Infinite spooky game

Chapter 44 Carnivorous ([-]) The Nightmare
The handwriting of the four lines of the poem that appeared this time was messy, and several words were even stained by ink stains. The panic behind it came through the paper.

"Aren't the two of you sitting in the same room?" Qisi narrowed his eyes, pursed his lips and smacked the meaning behind the poem.

Two people cannot live in the same house.

There are a total of six guest rooms, and if the tattooed woman who is dying is not counted, the remaining players happen to have one room for each other.

It can be said that there is no suspense.

The sky outside the window was completely dark, the moonless sky was pitch black, and no living things could be seen.

Qi Si lay down on the bed with his clothes on, and when he closed his eyes, he saw a pair of scarlet eyes.

The few words heard this time are more clear: "Stay in the east and end in the west."

At this point, Qisi basically concluded that this "god" wanted something from him, and even the answer was brought directly to him, which was too eager.

With a playful smile on his lips, he opened and closed his eyes several times until he could no longer see the red eyes, and then he fell asleep peacefully.

Mimi stared at him for not knowing how long he had been in a light sleep, when he was awakened by a slight sobbing sound.

The sobs sounded faintly, like threads, and were very sad. When people heard it, they couldn't help but feel a little sad in their hearts.

"Why are you crying?" Keith asked patiently.

The sobbing paused for a second, then continued at the same frequency.

Zeiss sat up somewhat distractedly and looked out the window.

The originally blinding darkness was dotted with scattered yellow lights. A gust of cold wind blew in, taking away the heat from the body. The remaining coolness made the sleepiness dissipate in an instant.

【If there is a new dead ghost, relatives should not cry】

Ziss quickly matched the current situation with the poem.

He listened carefully, and the sobs were clearly far away before, as if they were coming from the corner of the courtyard, but now they were pulled in instantly, and they were clearly coming from under the bed!
Qiss lowered his eyes and looked under the bed. A skinny ghost hand like a chicken claw stretched out from the shadow under the bed, grabbed the edge of the bed, and pulled out the skeleton-like body inch by inch with support.

……excuse me.

Qisi directly took out the awl from his bracelet and pricked the veins in the joints of the ghost's hand.

The sound of sobbing suddenly rose, and the ghost hand suffered pain and fell straight to the ground.

Qisi raised his eyes and looked out the window. Under the dim light, a series of rickety and thin shadows were reflected on the dusty window lattice, the edges were blurred and connected into one piece.

Something was attracted by the sobbing of the ghost under the bed.

Zeiss held his breath, and the whistling sound of wind blowing glass in the silence was particularly harsh.

He heard a strange "crunching" sound, like a beast chewing the bones of its prey, or like the flippers of a giant creature crushing hardwood.

The things outside seemed to have set a target, and various sounds were approaching the room where Qis lived from all directions.

"Dong dong dong."

The window was lightly knocked, followed by a "crash", and cracks rippled like cicada wings in the areas where the glass was knocked.

A hole the size of a fist was poked through the silica creation. It was not clear whether it was a quality problem or a copy mechanism.

Keith saw two hands squeezed through the hole and into the room.

The two hands are different in size, and should belong to different existences, but the skin is exactly the same shriveled like bark, completely out of the reach of living people.

A circle of flesh-colored mucus was wrapped around the hand, and the fine blood streaks connected with the flesh, as if it were an extension of the limb.

It was extremely malleable like a tentacle. It was squeezed by the window hole and transformed into a shape that could be drilled into the room. At this time, it was getting closer to Qisi inch by inch. In the cramped guest room, it was only one meter away from the bed.

Qisi silently adjusted his posture and moved himself closer to the corner where he could not easily reach.

The sobbing sound under the bed followed like a shadow, always coming from directly below him, as if guiding the direction for the ghostly hand outside the window.

Sure enough, the hand wrapped in mucus twisted into an awkward angle and continued to approach Qiss.

Qi Si's eyes fell on the copy information on the system interface.

[Pre-reminder: The bloody truth is buried in the words of the villagers, restore the truth in the words, and repeat them at the right time, the villagers will not be able to harm you]

You asked me to solve the riddle, and I responded directly to the riddle. How should you respond?

Responding with action before thinking, Keith reached out to pick up the tape recorder he had left in the corner before going to bed, and pressed the play button.

[Every year is full of hunger, every year is full of famine, no rice and no face to survive the disaster]

[Outside the ancestral hall, next to the locust tree, a large pot is set up to cook meat and taste it]

Ah Xi's crisp chanting became blurry after being filtered by the recording medium, but when mixed with the constant night wind, the distortion of the sound quality was just right.

If you don't listen carefully, you will really have the illusion that Ah Xi is reciting children's songs right here and now.

The two ghost hands stuck in the window hole stopped, as if they were trying to distinguish whether the information they received was true or false, and hesitant to move forward.

Immediately following the first song, the second nursery rhyme came out of the recorder with the same tone, which was distinct and unusual in the silence.

[My sister and brother went to grandma’s house. The children’s meat was tender and the bones were crispy, and grandma was so greedy that her mouth was watering]

[My sister heard a crunching sound at night and asked grandma what she was eating. Grandma said it was dried peas]

[The next day my brother disappeared, my sister searched and searched, and there were broken bones piled up in the corner]

The nursery rhymes that sounded extremely eerie during the day sounded in the night, conveying a somewhat lively meaning.

It turns out to be Ah Xi's voice, and it starts looping over and over again.

【Every year brings hunger, every year brings famine...】

At this point, the ghost hand finally made a judgment, slid out of the room like a loach along the window hole, and disappeared into the continuous shadow outside the window in a few seconds, as if it had never appeared here.

The dim yellow light swayed away like a lantern, and the hunched ghosts standing in a row by the window also dispersed one after another, sinking into the deeper darkness.After a while, only the sound of "creaking and creaking" came from the distant room.

From beginning to end, Chiss didn't make any unnecessary noise.

He stared at the broken window quietly, counting the seconds silently, and waited another 10 minutes to make sure that the things outside would not come back to kill him, and then he lightly pressed the pause button on the tape recorder, ending the cycle of scary children's songs.

Putting the tape recorder under the pillow, Qiss lay down with his back against the wall, wrapped in a quilt and fell asleep again.

……

When the hands of the pocket watch pointed to six o'clock, Keith woke up naturally.

The early morning sunlight slanted into the house listlessly, casting a layer of milky white on the surfaces of all the furnishings.

Chiss used the light to look under the bed, but saw nothing.The ghostly hands and sobs last night seemed to be just an illusion deep in the nightmare.

He walked out the door and scanned every part of the courtyard.

The tattooed girl had died after dinner yesterday, and her body was parked in the corner, and now there was only a puddle of mucus left.

Even if there is no loss of the rest of the people, there will only be six people left in the player camp.In just two days, nearly half of the damage was lost, and the remaining three days will only be more dangerous.

Everything that happened in the two days before the dungeon reappeared in Zizi's mind like running water, and the sense of inconsistency was sorted out into logical chains.

Qi Si went back to the room, picked up the travel brochure on the table, then went straight to Yang Yundong's room, and knocked on the door twice.

"Wait a moment!" There was a muffled reply from inside the door, and then it was as silent as a mud cow entering the sea.

Keith waited patiently, and five minutes later, the door was opened from the inside.

The smell of blood rushed to his face and poured into his nostrils, and Qi Si couldn't help but take a half step back.

His eyes fell on Yang Yundong who was covered in blood.

The man who had a full beard yesterday lost his left arm for some reason, half of his shoulder seemed to be torn off abruptly, and he even lost a whole sleeve of his military overcoat.

At the bloody cut, there are vaguely visible white bones.

"I promised to give them meat the night before yesterday, and they came last night." Yang Yundong's eye sockets were sunken and bloodshot, but his voice was very calm, as if the pain had nothing to do with him.

Perhaps seeing that Qisi's expression became too weird, he added: "It's okay, the injuries in the copy can't be taken out."

These words seemed to be a relief, and Qi Sipin understood the meaning and was slightly shocked.

In fact, he didn't feel any sympathy at all. On the contrary, he just thought of a very interesting possibility and became uncontrollably excited.

Unfortunately, he still had to worry about the impact. After all, he couldn't smile on the spot, so he could only forcefully lower the corners of his mouth, showing an expression that was almost as ugly as crying.

At this moment, his expression was serious: "Brother Yang, can I see your travel brochure?"

Yang Yundong didn't suspect him, turned around and went back to the house, came out a few seconds later, and handed him the blood-soaked travel brochure.

Qi Si glanced at the congealed blood on it, but did not pick it up after all, but glanced at the sentence on the title page from a distance.

[The two of them should not sit in the house, and should not be alone in the temple]

【If there is a new dead ghost, relatives should not cry】

The four lines of poetry were exactly the same as those written in his own travel brochure, and even had the same blurred ink stains.

Qisi's eyes narrowed into a narrow line. He pondered for a moment and said softly: "Brother Yang, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you to collect everyone's travel brochures later."

Yang Yundong immediately understood what he meant and said in a deep voice: "Do you think..."

"It's just suspicion." Qisi interrupted, showing a just right smile, "As for the specific verification, I have to trouble Brother Yang."

　The surgery is scheduled for tomorrow morning. The details of whether it is benign or malignant will not be known until the surgery is completed and the cutouts are sent for further testing.At present, it seems that he will not die. Everything is going well, which is also a blessing among misfortunes...

　　
　
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