Relocation Brigade
Chapter 98 Poker Bridge 24
He Jiajun was stunned for a moment, and soon regained his composure.
He spread his hands, "If you want to play with yourself, I don't have time to spare."
Cun Tou stood up, "What do you mean? If we don't complete the game, none of us can escape!"
"Is it related to me?" He Jiajun sneered, with a bit of pride in his tone, "My poker cards have been burned. Without props, how can I play games with you?"
He paused, lay back slowly, and leaned on the hospital bed, "In my opinion, you might as well go and burn the playing cards, so as not to feel sick."
The few people at the door immediately began to hesitate after hearing the words.
The fat man said: "I think it makes sense, it's better...not as good as us..."
"Did you forget that the first person to get the playing cards also tore up the playing cards, and the result?!"
As a result, the playing cards came back intact.
The fat man opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything in the end, he just felt that the playing cards in his trouser pocket were stabbed like thorns.
He Jiajun's face also changed, he gritted his teeth, "Anyway, my poker cards are gone, you guys are free to kill yourself, it has nothing to do with me!"
Cun Tou wanted to get angry but didn't dare, clenched his fists angrily, turned to look at the others, "It's fine if he doesn't play, we can play by ourselves!"
After speaking, he looked at the transfer student again: "Are you coming with us?"
"Together." Chen Ling put his hands in his pockets, raised his chin, "How about playing next door? My brother happened to be hospitalized next door."
Wu Weiwei had been lying in the corridor eavesdropping, and immediately returned to the hospital bed after hearing the words, and put a mask on his face.
When He Jiajun heard that they were going to leave, he was not to mention how happy he was, this time the matter had nothing to do with him at all, whether these people died or lived, it was just a fun for him.
Seeing that someone was about to leave, he yelled at the door: "Excuse me, close the door."
The five left just like that, He Jiajun immediately turned over and jumped out of bed, reaching into the drawer, intending to monitor the situation next door with his usual drone.
The drone is the latest model, which is miniature and equipped with an ultra-high-definition high-speed camera, which can capture the most subtle facial expressions.
He was excited all over when he thought of the frightened shit of those people next door.
He licked his lips, and struggled to hook the box with his good hand and pull it out, but for some reason, there was an extra pulling force on the other side of the box to secretly compete with him.
He Jiajun's heart skipped a beat, thinking that something like a nail was hanging the box, he lowered his waist and looked into the cabinet.
The cabinet is not deep, so it shouldn't be so dark.
He Jiajun looked at the bottomless cabinet and became flustered. He vigilantly planned to withdraw his hand, but a cold hand grabbed his fingers first.
That hand used his arm as a pull rope, and crawled out of the cabinet little by little.
The head came out first, and when the head was raised, it was Zhou Yuanxin's bluish-white face.
In the next ward, Chen Ling stood up suddenly. He closed his eyes and released his perception quietly, feeling that his heart was still calm.
He had no choice but to push open the door of the ward and walk out, staying in the corridor.
The Yin Qi emanating from the ward in front of him did not contain hostility, which meant that Zhou Yuanxin did not intend to kill He Jiajun now at all. If he guessed correctly, Zhou Yuanxin should have come here to give playing cards on purpose.
He Jiajun in the room was shivering, the cold touch stunned the back of his head, there was a sharp ringing in his ears, he couldn't move his body, and he couldn't even make a sound from his throat.
After Zhou Yuanxin crawled out of the cabinet, he put a bloody poker and the rest of the poker into his hand.
He Jiajun's upper and lower teeth were fighting frantically, making a rattling sound, and he saw Zhou Yuanxin stand up from in front of him and pass by on his feet.
When he could move, he turned and looked behind.
Apart from myself, there was no other person in the ward.
He Jiajun trembled all over, and sat limply on the ground, dense sweat dripped from his forehead and back, as if he had just been picked up from the water.
After sitting on the ground for a long time, he supported the ground with one hand and slowly stood up.
His eyes fell on the poker cards in his hand.
The blood is fresh, does it mean that something happened to those gangsters?The more He Jiajun thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he didn't know where the strength came from, so he ran, smashed open the door of the ward and rushed into the corridor, facing Chen Ling.
Chen Ling glanced at the cards in his hand: "Let's go."
"You already knew, right? You waited for me here on purpose." He Jiajun realized something, and shouted loudly, "You and Zhou Yuanxin must be in the same group! Did you recruit him?!"
"No." Chen Ling said impatiently, "The hospital is not a clean place, and it will be dark if you wait any longer."
He Jiajun suddenly remembered the tingling sensation on his arm just now, he pushed Chen Ling away with his shoulder, and went directly into the next ward without knocking on the door.
On the only bed in the ward, lay a man wearing a mask, while the rest of his classmates were huddling together in front of the sofa.
He tightly squeezed the poker in his hand, walked over, and threw it on the coffee table with a snap.
"The rest of the playing cards are here, let's get started."
Cun Tou glanced at the pile of cards on the table, then raised his eyes and turned to the others, "Everyone, please sit down first."
Chen Ling walked to the hospital bed and pulled the quilt for Wu Weiwei, "When necessary, go to the door to protect the law. The Yin Qi in the hospital on July [-] is soaring, and those ghosts who died of illness may come out."
Wu Weiwei stretched out his hand and made an OK gesture.
When Chen Ling came to the coffee table, several places opposite the coffee table were covered, so he could only stand or squat.
The fat man was in charge of shuffling the cards, and the other two who had been silent were in charge of dividing all the shuffled cards into two, and then distributed them to the six people present.
The playing cards were quickly dealt out, and the five people opposite Chen Ling refused to build the first deck of bridge cards. They all looked at Chen Ling and said, "Come on, build the first deck first."
Chen Ling said indifferently, "Okay."
Everyone present drew two cards from their decks and handed them to Chen Ling. In less than 3 minutes, the first deck of bridge cards was completed.
Fatty sweated on his forehead, and with trembling hands, he placed a poker card on the first layer and held it with two fingers.
Inch came in second. He matched his poker cards with the fat man's to form a triangular prism, and then looked at the other two people who hadn't spoken much, "It's your turn."
The two men picked up the poker tremblingly, followed the movements of Bunny and Fatty, and completed the second triangular prism.
According to the rules of the game, the fifth person should place a poker card on top of the two triangular pillars as the "bridge deck".
Without waiting for an inch to speak, He Jiajun spoke first, and said to Chen Ling in a commanding tone: "It's your turn."
Chen Ling's movements were fast and steady, and he withdrew after placing the "bridge deck".
After finishing this step, the four of them took turns to remove their fingers starting from the inch head.
Thankfully, the Poker Bridge is intact and not in any tendency to collapse.
The second layer is one-fifth completed, and the next rules are the same, and so on.But until the end of the third floor, He Jiajun refused to participate in the game, and the card in his hand was always pressed under the glass ashtray.
After one round, it was his turn again, Chen Ling looked at He Jiajun, "Are you sure you don't want to play?"
He Jiajun's face was tense and he didn't speak.
Chen Ling's Ace of Hearts was used when building the first floor, and the other four also put the poker into the poker bridge in the next game.
Only He Jiajun was left.
The blood-stained poker card looked unlucky, and he didn't dare to touch it at all.
Seeing that the transfer student just asked a question and didn't say anything, Cuntou scolded a coward, stood up from the sofa, and grabbed He Jiajun who was limp all over: "You don't have the right to be arrogant just because your family is rich. Well, why are you so fucking silent now? I want us to help you get rid of the blame, let me tell you, it’s impossible! You have to let go of this card even if you don’t let it go!”
"Let go of me!" He Jiajun angrily pushed his chest, "What if I won't put it on? You have the guts to help me!"
He couldn't be fooled by Cuntou, he snorted coldly, picked up the ashtray, pulled out the playing cards, and threw them directly in He Jiajun's face, "It's your turn, put them on!"
When the playing cards hit his face, they happened to touch He Jiajun's lips. I don't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that the blood spilled into his mouth as if he had his own consciousness.
Poohed several times in disgust, He Jiajun wiped his mouth, and stared at Cun Tou viciously: "Zhao Qiang, don't be so fucking shameless, believe it or not, I'll kill you!"
"What are you playing with me? If you have the ability to play with Zhou Yuanxin!" Now, who cares about power and money, the inch-headed finger pointed at the tip of He Jiajun's nose and said, "If you don't put this card down, we will I won't continue playing, at worst, we will die together!"
The ruthlessness on Cun Tou's face can't deceive anyone, He Jiajun doesn't show it on the face, but he is a little scared in his heart.
If the card is dropped, if he is lucky, he may not be the last one to lose, but if he never drops the card, none of the six people present will be able to escape!
After weighing it, He Jiajun finally picked up his bloody poker card and placed it tremblingly on the "bridge deck" on the third floor.
The poker bridge is very stable, as if stuck in glue.
The big stone in He Jiajun's heart finally fell, he raised his eyebrows too much, and was about to signal the second person to put the playing cards on, when the fingers holding the playing cards suddenly trembled.
The solid poker bridge collapsed instantly.
He Jiajun froze in place, then stood up and looked furiously at the five people present, "Which of you touched my hand just now? Who is it!"
The winner or loser of the game has been decided, Bunny took away the poker from the hands of the other five people, and said to He Jiajun with a smile: "Young Master He, you are delusional, just now your own hand was there, and none of us moved."
He Jiajun's face was pale, and his fingertips trembled violently.
It's not an illusion at all, he just felt that someone pressed his hand.
Just one click, just one click!The cards just collapsed...
The game was over, there was no need for everyone to stay any longer, and Cun Tou left quickly with a few people. Before leaving, he was afraid of bad luck, so he intentionally left the playing cards in the ward so that Chen Ling could clean them up.
Chen Ling sat on the sofa and stacked the playing cards one by one.
After he finished packing, He Jiajun hadn't left yet, Chen Ling raised his head and asked him, "Are you afraid?"
He Jiajun poked his neck and said, "I'm afraid of a bird!" He has been swearing more and more recently, and his temper is outrageous. The masks that he wore on his face in the past have been torn off at some point .
He rubbed the center of his brows irritably, glanced at the poker cards held by Chen Ling, trembled all over, and ran out as if fleeing.
When He Jiajun returned to the ward, he got into the quilt, wrapped his body tightly, and only showed a pair of eyes to observe the surroundings.
With a click, the door opened, and the nurse came in with a basin.
She glanced at the people on the hospital bed, and frowned suspiciously. Afraid of being annoying, she didn't dare to ask more questions, took out the washed clothes in the basin, dried them in the bathroom, and left the ward consciously.
Looking at the empty ward, He Jiajun froze all over. He pulled down the quilt covering his chin, and shouted, "Sister Wu, Sister Wu!"
The nurse was chatting with the nurse in the corridor, and hurried back when she heard it, "What's the matter, Master He?"
"It's okay." He grabbed the quilt tightly and said in a vicious voice, "You will stay in the ward today, and you are not allowed to go anywhere."
The nurse frowned in embarrassment, "What about tonight's supper?"
"Don't eat!" At the age of fifteen or sixteen, He Jiajun had to send his nurses to buy things for him every night. Sometimes it was the hospital cafeteria, and sometimes he had to go to a skewer shop three miles away.
The nurse was very happy and let out a sigh.
There were more people in the ward, and He Jiajun felt less afraid.
He kicked away the hot quilt, lowered his head and touched his arm hanging on his chest, and asked suddenly: "Didn't you come from the countryside? Rural people should be very superstitious, do you know how to drive away ghosts and evil spirits?" of."
The contempt and class concept revealed in the words made the nurse feel uncomfortable, and her tone became cold, "Ai Cao."
He Jiajun was really happy when he knew that the hooligans burned the hanging tree with grass, but the reality slapped him in the face.
"I know this. It's useless. Tell me something else."
"Black dog blood?" After the nurse finished speaking, he looked at He Jiajun's bed. The place had been swollen since just now, as if someone was hiding, and He Jiajun didn't know if he didn't find it, or he deliberately let people hide in his bed He didn't even say anything.
Knowing that the rich young master has a bad temper, the nurse frowned for fear of being scolded again, and said nothing.
"You can't get black dog blood now, so you can talk about something else." After He Jiajun finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and scratched his thigh.
The nurse pursed her lips, "By the way, there are glutinous rice."
This thing is common and easy to buy, He Jiajun immediately said: "Go to the supermarket and buy it for me now, the more the better!"
The nurse quickly left with the eco-friendly bag and wallet, along with the temperature in the ward.
He Jiajun looked out the window, the sky was pitch black, and the building in the distance that should have been brightly lit turned off the lights today, looking from a distance like a huge tombstone standing on the ground.
He was taken aback by his own thoughts, and for the sake of courage and to make the ward more popular, he turned on the TV.
A documentary is playing on TV, talking about the customs and culture of Xiangxi.An old woman in national costume is sewing a quilt with a needle and thread.
The quilt is made of pieces of colorful cloth, which is very beautiful, but in He Jiajun's eyes, it looks vulgar and old-fashioned.
He picked up the remote control and pressed it a few times, but the TV screen did not change.
So he pressed hard a few more times, and the documentary was still playing.
He slapped the remote control on the bedside table a few times irritably, pointed it at the TV again, and was just about to press it when he heard a rustling sound.
He Jiajun's back felt cold, he sat up straight suddenly, and looked around warily.
After a few seconds, he sat back on the hospital bed laxly. The voice he heard just now came from the TV. The old woman held up the quilt with her hands and lowered her head to mend a few stitches at the stitching.
Her head was buried very low, which is a movement that normal humans cannot do.
He Jiajun finally realized what was wrong, he directly smashed the remote control at the screen.
With a bang, a bright spot was smashed on the screen.It was as if some switch was touched, and the screen suddenly advanced.
The old lady pierced the needle into the fabric again and again, and then pushed the needle out from the bottom. The fabric rubbed against each other, and the rustling noise not only did not stop, but became louder and louder.
He Jiajun hugged his head and let out an ah. He put his hands on the bed quilt and wanted to back away, but he touched a tough object.
He looked down, and there was a figure in the quilt beside him at some point.
The figure lay quietly, stiff as a rock.
He Jiajun swallowed, stared in a daze, and lifted the quilt...
The person on the hospital bed stared at him straightly, with obvious strangle marks on his neck.
"Ghost! Ghost!" He Jiajun fell off the bed and ran into the corridor.
However, the moment he stepped into the corridor, the bell in front of the duty desk rang, and it was already eleven o'clock at night.
The nurses at the duty desk were sleeping on the table. When He Jiajun passed by, he slapped the table frantically. None of the three nurses responded.
After a brief hesitation, he got into the duty desk and huddled at the feet of two of the nurses.
He bit his nails, trembling all over his body, his eyes were fixed on the floor, he didn't dare to go left, let alone go right, for fear of seeing Zhou Yuanxin walk in.
Pat, clack, clack... The sound of footsteps from far to near.
In a few blinks, He Jiajun saw a pair of feet.
First the toes touch the ground, and then the heels drop... This walking posture can be recognized even if it turns into ashes!
He Jiajun didn't want to raise his head, but his body got out from under the table disobediently.
"Remember the game you used to play with me?" Zhou Yuanxin disappeared and moved behind him, with a cold breath spraying, "You said, if I can't run out of school in ten seconds, you will be in front of me." Burn a hole in your body."
"I didn't! That's not what I played with you!" He Jiajun strangled his thigh, tears filled his eyes.
"I heard it, I heard it..." Zhou Yuanxin smiled lowly, his voice seemed to be integrated with the air, very light, "I heard everything you said to Cheng Le."
He Jiajun could no longer argue for himself, he could only beg for mercy: "Zhou Yuanxin, I was wrong, I was really wrong! I, I just want to tease you, really, I have no ill intentions towards you!"
Seeing that Zhou Yuanxin refused to speak, he said anxiously: "Is this good, please let me go, I will invite someone to do things for you, give you salvation, let you ascend to bliss, and reincarnate in a wealthy family in the next life."
"I don't want anything, I want you to die!" Zhou Yuanxin's voice was suddenly so sharp that it even shattered He Jiajun's eardrum, blood flowed out along the ear canal and dripped onto his shoulder.
He Jiajun frowned in pain, he pressed his ears firmly, "I was wrong, I was really wrong!"
There was no sound around, and Zhou Yuanxin had disappeared.
Enduring the pain, He Jiajun seized the opportunity to escape. He stumbled all the way into an office.
The office is huge and extremely cold.
He randomly found a cabinet and hid in it.
It was frighteningly cold in the cabinet. After a while, He Jiajun felt his body was frozen. He shivered, and crawled out of the drawer awkwardly, and found that there were many large drawers on the surrounding walls.
The drawers were all drawn open, and there was a cold air.
Under the dim light, He Jiajun looked at the shadow at his feet, and realized after a while that what he entered was not an office at all, but a morgue!
Someone patted his shoulder suddenly, and he turned his head reflexively.
A "person" with half of his head missing stood behind him, smiling strangely at him.
He Jiajun felt his heart jumping into his throat, panting exaggeratedly, and ran away, but was thrown back.
In front of the eyes, on the left, and on the right, there are all ghosts, some have guts broken, some have festered faces... They surrounded He Jiajun in the center, and their eyes were shining with green light.
It’s over.
A thought flashed through He Jiajun's mind. Enduring the pain of being bitten, he desperately stretched out his hand towards the door.
Fate was kind to him after all, just when he thought he was going to die, the door opened, and Zhou Yuanxin stood there upright, looking at him silently.
Pain densely spread all over his body, He Jiajun's consciousness became more and more blurred, his eyelids were heavy and he couldn't open them.
When Chen Ling arrived, he was already dying. There was no wound on his body, but he kept yelling about pain.
Zhou Yuanxin stared at the young man viciously. A few days ago, he had a little kind soul, but now he was completely blinded by hatred, and he even hated Chen Ling and Wu Weiwei together.
"You want to save him?" He lowered his head and padded his feet.
Chen Ling glanced at Wu Weiwei, and asked him to secretly hand him the ink bucket net, "I'm saving you."
Zhou Yuanxin's eyes were dark and heavy, "I don't need you to save me! I want him to die! I want him to repay me a hundredfold for the humiliation and pain I have suffered!"
He obviously didn't want to negotiate in a friendly manner, and before he finished speaking, he had already rushed towards He Jiajun.
The ink fountain net in Chen Ling's hand was thrown out, enveloping him completely, but now Zhou Yuanxin has been influenced by the outside world, and with the blessing of July and a half's yin energy, he is no longer the poor soul who had just died back then.
Regardless of the burn wound on his body by the ink fountain thread, he just tore the net thread in half.
Wu Weiwei cursed, and took out another new guy from his backpack.
It was a simple slingshot made of thunderbolt peach wood.
Chen Ling caught the new weapon thrown in the air, and raised his eyebrows, "The craftsmanship is good."
Immediately, he took out an evil-breaking talisman without a seal, kneaded it into a ball and put it in the leather pocket, grasped the slingshot horizontally and pulled the rubber band, aiming at Zhou Yuanxin.
He spread his hands, "If you want to play with yourself, I don't have time to spare."
Cun Tou stood up, "What do you mean? If we don't complete the game, none of us can escape!"
"Is it related to me?" He Jiajun sneered, with a bit of pride in his tone, "My poker cards have been burned. Without props, how can I play games with you?"
He paused, lay back slowly, and leaned on the hospital bed, "In my opinion, you might as well go and burn the playing cards, so as not to feel sick."
The few people at the door immediately began to hesitate after hearing the words.
The fat man said: "I think it makes sense, it's better...not as good as us..."
"Did you forget that the first person to get the playing cards also tore up the playing cards, and the result?!"
As a result, the playing cards came back intact.
The fat man opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything in the end, he just felt that the playing cards in his trouser pocket were stabbed like thorns.
He Jiajun's face also changed, he gritted his teeth, "Anyway, my poker cards are gone, you guys are free to kill yourself, it has nothing to do with me!"
Cun Tou wanted to get angry but didn't dare, clenched his fists angrily, turned to look at the others, "It's fine if he doesn't play, we can play by ourselves!"
After speaking, he looked at the transfer student again: "Are you coming with us?"
"Together." Chen Ling put his hands in his pockets, raised his chin, "How about playing next door? My brother happened to be hospitalized next door."
Wu Weiwei had been lying in the corridor eavesdropping, and immediately returned to the hospital bed after hearing the words, and put a mask on his face.
When He Jiajun heard that they were going to leave, he was not to mention how happy he was, this time the matter had nothing to do with him at all, whether these people died or lived, it was just a fun for him.
Seeing that someone was about to leave, he yelled at the door: "Excuse me, close the door."
The five left just like that, He Jiajun immediately turned over and jumped out of bed, reaching into the drawer, intending to monitor the situation next door with his usual drone.
The drone is the latest model, which is miniature and equipped with an ultra-high-definition high-speed camera, which can capture the most subtle facial expressions.
He was excited all over when he thought of the frightened shit of those people next door.
He licked his lips, and struggled to hook the box with his good hand and pull it out, but for some reason, there was an extra pulling force on the other side of the box to secretly compete with him.
He Jiajun's heart skipped a beat, thinking that something like a nail was hanging the box, he lowered his waist and looked into the cabinet.
The cabinet is not deep, so it shouldn't be so dark.
He Jiajun looked at the bottomless cabinet and became flustered. He vigilantly planned to withdraw his hand, but a cold hand grabbed his fingers first.
That hand used his arm as a pull rope, and crawled out of the cabinet little by little.
The head came out first, and when the head was raised, it was Zhou Yuanxin's bluish-white face.
In the next ward, Chen Ling stood up suddenly. He closed his eyes and released his perception quietly, feeling that his heart was still calm.
He had no choice but to push open the door of the ward and walk out, staying in the corridor.
The Yin Qi emanating from the ward in front of him did not contain hostility, which meant that Zhou Yuanxin did not intend to kill He Jiajun now at all. If he guessed correctly, Zhou Yuanxin should have come here to give playing cards on purpose.
He Jiajun in the room was shivering, the cold touch stunned the back of his head, there was a sharp ringing in his ears, he couldn't move his body, and he couldn't even make a sound from his throat.
After Zhou Yuanxin crawled out of the cabinet, he put a bloody poker and the rest of the poker into his hand.
He Jiajun's upper and lower teeth were fighting frantically, making a rattling sound, and he saw Zhou Yuanxin stand up from in front of him and pass by on his feet.
When he could move, he turned and looked behind.
Apart from myself, there was no other person in the ward.
He Jiajun trembled all over, and sat limply on the ground, dense sweat dripped from his forehead and back, as if he had just been picked up from the water.
After sitting on the ground for a long time, he supported the ground with one hand and slowly stood up.
His eyes fell on the poker cards in his hand.
The blood is fresh, does it mean that something happened to those gangsters?The more He Jiajun thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he didn't know where the strength came from, so he ran, smashed open the door of the ward and rushed into the corridor, facing Chen Ling.
Chen Ling glanced at the cards in his hand: "Let's go."
"You already knew, right? You waited for me here on purpose." He Jiajun realized something, and shouted loudly, "You and Zhou Yuanxin must be in the same group! Did you recruit him?!"
"No." Chen Ling said impatiently, "The hospital is not a clean place, and it will be dark if you wait any longer."
He Jiajun suddenly remembered the tingling sensation on his arm just now, he pushed Chen Ling away with his shoulder, and went directly into the next ward without knocking on the door.
On the only bed in the ward, lay a man wearing a mask, while the rest of his classmates were huddling together in front of the sofa.
He tightly squeezed the poker in his hand, walked over, and threw it on the coffee table with a snap.
"The rest of the playing cards are here, let's get started."
Cun Tou glanced at the pile of cards on the table, then raised his eyes and turned to the others, "Everyone, please sit down first."
Chen Ling walked to the hospital bed and pulled the quilt for Wu Weiwei, "When necessary, go to the door to protect the law. The Yin Qi in the hospital on July [-] is soaring, and those ghosts who died of illness may come out."
Wu Weiwei stretched out his hand and made an OK gesture.
When Chen Ling came to the coffee table, several places opposite the coffee table were covered, so he could only stand or squat.
The fat man was in charge of shuffling the cards, and the other two who had been silent were in charge of dividing all the shuffled cards into two, and then distributed them to the six people present.
The playing cards were quickly dealt out, and the five people opposite Chen Ling refused to build the first deck of bridge cards. They all looked at Chen Ling and said, "Come on, build the first deck first."
Chen Ling said indifferently, "Okay."
Everyone present drew two cards from their decks and handed them to Chen Ling. In less than 3 minutes, the first deck of bridge cards was completed.
Fatty sweated on his forehead, and with trembling hands, he placed a poker card on the first layer and held it with two fingers.
Inch came in second. He matched his poker cards with the fat man's to form a triangular prism, and then looked at the other two people who hadn't spoken much, "It's your turn."
The two men picked up the poker tremblingly, followed the movements of Bunny and Fatty, and completed the second triangular prism.
According to the rules of the game, the fifth person should place a poker card on top of the two triangular pillars as the "bridge deck".
Without waiting for an inch to speak, He Jiajun spoke first, and said to Chen Ling in a commanding tone: "It's your turn."
Chen Ling's movements were fast and steady, and he withdrew after placing the "bridge deck".
After finishing this step, the four of them took turns to remove their fingers starting from the inch head.
Thankfully, the Poker Bridge is intact and not in any tendency to collapse.
The second layer is one-fifth completed, and the next rules are the same, and so on.But until the end of the third floor, He Jiajun refused to participate in the game, and the card in his hand was always pressed under the glass ashtray.
After one round, it was his turn again, Chen Ling looked at He Jiajun, "Are you sure you don't want to play?"
He Jiajun's face was tense and he didn't speak.
Chen Ling's Ace of Hearts was used when building the first floor, and the other four also put the poker into the poker bridge in the next game.
Only He Jiajun was left.
The blood-stained poker card looked unlucky, and he didn't dare to touch it at all.
Seeing that the transfer student just asked a question and didn't say anything, Cuntou scolded a coward, stood up from the sofa, and grabbed He Jiajun who was limp all over: "You don't have the right to be arrogant just because your family is rich. Well, why are you so fucking silent now? I want us to help you get rid of the blame, let me tell you, it’s impossible! You have to let go of this card even if you don’t let it go!”
"Let go of me!" He Jiajun angrily pushed his chest, "What if I won't put it on? You have the guts to help me!"
He couldn't be fooled by Cuntou, he snorted coldly, picked up the ashtray, pulled out the playing cards, and threw them directly in He Jiajun's face, "It's your turn, put them on!"
When the playing cards hit his face, they happened to touch He Jiajun's lips. I don't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that the blood spilled into his mouth as if he had his own consciousness.
Poohed several times in disgust, He Jiajun wiped his mouth, and stared at Cun Tou viciously: "Zhao Qiang, don't be so fucking shameless, believe it or not, I'll kill you!"
"What are you playing with me? If you have the ability to play with Zhou Yuanxin!" Now, who cares about power and money, the inch-headed finger pointed at the tip of He Jiajun's nose and said, "If you don't put this card down, we will I won't continue playing, at worst, we will die together!"
The ruthlessness on Cun Tou's face can't deceive anyone, He Jiajun doesn't show it on the face, but he is a little scared in his heart.
If the card is dropped, if he is lucky, he may not be the last one to lose, but if he never drops the card, none of the six people present will be able to escape!
After weighing it, He Jiajun finally picked up his bloody poker card and placed it tremblingly on the "bridge deck" on the third floor.
The poker bridge is very stable, as if stuck in glue.
The big stone in He Jiajun's heart finally fell, he raised his eyebrows too much, and was about to signal the second person to put the playing cards on, when the fingers holding the playing cards suddenly trembled.
The solid poker bridge collapsed instantly.
He Jiajun froze in place, then stood up and looked furiously at the five people present, "Which of you touched my hand just now? Who is it!"
The winner or loser of the game has been decided, Bunny took away the poker from the hands of the other five people, and said to He Jiajun with a smile: "Young Master He, you are delusional, just now your own hand was there, and none of us moved."
He Jiajun's face was pale, and his fingertips trembled violently.
It's not an illusion at all, he just felt that someone pressed his hand.
Just one click, just one click!The cards just collapsed...
The game was over, there was no need for everyone to stay any longer, and Cun Tou left quickly with a few people. Before leaving, he was afraid of bad luck, so he intentionally left the playing cards in the ward so that Chen Ling could clean them up.
Chen Ling sat on the sofa and stacked the playing cards one by one.
After he finished packing, He Jiajun hadn't left yet, Chen Ling raised his head and asked him, "Are you afraid?"
He Jiajun poked his neck and said, "I'm afraid of a bird!" He has been swearing more and more recently, and his temper is outrageous. The masks that he wore on his face in the past have been torn off at some point .
He rubbed the center of his brows irritably, glanced at the poker cards held by Chen Ling, trembled all over, and ran out as if fleeing.
When He Jiajun returned to the ward, he got into the quilt, wrapped his body tightly, and only showed a pair of eyes to observe the surroundings.
With a click, the door opened, and the nurse came in with a basin.
She glanced at the people on the hospital bed, and frowned suspiciously. Afraid of being annoying, she didn't dare to ask more questions, took out the washed clothes in the basin, dried them in the bathroom, and left the ward consciously.
Looking at the empty ward, He Jiajun froze all over. He pulled down the quilt covering his chin, and shouted, "Sister Wu, Sister Wu!"
The nurse was chatting with the nurse in the corridor, and hurried back when she heard it, "What's the matter, Master He?"
"It's okay." He grabbed the quilt tightly and said in a vicious voice, "You will stay in the ward today, and you are not allowed to go anywhere."
The nurse frowned in embarrassment, "What about tonight's supper?"
"Don't eat!" At the age of fifteen or sixteen, He Jiajun had to send his nurses to buy things for him every night. Sometimes it was the hospital cafeteria, and sometimes he had to go to a skewer shop three miles away.
The nurse was very happy and let out a sigh.
There were more people in the ward, and He Jiajun felt less afraid.
He kicked away the hot quilt, lowered his head and touched his arm hanging on his chest, and asked suddenly: "Didn't you come from the countryside? Rural people should be very superstitious, do you know how to drive away ghosts and evil spirits?" of."
The contempt and class concept revealed in the words made the nurse feel uncomfortable, and her tone became cold, "Ai Cao."
He Jiajun was really happy when he knew that the hooligans burned the hanging tree with grass, but the reality slapped him in the face.
"I know this. It's useless. Tell me something else."
"Black dog blood?" After the nurse finished speaking, he looked at He Jiajun's bed. The place had been swollen since just now, as if someone was hiding, and He Jiajun didn't know if he didn't find it, or he deliberately let people hide in his bed He didn't even say anything.
Knowing that the rich young master has a bad temper, the nurse frowned for fear of being scolded again, and said nothing.
"You can't get black dog blood now, so you can talk about something else." After He Jiajun finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and scratched his thigh.
The nurse pursed her lips, "By the way, there are glutinous rice."
This thing is common and easy to buy, He Jiajun immediately said: "Go to the supermarket and buy it for me now, the more the better!"
The nurse quickly left with the eco-friendly bag and wallet, along with the temperature in the ward.
He Jiajun looked out the window, the sky was pitch black, and the building in the distance that should have been brightly lit turned off the lights today, looking from a distance like a huge tombstone standing on the ground.
He was taken aback by his own thoughts, and for the sake of courage and to make the ward more popular, he turned on the TV.
A documentary is playing on TV, talking about the customs and culture of Xiangxi.An old woman in national costume is sewing a quilt with a needle and thread.
The quilt is made of pieces of colorful cloth, which is very beautiful, but in He Jiajun's eyes, it looks vulgar and old-fashioned.
He picked up the remote control and pressed it a few times, but the TV screen did not change.
So he pressed hard a few more times, and the documentary was still playing.
He slapped the remote control on the bedside table a few times irritably, pointed it at the TV again, and was just about to press it when he heard a rustling sound.
He Jiajun's back felt cold, he sat up straight suddenly, and looked around warily.
After a few seconds, he sat back on the hospital bed laxly. The voice he heard just now came from the TV. The old woman held up the quilt with her hands and lowered her head to mend a few stitches at the stitching.
Her head was buried very low, which is a movement that normal humans cannot do.
He Jiajun finally realized what was wrong, he directly smashed the remote control at the screen.
With a bang, a bright spot was smashed on the screen.It was as if some switch was touched, and the screen suddenly advanced.
The old lady pierced the needle into the fabric again and again, and then pushed the needle out from the bottom. The fabric rubbed against each other, and the rustling noise not only did not stop, but became louder and louder.
He Jiajun hugged his head and let out an ah. He put his hands on the bed quilt and wanted to back away, but he touched a tough object.
He looked down, and there was a figure in the quilt beside him at some point.
The figure lay quietly, stiff as a rock.
He Jiajun swallowed, stared in a daze, and lifted the quilt...
The person on the hospital bed stared at him straightly, with obvious strangle marks on his neck.
"Ghost! Ghost!" He Jiajun fell off the bed and ran into the corridor.
However, the moment he stepped into the corridor, the bell in front of the duty desk rang, and it was already eleven o'clock at night.
The nurses at the duty desk were sleeping on the table. When He Jiajun passed by, he slapped the table frantically. None of the three nurses responded.
After a brief hesitation, he got into the duty desk and huddled at the feet of two of the nurses.
He bit his nails, trembling all over his body, his eyes were fixed on the floor, he didn't dare to go left, let alone go right, for fear of seeing Zhou Yuanxin walk in.
Pat, clack, clack... The sound of footsteps from far to near.
In a few blinks, He Jiajun saw a pair of feet.
First the toes touch the ground, and then the heels drop... This walking posture can be recognized even if it turns into ashes!
He Jiajun didn't want to raise his head, but his body got out from under the table disobediently.
"Remember the game you used to play with me?" Zhou Yuanxin disappeared and moved behind him, with a cold breath spraying, "You said, if I can't run out of school in ten seconds, you will be in front of me." Burn a hole in your body."
"I didn't! That's not what I played with you!" He Jiajun strangled his thigh, tears filled his eyes.
"I heard it, I heard it..." Zhou Yuanxin smiled lowly, his voice seemed to be integrated with the air, very light, "I heard everything you said to Cheng Le."
He Jiajun could no longer argue for himself, he could only beg for mercy: "Zhou Yuanxin, I was wrong, I was really wrong! I, I just want to tease you, really, I have no ill intentions towards you!"
Seeing that Zhou Yuanxin refused to speak, he said anxiously: "Is this good, please let me go, I will invite someone to do things for you, give you salvation, let you ascend to bliss, and reincarnate in a wealthy family in the next life."
"I don't want anything, I want you to die!" Zhou Yuanxin's voice was suddenly so sharp that it even shattered He Jiajun's eardrum, blood flowed out along the ear canal and dripped onto his shoulder.
He Jiajun frowned in pain, he pressed his ears firmly, "I was wrong, I was really wrong!"
There was no sound around, and Zhou Yuanxin had disappeared.
Enduring the pain, He Jiajun seized the opportunity to escape. He stumbled all the way into an office.
The office is huge and extremely cold.
He randomly found a cabinet and hid in it.
It was frighteningly cold in the cabinet. After a while, He Jiajun felt his body was frozen. He shivered, and crawled out of the drawer awkwardly, and found that there were many large drawers on the surrounding walls.
The drawers were all drawn open, and there was a cold air.
Under the dim light, He Jiajun looked at the shadow at his feet, and realized after a while that what he entered was not an office at all, but a morgue!
Someone patted his shoulder suddenly, and he turned his head reflexively.
A "person" with half of his head missing stood behind him, smiling strangely at him.
He Jiajun felt his heart jumping into his throat, panting exaggeratedly, and ran away, but was thrown back.
In front of the eyes, on the left, and on the right, there are all ghosts, some have guts broken, some have festered faces... They surrounded He Jiajun in the center, and their eyes were shining with green light.
It’s over.
A thought flashed through He Jiajun's mind. Enduring the pain of being bitten, he desperately stretched out his hand towards the door.
Fate was kind to him after all, just when he thought he was going to die, the door opened, and Zhou Yuanxin stood there upright, looking at him silently.
Pain densely spread all over his body, He Jiajun's consciousness became more and more blurred, his eyelids were heavy and he couldn't open them.
When Chen Ling arrived, he was already dying. There was no wound on his body, but he kept yelling about pain.
Zhou Yuanxin stared at the young man viciously. A few days ago, he had a little kind soul, but now he was completely blinded by hatred, and he even hated Chen Ling and Wu Weiwei together.
"You want to save him?" He lowered his head and padded his feet.
Chen Ling glanced at Wu Weiwei, and asked him to secretly hand him the ink bucket net, "I'm saving you."
Zhou Yuanxin's eyes were dark and heavy, "I don't need you to save me! I want him to die! I want him to repay me a hundredfold for the humiliation and pain I have suffered!"
He obviously didn't want to negotiate in a friendly manner, and before he finished speaking, he had already rushed towards He Jiajun.
The ink fountain net in Chen Ling's hand was thrown out, enveloping him completely, but now Zhou Yuanxin has been influenced by the outside world, and with the blessing of July and a half's yin energy, he is no longer the poor soul who had just died back then.
Regardless of the burn wound on his body by the ink fountain thread, he just tore the net thread in half.
Wu Weiwei cursed, and took out another new guy from his backpack.
It was a simple slingshot made of thunderbolt peach wood.
Chen Ling caught the new weapon thrown in the air, and raised his eyebrows, "The craftsmanship is good."
Immediately, he took out an evil-breaking talisman without a seal, kneaded it into a ball and put it in the leather pocket, grasped the slingshot horizontally and pulled the rubber band, aiming at Zhou Yuanxin.
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