As a result of the discussion, Sur finally chose to let the clay man out, but the clay man was much more cowardly than he had imagined. He refused to go in through the door no matter what, and covered his face with his hands when he was not paying attention.
Seeing this, Su Er was about to take it and leave, but Ji Heng shook his head: "Wait a little longer."
After a while, the little man held his face in his hands and faced the door. Suddenly, he slowly lowered his arm and opened his mouth to inhale. He swallowed only half of it in one breath, then began to stagger like a drunk, and one of his arms split open on the spot.
Gentleman Yueji inside seemed to sense something, and the footsteps were getting closer. Before he opened the door, Suer waved to Ji Heng and left with the little man.
I hurried upstairs, and just as I stepped over the last step and disappeared around the corner, I heard the sound of a door opening downstairs.
There was no one outside the door. Mr. Rose lowered his eyes and looked at the remaining dirt on the ground, his gaze darkening.
There were no flowers in the guest room, so naturally there was no soil. Facing the little man with only one arm left, Su Er promised, "Just make do with it for one night, and I'll glue it back on for you tomorrow."
The little man moved his head up and down, as if as long as the damage was not to his face, it was within his acceptable range.
The benefits of taking a breath just now were now apparent, and the little man was no longer so stiff when moving.
Sur lay down on the bed, glancing at the moonlight outside from time to time. The image of the little man breathing through the door kept replaying in his mind. The scene was very similar to himself and the electric shock device.
I couldn't help but take out the electric shock device——
"Are we the only family of three..." Su Er said expressionlessly: "If I call you dad, would you dare to answer?"
dad.
Recite silently in your heart.
The electric shock device is still a cold electric shock device.
Su Er shook his head, thinking that he was possessed by a demon, and got out of bed and walked to the window to get some fresh air.
After tonight, it will be my third day here. This dungeon is really strange. Players aren't even allowed to vote for a romantic killer, which is clearly the essence of a horror game.
The person with the most votes was killed by the ghosts, and the rest were trembling with fear and guarding against each other. It is unacceptable that the copy did not take such cruel measures.
"Unless reality is even more cruel than this..."
Suer didn't think of asking Ji Heng directly for the answer. Now that he had an old hand leading him, he should seize the time to gain more experience.
The moonlight was too bright, making it impossible to sleep. Seeing that it was getting late, Suer was about to draw the curtains and go to sleep, but he accidentally bumped his elbow against the wall next to him, making him gasp in pain. The wound that had finally healed during the day now opened again.
At this time, he was particularly envious of the little man who could regenerate broken limbs with just a little mud.
A drop of blood flowed down his arm. For some reason, Sur changed his mind and turned around to search the guest room. Soon he found some dusty papers.
He deliberately let blood drip onto the paper, then dipped it in the paper and wrote a sentence: Who do you think is the love killer?
He wrote three copies of "Sex" at once. After they dried, Su Er placed one of them in the villain's hand and said, "Go and help me deliver a letter. As a reward, I will open your eyes tomorrow."
"Can."
Su Er was stunned. He didn't expect that sucking on the Rose Gentleman could make it speak.
Suppressing the dangerous thoughts that were about to arise, Su Er gave careful instructions and quietly let the villain out.
Boom, boom, boom——
The knock on the door was soft, but enough to wake a player.
Man Jiangshan walked carefully to the door and observed the situation in the corridor through the peephole.
The knocking continued, and only then did she notice the short clay figure.
It is normal to have a door-opening killing at night, especially since the villain seems to be holding a piece of paper in his hand, and the rose next to his ear is chilling.
"vote."
A hoarse voice came.
Man Jiangshan frowned, carefully turned sideways, and finally opened the door a crack.
A thin arm stretched out, she bent down and saw the blood-written question on it, and after thinking for a long time, she wrote a name on it.
Roses, bloody words, moving little ghosts... the preconceived impression made Man Jiangshan subconsciously regard the villains as part of the copy arrangement.
The little man took back the paper and, as Suer instructed, did not go back directly. Instead, he went down the stairs first and then climbed back to the original room through the window.
Sur used the same trick again and put a piece of paper in its hand, indicating the guest room it was to be delivered to.
"Ji Heng..." While waiting, Suer was silent for two seconds when he saw Man Jiangshan's answer. It turned out that the other party suspected that Ji Heng was a love killer.
In the following time, the villain brought the answers to Lu Quanqiu and Qu Qingming respectively. Lu Quanqiu suspected Qu Qingming, but Qu Qingming wrote everyone's name on it.
Soul: "Tell me about their expressions when they fill it out."
The little man didn't move. This problem was too complicated for him, so he could only learn it roughly.
Unfortunately, I am not a human being after all, and I cannot have too strong emotional changes.
Su Er did not force it. He clenched the paper in his hand and slowly smiled... Why should he be led by the copy? Since the game did not arrange a voting session, he would arrange one.
The next day, before seven o'clock, everyone avoided the judges and gathered together for breakfast.
Lu Quanqiu wanted to speak several times but was deliberately interrupted by Suer. Lu Quanqiu was a little unhappy about this, but he endured it.
When they were almost done eating, Su Er put down his chopsticks and looked at Mr. Yueji: "Do you want to arrange a new cameraman for me?"
Then he pointed at Ji Heng, indicating that he didn't have a cameraman either.
To shoot a variety show, a cameraman is indispensable. Mr. Yueji had a cold expression on his face as he went out to arrange the staff.
After making sure the host had really walked outside, Su Er turned his head and asked Lu Quanqiu, "What did you want to say just now?"
After being interrupted several times, Lu Quanqiu asked angrily, "Did everyone vote last night?"
Qu Qingming lifted her wavy hair, revealing a seductive smile, and spoke first: "I didn't write anyone's name."
Under Lu Quanqiu's skeptical gaze, he shrugged: "There's no rule that requires it."
"That's good," Lu Quanqiu said, looking relieved. "I didn't write to anyone either."
Suer watched their performance quietly. Ji Heng asked a few questions indirectly and roughly pieced together what happened last night. He looked at Suer and continued eating without saying anything.
Yesterday we came back empty-handed, and today's game project is still to find the altar.
The woman filming Su'er was frail, and carrying a heavy camera made it easy to sympathize with her. She was very wary of him and didn't dare get too close when filming.
After dinner, Suer took the initiative to suggest that he wanted to do something alone, and Ji Heng had no objection.
"Is there any way to help me distract Mr. Rose?"
Before parting, Su Er asked in a very low voice.
Ji Heng nodded slightly, turned and walked towards the sea. Sure enough, Gentleman Rose followed him at the beginning of the recording to prevent another sea trip from happening.
As for Sur, he took the opportunity to go deep into the jungle alone, made sure there were no other players around, and took out the kitchen knife he brought from the sea view villa.
The female cameraman looked horrified: "What do you want to do?"
Soul responded calmly: "Cut the branches."
The female cameraman was ready to fight back, but who knew that Sur was really chopping a few thick branches with great effort, then sitting down cross-legged silently, lowering his head to concentrate on doing handicrafts.
He was obsessed with craftsmanship and would sneak back to the villa from time to time, secretly transporting some things out, from stools to photo frames, and then dismantling them into various parts.
After a few hours, the female cameraman could no longer bear it and continued to film this boring scene while leaning against a big tree.
Unexpectedly, Sur suddenly stood up and gave the female cameraman, who had just relaxed, a shock with an electric shock device.
"you..."
"I promise not to kill you. I'll just knock you unconscious for a while." Seeing the female cameraman preparing to fight back, Su Er swore, "If you break the contract, I'll die in the dungeon."
After careful consideration, the female cameraman chose not to resist.
She was the weakest and couldn't beat the other colleagues, so she was pushed out to take on the more dangerous tasks. If she really had to fight to the death, she wouldn't have much of a chance of winning.
As agreed, Sur only used the electric shock device to extract part of the Yin energy from her body.
After the female cameraman passed out, Soul turned off the camera and started playing with mud, making the shape of a long, thick snake.
The snake was coiled, quite wide, and at first glance looked a bit strange. Suer carefully placed it on top of the finished craft. He brushed the dirt off his hands and began to inject Yin Qi into the snake.
Like the villain, the snake would wriggle slowly from time to time.
Sur felt it was not perfect enough, so he painted strange patterns on it with blood, and a perfect fake altar was born.
"It's done."
He breathed a sigh of relief and thought carefully. In his opinion, Qu Qingming was more suspicious than the other two, so he decided to use this as a breakthrough point.
Su Er took out a pen and paper and began to design the plot——
After last night's voting, people are in a panic today. The love killers are worried that they will be voted out and are frantically trying to find the altar.
On the isolated island, Qu Qingming was working with the blonde girl when a villain appeared and left clues to lead her to the fake altar.
Upon seeing the altar, Qu Qingming will: a. destroy it (then she is the love killer) b. call others over (enter storyline 1) c. find a way to conceal the existence of the altar (enter storyline 2)
Storyline 1: Lu Quanqiu and Man Jiangshan were called over, but Qu Qingming didn't inform Ji Heng because she suspected Ji Heng was a love killer...
The trees rustled in the wind as Suer sat beside the fake altar, writing furiously. He soon churned out thousands of words, including eighteen different plot lines, covering nearly every possible scenario.
The little man crawled out of his pocket at some point. Sur put down his pen and used mud to pinch its arms. The little man pointed at his eyes. Sur had no choice but to follow his instructions and open the corners of his eyes first.
After adjusting his appearance, he reread what he had just written, glancing at the little figure. It looked like he was talking to it, but in reality, he was more like talking to himself:
"Since the dungeon doesn't have an outline, I'll have to write it myself." Su Er's eyes looked somewhat dejected as he accidentally saw a sparrow flying in the distance. "After all, fighting and killing is too tiring..."
Like now, I recite love poems and watch the stars on the first day, chase my dreams to faraway places on the second day, and raise children, do handicrafts and write stories on the third day. It's good to be a down-to-earth Buddhist player.