong and Yuxing went downstairs at the same time, and sat on the vacant seats on both sides of Wen Qing.
Seeing the chairs on both sides being pulled away, Wen Qing opened his mouth slowly and asked, "The guide is chosen by your magic cards, right?"
Yu Xing paused, leaned in front of him and blinked: "What did you just say?"
Wen Qing tilted her head and met Yu Xing's dark eyes.
He was a little uncertain at first, but Yu Xing's pretending not to hear made him confirm it.
This is a simple game, so the usage of god cards is also the simplest.
They never found it because the usage was so simple that no one thought it would be the usage of a divine card.
vote.
Just need to vote...
Wen Qing asked in a low voice: "Is the equivalent exchange you mentioned still count?"
Yu Xing restrained his smile, his eyes were narrow and long, and when he was not smiling, his sharp facial features made people feel a kind of cold chill.
Wen Qing hesitated for a moment, summoned up her courage, raised her chin, and quickly pecked Yu Xing's face.
Then she leaned close to his ear and said softly, "Vote for me."
The warmth and softness of the cheeks were fleeting, Yu Xing lowered his eyes and asked, "What if I don't vote?"
Wen Wei was slightly taken aback.
Yu Xing continued to ask: "What will happen to you?"
Wen Qing thought for a while, and said honestly, "Then I might go crazy too."
Yu Xing still didn't speak, and there was no expression on his face.
Wen Qing didn't know whether it was agreement or rejection, he pursed his lips tightly, the scabbed wound opened again, he had no time to care about the wound, and said slowly: "I, I don't want to play anymore."
In fact, there is another way. In this vote, Yu Xing is cast away. When the next vote leaves only Sikong with a magic card, he must pass the level.
But Wen Qing couldn't bear the thought of staying here for another 24 hours.
He softly called Yu Xing's name: "Yu Xing."
"Can you vote for me?"
"Or tell me who to vote for..."
Wen Qing whispered, "I kiss you all."
The originally clear voice of the young boy became a little hoarse because of staying up late, and Yu Xing could hardly hear the tone of the request as being coquettish.
Yu Xing stared at Wen Qing, and compared to the first day when he saw him, he lost a lot of weight.
Her cheeks were pale, her lips were extremely red because of the wound, and her eye sockets were also red, making her look pitiful.
Yu Xing looked at him quietly, the word "not good" suddenly changed to one word: "OK."
Wen Qing turned to look at Sikong.
Sikong's gaze swept across his lips, he quickly moved away, and said three words: "I know."
One minute before voting, Li Siwen and Zhou Zhou appeared on the second and third floors.
Zhou Zhou's complexion was pale, his hands were wrapped in bandages, his eyes lit up when he saw Wen Qing, and he quickened his pace downstairs.
He sat directly opposite Wen Qing, a big boy with crooked eyebrows and a bright smile: "Qing Qing arrived so early."
Wen Qing lowered his eyes and didn't speak.
"Tick tock." The second hand of the clock struck nine o'clock.
Wen Qing picked up the pen and wrote down his name on the paper one by one.
[The voting is over, and now the votes are being counted.]
[Player Yu Xing, two votes.]
After hearing the number of votes for Yu Xing, Zhou Zhou realized something was wrong.
[Player Wen Qing, three votes.]
Zhou Zhou raised his head, stared deeply at Wen Qing, and raised the corner of his mouth: "Has Qing Qing already known?"
Wen Qing didn't speak, didn't look at him, and got up slowly.
[Please open the door gently.]
Wen Qing walked to the door and stared at the round metal knocker.
Although I know how to clear the level, when I want to open the door, I still feel a little uneasy.
Wen Qing took a deep breath, slowly raised his hand, held the cold metal door knocker, and gently pushed it forward.
"clatter."
The door opened.
Wen Qing looked at the thick white mist outside the door, feeling a little lost.
it is finally over.
Before he lifted his foot, Li Siwen's weird laughter suddenly sounded behind him: "Hahaha, the door is open, the door is open, we have cleared the level."
She frantically bumped Wen Qing away and rushed to the door. The next second, she stopped, turned around suddenly, and pushed the door hard with both hands, trying to close the door.
Li Siwen looked at Zhou Zhou and Wen Qing coldly, with a ferocious expression on his face: "You all die to me!"
"Go to hell!"
Wen Qing immediately wanted to stop her from closing the door and pushed it out, but then found that he didn't feel anyone pushing the door.
Even if Li Siwen tried his best, he didn't push the door back a centimeter. Instead, her body gradually began to turn red and cracks appeared. The cracks became more and more numerous, and in the blink of an eye, they spread all over her body, white light Seeping through the cracks in her body, his whole body seemed to be torn apart
"Ahhhh—"
The moment the scream sounded, Wen Qing's eyes were covered by a big hand.
Sikong's deep voice sounded above his head: "Let's go."
"goodbye."
After the words fell, he felt something gently brushing against his hair.
Immediately afterwards, the system's emotionless voice sounded in my ear:
[Congratulations to player Wen Qing for successfully clearing the god-level dungeon guide.]
[Player please go to the world gently.]