Quick Wear: Host, are you playing here?

The thing outside the door was becoming more and more impatient, twisting the doorknob and turning it hard. The creaking sound of the twisted and deformed metal hurt people's eardrums. Hua Xia woke up and looked outside the door with a dim gaze. The sound was still ringing and she finally couldn't stand it anymore.

Originally Hua Xia hadn't planned to write a list of the dead. She locked the door so the monster couldn't open it. But what could the idiot outside do to make a noise?

Finally, she became impatient.

Hua Xia stepped down barefoot. The monster was still knocking on the door. The door was suddenly opened from the inside. A two-meter-tall black shadow wearing a long black cloak stood outside and stared down at the petite woman in the room.

It let out an angry roar, as if accusing the person who had been knocking on the door for ten minutes.

"Roar!"

"You're crazy." Hua Xia said this lightly and raised her hand to close the door.

The monster hurriedly stretched out his hand and stuck it in the door. Under the black robe, his arms were exposed and covered with deformed bumps of various sizes. A strange liquid flowed out under the pressure of the door.

Hua Xia: “…” Really tight!

She opened the door, with a strange expression on her face, and stretched out her hand impatiently: "Bring it here."

Monster: "Roar!"

Hua Xia: "Don't you want an autograph?"

"Get out of here right now after I sign for you!"

The monster hidden under the black rags roared again, this time complaining about his hand being caught. Hua Xia's heart skipped a beat, and she pointed at the stain left on the door where the monster had just been caught: "I haven't blamed you for making my room dirty yet!"

"Also, take a look." Hua Xia pointed at the broken door handle outside, "You've vandalized public property, and I didn't ask you to pay for the cleaning and damages, so you better know what's wrong with me!

Monster: "Roar!"

Hua Xia was about to hit someone, and the monster seemed to sense something, and actually took out a white paper and a pen that were glowing faintly from under its black shirt.

[Host, let's write the name Bai Chu gave us. This way it will be safer.]

Hua Xia quickly wrote down two big words on it.

'Li Si'

The monster put away the paper and pen and roared at Hua Xia again.

Hua Xia: “…”

are you crazy? !

Then, the big black shadow walked towards the corridor, dragging its long black robe.

The huge black shadow retreated, revealing the area behind that was blocked by the monster. The door of room 3-8 opened, and the man standing by the door looked at Hua Xia with deep eyes, and something flashed in his eyes.

The girl opposite raised her hand and greeted him again, just like every time before.

Countless cycles have been repeated, with groups of "tourists" visiting the village, but Bai Chu is a character that no one cares about. His presence is extremely low and he does not attract attention. If he does not speak up, everyone will ignore him.

Including monsters...

Bai Chu is such a person.

However, one day, a pair of eyes always fell on him, and he could always be found accurately in the crowd. Bai Chu was naturally attracted to her. She was a special existence to him, and he became curious about her.

Right now, girls show more than just the surface.

Bai Chu asked, "You didn't write your afternoon name."

Hua Xia hummed.

Bai Chu asked: "Who did you write about?"

Hua Xia: "Li Si."

Bai Chu's dark eyes changed: "How can you be sure that what you wrote is correct?"

This afternoon, they had not come into contact with any person or clue named Li Si.

Hua Xia blinked: "Haven't you heard of this saying?"

Bai Chu said in a low voice: "What?"

Hua Xia said seriously: "Zhang San, Li Si, and Wang Mazi."

250 made a loud noise: [!!!] Ah! He just said why the name written by the host looked so familiar!!!

Hua Xia said casually: "I will write about Wang Mazi tomorrow."

Bai Chu paused and said: "I haven't heard of it..."

Bai Chu turned around and went back to his room. His back paused for a moment, then he turned back to look at Hua Xia, as if to remind her: "Wang Mazi is wrong."

Hua Xia burst out laughing. It was because the three words "Wang Mazi" sounded particularly funny when spoken by Bai Chu in a serious tone. Seeing Bai Chu looking at her puzzledly, Hua Xia shook her head and laughed to herself for a while.

After a moment, he straightened up and said, "I know."

She answered casually, but Bai Chu still responded in a low voice: "Yeah."

Last night was Christmas Eve.

The next day, all eight people survived. A list of eight names was played on the TV screen on the first floor of the B&B lobby. Everyone could tell at a glance that they were the names of the deceased they had submitted last night.

Seeing this, many people's faces gradually became obscure and strange. The eight names listed here are enough for one person to survive and pass the level in these seven days. If they don't have eight people...

If their numbers dwindle...

All of a sudden, the team that had a peaceful and friendly atmosphere yesterday was facing disintegration and became more alert.

The owner of the B&B who disappeared at night reappeared during the day, behaving as usual and interacting with the players from time to time, except that his gaze towards Hua Xia became a little obscure and difficult to understand...

The group still went to the village chief's house according to the results of yesterday's discussion. They asked the owner of the B&B about the location of the village chief's house. The man pointed to a dark and foggy mountain and said, "Don't go into the mountain. It's at the foot of the mountain."

When he spoke of the village chief, his voice seemed to be covered with a layer of mist.

"Go ahead, the village chief should be at home."

This was obviously a new clue. The group walked along the path through the village for a long time. The fog around them became thicker, perhaps because of the heavy moisture near the mountains. The vision was unclear three meters away, and even more blurred five meters away.

Hua Xia was not walking properly and made some noise from time to time. She urgently needed a sedan chair... There was a stone at Hua Xia's feet and she almost fell.

Bai Chu's attention was all on the people around him. He subconsciously stretched out his hands. The stone was kicked away by Hua Xia. His hands paused in mid-air and fell into the air. Under Hua Xia's smiling gaze, he slightly bent his fingers and placed them behind his back.

Bai Chu also realized that he cared too much about this woman.

The road became narrow and winding. Half an hour later, the outline of a two-story low house appeared at the end of the path. As they got closer, they saw a black figure standing in front of the door of the low house. His face was blurry and the area around his eyes was very dark. From a distance, they seemed to be stared at by a pair of large black eyes.

The figure was clearly waiting for them.

For a moment, my back felt cold and my feet felt heavy and difficult to walk.

The team exchanged glances but decided to continue moving forward. The black shadow became clearer and clearer, and the truth was revealed through the thick fog: a hunched-back silhouette. As it got closer, it turned out to be a hunchbacked old man with a cane.

His voice was like a rough stone rolling over an unsmooth surface: "I heard that you were looking for me."

There is no signal in the village that can communicate with the outside world, but it is not known whether there are many people inside the village, but it is obvious that there is a way for the villagers to communicate quickly.

"Village chief, we would like to consult you about some things about the village. Can you tell us?" Zhang Zhong spoke politely first.

The others looked at each other, waiting for an answer. The old man, who was leaning on a cane, had a layer of cloud over his cloudy eyes. His gaze was not focused when he looked at people, like a blind man, but he could accurately find the location of the person who was speaking.

"The village...can...you ask."

Zhang Zhong wanted to say something, but Jia Ren pushed him aside and asked quickly and unkindly, "Who has died in the village? The village should have a list, right?"

After these words were spoken, everyone was speechless. What's the difference between this and asking the invigilator for the answers during an exam?