Strange story player

Like being thirsty, Qin Manjiang's stomach growled immediately.

He immediately said the same answer as before:

"I'll go down to the bottom of the well and find something to eat!"

His behavior is very much like that of a scumbag who is used to drawing cakes, but now apart from this method of delaying time, he really can't think of any other way.

Is it possible to conjure up food and drink for it?

This time, however, he could not delay for long.

"Plop——"

He was at the bottom of the well.

The moss on the stone wall gave off a faint green light, which made Qin Manjiang's heart beat.

The female ghost on her back was still there, but she didn't say a word.

Qin Manjiang didn't feel tired carrying it, but... a little scary.

He raised his head and glanced at the wellhead above his head. It was so dark that he couldn't see the night sky or Miss Lin Yanqing who was following him.

What exactly is going on?

Moreover, the bottom of the well was much larger than he imagined!

A row of gravel paths, paved with green moss, extended into the darkness.

Qin Manjiang looked at the bottomless darkness and wondered what the ghost on his back meant.

What about the others who came down first?

What about the people behind you?

Why am I the only one now...

At this moment, a white light suddenly lit up deep in the dark bottom of the well.

Two colorful boys and girls made of paper figures, each holding a white paper lantern, walked out stiffly:

"A distinguished guest is coming..."

"A distinguished guest is coming..."

The two paper figures had gloomy voices. Although they had smiles on their faces, there was no smile at all. Their voices sounded like the boys greeting guests in front of the theater.

Their hands holding the lamps lit up the small gravel path.

Does this mean I should follow this path?

Qin Manjiang has no idea what this ghost story game is trying to do. If a ghost just wants to kill people, why does it need so many twists and turns?

This is completely beyond Qin Manjiang's understanding of the ghosts in the ghost talk game.

This is not like a purely malicious ghost at all. It has its own thoughts. It does want to kill people, but the way it kills... seems to have a sense of ritual.

The white gravel twists and turns leading to the depths. Qin Manjiang just stepped on it and suddenly asked: "Excuse me, is there anything to eat and drink here? I have a friend who is hungry."

White mist filled the air under his feet, and wisps of coldness condensed after Qin Manjiang made a sound. Faintly, he heard small and strange sounds, as if many people were sobbing.

The sound of sobbing was particularly eerie in the depressing environment at the bottom of the well.

But... Qin Manjiang suddenly felt a light touch on his back, and the chill that penetrated his bone marrow suddenly disappeared.

The arms wrapped around his neck also disappeared.

Is it gone? !

The moment Li Gui left, Qin Manjiang suddenly felt someone tapping him on the shoulder.

He broke into a cold sweat!

who? !

Turning around, he saw a beautiful face only half a meter away from him.

Is it Lin Yanqing?

"I didn't see you just now, but suddenly I saw you..." She looked at Qin Manjiang, her face covered with makeup was particularly beautiful, but also very strange, "Xiao Qi, are you very hot?"

Qin Manjiang immediately shook his head: "It's not hot, just a little tired."

Lin Yanqing smiled, looked him over, and said, "Follow me."

After that, she walked away. Judging from her familiar posture, it didn't look like this woman had been down to the bottom of the well for the first time.

Qin Manjiang hurriedly chased after him under the "watching" of the two welcoming paper figures.

The space at the bottom of the well, except for the small gravel path under the feet, is covered with thick moss on all four walls. Cold water droplets seep from the cracks in the stones above and drip onto the ground, making a slight echo.

"Xiao Qi, do you understand opera?"

Lin Yanqing, who was walking in front, suddenly asked.

Qin Manjiang shook his head decisively, but before he could speak, Lin Yanqing continued:

"I think you understand..."

She turned back lightly and looked at Qin Manjiang: "Aren't you playing...Xiao Qi?"

Qin Manjiang was shocked and had goosebumps all over his body!

Who is this woman...? !

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Above the wellhead.

Nie Yunzhen had already gone down the well, leaving only Yang and the last few troupe members still above.

From dozens of people just now, there are only a few people left, but there are still so many paper figures around, which is getting more and more nervous.

None of the remaining troupe members wanted to be the last to leave.

At this time Yang said: "I will go down last."

The others were eager for someone to follow behind. They nodded quickly when they heard this, and they couldn't wait to drill down the well.

Yang looked at their behavior and suddenly felt a little ironic.

Humans are really strange creatures. Before, they were dawdling one by one and no one was willing to go down first. But when everyone was almost gone, no one was willing to fall behind.

After all, this is also a very typical herd mentality.

The influence and pressure of the group is enough to make most people give up their own opinions, or even go against their own opinions, in order to keep their speech and behavior consistent with the group.

Yang slowly walked towards the wellhead and looked down at the bottomless darkness at the wellhead.

Why did the actor who committed suicide by throwing himself into a well take revenge on the entire troupe?

In fact, the reason is not difficult to guess at all. You can roughly guess it from the behavior and attitudes of these people.

Perhaps, like going down the well, they were engaged in an orgy of group conformity.

etc……

Yang's heart moved, and an extremely bold idea appeared in his mind.

Judging from the current situation, this ghost wants to take revenge on the entire troupe. In other words, it wants to kill at least thirty or forty people!

If this is really the case, then what is the law of killing?

Although the permanent props are no longer there, the brain is still there. More importantly, although this body is not as strong as his own body, it is still usable and does not make Yang feel too accustomed to it.

He grasped the rope tightly and also entered the bottom of the well.

Now, there is another question that needs to be clarified.

Why did only the four of us come to this world, and what about the rest?

Didn't come?

Or... arrived one step ahead of schedule?

Yang thought about various possibilities, and the worst possibility among them was undoubtedly...

Others are not on the same page as them.

In case this ultimate game is divided into factions, the four of them belong to the [Nanzhifang] faction.

The remaining seven people belong to the [Jingjingxizi] faction, so one of them will almost certainly be destroyed.

Even total annihilation.

After all, even if they are on the same side as the ghosts, it does not mean that the ghosts will treat them differently. The risks are the same, but the tasks to achieve the clearance conditions are different.

I hope...it won't be the second one.

Yang slid all the way to the bottom of the well smoothly.

Speaking of which, if their souls have penetrated into the bodies of the members of the [Nanzhifang] troupe, what are the conditions for passing the level?

Could it be that he sang the last scene of hell for the evil ghost and survived?

If this is the case, then there should be many twists and turns in this drama...

I'm coming