After the retired judge enters the escape game

Qi Wuguo was pinching his nails and thinking about it, when he suddenly heard a scream from behind, he shook his hand, and the nail fell directly into the pool.

"Ah - don't come here, don't come here!"

He looked back, and saw a man in a chef's uniform half sitting on the ground outside the back kitchen door, moving back in horror.

From Qi Wuguo's direction, he could only see the man's face clearly, it was the strange uncle who did the cooking yesterday.

There seemed to be something in front of the uncle, which made him terrified.

This extreme sense of fear made this muscular middle-aged man's legs so weak that he couldn't even stand up, so he could only rely on the strength of his elbows to move backwards.

He screamed and retreated into the kitchen in a panic.

The things in front of the cafeteria uncle slowly appeared in Qi Wuguo's sight.

Those were a pair of hands, long and slender, with pointed fingers. The red Koudan made the white hands perfect like works of art.

If this hand is on the body of a young girl, it will definitely make many people unable to take their eyes off it.

In the present situation, these perfect hands can only bring fear to people.

The reason is simple, there is nothing there but hands.

Those hands crawled on the ground, not fast, and the nails scratched the tile floor with a sharp sound that made the teeth sour.

The cafeteria uncle's back hit the wall, and there was no way out. Fear made him unable to think, and he couldn't escape like other places again. He just stared blankly at the hands crawling closer and closer.

Qi Wuguo watched as the hands climbed up the cafeteria uncle's trousers, then slowly climbed up his arms, and under his terrified expression, he cut off his hands.

"Ahhhh!"

The cafeteria uncle looked at his severed hands at the wrist, and did nothing but scream.Blood spurted out from the wound, instantly staining the ground red.

This is not the end, just the beginning.

The white hand moved again, and stroked again at the elbow, then the shoulder, then the foot, then the thigh, and finally the head.

As the head fell to the ground, the back kitchen became quiet again.Those hands, after doing all this, slowly crawled out toward the door.

"It's your turn soon..."

When the hand disappeared at the door, there was a faint sigh in the air.

Qi Wuguo, who watched the whole body dismemberment, had only one thought in his mind.

This girl from the enemy's family seems to have avenged herself, and the escape condition is not at all to avenge her or something.

Things were a little difficult, and Qi Wuguo suddenly thought about various ways to save ghosts.Like instinct, these methods gushed out like a torrential river.

It's just that these methods don't seem to be suitable, the role played by Qi Wuguo is just an ordinary person.

Ordinary people are not capable of fighting against ghosts,

Fortunately, this ghost should still be in its primary form and cannot touch Qi Wuguo directly for the time being, that's why she disappeared silently after reappearing the dismemberment scene, instead of being cut up by Qi Wuguo .

It's just that Qi Wuguo knew that it might not be so easy to escape next time.

The body dismemberment show just now affected me from various aspects of sight, hearing and even smell.Although Qi Wuguo didn't show it, he still felt uncomfortable in his heart.

It seems that he has been entangled by the ghost for so long, and he is already haunted by Yin Qi.

Thinking of this, Qi Wuguo touched his shoulder, feeling that the burning flames above might have dimmed a lot.

The situation was urgent, no matter how lazy his temperament was, Qi Wuguo didn't want to die as miserable as the uncle in the cafeteria just now.

He needed to do something urgently to calm down the turbulent emotions in his heart, otherwise when the discomfort turned into fear, it would be the best time for the ghost to attack.

After finishing the work at hand, Qi Wuguo took a sketchbook and pen to the lake.

Drawing is always the quickest way to calm him down, and now is no exception.

On the way to the cafeteria before, he saw this lake from a distance. There is an artificial island in the center of the lake. There are large lotus flowers on the surface of the lake. The scenery is very good and suitable for sketching.

He just walked to a position with an excellent angle, and was about to pick a shady place to sit down and draw, but he saw a familiar person on the bench.

Duan cruel.

He sat there, looking intently at the lake.

Qi Wuguo didn't want to disturb others when he was alone, and when he was about to take a step back and change places, he heard Duan Li's voice.

"You came."

"?"

Qi Wuguo was at a loss, wondering what was going on with the tone he had made an appointment with himself.

But the other party had already spoken, so he couldn't pretend that he didn't hear anything and just walked away, so Qi Wuguo walked over and sat down.

Duan Li's eyes still stayed on the lake, without moving at all.

In midsummer, the lotus is in full bloom, and the large and gorgeous pink flowers weave a unique scenery on the lotus leaves that form blue waves.

Qi Wuguo didn't make a sound, and looked at everything in front of him silently.

The breeze brushed his temples, as gentle as a girl's slender fingertips.

When this thought came up, Qi Wuguo suddenly noticed that the lotus leaf about four or five meters away from him moved, as if something was hidden underneath.

Probably fish, it is normal to have fish in the lotus pond.

"In the past two days, I have thought of the words you told me by the lake again."

Duan Li opened his mouth, but Qi Wuguo's thoughts stayed on the lotus leaf, and he replied absently: "What's the matter?"

The lotus leaf moved again, the sunlight was a bit dazzling, and the lake was sparkling, so Qi Wuguo couldn't see what was under the lotus leaf.

The water in the lake where the lotus is planted will not be very clear, and the bottom is full of silt, in this piece of turbid water.

Qi Wuguo vaguely saw dense black silk threads spreading out. Is it a school of fish?Is it loach?

Or yes, hair.

Qi Wuguo was studying carefully, but a thunder blasted in his ear, completely pulling his heart away from the unknown object under the lotus leaf.

"I regret rejecting your confession that day." Duan Li said, "Although more than half a month has passed, does it still count?"

"what?"

Qi Wuguo turned his head abruptly, and stared at the past with rounded eyes.

confession?

Is this person so fierce, a young man with low self-esteem because of his birth and sexual orientation?To actually confess to Gao Fushuai's roommate at the slightest disagreement, isn't there something wrong with this plot?

But if you calculate the time, the missing pages in the diary are probably about the confession incident.

It turns out that this pit is waiting for me here. This kind of key event is definitely not as simple as being happy and falling in love.

Qi Wuguo opened his mouth, completely lost his composure, and his intuition completely stopped at this moment.

Fortunately, Duan Li seemed to take his surprise as other meanings, and didn't feel that something was wrong, but showed a comforting smile instead.

This is the first time Qi Wuguo saw Duan Li laughing, Duan Li is a very sharp-looking person, and he doesn't like to laugh, which makes people feel more distant.

Even when he is smiling now, his eyes still seem to be frozen, only a few degrees warmer than when he was not smiling.

Qi Wuguo scratched his untidy hair, and finally found his tongue that was taken away by the cat.

"You, me. You don't mean what I think?"

Qi Wuguo blinked his eyes, hoping that Duan Li could understand what he meant with empathy.

He has already begun to come out of the hopeless love, so there is no need to force yourself for the friendship of roommates!Look at my sincere eyes, I'm fine now, really!

Duan Li ignored the desperate hint in his eyes, nodded and said, "I think maybe we can try."

"Try...try?"

"You asked me here before if I could stay with you all the time."

Duan Li's expression became very strange, and he was a little too focused.His pupils were very dark, so dark that he couldn't see a ray of light, coupled with his concentration at the moment, this made Qi Wuguo feel a little depressed.

Qi Wuguo felt a little breathless, and his intuition told him that he could not nod at this moment, nor could he refuse.

He turned his head, laughed dryly a few times, and said, "I'm at a loss for what you said all of a sudden."

The atmosphere suddenly changed, not as stiff as before.

"I understand that your character is always too worrying. You can think about it before answering me."

After Duan Li finished speaking, he got up and left, walked a few steps, and stopped again.

"My promise is always there."

Qi Wuguo waited for a while before turning around, at this time Li's figure had completely disappeared.

He stared blankly there for a long time, until there was an itch on his neck.

Something silky and soft brushed against his neck, bringing up goosebumps.

This feeling is somewhat familiar, it comes from when Qi Wuguo was in high school.

He was an art student and spent most of high school in his studio.

The studio was small, and the girl sitting back to back with him had long hair.Even if she was wearing a ponytail, when she turned her head, her hair would rub against Qi Wuguo's neck.

That was the feeling when the girl's hair brushed Qi Wu's neck back then.

It's just that he is sitting alone by the lake now, and there will be no girl's long hair rubbing against his neck.

Qi Wuguo took a deep breath, then looked up.

What came into view was not a female ghost hanging upside down in the air, but a piece of green.

The bench was under a willow tree, and what brushed against his neck just now were just the leaves of the willow tree.

Being interrupted by the willow tree, Qi Wuguo broke away from the shock brought by Duan Li, and remembered his original plan to come to the lake.

He came to sketch.

Although it was delayed for some time because of Duan Li, Qi Wuguo was not ready to give up.

He opened his sketchbook and started drawing.

A large piece of lotus leaves took shape quickly under his hands, but it is different from the scene in front of him. What Qi Wuguo painted is the lotus pond under the moon.

There is a crescent moon as thin as a willow eyebrow hanging in the sky, and there are endless lotus leaves under the moon. Everything is not like the scene in the world.

Qi Wuguo painted seriously, completely immersed in his own thoughts, he didn't even notice the willow tree behind the bench.

The willow tree is moving.

It is normal for willow trees to move. When the wind blows, the graceful swinging of the hanging willow branches is always a beautiful sight.

But now it is different, what is moving is not the willow branches, but the trunk of the willow tree.

The trunk of the willow tree twisted and struggled, as if it was experiencing some pain. As the trunk twisted more violently, a pair of white hands stretched out from the trunk.

The ten fingers are slender, and Koudan is bright.

This time, it wasn't just the hands that appeared, above the wrists were beautifully shaped arms, and then the shoulders.

When the girl in the skirt emerged from the tree trunk, her long hair was disheveled, blocking her face.

She came out, but didn't go forward, but stayed where she was and straightened her long hair.

The girl's face was finally exposed as the long, disheveled hair was pulled behind her ears.

The willow eyebrows are curved, and the eyes are slightly upturned, which are beautiful classic Danfeng eyes. The bridge of the nose is straight, and the tip of the nose is small and slightly upturned.

Everything fits the definition of beauty, past or present.

Except her lips.

Her lips may have been beautiful once, but now the shape is completely unclear.

From the middle of the man to the chin, there are densely stitched black threads.These black threads twisted and twisted like scars, completely covering the girl's lips.

She took a step forward, and put her white hands on the shoulders of the person in front of her. The scarlet nails were about to cut into the skin of the back of her neck, if they were worth the money.

In another second, this person's head will fall to the ground with a grunt, and maybe it will roll back into the lake to become the nourishment of the lotus.

At that time, the lotus will surely bloom more beautifully.

The girl looked at the wonderful scene, she wanted to laugh, but her lips were caught by the stitches.

In the end, there was only a hideous expression on her face.