Game of Destiny: This player is different

It took a long time to write.

Considering the personal safety of Luo Cuilian and her two children, Hanlin Zimo gave Li Laoer a bottle of sedatives to make him fall asleep.

To inquire about the specific location of the ghost, we can only wait until the old man wakes up tomorrow.

Before leaving, Qin Nuo exchanged two packs of Huazi with Zhang Shengli for four yuan, and stuffed it into Luo Cuilian's hand along with daily necessities such as a mirror and a comb.

After all, this family was so poor that even he couldn't stand it.

After leaving Li Laoer's house, Zhang Shengli went to the willow forest river at the head of the village to touch a few old turtles in order to thank the educated youth for their help.

In the 1960s, many things were public.

That is, the chickens, ducks, cattle, sheep, fish, shrimps, clams and crabs raised in the village belonged to the production team, and ordinary people could not fish for them privately.

Once discovered, it would be treated as theft, and the consequences would be quite serious.

The old turtles raised in the river at the head of the village naturally belonged to it.

Zhang Shengli took the risk to get it, on the one hand out of gratitude, on the other hand it was also a bit of a hush money.

Although the dinner in the evening could not be turned down, the players did have ways to do it.

For example, they poured the food into their backpacks, took a few bites and then vomited the food under the pretext of urinating, etc.

After a meal, 60% of the dishes on the table were eaten by Zhang's father and son.

Especially the old turtle soup, which made them blush and their eyes almost blanch.

When they lay down at night, they would fuck their wives until they screamed (people in the countryside get married early, Zhang Xuegong and Zhang Xuenong got married before they were 20 years old), and even the players far away in the Great Hall could hear it.

...

"Will the door-kicking ghost come tonight?"

Cherry asked Qin Nuo while drinking the porridge made from various emergency foods.

"It will come."

Qin Nuo poured a spoonful of Sanhua evaporated milk into the pot and said calmly: "We don't have that much energy to waste on it. It's best to solve it as soon as possible."

Brother Arrow: "Are you sure?"

"Yes, 50%."

"That's quite high."

Qin Nuo nodded: "Either success or failure, half and half."

Brother Arrow's old face darkened, and he stopped talking and drank three bowls of wine.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

Hanlin Zimo, who was in charge of the sentry, looked around at the door.

After making sure that no other villagers were approaching, he returned to the house.

He dismantled the wooden door with quick movements and supported his hands on the wall to activate the title skill.

In a moment, he was completely turned into stone and merged with the wall.

The remaining four players adjusted their states and closed their eyes to rest.

Waiting for the door-kicking ghost to arrive.

The house was pitch black, and the fluorescent sticks on the ground emitted a faint blue light, adding a touch of weirdness to the quiet atmosphere.

When Qin Nuo circulated the Nine Yang Manual again, there was a faint rustling sound outside the house.

Tap, tap, tap...

It was like someone was walking on tiptoe outside, with very light steps.

This sound instantly made the four players open their eyes.

"These are the footsteps of the ghost who kicked the door last night."

"It really came."

Everyone's expression changed slightly.

At this time, it was pitch black outside, and nothing could be seen through the paper on the window.

But the sound of the "creaking" doors opening in the two houses next door was clearly heard by them.

It was as if the ghost was pushing open the doors one by one to check if there were any living people inside.

The ghost who kicked the door did not linger in the second adobe house for a long time, and walked towards the last room with heavy steps.

This heavy footsteps could not be made by a living person, but more like a stiff, cold corpse walking.

Qin Nuo circulated the Nine Yang Manual and stared at the wall transformed by Hanlin Zimo.

Success or failure depends on this one move.

If the speculation of "no door to open" is wrong, tonight is the time for them to fight head-on with the ghost who kicks the door.

There is a high possibility that someone will die.

Leng Daidai, who is the most timid, has cold sweat all over his face.

She tightly grasped the Night God trombone, and her heart almost jumped out of her throat.

"Calm down, calm down... Even if the ghost comes in, it may not be our opponent.

And Qin Shisan said that the condition for the ghost to kill people is to open the door. If there is no door here, it will not trigger the opportunity to kill."

She kept repeating to comfort herself, forcing her emotions to calm down.

The most nervous person is Hanlin Zimo.

Although he has turned to stone, anyone would feel guilty when he comes into contact with a ghost at such a close distance.

"It, stopped."

Suddenly, Qin Nuo heard the footsteps stop.

Just outside the house separated by a wall.

The players can feel the cold breath from last night gradually passing through the wall and enveloping them.

Between breaths, the unique smell of decay of corpses drifted into the nose.

The atmosphere was extremely depressing.

Would the door-kicker continue to kick the door, or leave?

No one was sure.

In the room covered by a faint blue light, the ghost and the player were in a stalemate with a wall between them.

The surroundings were so quiet that it was a little scary.

Except for the slightly heavy breathing of the player, no other sound could be heard.

The ghost's lack of movement did not mean there was no danger.

As long as it was still outside and had not left, it indicated that an attack could come at any time.

Qin Nuo slowly stood up and walked to the wall where Hanlin Zimo had transformed.

He placed his hands on the stone surface, ready to fight.

"There are three possibilities. One is that the door-kicking ghost will continue to kick the door according to the established rules of action.

If I act in time, I will continue to play the drama of last night.

But without Hanlin Zimo, the consumption will be greater.

The second is that the door-kicking ghost will leave because there is no door and look for the next target.

Three..."

Just as Qin Nuo's mind was turning rapidly, the footsteps outside the house moved again.

Step, step, step...

It did not retreat and leave, nor did it sprint and kick, but wandered in front of the wall.

Because the actual situation could not be seen, no one knew what the door-kicking ghost was doing.

The players' hearts trembled slightly in the sound of the door-kicking ghost pacing back and forth.

And as the pacing frequency became faster and faster, it gradually tightened.

What exactly does it want to do?

Suddenly, the footsteps stopped.

Everything around fell into a depressing silence again.

"Stopped? Could it be that my guess is correct?"

Qin Nuo's title skill can see ghosts, but cannot see through walls.

At this time, it is only clear that the door-kicking ghost did not continue to move.

The other three players stared at the wall.

The cessation of the sound made them not happy at all, but more afraid.

If the ghost just stays outside and doesn't leave, where should they go?

Time passed by in agony.

The footsteps of the door-kicking ghost did not sound again for several hours.

"Brother Qin, what happened to the ghost? Is it tired of walking?"

Cherry swallowed her saliva and asked in a low voice.

Qin Nuo shook his head and denied: "Ghosts don't get tired."

"What's going on?" Brother Jian asked hurriedly.

"If I'm right." Qin Nuo paused, and said a few words with a strange look on his face: "The ghost should be in a self-contradiction and freeze..."