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The darkness, the darkness where you can't see your fingers, the rustling sound of the soles rubbing against the red carpet can't tell you from me.

"Here, this is the room where the former owner of the villa played games." Holding a flashlight, Jiu Wuhui stopped in front of a door, leaned forward and pushed hard.

The door embroidered with chains made a broken sound like an old man's panting, and the invisible realm in the void was touched, causing faint blue water ripples.

There was nothing in the door but dust.

"Haha, I knew that the haunted house was a lie spread by people without courage." Jiu Wuhui grinned and waved to the people outside the door, "Come in, we've come here, no one is afraid, right?"

His flashlight only flicked around outside the door, and Keigo Atobe, whose eyes were pierced suddenly in the light circle, clicked his tongue in displeasure. He half-covered his eyes and walked in, looking at the dust on the carpet with disgust.

People outside the door came in one after another, and Akashi Seijuro was still the last one.

"Close the door and close the door! Closing the door has an atmosphere!" Jiu Wuhui waved vigorously.

The red-haired boy turned around and grabbed the doorknob. He didn't notice the small gap in the door when Jiuwuhui opened his mouth and turned around.

It's a small place, just big enough for a child to pass through.

"Crack." The door lock closed.

Akashi Seijuro let go of the doorknob and walked to a corner of the room.

The Four Corners Game is a very classic and very simple ghost game: In a completely dark room with no lighting, four people stand on the four corners of the room and sort them clockwise or counterclockwise.The first person started walking in the dark and sticking to the corner until he touched the second person's shoulder.The person who was tapped on the shoulder moves forward, the first person stays in place to take his place, and the process repeats in turn.

Except for the first step taken by the first person who does not need assistance, everyone can only move forward after being tapped on the shoulder.

Jiu Wuhui volunteered to be the first person, he is like a general singing on the stage, he has no fear of planting a few more flags.

Jiu Wuhui and the three captains walked to the corner and stood in order, and Genichiro Sanada led the others to stand in the middle of the room and count heads one by one.

"The number of people is right, we can start." Genichiro Sanada raised his voice and shouted.

This room is really big, talking loudly will even produce an echo, and it takes one or two minutes to walk from the center where Genichiro Sanada is to the corner where the four of them are.

"Let's start quickly." Keigo Atobe, who was standing in the second place, stretched his neck, displeased with the too dark environment.

Even though people's night vision is not as good as that of nocturnal animals, they can vaguely capture the outlines of their surroundings after staying in the dark for a long time.However, this room seemed to be shrouded in complete darkness. No matter how wide the eyes were opened until the bloodshot eyes were pumping, the pupils were still filled with darkness.

The last flashlight went out, and silence enveloped the room, Jiu Wuhui cleared his throat: "I'm starting!"

The sound of footsteps was the only sound that could be captured. Keigo Atobe counted his steps slowly, and the sound got closer and closer to his ears, and finally stopped behind him.

With a push on Atobe Keigo's back with both hands, his steps moved forward involuntarily.

Only by walking alone can we know how important light is to human beings.There is black mist everywhere, walking on the solid carpet but feeling that there is nowhere to settle, as if every step is going to be empty, falling straight into the dark abyss.

The only thing he can rely on is the wall around him. The decayed smell like burning wet wood poured into his nostrils. Keigo Atobe frowned and walked forward.

Yukimura Seiichi continued to walk forward, and Keigo Atobe stayed in his position, trying to capture the figure within half a meter of him.

No, except for the second when the palms of the hands were pressed against the back, he actually felt that he was the only one in the room, mechanically waiting for the hands behind him to push him forward.

Only one person is walking each round, and the sound of footsteps is only one person's.Nioh Masaharu in the center of the room counted silently, and heard Yukimura Seiichi stop, and the footsteps were Akashi Seijuro.

That's it, it's over, Nioh Masaharu thought.

The Four Corners Game is an ingenious rebuttal game. There are four people in four corners. Do you think this game can be played endlessly?

No, it only plays one round.

The principle is simple: except that the first person does not need to be patted on the shoulder for the first step, all the others must wait for someone to pat themselves on the shoulder before they can move forward.

Hisabu Teru went to Atobe Keigo's position and patted him on the shoulder, Atobe Keigo advanced until he took the position of Yukimura Seiichi, Yukimura Seiichi advanced to pat Akashi Seijuro's shoulder, and Akashi Seijuro?

The corner he was going to originally belonged to Jiu Wuhui was empty.

game over.

"Why does my uncle play house with the mentally handicapped instead of playing tennis?" Atobe Keigo thought deeply. He turned on the flashlight twice. The big face of Jiu Wuhui behind Bu Jingwu.

Atobe Keigo:"!"

He would never admit that he was scared, never!

Jiu Wuhui patted Keigo Atobe carelessly: "What are you doing, it's your turn to go."

Walking is a pathetic inertia, and the darkness does not allow people to turn back. It was not until Keigo Keibe came back to his senses after he patted Yukimura Seiichi on the shoulder.

He knew the rules of the four-corner game, and Jiu Wuhui shouldn't have patted him on the shoulder at all, because there was no one at Akashi Seijuro's position.

It is very likely that Jiu Wuhui was playing a prank.He was the one who proposed to test his guts. Wouldn't it be embarrassing for him if he didn't find anything abnormal?

The four-corner game is too easy to use hands and feet. Jiu Wuhui can move forward without anyone patting the shoulder. After walking through a few rounds, he directed and acted and shouted: "Who is patting me on the shoulder?" Horror atmosphere Won't you just get up?

Atobe Keigo felt that he had guessed Jiu Wuhui's routine.

Yukimura Seiichi and Akashi Seijuro thought the same way, especially the latter, he was sure that he had never patted anyone on the shoulder at all, and it was Jiu Wuhui who added the scene to himself.

Why didn't I realize that this friend was a dramatist before?

The game went on round after round.

Everyone was waiting, waiting for the young master with strong self-esteem to shout, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

They have the money to hold a money field but not the money to hold a personal field. They pinch their thighs and scream twice to set off the atmosphere, and this nonsensical test of courage can be successfully concluded.After that, they went back to each house to find their own mothers, and Bingdi and Li Haida could make another appointment for a friendly match in the countryside.

perfect.

Keigo Atobe felt another tap on his shoulder.

He was tired, his legs were sore, and he didn't want to go.

What is it like to play a horror game as a walking race?You play them well and take the show well. Isn’t it delicious when everyone and He Meimei finish this round and go home?

"Let's discuss it." Atobe Keigo didn't want to leave, "I am willing to gamble and risk my life to accompany Junzi. I have spent more than two hours in this dusty dump, have you had enough?"

"I didn't play enough, I didn't play enough." Jiu Wuhui tilted his head and said, "Don't you want to accompany me? No, no, the person who was tapped on the shoulder must move forward."

His hand patted Atobe Keigo's shoulder, Atobe Keigo could only feel the wet touch on his back, and his tired legs walked forward involuntarily.

Tired and dizzy.

Thanks to the day-to-day exercise of the youth in the sports department, Keigo Atobe still has residual physical strength. The lack of oxygen from excessive exercise has taken away part of his thinking ability, but it has made his intuition clearer.

Many people say that teenagers who are athletic are idiots who are intuitive, but intuition is the only life-saving magic weapon when the mind is disturbed and the five senses are deprived.

"Just now Hisutake Teru's tone... so strange..." Keigo Atobe thought.

Continuously repeating his own demands, childish language obsession and stubborn behavior, unlike that rough son-in-law, on the contrary, he looks like a willful and cruel child.

There was someone in front, it was Yukimura Seiichi.

Atobe Keigo didn't want to continue another cycle, he decided not to stop to pat Yukimura Seiichi on the shoulder.

The young man lowered his head slightly after walking for a long time, and from the corner of his tired eye he saw his hand raised against the will of his brain.

No, it wasn't his hand that was raised.

It was a pair of hands made of black and red silt. The five spread out fingers were as thin as a five-year-old child, and black mist-like water droplets fell and rose drop by drop.

The arms of the young man who is about to enter adulthood are connected to the hands of a pair of five-year-old children. The weird disharmony makes people almost vomit, and the dizzy feeling of seeing gold stars hits the face.

"I don't want to play anymore." Seiichi Yukimura, who turned his back to Keigo Atobe, sighed, "Atobe-kun, how about the game just stop here?"

"No, no." Keigo Atobe heard himself say, the magnetic voice matched the innocent tone, "Don't you want to accompany me? No, no, the person who was tapped on the shoulder must move forward."

His eyeballs were fixed in their sockets, and his tongue curled up in a playful arc uncontrollably, like a malicious child sticking out his tongue quietly.

Those strange hands raised up and patted Yukimura Seiichi on the shoulder.

Atobe Keigo suddenly understood where the wet touch came from when he was patted on the shoulder by Jiu Wuhui.

No... this game... has been controlled by ghosts...

They're ghost children's toys... no... can't... go on...

The bloody little hand attached to Keigo Atobe moved away with the movement of patting his shoulder, and he felt better and could continue to think.

If the action of patting the shoulder can convey part of the "ghost energy", then who is the person with the most ghost energy?

Is it Jiuwuhui?Every time he pats the shoulder is done by a real ghost child himself.

No, no, there is one person in this game who can't pat other people on the shoulder from the beginning to the end.

Akashi Seijuro!