Chen An held his breath and leaned against the tree trunk. From the corner of his eye, he saw a figure chasing Yin Qiaoxian, but the other figure was still at the entrance of the cave.
what to do?
what to do?
If it's a monster, I definitely can't defeat it!
Chen An tried hard to take a deep breath to calm down his head.
Be calm, be calm...
He looked at the candlestick in his hand, but at this moment he gritted his teeth, pursed his lips, and his eyes were full of embarrassment and hesitation.
"If I rush forward, I will die!"
"But this opportunity was won for me by Yin Qiaoxian at his own risk."
"Why am I so weak!"
Chen An suddenly stared, and his eyes were bloodshot. This pressing pressure seemed to crush his spirit!
I can no longer hesitate, what should I do?
It seems that I have always been so useless in this world, and the previous crises were all discovered by studying the rules...
Rules...Rules...
Damn it, there are no rules corresponding to the current situation!
Chen An's right hand subconsciously touched the mobile phone in his pocket.
Suddenly, a light flashed in his mind, and he suddenly thought of something.
"Why are there no rules here...?"
"In rules-based ghost story games, every crisis before has been solved by rules..."
"But since I left the village, no, no, since I escaped from the temple, the known rules have disappeared and are no longer useful!"
"Why?"
"It shouldn't be!"
Chen An's breathing was extremely rapid. He leaned against the tree trunk with cold sweat on his forehead.
He felt like he had captured some important information...
But I have no clue at all!
Damn it!
There must be rules, there must be rules here!
I just don’t know!
No... Chen An looked like he was about to cry. There is no time!
If I waste time here, when Yin Qiaoxian comes back in a circle and finds that I am motionless here, how will I feel?
As a big man...you can't let a little girl look down on you, right?
Chen An closed his eyes and made a decision in his mind.
The worst possible outcome is death. I've had enough of this bastard's son-of-a-bitch world!
The next moment, Chen An gritted his teeth, with a slight tremor on his face, holding the oil lamp pole with both hands, and rushed directly towards the cave!
He saw a woman.
A woman wearing a purple leather coat.
Wang Ziyan!
"Chen An?!" Wang Ziyan couldn't help but be surprised when she saw Chen An rushing out: "Are you still alive?"
What?
Chen An's eagerness to look forward to death was suddenly choked.
He heard Wang Ziyan's surprise and saw her normal ears and wrist with a green silk scarf!
Is this a normal person?
Wang Ziyan is not dead?
wrong...
Is she the real Wang Ziyan? The one in the temple before was a monster with her appearance?
what happened?
Chen An was suddenly confused.
"You..." Although he stopped, he still held the candlestick in his hand like a spear, pointing the flame directly at Wang Ziyan.
Wang Ziyan looked at the candlelight stand in Chen An's hand with some avoidance in her eyes.
"Chen An, how are you doing? What's going on now?" Wang Ziyan asked.
Chen An gritted his teeth and said, "This is what I should ask you, right? Why do you know me? Are you not a monster who died in the temple?"
When Wang Ziyan heard this, she couldn't help but laugh miserably and said, "Well, I don't know how to explain it. So, you and I can go to the cave. All the answers you want to know are in there."
Wang Ziyan waved her hand, turned and walked towards the cave.
Chen An didn't dare to follow.
Wang Ziyan walked to the entrance of the cave, turned around and saw that Chen An hadn't moved, and couldn't help but sigh.
"You still don't believe me."
"To tell you the truth, I am a player of the second game, Fragment, you understand, right?"
Wang Ziyan's eyes were bright, and she stared at Chen An's face with a calm expression.
"Fragments?" Chen An's heart trembled.
The story fragments...are indeed things that only the players know.
But...I don't know why.
Chen An looked at Wang Ziyan who was calm in front of him.
But something called fear keeps rising in my heart!
It was as if there was a thought in his heart, deep in his soul, telling him that the thing in front of him could not be trusted!
She is a monster!
When Chen An lowered his head slightly, he caught a glimpse of his left wrist from the corner of his eye.
etc?
When did my silk scarf turn blue?
His breathing suddenly stopped.
"When did I...be eroded?"
Chen An was suddenly confused.
The player in front of him seemed real, but he couldn't believe it.
So, how is Yin Qiaoxian doing now?
Why did my silk scarf turn blue?
Chen An was a little dizzy, and his steps stumbled a little.
Wang Ziyan looked a little confused when she saw Chen An's appearance.
After a while, she suddenly said: "What's wrong with you?"
Chen An raised his hand and smiled bitterly, with a miserable expression on his face.
"You...see for yourself."
Wang Ziyan said: "Blue silk scarf?"
Chen An nodded...
suddenly,
There was a ray of clarity in his eyes.
Wang Ziyan looked at Chen An's blue scarf, then lowered her head and saw the green scarf on her wrist...
She suddenly said: "Your silk scarf turned blue? Is that why your reaction was like this?"
"It feels like you are dying..."
Chen An's expression darkened.
His eyes were gloomy and he spoke softly: "You... don't seem to know the meaning of the blue scarf."
Wang Ziyan raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Now I know."
Chen An also laughed. He shook his head and said: "I was still confused at first, but now I am sure, although I still don't know the specific reason..."
"But...you are definitely not a player, you are a monster."
After knowing this, some doubts in my mind seemed to be solved.
Chen An's expression was calm, without fear or trembling.
"The monster's idea is to assimilate me, but you are not a monster with disguised appearance, and you do not belong to the Smiling Rabbit, because your underlying logic is different."
Chen An's eyes lit up and he said slowly: "So, you are a monster belonging to the mountain god, a really weird derivative of the mountain god, right?"
When Wang Ziyan heard this, her expression suddenly became ferocious.
Her heavy makeup became a little dissolved, revealing ugly wrinkles on her face, her eyelids were pulled down, and the corners of her mouth were grinning.
"I'm curious to what extent you can understand if you are given a few more chances..."
Wang Ziyan's tone became gloomy, and her voice was no longer a normal female voice, but became hoarse.
"So...there's no fifth time!"
Her words left Chen An confused.
After a brief moment of confusion, he smiled.
"The fifth time? In other words, is it the fourth time now?"
"Is this the [rule] I'm in now?"
In Chen An's mind, the fragmented clues were slowly assembled at this moment.
"It seems familiar. I seem to have experienced what I am doing now more than once...but I can't remember it."
"You know the players, you know the fragments, but..."
Chen An wanted to say, "But you're talking about fragments, not story fragments," but suddenly he thought of something else and swallowed it back.
"...But it seems that your purpose is not to assimilate me, but to know information about the player?"
Chen Andao: "Now you also know the difference between blue silk scarves and green silk scarves...right?"
Wang Ziyan's twisted face suddenly showed a little panic.
She was horrified at the mind of the man in front of her. He couldn't possibly remember what happened before!
Why, with just these few words of his own and these fragmented clues, his deduction was infinitely close to the truth?
besides...
Chen An, this strange, scary man...
He clearly acted like a madman in the first two times. Whether it was his actions or words, he was walking on the edge of life and death, like a desperate gambler, like a madman!
These two times, I became timid again, started to be cautious, and started to think constantly!
Did he know something? Why is there such a big gap between front and back?
impossible! He couldn't possibly know!
"Huh..." Wang Ziyan took a deep breath, and squeezed out a sentence from between her teeth on her distorted face.
"I won't give you another chance."
She was already frightened...this man...frightened her!
Chen An smiled, pointed at Wang Ziyan, and said in a pleasant tone: "You won't give me another chance. Does that mean you have been giving me opportunities before? Well, it must not have been just now, so it was what you said, how many times before? "
"What were the first few times? Let me think about it?"
"Did I lose my memory? Am I trapped in a strange reincarnation? Each time I lose the memory of the previous one?"
As soon as Chen An finished speaking, Wang Ziyan roared: "Look at your left shoulder, right chest, left foot and right hand first!"
When Chen An heard this, a bad premonition suddenly arose in his heart.
The more Wang Ziyan said this, the less he should follow her thoughts!
But it's like someone telling you, "You must not imagine a giraffe in your mind right now."
When I heard it, I had already imagined it!
At this moment, Chen An's pupils suddenly became dilated.
He felt that his left shoulder seemed to be torn apart, and there were waves of heartbreaking pain!
At the same time, a burning, melting pain came from his right chest. Through his clothes, he subconsciously touched his right chest with his right hand, only to find...
The right chest... sunken?
He swallowed the smear, but found that his right hand...when did it become bloody, and there were only two fingers left?
Except for the thumb and index finger...the places where the three fingers were originally turned into incomplete, hideous gaps, revealing the broken bones!
It's like it's been cut by something!
At the same time, his left foot went weak and Chen An fell to the ground.
My left foot...has no feeling...no...it's like...it's gone...
The severe pain coming from these places felt like it was going to mess up my head!
When his consciousness was on the verge of collapse, Chen An saw a shadow appear in front of him. Wang Ziyan walked up to him at some point and was looking down at him with that ugly and ferocious face!
"I understand..."
Even though he was on the verge of mental collapse, his last, subconscious survival instinct still left Chen An thinking on the verge of madness and collapse.
The corners of his mouth twitched vigorously, as he wanted to show ridicule.
Chen An's eyes widened and his expression became extremely distorted.
"As long as I don't realize this, there won't be any problems...right?"
It's almost a growl, and it's like the last whisper of a dying person...
Chen An still tried his best to say this.
After seeing Wang Ziyan's face that was more twisted than twisted and more angry than angry...
The corner of Chen An's mouth finally twitched into a smile.
He closed his eyes.
At the same time, a second later, the severe pain in the heart covered all the severe pain in other places!
There is no need to think that his heart must have been damaged by Wang Ziyan.
To catch or to take out?
Chen An no longer knows.
He stopped thinking.
...
...
...
After passing through the green trees and brushing aside layers of shrubs, Chen An's hands were pricked with small red blood spots.
His face was also scratched a few times by branches, but he looked a little more resolute at the moment.
"There seems to be something in front." Chen An frowned slightly, waved his hand to Yin Qiaoxian behind him, and whispered.
I saw Chen An leaning in the shadow of the tree trunk, through the gaps in the bushes, struggling to distinguish the figures in front of him.
Suddenly, Chen An suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart.
His face was a little pale, he covered his chest, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
"What's wrong?" Yin Qiaoxian saw Chen An's strange behavior and couldn't help but pull the corner of his clothes and asked.
Chen An's pupils dilated a little, and it lasted for several seconds before he came back to his senses.
"I don't know...I suddenly had heart palpitations and felt...very bad."
Chen An's brows were furrowed. I don't know why, but I have a feeling that I seem to be... walking on the edge of life and death. If I make the next wrong step, I will fall into an abyss...
"Are you okay?" Yin Qiaoxian glanced at Chen An and didn't pay much attention.
Suddenly, Yin Qiaoxian stopped.
She turned her head and looked at Chen An seriously.
"Chen An, do you feel that this scene seems familiar?"
Her tone was trembling.
In the shadow not far away, those two vague figures were unknown. They were people or monsters. It was obviously the first time they saw them... but it frightened Yin Qiaoxian.
"Why...I also...have some heart palpitations?" Yin Qiaoxian said tremblingly.
