"I must be crazy."
Basong was caught in the queue, nagging as he ran: "Which ghost movie has someone running up the stairs in a haunted house?"
He heard a "click" sound of the safety bolt being pulled behind him.
It was Rudolph holding a salt gun behind him.
And Rudolf is a man who really dares to shoot, not to mention the salt bullet gun and real bullets.
Due to this pressure, Basong could only continue running, shouting as he ran: "I didn't say not to run, wasn't I just running?"
Cheng Qianxun held on to the stairs, gasping for air, unable to speak: "I'm tired, I'm exhausted."
Basong just turned around and saw Cheng Qianxun like this.
He stopped and pointed: "She didn't run, and I can't run anymore."
Rudolf walked to Cheng Qianxun and touched her neck: "Well, it's all sweaty.
You don't have to run."
Turning to Bassong: "Keep running."
Basong immediately screamed: "I'm sweating too, look at the sweat on my nose."
Rudolf took a closer look and said, "This makes Khan keep running until he is like Cheng.
Not only is he sweating, but he is also half tired.
That proves that he is definitely not a ghost."
"It's okay if you don't want to run, come here and jump rope."
Hogan jumped happily: "I haven't exercised for a long time.
It's best to have a sandbag and throw a few punches."
"There are no sandbags, but there are a few wax figures inside."
Rudolf turned to Bassong and stopped talking.
He took out the salt gun and looked at the gun with his eyes raised.
"Okay, I'll run, run..."
Bassong could only continue running, complaining as he ran: "More harsh than my agent.
I originally thought I could get rid of him if I died, but in the end..."
"Oh, then you prove that you are a ghost."
Rudolph's conspiratorial voice sounded from behind.
"No, I'll just run."
Basong didn't dare to speak anymore and could only continue running with the people in front of him.
These people had great endurance.
They ran for half an hour before stopping.
They were all panting, wiping sweat and drinking water.
"Man, are you satisfied?"
Basong looked at Rudolf with a bit of resentment.
Seeing the sweat on his head and face, almost dripping down, Rudolph nodded with satisfaction and gasped: "Not bad."
Cheng Qianxun, who was sitting aside to rest, said, "Maybe ghosts can sweat too."
"Yes."
Rudolph nodded again: "Everyone, take a break, take a nap, and find a way out in four hours."
"Still playing."
Basong was momentarily distracted and almost sat down.
After exercising, I lay down and fell asleep.
I slept until it got dark.
Regel sat up, stretched with his mouth wide open: "Ah, this is the best sleep I've had since I came here."
"Me too" Sneijder also stood up.
No one felt any discomfort after exercise, but felt more energetic.
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Even Cheng Qianxun felt that he slept soundly.
And these days I have always been in a daze, and when I fall asleep, it is not a deep sleep.
If there is any disturbance, I will be nervous.
Eating the evening meal, Basong asked angrily: "What else are you going to do after eating?"
"Eat first, and then talk after you finish."
Rudolph said casually.
"Boohoo" the light suddenly dimmed.
Darkness is always scary, so dark lights are often the best clue that a ghost is coming.
"Ah" Basong exaggeratedly hid under the quilt again.
It's not that ghosts won't come, aren't they exciting enough?
Cheng Qianxun and Rudolf looked at each other.
"Can't you think of a way to delay?"
The black shadow from last night came again, maintaining the image of a skull in black robes.
Because they knew who it was, everyone's fear was not as strong as yesterday.
"Great messenger of Satan, you are most welcome to come.
Why are we stalling for time?
Aren't we always thinking of ways."
Cheng Qianxun said respectfully.
"We are only mortals.
We may come up with ways that will not satisfy Satan.
Is there any other way to identify ghosts?
We will work hard to do it."
Rudolph's mouth gradually became slicker with exercise.
He had no choice but to survive. , we can only try to adapt.
"Okay, okay."
The black shadow waved his hand.
No matter how scary he looked, his posture was still the same as Mathes: "How about this, you guys can tell who the ghost is.
If it is correct, there will be no ghosts before midnight.
Come on.
How about it?”
During the hesitation, the shadow said impatiently: "Hurry up, your poor performance is not worth our wait, just say it."
The others were a little dazed.
Did Cheng Qianxun and Rudolf already know the answer?
If you don't say it, the ghost will come, and you can at least stay up until after twelve o'clock.
In fact, they are just stalling for time, and obviously they can't delay it any longer.
After Rudolph nodded, Cheng Qianxun said: "The answer is, if it is a ghost, we are all ghosts."
"How can you see it?"
the black shadow asked leisurely.
Cheng Qianxun analyzed: "Based on what you said, Satan has always been very honest, admirably honest.
You conveyed his meaning and said: Someone is actually dead, and someone did not name anyone in particular, nor did he Let’s talk about a few.
Others may think it’s just a matter of habit.
In fact, we are all ghosts, and this body is just the carrier of our souls.”
Then she waited to see if her analysis was correct.
If we say that after eating, we will not poop; our hair and beard will not grow; our body can be repaired back and forth, then can we say that this person is a human being?
Anyway, it has been delayed for almost a day, which is enough.
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At least everyone got a good night's sleep in the afternoon.
The two symmetrical white holes on the head of the black shadow's skull seemed to be squinting at Cheng Qianxun.
After a long time, the black shadow finally made a voice: "Have a good rest, it's twelve o'clock at midnight."
After saying that, he spread out his black bat-like wings.
The robe floated all the way out from the wall and out of the window.
Unexpectedly, Cheng Qianxun suddenly felt sad that they were all still ghosts, trapped here for the devil's amusement.
Reger asked softly: "You two have known this for a long time."
"When Cheng asked me to repeat it again."
Rudolf turned his head and looked up at Reger: "Don't you know?"
"I don't know," Regel replied: "Maybe there is a grammatical deviation that makes the meaning of this sentence not so obvious.
But I believe that you must be justified in doing this."
"Me too" Sneijder smiled slightly.
Cheng Qianxun also smiled.
It was because of the trust of his teammates that he could persevere better.
There is still some time before twelve o'clock, Cheng Qianxun was lying on the quilt thinking.
She seemed to be thinking to herself: "Why are you here to tell us why?"
"What's wrong, Cheng?"
Sneijder turned around and faced her.
"I'm thinking wildly."
She smiled, and then said leisurely: "I find that my feelings are becoming more and more sensitive than before.
When I was first resurrected, I seemed to be a little numb when encountering things, but now I am getting closer and closer to the feeling of a normal person
.
"
Sneijder thought about it carefully: "Not only that, it seems that my ability in the rest area has also improved slightly.
But it didn't improve as fast as you.
How did you do it?"
"I don't know, maybe it's just luck.
I encountered special cases."
Cheng Qianxun just wanted to talk to people and chat to pass the boring and tedious waiting time: "Just like among mortals, there are also people with super physical strength.
"There should be people with strong mathematical calculation skills, but this is only useful in the rest area, not here."
"The rest area is actually quite dangerous."
Sneijder also said with emotion: "In the rest area, as long as you are there, I will feel very safe."
"You have such a good baby and you still don't feel safe."
Cheng Qianxun joked.
"Hehe."
Sneijder laughed: "This is the most generous level.
No matter how generous Satan Mamen is, I can't be shameless and continue to occupy it."
To say that Satan is generous is actually to please them.
In order to survive, I have no choice but to lose my face.
But a bit of Satan is good, they will quibble, but so far there is no deception.
You can not answer, or you can tell you the consequences directly and let you make a choice.
The ultimate goal is to fool the world for fun.
They were living their lives step by step, not knowing when the end would come, and at this moment they felt a faint sense of despair.
"Do you want to hug me?"
Sneijder noticed something and said softly: "You have to return it when you go back.
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One hug is one less time."
Cheng Qianxun laughed and put his face against Sneijder's chest, feeling the absolute sense of security brought by this strong and complete body.
Humans are social animals, and their natural instinct allows humans to feel safe in hugs.
She is really lucky to have these teammates "Dang, dang, dang..."
The bell downstairs finally rang.
When twelve o'clock arrived, the gentle ringing of the bell was like an alarm clock, causing everyone to crawl out of the quilt immediately and get ready.
Put on your backpack and grab the ghost exorcism tools, protect each other back to back, and watch everything around you vigilantly.
But the ghost did not come out, but there was something wrong with the house.
It was as if the whole house was shaking, making even people unable to stand still.
"Is there an earthquake?"
Hogan asked loudly, because there was a loud noise accompanied by the shaking, the sound of the house, various decorations, furniture flipping to the ground, and strange roaring sounds, as if the earth was roaring.
"God knows if it was an earthquake," Regel replied loudly.
"Ah, earthquake, earthquake!"
Basong exclaimed as he got out of the quilt, jumped up, and staggered to the window, trying to jump out.
"Don't jump."
Everyone rushed over to catch him, but he had already jumped and then disappeared in mid-air.
Gone. . .
After looking around for a few times, there was nothing on the ground except a faint mist.
The tiles that fell from the roof hit the ground and bounced up.
There was no time to surprise everyone, and he didn’t know what would happen to his own life.
"Creak, creak..."
The floor arched up from the middle, shaking everyone, but they didn't know how to escape.
You can't leave the haunted house.
Could you jump down like Basong and disappear again?
"Crack, click..."
The house finally couldn't bear the pressure of the arch and broke in the middle, just like a giant tearing a toy house from the middle.
"Stick to the wall, stick to the wall" Rudolph shouted loudly.
Everyone pressed their bodies against the wall as much as possible, watching the break in the middle getting bigger and bigger, from a gap to two meters wide.
To be continued: