Chapter 361 The hanged player
Punch...Punch...
The heavy and slow footsteps came from the stairs.
Compared with the walking frequency of normal humans, the frequency of this step is several times slower, as if every step is extremely difficult.
In other words, those who are moving up are most likely not humans.
The hearts of several players were all hanging.
The repetitive student muttered in a low voice: "Don't it mean that it will be safe in the hotel?"
The minds of the disabled, the wine men and the deliveryman were all turning quickly, thinking about what they should do in the face of this situation.
No one wants this kind of thing to happen, but since it has happened, the only thing that can be done is to think about how to deal with it.
Back to the bedroom?
Or to the fourth floor?
Or, are there any other options?
Faced with the situation where you don’t know which choice is correct, the disabled party directly asked for help.
He asked hurriedly, "Sister Xiaoya, what should we do now?"
"Will we be in danger if that thing comes up?"
When you don’t know what to do, your best choice is to seek help from others.
It is related to your own wealth and life. There is no need to care about your own face. Just wipe your face and start begging grandpa to sue her grandma.
Of course, he wasn't sure whether the other party would pay attention to him.
Su Mingshi had said before that the ghost named Xiaoya would take care of them, but whether it could be counted depends on Xiaoya.
Xiaoya's voice sounded in their ears: "Come to the fourth floor, don't make footsteps."
Finally, the players were relieved not to make their own choices.
Faced with Xiaoya's instructions, they did not dare to be careless at all, and walked up the stairs as quickly as possible.
Fortunately, the footsteps that are going upstairs below are very slow, giving them plenty of time to react.
After going up to the fourth floor.
Gulugulu—
A long-haired head rolled over from a distance and came to them.
Then, roll in the other direction.
Xiaoya's voice sounded again; "Come with it."
The light on this layer was very dark, and nothing could be seen. Only the head that kept rolling emitted a faint light, leading to a shiny path.
They followed this road and kept moving forward in the darkness.
Finally, we came to a corner where there was a row of operating tables.
The pungent smell of disinfectant fills the nasal cavity.
On the operating table are bodies with missing parts, and various parts are scattered next to them. Next to the operating table is a rusty metal iron frame, with various types of scalpels, pliers, iron saws, and axes...
The smell is the familiar smell of the hospital, but this scene looks like a certain case.
The arrangement here made several players feel uncomfortable, just like domestic pigs. They were taken to the slaughterhouse to visit and wanted to escape quickly.
However, that head stopped here and stopped moving forward.
They began to have bad thoughts in their minds.
Xiaoya's voice also verified it; "Lying on the platform, don't move."
The scalp of the broken hands exploded, thinking that it was just the first step to lie on it. Later, you must start using the instruments next to it and remove them from the top!
Several players looked at each other, and none of them dared to be the first one.
Xiaoya urged, "Hurry."
"Otherwise, if she dies, it has nothing to do with me." She found this way for them because of Su Ming's face.
The people who came here were all the minions of the old locust tree. She dared not confront the other party head-on, and she was not sure how the other party would treat them if they found these people.
In this case, if you want to protect these people, you can only hide them.
The only thing she can do is this. If they don’t cooperate and die, it’s not her responsibility.
Doing such a thing is equivalent to cheating the old locust tree, and it is equivalent to opposing the madman, taking huge risks.
They are both the most unprovoked characters in Huaishu Town. Whether it is the person who provokes them or the taboos, most of them have no good ending.
However, she really wanted to kill the lunatic, and she had already paid a certain amount of sunk costs for it. Now this behavior is just a little increase in the cost.
Several players had no choice but to make up their minds and lie on an operating table with their teeth on their own.
When lying on it, fear was like condensed into solid ice, connecting their bodies with the operating table, and they could no longer move if they wanted to move.
It seems that I am really dead, turning into a cold corpse.
No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read!
When this kind of thing comes, fear is meaningless. No matter whether it is a blessing or a disaster, it has become a foregone conclusion. The only thing that can be done is to wait patiently.
Step...step...step...
The sound of footsteps is getting closer and closer.
When the hand-dead party was lying on the bed, his eyes were open, and the entrance of this floor was the only bright spot.
He could see the movement there at this angle.
I saw a human with hemp rope hanging around his neck, like a rope-carrying puppet, appearing there.
Why does this dress look so familiar?
He quickly realized that the clothes were very similar to theirs, both of which were the uniforms of the Strange Talk Fans Association. Similar clothes indicate their similar identities, that is to say, the identities of these two people are players like them!
He gathered his eyes on their heads, trying to find traces of the player's code, but there was nothing there.
After the player dies, he will be judged by the thriller game to lose the player's qualification and then lose the player's code name.
In other words, the two of them were dead, and their bodies had turned into some kind of special ghost.
No wonder I haven't seen it yet. It turns out that I'm dead!
I wonder if we will follow in their footsteps and will stay in this copy forever.
In the heart of the broken hands, a strong feeling of sadness and a deep sense of powerlessness arises.
Players are too small in front of the ever-changing thriller game copy. If they want to survive smoothly, they cannot be achieved by simply working hard.
There are too few things you can grasp.
The two bodies did not continue to move forward, but stopped at their mouths.
A voice that was so old that it was rotten came from above the two corpses with ropes: "Xiaoya, do you know what happened in the town recently?"
Xiaoya's voice replied: "There is an outsider named Miracle Master who came here to make a big fuss and finally killed the boss lady."
A little anger appeared in that voice: "She is dead? Why, don't you protect her? Why isn't you the one who died?"
The old locust tree was afraid. If the madman knew about this, would he punish him for this?
After all, that madman is the boss here, and the boss's wife is his nominal wife.
"That miracle master has several very powerful summoning objects, and I am no match for him at all." Xiaoya was also a little panicked, but she could only explain what she could do and talk about in detail about what happened at that time. "That was the case at that time..."
Of course, the part that he reached a cooperation with Su Ming naturally had to undergo some processing.
After listening to him, Lao Huaishu sneered, "Hahaha! Little girl, you are lying to me, I can hear it."
"I have lived too long than you. Your little thoughts are simply too obvious and it is impossible to hide them from me."
"I want to listen to the truth, so I can still do it."
(The end of this chapter)