After the retired judge enters the escape game

At the same time, the lights on the ceiling suddenly went out.

The only light source is the faint green light at the door.

Qi Wuguo looked over, the corridor outside was completely shrouded in this kind of green light, exuding a breath not like the world.

Zheng Hua and Wu Wei at the door, as expected by Qi Wuguo, smashed their broken bodies to pieces.

Two unrecognizable ghosts, the leg bones have been completely broken, and only a piece of skin is left on the ground on the lower body.

They just climbed in with the support of their hands, their movements twisted and slow.

Zheng Hua even raised his head, revealing that really unattractive face.His head was completely suffocated by the impact of the car accident, like a deflated football.

He smiled at Qi Wuguo: "We are here to accompany you."

Qi Wuguo turned his head away, he really didn't want to look at this unaesthetic picture, his eyes fell on the talisman, all he could think was whether the talisman was a deception.

Just when Zheng Hua and Wu Wei crawled further and further, the hand with pale bones exposed from the damaged skin was about to touch Qi Wuguo.

The talisman on the table was lit up, and the dark red light poured out immediately, overpowering the dark green light and sweeping towards the two ghosts.

Wu Wei withdrew his hand abruptly, and when he raised his head, the expression on his face became even more distorted.

"You... obviously you... want us to come back..."

Perhaps because of the impact in the car accident, most of Wu Wei's lips were cut off, and his speech was somewhat blurred.

"I didn't. Didn't you add things on your own?" Qi Wuguo looked a little disdainful, "As for your unsightly appearance, I don't appreciate it."

After Wu Wei heard this, he seemed to become furious, and even his broken body couldn't suppress the outburst of anger.

He rushed towards Qi Wuguo's direction, and saw that his hands were about to grab Qi Wuguo's throat.

At the critical moment, the red light of the talisman surged, surging and filling the entire dormitory.

"Ow—"

At the moment when Wu Wei was enveloped by the red light, he let out a shrill howl, as if he was enduring severe pain.

With his screams, the bloody body gradually melted into the red light.

Zheng Hua behind him had the same scene.

After the red light dissipated, the dormitory was plunged into darkness again, with no faint green light, and no unrecognizable ghosts.

A piece of tranquility.

Then, the light above Qi Wuguo's head flickered a few times, and then turned on again.

Qi Wuguo walked to the balcony, and after confirming that the white business car below had disappeared, he sat back in front of the desk.

The spells on the table had been reduced to a pile of ashes, but Qi Wuguo didn't feel much relaxed in his heart.

The game isn't over yet.

He is still in this dilapidated dormitory, which means that Zheng Hua and Wu Wei are really just two little bosses.

In the end, the boss is still somewhere, waiting to harvest his life.

Duan cruel.

Qi Wuguo lowered his eyes, looking at the worn book.

This spell really failed to send Duan Ru away.According to the book, once the spell is cast, there is only one chance to regret it, and if the spell is performed with too much obsession, the redemption spell will not work.

Considering the madness shown in the diary, it is a matter of course that the spell cannot send Duan Li away.

Qi Wuguo leaned back on the chair and sighed.

It has to be said that he still had a certain fluke mentality before, maybe he could pass the level with that spell.

"This novice pass is too cheating, isn't the purpose just to send the novice to die?" He covered his eyes and sighed.

The phone rang.

Qi Wuguo reached out to pick up the phone, and knew who it was without looking: "Duan Li."

There was another light laugh, not at all like Duan Li who acted like an ice cube these days.

"You did very well,

Qi Wuguo had no other choice at this time, so he asked with some broken jars, "Where are you?"

Duan Li's voice was very ethereal, sounding far and near: "Don't worry, I've been with you and watching you."

The voice just fell.

Tick-tick-tick-

The familiar sound of water drops sounded again, Qi Wuguo stood up, his eyes fell on his bed.

The sound of water droplets, what Duan Li said about looking at you, and the blood on the bed curtain that day.

Qi Wuguo took a deep breath, took a few steps forward, and put his hands on the bed curtain.

With a sudden force, he tore down the entire bed curtain and the mosquito net.

There was nothing unusual. After the bed curtain fell, the space suddenly seemed a little wider, and even the lights seemed to be a little brighter.

Qi Wuguo sighed, and picked up the sketchbook that was casually thrown on the bed just now.

The Duan Li in the notebook still only has the outline drawn during the day, Qi Wuguo stared at this painting in a daze.

Thinking about it carefully, he also felt that it was strange that he still had time to study this painting at such a critical moment of life and death.

Qi Wuguo actually doesn't have much fear of death, he thinks that death is just another beginning, this idea is as true in his heart as the sun rises in the east and sets in the west.

Of course, he doesn't want to die at all, and the reason is very simple.It was still an inexplicable intuition, he always felt that once he died in this inexplicable place, the good times would probably be over.

Forget it, it's useless to stand here stupidly now, let's get some sleep first.

Qi Wuguo's sluggish energy came up again, and he went straight to bed and lay down without further delay.

He is not the protagonist of the game who can't fall asleep when there is a little light. Even after the street lights outside returned to normal, he just invaded the dormitory so recklessly, and Qi Wuguo fell asleep very quickly.

I don't know how much time passed, Qi Wuguo heard a sigh in his ear.

The sigh was very soft, but it was like a muffled thunder that exploded in his ears, directly dragging him out of his deep sleep.

At this moment, Qi Wuguo thought he was dreaming, and was about to turn over and continue to sleep, but felt a burst of warmth next to his cheek.

As if warm water was dripping on his face, Qi Wuguo wiped it casually, and the touch of his hand made him wake up completely.

Qi Wuguo felt that there was something wrong with this kind of sticky feeling, so he put his hand next to his nose and smelled it in a daze.

Now his drowsiness was all gone, and he was completely awake.

This is clearly blood!

He just said that it was so quiet today, there was no ticking sound, it is possible that after tearing off the bed curtain, the blood dripped directly on the bed and himself, of course there was no sound.

Qi Wuguo didn't open his eyes, he felt that he needed to be mentally prepared.

There was indeed nothing unusual in the dormitory just now, but Qi Wuguo remembered some knowledge about ghosts that he had read in folklore books.

Some ghosts can not be seen at any time and anywhere.They will only show their original appearance at a specific time and under a specific environment.

Thinking about it this way, the sound of water droplets appeared at a fixed time these nights, and it only appeared when Qi Wuguo was lying on the bed in total darkness.

The time and environment were all wrong, so he didn't find anything when he pulled off the bed curtain just now.

Qi Wuguo took a deep breath, and opened his eyes after confirming that no matter how tragic and unsensual the scene appeared before him, he could calmly accept it.

Yes, what Qi Wuguo is worried about is not seeing the horrible scene, but not wanting to see Duan Li's perfect face become a mess.

Qi Wuguo is most afraid of destroying beautiful things in front of his eyes.

"..."

Qi Wuguo was stunned, not because everything in front of him was too tragic, but because it shocked his heart unexpectedly.

Familiar and unfamiliar people appeared in front of him.

Duan Li's face is still clean and handsome, his eyes are closed, there is no expression on his face, like a perfect sculpture.

He was wearing the same clothes as when he left the dormitory on the first day, but it was not as clean as when he came back, and there were mottled blood everywhere.The blood had dried up and turned brown, somewhat like blooming flowers drawn on clothes.

The parts where the clothes were exposed were stitched tightly with black thread in many places, which seemed to be broken into many pieces, and then a skilled embalmer was hired to sew the body pieces together.

Those black threads spread to the ceiling, hanging Duan Li firmly in the gap between the ceiling and the bed curtain like a puppet.

The ceiling, which should have been pure white, is now covered with large dark red flowers, which are the flowers of death from Duan Li's blood.

Very beautiful.

Under the impact of this strong sense of beauty, Qi Wuguo remained silent.

That's why Duan Li said that he was watching him all the time, that's why there was the sound of water dripping at night, and that's why Qi Wuguo didn't find any trace of Duan Li in the dormitory.

Duan Li's eyelashes moved slightly, and then he opened his eyes.

His eyes were still black and white, like a piece of unmelted ice.

"You found me."

Duan Li opened his mouth.

Qi Wuguo just lay there, didn't move, didn't answer, and didn't know what to say.

He didn't have any fear, and he didn't speak because he was shocked by this weird beauty.Qi Wuguo seemed to have something surging out of his heart, he couldn't wait to draw a picture for Duan Li.

"You are so smart, as a reward..."

The thin black thread wrapped around Duan Li's body slowly stretched, and he was lowered from the ceiling.

The distance between the two is getting closer and closer, finally, Duan Li's face is only a dozen centimeters away from Qi Wuguo.

Duan Li was still hanging in the air by the black thread, and Qi Wuguo was able to see the details more clearly as the distance got closer.

His body was indeed broken into several pieces, perhaps without these black threads, it would have become a corpse in an instant.

Duan Li saw that Qi Wuguo's eyes fell on him, and smiled lightly: "Did it scare you? It's normal for people who died in air crashes to be broken into several pieces."

Qi Wuguo saw that Duan Li's movements were stiff and disorganized, like a puppet controlled by silk threads.

It's just that face, but it's still cold and handsome.

His complexion was a little abnormal, with cyan in the pale, which was the color of people who had been dead for a while.This made his already somewhat overly handsome facial features even less human, not my kind of beauty.

"These lines?" Qi Wugan asked.

Duan Li seemed a little unexpected that Qi Wuguo would ask this question, and he replied: "Without these lines, I cannot control my body."

The distance between the two narrowed a little more.

A drop of blood fell on Qi Wuguo's lips.

The blood flowed down from Duan Li's heart, which seemed to be a fatal wound, it should have been cut open by flying debris during the plane crash and pierced through the heart.

No wonder his expression was so calm, the instant death didn't bring too much pain, Qi Wuguo thought so.

Duan Li said: "How about this, I will take you away and stay with you forever, okay?"