The villain of Transmigration is reborn

Chapter 172 Death Game (11)

There are steaming teacups and a lot of food on the tea table. Sitting on the sofa, there is a floor-to-ceiling window opposite.

The outside scenery is a normal blue sky and white clouds, and the sun is shining brightly, which makes people feel relaxed involuntarily.

She let the young man get involved in a daze, until she held him in her little hand and handed him a cup of hot tea. The little girl looked at the steam curling up in the white mist, and then she came back to her senses:
"Here, isn't it a game?"

"Of course not," the young man poured himself a cup, took a sip, and narrowed his eyes comfortably, "This is the lounge."

"Then why..."

The boy seemed to know what she wanted to ask, he interrupted the little girl:

"Yiyi."

Yiyang looked at her, his dark eyes were more slender and slightly raised, the corners of his lips were slightly drawn, and he said meaningfully:

"Yiyi, there is always a price to be paid for opportunism, isn't it?"

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Gu Yiyi always feels that this sentence seems to mean something.

She felt a little uneasy, and she stopped looking at the boy's dark pupils and smiling eyes, lowered her head and took a sip of hot water, her frightened cold fingertips gradually returned to temperature through the cup wall: "The answer to this game What is it?"

The boy raised his eyebrows, but obediently followed her words and said:

"This game is quite simple. When the nursery rhymes are played, there should be sounds of running, frolicking, and applause."

He smiled and said, "Those three are actually the main hints."

Maybe it was because Gu Yiyi's surprised expression was too cute, Yiyang couldn't hold back his injured hand, and quickly rubbed the little girl's hairy head.

Before the little girl got angry, the young man coughed, pretending that he had done nothing wrong, and said solemnly: "The sound of running represents the sound of running away, because they wanted to escape, but only one girl escaped."

"The sound of playfulness is a more obvious reminder, because it corresponds to two lines of lyrics, smile and look at him in front of you, don't be too scared."

"What about the applause?"

Attracted by his words, the little girl forgot that she was just changing the subject, pursed her lips slightly, and asked curiously.

"Didn't you notice that the puppets sang a few times later, and they all clapped their hands and sang?"

He looked at the little girl's bristling hairs and wanted to rub them, but his fingers were about to move, but he held back.

No, it will explode if you touch it again.

"The sound of normal clapping is very orderly and rhythmic, but when the song is played, the applause is disorganized."

What did the little girl think of.

She pursed her lips and said softly, "That's because, before they died, they had been trying to slam on the door, trying to get out."

That's why the boy asked her to draw the door with her palm at that time.

The door that appeared at midnight had already been soaked in blood by countless desperate and frightened children.

"What about that sentence you said earlier?"

The little girl forced herself to divert her attention, and she wanted to understand this death game, so she asked a little doubt about herself.

She clearly remembered that sentence, the rabbit was brought home by the tiger, but didn't Ke Yiyang say that the rabbit was a murderer?Who is the tiger, the one who saved them?
The mind was opened, and before the boy could explain, Gu Yiyi thought of a very big and very chilling possibility.

Could it be... that group of girls who were made into puppets were all murderers?

How many of them killed their savior?
Seeing the little girl's frowning expression, the boy who was lazily leaning on the back of the sofa raised his eyebrows.

(End of this chapter)