It's not too much to say that a beauty is a little bit stronger

"Xiao Huai, don't get into trouble, otherwise I will curse you to eat instant noodles without the seasoning packet." Lu Qian whispered to himself.

Suddenly, Xiao Huai's voice came into my mind: "Did you just say something bad about me?"

"Xiao Huai!" Lu Qian's pupils dilated slightly, and he couldn't help but respond to Xiao Huai in his mind with excitement.

Xiao Huai is now in an extremely dark place. There is no light here, and even a flashlight has no effect here.

The reason why he jumped without hesitation was precisely because of the word "no solution".

There are no unsolvable solutions in the world, only traps.

As long as the answer is hidden in a place no one can imagine, the so-called unsolvable problem will be created.

Put yourself in his shoes. If he were the person who designed the game, where would he hide the answer?

That dark abyss.

People are always afraid of the unknown, and this fear is the tool that horror designers are best at using.

Abyss, darkness, and despair are all players' stereotypes of the crisis of death.

All of these elements stimulate the most primitive fears of human beings.

Hiding the answer in the place where you least want to touch is like a psychological warfare, weaving fear into an invisible net that tightly binds the player's mind.

Preventing them from taking the path to the answer.

If the first step is difficult to take, the second step will be even more difficult.

Because even if someone really enters the dark abyss, they cannot escape death.

Xiao Huai has already discovered several skeletons here.

There are other dangers here as well.

Xiao Huai walked forward slowly, and at the same time told Lu Qian in his mind: "Don't tell anyone where I am. If I'm lucky, I can get out tonight."

Lu Qian nodded, quickly returned to the red brick house, and pretended nothing had happened.

But before he stepped into the red brick house, a person came out of the house.

As soon as Lu Qian looked up, he met Lu Yuanshi's eyes.

"You...it's raining outside, what are you doing?"

When Lu Qian asked this question, he felt a little nervous.

After all, he himself was soaked from head to toe.

"Just like you, getting caught in the rain." Lu Yuanshi smiled faintly.

"Oh……"

Lu Qian always felt that something was wrong, but before he had time to think about it, in the blink of an eye, Lu Yuanshi had disappeared in the rain.

The last time Lu Qian saw him was his back as he walked into the abyss.

Depend on!

Just as he promised Xiao Huai not to tell anyone, the next second, Lu Yuanshi went downstairs.

What should I do? Should I tell Xiao Huai?

However, Lu Qian only thought about this question for a second, and he was instantly relieved.

Why should I worry about them?

The little magician poked his head out of Lu Qian's pocket. Lu Qian pinched his face and said lazily:

"Count me in for the Landlord game later."

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After Xiao Huai entered the dark abyss, the surroundings immediately fell into endless silence.

The sound of rain was swallowed up by the darkness, and the road under my feet seemed to extend into an unknown distance.

He walked forward step by step, and the darkness seemed to have no end.

He could feel the coldness around him growing stronger, as if some invisible pressure was gradually approaching.

Suddenly, a crisp sound of breaking bowls rang out abruptly in the silence, breaking the silence of the darkness.

Xiao Huai stopped, turned around and looked around, but still couldn't see anything.

He continued walking in the direction of the sound. After a few steps, the darkness around him gradually faded away, and a faint light shone from the front.

Xiao Huai walked towards the light, and gradually the scene in front of him became clearer.

He found himself in a strange house, surrounded by simple furniture and with a stale smell in the air.

"Only 99 points on the final exam? Who could be more useless than you! Why don't you just die? No, you deserve to die. Come here!"

A strange woman's voice sounded in the distance.

Xiao Huai didn't rush to see what the woman was doing, but looked around first, carefully taking in the surrounding environment.

A faint light flashed in his eyes.

Every inch of the layout here is exactly the same as the markings on the design drawings.

There really is such a two-story bungalow.

The walls are made of red bricks.

But there is not a single painting here, and the decoration of the whole house is extremely simple.

Just then, the sound of whipping was heard. Xiao Huai stopped hesitating and walked towards the source of the sound.

"Waste! What's the point of giving birth to you? You are such a waste!"

She wore a cross-shaped necklace around her neck, like a devout believer.

Xiao Huai saw the woman's face.

The entire face, except for the eyes, is blurred.

The woman's face was covered by thick shadows, revealing only a pair of eyes that flashed a strange light in the darkness.

Even though there were no other facial features on her face, one could still feel her anger from her tone.

A thin boy stood in front of her. He had no face, or perhaps his face was blurred.

The woman's voice cut through the air like a sharp blade. She quickly walked up to the boy, grabbed his hair hard, and pulled him close to her.

His eyes were cold and crazy.

She pushed the boy against the wall, then raised the whip in her hand and hit his fragile body mercilessly.

"You useless trash! What's the point of your life?" She said as she increased the strength in her hands.

Each whip was filled with deep resentment, as if venting his unfulfilled expectations and endless disappointment.

The boy curled up on the ground in pain, but made no sound.

The woman whipped the boy for more than ten minutes until his skin was torn and flesh was exposed. She then stopped and covered her face with her hands and laughed.

"My baby, why don't you cry? Cry for your mother, okay?"

His tone suddenly became gentle as water, completely different from before.

She squatted in front of the boy, held him in her arms, and gently stroked his hair. "Today, Mom met your father. It's been a long time since we last met. Do you know what the first words that man said to me were?"

The boy didn't speak, as if he was mute.

The woman began to talk to herself: "He asked me for your recent photos. He wants you to leave your mother."

She suddenly lifted the boy's chin, her eyes curved, revealing an invisible weirdness.

"You have to cry, cry like you can't leave me." She smiled gently, "Even if you die, you have to die here with your mother, understand?"

Not everyone has a perfect family.

Many times, the greatest hurt we have ever suffered comes from our family.

The boy finally responded, "Mom, I don't know how to cry."

There was no fluctuation in his voice.

The woman froze slightly, then suddenly threw the boy in her arms to the ground: "Monster! You are a monster!"

"Why did I give birth to a thing like you? I carried you for ten months, and you lasted almost two years. They all said you were stillborn, that you were a disaster. But I'm different. I'm your mother, I love you, and I gave birth to you. But how could you hurt me so badly the moment you were born? You shouldn't have been born, you shouldn't have been born! I'll never forget that you grew the claws of the devil. Other children would cry, but you were born, and why did you smile?"