Nightmare Apostle

Back in the living room, the comments on the computer screen refreshed rapidly. Soon, the score for the second game came out. There was progress. This time, Qu Yi got 6 points.

The comments from the book friends were even more incisive, pointing out that Qu Yi was courageous, but his capture of details was too poor.

Only 5 points for the first time and 6 points for the second time. Even if he could get a full score of 10 points in the last time, it would be useless.

Now Qu Yi has only one way to survive, that is, not to be found by the writing ghost in the last game.

"Miss Qu, time is running out~" Mr. Wen skillfully tied the black cloth around his eyes, then turned around and began to count silently.

Qu Yi's brain was working fast. She thought of the comments from the book friends on the screen, saying that she captured details too poorly, but... where are the details?

After a moment, Qu Yi suddenly realized that there was a light in the living room, a small light in the bedroom, and a small light in the bathroom. In this way, only the utility room had no light. It was pitch black inside, as if it was intentionally hiding something.

And the writing ghost always searched the utility room first. Would it be... .Could it be that he was worried that he would discover the secret of the utility room?

Thinking of this, Qu Yi made a prompt decision. She walked quickly to the table lamp in the living room. The power cord of the table lamp was very long. Qu Yi carried the table lamp all the way to the utility room. At this moment, the utility room had been destroyed beyond recognition by the writing ghost. Some cabinets and boxes were overturned on the ground.

The wallpaper on the wall was also torn. When Qu Yi got closer, she found that the wallpaper was not a wall, but a large piece of glass.

No, that's not right. It's a big mirror!

The mirror was taller than Qu Yi and almost occupied the entire wall. But with the reminder sound of the writing ghost in the living room, Qu Yi didn't have much time left.

She didn't have time to guess the function of the mirror. The most urgent thing was to find a place to hide. Based on the previous two experiences, she already had a hiding place in mind.

Of course, before that, she had to turn on all the faucets, as well as the old and slag-ridden washing machine.

She deliberately pushed down a cabinet in the utility room, making a noise, and knocked on the mirror hard. This was useless to her, but it could attract the attention of the writing ghost.

After leaving the utility room, she first turned on several faucets and the washing machine, and then walked to the large closet where she had hidden before. This time, she did not slow down her steps. She deliberately opened the closet door with force, and the wooden door hit the closet with a "dong" sound. Then she took out all the neatly arranged clean clothes in the closet on the left and threw them away, making a false impression of hiding inside, and then closed the left closet door tightly. What to do next is the key.

She opened the right closet door, took out all the dirty clothes piled inside, and threw them to the top of the closet, which was a blind spot. Then she hid in the dirty closet on the right, curled up, and covered herself with the remaining dirty clothes to disguise herself as the pile of dirty clothes.

The most critical step in this plan is that the right closet door must not be closed, and half of it must be left specially, so that the writing ghost can directly see this familiar pile of "dirty clothes".

After everything was ready, the time came. Qu Yi curled up and dared not move. She did everything she could. Playing hide-and-seek with the original owner of the house in such a small room was simply an impossible task.

The situation was just as she expected. This time, the writing ghost was obviously a little panicked. He rushed directly to the utility room and searched for a long time in it. His movements were much rougher than before. Although Qu Yi couldn't figure out what the mirror was for the time being, she was sure that there must be a mystery in it.

After coming out of the utility room, the writing ghost quickly turned off several faucets and the washing machine, which delayed him for some time. Qu Yi held her breath because the footsteps were coming towards her.

"Bang!"

The left cabinet door was roughly opened and hit the edge of the wooden cabinet heavily. Then the few clean clothes left in it were pulled out all at once, and Qu Yi, who was hiding in the dirty clothes on the right side of the wooden cabinet, didn't dare to move at all. She silently prayed in her heart that the gods and Buddhas would bless her.

As if a god had heard her sincere prayers, the writing ghost did not search the right side where she was hiding after searching the cabinet on the left. Instead, it quickly checked under the bed, behind the curtains and other places where people could hide, and even behind the sofa where she had hidden before.

Then he rushed to the bedroom. There was a sound of rummaging from the direction of the bedroom. Qu Yi's heart was pounding. She knew that there was not much time left for the writing ghost. There might be less than 10 seconds left. This round... she won!

Soon, the writing ghost walked out of the bedroom, but this time, the footsteps stopped. Qu Yi's heart tightened. The place where the footsteps stopped seemed not far from the computer.

Soon, a crisp keyboard tapping sound rang out, and Qu Yi suddenly had an ominous premonition.

But before she could figure it out, the footsteps moved quickly in the next second and came straight to her. A hand reached into the closet, pulled her out, and threw her heavily to the ground.

"You cheated!" Qu Yi endured the severe pain and asked loudly.

She never expected that the biggest crisis would come from those invisible book friends, who told the writing ghost where they were hiding.

At this moment, the writing ghost changed his gentle and elegant attitude, pulled Qu Yi's hair with a ferocious face, dragged her to the utility room, and threw her in. The force was so great that Qu Yi was completely unable to resist. She only stopped after knocking down a wooden table and a cabinet in succession.

Lying helplessly on the ground, it took a long time to finally swallow the bloody smell in her throat. She was injured, but fortunately, her limbs could still move and there were no fractures.

Now it was pitch black all around. It seemed that the writing ghost had closed the door. It was not suitable to stay here for long. She had to move. Before the writing ghost could kill her, she had to find the door and leave.

No, that was not right. Qu Yi suddenly had a terrifying guess in her mind. Perhaps the writing ghost was also in this utility room. This was the last game, a real hide-and-seek.

In any case, Qu Yi had to move. She carefully explored a little bit and moved to the right. The most urgent thing was to find a wall. As long as she moved along the wall, she would definitely find the exit.

Time passed by, and Qu Yi panicked. She was sure that she had been walking in one direction, but she did not touch the wall. What was more terrifying was that the surrounding environment seemed to have changed. All the nearby debris disappeared, and there was a soft touch under her feet.

Squatting down and reaching out to touch, Qu Yi's guess was confirmed. There was a thick plush carpet under her feet.

There was no such thing in the utility room, so... So she came to a strange place. This place was more like a warm bedroom.

Suddenly, Qu Yi thought of the big mirror hidden behind the wallpaper in the utility room, and suddenly she panicked. Could it be that she had traveled through time and space into the world in the mirror?

At this point, Qu Yi had no way out, and could only carefully explore the unknown darkness ahead. Not long after, she touched a bed.

The bed was very soft, with a thick mattress, but then Qu Yi accidentally touched something cold.

It was an iron chain, very strong, one end extended into the darkness, and the other end was on the bed. Qu Yi followed the chain to the bed, and the next second, Qu Yi couldn't help shivering, and she touched a cold little hand at the end of the chain.