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Facing more than a dozen gazes, the bald head only moved his eyes slightly, and looked at Mu Junbo with the same smile: "The light is so dark, you must have misread it."

Although his expression was smiling, his tone was chilling.

When Mu Junbo was stared at by him, he felt as if he would be torn to pieces in the next second.

He flinched, but the crowd around him gave him some confidence.

"That doll is in your coat pocket right now! I saw it all with my own eyes!"

The smile on the bald-headed face faded, and he agreed that Mu Junbo would come to be his roommate because he took a liking to this man's character of being weak, greedy for life and afraid of death.

He originally thought that such a person was easy to deal with, as long as he was a little coercive and lured, he could use it for himself.

He even promised benefits to Mu Junbo, but he didn't expect that this person would betray him at a critical moment.

After Mu Junbo accused the bald head, he hid aside.

Fang Li's eyes fell on the bulging part of the bald head's chest. He didn't search it, but wanted to show the other party a last trace of affection: "What else do you want to say?"

The bald man laughed twice, and said after laughing: "I have. Do you know why I can get this prop? Because I have a helper."

Everyone present frowned upon hearing this, especially Xiang Luping who was standing by the well.

Fang Li asked, "Who is it?"

The bald head didn't answer, but his gaze passed Fang Li and landed on Xiang Luping.

Seeing that everyone turned their heads to look at him, Xiang Luping was stunned for a moment, then reacted and shouted angrily, "What the hell do you mean? You want to slander me?"

"Slander? Huh." The bald head snorted coldly, and said in a disdainful tone: "Is it slander? You know in your heart that if you stole the doll and were afraid of being cursed, you would give the doll to me. Please teach Fang Li and them a lesson. How can I get this doll?"

He took out the familiar doll from his arms, and Fang Li took it. There was already a line of words on the back of the doll, which was the names of the two people who died last night.

Zhu Yicheng, who was still somewhat skeptical at first, immediately glared at the bald head.

Even Zhao Xiaotong said in a bad tone: "You are really nothing."

The bald head said, "I'm not really a good person, but at least I dare to act."

He looked at Xiang Luping with a sneer and said, "Why, you dare not admit to working with me?"

Xiang Luping's whole body was like a ignited firecracker, and his neck was red all over: "Your mother... What am I admitting? I thought about it, but I haven't had time to do it yet!"

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Fang Li suddenly heard a slight, unusual sound.

The sound was harsh, like sharp nails scraping across the stone surface, creaking and piercing the eardrum, and it became more and more obvious.

"There is a sound." Fang Li grabbed Zhu Yicheng and motioned him to listen.

Zhu Yicheng closed his eyes and listened for a while, then said, "Damn it, there seems to be something."

But he couldn't hear it as clearly as Fang Li, and there were two old men beside him who were asking each other's household registration book at the top of their voices, so it was even more difficult to hear what was going on.

Fang Li listened carefully with his ears sideways, and found that the sound did not seem to be coming from all directions, but seemed to be coming from below.

from below.

He suddenly realized something, his eyes fell on the well, and he shouted at Xiang Luping: "Get out of the way!"

However, his reminder was still one step too late.

Just as Xiang Luping ran one meter away, a pair of pale hands suddenly stretched out from the mouth of the well, nimble and quick like a snake, and dragged Xiang Luping in by his ankles, who was too late to run far beside the well.

Everything happens in an instant.

Before everyone had time to react, Xiang Luping yelled "It's not me!", and was dragged into the mouth of the well with a diameter of only half a meter by those hands in a strange posture folded from the waist in horror.

Then, there was a scream from the bottom of the well.

Everything is calm again.

Zhu Yicheng hadn't said "Damn it", someone was already doing it for him.

Although Mu Junbo stifled such a foul language, he rolled his eyes, collapsed, and fainted from the stimulation.

After the unconscious Mu Junbo was settled, Fang Li went back to the room and closed the door.

In order to prevent the partition wall from having ears, Fang Li closed the door tightly, leaving only a gap in the window.

One is for the convenience of observing the outside, and the other is to clear the air.

Because he was going to do a bold experiment - burning paintings.

"Really, is it going to be burned?" Zhu Yicheng pressed his hand, swallowed nervously, and said in a low voice: "You can think clearly, what if you burn this thing and cause any trouble? "

Fang Li held the torch with a firm look in his eyes: "Try."

There is always a gamble.

Zhu Yicheng knew that it was useless to persuade him, so he simply endured the weird feeling and shook the painting for him, and said: "Burn it, burn it."

These "special" drawing papers are flammable, and as soon as a corner is lit, the flames immediately devour the painting.

A puff of blue-black smoke came out of the burning painting, accompanied by an indescribable stench, Fang Li held his breath in time, Zhao Xiaotong inhaled it accidentally, and felt the smell rushing Tianling cover.

Forced to do nothing, they opened the window a little more.

Fang Li threw those four pictures of beauties that were fatally attractive to men into the copper basin by the window, burning quietly.

And all this is because of Fang Li's "try".

Playing cards out of routine, Mr. Gui wanted to hit someone, and Ms. Gui wanted to lift the coffin.

The painting was burning quietly. In order to avoid being smoked by the black smoke, Fang Li led the people to hide in another corner of the room.

He took the doll out of his pocket and handed it back to Yu Jiaxi.

Yu Jiaxi thanked him with the lost and recovered doll, but Fang Li shook his head and said, "This is yours in the first place, this time you have to put it away, don't let anyone steal it again."

Yu Jiaxi's eyes flickered when she heard this, and she nodded solemnly.

"Forgive me for not saying that I got this doll in a dungeon."

In fact, they already had some guesses about the doll's origin and function, but they didn't expect Yu Jiaxi to speak up.

It is understandable for people to keep some cards for themselves under such circumstances, and Fang Li didn't tell others about the necklace around his neck.

But after thinking about it, he felt that it was a bit strange that Yu Jiaxi's doll was stolen.

According to the bald head, the doll was stolen by Xiang Luping. After Xiang Luping stole the doll, he was worried that the doll would cause some disaster, so he formed an alliance with the bald head.

But just looking at Xiang Luping's reaction after being accused, it doesn't seem like a fake.

This person even shouted "It's not me" before he died. If this is also an act, then it can only be said that the actor is not as dedicated as him.

In addition, Mu Junbo said that he watched the bald head use the doll to lure the female ghost to someone else. If Xiang Luping stole the doll to the bald head, how would the two of them know how to use the doll?

A blind cat ran into a dead mouse, and hit right?

Fang Li had a vague suspicion in his heart, but he didn't show it on the surface. He asked, "Is it a prop?"

Yu Jiaxi nodded and shook her head, she said: "It is indeed a prop, called a stand-in doll. When you feel that danger is approaching, write other people's names on the back of the doll, and the other person will take the danger as a stand-in." She paused at this point Paused, as if recalling something sad, "This doll was created by a friend of mine."

At that time, they were going through a dungeon in carriage [-]. The difficulty was not so hell-level, but the rules in the dungeon were outrageous.

It was a huge dome house with twelve rooms, and 24 people lived in it in the initial state.

A rag doll and a huge lottery are hung on the roof. Every night at twelve o’clock, the lottery will be shaken out automatically. One of the numbers from one to twelve is written on the sign. The number appears, representing the corresponding room number. The people who want to compete with any weapon, the loser will replace the doll on the roof as a new doll.

If there is only one passenger in the selected room, another room will be automatically shaken, and the passengers in the two rooms will compete with each other.

This dungeon looks simple, no background is needed, and they don't need to find ways to find clues.But in fact, this is the most brutal verdict.

They are like a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered before the dungeon rules. They either wait to die or kill each other, and there is no room for resistance.

Yu Jiaxi has always been very lucky, and this time is no exception.

She lived in Room [-] with the girl named Xiao Shilin, witnessed scenes of cannibalism one after another, and lived with Room [-] to the end.

However, on the last day of the lottery, the number three was clearly written on the bamboo stick.

The two agreed to end their own lives together, but Yu Jiaxi selfishly wanted to let this little sun-like girl live, so when she made an appointment to commit suicide, she closed her eyes and secretly pointed the tip of the knife at her chest.

However, before she stabbed the knife at her, there was a muffled snort from the other side. She opened her eyes in a panic, and saw Xiao Shilin lying in her arms with a smile on her lips, with a knife on her chest.

No. 24 is an empty room, and only the two of them are left among the [-] people.

Once Xiao Shilin died, Yu Jiaxi became the final winner and was forcibly sent out the dungeon by the rules.

When she woke up, she was already back in the car, holding the doll that only served as a substitute in her hand.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo."

Zhao Xiaotong pushed him in disgust, and then asked slowly: "Are there any restrictions on using this doll?"

Zhu Yicheng glanced at her sideways, patted his buttocks, and squatted aside to look at the painting.

Yu Jiaxi was uncertain: "It seems that it can only be used three times."

Zhao Xiaotong nodded.It is normal to have a limit on the number of times. After all, you directly transfer your own danger to others. There is no limit on the number of times for this item.

When Fang Li heard the words, he thought of the necklace on his neck.

His necklace should also have a limit on the number of times, most likely three times.

It's a pity that he can't remember whether this necklace has been used before. What is known so far is that it was used once when he faced Kiki last time.

Just as he was thinking, Zhu Yicheng, who was squatting beside the painting, suddenly poked his neck and called his name.

"Fang Li, Fang Li, come and take a look!" His tone was very surprised, "It seems that something was burned in the painting!"

Hearing this, Fang Li stepped forward quickly, covering his nose and waiting for the thick smoke to dissipate.

He kicked the basin with his foot, and there was something wrapped in oiled paper hidden in the burning ashes.