The rebellious daughter is spoiled by the disabled boss

When the mournful voice reached her ears, Jiang Yuechu frowned slightly. She seemed to have no ill will towards anyone.

"Is she a human or a ghost?"

Yang Mi had never seen this type of escape room before. It couldn't be more real.

In order not to cause panic, Jiang Yuechu could only find a random excuse.

"The models nowadays are very realistic. This should be a skeleton with a mechanism. The production team must have spent a lot of money to get it made overseas."

Yang Mi swallowed her saliva, "This is amazing, I have never seen such realistic props."

"It's okay. Today's test should be over. The hidden copy has been triggered. The next thing we need to do is to help her find her husband."

Yang Mi asked in confusion: "But we don't know who her husband is, how can we find him?"

"It's more interesting when the game becomes more difficult, isn't it?"

Jiang Yuechu said this and sat back in the corner, "You need to get enough rest to cope with tomorrow's game, go to sleep."

After tossing and turning all night, it would be a joke to say that I'm not sleepy.

Jiang Yue fell asleep leaning against the wall as soon as she woke up. When she woke up, the people in the room had already started to get restless. She was awakened by the noise.

The whispering was not loud, but it was annoying.

"what happened?"

Jiang Yuechu opened her eyes tiredly and saw other people in the room walking back and forth, and no one dared to leave the room.

Song Ci'an said, "There's no signal on my phone. The time displayed is already 10 a.m. the next day, and it's still dark outside."

"Still black?"

Jiang Yuechu stood up and walked to the door. He opened the door and saw that it was pitch black outside. He raised his hand to check the time on his watch and it was indeed past ten o'clock.

It seems that she has to find her husband first before she can get away.

"Be patient and wait, the production team is deliberately creating confusion."

With Jiang Yuechu's words, the others felt relieved, but Song Yitian expressed doubts.

"We listened to you and no one dared to go out. Now even the time is wrong. Something must have happened. I have never participated in such a variety show."

Jiang Yuechu turned and looked at Song Yitian, "So what do you think is our current situation?"

Song Yitan was speechless when asked. She glanced sideways at Tao Runyan, who had no intention of speaking for her at all.

"I think we should leave this village now, no matter if it's the show crew's doing. If something goes wrong, it will be too late to regret."

"Safety comes first. Nothing is more important than safety. Even if we managed to get out, we can just explain it to the production team."

In order to avoid being alone and powerless, Song Yitan tried to incite the emotions of others.

"If you think what I said is wrong, then stay here. I'm leaving anyway."

After saying that, Song Yitian walked outside. It was pitch black outside the house and she couldn't even see the road clearly. She heard footsteps behind her and immediately felt confident.

"I just think Jiang Yuechu is trying to scare us. The production team won't joke about our lives."

But no one responded.

Song Yitian stopped and felt his heart beating inexplicably.

"Why aren't you talking? It's..."

Song Yitian originally wanted to get angry, but when she turned around, there was no one behind her. When she turned around again, the footsteps sounded again.

"No, don't try to scare me with this trick. I'm not afraid."

Song Yitian silently encouraged herself. With every step she took, the footsteps behind her followed. Gradually, her psychological defenses were broken and she quickened her pace and ran out of the village.

She ran forward but could never reach the end. She felt that she had been running for a long time and her clothes were soaked with sweat.

Song Yitian looked around in confusion, "How could this happen? Why am I still here?"

Shouldn’t we run to the village entrance?

The distance was not that long, and she was still in the same place after running around.

Song Yitian was a little scared, but she didn't dare to turn around, for fear that something was following her.

'Tata'.

The footsteps sounded again, and this time there were more than before, and it was obvious that there was more than one person.

"Don't hurt me, please, don't hurt me!"

Song Yitian squatted on the ground in fear, holding her head and crying. She regretted running out alone and now she couldn't even find the way back.

"Do not be afraid."

The man's comforting voice sounded above her head. Song Yitian slowly raised her head and saw the old man she had met during the day standing beside her, and there were other people there, all holding torches in their hands.

"Old man..."

The village chief said in a rough voice: "The situation here is different from outside. The nights are longer. It's not safe for you to run out alone. Fortunately, your friends came to find me. I brought people out to find you."

Song Yitian finally breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the tears from her face. "I was so scared. I thought a ghost was following me."

"There are no ghosts in this world. Don't scare yourself. Come back with me."

The village chief walked in front, and three or four villagers led the way with torches. The road could be seen clearly, so Song Yitian felt at ease to follow them back.

In the big house, Jiang Yuechu and others ate something and then waited for others in the living room.

Not long after, the door was pushed open and the village chief walked in with his old steps. When he looked up, he saw Song Yitan following behind him.

"You scared us to death. Where did you go? We went out to look for you for a long time but couldn't find you."

Yang Mi quickly ran to Song Yitian's side. Seeing her miserable appearance, she felt so distressed.

Song Yitian pouted in grievance, "I don't know myself, I just wanted to go out the same way I came, but I couldn't see the village entrance after running for a long time, and I got lost without realizing it."

"Don't do this next time." Yang Mi took Song Yitian's hand, sat down and comforted him for a long time.

Jiang Yuechu shook his head helplessly and looked at the village chief. He had chatted with the village chief when he came to look for someone just now. As he was in a hurry to find someone, he had not asked the questions clearly.

"Village Chief, are you the only ones in this village?"

Cunzi sighed and said, "The village was abandoned more than 20 years ago. Many people left or died. Only a dozen people are left to guard the village."

"Did something happen?"

"Not really, it just suddenly became like this."

The village chief was old and had difficulty speaking while standing, so the villagers moved a stool for him to sit on, and then he began to tell his story.

"Twenty years ago, the village was still very prosperous. We planted a flower called crabapple and sold it outside. But somehow, all the crabapples died, and the village changed along with it."

"The crabapple is the main source of income for our village. If the flowers die, it means the village dies. We have to think of many ways to save the flowers."