Zongman: I have really retired!

After calming down, Gao Ziming still wanted to be shameless. After all, he was the only adult present, so he asked: "Did I say that you are not afraid at all? According to you, there are more weird stories than weird and terrifying ones, right?"

"Well - that's true, but you don't have to worry too much. Monster stories are different from weird stories. Monster stories usually require logic when killing people. As long as you don't violate its rules, you can still survive. Refugees from some war areas abroad are still alive. I’ll just try my luck and hide in the weird stories, so it’s not a big problem.”

Lin Fei shrugged and said indifferently, the ghost talk needs to develop. According to Gao Ziming, he was fine when he left in the morning, which means that the ghost talk has just been formed not long ago, and the strength of the newly formed ghost talk is definitely not strong. Lin Fei believes that Xia You Jie can take them out, which can be regarded as a newborn calf not afraid of tigers.

"Okay, hurry up and enter the village. There should be many living people in the village." Xia Youjie interrupted the chat of several people loudly. He looked at Gao Ziming: "Do you want to go in with us or stay outside? "

Gao Ziming hesitated, of course he wouldn't want to go in if he could, that would be a weird story! ! What an almost unsolvable strange story in the novel! As an ordinary person, Gao Ziming knew very well that he was a useless person who couldn't distinguish between limbs and grains. If he joined the ghost story, he would be destined to be cannon fodder.

"Can you not go in?"

"Okay, but I think cousin you should come in with us." Dong Yue said: "Although it is difficult to move in the strange talk, as long as you meet the conditions, you can be pulled in no matter where you are. The closer you are, the greater the chance. You How far do you think you can run in these deep mountains and old forests? If you are pulled directly in then, without our protection around you... Cousin, the chance of your game over is a bit high."

After Gao Ziming calmed down, he began to feel fear again, but somehow he calmed down quickly. After a while, he picked up his mobile phone and sent a text message home, then sighed and said to Dong Yue:

"Although I am afraid of death, you are right. If this thing targets me, it will be useless for me to run to the ends of the earth. After all, am I afraid of death? What I am afraid of is the hard-earned money of my parents. I am wasting my life in vain because I am afraid of damaging the peace of my wife, children, and children. Come on, let’s go, it’s better for me to die alone than to harm them all.”

Lin Fei was hesitant to explain that the ghost story in front of him should be a trigger type rather than a tracking type. As long as the distance is far enough, there should be no danger, let alone his wife, children and children. But Dong Yue had already spoken first, her tone was helpless but with the confidence of a young person:

"Cousin, can you trust us? We are not leading you to death, and the chief of our grade is still here. Why are you afraid of a little weirdo? Let me tell you..."

Gao Ziming just listened in confusion as Dong Yue said a lot of good things about Xia Youjie. He praised everything from his body and appearance to his demeanor and his strength. His flattering attitude made Gao Ziming, who had been in the entertainment industry for many years, think it was exaggerated.

Is this still a person? Isn't this some damn god descending to earth?

Xia Youjie on the side was so embarrassed that he dug his toes on the ground. Although he had heard these sweet words of compliments in his previous life, the compliments from strangers were completely different from the sincere compliments from his close classmates.

Xia Youjie had a feeling of embarrassment that if he dropped his money, it wouldn't matter if he picked it up, or if he didn't pick it up, especially the two idiots on the side who were still echoing!

Wake up, Jiang Hongyuan! ! That's your girlfriend! ! How can you turn a blind eye to a "love rival" like me who is so jealous that you accompany your girlfriend to do odd jobs because of an idol you have only been a fan of for a few months? ! Where has your jealousy gone?

Jiang Hongyuan: Brother, if you really like Dong Yue, where will I have the chance?

"Cough cough cough-"

Xia Youjie couldn't help but coughed a few times: "Let's go! After rescuing people, hurry up and leave! You really plan to stay here for a holiday!" After saying that, he lifted his feet and walked completely into the imaginary world constructed by Guaitan.

"Ah! Brother, please wait for me!" Lin Fei hurriedly followed.

Dong Yue and Jiang Hongyuan, who were left at the end, also quickly pulled Gao Ziming, who was in a daze, into the ghost story.

After entering the ghost story, Xia Youjie sent out to explore again and the weird thing disappeared again, but this time it may be because of the reason he came in. Xia Youjie keenly discovered that the fluctuation when the weird thing disappeared was not eliminated all at once, but a strange It's an indescribable feeling, as if the weirdness controlled by Xia Youjie was imprisoned somewhere and then assimilated bit by bit.

The interior of Guitan was also shrouded in black mist. As soon as Xia Youjie and others entered Guitan, they found that they had changed their identities - refugees.

Or a refugee fleeing a drought!

Xia Youjie's vision immediately went dark. He knew that some ghost stories would give people who strayed into ghost stories a new identity, but this identity was too far away! !

"We... this... what... according to the plot of the novel, shouldn't we be college students who accidentally entered the country while traveling?"

Why did he become a refugee directly?

Gao Ziming was dumbfounded. He stared blankly ahead, with a trace of confusion in his eyes.

He looked around, then began to fumble for his body, and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that it was still his own body.

"What, now is it time to look for those rules?"

"What rules?"

"It's just...it's the rules in the novel, as well as awakening talents and so on. Although I know that it is impossible to awaken talents as soon as you enter Kaitan in reality, but you have to have rules. Isn't this a rule Kaitan?"

Gao Ziming seemed to suddenly react, his expression hardened, and his lips trembled as he asked: "There are no rules for this weird talk!"

Xia Youjie looked around. This should be a small village that was located during the early famine years. Due to the long-term drought, Xia Youjie saw that the land where crops were grown in the distance had dried up, and the earth showed a withered and yellow scene. The soil is hard and dry, and the surface is covered with cracks, as if the skin of the earth has been torn apart.

Xia Youjie said in a calm tone: "The rules and ghost stories are the product of fiction, and the ghost stories are the product of reality. Even the laws that protect you in reality will not be written where you can see them everywhere, let alone the ghost stories that want to kill us. Woolen cloth?"

Everyone present knew very well that in the final analysis, the weird stories and weirdness were about cannibalism, so how could it be so easy to give them hints.

Xia Youjie: "Even if you find the so-called rules, do you dare to believe it? You are gambling with your life on a rule that is not sure to be true. How can such a weird story be made in such a large venue, and even one with fake rules written on it?" Can’t you make a note?”

Xia Youjie looked at the group of refugees heading north in the distance. Now they were far away from the main road. The magician's excellent eyesight allowed them to see the refugees at a glance, and therefore they could judge their current identities. refugee.

Xia Youjie was actually a little caught off guard. He didn't expect this strange story to be so special.

"It fits the situation. This strange story probably simulates the Great Escape in 1942. Many people did die on this road in Henan Province back then."

Dong Yue looked at the ragged refugees with a complicated expression. Their faces were full of exhaustion and fear, and their eyes revealed fear of the unknown and worry about the future. Their clothes were shabby and their bodies were covered with mud and dust. Their steps were heavy and dragging, as if every step required all their strength.