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Chapter 21 Blood Red Wall

I want to continue to explore something further.

I don't know why, but I have a splitting headache.

I opened my eyelids suddenly, and the anxious faces of Ge Shengnan and Wang Linlai in front of me instantly brought me back to reality.

I gently held my forehead with my hand and recalled the overlapping time and space I saw when I opened my celestial eye just now.

Several groups of people from different eras play all the same games. Handkerchief throwing, arm wrestling, clapping games, skin killing...

That's right! I vaguely remember that I seemed to have seen a blood-red wall in the previous time and space.

A few decades ago, this old building was not an Internet cafe, but an ordinary abandoned building.

In those days, the killing instructions issued by the house spirit were not sent through the computer, but through the wall in the house.

That wall is exactly the partition wall in the middle of the first floor. This wall rises out of thin air on the first floor of the Internet cafe, forming a partition. I clearly remember that in those first few times and spaces that overlapped repeatedly,

, it is this partition wall on which blood seeps from time to time, and then the blood forms the text of the game instructions.

I quietly pushed the wheelchair and came to the partition wall.

At this moment, the entire two-story building was filled with ghostly aura. I had never felt such a strong ghostly aura before. I turned around suddenly and found that in the entire Internet cafe, except for the six people we entered this time, the rest of the people

, there are actually more than 30 ghosts of different shapes.

These more than 30 ghosts are all ghosts who have walked into this old house in the past few decades and died innocently in the house due to the killing game instructions issued by the house spirit.

They were male and female, old and young. Their deaths were different, but they were all extremely miserable.

The souls of these undead souls are forever fixed at the place where they died. They have a ferocious grimace and emit earth-shattering ghostly wails from their throats that only Taoists can hear.

We have now reached the fourth game, and four of the six people should have died. But until now, even though I have seen so many overlapping time and space with my celestial eye, why am I still unable to decipher the real mystery of this haunted house?

At this moment, Wang Linlai reminded me with a trembling voice.

"Master Miracle Doctor, what should we do about the skin mentioned on the computer?"

In the space and time of six days ago, it was Qin Yong who killed Zhao Yiming, and the person who died was still a man. I took out a breath-holding pill from my pocket and handed it to Wang Linlai's hand.

"Eat him and stand in the circle!"

Wang Linlai slumped his shoulders, and his fat cheeks were squeezed out by his chest.

"oh!"

He immediately took the elixir, swallowed it whole, then hurriedly swallowed another mouthful of saliva, and immediately ran all the way, happily running into the circle of warding off evil spirits.

Now only the last two of the six are left! I looked at my watch and saw that it was already 4 o'clock in the morning. There are only three short hours left before I leave tomorrow morning.

Time is passing by minute by minute. I push my wheelchair and pass by every soul in the Internet cafe.

When those ghosts saw me, they had no choice but to cry and howl. In the end, they had no other choice.

Looking at these more than thirty ghosts who died in vain, Gao Zhangyi, Gao Jianjun, the old cleaning lady, even the not-so-authentic Zhao Yiming... among them, which one is not innocent? Which one is not pitiful?

Gradually, the time stopped at 6:02 in the morning, and the last task was finally displayed on the computer screen.

"You can only live one of the two, kill the other, and you can walk out alive!"

There is less than an hour left before the end of this killing game.

Either way, the living person becomes the executioner, and the dead person becomes the soul under the sword. No matter whether he is dead or alive, he cannot escape the fate of being just a doll manipulated by this haunted house!

I closed my eyes for the last time, trying to see what last happened here six days ago?

Qin Yong and Wang Danxin, one man and one woman, one strong and one weak, compete with each other. No matter which fighting method they use, the one who gets out alive should not be Wang Danxin!

However, Qin Yong really died in this room. It is said that when the police found Qin Yong's body, he had a dagger stuck in his chest. The knife penetrated straight into his heart, and judging from the way the knife edge penetrated,

Qin Yong should have been killed!

I am becoming more and more curious about how Wang Danxin and Qin Yong competed for the last task six days ago!

I breathed quickly, calmed down my whole mind, and watched everything happening here with my heavenly eyes.

However, at this moment, I saw no blood or killing!

It was Qin Yong. He held a dagger in his hand and slowly walked towards Wang Danxin. He handed the dagger into Wang Danxin's hand, then squatted down and gently rubbed her hair.

"Miss, I like you!" Qin Yong said.

Wang Danxin raised her head in panic, and looked at Qin Yong with a pair of pearly eyes.

It's a pity that Qin Yong's body at this time was already covered in blood. Under that extremely ferocious and blood-stained face, Qin Yong's eyes were exceptionally soft.

"Miss, I thought some words could only be kept in my heart for a lifetime!

Okay now, there are only two of us left in the room, I can talk to you quietly for a while."

While Qin Yong was confessing his love, he suddenly lowered his head helplessly. His lips trembled slowly and he sighed silently.

"Oh! Knowing that I can express my feelings to the young lady today, I should dress up more decently! At least change out of this black suit.

Just like Zhao Yiming said, I am wearing a black suit, just like the watchdog of the Wang family!"

When Wang Danxin heard this, she shook her head desperately.

"Brother Qin, don't say that, don't say that!"

Qin Yong raised his hand again, intending to continue rubbing Wang Danxin's hair. Just as he raised his hand in the air, Qin Yong realized that his hands were covered with blood and dirty. They were not worthy of the flowery and clear face in front of him.

Beautiful woman.

Qin Yong silently put down his hand, his eyes turning from soft to sad.

"Miss, ever since I entered this house, I knew I wouldn't survive! But I didn't expect that this house actually left us a way to survive! One of the two of us can actually walk out alive!"

Qin Yong raised his head as he spoke. He grabbed Wang Danxin's hand and asked Wang Danxin to charge the head of the dagger towards him.

"Miss, do you know I love you?"

Wang Danxin cried so much that her nose and saliva ran all over her face.

"I...I know...I know now!"

"No! You don't know!"

Qin Yong said loudly.

"Miss, you never know that I love you and am even willing to die for you!"

Qin Yong's nose and saliva also shed tears. His eye circles were full of red bloodshot eyes, and the muscles on his face kept moving. One of his left hands tightly held Wang Danxin's hand, while his right hand gently circled Wang Danxin's back.
Chapter completed!
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