dead me, join the horror game

Thinking of this, Ye Bingwen closed his eyes peacefully, and slowly fell asleep.

"Swish—swish—"

There was a rustling sound in the silent living room, as if something had climbed onto the bed, but Ye Bingwen, who was hungry and sleepy, took it as a dream and fell into a deep sleep.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

I don't know how long it took, Ye Bingwen, who had a sound sleep, felt something beating him. After a few seconds of brain shutdown, he immediately woke up. He sat up straight like a frightened bird, and looked around vigilantly.

"You finally woke up." Standing in front of him at this moment is the "Prince Charming" that Ye Bingwen has been thinking about day and night. He muttered, "Last night's news... I saw it this morning."

"But... I have a question." After speaking, the male corpse reached out and picked up a pair of colored boxers, with a puzzled tone: "Why... did you... throw this... on the ground?"

"What happened last night... what?"

Ye Bingwen: "?"

Didn't this thing fit him well? Why... damn it!

No wonder I felt cold in my lower body in my dream last night. It turned out to be because of this reason, but he didn't take it off last night. Who did it?

"Look at me...why?" Sensing Ye Bingwen's suspicious gaze, the male corpse's tone became harsh: "I didn't do it...you go find it."

After finishing speaking, it threw the boxer pants that belonged to Ye Bingwen over.

it?

Ye Bingwen was stunned for a second after catching the boxers, but immediately realized who the other party was talking about, and his face turned green instantly.

What did that bastard thing do last night?

Damn it, you won't suck his yang energy, will you?

"Uh."

After putting on his clothes, Ye Bingwen tried to stand up, but the weakness of his waist made it impossible for him to complete this action, and the male corpse watching from the side was shocked: "I see, did you...did you deliberately push me away last night?"

"There is a good thing... If you don't share it with me, I will... admit you wrong."

Ye Bingwen: "?"

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"Well……"

When the time came in the morning, Zuo Tong sat up half asleep and half awake, his mind went blank.

It was still dark and cloudy outside, and she was a little reluctant to get up for a while, but after thinking about what happened last night, the girl immediately cheered up.

The pile of things last night was not cleaned up due to the battery of the phone, and I have to clean it up again later...

But Melville must be woken up now.

"Melville, get up."

Zuo Tong stretched out his hand and shook the blond woman next to her who was still immersed in sleep, and it took almost a minute to wake her up.

"Ok?"

The sweet dream was forcibly interrupted, Melville frowned and grabbed the little hand that was shaking him, shook his head, and then looked at the girl in front of him with puzzled eyes, as if he was thinking about why someone else was lying on his bed on the bed.

Oh yes, I'm in the game now!

Almost forgot again.

After a while, she finally woke up and asked quickly, "What time is it?"

"It's now... 10:20 in the morning." Zuo Tong picked up the mobile phone placed aside and checked the time on it, and soon she noticed the full bar signal at the top of the screen: "Eh? There's a signal .”

"That means the network has been restored?" Hearing this, Melville immediately picked up his phone and checked the message records, but to his surprise, no one sent her a message, and the group chat was completely silent.

Is everyone still awake?

It's really puzzling...

【Melville: Good morning】

To verify this, Melville edited a greeting message and sent it to the group chat, but no one responded after a full minute, which made her a little worried.

Did he not wake up...or was there an accident?

"Miss Melville." Zuo Tong saw the message sent by the other party in the group chat, so he naturally knew what she was worried about, and patiently persuaded him: "I guess they all encountered some troubles last night, and it's still cloudy today. It’s normal to not wake up at this time.”

"No..." After hearing Zuo Tong's words, Melville shook his head, frowned and said, "Our show starts at 01:30 in the afternoon and ends at 02:30."

"If they don't wake up now, the afternoon show will be over."

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"It's over, Mr. Qiu Dong."

Inside the hotel, an anxious Manan Weir woke up Qiu Dong. The latter stared blankly at the screen of the black policeman's mobile phone, and read the time on it: "10 o'clock...50 minutes?"

"We missed the most important morning!" Manan Weil spread his arms and said in an extremely excited tone: "1:[-] pm is our performance time, but we can only play a little star!"

"What's the deal with this! My God, it's going to be screwed up!"

"This..." Qiu Dong was also dumbfounded, he hesitated for a long time and didn't know what to say.

In fact, Manan Weil's description is a bit exaggerated. With their performance level, there is no difference between such an extra morning. In a sense, it is actually worse than such a sleep.

But it would be a lie to say that he is not nervous. You must know that there are only 2 and a half hours left before their performance, and the remaining time is already very urgent. It can be said that no minute or second can be wasted.

"Drip-"

When the message notification sounded, Qiu Dong immediately turned on his phone, and went to the top of the group chat to check the message from the beginning.

Melville was the first to send a message today at 10:20. The second message was Ye Bingwen, who appeared 10 minutes after Melville sent the message, and then Manan Weil. He sent the message 3 minutes ago, asking about the arrangement of today's performance.

The latest news was released by Ye Bingwen, and the news he brought was a blessing in this misfortune.

Photos, only 1 photo away.

[Ye Bingwen: Live up to expectations, the photo has already been taken, everyone hurry up and gather at the stage area@全部members]

Without the slightest hesitation, the two immediately put on their coats, then opened the door and walked into the corridor of the hotel.

"Kuyuan Temple?"

As soon as she walked out of the room, Qiu Dong saw a familiar figure in a kimono at the corner of the corridor. She didn't seem to notice the two of them, and she walked along the corridor towards the stairs expressionlessly.

I always feel that something is wrong...

"Ok?"

Soon, Qiu Dong discovered the source of the strangeness, and frowned slightly.

Strange, why didn't she bring that knife today?

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ps: 2.3w has been repaid

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My eyes are a little sore today, the new chapter is a little late

Volume 117 Yuquan Village: Chapter 111 Chapter 6 The Masterless Demon Sword ([-]K)

Qiu Dong wiped his eyes, and cast his gaze in the direction of Jiuyuansi Lisa again.

This time he thoroughly confirmed that the girl really didn't carry the Taidao she had been carrying with her yesterday.

Not to mention too sharp, he didn't even see the scabbard, it seemed that the other party put it in the room.

"What's the matter?" Manan Will, who walked out of the room after him, looked in the direction Qiu Dong was looking at suspiciously, but he came a little slower, and Jiuyuansi Lisa just walked off at the moment his gaze was cast. up the stairs.

"Oh, it's nothing." Qiu Dong turned his gaze back, picked up the phone to check the time, and said in a tight tone: "Okay, we should go there."

After all, it will be time to perform on stage in a while, and knives are definitely not allowed when they hold a concert, so it is normal for Kuonji Rissa to go without a knife, nothing unexpected.

Time was tight, and the two of them had no intention of having lunch, so they immediately arrived at the soundproof room in the stage area as quickly as possible. Apart from the two of them, there were also Kuenji Risa and Zaozao who had arrived one step ahead of them. That's Ye Bingwen who came here.

The former had nothing to say and everything was normal. He probably slept soundly last night, but the latter seemed to be a little depressed. He must have had a hard time last night. After all, he lived in a high-risk homestay that was haunted by strange things.

It's really not easy, being alone with Wei Yi, without any harm, and successfully taking pictures of each other.

For this reason, Qiu Dong and Manan Weir couldn't help being awe-inspiring, especially to face the weird Manan Weir alone tonight. After seeing the "predecessor"'s terrible mental outlook, his psychological pressure was even greater.

"I've already taken the photos, but I'll keep them here for the time being, and I'll send them to you after the performance." Ye Bingwen took a deep breath, and said to the two who came late: "Hurry up for the rest of the time. Well, Melville won't be here in a moment, so let's get started now."

"Okay." The people present didn't have any objections to his arrangement, and now they can hug Buddha's feet before the battle, but when they come on stage, they can only hug the bronze statue of SpongeBob SquarePants on the stage.

Following Ye Bingwen's order, everyone went to their respective positions and started a new round of practice.

……

"Thank you for the hospitality. Their rehearsals are almost done. It's time for me to go there now."

The time came to 11:30 noon. Under Zuotong's kind hospitality, Melville urged the girl to have lunch with Ye Bingwen's message.

Of course, she didn't stay just for a meal, but for the private transaction that hadn't been completed last night.

Taking advantage of the meal, she exchanged some information about the players' common sense for a large number of talismans, as well as some special "safety talismans" made by the other party.

"Although you can't use it to exorcise evil spirits, as long as you carry it with you, you can bring peace. I hope you can share these talismans with everyone." ——this is what Zuo Tong said when he presented these talismans.

Although Melville didn't see any great effect of the talisman, she must know that the only one who broke through the restriction of the talisman and attacked them was the night ghost last night. The other evil spirits seemed to have lost their voices, and she couldn't feel them at all. The presence.

"Go slowly, I hope your performance goes well."

After handing over the "Peace Talisman" signed by [Plague] to Melville, Zuo Tong smiled and raised his hand to say goodbye to her with a very sincere tone.

She really hoped that the players would have a smooth performance and get through the game safely.

Only in this way can we meet again in the next game...

As for the location of the reunion, there is no need to say much, presumably Qiu Dong will tell them.

After watching Melville leave the yard until she completely disappeared from sight, Zuo Tong turned and went back to the room to draw more "Safe Talismans", but at this moment, there was a throbbing in her heart.

There seemed to be some voice calling her, but she couldn't hear it at all, as if it was cut off by something.

"?"

What the hell?

The girl stood up and looked around vigilantly, but found nothing. The huge room was extremely silent, and there was no one but her at the moment, and she didn't feel any peeping eyes.

It was close to noon, and the talismans were working normally. It should be impossible for evil spirits to sneak into the house at this time.

What is that voice?

This is not an illusion, if Zuo Tong concentrates on listening, he can vaguely hear some voices, and it sounds so familiar, as if he heard it somewhere.

The most important thing is that this voice rang directly in her mind, which was completely beyond her prediction.

It was the first time for Zuo Tong to encounter such a situation, and he couldn't think of any way to deal with it for a while, and he didn't even know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.

"Yu... Hotel..."

It seemed to be a woman's voice, but it sounded intermittent and distorted.

Wait a minute, could it be the influence of the Pure Heart Talisman?

With a flash of inspiration in Zuo Tong's brain, he immediately took off the yellow talisman paper he was carrying with him, and the voice in his mind instantly became much clearer.

"Miss Yu...room 305 in the hotel...ask for help."

Left pupil: "?"

What do you mean, let me go to room 305 in the hotel?

No, you have created telepathy, and the purpose is too obvious, right?

But with such a weird way of calling, who would dare to go to it?

Could it be that this is a trap of the God of Spring... No, although she killed the night ghost last night, it is impossible for the God of Spring to know about it, unless it was poisoned by those [plague] and tracked down her presence.

But this is not logical. If Quanshen really found out about her existence, he would have kicked her out by using his authority. How could he have the leisure and elegance to chat with her in private.

So whose voice is it?

Although the Purification Talisman was removed, the voice in his head was still a little fuzzy, but the good news is that Zuo Tong could hear what the other party said clearly.