Weird rules, starting with 1 million yuan

Wang Beixin scratched her head in embarrassment, unsure.

Everyone's appearance and body shape had undergone earth-shaking changes, and she felt like she couldn't recognize Wang Beigu.

Luo Ningning didn't expect Wang Beixin to give her a definite answer.

The two briefly checked the rules, and after realizing that they had obtained the same set of rules, they returned to the room together.

As soon as the door was opened, there was basically a little girl sitting on every bed inside, leaving only three beds far apart.

Before the two of them could go in, Yu Xiaoling came back behind them.

The three people stood at the door and looked at each other.

"Which bed are we in?" Wang Beixin looked at the three identical beds inside, and her head was a mess.

The little girl sitting inside stared at them with eerie eyes, as dead as the deep sea.

It was as if if they chose the wrong bed, they would be surrounded and disemboweled.

When the situation reached a deadlock, Luo Ningning walked forward.

Wang Beixin was so frightened that she grabbed her hand: "Don't worry, let's analyze which bed belongs to whose bed first. If we choose the wrong one, we will be dead."

Luo Ningning was pulled to a halt, turned her head and said, "I was on the bed when I woke up, so I know which bed is mine."

Wang Beixin:? ? ?

Yu Xiaoling:? ? ?

Wang Beixin exclaimed in envy: "It's so good."

She hated why she entered the dungeon in a deserted corridor instead of on the bed.

This way she doesn't have to worry about which bed is hers.

Yu Xiaoling on the side was also thinking the same thing.

But Luo Ningning's next words made the two of them feel happy again.

Luckily they weren't in the room when they woke up.

"When I woke up, my room was locked and I couldn't get out. I almost couldn't attend the training class."

Luo Ningning told the thrilling scene in the calmest tone.

Wang Beixin felt a chill in her heart as she listened.

There is still a chance that they will be right about the bed.

But the door was locked. If someone hadn't opened the door, she would have died in the dungeon for violating the rules.

Wang Beixin let go of Luo Ningning's hand, and the latter came to his bed and sat down.

Wang Beixin and Yu Xiaoling still stood at the door without moving.

The little girl in the room was waiting impatiently.

One of the little girls jumped up and came to the two of them. She smiled sweetly, grabbed someone's hand, and pulled them inside.

As he walked, he said: "You guys should go back to your beds. The dormitory uncle will come to check later. If he finds that you haven't sat down on the bed yet, he will take you away and lock you up!"

The little girl's strength was surprisingly strong, and she directly dragged the two of them away.

The two people looked at each other, both revealing what to do.

Yu Xiaoling took the lead and asked the little girl in front of her: "My memory is not very good. Is my bed by the door or by the window?"

The little girl seemed unable to hear and did not answer Yu Xiaoling's words.

She took care of herself and pulled the two of them forward.

As the two of them got closer and closer to the bed next to the door.

Their hearts started pounding.

A sense of oppression swept over their hearts.

Luo Ningning was rummaging around for the bed not far away, and finally found a diary that had fallen into it under the bed.

She glanced at ten lines and quickly rummaged through the journal information inside.

What is recorded is what happens to the little girl every day.

2022/10/1

The weather is fine today. Wang Jiajia is in the first bed on the left...

2022/10/13

The weather is cloudy today, Liu Yiyi is in the third bed on the right... November 2022, 11

The weather is cloudy today. The cake on the second bed on the left...

2022/12/9

It's raining heavily today, and Wang Beixin is sleeping on the bed next to the door...

found it!
Luo Ningning was overjoyed. When she looked up, she saw that Yu Xiaoling was being forced to the bed by the little girl, and she said, "You sleep here."

"Don't sit down!"

Hearing Luo Ningning's words, the little girl raised her head and glanced at Luo Ningning, her eyes filled with evil intent, and she bared her teeth.

Luo Ningning faced the little girl's fierce eyes and still said the next sentence.

"That bed belongs to Wang Beigu!"

When Wang Beigu heard this, his desire for survival was filled. When Yu Xiaoling was about to be pushed onto the bed, he broke away from the shackles of the little girl.

One side, lying on the bed.

Yu Xiaoling sat on her stomach.

Wang Beigu was suddenly sat down and retched twice.

Yu Xiaoling quickly stood up from her.

They were almost finished.

Wang Beigu and Yu Xiaoling both felt scared. They didn't expect that this little girl was so strong that they couldn't even resist.

If Luo Ningning's words hadn't attracted her attention, and she was too busy pressing Yu Xiaoling on the bed, and her grip on her had weakened a bit, she might not have been able to get away.

If she couldn't break free and let Yu Xiaoling sit down first, the two of them could sing Liangliang's praises tonight.

The little girl felt resentful when she saw that her plan was ruined just before the end.

She shook off Yu Xiaoling's hand and no longer led the two of them.

He went straight back to his bed, glaring at Luo Ningning as he walked.

Yu Xiaoling returned to her bed and just sat down.

The door to the room was opened.

A lame, bald man walked in.

He opened his mouth, revealing his tartar-covered teeth.

Step by step, he walked very slowly past each bed and looked at it carefully.

He came to Wang Beigu's bed and stopped, leaning down suddenly, face to face, his white pupils staring straight at Wang Beigu.

Wang Beigu was so frightened that he almost screamed. The hands hidden in his sleeves dug into his flesh fiercely, and he gritted his teeth to calm down.

The man turned his head and looked at Wang Beigu's bed carefully, then stood up and walked forward.

Just as Wang Beigu breathed a sigh of relief, the lame man who was still walking forward suddenly walked quickly and quickly, and in the blink of an eye he was in front of Wang Beigu, his face wide open.

Wang Beigu had never seen such a scene before. For the first time, she could forcefully suppress her screams.

But this time she was caught off guard and she couldn't help but scream.

The lame man glared angrily, stretched out his hand and pulled Wang Beigu's hair, pulling him to the ground.

Wang Beigu exclaimed in pain.

Her scalp is going to be torn off!
"Are you afraid of me?"

The lame man pulled Wang Beigu's head, forcing her to lift her eyes up and face him.

Her voice trembled as she begged for mercy: "No, I'm not afraid of you."

"Then what are you calling?"

The lame man's pure white pupils stared at Wang Beigu, making her feel as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.

Her painful physical tears flowed out, blurring her eyes, "My throat is not good, please clear it."

The lame man didn't accept this ridiculous wording and dragged her along by her scalp.

Most of her hair had been torn out.

Her tears mixed with snot made her miserable, but she didn't dare to have other thoughts.

She was just a child and couldn't defeat the tall man in front of her, even though he was just a lame and disabled man.