The Grim Reaper Can't Be Tricked

Wang Lingxian: "No way, no way, no one really finds it difficult to tell a story in five sentences?"

Totem: "You can speak English, and I can translate for you." After a pause, he added: "But my literary level is not good, and there may be mistakes in the translation. I hope you don't mind."

Is this the so-called home field advantage?

The two finally felt it, and there was a kind of elated pleasure.

Cen Jin: "Five elements of a story: time, place, conflict, characters, and ending. It is enough to basically satisfy these. No need for writing. Personally, I think this level is easy for elementary school students to read."

"..."

Wang Lingxian and Totem quietly choked out a sentence: "It's over, be careful with boomerangs."

Cen Jin planned to step down the steps, so he said, "If it's difficult, forget it."

Both Rudra and Amano Somi gritted their teeth and squeezed out a smile: "It's not difficult, five sentences...haha, suitable."

After speaking, he returned to his expressionless face, the ferocious smile just now was just a flash in the pan.

Cen Jin: "Then let's draw lots and rank, hurry up."

The samurai man got a bamboo stick from somewhere, and declared that the longer the row is at the back, the shorter the row is at the front. Before, everyone wanted to be the first, but now no one wants to be the first, and of course they don’t want to be the last. bit.

It doesn't take long to draw lots, and the lottery runs out quickly.

Rudra and Somi Amano occupy the 3rd and 6th place respectively, Wang Lingxian is 4th, the samurai man is 7th, the man in red and the beard are 2nd and 8th respectively, and the most important remaining first and last places will be Shama Born between Te and Yellow.

No matter who it is, these two lucks are very poisonous.

Rudra looked back and forth between the two: "Are you long-lost brothers?"

Sha Matt: "Maybe, why don't we do an appraisal together after the competition?"

Huang Mao: "Thank you for the invitation, no need." He spread out the toothpick, and it was the longest one as expected.

Then the first place is to kill Matt.

Sha Matt kept scratching his head and said, "Wait, let me think about how to condense it into five sentences. To be honest, I have a primary school diploma, and the five-sentence story is a little difficult for me——Yes.

Let me talk about the key words first: radio.

It rained heavily on Friday. I hid in the abandoned equipment room and listened to a female radio anchor named Ning Ning in this city.

I debugged for a long time, the radio made a 'rustling' harsh sound, and there was an inexplicable sharp laugh, I was so frightened that I took off the earphones and looked around the equipment room, and continued to listen when I found nothing unusual.

After finishing my work amidst Ning Ning's smoke, I packed my things and went back to the dormitory, and fell asleep right away.

A few days later, Ning Ning, the goddess of radio, died in a murder, and the news came out that the whereabouts of her body was unknown. I fumbled for the radio, and tuned back to Ning Ning's radio station again, only to hear a shrill, shrill laugh. Stopped but picked it up and found that there was no battery inside!

At this time, I didn't feel scared until the teacher in the same dormitory came out from the next room, patted his shoulder and said that he was going to see a bone setter soon, and then walked over me, showing his defenseless back.

And when I saw the inseparable rotten female corpse on his back, the face that looked like Ning Ning, smiling at me, I felt chills all over my body. "

Cen Jin hesitated: "This seems to be six sentences."

Kill Matt: "Don't you find it difficult to add a sentence? I think it is difficult."

Everyone was silent, but I never thought that I could say another word with a thick skin, I should have known——

Rudra and Amano Munemi glared at their companions who were eager to try, and motioned them to look at the three people on the opposite side who seemed to be out of shape and didn't care if they said too much or too little.

So a few people hung their heads, strangled their brain cells for the boss's face, and silently recalled Shamat's short story. They were surprised that his story was so simple that there was nothing to dig, but at the same time it was difficult to break his logic.

However, there are two breakthroughs. One is whether the shrieking laughter heard twice in the first few days before and after means that 'Ning Ning' died a long time ago?

The second is the female corpse stuck to the back of the teacher in the same dormitory. Is the purpose of revenge on 'me' or the teacher in the same dormitory?

No matter which possibility is possible, it is a place that can be conquered.

After they figured this out, they all paid tribute to Sha Matt, thanking him for not killing them all.

Sha Matt turned his back and screamed: "I just said I'm uneducated!"

It was the red dress's second turn, she thought for a moment and said, "My key word is: mom.

I'm a late night radio hostess, popular for my unique voice, but I hate men who keep calling me and sexually harassing me, some even stalking me.

Fortunately, I have a good mother who insists on accompanying me from get off work every day to protect me.

Sure enough, with my mother's company, the sexual harassment around me was much less, especially the voyeur who often sneaked into my house. I no longer felt that disgusting feeling of being voyeurized.

I really don't know what my mother did, and it didn't work even though I called the police several times.

I got off work on time today, and my mother was waiting for me at the door with an insulated bucket. Really, I have gained four catties this month, and I can no longer drink pork rib soup every day.

I complained to my mother like this, but my mother just smiled and looked at me lovingly drinking the delicious pork rib soup, but the quality of the meat seems not to be fresh in the past few days. "

Sha Matt immediately raised his hand: "You also said six sentences."

Red Clothes opened his eyes and said nonsense: "No."

Killing Ma Te divided her passage into seven sentences, but the red dress said without blushing, "Our paragraphs are different, you can't deliberately divide it into multiple paragraphs just because we don't know much Chinese. .”

Since it is a sentence limit rather than a word limit, and it is dictated, the sentence clauses are free to testify, and it is easy to cheat.

For example, the story of the red dress can be divided into seven or eight sentences, but she insists on five sentences, and no one else can do it.

But her story is quite exciting, and it's a bit frightening to think about.

There are not as many flaws as Kill Matt, but she has a lot of eyes. It is difficult for the next story to break through her story.

"Continue to the third one." Wang Lingxian urged.

The third one is Rudra, he immediately said: "My key word is substitute.

When I was seven years old, I went to the swimming pool to learn to swim in the summer, but I was naturally afraid of water. Looking at the blue water in the pool with medicine, I always felt that everything was scary.

The empty swimming pool, the sound of gurgling and sloshing water coming from nowhere, the drain looks like the eye of Baotu Spring, and the dark inside seems to hide a terrible water ghost, reaching out at any time to drag passers-by.

A few days ago, an adult’s leg was sucked into the drain, and he was rescued after seven or eight efforts to pull it out. Then he pointed to the drain and said something was grabbing his foot. Everyone thought he was terrified. Mentally disturbed, only I saw the scratches on his legs where the flesh and blood were ripped open.

I never dared to go to the swimming pool again, but my mother forced me to throw me alone in the empty swimming pool, so I fell into the swimming pool that day, looked at my mother who jumped down anxiously, turned my head and smiled at the things in the drain.

I know 'she' is looking forward to it too. "

Sha Matt rubbed his arms: "Fuck."

I have to say that he has a really strong sense of presence, and he will express his thoughts every time, and this time is no exception. The scary point of telling Rudra's words quickly lies in the previous two swimming pool renderings.

Most people are born with a sense of fear of water. People who don't know how to swim will also feel a sense of suffocation when they enter the swimming pool.

Although the swimming pool seems to be only two meters deep, and there are shallow water areas, it is not comparable to rivers, lakes and seas, but the seemingly safe swimming pool does not know how many people drown every year. You don’t even know whether people died in the places you played. Standing at the resting place, is there a drowning ghost looking for a substitute below.

An empty swimming pool magnifies the fear of people who are afraid of water, because a lively swimming pool at least gives you a sense of security. The adults and children in the pool and the lifeguards on the shore are equal to magnifying the chance of survival.

On the contrary, the empty swimming pool shows that when you drown, the chance of survival is 0. Even if you shout out your voice, the whole swimming pool will only echo your dying cry.

In the dark drain, it looks like an invisible monster that keeps swallowing the water in the swimming pool. It seems to be swallowing water, but in fact it chooses to eat people.

In this deadly environment, the sound of gurgling water coming from the bottom of the swimming pool could not dispel the fear, but made it even more frightening. Where did the sound come from?Is it like in horror movies, the long hair blocks the drain, and the end of the long hair is a tortured head?

People's imagination is endless, and they are best at scaring themselves.

This is the horror in Rudra's story. Of course, the scariest part is the last sentence, which makes people wonder whether the "protagonist" made a deal with the things in the swimming pool and pushed the stick-educated mother into a ghost substitute?

His story is somewhat similar to the red dress, logically speaking, there is nothing wrong with it, and it is difficult to break the logic.

It was Wang Lingxian's fourth turn.

Wang Lingxian said calmly, "My keyword is: neighbor.

My neighbors are very strange. There is a family of three living upstairs. I can always hear the mother yelling at her seven or eight-year-old son for being stupid and timid. , scolding every day.

But after that, he didn't scold, and was as quiet as if he had moved, but he never saw the host upstairs again, and he didn't know where he went.

Downstairs lived a mother and daughter, the daughter was a radio anchor, came back every morning, was always followed by perverted men before, and then she called the police, which made the whole community very angry.

One day after finishing the work, I realized that there was no report to the police downstairs, and I thought that the perverted man had finally given up on sexual harassment.

Aggressive...

Although there was no police siren, I chopped bones every night and was so noisy that I couldn't sleep. I ran downstairs and knocked on the door, but I received a bag of pork ribs as an apology. I suddenly felt embarrassed to blame. "

A story directly routines with red clothes and Rudra, both of them are a little uncomfortable, especially Rudra, who has to fill in the pit of 'the male master is missing' in the follow-up, wasting his limited sentences.

The shortcomings are also obvious, the story is too complete and quite satisfactory.It can be said that the logic is complete, or it can be said that there is no wonderful logic.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, it is to trap the first three people and block the next opportunity to continue digging holes.

Cen Jin thought to himself, it would be very difficult for the four stories to end in just ten minutes, but it would be difficult to figure out the main story.

Wang Lingxian asked the two people beside him: "How am I?"

Huang Mao and Totem heard the words, expressionless but applauded in unison: "Wang Daxian, YYDS."