A red light flickered in front of the door, and an invisible child stood at the door. The originally smooth and flawless snow surface was deeply sunken, revealing many long and neat footprints—
more than one.
The temple fell into a deathly silence, and no one answered. They only rolled their eyeballs stiffly, and their eyes trembled a little. He clearly didn't want to look at it, but his eyes were fixed firmly in front of the door as if fixed.
"Who's going to make the soup?"
The child's voice repeated in unison, still waiting for an answer. Brother Tao swallowed his saliva, and suddenly said: "Choose someone! - If you don't choose someone, they will come in!"
The expressions of the players suddenly changed drastically, and they looked at the people around them with sudden vigilance, but no one dared to push the candidate out. The voice of the long-haired girl before was not very stable, and she reluctantly said: "How can I choose this! Isn't this harmful?"
"How can you be called a victim?" Brother Tao said, "You know that something will happen if you go out with them? There should be important information outside, and we must have someone go outside!"
The swaying red light took another step closer to them. This is an insignificant distance on weekdays, but now it seems like a reminder—
Especially if they can't see.
What they can't see is approaching them, and this fear of the unknown is more than anything else.
The wind got louder. The bitter wind rushed towards the face with snowflakes, making everyone present feel cold from head to toe.
"One," the goblins were still singing, "to make soup alone..."
A small dark dot suddenly appeared on the threshold, and Kou Dong realized right away that it was the snow that dripped from these ghost children and turned into water.
—they came in.
This discovery made the hearts of all players drop heavily.
That's too late.
The man in number one suddenly said, "What do you mean, who do you want to get out?"
Brother Tao had a gloomy face, looking in the direction of Kou Dong's team, as if he wanted to choose one among several people.
The tall one was good looking, but he looked cold and unkind, and he was the first one to move the coffin just now.
Can't afford it.
His gaze stayed for a moment on the young man's hand on the shoulder of the shorter young man, feeling a little regretful. If there were only two people in their team, he would naturally push this weakness out. Seeing that the two of them have such a good relationship, if one is caught out, the other will naturally go to save him regardless. If the NPC is annoyed, it will kill two birds with one stone and solve the problem. There are two confidantes.
It's a pity that there are five people in their team. He is looking for a tester, and he is also looking for someone who is alone, who will be considered a burden.
Thinking of this, Brother Tao pointed to Yin Qi.
Yin Qi's already pale face became paler and almost transparent, and he murmured in disbelief: "Me?"
Brother Tao didn't look at him at all, and only asked the others, "How is he?"
The rest looked at each other.
I have to say, this is indeed a smart choice. He wanted to find a rafter among the five people, but he didn't want to come up, so he committed public anger. Yin Qi has a slender frame, he seems to be the easiest to deal with, and he is also the most out of gregarious of the five. If he is, there may not be anyone who will stand up for him.
He was brought in by A Xue, but Song Hong wanted to move, but the little girl stopped him with a word, "Wait first."
Song Hong frowned.
"Wait?"
"Try him." Ashe said calmly, "He is not ordinary."
Song Hong had no choice but to give up. It's just an uncommon saying, it can be good or bad, and I couldn't help but feel a slight twitch in my heart, knowing that she didn't trust this younger brother who appeared out of nowhere, so she simply waited and watched.
The little ghosts were getting closer and closer, and the wet watermark was only two steps away from them. Brother Tao's voice was also completely tense, almost forcibly persuading everyone to accept this choice.
His eloquence is good, and his words are quite provocative, and finally he said: "His physical fitness can't last long, but if no one chooses, we may all die!"
He had already twisted Yin Qi's arm, like twisting a weak chicken cub, tightly trapped in his hand. Yin Qi's face turned pale at first, then turned blue, and the corners of his eyes were red, and he was about to cry in a second.
The long-haired girl hesitated, but said after a few seconds, "Isn't this cannibalism?"
Rao said so, she also knew in her heart that if these little ghosts were really allowed to come in, the one who died might not be alone.
but a group.
But she is human after all, unable to kill.
This choice was somewhat difficult. Brother Tao looked around and saw that most people avoided his sight. Obviously he couldn't make a choice, so he simply gave up.
He couldn't help feeling a little disdainful.
Such a group of people don't even have such courage, how can they expect to get out alive in this game
He simply didn't say anything, just sneered: "You..."
Before the sentence was finished, the little ghosts took another step towards them. At this moment, everyone clearly felt a chill, almost hitting their faces. Seeing that he couldn't delay any longer, Brother Tao suddenly pushed Yin Qi in his hand towards that direction, and said, "Here you are!"
Yin Qi let out a scream, and his body fell heavily in the direction of those invisible little ghosts. Song Hong frowned suddenly, and touched the big steel knife that Ah Xue placed beside him, but heard a slightly dull sound—Yin Qi's body easily passed through the blank space, and fell heavily on the ground. next to the door frame.
He is safe and sound!
Everyone present was terrified, and this result was obviously not expected by anyone. Brother Tao's face became more and more ugly, but the long-haired girl breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Are you all right?"
Is it all right? That's what other people want to ask too. They watched the young man pass in front of those little devils, and they didn't see him in the slightest of pain, only a little bit of oily skin was scratched.
Man No. 1 also let go of the breath in his chest, and said, "Maybe it's not fatal at all..."
Before he finished speaking, there was a soft "噗嗤" in his ear.
There was a sudden chill in his chest, followed by an unprecedented cramping pain. A small hand writhed left and right in his chest, and suddenly clenched the throbbing bloody heart.
His eyes widened in vain, and he tried to pull out his hands, but there was nothing.
He can't touch these little ghosts.
But the kid could touch him.
"Take your heart and liver," the children said with a smile, "take your heart and liver and make soup."
They pulled out that heart. In the eyes of others, the corner of man No. 1's mouth slowly dripped with blood, and immediately gushing out, it looked like the internal organs of a person who had been smashed to pieces, pieces of disfigured internal organs—he opened his mouth wide again At that moment, the gushing blood caught the surrounding people off guard and stained them with red, which flowed out non-stop like a fountain.
Amidst the screams, the players tugged at each other and took several steps back in shock. They watched this scene, still unable to react, but a fishy sweetness appeared in their throats.
The water marks on the ground were mixed with a rusty red color, and the little devils had obviously got what they wanted.
But these water spots did not disappear. On the contrary, they turned around after completing the first kill, and walked towards the remaining players who were huddled together.
Song Hong caught a glimpse and his pupils shrank suddenly.
Could it be that there could be more than one victim every day
He didn't care about others, and hurriedly shouted: "Enter the coffin!"
Song Hong raised his voice to remind.
"Advanced coffins!—they haven't left yet!!"
The sound finally made the rest of the players come to their senses, and one by one they plunged into their own coffins and re-covered their coffin lids. They thought that death was already a terrible thing, but they didn't know that what happened after death might be even more terrifying than the life in the afterlife, and it was useless at all, so they could only vaguely listen to the man's continuous vomiting.
Ye Yanzhi seemed to be running out of time, and got into the same room with Kou Dong. The bodies of the two were close together, and the flesh of their hands and feet touched one place. Kou Dong's eyes widened, and he whispered: "You..."
He wanted to say, restrain yourself.
But if you think about it carefully, saying something like this to Ye Yanzhi will actually have no effect at all. Ye Yanzhi is a pet sent by the system. From the perspective of the system, it may actually be equivalent to a watchdog in the yard.
…
In this way, Kou Dong thought hesitantly, wouldn't it mean that Ye Yanzhi is equal to a dog
Thinking of this, he couldn't help moving his body.
As Ye Yanzhi got closer to him, he acted more boldly. Lying in the coffin, he played with one of his hands, back and forth, and kneaded his fingertips.
It's like kneading dough.
Not even the slightest hint of fear.
Kou Dong knew that the other party was big-hearted, but it was the first time he knew that he could be so big-hearted. He listened to the subtle sounds outside the coffin, as if he was always hovering in front of their coffin. Nursery rhymes surround the room, and there are children's hands knocking on the coffin, making a thumping sound.
Kou Dong didn't make a sound.
Those footprints circled them several times, and finally settled down without making any sound.
After a long time, man No. 1 finally lost his breath, staggered and fell down. When the outside was quiet for a long time, the players finally got out of the coffin and turned him again, only to find a small hole the size of a child's fist appeared on his chest.
But his heart is gone.
From that small hole, the little ghosts walked through this narrow passage, and carried away the curled up heart.
This is obviously impossible in the real world—however, there seems to be nothing absolutely impossible in the dungeon.
The kid who got the food turned around and left the ruined temple. The players climbed out of the coffin exhausted, and were a little scared for a while.
"Why," someone whispered, "Why him?"
They had clearly chosen someone, but Yin Qi was safe and sound, but the man on the side suffered. This scene was so sudden that it made the player's heart beat a drum.
Brother Tao looked at them, as if thinking about them.
"—is the number."
He finally said, pursing his lips.
"This order is not the other way around."
"Should be the order of our death."
Immediately after these words were uttered, many eyes suddenly turned to the group of five.
if true...
Among them, there is Number Twelfth.
That would be the last one alive.