Being targeted by the boss of the escape game

"It's a corpse spot."

Chu Ling's heart skipped a beat, and she pursed her lips: "You mean Huahua might be dead?"

Lu Weixing said: "No, maybe it's not just Huahua, these children are probably dead babies."

After eating, those children all ran back again, Yang Ziguo was surprised to find that Ke Ke also came back, the dead Ke Ke also came back.

And Huahua was like a normal person, still playing with Ke Ke, as if he didn't do the thing that strangled Ke Ke in the morning.

Yang Ziguo tentatively said, "Huahua, look at this Keke's neck."

Huahua touched Keke's neck, "What's wrong?"

Ke Ke also looked at Yang Ziguo with a puzzled expression, as if he didn't remember what happened in the morning at all.

Not far away, Chunchun and Huahua were chasing and fighting on the grass with tiger hats on. Chunchun was a little shorter and fatter than Huahua, and his mouth was greasy because he just had lunch.

Chasing after Huahua with short legs, one of them didn't pay attention, twisted his foot, stepped on a stone and fell to the ground, tearing his clothes.

Chunchun sat on the ground and looked at the torn cuff, stared at the two round eyes, curled up his mouth, and cried loudly: "My clothes are torn, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, oh, my sleeves are torn."

Huahua also stood aside in a daze, not daring to move.

"What's the matter?" Chu Ling stepped forward and said, "Is the clothes torn? Chunchun won't cry or cry."

Chu Ling found the sewing kit on the table in the main room, and carefully took off Chunchun's coat, but when she saw Chunchun's two fleshy little arms that were exposed outside, her heart skipped a beat.

Chunchun's two fleshy arms were covered with bruises, and he also had corpse spots.

Chunchun raised his neck and said, "What's wrong with Brother Chu?"

"It's nothing." Chu Ling took a small blanket and covered Chunchun's body, and began to sew the torn cuffs, and then helped Chunchun put them back on.

"Wow, brother Chu is really amazing, he even sewed it up."

Huahua also poked her head and asked curiously, "Brother Chu, can you sew everything?"

"My Pippi is broken, can Brother Chu sew it up for me?"

"Pippi?" Chu Ling originally thought that Pippi was some kind of toy like a doll, but when Huahua showed up dragging a little dog that had obviously begun to rot, he realized that Pippi was a dog. A dead dog.

Huahua hugged Pippi, whose neck was broken in two, and her intestines were all outside, and ran to the person in small steps, and asked expectantly, "Brother, can you help me sew Pippi up?"

Chunchun: "Brother is so powerful, he must be able to do it!"

Lu Weixing: "Why do you need to sew Pippi?"

Hua Hua touched Pippi's head, she didn't seem to dislike the strong smell at all, and said pitifully, "Pippi was beaten to death by the villain because of me, Pippi is so good, I want Pippi back."

"For you?"

"Yeah, someone wanted to eat meat, so he came to steal our meat, but Pippi saw it, and was beaten to death by the meat thief."

Lu Weixing: "How long has Pippi been dead?"

"Died three times."

"Three times?" Chu Ling was a little confused.

Huahua said: "Three times, Pippi died for the first time, and guests came to the house twice, and you are the third guests, so Pippi has died three times."

Lu Weixing asked, "Where did the first-time guest go?"

Huahua blinked: "It's gone."

"No, no." Chunchun next to him rushed to talk, "It's not that he disappeared, but another person walked out."

Lu Weixing: "Only one person going out?"

"Yes, we ate a lot of meat that day, and my mother said that as long as there are guests at home, we can eat delicious food."

Lu Weixing nodded.

Lu Weixing took out gloves from his pocket and helped Chu Ling put them on. Although he had become smaller, his clothes hadn't changed, so they were empty and the gloves were a little loose.

Even through a layer of gloves, Chu Ling could clearly feel the texture of that layer of rotten meat, which was soft when pinched, especially the peculiar smell from the abdominal cavity, which gave people a headache.

Lu Weixing fetched a basin of water from the well to help wash off the carrion on Pippi's body and the small bugs that multiplied in the wound.

The red needle thread moved through the cortex, and after about half an hour, Chu Ling successfully sewed Pippi's body.

The moment Pippi landed on the ground, Pippi moved unexpectedly, his four legs trembled slightly, then turned over, jumped up, barked twice, and threw himself into Huahua's arms.

"Pippi is finished, my Pippi is back." Huahua jumped up happily holding Pippi, one eyeball fell out with force, he quickly picked up the eyeball on the ground and stuffed it back.

"Thank you, big brother."

Chu Ling looked at Hua Hua, whose eyeballs were still stained with leaves, and smiled: "You're welcome, as long as you like it."

"Oh, it's getting late. Mom is going to serve dinner. I'll see Brother Chu tomorrow!" Huahua glanced at Lu Weixing again, and added in a low voice, "Brother Lu is too."

Chunchun followed suit and said, "Brother Chu, brother Lu, see you tomorrow."

Looking at the background of the two walking away, Lu Weixing took off the gloves on Chu Ling's hand and threw them aside. Chu Ling looked at her fingertips and said in a low voice, "It seems that the pass rate of this dungeon is very low."

"Well, but don't worry, there is still me."

Lu Weixing looked at the gray sky, stretched out his hand and said, "It's getting late, let's go eat too."

"Okay." Chu Ling put her hand up.

When the big and small returned to the big house for dinner, Chu Ling keenly noticed that Yang Ziguo and his teammates looked a little strange, especially Yang Ziguo's pupils constricted unnaturally and he looked flustered.

It's just that the voices of the two of them are too low to hear clearly.

The meal in the evening was very average, a bowl of yellow batter made of something unknown, and a few plates of black pickles.

Lu Weixing took a look, "Something happened to them."

Chu Ling was stunned, looked at Lu Weixing and said, "You can hear it?"

"It's ok, I've become smaller, and it's not impossible." Lu Weixing propped his chin, and the corners of his mouth raised, "Besides, it's fine for me to become smaller. Don't worry about age."

It happened that Yang Ziguo had finished speaking, and the two hurriedly left the bowls and chopsticks and went back to the room.

Lu Weixing rubbed his chin and said, "There were originally two children at Yang Ziguo's side. One died this morning, and the one who died just now came back to life."

"Resurrection..." Chu Ling frowned delicately, lost in thought.

Lu Weixing put down his spoon and said softly, "It seems that someone is going to die tonight."

After the two finished eating, they went back to the room.

Lu Weixing is now making the best use of everything he has, relying on being smaller, but acting like a baby, he has to be hugged by Chu Ling every day before he is willing to sleep.

Chu Ling looked at the white and tender child with red lips and white teeth, even though she knew that there was a perverted soul living inside, she couldn't refuse.

He opened his arms and let Lu Weixing rub him enough.

……

Yang Ziguo lay on the wooden bed with his clothes on, turned his back to his teammates, and now he was afraid just thinking of Ke Ke's dark eyes.

He clearly watched the child being strangled to death, why did he come here again?

He has never paid attention to these ghosts, except for killing people without any brains, let alone a group of children this time, killing each other easily because of a piece of chocolate.

But he didn't expect that the ghost would come back to life, which was something he had never encountered before.

What is he going to do?What is he going to do now?

Yang Ziguo tossed and turned on the bed, unable to fall asleep at all, as long as he closed his eyes, his mind would be filled with that child's pale face.

The most irritating thing was his teammate Liu Weicheng, who praised him for being smart and intelligent at the beginning, and pushed everything to him when something happened. How could such a good thing happen?

Yang Ziguo secretly grasped the quilt tightly, thinking that as soon as there was something wrong, he would immediately push him to death.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Yang Ziguo's face. That's right, as long as someone dies for him, he can still survive. He has broken through so many dungeons, and nothing can stop him this time.

That pair of mentally handicapped couples, as well as the combination of one big and one small, although the small one is a bit difficult to deal with, but the big one is easy to deceive at first glance, and all other people will not be his opponents. The one who survived to the end.

"Hahahahahaha..."

Yang Ziguo couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Hee hee hee hee hee hee……"

There seemed to be another laughter mixed in, very immature, like a child's voice.

child?

Yang Ziguo's heart sank immediately, he sat up hastily, and found a little radish wearing a blue flowered jacket standing on the head of the bed, with a sharp strangle mark on his thin neck.

"Uncle, uncle, let's play a game too." Coco's childish voice sounded in the room.

"What's the sound, I don't sleep at night." Liu Weicheng rubbed his eyes in a daze, but the moment he saw the pale baby face on the bedside, he lost all sleepiness.

"Ah, ah, ghost, he, why is he here!"

Yang Ziguo was not much better, his legs were numb, and he subconsciously wanted to jump out of bed and rush towards him, but Ke Ke continued: "Uncle, don't move around, otherwise the game will not be fun if you die suddenly."

"You, what do you want, do you want chocolates?" Yang Ziguo quickly took out a handful of chocolates, and said in a trembling voice, "I still have some here, here you are, I'll give you all, can you let uncle go?"

Liu Weicheng also said: "Yes, if you don't like chocolate, uncle still has candy, do you want cigarettes?"

Ke Ke knelt on the bed, her two pupils were occupied by black pupils, and the whites of her eyes could hardly be seen. She said seriously, "No, no, this is a game."

Yang Ziguo swallowed: "What game?"

Ke Ke grinned, revealing a row of sharp canine teeth: "You and this uncle, only one can live."

"Whoever wins will live."

Liu Weicheng: "What do you mean?"

Ke Ke gestured: "If you fight, like me and Huahua, I will let the one who survives, or I will kill both of you."

Liu Weicheng shrank back: "No, it's not good."

As he said that, he suddenly took a knife from under the pillow and slashed at Yang Ziguo. Yang Ziguo couldn't dodge and was cut on his right shoulder, and his whole shoulder was bleeding profusely.

He endured the pain and rolled over to the ground, picked up an iron rod and hid behind him, hiding in the corner of the wall.

Liu Weicheng jumped off the bed: "Brother Yang, don't struggle, you are injured, I will deal with you sooner, so you can feel better."

As a result, Liu Weicheng's expression changed after he took two steps. No matter how he walked, he couldn't get close, as if there was a transparent wall separating the two of them.

[w: Someone has used Standstill on you~]

Yang Ziguo stood up with a grinning grin, swung the iron rod towards Liu Weicheng's head, bursting like a smashed watermelon, splashing red and white all over his body.

"Ke Ke, I won. Uncle gave you chocolate, look..." Yang Ziguo said, suddenly vomited a big mouthful of blood and knelt on the ground.

"he……"

The electronic sound was long overdue.

[w: Someone used Mutual Hurt on you~]

Ke Ke sat on the head of the bed, dangling her two little feet, clapping her hands, and said with a happy face: "The two big villains, let's die, and the big villain will die~"