The male protagonist survives in the infinite game by supporting his wife

In the third room on the left, Huangmao was lying on the bed and fantasizing.

He hammered his cap and said, "What's so scary about that? That woman might have the ability to see through the dark and the dark. Don't be so cowardly. Just keep quiet when you do it, and she won't know who you are."

"What about that guy...?"

The man in the baseball cap was really moved when he thought of the half of Sheh's face that was exposed, but he was still a little worried when he thought about the time when it was broken.

"It would be better to kill him." The yellow-haired man grinned, "There is no such thing as true love. He must be trying to please this woman because she is capable. Don't worry, he is definitely not a threat and can be easily dealt with."

Huangmao was very happy. If the lights had not been turned off, the obscene expression on his face would even make people feel physically uncomfortable.

“Knock knock—”

The knock on the door interrupted his sweet dream and Huangmao frowned.

Why would someone knock on the door at this time? Or was the person knocking on the door really a person?

He took out his protective gear and didn't intend to respond. The house was haunted and he absolutely couldn't open the door. If he couldn't hear any sound, the thing outside might have left on its own.

But things did not go as planned, and he heard a click.

The yellow-haired man and the man in the baseball cap looked at each other, immediately looked towards the door, and then their pupils suddenly contracted.

The yellow-haired man's eyes had adapted to the darkness, and he clearly saw the door handle turning downwards.

crunch--

The door, which was obviously locked, opened a crack, and cold wind came in through the dark crack, making Huang Hai's hair stand on end.

He quickly bought a yellow ghost-exorcising talisman from the points mall and carried it with the amulet for double insurance, then clenched the prop knife in his hand.

The door was slowly pushed open, and a black silhouette stood at the door, moving into the bedroom in a strange way.

The yellow-haired man opened his eyes wide, not daring to relax for a moment, until he saw clearly a pair of eyes covered by a ribbon and a head of curly black hair, and then he loosened his clenched hands.

But before he could put his mind at ease, he suddenly felt something was wrong. How did she get in? And why was her walking so strange...

Next to the yellow-haired man, the man in the baseball cap was chattering his teeth. He didn’t even notice that the tip of his tongue was bitten. He seemed to be irritated and stammered, “She…she…a snake…”

The yellow-haired man looked in the direction of his finger, and a chill ran up his spine again.

Under the skirt, long belly scales were stacked, and the purple snake tail curved and extended outside the door. The Sheh people did not move, but the tail on the ground kept retracting into the door.

The end of the snake's tail climbed up the door, and she hooked the door handle with the tip of her tail, closing the door again.

"You..." Before the yellow-haired man could finish his words, his sternum was suddenly wrapped tightly by the snake's tail. He didn't even see when the tail came over.

His shoulder was dislocated and he wailed in pain. His bones were broken due to the compression and pierced into his lungs, and his cries for help stopped abruptly.

The man in the baseball cap jumped off the bed in a hurry and ran out with big strides.

He was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead. Damn it! How could there be such a thing in the dungeon? !

Just before he was about to grab the door handle, he felt a sudden pain in his chest. He spat out a mouthful of blood and looked down in disbelief.

The snake's tail passed through his chest. The man in the baseball cap's body shook like a spring, and then fell straight back.

There was a big hole in his chest, and the last image he saw was the door splattered with his own blood.

Sheh didn't look at the two of them any more, he just went into the bathroom, turned on the shower, and silently rinsed his tail with water.

These two people are so dirty and disgusting.

While she was washing her tail, Shi Jinzhe was lying on the bed counting sheep.

Shehe is not a procrastinating person. This time is enough for her to do things, and she won’t wait too long.

He closed his eyes and counted from the time he heard the knock on the door to now, and it was exactly sixty.

Shi Jinzhe silently recited in his heart: "Sixty-one sheep."

thump.

The crisp knocking sound interrupted his counting.

"Sixty-two sheep..."

thump.

Another knock.

Shi Jinzhe stopped counting sheep but did not open his eyes. Although he had lost his vision, his hearing and sense of touch became more sensitive.

thump.

In the endless darkness, the knocking sounds echoed again.

That was the sound of a person's bent fingers knocking on the door with their knuckles, over and over again, in a very regular pattern. The sound came from the door; someone was knocking.

But Shi Jinzhe was very clear that it was not Shekh. The signal for opening the door that they agreed on was one short, two long, and then one short, a total of four, and the intervals were not so even.

He was covered with a quilt, feeling the cold air pressing against his body, and he knew what was outside.

Shi Jinzhe calmed down and breathed calmly. Since it was outside, it was not a problem. Who knows, when Shekh came back, he might run into it head-on.

thump.

thump.

thump.

The bone-chilling cold penetrated deep into his bones, and the knocking sounds echoed in every corner of the room. Shi Jinzhe told himself not to be affected by the thing outside.

He didn't know how long the knocking lasted, but the sound finally stopped. He didn't dare to relax. He still didn't open his eyes, and lay on the bed holding his breath, pretending to be dead.

dong dong.

Sure enough, Shi Jinzhe sighed inwardly, he was almost cheated.

The knocking sound, slightly more rapid than before, continued, as if a stereo sound system was surrounding him from all directions. He curled his fingers, feeling that the sound was duller this time, as if the knocking was happening from a different position.

dong dong dong.

There was a sudden knock on the closet door opposite the end of the bed, and Shi Jinzhe's body tensed up.

Why did the closet door suddenly creak?

dong dong dong.

The closet door rang again, and he confirmed that he was not hallucinating. The sound of the closet door meant that the ghost had actually been in the house all along!

So how did it knock? Was it hiding in the closet? Or was it squatting at the end of his bed?

If it was from inside the closet, would it have been observing me through the gap? If I opened my eyes, would it still meet its gaze?

Boom, boom, boom.

The closet door kept vibrating, and the knocking sound that was completely impossible to ignore turned into a banging sound, and the entire room, from the bedroom door to the bathroom door, and then to the closet door, was making the sound.

It felt like there was someone constantly moving around in the room, knocking on the door as he walked.

Shi Jinzhe prayed in his heart that Sheh would come back soon.

The exposed skin was soaked by the cold air. The more awake he was, the clearer his perception became. He had no power to resist and could only respond to all changes by remaining unchanged.

The sound continued for a long time, and gradually, Shi Jinzhe discovered that the ghost seemed to be just knocking on the wood and had no intention of hurting him.

Realizing this, he gradually constructed the ghost's movement trajectory in his mind based on the specific location of the sound.

Its movements were a bit hurried, and it kept turning around the room, as if it was looking for something.

Shi Jinzhe was not sure how long he had been listening, until the agreed signal came from outside the door, and the knocking sound disappeared instantly and could no longer be heard.

He threw back the quilt and walked quickly to the door. As soon as he opened the door, he was startled by the thick black behind Shekh and took a step back.

He pulled Sheher into the house: "I thought you would be back soon."

When the time was up and he closed the door, the corridor was bright again. A beam of light shone through the small window above his head, and he realized that it was daybreak.

Sheh took out a letter wrapped in a black plastic bag. She folded it as she handed it to him without any extra words, pulled her hand out, and went back into the bathroom.

Gaining trust is a side job. She promised to send someone to find Lin Xiaohe, and she would do what she said and would not go back on her word.

"Thank you..."

Shi Jinzhe was a little flattered. He opened the letter and saw from the corner of his eye that Sheh's skirt was stained with mud. He hesitated for a while and said, "I will find a way to buy you a new one after I get out."