I'm A BUG In A Thriller Game

Seventh day of land reclamation Whose ears can hear far

Yu Ci didn't say anything more, after all the accidents and cleaning, it was getting late.

All the prisoners returned to their cells under guard, and the iron doors of each cell were closed one by one after the roll call.

When Feng Huai returned to the cell, he saw that his roommate had already returned.

When the little man with a goatee saw Feng Huai coming back, he immediately greeted him, "Hey!"

Feng Huai raised his eyebrows: "My name is not Hey."

The corner of Jiang Fang's mouth twitched, and he laughed dryly: "It's really humorous... I heard about the situation you encountered in the rose garden and the cafeteria, it was terrible."

Feng Huai nodded noncommittally, he walked back to the bed with some tired steps, and threw himself into the bed.

In my ears, Jiang Fang chattered in great spirit: "For the first time, I am glad that I was locked in the severe punishment room. Really, it is better than your colorful day today."

Feng Huai ignored him, closed his eyes and rested.

Jiang Fang didn't care, and continued to say to himself: "Although I have to accept the improved version of waterboarding and be poked by that disgusting prison gun, at least I feel very safe in that small and severe punishment room."

The prison guard patrolling outside the corridor came and kicked the iron gate twice as a warning: "Curfew, don't talk!"

Jiang Fang fell silent.Feng Huai relaxed his brows for the peace that had finally come.

When the patrolling prison guards walked away, unexpectedly, Jiang Fang lowered his voice and continued: "I heard..."

Feng Huai's face darkened.

He interrupted Goatee's words, raised the corners of his mouth maliciously, and looked at Jiang Fang: "Sense of security?"

"Ah, yes, the punishment room is square and small, and you can see everything at a glance. The doors and windows are locked, and there is no mirror." Jiang Fang said.The previous monsters all crawled out of the mirror.

"Monsters don't go through doors and windows. Mirrors are not the only connection channel." Feng Huai put his hands on his head and said lightly, "Where do you think the things in the cafeteria come from?"

Just three words, the goatee's face turned pale instantly.

He began to rejoice again, he was so lucky that he didn't encounter any strange things in the punishment room.

Feng Huai got a headache from Jiang Fang's babbling, he stared at the upper bunk in a dark voice, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's not only those monsters who can kill people in death row prisons."

"Really? For example?" Jiang Fang poked his head out of the upper bunk with some interest, thinking that he could discuss two tricks with the boss, until he pressed his angry eyes on Shang Feng Huai.

Jiang Fang swallowed back the words that slipped to his lips, made a gesture of silencing and shutting up, and lay back on the bed resentfully.

It's a pity that he was quiet for a short time, and suddenly sat up like an electric shock: "Ah, I just want to say, I discovered a big secret!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an iron chopstick passed through the bed and nailed obliquely into the wall behind Jiang Fang.

Jiang Fang sucked in a breath of air, "Fuck" was between his lips and teeth, and he couldn't get out of breath.

dare not come out.No life.

What secret can't be said tomorrow morning.Rest is the most important thing.

Jiang Fang covered his head and slept tightly against the edge of the bed rail, slandering in his heart why the iron chopsticks he used yesterday hadn't been taken away yet.

No one disturbed him all night.

On the second day, a group of prisoners after the morning reform through labor lined up and waited for their meals.

Jiang Fang leaned next to Feng Huai and whispered, "I'll share a secret with you. I found it in the underground corridor yesterday."

"I came out of the severe punishment room yesterday. When I walked through the long corridor, a floor tile was rotten and leaked out." Jiang Fang's voice was full of mystery, and a pair of alert eyes looked around, successfully attracting other prisoners around They, "Guess what I saw?"

Rabbit fur urged: "What's the point of selling! Hurry up!"

Say! "

"There is actually a small finger bone hidden inside!" Jiang Fang revealed the secret.

Rabbit Mao gasped: "Fingerbone?!"

"It still looks very small, maybe it's a child who is only four or five years old." Jiang Fang added.

"So, I don't know what else is buried in the tunnel corridor." The prisoner beside him said thoughtfully.

Jiang Fang vowed: "It turns out that this place was not only an orphanage, but also a mass grave."

Feng Huai frowned, no wonder there was always a seemingly invisible evil spirit here, nourishing those things so vigorously.

If it is said that many people were buried here, it would make sense.

Rabbit Mao carefully looked around to confirm that Arthur was not around, and then whispered: "You guys said that, I remember that every night before going to bed, Arthur would take out a very dirty and old book , spread out in front of his bed, he knelt and sat on the edge of the bed, muttering with his eyes closed."

Rabbit Fur is Arthur's current roommate.

"I thought it was a Bible, until I took a closer look and realized that it looked like a roll call, and the year was at the beginning of the last century." Rabbit Mao said.

"Roll roll?" Jiang Fang raised his brows suspiciously.

Rabbit Mao nodded, and was about to say something, when Jiang Fang's face suddenly changed, and he waved at him vaguely.

Seeing this, Rabbit Mao shut his mouth suddenly.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

"There are quite a lot of people here. Are you queuing for dinner here, or are you talking about secrets?" Arthur didn't know when he came over. He strode forward, stood behind the rabbit fur, and said meaningfully.

Rabbit fur trembled slightly in fright.

The other prisoners on the side started talking in twos and threes, and they all dispersed after a while.

Arthur stood where he was, seeing that everyone was leaving, he twitched the corners of his mouth and sneered, squinted at the rabbit fur who dared not look up, and said, "Why don't I stop chatting when I come here? So, I'm talking about my secret gone?"

Rabbit Mao froze for a moment, then shook his head again and again.

He laughed twice: "Everyone is just talking about the strange things that happened here."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Jiang Fang and Feng Huai as if asking for help.

Jiang Fang nodded approvingly, and replied dryly, "That's right."

"Oh, so." Arthur pretended to be enlightened, smiled at the expressionless Feng Huai, and said, "Then I know something. Are you interested?"

Jiang Fang and Tu Mao looked at Feng Huai eagerly.

"I hope it's not too boring." Feng Huai said.

Arthur smiled, and said with a pompous attitude: "I think you all know that the original site of this orphanage was built during the war."

"The orphans who couldn't be dealt with during the war were all discarded here. Later, because of the war, the director and nurses of the orphanage either died of stray bullets or escaped, and no one devoted their energy to taking care of the children here."

"Those children were abandoned and forgotten, waiting aimlessly for prayer and hope to come, a little bit of silence and despair. They were trapped here to die." Arthur said in a cadence.

He pretended to wipe the corners of his eyes, but stared evilly at Feng Huai: "It wasn't until the advent of the new century that this place was requisitioned and rebuilt and turned into a prison, that they were discovered and buried there."

"This is not only an orphanage, but also a death row prison, and even more a mass grave." Arthur lowered his voice, close to their ears, and then raised his voice abruptly, "It's not only their mass grave, but also your mass grave!"

Jiang Fang was so frightened that he trembled, his rabbit fur face was filled with blanks, and he looked at Arthur dumbly.

Arthur laughed, pleased with how he had frightened people.

Feng Huai remained expressionless, as if he was listening to a lame story.

"The souls of the dead in the mass graves have begun their carnival and revenge." Arthur's voice returned to a soft volume, and he smiled but said creepy words, "Use blood and terror to send a message to the world."

Vent the injustice and misery they have suffered. "

Jiang Fang swallowed and realized that this was the end of the story, so he said, "So those monsters before were all orphans who used to be here?"

"Monsters?" Arthur asked back. "If it were me, I wouldn't call them monsters. They are the masters of this place, the masters, and the miracle itself."

"Miracle?" Jiang Fang wondered.

"Through centuries and wars, nirvana from death, isn't it a miracle?" Arthur looked at Jiang Fang.

Jiang Fang choked, and couldn't find a rebuttal for a while, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with it.

"Then." Feng Huai said suddenly.

All eyes subconsciously focused on the pale and thin man in front of him.

"Tang Jieming's death and mutilation were also done by the souls of the orphanage? What's the reason?"

Arthur looked at Feng Huai, but didn't answer directly: "If it's a guest that the master doesn't welcome, what does it matter if he dies?"

Feng Huai looked at him coldly, and smiled sarcastically: "If those things are the owners of this place, then the thunder that fell last night must be the way of heaven."

Arthur's face darkened suddenly, and he looked at Feng Huai gloomyly.

Jiang Fang smelled the sex between the two, quickly pulled Feng Huai's sleeve, and said in a low voice: "Forget it, forget it, the prison guards have seen it, let's go quickly."

Feng Huai looked around, and saw the prison guards standing in the four corners were all looking at them, and they raised their feet and walked in their direction.

At this moment, another walkie-talkie at the prison guard's waist suddenly rang, and several prison guards stopped at the same time, picked up the walkie-talkie and looked at each other suspiciously.

It's like a strong current interference noise, nothing special.

But the eyes of those prison guards suddenly became dull, and they stood there stiffly, like wooden figures, eerily quiet and silent.

"What are they doing?" Jiang Fang asked Feng Huai in a low voice.

Feng Huai frowned slightly, and his eyes fell on the intercom that kept ringing around the waists of those people.

Several prison guards moved again. They took out the pens in their pockets at the same time, and pulled off the caps. Their movements were stiff but neat.

There was deep fear in the prison guard's eyes, which made Jiang Fang and the others even more puzzled.

"What's going on? What are they afraid of..."

Before Jiang Fang could finish his sentence, he saw the prison guards raised their arms slowly, and in the next second, they viciously inserted the tip of the pen into his ear!

"Ahhh-!"

The screams of pain exploded in the space. While screaming, the prison guards continued to move their hands uncontrollably, poking the tip of the pen into their ears over and over again.

Jiang Fang and the others stared dumbfounded at the scene in front of them, which was indescribably weird and creepy.

The electric sound of the walkie-talkie at his waist was unknowingly turned up to the maximum amidst the screams.

"Shusha...squeak...shasha..."

"Shusha... whose ears are short, Lily's ears are short..."

"Who has pointed ears, Xiao Ming's ears are pointed..."

"Whoever's ears can hear far, the dean's ears can hear far..."

"26 ears, hee hee, all gone!"

"Shusha...squeak...shasha..."

On the walkie-talkie, I gradually heard the children singing the adapted nursery rhymes.

The crisp and sharp laughter pierced their tense nerves, and everyone's faces became weird and ugly.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-10-3015:44:40~2020-11-0101:04:27期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: He Ziyin 1 piece;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!