"Why do I feel like the cute god guessed it right?"
"For a moment, Mo Ni's face changed!"
“Cute and awesome!!!”
"No, how did you guess this?"
"If it were me, I wouldn't have thought of this at all! It's not written in the rules!"
"Divergent thinking, damn, it's so fucking awesome! Meng Shen's thinking is completely out of the ordinary, and he won't be shackled by inertial thinking!"
"Meng Fei didn't just focus on the rules, he made a guess based on everything going on in the village!"
"It's not necessarily correct. The cute god may have guessed part of it, and maybe part of it."
...
In the weird research team, Zhao Qi and the others felt a sense of enlightenment as they listened to Meng Fei's speculation!
"It feels like the probability of this possibility is really high!"
"Didn't people become shadow puppets in shadow puppet shows? Wouldn't they be burned to death by fire?"
"Wait a minute, I have a question, where does the fire come from?"
As soon as this question came out, everyone was stunned.
"Yes, where does the fire come from? If the fire doesn't start, does it mean that Meng Fei will have no chance to escape?"
"This is not necessarily..."
"Even if we do make a guess now, there is nothing we can do. The opportunity has been used up."
The atmosphere was momentarily depressed.
Shen Mingyue adjusted her glasses and said, "It doesn't matter. Our tips have played a key role. The rest is up to Meng Fei."
"After all, we trust him, don't we?"
"Yes, I believe in Meng Fei!" Yin Hele sighed, feeling relieved, "I believe in him, he can definitely break the fourth curse!"
Meng Fei sat beside the coffin and thought about it.
"Enter the play, enter the shadow play, fire, gaps, tsk, where does the fire come from?"
"...meet certain conditions?"
Meng Fei frowned, thinking deeply.
[Dear, cabin. ] Meng Hei spoke.
Meng Fei muttered: "Log cabin? Log cabin, the cabin is too far away, ah, I understand!"
[Rule 13: Anyone who goes to the theater must enter the theater. Those who enter the play, the play becomes real. 】
Those who enter the drama, the drama becomes real!
As long as, as long as the cabin in the play is lit!
Ghost marriage and cremation, no, he doesn't need to do it, because the villagers in the play will set the cabin on fire!
Meng Fei suddenly understood. He pinched his chin and said interestingly: "Interesting."
"What is this called, diverting attention?"
"The rules focus on not discovering the evil in the villagers, but in fact, the real focus, the real source of information, is... the paper man."
Meng Fei raised his head suddenly, and subconsciously looked in the direction of Sun's wedding shop.
"What kind of role does the paper man play?"
"The dark shadows behind them, the songs they sing, are they the condensed resentment?"
"...How many dead souls are there in this village?"
Meng Fei couldn't help but lower his eyes and said, "Fortunately, I like to seek death, otherwise, the problem would be huge."
"Where are the others? The other people who participated in the rules are already gone, right?"
Meng Fei couldn't help but clicked his tongue twice, feeling a little guilty in his heart.
Such strange rumors about the rules of Dogecoin came about because of him.
Give me a hug, other unlucky survivors.
etc!
Aren't all the people he picked up gone? Didn't the clip survive?
"Let me count my losses, the little clip, the idiot Jin Jin, well, there is also the troublesome Arndt, there is also the bear Ivan, there is Xiao Qin, and that uncle."
"one two three four five six."
Meng Fei's expression changed. He looked at his empty hands like a little hamster who had lost his beloved.
"I, I haven't finished squeezing it yet! You idiots!"
Meng Fei is like a June day, the child's face changes at will, he sits next to the coffin and howls when it thunders but doesn't rain!
Shen Xiuqing: "...It's over, I forgot to tell this ancestor."
Zhao Qi: "..."
No, at least people from other countries are watching too. Meng Fei, just pretend a little bit!
What is squeezed but not squeezed, isn’t that assistance?
Meng Fei howled.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
Meng Hei: [My dear, stop crying. Whichever one you like, I will catch it for you. 】
Meng Fei wiped away his fake tears and said seriously: "I like the mastermind behind the scenes."
Meng Hei: [Yeah. 】
Meng Fei rolled his eyes and said, "You are such a ghost! You are so annoying."
"Tsk, stupid rules and weird talk."
Meng Fei felt very unhappy when he thought that all the people he had brought back were dead. He had protected them, and they hadn't paid the protection fee yet!
If they are all saved by him, they are considered his belongings! You should go to Qingshan Mental Hospital!
The more Meng Fei thought about it, the angrier he became. He squatted on the ground angrily and drew circles with his fingers.
"Draw a circle and curse you. Curse you for eating instant noodles without seasoning, drinking cola without bubbles, going to the toilet without paper, and the strong wind on rainy days..."
After Meng Fei got angry, it was still early. There was still a long time before the whistle blew.
Meng Fei walked around the yard of the cabin and climbed onto the wooden wall to take a look.
The villagers gathered around the cabin. They chatted, smoked and drank. No one was worried about the old village chief.
Meng Fei lay on the wall and looked at it for a while, then said, "Everyone deserves to die."
Meng Fei came down, and he went into the cabin to look for things. He looked around and found nothing of value.
He even lifted both bodies and turned over the coffins.
Not even a diary note, let alone any rules.
Meng Fei sighed in disappointment and played with his pistol, "Is there really nothing? Do we really have to wait for the show to start?"
"If I had known, I would have ordered a few more houses. It's so boring."
Meng Fei fell to the ground out of boredom and began to roll all over the floor. Meng Fei's movements stopped. He lay on his back, squinting his eyes and looking at the sky above the cabin.
The cabin was very dark, and the roof was even darker, with only the beams visible.
but.
Meng Fei felt his throat tightening, and he narrowed his eyes, "Ah, so it's here."
If you look carefully, you will find that there are some deeper marks under the roof, like dust accumulation and accumulation marks.
And if these traces are looked at together, they look like a huge eye.
Black lines formed the eyes, messy eyes.
The logo of the weird live broadcast room!
The center of the eyes was facing the direction of the coffin, as if someone was staring at the two corpses in the coffin.
Meng Fei: "...I only have one question, that is, is this ugly sign just because of the weird rules, or is it?"
"Did it appear before the weird rules came?"
