Rules Weird Talk: I am more perverted than weird!

He met a little girl in red on the carousel and was seriously injured because she had no money in her pocket to buy ice cream.

Later, they finally found a clue and found out that the mother the little girl was looking for was in the haunted house. The two came to the door of the haunted house, but the little girl refused to leave.

He said that he would wait for the haunted house to open and let him play with the rest of the projects by himself.

As we all know, having a little girl around is both a source of danger and a talisman...

When a little girl is around, she will always be a little wary of the weird things on those amusement rides, and she won't even dare to act rashly against the Chosen One.

Hoffman regretted it very much. If he had been thicker this morning and not spent the remaining 50 yuan, he would have let someone else buy the ticket.

It can be seen from this that everything in the Rules and Ghost Stories is useful, and there is nothing superfluous to say.

By the time Hoffman completed four projects and came to the haunted house again, his body was already covered in scars.

He stepped into the middle door.

There was a lot of people, and the surroundings seemed to be exploding with excitement. There were minotaurs, pythons entangled on pillars, and children holding their heads in their hands, playing happily.

Hoffman thought that this was normal. After all, we were in a strange world and there was still a chance of encountering ghosts.

But the moment he stood still,

All the ghosts and monsters stared at him intently.

The headless ghost raised his head:

"Hey, come and look, there's someone who went the wrong way here."

The boa constrictor stuck out its tongue and said, "It's delicious, it tastes like human flesh."

Hoffman had a lot on his mind as he was being torn apart.

He was not surprised.

My natural talent and abilities are average, and the first two times I cleared the level were both barely one star.

Death seems to be a doomed thing, it's just a matter of sooner or later.

From the first copy to now, he has really tried his best without any perfunctory.

He is worthy of the motherland, the people, and even more worthy of the military uniform he wears.

At this moment, the audience in Beer Country stood up in front of the screen, saluted the failed Chosen One, and expressed their respect.

"Hoffmann, he's a hero in our beer country."

"Afterwards, his family will also be supported by the state."

……

Romantic Country, Pierre reads the words on the wooden board:

[Rule [-]: Different species have different entrances. Humans enter from the left door, weird ones enter from the middle, and shrines enter from the right. 】

[Rule [-]: The sacrifices are offered on the incense table, including the rhythmic fruit bred from the chest, the remains of the Holy Infant, and the tiger-skin human claws. 】

[Rule [-]: Burning incense candles, two long and one short can open the heavenly eye, two short and one long are considered auspicious. If all three branches are broken, it will be a disaster. 】

[Rule [-]: After three bows and nine kowtows, the shrine appears and you can leave. 】

The result was a confused look:

"What does it mean? I can understand each word individually, but I can't understand them all together."

Pierre scratched his head. Anyway, let's start by lighting incense. If there were two short and one long, he could leave after prostrating.

At this moment, three incense sticks were inserted side by side in the golden incense burner.

Pierre picked up the nearby candle and lit it by the light of the fire above.

Half a minute passed, and the one on the left had burned to half, while the two on the right were still at the very beginning, barely moving after being lit.

"Two long and one short can open the eyes of heaven. Where can the eyes of heaven come from..."

The next moment, Pierre felt that the surrounding environment had changed, and countless figures appeared out of thin air in the quiet darkness, including adults and children.

One of the women had a pointed belly and was obviously pregnant. She was carrying a three-year-old child beside her. Pierre recognized that she was the one in front of him in the queue at the door.

Some of them were holding incense in their hands, looking even more confused than Pierre himself.

Some are studying the rules on the wooden signs,

After some hesitation, some people finally lit the incense burner and disappeared from sight.

"The fruit of the rhythm conceived in the chest."

Pierre took out a fruit knife, pointed the tip of the knife at the chest of the woman with the child, and stabbed it in.

A strange thing happened. The woman didn't seem to see Pierre. She was shocked and confused about the scars on her chest.

Pierre was also shocked;

"She can't see me? Three sticks of incense are so useful."

"If I guess correctly, the three items referred to as sacrifices should be the heart, the baby's body, and the palm."

What Pierre just did was to take out the woman's heart.

He thought this would be a mutual fighting game, the winner takes all. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a one-sided situation.

The woman stood there, unable to see him, and obediently allowed the killing.

The woman just queued up in front of him, and Pierre saw with his own eyes that the woman entered from the left.

In other words, what he has to do now is to take out the heart from the body of a pregnant woman who has no strength to bind the chicken, and it is best to throw the baby out of the other party's belly, so that the second sacrifice can be successfully obtained. Got it.

Pierre hesitated, unable to do so.

"Xiaoyue, how about I buy you ice cream and help my brother complete the task?" Pierre tried to negotiate terms with the little girl next to him.

The other party has always shown a great love for ice cream.

Xiaoyue shook her head decisively, raised her eyebrows, her tone revealed a maturity that was not for her age, and asked coldly: "Does this have anything to do with finding my mother?"

"You have to do your own thing."

While the two were talking, due to a long period of hesitation, the surroundings fell into darkness again.

Pierre raised his head and glanced at the table. It turned out that the incense in the stove had burned out.

"The meaning of opening one's eyes is to be able to see people who are not offering incense, and to take away the tributes without the other person's knowledge."

Then he himself has not opened his eyes, wouldn't others...

Suddenly, Pierre felt a pain in his chest. A sharpened spoon handle was inserted into his chest out of thin air. Not satisfied, it turned like a watermelon and turned it inside, which was bound to dig out his heart alive.

Not all people carry weapons like knives. They will find ways to use whatever they can to attack other tourists.

To be soft-hearted now is to risk death.

Beside the incense burner, there are six sticks of incense left.

In other words, it can only be re-ignited two times at most, and one of them will have two short and one long...

Pierre quickly lit the second stick of incense, and the feeling of the spoon in his chest disappeared.

There is a difficult problem before us,

To attack a pregnant woman is tantamount to losing one's conscience in terms of morality and humanity and leading to a bad death.

If you don't take action, you will be carrying the country on your back and millions of lives behind you.

How to choose between morality and justice.