After being trapped in the infinite variety show, the big salted fish killed her crazy

Chapter 11 The Ruthless Bottler

Chu Xiaoqin over there began to ask loudly: "Yun Shu? Are you really okay?"

"fine!"

As soon as the words fell, Lu Mingzhu started screaming again.

"What! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa it's behind you!"

They all shouted an echo, Chu Xiaoqin had no time to care about this side.

Yun Shu held the remaining mouth of the wine bottle, leaning her back against the wooden frame, staring straight at the dangling rope that gradually stopped.

After staying in the dark for a long time, her eyes will adapt accordingly, and she can barely see what it is by squinting slightly.

It was a head that had been smashed to pieces.

She stuck the wine bottle on the rope and slashed down hard, completely breaking the thing and falling, before she took a step forward and kicked it with her toe.

Sure enough, not true.

She closed her eyes and let out a slow breath, fumbling with the sharp end of the broken wine bottle, poked every lump twice again, to make sure there was nothing else before she was relieved.

When she came back, she paused, as if she had stepped on a thick piece of paper.

Wouldn't it be so coincidental?

The sweet and sticky wine was spilled on the ground, and she squatted down to touch the wetness of her hands.

In the dark, there is no difference between wine and blood, both are disgusting to the touch.

Yun Shu endured the discomfort and touched it twice before picking up the card soaked in the wine.

It is square and square with sharp edges. Although the words on it are not clear, it can be basically confirmed that it is a bonus card.

It should have floated down from that ghost's head.

Really, the more negative sabotage, the luckier you are.

After finding a card that was guaranteed not to be eliminated, she simply sat in a dry place next to her and didn't plan to move any more.

The cries of Lu Mingzhu and Chu Xiaoqin were still echoing in the basement, and they could tell where they were from the left to the right.

Like a mouse stepping on a landmine, it ran wildly, and then was bombed by the mine.

She suddenly felt that this metaphor was still a bit funny, and a pile of tattered ghost heads lying on the side was not so scary anymore.

The wooden frame was leaned against and swayed, and the wine bottles clinked together again, and she took out a bottle casually.

The sweaty palms were pressed against the cold bottle, which felt much more comfortable.

She looked left and right again, the light here was too dark to see people clearly, could those "eyes" see their movements clearly?
How did those people judge whether all five cards were found?Also, why exactly five cards?
Once suspicion arises, any clues will be questioned.

The yelling from behind continued. She stabilized her mood and raised her voice to shout at them: "Lu Mingzhu! Did you meet the ghost head that fell? Check to see if there is a card on the head!"

Lu Mingzhu yelled as if she was trying to put out a fire with her throat, her brain was almost starved of oxygen, so she couldn't hear her words clearly.

It was Chu Xiaoqin who asked, "Yun Shu, what did you say? Did you find the bonus card?"

Lu Mingzhu: "What card?!"

Yun Shu: "...the bonus card may be in that ghost's head!"

Lu Mingzhu: "What ghost head?! We didn't see a ghost head! That, that means there are ghosts! Ahhh!"

Yun Shu: "..."

She fell silent, but Lu Mingzhu seemed to have found a way to temporarily suppress her fear, and took the initiative to talk to her.

Still shouting from afar.

"Yunshu! Talk to me! Did you see a ghost? Come and find us!"

"What are you doing here? Bring a ghost to serve you wine?" She replied angrily.

Lu Mingzhu: "There are so many people that you can't... Ah! Chu Xiaoqin! Your head!"

head?Head off?
Yun Shu was startled, and immediately got up in the dark, and asked over there, "Lu Mingzhu? What's wrong with Chu Xiaoqin?"

"There's something exactly like his head!"

"..." She was startled, but let's pass this situation, her ears will be deafened, "You stop there and don't move, I'll come over. Lu Mingzhu, say a few more words, so I can tell the direction."

"Well, then I said it."

After a pause, she began to babble.

"Actually, I'm much prettier than Yunshu. I used to be a flower in ten miles and eight villages. My mother said that I was the prettiest among the five generations of our family. Can the audience of the show vote for me?"

Sticking to the wooden frame, Chu Xiaoqin was so frightened that he couldn't recover for a long time: "..."

Yun Shu: "..."

Such a refreshing and unaffected way of canvassing votes.

Yun Shu fumbled step by step to where the sound came from, stepping heavily, so that they could hear her approaching.

After finally getting close, the props that were triggered by them rushing around blocked her in front of her.

It was another hanging thing. She almost bumped into it before realizing it. The horror of people and hanged grimacing faces made her feel that the hairs on her face were standing on end.

She immediately took a step back, took a deep breath, weighed the wine bottle in her hand, and slammed it over again.

Like hitting a hanging ball, the long-tongue hanged ghost was hit far away, and then swung back, splitting his head halfway.

As soon as Lu Mingzhu heard the sound of bang bang bang, she turned around, but couldn't see it, so she could only call Yun Shu louder.

"Did you do it? What?"

"ghost."

"What did you do to the ghost?"

"It's okay, I can help you put its head back together if you like it."

"..." Lu Mingzhu trembled and held back her words.

When Yunshu came to them, she felt a warm body beside her and touched it.

"Chu Xiaoqin?"

Chu Xiaoqin flinched, and then slowly answered: "It's me. On my right, there is..."

"Oh!"

Before he could speak clearly, the head that was very similar to him was hammered to pieces.

Chu Xiaoqin stared at this scene with his eyes wide open, shivering, and felt his head ache.

Lu Mingzhu yelled in response to the situation, and then watched helplessly as the head that swung back was hammered again, and the whole prop rotted to the ground, while Yun Shu squatted down and touched it.

In her opinion, this behavior is no different from finding food in a mass burial ground.

"What are you touching? Yes, there is blood..."

"It's wine." Yun Shu glanced at her, "Is your nose also a decoration?"

Lu Mingzhu was silent for two seconds, and unexpectedly said: "Why did you say 'also'?"

"Guess. Squat down and look for the card."

She gave orders, and then stood up by herself, without much effort.

Throwing away the broken wine bottle in her hand, after listening to the noise for a while, she groped for another bottle of wine from the wooden shelf.

"Did you find a card? If not, keep looking."

Lu Mingzhu: "How to find it?"

"Most of the cards are in those scary things, so if you see one smashed, come and find it."

Lu Mingzhu swallowed.

It's really strange to say such things with such a pure face, I always feel that the wine bottle will hit her on the head one day.

The two held back their fear and touched for a while, but they couldn't find any bonus cards, so they had to keep looking.

Yun Shu took the lead and kept her word, when she encountered a falling head, she took out a bottle of wine and threw it at it, the sound of shattering was endless.

...

Ning Siyun looked at the ruthless bottle-wielding man on the screen, his eyebrows were twitching, and he turned to look at the assistant.

"The cheapest of those wines is [-] a bottle."

assistant:"……"

How did he know that Yun Shu would come up with such a way!

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(End of this chapter)