Grandma, I want to talk to you about life

Amidst the faint and intermittent infiltrating singing, Yu Fengjing controlled the heroine to explore around. This place seemed to be the wilderness that the heroine saw from the window before the car overturned, but the bus and the bus The bridge is gone.

Yes, it's gone. If the heroine did fall off the bridge in that bus, she should be able to see the wreckage of the bus and the bridge, but she didn't. In an uninhabited wilderness, the night is dark, coupled with the creepy BGM, it makes people frightened, for fear that something will rush out in the next moment.

Yu Fengjing controlled the heroine and walked for a while, but found nothing. Finally, he pondered for a while, and then walked back. Wang Xiaoming didn't understand what he was going to do at first, but found that the heroine returned to the street sign at the beginning position, suddenly asked in a daze: "Why are you back?"

Yu Fengjing squeezed Wang Xiaoming's nape with one hand, and said, "I forgot to check what's on the back of the road sign just now. To play this kind of game, you have to search every corner carefully, and you can't miss any clues. "

Wang Xiaoming had seen the horror games that Yu Fengjing played live before. He knew that when Yu Fengjing played horror games, especially decryption horror games, every time he was like a wild goose plucking his hair, he would subconsciously go to every place he passed. Search every corner, even if you are about to be scared to death, you can still be strong in the next moment and don't forget to continue searching... It is simply the conscience of the goose-plucking world.

"Oh," Wang Xiaoming understood, and in order to relieve the tense atmosphere at the moment, he muttered, "The happy birthday song in this game is too infiltrating, I almost have a psychological shadow of this song... I think after I finish playing this game, I may never want to hear this song again in my life, and of course I can’t sing it!”

Yu Fengjing smiled lowly and said, "Then what should I do on my birthday?"

Wang Xiaoming was taken aback for a moment, and then he remembered that the purpose of recording the game this time was to celebrate Yu Fengjing's birthday, and Yu Fengjing's birthday was coming soon...

"Will you not sing me a happy birthday song then?" Yu Fengjing raised his eyebrows.

"... Such a big man! Why are you still singing a happy birthday song? Do you think you are a child?" Wang Xiaoming coughed twice, pointing to the street signs on the screen and said, "It's time to focus on the game! "

Yu Fengjing pinched the nape of Wang Xiaoming's neck, and said quietly: "Obviously, I just said before that I'm a man at the age of 19, but now I'm already an adult..."

Wang Xiaoming almost caught his breath and choked into his trachea. Fortunately, Yu Fengjing quickly switched to the serious mode again. He asked the heroine to turn to the back of the road sign. Soon, the back of the road sign was as bright red as the words written in blood. The words caught the eyes of the two of them——

"Strange, if it was really blood, wouldn't the handwriting have dried up long ago? The color should have turned brown after such a long time..." Wang Xiaoming rubbed his chin, trying his best to make himself seem to understand a lot.

"Maybe these words were just written with blood..." Yu Fengjing said indifferently, he gently read the words behind the road sign, which seemed to be a nursery rhyme written in English.

Wang Xiaoming has already returned all the knowledge he has learned to the teacher, especially English, he has forgotten all about it, and being able to recite 26 letters is already the limit... Wait, is it 26 letters or 24 coming?He looked at the English on the road sign and scratched his head. After a while, he said, "Who is so boring to write these things with blood..."

"This is Menggui Ridge, what do you think?" Yu Fengjing smiled.

Wang Xiaoming shivered suddenly, and he shook for a while before saying: "What's written on it?"

"This seems to be a nursery rhyme," Yu Fengjing raised his eyebrows and said, "The content seems to say that a little girl invited her friends to her birthday party..."

Wang Xiaoming thought of the little loli who turned around on the bus before, and suddenly felt bad: "Then what...?"

"Then there is no more." Yu Fengjing said lightly.

Wang Xiaoming's heart skipped a beat, wondering if everyone died?That little girl died at the birthday party, so she left a strong resentment, so she turned into a fierce ghost every day to find people to attend the birthday party and kill those people?

... Thinking about it this way, Wang Xiaoming suddenly felt that he was simply a famous detective Wang Xiaoming!

Before the well-known detective Wang Conan Xiaoming could say "there is only one truth" and start his own reasoning, Yu Fengjing calmly interrupted him: "It seems that there is only the first paragraph of this nursery rhyme on the road sign, and this road sign is only so small. How much content do you think you can write?"

Wang Xiaoming groaned, and looked at this street sign. This street sign may not be big or small, but the bright red characters are not small. It is probably for the convenience of players to see clearly. There are only about a dozen written on a street sign. Twenty English words, such a small number of English words, even judging by his meager English level...probably cannot accommodate such a large amount of information.

So Wang Xiaoming stroked his hair in an embarrassing manner.

Yu Fengjing smiled and said, "But I probably know where to find the truth."

Wang Xiaoming looked up at Yu Fengjing, and the real detective Sherlock Holmes pointed to the street sign and said, "This nursery rhyme says that the little girl lives where the sun sets, which should refer to the west."

Wang Xiaoming thought for a minute and then asked: "Does the sun rise in the east and set in the west like China in foreign countries?"

Yu Fengjing paused for a moment, couldn't help pinching Wang Xiaoming's chin, and said helplessly: "...After you get back, you can go to Baidu and ask. Now let's finish the game."

Wang Xiaoming snorted, then raised his head and asked Yu Fengjing, "How do we know which side is east and which side is west? Do we wait until the sun comes out tomorrow?" But will this game really let them see the sun tomorrow?

Yu Fengjing shook his head, and manipulated the heroine to walk to the front of the road sign: "This is the beginning of the game, so we won't be so embarrassing for us. Look, there are east, west, north, south, and north on the front of the road sign. Just follow the arrows."

"But didn't you say that this is a street sign written by a ghost, what if it wants to trick us?" Wang Xiaoming asked weakly.

Yu Fengjing smiled slightly: "Of course the ghost lured us here so that we could find it. If it made a false location and we couldn't find it, it would be a waste of effort."

"It makes sense!" Wang Xiaoming slapped his thigh, thinking that Yu Fengjing was extremely witty!

Yu Fengjing sighed helplessly, and pinched the flesh on Wang Xiaoming's face: "Let's go, according to the road signs, we went in the wrong direction just now, no wonder we couldn't find the north, we should go this way. "

"Okay, let's go!"

Soon, the heroine came to a small town. In such an uninhabited wilderness, it is quite abrupt for a small town to appear suddenly. Moreover, this small town is still gloomy and seems to have been abandoned.

This is an abandoned town. Whether it is in horror movies or horror games, this kind of place is usually a place with high energy response. If it is live now, Wang Xiaoming thinks he will definitely see a wave of colorful high energy ahead. The barrage of reaction... unfortunately not, but Wang Xiaoming smelled something dangerous with his animal-like intuition.

Wang Xiaoming was a little timid, he leaned against Yu Fengjing again, although he was already stuck together, he still couldn't help but squeeze into Yu Fengjing's arms again, trying his best to absorb the warmth from Yu Fengjing's arms, Yu Fengjing paused, He smiled, and stretched out his hand to stroke Wang Xiaoming's back, like comforting a frightened kitten or puppy.

"Go in and have a look," Yu Fengjing put his arm around Wang Xiaoming, jumped on the keyboard with the other, and manipulated the heroine to walk towards the abandoned town, "I don't know which house is the little girl's home, I can only We searched one by one...the eleven people on the bus except for the little girl are all suspicious, maybe we can find some clues here."

"You mean that the twelve people in the car might all be from this small town?" Wang Xiaoming nestled in Yu Fengjing's arms with peace of mind, and asked at a loss. Although he also felt that those people in the car were suspicious, but With his IQ (...), it is impossible to see anything suspicious.

"I'm not sure, I just think it's possible," Yu Fengjing manipulated the heroine into the town, and immediately saw a desolate scene, and there was no one on the street as a matter of course, and the surroundings were gray, as if shrouded in a thick layer. Wu, "I suddenly thought of a question..."

"What?" Wang Xiaoming asked blankly.

"I just said that there were thirteen people in the car. Now that I think about it, it's not true." Yu Fengjing asked the heroine on the screen to push open the door of a shop on the side of the road. The dust fell, "Because there should be a driver in the car, so there should be fourteen people... But I thought again, when the heroine got in the car just now, she didn't seem to see the driver."

Wang Xiaoming only felt a chill down his spine, and after a long while, he asked weakly, "Is that car an automatic bus with no driver?"

Yu Fengjing paused, and couldn't help laughing: "It's possible...but based on the logic of horror games, I think it's more likely that the driver is a ghost, so there are really only thirteen people in the car."

Wang Xiaoming was stunned for a moment, then suddenly said: "No, maybe except for the heroine, the other twelve people... are already ghosts."

Yu Feng nodded his head and said, "It's also possible, after all, this is Menggui Ridge... All the people who appeared might be just 'Fenggui'..."

"Riding in a car with ghosts, the heroine actually dares to doze off, she is too courageous," Wang Xiaoming said silently, "But the protagonists in horror games are like this, stupid and bold, if you don't die, you won't die."

Yu Fengjing smiled noncommittally. At this time, the heroine had already walked into the store. The store had probably been abandoned for many years, and the items on the shelves had long since disappeared. The window was smashed by someone, and the cash register on the cash register was opened by someone, and the money inside was swept away, as if someone broke into the house and robbed it.

Looking at the mess on the screen, Yu Fengjing suddenly frowned and said, "Do you remember who was on the bus?"

Wang Xiaoming was taken aback for a moment, thought for a while, and said, "How many do you remember...why do you suddenly say this?"

Yu Fengjing pointed to the wall of the store on the screen, on which a few lines of words were spray-painted, just like the most common graffiti on foreign streets, he said: "There are a few punks on the bus, and one of them holds a holding a can of spray paint, and they seemed to be discussing something bad..."

Wang Xiaoming knew what Yu Fengjing was going to say, he thought about it to death, and he couldn't remember what those punks on the bus had in their hands, but since Yu Fengjing said so, it must be so, so he He slapped his thigh: "You mean this store was ransacked by those gangsters?" His male god is really witty!

Yu Feng nodded and said: "I think it's probably true, but it's very strange, the words written on the wall..."

"What's the matter?" Wang Xiaoming looked at the lines on the wall. Because they were still written in English, he couldn't recognize a few words at all. It should be some kind of threatening words written on it, such as 'I opened this road, I planted this tree, I want to pass by from now on, and stay to buy road money' or something...

"...It seems to be the continuation of the nursery rhyme on the road sign." Yu Fengjing frowned and finished speaking.

"Ah?" Wang Xiaoming's eyes widened, "What did you write?"

Yu Fengjing looked at it carefully, and then said: "It seems that after the little girl invited her friend to the birthday party, she happily waited at home for her arrival, but no matter how long she waited until the sun went down, she None of my friends came..."

"And then?" Wang Xiaoming asked curiously.

"Then there is no more." Yu Fengjing smiled slightly.

Wang Xiaoming snorted, frowned and asked, "Then shall we continue to find the follow-up to this nursery rhyme?"

"This nursery rhyme should be a clue throughout the whole game," Yu Fengjing rubbed Wang Xiaoming's face and said, "Also, the nursery rhyme on this wall seems to provide us with a new clue."

"What new clue?" Wang Xiaoming couldn't understand English, so he could only look at Yu Fengjing with a blank expression.

Yu Fengjing said: "It was mentioned on the wall that my little friend likes to read fairy tales the most, so that little girl made her birthday party a fairy tale theme, and even dressed herself up as a beautiful little princess... Do you still remember the car?" Is that the little girl on the bed, she is holding a book of fairy tales in her hand."

Thinking of the little loli who turned around, Wang Xiaoming immediately trembled: "Of course I remember, you mean, the little loli in the car is the little partner of the protagonist in the nursery rhyme? I thought she was the protagonist!"

Yu Fengjing rubbed Wang Xiaoming's hair, and said softly, "I thought so at first, but now it doesn't seem so, so who is the protagonist in this nursery rhyme?"

Wang Xiaoming shivered inexplicably. Suddenly, he remembered a detail: "I remember when I came in from the town just now, there seemed to be a bookstore on the corner of the street in front. Shall we go there and have a look?" Although this deserted town The whole place was gray and gray, but that bookstore still caught Wang Xiaoming's attention. As a full-time writer, Wang Xiaoming was quite sensitive to things like books.

Just when Wang Xiaoming finished speaking, a horrifying BGM suddenly sounded in the originally silent game. At the same time, an unknown object jumped in from the broken shop window and broke into Wang Xiaoming's sight suddenly. The unknown object seems to be a person, but it also seems to be a ghost, because it is completely out of human form, and the flesh all over the body is slightly overcooked as if being splashed with hot oil, and then falls to the ground, revealing the deepest part of the skin. The pink skin is like a baby... It moves towards the direction of the heroine on the screen bit by bit, leaving traces of grease and rotten flesh on the floor.

The heroine on the screen screamed, and Wang Xiaoming outside the screen was also frightened by the sudden appearance of the monster. He screamed and threw himself into Yu Fengjing's arms. Yu Fengjing hugged Wang Xiaoming tightly with one hand, and quickly manipulated the heroine to escape with the other. The speed of the movement was not fast, and after Yu Fengjing circled around a few times, he nimbly got rid of it.

"Damn it! What is that!" Wang Xiaoming was so frightened that he threw himself on Yu Fengjing's body and sat on Yu Fengjing's lap. He buried his face in Yu Fengjing's chest and dared not lift it up. With a crying voice.

Yu Fengjing helplessly supported Wang Xiaoming's waist with one hand, and controlled the keyboard with the other to keep the heroine on the screen running a little further: "That... monster just now seems to be one of the gangsters in the car before."

"...What?" Wang Xiaoming was stunned, and raised his head to look at Yu Fengjing.

Seeing that the corners of Wang Xiaoming's eyes seemed to be a little red, Yu Fengjing wanted to laugh, but he held back: "Well, that... just now, although the monster's face was almost rotten, the earrings on its half-rotten ears looked familiar. It's in the shape of an axe. I remember that the earrings of the little gangster on the bus with the spray paint are in the shape of an axe.

"Fuck, you remember such details so clearly! It's so abnormal!" Wang Xiaoming came back to his senses, and felt that it was a bit embarrassing for him to be so frightened that he sat on Yu Fengjing's lap, so he blushed and changed the subject , "What ear is half rotten... Don't describe it in such detail! I can't eat tonight, you are responsible!"

Yu Fengjing raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile, "Well, I'm in charge." As he spoke, he rubbed Wang Xiaoming's red earlobes with his hands.

Wang Xiaoming snorted and turned his head away. He swore that after playing this game, he would never eat pig ears again in his life!