The golden fingers of the death game are all beautiful girls

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Emperor Zhenwu was really miserable. Even if he died for a few hours, the blood still soaked through the quilt and mixed with the rain.

"Let's go to the next thatched cottage."

Just like that, Yimo and Pikachu found the corpse one by one in thatched huts, wrapped them in a quilt, and carried them to the cart together.

Even Du Laoliu who died of poisoning, Yimo just wrapped a few more layers of quilts and didn't feel disgusted.

In the end, after putting Conan's body on the cart, Yimo was too tired to stand up, and her brain was a little dizzy.

Looking at the corpses wrapped in quilts in the car, and the heavy rain in front of his eyes, he finally sat on the stage of the trial platform.

"First, take a break."

Pikachu nodded when he heard the words: "You are the most human among the smart people I have seen in the game of death."

"It's far from being comparable to those well-dressed beasts!!!"

Pikachu's second sentence was loud, as if he wanted all the living people in the village to hear it.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

But the sound of the rain falling on the pool was not small at all.

It is easy to cover that sound.

As if they were so insignificant.

Yimo heard the words, lowered her head, looked at the corpse on the cart, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "I'm not as good as you said."

"It's just one of the well-dressed birds and beasts."

Chapter 42. Malice

It was pouring rain, and a man and a woman were walking on the village road full of potholes and water.

The clothes on his body have long been unreadable, and they are completely attached to his body.

Yimo is pushing the two-wheeled vehicle at the back, and Pikachu is holding the two handles with two hands in the front.

seriously.

Even Pikachu, a strong woman who can overwhelm four strong men, was a little suspicious of life due to the heavy rain.

……

Myself, is this sick?

The ferryman was right, this kind of thing is really meaningless.

Maybe, the next one to die is himself.

With my own body, will someone collect the corpse?

Pikachu turned his head, his vision was a little blurred by the rain, but he could still see Yimo's lowered head, gritted teeth pushing the cart, and couldn't help but smile in relief.

He couldn't move his own.

No one else would help this idiot except myself.

To bury the dead.

As long as you care about what happens when you are alive, just work hard to live!

After death!

When the time comes, if there is still a soul or something, let's talk about it! ! !

Thinking of this, Pikachu suddenly didn't feel so tired, and his mood was extraordinarily comfortable, and he even roared.

"what!!!"

"Come on!!!"

Yimo was pushing the cart behind at the moment, thinking about something, when Pikachu suddenly yelled, she was startled, trembling, unsteady on her feet, stepped into a puddle, and was about to fall headfirst into the mud puddle inside.

"Not good!" Subconsciously called out.

Pikachu happened to turn around and saw this scene, with sharp eyes and quick hands, he grabbed Yi Mo's arm and avoided the tragedy of Yi Mo's broken face.

"Brother Shiba jungler, are you alright!" Pikachu said with some concern in his tone, "Too careless."

"You little bastard, if you can get out alive, you have to exercise."

"Not all games are about wits, there are shooting games, and even fighting games."

"Just like you, you were given a second by KO before you came up?"

"Hahaha, but it's okay, maybe you can convince others to fight together, and finally pick up the leak yourself."

Yimo nodded in embarrassment when she heard the words: "Hey, you're not lazy..."

"After all, it's a dead house at home, so I understand."

"Then...you can let go..."

If you look carefully, you will find that Yimo's feet are off the ground at this moment.

Pikachu was grabbed by Yimo with one hand, and he was able to support the car with the other hand, which is really amazing.

Only then did Pikachu find out, and quickly put it down for Yimo, and then said embarrassingly: "Hahaha...Sorry, I'm sorry...I didn't pay attention..."

Yi Mo shook his head to express that it was okay, but thought to himself.

Isn't Pikachu's power a bit outrageous?

I can grab myself with one hand, and I can keep the car with four corpses in it from falling over...

This is a strong woman, can the proprietress of a small restaurant do it?

Did she transform her body?

Also, it's not as simple as it looks before!

Yimo murmured in her heart, feeling that she had misjudged before, and the expression on her face remained unchanged, urging Pikachu to continue on her way.

At about 12 o'clock, the rain subsided a little, and the two finally walked around the small hill along the path in the north of the village, and walked to the so-called cemetery.

There are no luxurious buildings, just a large lawn surrounded by fences.

One by one mounds, where the tombstones stand.

It looked a little desolate and lifeless.

only……

Yimo felt deep malice.

It was as if a thunderbolt had fallen from the sky and hit the sky cap heavily, making every cell in the body tremble and feel icy cold.

because……

At the end of the cemetery, there are 12 puddles, with wooden signs beside them...

Yimo let go of the hand holding the cart, and looked next to the wooden sign.

Each player's nickname was engraved on it.

It was as if none of them could get out of this game alive.

Only that devil who doesn't know what it is is ruling everything here.

Peeping at their killing each other, peeping at their mutual calculations.

Really, it's just a game.

Pikachu found a place to put the cart, and walked over, saw the words "Zhenwu Emperor" on the wooden sign in Yimo's hand, and couldn't help but cursed.

"Damn it, what kind of joke is this!"

"Shiba Jungle, it's not like no one can get out of this game alive!"

"Then let's work hard until now, what is this for!"

"This is simply too much for Tete mother!!!"

The pouring rain, pushing four corpses here, is exhausting enough.

Seeing this scene, Pikachu's angry body trembled a little.

Instead, Yimo said calmly: "No...someone will definitely get out alive."

Yimo suddenly remembered what the village head, an ordinary girl, said to herself at the stone statue.

"Hehe...don't trust those things too much. Most of the information in the game of death is deliberately used by the system to mislead players. 』

Are these deep pits that have been dug really meaningful?

Is it implying something, or just the bad taste of the game system?

Yimo, I don't know.

It's just that he doesn't want to die, he wants to get out alive!

Live well, he once promised his sister!

Under Yimo's comfort, Pikachu's bad mood eased a little.

There is a well-dug hole here, which saves two people digging in the heavy rain.

It took a lot of effort, and by the time it was all done, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

The rain has also stopped, but the weather is still cloudy.

After Pikachu finished his work, he sat on the two-wheeled vehicle and looked at the four small mounds, which were very strong because of the heavy rain.

However, she felt something was wrong, she couldn't help scratching her head, and asked Yimo: "Brother Sibo, did you insert the tombstone wrongly?"

"How do I remember, when I buried people...it wasn't in this order..."

Yimo heard the words and took a closer look, then shook her head and said, "That's right, the tombstone is right next to the pit, and I inserted it myself."

"It rained heavily just now, you may remember wrongly."

Pikachu frowned when he heard the words, but he didn't think too much, and said embarrassedly: "Maybe, it's indeed raining too much today, and my head is dizzy."

"By the way, how many games of death have you played?"

"You are too kind-hearted to be suitable for this kind of game at all."

"Actually, what the ferryman said is right. To bury them is just to consume our physical strength, and it doesn't actually make any sense."

"However, I see that the ferrymen are angry, and they really want to bury Emperor Zhenwu."

"He is too stupid to survive here at all."

"Also, looking at your stupid look, I really... can't let go..."

Pikachu paused, lowered his head, and fell into deep thought; "Actually, I met a very smart kid in the first game."

"He's a lot like you, he loves to be by himself and think about things."

"I survived the first game because of him."

"It's just that I survived, but he died."

"He died to save a bitch!"

Pikachu seemed to be blaming himself for not being able to save him back then.