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Only when you are pampered and protected by your family can you be so innocent and willful. Like a pampered cat, you are very lovable no matter how you look at it.
But that's not him.
Ren Yifei had a faint look of fatigue on his brows, and he placed his hands on the bamboo shed. He slowly exhaled and exhaled, and even stretched out his hand to pull off his collar, only to feel that his breathing became easier.
This is the longest scene he has ever played.
"My mouth has been busy for half a day, either talking or eating.
"But Ren Yifei actually doesn't like to talk. It's not because of his nature, but because of the influence of the environment. Over time, it becomes part of his personality.
There are few secrets in this business. What you complain about, show off, or say in drunkenness one day becomes public property the next day, appearing in other people's mouths and on the Internet, making people comment and look for it again and again. loopholes.
So he doesn¡¯t like to talk, let alone show himself to others.
He took out the card and touched it with his fingertips. The rose gold words glowed in the dark.
¡¾One of the players is a murderer, find it, or survive for seven days. ¡¿
Ren Yifei makes a bold assumption: the player suddenly appears in the crowd, and disrespecting the deceased will expose his identity. There is a 'ghost' hidden among the players, and the existence of the 'ghost' may threaten their survival for seven days.
To find the ¡®ghost¡¯ and survive seven days, it uses an ¡®or¡¯, that is to say, just meet one condition. Follow the process of passing the game, or these are the basic conditions for passing the game.
So as long as you successfully perform for seven days, you can survive.
But will things go so smoothly?
"Who is inside? I'm so anxious! Hurry up, hurry up." Someone came outside the hut and stamped their feet outside the door.
Ren Yifei came to his senses and put down his hand.
It¡¯s time, the next scene begins.
Slowly, a cheeky smile appeared on the mouth, and the corners of the mouth were adjusted to fit the character of "A Fei" more. Then the eyes, then the eyebrows, and the stance became more informal.
So layer by layer, it formed a mask covering his face.
"Hurry up." People outside shouted.
On the blank mask, the eyebrows were drawn one by one, turning into the face of 'A Fei'.
His tone also changed slightly, becoming more lively: "It'll be ready soon, don't hurry, hurry, hurry."
When Ren Yifei returned to the front yard, there happened to be three players missing on the card table, so he pulled him in.
"Wait until I kill you all." He rolled up his sleeves.
They played until midnight. The watchman walked past the door, banging his wooden clapper, and his hoarse voice and the crisp sound of tapping the bamboo tube could be heard in the quiet night.
"It's three o'clock in the morning, everything is safe and sound."
Dark clouds gathered, covering the moon, the wind stopped, the chanting stopped, the hoarse crying stopped, and even the night watchman's voice stopped.
Ren Yifei was holding the cards in his hand, with a beaming expression on his face, and was about to throw him away. In an instant, everyone on the other side froze, their eyes unblinking, and he was so frightened that he stopped suddenly.
Stuck and stopped?
Someone has a bug?
His thoughts were flying for a moment, and his body froze there, motionless.
He initially stared, but then he felt something was wrong, so he slowly relaxed his muscles, closed his eyes quietly, squinted just a slit, and wandered around.
The world has never been so quiet as it is now, only the inferior candlelight is still beating and making crackling sounds.
"Everyone, come out."
Changsun, who was kneeling on the ground to burn paper, threw the remaining pieces of paper money into the copper basin, clapped his hands and stood up.
He looked around, his eyes met the players with different expressions, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "I have noticed you a long time ago."
In the world that suddenly stopped, the players were restless, which seemed weird and dazzling and could not be ignored.
The young man named Asong stood up helplessly. He passed by the card table and happened to see 'A Fei'. He leaned against the bamboo shed and faced the mourning hall, with his eyes closed, a proud smile on his lips, and a sign in his hand.
Did you get some good cards?
The other players came out from the corners one after another and walked to the center.
¡®Monk¡¯ was the first to run out. He walked too fast and almost fell.
He looked surprised to find his companion, and his voice was urgent and panicked: "You guys got here for no reason like me? Where is this place? What's going on with this card?"
In the corner, the ¡®Second Grandson¡¯ carefully poked his head out, his whole person still had somesp; Changsun and Tianyou looked at each other: "Okay."
Just do what you say, and the eldest grandson¡¯s daughter-in-law will be the first to walk out, followed by Tianyou and the eldest grandson.
"Perhaps you can pay attention to the ninth person who disappeared." Tianyou said meaningfully, "Maybe, this is the biggest variable."
Changsun pressed his growling stomach: "This place is so big, where can we hide it? The ninth person can't escape my eyes."
They walked past the bamboo shed where they were playing cards and passed by an NPC holding cards.
Isn¡¯t this the NPC who refused to ask them to eat porridge? Player Changsun looked back and sneered: "It's just this card, what's there to be proud of?"
A certain npc:
¡°They just left like that?! What should we do?¡± The troubled ¡®Monk¡¯ wanted to ask for help, but none of the veteran players paid him any attention. As for other newcomers, it's too late for them to care about themselves, so how can they have time to pay attention to him?
The ¡®monk¡¯ who was regarded as a dead man could hardly stand and fell limply on a long bench, shaking.
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They don¡¯t understand what happened, why they are here, what kind of game this is, why they are pretending they don¡¯t know any of this.
When I saw the old players, they still felt a sense of belonging when they found their companions, and the peace of mind that someone was leading the team.
In this kind of environment, these old players only need to say a few nice words to win their hearts. But what happens now? Not to mention a sense of belonging, I just want to use them as bait and pathfinding stones.
When the newlyweds looked at this strange and gloomy mourning hall, their sense of security was extremely low.
"What should we do next?" Xiaomei asked nervously. She looked at Asong and the old man sweeping the floor, who were still calm. "We can't sit still and wait for death."
After crying, the girl¡¯s stubbornness came out, and she gained some courage to make a comeback.
The monk was silent, Cisun was trembling, Asong did not answer, and the old man shook his head: "I don't know either."
"What will happen to us?" Xiaomei asked again.
This time no one answered, only the flame of the eternal lamp was beating.
Their shadows are grey-purple, and when contrasted with the warm yellow light source, they look even colder and desolate, just like their hearts.
"I don't care anymore! I don't care anymore! All the performances and games, go to hell!"
The player ¡®Second Sun¡¯ jumped up and rushed towards the door. As he rushed, he shouted in a hoarse voice: ¡°This is all a dream, it¡¯s a lie. It¡¯ll be fine when you wake up.¡±
With a sudden roar, everyone was startled and watched helplessly as he ran out, even kicking over a stool on the way.
"Wait a minute." Player Xiaomei wanted to chase him out, but he took two steps and then stopped.
The second grandson has disappeared into the darkness.
She looked at the night, which was dark and a little twisted, and seemed to be facing their big mouth. She couldn't help but shiver, and her body felt a lot of chills.
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Newcomer: Uneasy.
Ah Fei: My hands are sore.
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