There is always a hot chicken trying to scare me [unlimited]

After him, two more people walked out, not even looking at the corpse lying at the door.

"...that little girl, definitely not..." Among the remaining people, a woman tremblingly said, crying like the end of the world, deliberately avoiding that address, "Maybe these few people are the same as it Damn! He won't protect us, we'll die!" She looked around the crowd again, with broken hope in her eyes, "Let's run away! While they're not here."

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a clear voice: "I advise you not to run away."

The woman was stunned, turned around following the voice, and saw a young man wearing a peaked cap, "Didn't you hear what that Donald Duck said?"

"This game is about death or life. There is only one way to get out, that is, you win the game. The rest," he nodded his chin to indicate the uncooled corpse at the door, "probably not much better than him."

"..." This sentence was meant to remind, but the effect was not much different from intimidation.The woman stopped crying with dull eyes, and sat there numbly, as if thinking of her own future from his words.

After finishing speaking, the young man ignored her and walked out of the room.Like the previous few people, he didn't even look at the corpse.

After him, Zhang Chao also walked out. When he passed the woman, he paused slightly as if he wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know what to say.

The woman looked back and found that she and the man lying on the ground who was still vomiting were the only ones left in the room. She couldn't resist the fear in her heart, so she gritted her teeth and followed.

The unlucky man covered in blood was scared out of his wits, he got up while trembling, and hurriedly followed without caring that he was covered in blood.

Before going out, he couldn't help but glance back, just in time to see the last ray of sunlight cast outside the window disappear.There seemed to be an eye staring at him in the darkness.

He shivered in fright, and hurriedly lowered his head to pretend he didn't see it.

The little girl led them to a piece of grass, and only then did they see the appearance of the building they were in just now.

It is an ordinary small building with two floors.Outside, there is a front yard half the size of a basketball court.Outside, there are towering walls and trees with teeth and claws that cannot be stopped by the walls.

Since the sun had already set, there was only one dim street lamp left in the open space. I don’t know where it came from to cut corners. The light was only a little bit stronger than the moon’s light, and it could only illuminate a small open space.

On the clearing, there were still three short figures standing in a row, waiting for them.

Seeing them coming, every face showed exactly the same smile.

"Let's start." A sudden voice came, it was the little boy standing in the middle, he was wearing a small suit with a flower on his chest.Compared with the little boy on his left who seemed to be split in half and sewn up in the middle, and the little girl on the right whose half body was scratched, he looked more like a normal child.

After he finished speaking, a middle-aged man asked, "What are the rules of the game?"

Everyone else glanced at the middle-aged man. His expression was a little forced to be calm, but compared with the few people who were trembling with fear and trembling with Parkinson's, he was still much calmer.

The boy's words were interrupted. He turned his head to look at the middle-aged man but didn't speak. When the man was sweating, he turned his head again: "You are the ghost today."

He was talking to the little girl who brought them here.

The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, his back was already drenched in cold sweat.

The little girl nodded, and obediently walked to the middle.The three children held hands and formed an arc.

When everyone is looking at them and doesn't know what to do.

"Take it up."

The middle-aged man spoke first, and grabbed two people with his left and right hands.

The others were very obedient at this time, and they didn't dare to have any objections at all, and held hands decisively or hesitantly following suit.

And everyone has their own discretion. In the end, Zhang Chao was placed on the right side of the crowd, with the woman on his left, and the little ghost girl with half of his body missing on his right.

That hand could no longer be called a hand, some knuckles were covered with flesh, and most of the bones were exposed, barely maintaining the shape of a hand.Zhang Chao really didn't have the courage to touch it.I wish my parents didn't give me this arm.

Unexpectedly, a hand suddenly stretched out from the side, and while he was watching, it grabbed the brat's wrist.

"..." He opened his eyes in shock and looked along his hands, and saw the young man wearing a peaked cap.

Only then did he realize that he was not the one next to him.

Thankfully, he let out a sigh of relief, and the voice he made was unconsciously a little loud, which attracted the young man to glance at him.

Zhang Chao smiled a little guilty, and stretched out his hand: "My name is Zhang Chao, what do I call it?"

Can't help but say something to ease the atmosphere.

The young man looked at him, then looked down at his hands, then reached out too—and grabbed his wrist.

It's the same as catching that ghost!

"..." Was the look in his eyes disgusting just now?

"Bai Yan."

"Huh? Uh, good name." Zhang Chao was caught off guard when he heard the answer, forgot how to be polite for a moment, and could only praise dryly.

"I don't want it! I don't want it, I don't want it..."

Just as they were talking, Zhenghuan was also making noise on the other side.

The one next to him is the unlucky man who was spattered with blood. For some reason, most of the blood on his body has disappeared, leaving only dark red mottled marks, as if eroded by time. .

He looked at the kid who was divided into two halves, shaking his head desperately while trying to run back, and kept whining.It's a pity that the middle-aged man stood beside him, and the middle-aged man held his hand tightly like iron clamps, preventing him from breaking free.

He tossed about for a while, but the middle-aged man threatened harshly: "If you don't hold me, this game won't start. We will definitely not be the ones who break the rules and die first." Only then did he stop him.

The unlucky man raised his head tremblingly and looked around for help, but everyone avoided his eyes, obviously no one wanted to help him take this seat.

In the end, he lowered his head, still reluctantly holding hands with the little male ghost who was divided into two halves, but his eyes were full of resentment.

The tentacles were sticky and cold, and he had goose bumps all over his body when he was so excited, he almost threw his wrists out!

He glanced at the young man opposite again, only to see that his face was indifferent, as if he was not holding a ghost's hand, but a chicken paw.

"..." Does this person have no sense of touch?

"Does anyone know what game this is?" someone whispered in a hurry.

No one answered.

"Don't you all have childhood!" He was furious, "We are dead now!"

The crowd erupted in commotion at his words.

"Maybe it's a white-haired girl?"

"A big windmill?"

"Lost the handkerchief?"

"..."

God damn throws the handkerchief.

In a panic, everyone began to put forward their own ideas, but they were all purely guesswork-after all, they didn't know the rules.

It's like the exam papers are blank when they are handed out.Not even a question, who knows what the correct answer is?

Writing something on it is just for peace of mind, maybe it will be right?Being wrong is also more secure than handing in a blank paper.

Zhang Chao also began to recall what games he played in his childhood.

Unexpectedly, when I recalled my childhood, my head was full of happy goats!The theme song was also played naturally along with the memories.

Don't think I'm just a sheep~

Almost sang along.

Turning his head to look at Bai Yan, he asked unconsciously, "What do you think?"

"The magic power of love goes around?" Bai Yan really followed his words and thought for a while before replying.

"……"Are you serious?

Bai Yan raised his eyebrows, indicating that of course he was talking nonsense.

"..." Glancing at the "delicate hand" held by his other hand, he looked at Bai Yan's calm expression.

Are the flowers of the motherland so fierce this year?

As if aware of his doubts, Bai Yan nodded his chin to indicate: "It's quite cute."

The little female ghost who was holding hands with him also smiled shyly, and the skin and flesh sticking to her face were dragged and slipped a little.

"..."

"Shut up." The man in the jacket yelled, "Don't panic. The game won't give us a dead end, not to mention that there are so many newcomers in this game." He lowered his voice for the last sentence, as if addressing some of them Listen.

Sure enough, a few people were obviously calmer.

"What do you mean?" Zhang Chao asked, he is also a newcomer, this sentence does not sound like a good word.

Sure enough, the man in the jacket gave him a satisfactory answer.

"Because there's a lot of cannon fodder." He grinned his big white teeth.

"Fuck you..." Zhang Chao was stunned for a moment, but when he realized it, he wanted to hit him with a conditioned reflex, but a strong force came from his right hand, literally crushing his hand bones.

"Ah! Fuck hurts hurts hurts..." Based on the man's dignity, he restrained himself from crying.

The harsh words put in half stopped abruptly.

Zhang Chao turned around and wanted to question Bai Yan, but he didn't even look at him.

And at this moment, a few children's voices came from the side.

"Plum blossoms bloom in a few months."

It was the three ghost dolls, they just stood there smiling and watching the players discuss without saying a word, now they saw that the players seemed to have finished their discussion, so they opened their mouths understandingly.

As he asked, he circled around the little female ghost in the middle.

In the end, none of the guesses were correct!

They walked to the right, which was the direction of the unlucky man.Frightened by the sudden approach of the little male ghost, the unlucky man jumped up and almost took off on the spot.In a hurry, he burrowed into the arms of the middle-aged man next to him.

The middle-aged man obviously couldn't stand this kind of "throwing himself into his arms", and backed away with a look of disgust.

So the players just followed suit.

"Is January open?" The three ghosts asked in unison, their tone flat and numb, without any fluctuation.

"No." The little female ghost in the middle covered her eyes, tilted her head and thought for a while.If you only look at her from the front, her face is pink and jade-like, and when she smiles, there are two small dimples on her cheeks.

"Is it open in February?"

"not open."

"Is it open in March?"

"not open."

In the dim light, the surroundings are even darker against the background.The player always feels that there is something staring at him in the darkness behind him.On the other side, with the sound of "not opening", my mind became more and more tense-I don't know what will happen when I "open".

So in the deathly silence, only the voices of a few children kept asking questions as if they were chanting scriptures, as if they were reciting the mantra to them.In a blink of an eye, it was May.

"Is it open in May?"

The girl paused, turned her head slightly, and suddenly opened her eyes and smiled: "Yes."

In an instant, Zhang Chao felt a gust of wind blowing around him, and the shadows of the three ghost dolls were gone.

This was a momentary distraction, and he immediately turned to look at the little female ghost.

But before he could look away, he heard a scream from the side.

"what!!!"

I saw the little female ghost in the middle quickly ran up to the female player beside him, grabbed her leg, raised her head and smiled slightly: "I caught you."