According to scientific statistics, 90% of the external information that humans can obtain without the help of technological products comes from the eyes.

Therefore, when people who are accustomed to using their eyes to obtain information suddenly lose their sight, they will subconsciously feel very panic. Even though they know that other senses such as hearing and smell can replace the role of the eyes to a certain extent, they still have a sense of self. Suddenly became the illusion of a useless person.

This is also the reason why the audience criticized this game mechanism for being immoral, because if it were any normal player who has never practiced hearing and speaking for the blind, he would suddenly be forced to walk with his eyes closed, and he would probably feel like the sky is falling - —

Of course, among these people except Anzhi.

Although it is a bit of a dimensionality reduction blow, Anzhi is indeed different from most players.

She has specialized in listening and speaking and positioning.

At this moment, she became calmer than ever before, concentrating on catching the sparse sounds with her ears, as if she already had a picture in her mind, and could see the female ghost wandering around the room.

Before Anzhi closed her eyes, she had memorized the structure of the entire house and her current location, so she quickly constructed a three-dimensional map of the entire house in her mind.

Among them, the one she marked with a red dot was the female ghost. According to her perception, the female ghost should be five meters away from her now, which is the corner far away from her.

And Granny Su Wen was less than three meters away in front of her!

So Anzhi moved.

She grabbed her mother-in-law's arm and felt the warmth of a living person within her reach. She breathed a sigh of relief, then carefully led her mother-in-law to the door, opened the door, and finally left smoothly without seeing anything. This small wooden house has become a trap in a jar.

The moment the door was opened, the strong wind from outside blew in, making the entire cabin roar, as if the already dilapidated house was about to be razed to the ground by a hurricane.

Anzhi felt the cold slap of her hair on her face, and a feeling of worry arose in her heart——

With such a strong wind, any fool should know that the door is open. Any female ghost with any intelligence would immediately realize that they were standing at the door and string them to death right here.

However, she seemed to be worrying too much.

Malanqin kept wandering around the house from beginning to end, as if she didn't even realize that a living person had opened the door and her prey was about to get out.

It's as if she is completely different from the sane and deceptive ghosts that players have seen before. She is just a killing machine that has been given simple instructions. As long as she turns a corner, her brain is not enough.

Anzhi finally cracked the rules, but felt that more doubts were hanging over her heart.

She closed the door with the lightest force possible, then pulled Granny Su Wen forward staggeringly, leaving this place for the time being.

This time, she walked very slowly and with a lot more hesitation.

After all, her eyesight just now was enough for her to clearly remember the area of ​​about ten square meters in the house, but it was obviously impossible for her to remember the ground structure outside clearly. If the female ghost passes the test and ends up falling into a pit and dying, then it's not worth it.

While walking, Anzhi was thinking about how to arrange Granny Su Wen.

Although Wang Dajun is not a big deal, he has been giving his girlfriend two meals a day for 50 years. But no one will come to deliver food to her in the future.

Send her to the village at the foot of the mountain? But because of Ma Lanqin, Wangjiacun was probably very wary of Granny Su Wen. Over the years, no one except Wang Dajun had ever visited her and didn't know if they were willing to take good care of her.

And Chuntao is Wang Dajun's adopted daughter. She has never spent a day with Su Wen, so she probably won't be happy to take care of an old lady she doesn't know well at all...

However, Anzhi really didn't know what to do other than handing her over to the people in Wangjiacun.

She fumbled and took out her phone from her lining pocket, opened her eyes a crack, glanced at the time quickly, then immediately closed her eyes and stuffed the phone back.

It was now five o'clock in the morning, and there were still three hours before the rescue team drove to the village entrance, but the three hours in the game passed very quickly, and she had to make a decision as soon as possible.

After much thought, Anzhi decided to ask Granny Su Wen for her opinion - even though she seemed to have lost her mind for many years.

"Mother-in-law, do you want to leave this village with me?"

Although her eyes were closed at the moment, Anzhi seemed to be able to see the old lady's cloudy and dazed eyes.

"Leave? Leave? No, I can't leave." Granny Su Wen's voice was very choked, as if it contained blood and tears, "I can't leave here. Because, I am guilty..."

Anzhi pursed her lips after hearing this, feeling unspeakably sad in her heart.

It was obviously the villagers who committed the heinous crime, but Su Wen, who failed to save his friend, was tortured along with him.

But time was running out now, and she had no time to argue with her whether she was guilty or not. She could only seize the time and continue: "In this case, is it okay to leave my mother-in-law in Wangjiacun?"

"I'll put you at the foot of the mountain later and let the villagers find you. They take into account the friendship between you and Malanqin and won't embarrass you too much." Maybe they will give her a good sacrifice. Come and reassure the River Goddess.

However, as soon as she heard Malanqin's name, Granny Su Wen burst into tears and her voice became hoarse.

"Lan Qin...is dead!"

Anzhi knew that he had touched her sensitive nerve again, so he had no choice but to comfort her.

"Although she died, she turned into another form and came back. For her sake, everyone will not be embarrassed..."

"No!" Although Su Wen's voice was like a broken gong, he used all his strength to make the loudest sound he could.

"She didn't come back...she's dead!"

Anzhi was stunned, and suddenly he seemed to see a flash of lightning flashing through the darkness in front of his eyes, briefly illuminating it for a moment.

Before she could catch the tail of inspiration, she suddenly grabbed Granny Su Wen's sleeves with both hands and said urgently: "What did you mean by what you just said? Malanqin...what happened to her?"

However, Granny Su Wen's brief state of mind just now was like a shooting star, fleeting. She soon started repeating "don't open your eyes" again.

Anzhi was agitated by her thoughts. It was her team members who had already taken advantage of it, but this was a fragile old woman, so she just endured it and relaxed her hand a little, not wanting to make her too uncomfortable.

But the next second, Anzhi suddenly paused as he heard "Don't open your eyes" whispered in his ear.

She seemed to finally understand what was going on with that sense of disobedience.

Everyone said that Ma Lanqin took into account the sisterhood during her lifetime, so she let the blind Su Wen go.

But she now knows that it was not Malanqin who let her go subjectively, but Su Wen who was "let go" after he blinded himself.

In other words, the idea she had crossed several times before might be true.

The female ghost she sees now, Ma Lanqin, may not have even a shred of sanity at all. Even her best friend who once cared about her most cannot recognize her. She is just a killing machine.

The cold wind blew on Anzhi's face, and he felt the biting chill before he realized it.

If this is the case, is Malanqin losing her mind because of her own hatred, or...

From the beginning, she was "resurrected" by other powers?

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