worn after Zha Shouzuo's death

"Fuck? Can't be, is today's dungeon so mysterious?" Wang Lianhan was only shocked, she stretched out her hand to grab a handful of hair, "Fang Mo is an old hand."

Song Ci exchanged a glance with her, and the two ran towards the back at the same time.

The scream came from the side of the flower bed, and the two ran over to have a look, and found that the person who called was Wang Siruo. Wang Siruo hid behind Yin Qi, his face pale with fright, and they looked at the flower bed in front, completely terrified. I couldn't speak, and my body was shaking like chaff.

Song Ci took two steps in the direction of the flower bed. As if remembering something, he took another step back, but hesitated for a moment, then took another step forward, and paused. Ghost?"

Before Wang Siruo had time to answer his question, Wang Lianhan took a step closer to the front of the flower bed to take a look, then caught off guard and said: "Hey! What a big ghost!"

Song Ci: "..."

【Hahahahahahahaha my silly son】

[Not afraid of ghosts, huh? 】

[Didn't you have a good chat with the female ghost just now?What are ghosts afraid of?Play tricks on him! 】

【Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha people who are not afraid of ghosts have collapsed】

Wang Lianhan looked as if he didn't see anything scary, Song Ci felt relieved, remembered his question just now, and wanted to make up for it, so he tried to cover it up and said: "I just asked that question just because I was afraid of scaring others. There are two girls... Of course I didn't ask for myself, and I'm not afraid of ghosts."

Wang Lianhan glanced at him with a half-smile: "Yes, yes, you are not afraid, you are two meters eight, you are the most powerful."

Yin Qi and Wang Siruo stood aside without speaking.

Song Ci went to the side of the flower bed to have a look, and found that there...was a baby's body lying there.

Although it was just a prop, it was made very realistically. It was a small ball, curled up in a swaddling baby, its eyes were still open, and its small mouth was also open, as if it was dying.

"Just now... just now when we arrived here, we found an old woman coaxing a child in her arms. She said it was the hostess's child." Yin Qi tried not to be so panicked, trying to make himself appear to have seen the world , "We were very surprised. The hostess' child was born ten days later, why did it appear here? We asked her, but we didn't expect her to drop the child and run away."

"We just saw the pregnant woman. She has a baby in her belly." Song Ci stared straight at the baby, and suddenly he stepped forward and took the baby out.

Wang Siruo: "!"

Wang Lianhan: "!"

Yin Qi: "!"

【! ! ! ! 】

【! ! ! ! ! 】

Song Ci sincerely said to the baby that he was sorry and offended, and immediately he took off the baby's swaddle very calmly, only to see a sentence written in blood on the swaddle: Sister, you are dead, your child I have to be with you too!Even if it hasn't been born, I can't tolerate it!

"My sister killed my sister. My sister was pregnant at the time. She killed the adult with a mirror, cut out the baby, and replaced it by herself." Song Ci reasoned, "Now that she is pregnant, the ghost of my sister began to appear. , the dead body of the baby also appeared. I have an idea, I think they are here for revenge."

Yin Qi and Wang Siruo didn't get any other clues except for the baby line. Hearing this, they looked at him very confused.

"Patriarch Qi's attitude towards his sister is very bad, so does he know that the person next to the pillow has changed? Why did the mistress fall to the ground and the child is fine?" Song Ci asked while thinking, "Is it true that we were invited here? Are you here as a guest?"

The three of them looked at him in unison, obviously all messed up.

"Have you seen Fang Mo?" Song Ci asked, "Isn't Fang Mo with you?"

"Oh, Senior Fang went over there alone..." Wang Siruo dully pointed to a direction behind the flower bed.

Song Ci made a decisive decision: "Go and have a look."

Bypassing the flower bed, there is a small open space, and the ground is bright red.

Wang Siruo was frightened crazy, and hid behind Yin Qi again.

At this moment, there was another shrill scream from upstairs.

This voice is... the hostess's.

Song Ci's first reaction was bad, and he ran into the house quickly. Just after entering through the back door, he heard the mechanical sound: player 10 died, player 9 died.

— Now there are only six people left.

There are two other people locked up in the house, plus the four they can move.

"Why did they die?" Wang Siruo scratched his hair, "What did they do?"

Wang Lianhan finally realized: "It's the hostess who is playing tricks! Once something happens to her, one of us will die! We are not invited by her to be guests, but by her to protect the baby!"

But just after she finished speaking, she felt wrong again: "No, why did two of them die this time?"

Song Ci: "Either they did something they shouldn't do, or there are ghosts among us."

Wang Lianhan turned to look at him: "What should we do next? Looking for the ghost?"

"Looking for the ghost is too time-consuming. This is just an idea of ​​mine. It takes time to confirm. Now there is not much time left. I suspect that the director is messing with us." Song Ci looked at the stairs on the second floor, thinking There was a vague guess, "I think the important thing now is to find the escape door."

【Oh my god, I haven't even reacted yet】

[The director team should be taking quick-acting heart-saving pills... This is the shortest escape in history...]

【Director: I'm crazy, don't cue me】

【what happened?I just wanted to come over to see Ci Zai was scared to cry, why now there is a sense of déjà vu that he is carrying the audience? 】

[Wait, is there a rewind?what happened?With a dazed look on my face, I just went to have a meal halfway, and they are about to end?I remember the last scene where Xiao Ci was frightened mad by being locked in the room? 】

【...What kind of person did I fall in love with? I was shocked, why is he so powerful? 】

Wang Lianhan looked at Song Ci, a little surprised: "You have another idea?"

"When you find the door to go out, you can call everyone together. Let's call the other two people." Song Ci looked at the surrounding environment, and suddenly paused on the floor, feeling that the pattern on it was a bit strange, and stopped. After a few seconds, he looked away, "Go and call someone first, and I'll go to a place to have a look first."

Wang Lianhan was dumbfounded: "Oh, good."

Song Ci ran straight up the stairs.

When the director saw this scene in the monitoring room, he felt that he was not well. He took the microphone and shouted angrily: "Find me someone to stop him! Hurry up! Don't let him go up!"

What a joke!How many hours have passed?Song Ci just wanted to end the plot so easily?

What else does he do with this show?

Before Song Ci reached the second floor, he heard the sound of pattering down the stairs. When he arrived at the second floor, the hostess stopped in front of him with a stiff face: "You Where do you want to go? You are not allowed to walk around in the house!"

Song Ci lowered his head and glanced at her legs, only to see that her legs were clean without any blood.

Her complexion looked very good, completely different from the weak appearance that fell down and was pushed to the ground and bled.

The guess is right, if she does not have an accident, no one will die. Once she has an accident, one player will die, and after the player dies, she will return to her best state.

Otherwise there is no way to explain this series of events.

"I want to go to the second floor and look in the mirror." Song Ci raised a smile, anyway, the person standing opposite is not a ghost, so he has nothing to be afraid of, "If you are afraid of what I will do, why not come with me? "

"It's going to be night soon." The hostess' complexion was pale, and her eyes were dull, like two glass beads embedded in her eye sockets. She raised her arms and stopped in front of Song Ci. "No one is allowed to go up to the second floor at night."

"Ah...that's really a pity." Song Ci nodded with great regret, "That's fine, then I won't break the rules, and I'll just come back tomorrow to have a look."

Song Ci turned and left.

The hostess breathed a sigh of relief and lowered her arms.

But at this moment, Song Ci turned around suddenly, strode past her, and then ran towards the end of the corridor!

hostess:"!"

director:"!!!"

The director's fingers were trembling, and he almost had a heart attack. He shouted: "Give me someone! Turn on the mechanism!! Turn on all the mechanisms!"

In an instant, all the doors on both sides of the corridor were opened at the same time. Ten children stood at the door, facing each other. They were all dressed in the same clothes. They stood at the door and slowly stretched out their hands to Song Ci, installing them on the ceiling The air blower swiped and set off a strong wind.

The children's voices were very low, and they sounded very ethereal: "Among you, one is a ghost... Among you, one is a ghost... Come with me... Come with me..."

[Scalp is numb! ! ! 】

【Lying trough...】

【Scary ah ah ah ah ah】

[Run, ah, is the door behind the mirror! 】

Song Ci dodged left and right, shuttled among the children very nimbly, one of his hands was about to grab his clothes, Song Ci took out a candy with his backhand, stuffed it into his hand, and took the time to Said: "Good boy, brother is a bit busy, so I won't go with you."

Child:"???"

【? ? ? ? ? ? 】

[What is the operation of giving sugar? ? ? 】

[Pfft ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha excellent]

[I don't know why, but I'm already quite used to Song Ci's coquettish operations, and now I feel calm, very calm]

【Hahahahahaha the child is still hesitating whether to eat this candy or not to eat it hahahahahaha】

Song Ci finally came to the mirror at the end of the corridor, raised his foot and kicked it hard, and with a loud crash, the mirror shattered into pieces under the force of great force, and then the entire mirror surface was shattered.

After the mirror was shattered, the mottled wall behind it was exposed, on which was written in blood-red words: Die, die!die……

In the gap between the words, there is an iron door, which is locked, and behind it is a simple elevator.

With a beep, the mechanical voice immediately rang out in the entire courtyard: "Congratulations, players, for successfully finding the escape route, but it seems that you still lack a key. Please make persistent efforts and come on~"

Just when Song Ci was about to turn around and run back, Wang Lianhan appeared on the opposite side of the corridor. She looked at Song Ci, then at the children in the middle of the corridor and the howling wind, and finally fixed her gaze on the man behind Song Ci. On the iron gate, her eyes lit up: "Have you found the escape route?"

"Yes, but there is still a key missing." Song Ci also had an idea of ​​where the key was, and he raised his foot and wanted to go back, "I know where the key is! You wait for me to go back and find it—"

Before he finished speaking, the mechanical voice rang again: "Player No. 5's blood volume is 50.00%, and he is on the verge of death. Please be careful with your life!"

Song Ci's footsteps faltered, and the ten children slowly approached him.

Song Ci immediately realized that these children are aggressive!Don't be touched by them or you will die!

"Song Ci, are you okay!" Wang Lianhan also heard the voice, and she could guess the situation at a glance, she shouted, "Don't move! Don't come here, your blood volume is not enough Come here!"

The children were still gathering around Song Ci, stretching out pairs of little hands, trying to pull him away.

"No. 5's blood volume is 40.00%... Thirty..."

It's over, there's no time.

This was Song Ci's first thought, and immediately he yelled at Wang Lianhan: "The key is under the floor! If you stand next to the floor and look at the whole floor, there will be one inside the grid pattern—"

Before he finished speaking, the mechanical voice interrupted him mercilessly: "Player No. 5 died."

The two men in black couldn't wait to rush out of the room, holding Song Ci to leave.

Song Ci seemed to think of something, and then turned his head and shouted: "There is more! The child said, there are ghosts among us—"

His mouth was covered.

Song Ci was taken down.

【…】

[surprised]

[The melons are shocked, how did Song Ci's head grow? 】

[Stupid, how did he know there was a key in the floor? 】

【...I seem to know this, I saw him glance at the floor before going upstairs】

[Cheating... Kneeling, kneeling]

[I'm still in a trance, this is the shortest escape I've seen in history]

[I have to take it easy, my son's IQ has taken a hit, I don't deserve such an excellent son]

When Song Ci was taken out, the director looked at him with complicated eyes. If he hadn't been held down by others, he might have come forward to chat with him "kindly" for a while.

But Song Ci misunderstood that the director thought his sense of variety was too good and wanted to rush over to praise him, so he stroked his hair in embarrassment, smiled politely at the director, and left immediately.

Hidden strength and name.

When he returned to the hotel, Song Ci collapsed on the bed, exhaustion swept through every nerve, so tired that he didn't even want to move a finger.

Hua Manman came to take care of him for the variety show this time, and Gao Quan also followed him this time, but he was busy discussing projects.

Seeing Song Ci paralyzed on the bed, Hua Manman smiled while helping him tidy up: "Xiao Ci, are you really not afraid of ghosts?"

Song Ci turned over, lay down on the bed, buried his head in the soft quilt, and said in a muffled voice, "How can it be, I'm most afraid of ghosts."

The time he lived with his grandma really impressed him deeply. At that time, he was young and formed an indelible psychological shadow.

But it is absolutely impossible for him to admit this in front of the camera.

He didn't want everyone in the country to know that he was afraid of ghosts, otherwise how would he go out?Where does he put his face?

"Congratulations, today's trending searches have been contracted by you." Hua Manman was overjoyed. Ever since Song Ci entered the house, she had been watching him with her mobile phone in her hand, so she knew exactly what the netizens were doing, " Your Weibo has gained followers again, surpassing [-] million, and fans are asking you for benefits."

Song Ci opened his eyes: "Am I on the trending search again?"

"Yes, do you want to take a look?" Hua Manman was very eager to hand over the phone.

Song Ci took it over and took a look, only to see that on the hot search list, the number one was: Song Cisao Operation

Second: escape from the sense of comedy

Third: Song Ci is not afraid of ghosts, trust me

Fourth: Song Ci female ghost

Song Ci: "..."

You can really understand what's in it just by looking at these hot searches.

Song Ci decided to turn a blind eye, and he asked again: "The fans asked me what benefits I want?"

"Anything is fine. It depends on what you are good at. Some celebrities can broadcast live, take selfies, sing, dance, play the piano..." Hua Manman counted and gave him advice, "But you should be very busy these days Yes, you just finished recording a variety show, you should be quite tired now, right? Or post a wave of selfies?"

Song Ci spread out on the bed, motionless, already on the verge of drowsiness, he said vaguely: "Okay, let's take a selfie..."

His mental and physical strength was severely overdrawn, and now he didn't even want to eat, he just wanted to sleep.

Hua Manman looked at Song Ci lying on the bed, and suddenly had a wonderful idea: "Wait! Xiao Ci! I think it's easy to take pictures with you like this. I have an inspiration."

Song Ci struggled to open his eyelids: "Ah?"

Hua Manman snapped her fingers, and the corners of her lips curled up: "Come on, listen to me, your fans will definitely go crazy!"

Song Ci didn't have the energy to think anymore, out of trust in Hua Manman, he nodded.

Half an hour later, Hua Manman uploaded a set of pictures with text: 1000 million fan benefits, I hope you will like it~

But what she didn't expect was that these pictures exploded in less than half an hour after they were posted.

Song Ci in the photo has a face like a jade crown, skin as white as snow, red lips and white teeth, lying on the bed, with his head turned sideways, with a faint smile on his lips, starlight hidden in his eyes, bright and heart-pounding, long The eyelashes are thick and curved, hanging low, making people want to reach out and touch them.

The next one is a picture of him hugging a pillow and lying on it. The pillow is very soft, and his black hair is a little messy. He lazily raised his eyes, half-closed, as if he was about to fall asleep soon. Yes, the wet lips are slightly parted, as if they are seductively picking.

The other one is an overhead shot, from top to bottom, Song Ci is lying sideways on the bed with his eyes closed, he is wearing a V-neck gray sweater, because of his sleeping position, the neckline is slightly sunken, revealing a beautiful and delicate section The collarbone has a clear and deep curve. In this photo, Song Ci only shows a side face, but every detail is impeccable, like a beauty walking out of a painting.

Fans went crazy: bed photos ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ! !

- I think I can! ! ! !

——My God, it's so beautiful! ! !

——Knelt down to this face, licking the screen frantically!

——Ci Zai, are you finally open for business!Can you consider your old mother's mood!You have been missing for so long, and you ended up playing so big as soon as you came out!

— Are you implying something?If you're really implying, then I...!

But at that time, Song Ci was just taking a shower, lying on the bed and sleeping, and fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes. Hua Manman knew that he was tired, so he didn't come to disturb him.

However, this time Song Ci didn't sleep until he woke up naturally. He was woken up by a special notification sound from his mobile phone.

Song Ci took the phone, looked outside sleepily, and found that it was already dark, and a video request popped up on the phone screen.

It was Ji Huai calling.

Song Ci pondered for a while, then slowly regained consciousness, subconsciously pointing his fingers to accept.

Ji Huai's face appeared on the screen.

Song Ci turned over and turned on the light.

Song Ci rubbed his eyes, yawned, and said softly, "Ji Huai."

"Yeah." Ji Huai responded with a calm face, "Have you eaten yet?"

Song Ci just wanted to answer a question, but he was afraid of being scolded by Ji Huai. After all, he was a person who would even scold Song Ci for a long time for such insignificant things, so he went to bed without drying his hair after washing. He changed his words and said nonsense without changing his expression: "Eat."

Ji Huai smiled: "Really?"

Song Ci nodded, and couldn't help but move the fingers holding the phone over, caressing Ji Huai's eyebrows and eyes through the screen.

Song Ci quietly leaned on the bed and looked at Ji Huai: "I'm so tired today, have you watched my live broadcast?"

Ji Huai's voice was very steady, without any waves, and there was no sign of lying: "I didn't have time, I was working."

——Although the fact is that he was watching the live video while working, he didn't miss every frame and every second.

Ji Huai cut the video and ordered takeaway for this ancestor.

Song Ci had just woken up when he received the video, so it was impossible for him to have eaten.

"Ah, that's right, you're so busy with work." Song Ci relieved himself, and forgave Ji Huai himself. He thought for a while, and then complained, "Let me tell you, our director is a nice person. I didn't expect a stomach full of bad water."

Ji Huai ordered, placed the order, and said distractedly, "Huh?"

The more Song Ci thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. Why did he run into all kinds of traps, the red gauze, the photos of the dead in the room, and finally the children in the corridor and the strong wind...

Song Ci whispered: "I'm afraid of ghosts, and this episode of the show is extraordinarily scary..."

Ji Huai raised his eyes and glanced at him: "Don't you like taking pictures of these?"

Song Ci pondered for a while: "Variety shows are easier than filming dramas. As long as they are not too scary, I can accept them, but not too scary. I dare not."

Ji Huai gave a low laugh, paused, and said, "Well, you can refuse whatever you don't like or want to shoot in the future."

Song Ci was afraid that he would feel that he was playing big cards, so he hurriedly said: "No, no, I don't just reject the project casually, usually I can accept it, and I'm not that delicate."

"That's not coquettish." Ji Huai looked at him across the screen, with a shallow smile and tenderness in his eyes, "Song Ci, I hope you remember that I am always behind you, I miss you Being able to have willful power, if you insist on thinking that this is coquettish...then I am willing to spoil you forever."