Ask the spirit.
What a nice name.
Xiaohong and Wenling.
Xiaolan once again regretted not giving herself a better pseudonym.
Xiaolan didn't want to mention the name, so she pointed to the lighted room and said, "Let's go in."
Wen Ling still nodded, "Yeah."
"Is this your first time here?" Xiaolan asked pretending to be nonchalant.
Wen Ling stared with innocent gray eyes and nodded faster, "Yeah."
"Me too," Xiaolan pretended not to care, "Then... or we should cooperate. Alas, my scores in the first few rounds were very low anyway, and I basically don't care about the grand prize. I just came to join in the fun... …”
This way he should not be feared and silenced.
Wen Ling opened his eyes wide, nodded, and then shook his head.
"What...what do you mean?" Xiaolan saw herself in Wenling's clear eyes.
Wen Ling was speechless, even sweating anxiously, and finally took hold of Xiaolan's left hand and squeezed it hard, "Cooperate."
"Yeah." Xiaolan waited to see what she was going to do.
After saying that, Wenling let go of Xiaolan's hand and pointed at Xiaolan's chest, "It's very high."
What does this express?
"So... let's cooperate?" Xiaolan first guessed what cooperation meant.
Wen Ling smiled and nodded vigorously.
Very good.
"Then, very high..." Xiaolan grabbed the back of his head, "I... very high..."
Why am I so tall? IQ? Good looks? blood pressure?
height?
Xiaolan looked at Wen Ling, who was nearly 1.7 meters tall.
Eliminate this one first.
What did you just say?
It seems...that my score is very low.
ah.
"I...are my scores considered high?" Xiaolan smiled naively, "I don't know, how do you know?"
Wen Ling seemed to have finally gotten the correct answer, and she relaxed. Faced with Xiaolan's new question, she rolled her eyes and suddenly pointed to her own chest, "Wen Ling."
"Uh-huh."
"Ask the spirit."
"Um...what's wrong with you?"
Wen Ling's little face turned red again. She knocked on her head, and with an idea, she pointed at herself and said, "Ability."
Xiaolan's heart skipped a beat.
"Are you capable?"
Wen Ling nodded excitedly.
"Qing Ling is both your name and your ability?"
"Uh-huh!"
How could this little girl be so good with strangers?
"This... this..." Wen Ling's frankness suddenly made Xiaolan confused about what to do, "You guessed my score using your ability, Li... awesome, eh, what is your ability?"
Play dumb first.
Wen Ling had just recovered, but when he heard this, he collapsed again. He poked Xiaolan's shoulder angrily, "You understand."
Awkward.
Although she doesn't speak well, this girl knows a lot.
but……
"Why do you talk like that?" Xiaolan accepted her fate, "Can you only dance two words at a time?"
Wen Ling thought for a moment and shook his head.
"Then what else can you say?"
Wen Ling stretched out his index finger and said, "One."
Okay, I can add one more word.
The beautiful sister just now suddenly turned into a silly sister, and Xiaolan felt that the burden on her shoulders became heavier.
"Wenling, you won't tell everyone what you are capable of, right?" Xiaolan said earnestly.
Wen Ling had an arrogant expression like "How could I be so stupid?" and waved her fingers and said, "nono!"
It seems that English can only pronounce two sounds.
"Then why did you tell me?"
Wen Ling regained his energy, poked Xiao Lan with his finger, and glanced diagonally upward, probably thinking about how to explain the reason in two words.
After a long time, I squeezed out two words, "Almighty."
"I?"
"Uh-huh."
"Almighty?"
"Uh-huh!"
"Why don't I feel..."
Wenling patted Xiaolan on the shoulder and said, "Wait."
"You want me to wait?"
"Uh-huh!"
Could it be that in the future, I will become an all-round talent?
Suddenly I am full of expectations for the future.
"Then you came to the Ten-Day Banquet just to look for me? Because you predicted that I would attend?"
Wen Ling froze for a moment and slowly shook his head.
"Come and play."
OK.
After explaining the details to each other, the two finally stepped through the door and walked into the bright room.
This place looks like an ordinary residential living room, with orange lights shining on all the furnishings, reflecting a warm and harmonious feeling.
The two of them stayed in the living room for just a few seconds when the door they came from was pulled shut by an invisible force with a crash.
"It seems the mission is in this room."
After lying down for two games just now, Xiaolan was still a little unaccustomed to having to take someone with him now.
Xiaolan saw that the blindfold in Wenling's hand was almost balled up by her, so she grabbed it and threw it directly on the coffee table aside.
There is also a glass vase on the coffee table.
There were some dried roses in the vase.
The transparent vase is lined with these petals. At first glance, it looks like it is half filled with blood.
Xiaolan's scalp gradually became cold and numb.
Why does this place look so familiar?
Xiaolan straightened up and turned to look at the other wall.
The LCD TV is hung on the wall, and underneath the TV is a log double-door TV cabinet.
Xiaolan moved over little by little and opened the TV cabinet.
There is a latch on the inside of the cabinet door.
This is the secret room in the horror movie I watched!
"Why is this happening? Why is this happening?..." Xiaolan ran away with her soul on the spot, and the fear of being dominated by horror movies came to her heart again.
Wen Ling was already banging around. She pulled a door on the side of the room and found that it could be opened, so she pulled it open.
"Mom!"
Xiaolan was diverted by Wen Ling's cry.
She looked up and saw Wen Ling running towards her with her mouth open.
Then, she squatted behind Xiaolan.
"What's wrong?"
Xiaolan saw the open door.
"Hey hey hey hey..."
A string of weird laughter sounded from outside the door.
The two of them squatted beside the TV cabinet, weak and helpless.
Outside the door, a black figure gradually emerged.
He came in.
It was a tall man wearing a red eyepatch. His mouth was filled with blood. From such a distance, Xiaolan seemed to smell the blood on his body.
If Baomu would have vomited again.
No, Baomu might not be able to survive the sulfuric acid in the first level.
This man is the ghost man in the horror movie.
He walked into the door step by step, and what he was holding in his right hand appeared in the light.
A kitchen knife dripping with blood.
"Run, run, run!..." Xiaolan was pushing and shoving Wenling incoherently.
"Where are you going?" Wen Ling's hair stood up in fear.
"Here! Here! Go in!" Xiaolan shouted and stuffed Wenling into the TV cabinet. "There is a door inside! There should be... you hurry up and crawl!"
"Ah!" Wen Ling exclaimed in surprise, followed by the sound of a small door opening.
The man was holding the kitchen knife and had walked to the coffee table.
Xiaolan shrank into the TV cabinet and closed the door with a bang.
Wen Ling has entered the secret passage.
As soon as Xiaolan took a breath, the kitchen knife slammed into the cabinet door, almost hitting her in the face.
"Hurry up!" Wen Ling urged her.
Xiaolan avoided the kitchen knife and climbed into the passage at the speed of light.
