Picked up a bunch of hair in the game

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As he spoke, Brother Zhao reached out and took out a photo from his pocket, and handed it to Tang An.

Tang An took it, looked down, and saw a smiling little girl with black hair and black dress, and she was holding a doll in her arms, which was the one that just appeared tonight.

Blonde hair, blue eyes.

"Where did you find it?" he asked.

Brother Zhao replied, "It was in the study where Dongpeng had an accident last time."

Tang An looked carefully again, touched his chin and gasped, "The one above is not Xiaochen."

"No." Brother Zhao also took a look, "It's obvious that they look different."

After that, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Tang An, jokingly said, "You are blind."

"No," Tang An wiped his face, looking a bit vicissitudes, "It's just that he has been frequently refreshed recently, and he has begun to hesitate about himself."

"It's good to reflect on nothing." Brother Zhao patted him on the shoulder, "I'll go back and see Xiaoshen, and you can talk to Guan Bin."

"Row."

Tang An looked at the back of Xu Zhaohe walking towards the bedroom, pinching the photo in his hand, the expression on his face gradually retracted.

As for the secrets of Xu Tian and Xu Shen, he doesn't need to explore, as long as they don't stand on the opposite side of all players.

what--

Thinking of it this way, a strong sense of responsibility suddenly arises in my heart, with the aura of being so proud that everyone is drunk and I am alone.

However, before he could appreciate himself enough, he was suddenly awakened by a strong slap.

Tang An turned his head abruptly, and saw Guan Bin standing behind him, reaching out to help the glasses that he put on again at some point, and suddenly smiled wretchedly, "What are you doing?"

"........."

Tang An frowned and touched his shoulder that was slapped hard, raised his hand and flew a photo over, "Look for yourself!"

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On the other side, in the quiet and empty bedroom area, Xu Zhaohe walked down the lonely corridor with his hands in his pockets.

"Snapped--"

He gently opened the door, and it was dark inside, filled with the sweet aroma of strawberries.

He raised his eyes, walked in sideways, closed the door gently, and the sound of small footsteps gradually moved to the side of the bed.

"A rustling--"

A glowing night pearl was pulled out, rubbed lightly to lower the light.

The next moment, he looked at the center of the bed, thinking that there would be a good baby sleeping on it, but the quilt was spread on the bed properly, but there was no raised curve in the middle.

Xiaoying is not here!

Xu Zhaohe was taken aback, frowned for a moment, and was about to turn around to turn on the light, but suddenly saw the quilt being lifted up, flying out of a perfect parabola, revealing five identical dolls sitting up.

"Surprise!"

The sand sculpture doll on the far left shouted, and the other four dolls turned to look at him, and then clapped their hands perfunctorily, "Pa-pa-pa-"

Xu Zhaohe: "..."

He stretched out his hand and squeezed the space between his eyebrows, and began to understand Tang An's helplessness.

"Why are you here?"

The sand sculpture doll shouted: "How about it, are you surprised? Are you surprised? Are you happy?!"

As if shocked by his scream, the gloomy doll on the side tilted, its head fell on the bed with a "bang", and it rolled around a few times.

"what!!!"

In line with his own screams, the sand sculpture doll ran over quickly, stretched out his hands to hug the gloomy doll's head, and then ran back to press it on him, stroked his hair, and chanted: "Oh, I Poor number two."

The gloomy doll glanced at him, straightened her head silently, and sat still again.

However, at this time, the dolls had already exploded, and they all began to scold that hateful murderer, Kangkang's poor No. [-], who hasn't tried his best until now!

The doll is so cute, why kill the doll!

"Number two, you wait, I will definitely avenge you! When I find the murderer, I will cut his body into pieces, smash his bones into ashes, cut him into pieces, peel his skin and cramps, and cut him into pieces!" speech.

"Poor No. [-], woo woo woo, it's so pitiful, does it hurt?" This is cute doll No. [-].

"By the way, on the fifth, your idioms have improved a lot recently." The smiling doll on the third smiled.

"Hey," Grumpy Doll scratched her head shyly, "Let's play Idiom Solitaire next time."

All the dolls instantly forgot the topic just now, and said in unison: "Okay!"

Xu Zhaohe: "..."

He silently watched the group of cross talks, and finally couldn't help but interjected when the group of dolls were about to start a new round of discussion, "What the hell are you here for?"

The dolls were silent for a moment, and suddenly turned their heads to look at him, grinning strangely: "Hee hee——"

"........."

Brother Zhao silently took out his self-defense props. Did these dolls finally remember their identity as ghosts and plan to get down to business?

It was only the next moment that he realized that he had guessed wrong.

The window hidden behind the white curtains slammed, and then a small nimble figure came in, jumped to the ground and looked up, unfortunately, their eyes collided.

Then there was silence, and Xiaoying blinked her big innocent eyes, a little embarrassed.

The dolls huffed and scatter like birds and beasts, among which the sand sculpture doll was the loudest gloating, "giggling" with its little hands open.

"Ah, ah, Xiaoying is back! Run!"

"........."

Two seconds later, the room returned to silence, leaving only Xu Zhaohe who couldn't see any emotion, and Xiaoying who was caught after going out for a walk in the middle of the night and was caught staring.

"Snapped--"

It was the sound of the lights being turned on, and the room was brightly lit.

Xiao Ying regained consciousness in an instant, figured out her strengths, and stepped forward with a smile on her face, "Zhao Zhao."

Xu Zhaohe put away the Ye Mingzhu and sat on the bed. From his expression, he could not tell that he was born or angry, and responded without any waves: "Yes."

"I was wrong--"

Xiao Ying twisted her hands around, no matter what she thought in her heart, she just apologized first.

Afterwards, he took advantage of the victory to pursue and used a big move, and suddenly put his chin on his lap, "Boom!"

"Pfft~"

Xu Zhaohe couldn't hold back a chuckle, sighed and stretched out his arms to hug him to the bed, lay down with him, and closed his eyes tiredly, "I'm tired, sleep with me for a while."

"Oh."

Probably because Xiao Ying, who managed to get past him, lay obediently next to him, staring at the ceiling, her hands tangled up and down, and finally she couldn't help asking, "Zhao Zhao, aren't you angry?"

"Huh?" Xu Zhaohe snorted through his nose, and after a short interval, he said again, "Don't be angry."

"call--"

The slightly hot air exhaled on his face, carrying a scent similar to strawberries, but sweeter and richer than strawberries.

A hoarse voice sounded, and he said: "I know that you must have different living habits from mine, and I won't force you to do so, as long as you don't let yourself get hurt, and grow up happily and healthily, that's fine."

Xiaoying turned her head and looked at Xu Zhaohe's extremely beautiful face, her long eyelashes were obediently closed, casting a circle of shadows like butterfly wings.

His black eyes deepened, and he said solemnly, "Zhao Zhao, I will 'grow up' soon."

"Ah."

Xu Zhaohe groped and reached out to rub his head, like silent encouragement.

"Soon!" Xiaoying emphasized again.

"Well," Xu Zhaohe replied again, and then suddenly asked, "Are all those dolls your friends?"

"........."

When mentioning this, Xiaoying was silent, pouted and didn't know where to start.

How should I put it, it's almost as good as younger brothers, but it seems embarrassing to have such a group of younger brothers.

To put it bluntly, he never thought of giving them titles :)

Silently changed the subject, seeing that Xu Zhaohe was very tired after not sleeping all night, Xiao Ying took the initiative to ask, "Do you want to listen to a lullaby, Zhao Zhao?"

"Okay," Xu Zhaohe's voice was heavy with drowsiness, "Sing "Sleep, Little Baby"."

Xiaoying: "..."

Xiaoying wrinkled into a steamed bun face: "...This is a bit embarrassing."

"Heh..." Xu Zhaohe chuckled again, leaned his head towards him, and said with eyes still closed, "Then I'll sing for you."

"Ah."

After that, accompanied by the gradually brightening sky outside and the invisible clouds, stars and moon, a clear, soft, magnetic and sleepy singing voice flowed out.

"Little baby, go to sleep, I will accompany you in your dreams..."

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At eight o'clock in the morning, everyone gathered in the restaurant, and they didn't look very happy.

After a night of fear and being hunted by ghosts, I only slept for two hours near dawn, and all of my faces looked hollowed out.

The intensity of this dungeon is really too great, but in fact it didn't last long, but it was only two nights, and it was only because they hardly slept that it felt like the time was infinitely stretched.

After eating the dry steamed buns in the morning, Xiaochen appeared.

Tao You, Di Kang, and Xu Qian are all confirmed murderers, and almost everyone thinks that Yu Yu has already

It's over, they have not appeared for a long time, and there should be no chance to appear again.

However, Xiaochen stroked his golden hair, but suddenly smiled viciously, and said surprisingly: "There is still one short."

He put his hand on his chin, narrowed his gray eyes and scanned the crowd, "There is one more, I haven't found it yet."

After speaking, he put his hands behind his back, took a deep look at them one last time, and walked away.

And behind him, followed the butler with a straight back and stiff feet, with a patterned smirk on his face.

……

"Damn!" Qi Bo kicked the chair, stretched out his hand and ravaged a few handfuls of his hair, and then looked up at the others, his eyes were bloodshot.

"Why is there a murderer?! It's endless?"

For a while, no one answered his words, and they didn't know what to say.

Tang An leaned aside and lightly bumped his Brother Xu's shoulder, and when he turned his head, he winked for a while, and signaled: Brother Xu, you really guessed right.

Xu Zhaohe turned around and ignored him.

"Actually, it's easy to guess," Guan Bin stood up, straightening his collar and said, "The murderers we have found now are all because they left large or small flaws when they attacked in the later stage.

But we seem to have forgotten one more thing, and that is the dismembered doll that appeared in our meal without warning on the first night. He died before everyone was familiar with the rules, and after that, the perpetrator quietly Silently retracting its edge, it hid between us, and never showed its tail again. "

"The last murderer we have left is the very first one."

When everyone was still confused, he took the lead in attacking. After that, no matter how other people acted as monsters, TA could perfectly avoid it. He could pretend to be an ordinary player and do what he should do.

Such a person is decisive, daring to try, and proficient in disguise.

TA thinks that he can play with everyone in the palm of his hand, hiding in a dark corner and mocking wantonly.

TA must be extremely confident, and no one can escape his control.

TA may be very good in the real world, but the darkness has inspired another side of his heart;

Of course, TA may just be mediocre, so day after day, suppressing the unwillingness in his heart, until a world that ignores order appears, standing on the sticky land that nourishes desire, he begins to breathe freely, tentatively stretch Out of the dry claws deep in my heart.

Here is a paradise of desire, an abyss of indulgence, and a false center where dead bones are buried deep under the surging magma.

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