Chapter 167 Death Game (6)
Chapter 167 Death Game (6)
Chapter 167 Death Game (6)
Because two people died one after another, they, the only living people, naturally lost the mind to discuss, and the atmosphere was depressed.
And at that time, the dolls, who had always been bloodthirsty and crazy, didn't move at all.
I thought it was the cause of the accident.
Could it be that the real reason might be...time?
The doll's clothes were pure black before, but later, as time passed, beautiful red lace was added to the sleeves and necklines.
Now that something has happened, their pure black clothes are even more gorgeous, like Lolita or Gothic, and the layers of panniers make the five dolls look like delicate little princesses.
A little princess who is placed as a decoration in the castle.
Her black hair hung down to her waist, and she wore a fine sand felt hat that half covered her face. All the weird makeup on her face disappeared, but the red eyeliner was drawn extremely long and slightly raised.
They are like normal seven or eight-year-old girls with sweet smiles.
In addition to the smell of formalin on the body, the skin is the paleness of the dead, and the eyes are made of glass balls.
"Come and play with us."
Watching their changes, the little girl remembered that when the accident happened suddenly, the pendulum of jingling bells suddenly appeared in the void, and a sentence flashed in her mind.
—At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, I will be reborn.
"system!"
The little girl suddenly yelled. Looking at the doll, she had a vague guess, "How long has it been since these three people died? How many times did the bell rang before?"
The system knew that the time was urgent, so it quickly said:
"The first death was separated by 7 minutes, and the second time was 1 minutes. However, the result of confusion cannot be ruled out. It is recommended that the host shorten the minimum time to three to five minutes."
"The bell rang twelve times," the system paused, "Also, my dear, because of your reminder, I checked the time just now, and it is exactly 24:[-]."
24 o'clock, twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.
Gu Yiyi looked at the dolls that were getting closer, and they also looked at the little girl with those empty eyes. Seeing that the girl's brows and eyes were no longer anxious, her gorgeous and treacherous face twisted, and the corners of her lips were light but still stiff.
They understand.
Gu Yiyi has already guessed the game rules for the interval between deaths.
"Come and play with us! Why don't you come!! You clearly agreed to play together!"
The voices of the dolls were full of resentment and jealousy. Suddenly, it seemed that countless people were whispering in their ears. It was a group of children, both male and female, all of whom were young children, and they all said in their voices:
"Why did you escape! Why did you escape!! And we will be made into dolls."
The little girl felt something was wrong.
These words... don't seem to be addressed to her.
Did she fail to escape at all?Was pushed back.
— Living people made into dolls.
The first sentence of the lyrics flashed in Gu Yiyi's mind again.
--escape.
The little girl pursed her lips, inexplicably thinking of the third plane, Jian Jing's plane.
That world is a suspense type, resulting in many criminals emerging in endlessly, with psychological distortions and perverted methods. Although because of Jian Jing's protection, the little girl has never encountered these things, but she has seen many in the plot introduction.
Among them is a pervert whose hobby is to collect the little fingers of all the dead he kills.
Could it be that these girls were also made into puppets by psychopath criminals?
Among them, a girl sneaked out.
It is impossible for her to leave alone, and there must be someone helping her in the dark, which is what the group of dolls before shouted for help.
Reschedule the update time:
One more: before one o'clock in the morning
Second watch: after [-]:[-] noon
Third watch: after [-]:[-] p.m.
Fourth watch: after [-]:[-] p.m.
Five shifts after release: after [-]:[-] p.m.
When I put it on the shelves, I will sort out the rewards by the way, and each deacon will add one update, so the calculation... Well, I still have to stay up late
(End of this chapter)
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