after falling asleep

Chapter 661 69. Mu Su was lazy and didn't write, it has nothing to do with my righteous way!

Musu, who is not afraid of being scolded at all, returns to the game.

In reality, the delay was less than 10 minutes, but in the game, nearly an hour passed.

Four of the five teams that went out came back, and each team brought one or two coordinates.There are not too many similar terrains in Wanghaijiao Town...but one team is missing.

Just missing, not resolved.But if you don't help them, you are not far from death.

This poor team was cautious enough, but obviously less lucky.When they were walking in the mist, they accidentally approached a twisted and dilapidated black hut that was crooked like a reflection in a distorting mirror.

The moment they found out, they retreated vigilantly and tried to leave the yard, but they were still a step slower, or... a lot slower.

No matter whether they backed up, forward, left or right, they were all desperate to find that they were approaching the black cabin.

When this friend Guizumi woke up and was motionless, the other four teammates had already been forced into the black hut.

The door of the dark and gloomy room was open, and this friend felt cold all over his body. The only thing that made him feel at ease was that there were still four players inside.

At least he doesn't need to face the unknown inside.

From the perspective of the other four players, they are standing in front of a dark red corridor that is twisted and deformed, unexpectedly spacious, and extends to the end of the line of sight.

Under the depressing tone, various things are placed on both sides of the corridor like an art exhibition, but just like the black cabin, it is also distorted and deformed.

The long corridor twisted, like a twisted hollow tube, and as it stretched forward, the ceiling became a wall and then a floor.Those exhibits also deformed along with it.

Disordered and chaotic like a dream.

In the orphanage, the players are discussing countermeasures, and they can't ignore them if they are still alive.While talking, he began to suggest that maybe Mu Su should go.

The one who made this suggestion was Wang Wen Wen Qie, who was more familiar with Mu Su.

"Pooh!"

Musu spits at him.

Seeing him come back, Wangwen Wenqie smiled and said, "With great power comes great responsibility. Among us, only you can do it."

Wangwenwenqie made Musu feel very comfortable in the filming, and he hummed a few times triumphantly, which was regarded as his agreement.

The players went to the live broadcast room to inform the team to be vigilant, and Mu Su set off with Yinghua and Lao Jier who was chained outside the orphanage.

……

At this moment, Musu was on his way.

……

"There seems to be nothing..." In the darkness in front of the corridor, Qingzhou Bo muttered softly.

Mao Jiu looked around the dark surrounding vigilantly, and replied in a low voice: "Evil spirits will never invite us to be guests."

There was nothingness behind them, even if there might be a door behind them, no one dared to reach out and touch it.

"I'm serious...I want to go and see, and isn't Musu coming?" Just like the brainless supporting characters in all horror movies, Qingzhou Bo's inner curiosity drove him into this kind of person.

The other three looked like idiots.

The third round of the death tournament is coming to an end, and these people can advance to the fourth round at any time. Is it necessary to take risks at this time...?
When Qingzhou Bo approached slowly, the black-haired boy in the team moved slightly and called out in a low voice, "Wait for me."

"That's great, I'm a little scared by myself." Qingzhou Bowei heaved a sigh of relief, and stopped to wait for the black-haired boy to approach.Step into the corridor glowing red together.

"What are they thinking?" Dream looked at the back of the two and frowned, he couldn't understand this kind of operation.

Mao Jiu realized something and tilted his head: "Qingzhou Bo's title is digging graves, maybe he found props in the corridor."

He moved his gaze to the booths one after another, feeling a little curious in his heart.

"Sounds good, don't you want to go?"

Dream's question awakened Mao Jiu, who was slightly in a daze, and he laughed a few times: "I'm not going, it's so stupid to trade props with unknown attributes for future. When you squeeze into the fourth round, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room and the rewards It’s not much more cost-effective than props.”

Dream felt very reasonable and was speechless.

Qingzhou Bo and the black-haired boy walked to the first booth in the corridor, chatted a little and walked to the second booth.

Qingzhou Bo's skills may be somewhat limited, he can only distinguish the general direction but not the specific ones.The two paused for a while at each booth. After the fourth platform, the ground turned into horns. They walked a few meters with their legs apart, and then jumped onto the sloping wall.

They went farther and farther, turning round and round...

At this time, Musu was still on his way.

……

One minute later, Mu Su rushed to the wooden fence of the black hut.

Yinghua held up the torch to disperse the surrounding fog.

The twisted black hut in the yard showed its silhouette, and there were poor players who were only two or three meters away from the door and dared not make a sound.

Musu stood still, raised his crutch straight to the point and shouted: "Listen, the evil spirits inside! You are already surrounded by us! If you don't want to offend me and end up like this, release the hostages as soon as possible! I repeat! The evil spirits inside listen--"

After repeating perfunctorily, Mu Su twisted his face and roared angrily, and swung his cane: "Fire!!!"

With a heroic face, Ying Hua nodded her head, opened the gray robe, and immediately revealed the seven or eight torches tied around her waist.

She pulled out a kindling and threw it towards the Twisted Cabin.

Mu Su crossed his waist, his eyes flickered.It was as if he had seen a scene of raging fire.

The torch hit the eaves in a whirl and rolled into the yard.

"Yakko, you fucking hit it right, I'll reward you with half a catty of sweet potatoes!"

Yinghua pursed her lips angrily, spewed out two balls of white gas from her nose, and then took out a torch and lit it.

Before she threw it out, the twisted hut changed.

Several silhouettes stumbled out of the door.

The other party confessed first.

Dream and Maojiu were safe and sound, but Qingzhou Bo and the black-haired boy followed...

The players who witnessed this scene felt their scalps go numb, feeling deeply uncomfortable and looking away.

Disorderly pitch-shifting voices emanated from their strange voices, as if they were complaining to Musu.

These are two... two twisted and folded figures.Like the shell of a snail and the rings of a tree, the noodle-like body is twisted inwards, making a total of three rings.Half of the face and exposed teeth can be vaguely seen in cross section.

Only one pair of feet was left unharmed.

They don't seem to be aware of their problems at all.

"Evil..." Mu Su's small face was full of disgust, and he yelled at the black hut: "It's not easy for you, please discuss and eat these two back! We don't want it anymore!"

"Shu... hee... slightly..."

The two chilling figures were talking about something, the other three walked away from him and exited the yard, hesitantly asked Musu: "Are we really going to do this?"

Although their appearance is several times uglier than the most disgusting evil spirits, the plump fleshy old wretch covered with eyeballs is also more beautiful than theirs.

Musu waved his hand indifferently: "It doesn't matter, anyway, they have a grudge against me, and you can see that they are not human, ghost or ghost, and look like they are mentally polluted. What if they take them home and scare other children? Well..."

The latter are all excuses, mainly to hold grudges.

(End of this chapter)