Lure the villain! Crazy batch! Top stunner makes you crazy

The sun sets, casting its afterglow over the quiet village.

The village returned to its usual tranquility, and countless villagers seemed to disappear in an instant. Only the mess at the entrance of the village reminded people's nerves, telling them that all this was not a dream.

Sun Jiaan hid in the cellar of a house. Potatoes and cabbage were stored in the cellar, and for some reason it exuded a rotten smell.

He suppressed his nausea and crouched in the corner. It was already dark now. As long as he stayed up until dawn on the third day, the tourist bus would come to take him back. This dungeon was considered complete.

He counted the time silently, feeling that the days passed like years.

Time passed by, and the ticking sound of water drops on the ground in the cellar was particularly clear. He didn't know if it was his imagination. In the darkness, the sound of water seemed to be closer.

Tick, tick.

Sun Jiaan rubbed his arms, trying to find a handy tool in the cellar, but he touched something furry.

He pinched it and it was round...

This is a human head!

It turns out that the sound he made ticking was not the sound of water, but the sound of saliva dripping from the ghost.

He was so horrified that he did not dare to scream for fear of attracting the villagers, so he immediately climbed out along the ladder while holding his breath.

In order to facilitate his escape in the event of an accident, he deliberately used a twig to hold the cellar entrance open, exposing a narrow gap. He got goosebumps all over his body and climbed up as fast as he could.

As soon as he pushed open the cellar door, a shoe stepped on his hand from outside.

He growled, "Who is it!"

A soft and gentle female voice sounded: "Your aunt."

Sun Jiaan quickly thought about the owner of the voice, but the ghost under the ladder had followed him up the ladder and bit his neck without saying a word.

Night is the time when ghosts are most active.

There are people outside the cellar, and there are unkillable ghosts inside the cellar. Sun Jiaan chose the former without any hesitation.

He squirmed and struggled while pushing the cellar door open. The woman seemed to have no intention of embarrassment, and actually let go of her feet, allowing him to push the cellar door open.

Before he could raise his head to see the other person's face clearly, a sap came down, hitting him in the head and knocking him off the ladder.

Sun Jiaan fell to the ground with his head thrown back. Before he had a chance to resist, the ghost behind him opened his bloody mouth and swallowed his head from the front.

When the moonlight completely disappeared, Sun Jiaan saw a bright face above the cellar entrance.

It's her, she's not dead!

Sun Jia'an didn't have time to be shocked. He felt the ghost's teeth piercing his head from all directions. He fluttered his legs and completely lost his breath.

In the dim moonlight, the young man opened the courtyard door and walked in openly. He walked up to the woman with a smile in his eyes and said, "Sister, you are slower than me."

"Well, you win." Qi Yan threw the stick into the cellar and closed the cellar door with her feet expressionlessly.

She and Zhong Qi played a game. Sun Jiaan and Li Shaocheng, who had escaped, had to deal with each other to see who could move faster.

The loser must promise the other party one thing unconditionally.

Qi Yan had no intention of winning. She tracked Sun Jia'an's whereabouts purely based on speculation. This was the only family nearby that had a vegetable storage cellar. Sun Jia'an wanted to delay her stay in the village. This was the best choice.

It was more convenient for him to find someone in the end. It only took him a matter of minutes to sense whose location he wanted.

She originally wanted to beat Sun Jia'an to death with a stick, but unexpectedly there was a ghost inside, which accidentally helped her by coincidence.

but……

Qi Yan glanced at the young man, who still looked at her with bright eyes.

She looked away.

It might not be a coincidence, maybe this ghost was arranged by Zhong Qi.

D77 said with a headache: [Sir, although I have repeated this sentence many times, I still need to remind you. 】

Qi Yan: I broke the rules.

D77: [Yes, although the rules have been relaxed a lot for you, it’s better not to take risks. 】

Qi Yan: I understand the truth.

Sometimes, she is not an absolutely rational person.

She knew that according to the rules, she should not take action, because in the dungeon world, survival is human instinct, and the law of the jungle is the most basic principle.

But she couldn't face the desperate and humiliating death of 'Yunwu Lian', not even as an anchor, because Yunwu Lian was her friend, and she felt uncomfortable.

The word friend has an extraordinary meaning.

"I'm tired." She sighed. She didn't want to experience this kind of survival situation again.

"Let's go to the village chief's house to sleep." Zhong Qi turned around and led the way.

Qi Yan followed, "Won't the village chief find us?"

"No, I have observed that although he is old, his sleep quality is very good." Zhong Qi nodded with satisfaction.

Qi Yan: "..." You can really talk nonsense.

She followed Jiuqi back to the village chief's house. Before entering the house, Jiuqi took a basin of water and helped her wipe off the blood on her clothes.

That was when she hit Sun Jia'an on the head with a stick and hit the ghost at the same time. A few drops of the ghost's black blood spattered on her body.

In the yard, Zhong Qi squatted in front of her, slowly pinched up a small piece of clothing at the hem of her clothes, and rubbed the fabric carefully.

"Just deal with it for one night. The copy will be over tomorrow." She patted his head.

"It's weird."

"Yes." Qi Yan followed his words and made a wish: "I hope there won't be such dirty copies in the future, and the monsters are also very scary. It would be better to have something gentle."

Zhong Qi rubbed the fabric for a moment, and after a few seconds, he scooped up some water with his other hand, seemingly casually chatting: "What kind of copy does sister like?"

"Romantic." She thought about it seriously, knowing that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. The boy in front of her was like a moving meteor, and her wish for him would definitely come true.

"Okay, I hope my sister gets what she wants in the next copy."

The night passed very peacefully, with no ghosts or special events. I slept until dawn.

The bus came to pick her up as scheduled. When it arrived, it was full of people. When it left, it was only her and Zhongqi.

The tour guide with no facial features waved a small flag enthusiastically: "You must have had a very unforgettable three days. See you next time~"

The bus drove farther and farther, and Qi Yan's consciousness became increasingly blurred.

When she opened her eyes again, she returned to reality, standing alone in the bedroom.

She looked at her phone, and the time was still stuck on the day when she needed to go to the bar to work, which meant that she was going to work.

Bah, what is this?

Qi Yan took off her clothes angrily and paused when she touched the hem of the clothes. A strange-shaped object hung on it.

what is this?

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# Don’t read books you don’t like, and don’t report them maliciously, okay?

I don’t know if you can see this sentence. I have never conveyed a bad point of view in the whole book. What I always stick to is justice.

If it is blocked twice in a row, anyone with a discerning eye will know that there is something fishy.

As I said before, I am sick and take medicine every day. I have gotten better recently. Now I am so angry that I am coughing like crazy. If you have any dissatisfaction, please leave a message here and I will contact you. Put your words on the table and don’t talk anymore. It’s a little trick!