Strange talk about the rules: I fast travel with my deskmate

Chapter 493 Deadly Game (40)

"Finally one of them died, it's really not easy..."

"Yeah, I can see some hope. I was scared to death today, and I was really worried that he didn't die."

"Shh, keep your voice down, don't let them hear you."

"What are you afraid of? They won't come out at night."

"Did you forget that those two guys went downstairs yesterday? It's all your fault, why did you keep shouting!"

"We have to shout! What if we don't shout? We are his parents. We don't do anything. What if these guys find out? Isn't that still a dead end?"

"Why aren't they dead yet...they're all dead."

"What nonsense are you talking about, don't be careful when you speak!"

"I've been serving you for so long, when will it be the head..."

"It's not bad today, they are still obedient."

"Well, that girl Honghong is wearing a white skirt today, it's really strange."

"Yeah, the three children in your family are very strange today."

……

Hearing the conversation outside, Xiong Qingqing stretched out his hand involuntarily and scratched his head, while Chen Zhijun looked thoughtful and began to bite his nails.

After the sound from outside completely disappeared, Xiong Qingqing said, "How much do you think the situation involved just now involves the rules?"

"Rule six and rule eight." Chen Zhijun said.

"Rule [-] mentions the need to maintain the minimum respect for family members. They will visit you in the early morning or early morning. Rule [-] is to correctly distinguish the strange voices around you. What they say is not necessarily guidance or guidance. It must be a lie, I remember it right?" Xiong Qingqing said.

Chen Zhijun nodded, "That's right."

"Two rules are involved at once, it's fatal..." Xiong Qingqing sighed.

"And one of these two rules is a fuzzy rule." Chen Zhijun also sighed.

Xiong Qingqing threw away the pillow in his arms, took a deep breath, and said, "Although there are only two of us left, we must cheer up."

"That's right, only we can save Bing Qiao and A Ze!" Chen Zhijun said.

Xiong Qingqing inhaled again, and began to analyze the current situation: "The voice outside just now is obviously the four elders in the family. They just said that one of them finally died, referring to Song Xueqian. It seems that these people are actually looking forward to We die."

"We are acting with them, and they seem to be acting with us. Also, one person specifically mentioned your white dress, and said that the few of us were surprised, and they probably discovered something." Chen Zhijun said.

"The point is, we don't know whether what they said is true or not," Xiong Qingqing said.

Chen Zhijun went straight to the bed, crossed his legs, and said, "If it's a lie, there's nothing to say. Now we have to analyze it based on whether it's the truth."

"Hmm. I have a wild guess."

"You said."

Xiong Qingqing also imitated him and crossed his legs, saying: "Actually, what they said is indeed very likely to be the truth. Today we went to worship Song Xueqian and came back, and met two groups of people, one group is the teacher of that school And the child, and the other group are Xu Lingze and Wang Bingqiao. These people look at us a little strangely. It's as if...we shouldn't exist, or they are afraid of our existence."

"You mean, they are not strange stories, but we are?" Chen Zhijun said.

Xiong Qingqing thought for a few seconds, then nodded, "It's possible."

"Uh... isn't it right? But last night, we did hear a strange voice trying to lure us down." Chen Zhijun said.

"That means there are other strange stories besides us." Xiong Qingqing said.

Chen Zhijun pinched his chin and thought for a while, then said "tsk" and said again, "I think there is another possibility, that is, this is a pure ghost story world, that's why we normal people look like ghost stories, so we are here People are repelled, and some are out of place.”

After saying this, a woman's laughter suddenly came from the ceiling.

"Ha ha……"

The two immediately raised their heads and observed for a while, but found nothing.

"Who are you?" Chen Zhijun asked.

The voice did not reply, and after a long time, Xiong Qingqing said: "She seems to have left."

"The laughter was so sudden that I didn't notice it at all." Chen Zhijun said.

"Me neither... This voice is very similar to the one I heard last time at the System Hotel. When she appeared last time, I felt it very clearly, but I didn't know she was there until she made a sound just now." Xiong Qingqing said.

"Could it be... let me say it?" Chen Zhijun guessed.

"However, this also seems to involve rule eight." Xiong Qingqing said.

"Yes, yes, this also involves the eighth rule. This voice is indeed unfamiliar. Qingqing, I'm sure that this voice is indeed as I said at the time. It makes people feel strange and familiar." Chen Zhijun said.

Xiong Qingqing looked up at the ceiling again, "Now, the sixth sense and responsiveness that I used to be proud of don't seem to be that good anymore."

"Does this also prove that this is not a normal world at all?" Chen Zhijun said.

"maybe……"

In another room, Wu Kexin also heard voices from outside.

He knew that Chen Zhijun and Xiong Qingqing were together. At this moment, the two were probably discussing about the game, but he could only be alone, enduring both mental and physical torture.

"Wu Kexin, are you lonely?"

When a strange voice came, Wu Kexin's pupils shrank in fright, his heart trembled violently, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead instantly.

"Wu Kexin, don't be afraid, I'm here to help you." The voice said again.

Wu Kexin didn't dare to reply, his hands were trembling uncontrollably.

"Are you scared? I didn't expect you to be scared like this. Don't forget, you still have a lot of people's blood on your hands! I know, you are a good boy who loves pain and death, right? Don't be afraid , I’m afraid I’m going to die.” The voice was so soft that Wu Kexin only felt familiar, but he couldn’t remember where he heard it.

"You... who are you?" Wu Kexin asked boldly.

"I'm here to help you." The voice didn't reply positively, but repeated what it had just said.

"Why did you help me?" Wu Kexin asked.

"Because you are alone and helpless, because you are a good boy who loves pain and death, just like me. Wu Kexin, I can help you. As long as you accept me, I can make your hands recover faster, and let you have enough to rival Xiong Qingqing. The power of the game. You know, you win by killing them, and you don’t need to care about the final result of the game.” The voice persuaded.

"Accept you? How do I accept it? How can I trust you?" Wu Kexin was full of doubts.

"You know the abilities of Chen Zhijun and Xiong Qingqing. Without me, you would definitely die and lose."

(End of this chapter)