Everyone seems to be trapped in a life-and-death decision.
Should I choose to believe the words on the note, or should I continue to stay in the room and survive the night?
The choice tonight may directly determine their life or death!
"Give it to me quickly!"
Shan Hong's eyes bulged, and the whites of his eyes were already covered with bloodshot eyes, and he growled lowly at Ning Qiushui.
His reaction was loud and offensive.
But Ning Qiushui is not a child, and he will not get angry because of the other party's offensive tone.
Although Shan Hong was mentally disturbed, his words were reasonable. Xuemen had clearly told them in the reminder not to go out at night.
Based on past experience, the reminders given to them by the Blood Sect basically contained more serious death rules.
Once triggered, unless there are special circumstances, the only way to survive is to rely on ghost weapons.
Shan Hong had already rushed in front of Ning Qiushui and stretched out his hand to grab it. However, how could he defeat Ning Qiushui?
Ning Qiushui pinched his wrist, and the severe pain stimulated his cerebral cortex, which restored his consciousness a lot.
Shan Hong felt the huge force coming from his wrist and looked horrified.
The Ning Qiushui in front of him was actually not much stronger than him, but his strength was ridiculously great.
"It hurts...it hurts!"
"Let go!"
Ning Qiushui let go of her hand, glanced at him and said:
"I've always disliked people taking things from me."
"There won't be a next time."
Shan Hong gritted his teeth and covered his wrist. An obvious cyan mark appeared on it!
"I just don't want to watch you die!"
"The Blood Sect's reminders can never be violated, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous!"
Ning Qiushui asked:
"What door have you passed through?"
Single macro:
"Fourth fan."
Ning Qiushui nodded.
"Okay, then let me tell you, whether it's the reminder on the blood door or the rule not to go out at night, you don't have to follow it."
"An old player who often hacks doors told me that there are special circumstances in some doors."
When Shan Hong heard this, he seemed to sense Ning Qiushui's intention to leave, and retorted loudly:
"But that's only a handful of cases, isn't it?"
"And you can't conclude that this note must be true!"
"If you go out now, isn't it just gambling?"
"If you have to gamble, why can't you choose a situation with a higher probability to gamble?"
Ning Qiushui looked at Shan Hong carefully and suddenly smiled:
"Are you afraid we'll leave this room?"
Shan Hong gritted his teeth and said:
"Isn't that obvious enough?"
"If you believe what the note says, you will definitely leave, and... you will also take away all the candles!"
"I don't want to die with you guys!"
Ning Qiushui took out two candles from his pocket and threw them to Shan Hong.
"No more, no less, you can use it for a few hours."
"The three of us use three candles, and you use two each. Is there a problem?"
Shan Hong looked at the two candles in his hand. They had already burned a lot. Even if he saved some, it would be difficult to survive the night.
"I want the long one."
He pointed to the candle in Ning Qiu's hand.
Liu Chengfeng on the side couldn't help it any longer, and immediately rolled up his sleeves, glared and cursed:
"You kid is so fucking shameless 48?"
"Leaving candles for you, aren't you satisfied?"
"Why do you have so many things to do?"
"When we were doing things without you, when we were dividing the meat, you were not confused at all!"
Shan Hong was not convinced and said coldly:
"Didn't you get this candle from another room too?"
"Your names aren't written on it either!"
boom!
Liu Chengfeng punched him in the eye socket.
"Write or not?"
Shan Hong punched him to pieces and staggered him to pieces. Seeing Liu Chengfeng raise his big sandbag fist again, Shan Hong was afraid that Liu Chengfeng's attack was not serious and he would really punch him to death, so he hurriedly said:
"I wrote it...Brother, I wrote it!"
"It does have your names on it!"
"I want these two!"
When Liu Chengfeng heard this, he snorted coldly, with a straight face, still as dark as a nigga.
Ning Qiushui glanced at Shan Hong lightly and shook her head.
"so be it."
Shan Hong turned around and covered his face with one hand, his eyes full of resentment.
"Let's go... let's all go... let's all die!"
He cursed in a low voice, and then suddenly laughed sinisterly, with a strange tone.
"Yes, why should I stop you... If you die, won't I be able to survive?"
"Good intentions are treated as a donkey's liver and lungs, you white-eyed wolves, go to hell!"
Before, he was blinded by fear. He was only worried that his teammates would abandon him and leave with the candles. But after what happened just now, he suddenly realized that if everyone else died, his situation would be worse. Become extra safe.
In this case, why not let them go...
Shan Hong didn't think the other three could survive for more than an hour in the foggy temple outside.
The candle in his hand was enough to last him for at least three hours.
Thinking of this, he became much quieter.
In the room, Ning Qiu held the note and waited quietly for the early morning.
Theoretically, after midnight tonight, they will have lived to the fifth day and can leave the temple.
However, tonight is also the most dangerous time!
Ning Qiushui was extremely confident that the note he held in his hand was genuine.
But he was not completely sure that going out to look for the young monk tonight was the way to survive.
And if they guess wrong, the night will be unlucky.
"Brother, are you nervous?"
Liu Chengfeng suddenly asked such a question.
The last time this question was asked was when they passed through the first door.
Ning Qiushui smiled slightly without hiding it.
"A little."
"You're not sure this is the way to survive?"
“Human feelings are fallible.”
"But sometimes intuition is such a mysterious thing, isn't it?"
"You are a fortune teller. In your words, what does intuition mean?"
Liu Chengfeng said seriously:
"Fortune telling."
Ning Qiushui smiled and shook her head.
Liu Chengfeng tells fortunes, but the results he calculates cannot be disclosed to outsiders casually.
Moreover, he told Ning Qiushui that no matter how powerful a fortune teller is, he cannot 100% guarantee the accuracy of his fortune teller.
"Are you a deceiver?"
At this time, Shen Weiwei wanted to interrupt their conversation.
"Um."
"Do you often visit together?"
"That's not true. I often hang out in the Blood Gate. I rarely go in."
Shen Weiwei glanced at Ning Qiushui in surprise, wondering why this guy looked so calm. It turned out that he often wandered around the Blood Gate.
This also strengthened her determination to leave with Ning Qiushui tonight.
Shen Weiwei's idea is relatively simple.
After experiencing this weird and crazy atmosphere in the temple, she would rather have fallen in the process of looking for a way out.
The most despairing thing is to do nothing and watch yourself slide into the abyss bit by bit!
She couldn't find any common topic to chat with Ning Qiushui and the others. After the question was over, the room fell into silence and dead silence.
Time passed like this.
Until midnight comes.
Suddenly, the sound of ringing a bell sounded outside the room for the first time:
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