The hell game begins, please choose your plug-in

It was not until he killed the strange warrior that Bai Yao suddenly realized that his original purpose did not seem to be to kill Guiyi, but to let Guiyi go to the workshop to carry the knife.

Looking at the corpse on the ground, Bai Yao was silent for a few seconds. "If it really doesn't work, can I use a weird corpse to block it in front?"

The next moment, the body of the strange warrior disappeared along with his armor and sword.

White demon: “…”

Got it!

No need to worry about it now!

Bai Yao walked out of the room and lay down on the sofa to rest.

This leaves only the last paranormal event.

Of course, there is a potential threat!

Sadako!

One more day, Sadako will come and kill him!

However, Bai Yao already has a strategy to deal with this...

Taking advantage of the break, Bai Yao read the barrage for a while.

There are often questions in the barrage, and Bai Yao will answer them when he has nothing to do.

[Host, host, how do you express 1÷5 in four ways? ]

The corner of Bai Yao's mouth twitched, "Good boy, you give me all your homework, right?"

"Forget it. I'm in a good mood today, so I'll do it for you!"

"The answer is one-fifth, 0.2, 20%, and... Shang Yang!"

【Not you, buddy? 】

【Shang Yang sent a friend request! 】

[I dare not laugh, for fear of losing my merits! ]

[It’s okay, I’ll blame it on my wife! ]

【Then I can laugh without any worries! 】

[Host, I bought a new phone and accidentally lost the phone case that came with it. Will it have any effect on my phone? Will it not turn on? ]

White demon: “…”

No, are you serious?

"Losing the phone case is like losing Wang Yufeng in politics. If you want to know who Wang Yufeng is, he is my sister's classmate. When asked how to solve the problem of an aging population, he wrote an article about exporting old people!"

[Let me put it this way, losing the phone case is like the computer industry losing Tao Li. If you ask who she is, she is my best friend. When the game said to press any key to enter the game, she pressed the shutdown button! ]

[Losing the phone case is like losing Liang Jun in the football world. He is my buddy. He asked me which side was broken when watching the World Cup! ]

[Losing the phone case is like losing Liu Nanlin in the translation world. If you want to know who he is, he is my QQ friend. He asked why the translation was not Chinese but Chinese even though it was clearly translated into Chinese! ]

【Top! 】

After chatting with netizens for a while, Bai Yao stood up and walked towards the workshop wearing the Ring of Resentment.

At present, Bai Yao has figured out the strange death mechanism in the workshop. It will be triggered as long as you enter the door, but the weirdness inside cannot be escaped, so you will be safe as long as you leave the workshop.

Pushing open the door, Bai Yao took a deep breath and walked in.

The sculptures inside didn't even bother to act, they just gathered around him when they saw him come in.

The Ring of Resentment was activated, and the air around the White Demon seemed to turn into an invisible swamp. As the sculpture approached, it was like falling into a quagmire, unable to move.

Bai Yao also felt that his spirit was rapidly weakening. In thirty seconds at most, he would have to leave here.

"Look for clues quickly!"

Bai Yao rushed to the cabinet with the snakeskin bag, grabbed it with his left hand, and put all the things into the pocket.

At this time, who would bother to check one by one to see if there are any clues? Just pack them up and take them away to look at them later!

Thirty seconds passed in a flash, and Bai Yao left the room at the last second. Behind him, several sculptures stretched out their arms to grab him, but they all stopped at the door...

After leaving the room, Bai Yao's spirit became extremely depressed. Waves of sleepiness came over him and he yawned several times in succession.

There’s no way. In my current state, I can’t check the things I brought out. I can only go to sleep first.

Sleep until noon.

The white demon then slowly got up, opened the snakeskin bag, and poured out everything inside.

Various miscellaneous sculptures and the tools used to make them were scattered all over the floor.

After searching for a while, Bai Yao only found a fruit knife that was suspected to be the murder weapon.

"Strange, the studio is so dangerous, is it just to protect a diary?"

Bai Yao frowned and thought, holding a snakeskin bag in his hand, ready to put the trophies in.

He temporarily poured out those gold trophies into this pocket to store things.

"Wait! Trophy!" Bai Yao looked at the trophy in front of him that was engraved with "First Prize in Videography Competition" and the photo on Wang Yancai's bedroom cabinet appeared in his mind.

Those photos recorded the moment when Wang Yancai received his award every time, and Wang Yancai would always raise his camera to take photos together...

But he seemed to have never seen this camera!

So where is this camera?

Speaking of which, although the moving sculptures are always gathered together in the studio, those few sculptures are always the ones in the front.

As for the sculptures at the back, they always moved symbolically but never really took action...

"The weirdness in the studio is undoubtedly caused by Wang Yancai. This BYD watched me take away the diary without doing anything himself... Could it be that he is hiding something else..."

"But with Wang Yancai's strength, I'm afraid I won't get any benefit even if I have the Ring of Resentment..."

Bai Yao's eyes fell on the murder weapon that killed Sun Lanqing.

There is no absolute dead end in the Hell game!

This fruit knife killed Sun Lanqing, and maybe it was also tainted with her resentment. Maybe it could be used against Wang Yancai...

Bai Yao planned to give it a try. Even if it didn't work, with the Ring of Resentment, he could retreat in time.

When I pushed open the door of the studio, the sculptures were still standing at the entrance, blocking the way tightly.

"There is indeed a ghost!"

The white demon did not hold back and stabbed the sculpture's neck with his knife.

The next moment, scarlet blood gushed out of the sculpture's neck. It started as a trickle, but within three seconds it began to spray out wildly. If Bai Yao hadn't dodged quickly, he would have been covered in blood by now...

The body of the sculpture fell backwards and hit the ground heavily, and there was no movement anymore.

"It really works!" Bai Yao looked at the fruit knife in his hand with delight, "Hehehehe... Little sculptures, your Master Xuan is here!"

The white demon rushed into the workshop and started chopping with a fruit knife. Any sculptures that dared to come over would be chopped with the sword. In just a minute or two, all the sculptures in the front were dead!

"Next, it's your turn!"

The white demon pointed his knife at the remaining three sculptures and swept it over them calmly.

Among these three people, one is definitely Wang Yancai’s real body!

Bai Yao sneered, "Multiple choice question..."

The three sculptures took a step forward together, giving off a sense of oppression far greater than the previous sculptures.

Bai Yao stepped forward, and the fruit knife drew a silver arc and slashed towards the three sculptures!

"Only children make choices. As an adult, of course I will just let them all die!"

Faced with such extreme reaction speed, Wang Yancai could only watch the sculpture's neck being cut off.

The sculpture in the middle fell to the ground, its body shattered, and a camera fell out of the sculpture with a snap...