As soon as the empty house theory came out, even Feng Xue was slightly startled. If he hadn't been the one who was accused of being an empty house, he would have believed it.
Even based on this empty house conjecture, he instantly came up with a variety of follow-up directions, such as real players driving out the ghosts from themselves through rituals, and then forcing them into the "empty house" to let these ghosts devour each other in the same body. What.
Immediately, he connected it with the social man who he had never quite understood.
He seems ordinary, has no mood swings, and has no special stance. If he were placed in the Yuanzu Infinite Current system, he would be a leader.
But Feng Xue didn't think this guess was correct because it was unreasonable.
If you plan to let one of the eight players survive from the beginning, there is no need to give it as long as three days, and there is no need to do so many extravagant tasks.
Even if it is based on the consideration of testing intelligence, strength, luck and many other factors, there is no need to make it like a puzzle game, like script killing or secret group, leaving a special message or secret in each person's room. Quick enough to complete the screening.
As for the empty house, as long as you think about it one more step, you will understand that it is meaningless at all. After all, if you drive the ghost in your body into the "empty house", wouldn't you become the next "empty house"?
After all, this is just the first level of the game, and the requirement is only to survive for three days. It is easy to fall into misunderstandings if you always think about taking advantage and taking shortcuts.
Therefore, he calmly spread his hands and said:
"It doesn't matter to me if you think so. You can do anything you want. I just want to live a good three days."
After saying that, he stood up directly and prepared to go back to the room to watch their performance.
When the red-faced and balding man saw this, he thought he had guessed it right. He immediately stood up and said:
"stop!"
However, Feng Xue obviously didn't intend to pay attention to him at all, and the players around him were either old silver coins or rookies. The remaining two didn't know whether they were possessed by ghosts or had other plans, so naturally they couldn't stand up to help him stop them.
And this red-faced, balding man was obviously a man with great ambitions and little talent. Although he had the courage to shout, he had no ability to move. Although he kept saying harsh words on his lips, he never took a step forward.
Feng Xue was not surprised by this. When she opened the door, she looked back and said casually:
"There is a saying that I think makes sense. Don't listen to what a person says, watch what he does, and think more about it. Do you understand?"
After saying that, the door closed with a bang.
"What kind of attitude! This is all..." The red-faced and balding man seemed to want to criticize, but found that no one paid attention to him, and his voice became lower and lower. Then he discovered that even the young man who had the intention to favor his side before The handsome man silently moved away from his position.
"Ha." The beer-bellied student let out a soft chuckle, turned around and walked towards his room. Although the rest of the people did not leave immediately, they just looked at each other and completely ignored the red-faced and balding man's thoughts.
The red-faced and bald man who was momentarily isolated turned purple. After snorting, he turned and left.
Feng Xue sat in the room, spinning the expensive pen in his hand, but his consciousness was connected to his poison body, monitoring the movements of several players. Although he felt that this novice notebook did not need to be so complicated, but observing the evil flow The gameplay is also a kind of pastime.
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"Tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk!"
The continuous knocking on the door made Feng Xue frown and put the pen fairy back into the pen. Feng Xue came to the door and already knew the scene outside the door without opening the door. Although Feng Xue had expected it, Feng Xue Xue opened the door somewhat unexpectedly.
"Ha~~" Feng Xue pretended to yawn. Looking at the six people blocking the door, Feng Xue asked with some confusion:
"What's wrong? Didn't I say that? If you have any ideas, go ahead and deal with it yourself, don't drag me into the water."
"That hanged ghost is dead." Without any extra courtesy, the social beast man said very directly. Feng Xue was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then frowned and said:
"How did he die? Can a hanged man still die?"
"I don't know." The social animal man shook his head without any emotion, but the red-faced bald man beside him interrupted directly:
"What nonsense? He was obviously pretending to be stupid. The hanged man was talking about the woman with the hanging rope around her neck. She was dead! She was hanged in the living room."
"So?" Feng Xue tilted her head and said indifferently:
"She carries a hanging rope with her, and she is obviously a hanged ghost. Isn't it normal for a hanged ghost to find a substitute to hang someone? You are still thinking about that empty house, so you think the ghost is on me, right?"
Seeing Feng Xue's calm performance, the people who were just onlookers frowned slightly, but just when everyone was about to say something, they were suddenly stunned, and then everyone couldn't help but take a step back.
"What's wrong?" Feng Xueruo asked nonchalantly, but looking over his shoulder, none of the people spoke. Even the originally aggressive red-faced balding man lost his arrogance and quickly shook his head and said:
"It's nothing. Since you don't know, forget it. I just want to inform you that the hanged ghost has no 'house' now and is likely to wander around this room. Please be careful."
"I know." Feng Xue nodded, closed the door, and then took off the ghost hand on his shoulder.
This is not the funny ghost hand that can do anything, but the original work that created the funny ghost hand back then, which is the quantum mechanics ghost hand.
With such a hand, the hypothesis of the empty house was already broken. He was curious about what excuses these people with ulterior motives would come up with next.
"But it's interesting to say that even the poisonous body doesn't know how she died. Unique killing rules? Or some kind of special game mechanism?"
Feng Xue recalled the scene that the poisonous body had received before. The scene of the woman hanging in the living room from black to bright still made him a little concerned.
"I thought that the first one to die would be one of the three novices, or the red-faced and balding man, but it turned out to be this hanged man... Is the wolf fighting among himself? Or... is there a hidden wolf that can hide it from me?"
At the same time, the six people outside the door were sitting in the living room, and the red-faced man said gloomily:
"You have all seen that he can already control his own ghost. He must have killed that woman and swallowed the hanged ghost last night!"
The red-faced man spoke eloquently, but no one wanted to pay attention to him. They just communicated in a small circle that was formed at some time.
What is surprising is that the frail fat man did not follow the social animals like the green-faced man, nor did he follow the seemingly harmless student boy with the tightly wrapped woman. Instead, he huddled in the corner alone, also Don't know what to think.
(End of chapter)
