Your time to live has been credited [unlimited]

Today's rain was too heavy, and the clear sky turned a dark green like a soot tube.The thin weeds were not covered, bit by bit the softest thing in the world bent down.

It was an irresistible force, just like the doctor's ultimate skill.

Saying two words can change the other person's life.

The other party will spare no effort and bet his whole life to complete those two words.

Even after deducting the four-day survival time, this ability is still very powerful.

I don't know how many times there have been life and death crises, and the doctor has survived by relying on this big move.

"Self-harm."

"suicide."

"You are blind."

"Pick up the money."

"Kneel down."

There is also the current "death".

As long as he can tell that the other party has ears, the victory will only belong to him.

The doctor took off his glasses and wiped them carefully with the clean part of his shirt.

"There is still a change of clothes in the car. If you drive from here to Xingma Plaza and then transfer to a taxi, you will not be caught by the camera. You can arrive at the hospital office in about 10 minutes. Let me think of a reason to prevaricate this paragraph." What time?"

He stretched his waist easily and comfortably, put on his glasses again, and wanted to witness the wonderful performance of suicide on the other side.

"If I didn't hit the wall and die of blood, I would be really sad..."

The rest of the words stuck in his throat, and the doctor's beautiful pupils suddenly widened.

I saw the little boy on the opposite side who was supposed to start the suicide link standing still in place!He stepped on the floor of the haunted house with one foot, and stepped on the dark corridor with the other, his eyes were out of focus, and his body was trembling slightly.

"what's the situation?"

The doctor was sure that his skills had not failed, and that his voice was accurate and resonant.

He was anxious, "Why didn't you carry out my orders? Your ears are obviously good!"

The roar resounded through the corridor, echoing round and round in the cramped environment.

However, the little white face on the opposite side remained motionless.

Dou Huai actually heard nothing.

His whole body was cold, his brain seemed to be covered by a large block of ice, and many bizarre images flashed in front of his eyes, without exception, all of them were bloody murder scenes.

It's like someone pressed him to quickly watch several chainsaw movies.

He could no longer hear what the doctor said, nor could he hear the muffled thunder and rain outside.Instead, there was a low cry that was almost weeping.

Harsh, messy, and far away, there are women's screams and men's cries, like ghosts coming from the depths of hell, occupying the ear canal arbitrarily.

Dou Huai understood almost instantly that these were the words of the wraiths in the haunted house, and those pictures were also the truth of the death of the wraiths.

He even saw Wang Chunhua.

The poor woman was lying on the ground in all sorts of disarray, her head and her thighs were placed together, half of her face was flattened, and the edge of her husband's knife was curled up when he cut through the bone.

"Tsk," the doctor stood where the blood wouldn't splash, and played with the two eyeballs in his hands, curling his lips in disgust, "The quality of things is getting worse and worse now."

The fear, grief and indignation of being killed by someone close to him, the wailing and despair brought about by death, are now transmitted into Dou Huai's head without a drop.

Just listening and watching, he felt that he was being killed by his family over and over again.

"Is this... what you have experienced?"

He couldn't control the trembling of his body, and physiological tears rolled down from his eyes.

Dou Huai has always regarded this matter as a task that must be completed.While resisting the heavy pressure brought by the survival game, he had to go deep into it.

very annoying.

He always stood in the position of a bystander, wanting to solve this matter quickly.

Completing the task is more important than anything else. As for the people and things in the incident, it doesn't mean much to him.

"It's no different from the designed npc, besides, what can I do as a small person? Let's forget it."

Although occasionally he feels sad for the deceased, but the instinct of survival often overwhelms all these, forcing him to look at the essence through the incident.

But now, it seems that something has changed.

"People can't, at least they shouldn't."

The lightning that pierced the sky suddenly exploded, and the dazzling white light fell into the corridor like a signal flare.

When he saw everything on the opposite side, the doctor took a step back in disbelief, and suddenly understood why his advanced skills were useless to that little boy.

Because the man's originally good ears were now covered with scorched hands!

Countless slender ghost hands stretched out from the darkness, firmly stuck to Dou Huai's side skull, and clasped his ear pinna tightly.

Wounded souls surrounded Dou Huai madly in their arms. They could not leave the land of death, but they could convey despair.

The joys and sorrows of human beings can also be interlinked.

The doctor was stunned, his heart beat heavily, and he suddenly felt the long-lost fear.

The heavy rain poured down, and the roar of thunder suddenly sounded behind him.

Yu Muqing was taken aback, and subconsciously turned his head to look outside.In just a few seconds, when he turned back, his eyes flashed.

"Varied--"

A huge force pulled his arm, desperately pulling him into the haunted house.

The doctor hurriedly wanted to open his mouth to speak, but unexpectedly, a shadow suddenly fell over his head.

"Snapped!"

The bright red five-fingerprints appeared on the doctor's face, and he was stunned.

Dou Huai's big mouth used [-]% of his strength, and Yu Mu's green eyes stared like gold stars, and his body suddenly went limp.

"This is what we've been waiting for!"

Dou Huai was completely ruthless, and the sense of death that went back and forth several times directly stimulated his potential. After feeling the doctor's momentary opening, he hugged the other's arm with both hands, and rushed into the room like crazy!

The two fell into the haunted house together!

The pain woke the doctor up. His bloodthirsty and sick face disappeared, and he fell to the ground like a baby who was caught skipping class by his parents. He got up in a hurry and rushed towards the door desperately.

How could the mouth-to-mouth murderer let him run away?

Dou Huai yanked the doctor's ankle, while he slammed into the anti-theft door and closed it directly!

"You f*ck!" The doctor couldn't help q yelling, "Fuck you! You f*cked a big f*ck! Do I have any grudges against you?! Fuck you f*ck me! I f*** you xxxx..."

Dou Huai didn't say a word, he leaned against the anti-theft door expressionlessly, looking at him coolly.

The doctor's voice became quieter towards the end, and his entire face gradually turned pale.

"Click."

There was a soft noise, and the doctor froze for a moment, turned his neck stiffly, and looked behind him slowly.

The black hair surged, and Wang Chunhua, who had only one mouth left, was tightly pressed against his back, and the scarlet mouth slowly curved.

"Welcome home….."