Only when he is spoiled and protected by his family can he be so naive and capricious, like a spoiled cat, which is very pleasing in any way.

But that's not him.

With a touch of fatigue between his eyebrows, Ren Yifei put his hands on the bamboo shed. He slowly exhaled and exhaled, and even stretched out his hand and pulled off his collar. He felt that his breath was a little smoother.

This is the longest play he has ever acted in.

I can't spare a moment in my mouth these days, either talking or eating.

But Ren Yifei is actually not talkative, not by nature, but by environmental influence. Over time, he becomes a part of his personality.

There are few secrets in this business, and what you complain about, show off, and get drunk about today becomes public property the next day, appearing in other people's mouths and on the Internet, making people judge and look for loopholes over and over again.

So he doesn't like to talk, much less does he like to show himself to others.

He took out the card, stroked his fingertips, and the rose gold words glowed in the dark.

[one of the players is the ghost of the ghost, find it, or live for more than seven days. ]

Ren Yifei boldly assumes that what comes suddenly in the crowd is the player, and the identity of the dead will be exposed without respect for the dead. Players hide a "ghost", the existence of "ghost" may threaten their survival for seven days.

To find out the 'ghost' and live for seven days, it uses a'or', that is to say, to reach a condition. Follow the flow of the clearance game, or this is the basic condition for customs clearance.

So as long as you succeed in acting for seven days, you can live.

But will things go so well?

"who's in there? I'm in a hurry! Come on, come on. " People from outside the hut stamped their feet outside the door.

Ren Yifei returned to his mind, and he let go.

It's time for the next scene to begin.

A little naughty smile slowly appeared on the mouth, and the corners of the mouth adjusted the arc, and then stuck to the 'punk' setting, then the eyes, then the eyebrows, and the posture was more indecent.

One layer at a time, forming a mask over his face.

"come on." The people outside shouted.

On the blank mask, the eyebrows and eyes were sketched and turned into the face of 'punk'.

The tone of his voice changed slightly and became more lively: "it will be ready in a minute, don't rush it, hurry it up."

When Ren Yifei returned to the front yard, he was just one short of three on the poker table, so he was pulled in.

"wait for me to kill you." He rolled up his sleeves.

They played all the time. The watchman walked outside the door, knocking Bangzi, and in the quiet night came his hoarse voice and the crisp sound of tapping on the bamboo tube.

"when it's three o'clock, it's all right."

The dark clouds gathered and covered the moon, the wind stopped, the sound of chanting stopped, the hoarse cry stopped, even the voice of the night watchman stopped.

Ren Yifei, holding a card in his hand and beaming on his face, was about to dump him as an all-you-can-eat, when everyone on the other side froze, and his eyes did not blink, which made him put on a sudden brake.

Catton?

Someone has a bug? card.

For a moment his thoughts were flying, and his body froze there, motionless.

He stared, but felt wrong, then slowly relaxed his muscles, quietly closed his eyes, narrowed only a slit, and wandered from side to side.

The world has never been so quiet, with only shoddy candles beating and crackling at the same time.

"come on out."

The eldest grandson, who burned paper on his knees, directly threw the remaining pieces of paper money into the copper basin, clapped his hands and stood up.

He looked around for a week, looked at the players with different expressions, and smiled at the corners of his mouth: "I found you a long time ago."

Suddenly in the still world, the players are fidgeting, weird and dazzling, and can't be ignored.

The young man named Ah Song had no choice but to stand up. He passed the poker table and happened to see 'punk'. He faced the hall with his back against the bamboo shed, closed his eyes, smiled proudly at the corners of his mouth, and held a card in his hand.

Did you get a good hand?

Other players continue to come out of the corner and move to the center.

The monk was the first to run out and walked so fast that he almost fell.

He looked surprised at finding his companion, and his voice was eager and flustered: "are you here as inexplicably as I am?" What's this place? What's wrong with this card? "

The 'second grandson' poked out a head carefully in the corner, and the whole person was still in a state of shock.

There is no gold word on her head, but Xiao Mei, who has been frightened and cried several times, seems to breathe a sigh of relief when she sees so many people: "Hello, everyone. Can we be regarded as companions?"

The old man who had been sweeping the corner put down his broom and walked out slowly. He looked calm, but the act of clinging to the broom revealed his true mood.

The eldest grandson looked at the remaining two.

The eldest grandson's wife stinks and cares about her mistakes. The young man in charge of fueling the Changming lantern seemed to be smiling.

These two are obviously old players.

"that's very unkind of you." The young man in charge of refueling looked at the eldest grandson and "induced the newcomers to be exposed."

"if I know that a new person is exposed as soon as he arrives, why should I test the water with someone? Do you blame me? Blame him for his bad luck. " The eldest grandson player put a hand on his waist, laughed in his mouth and stretched out his hand to lift his hair. Of course, he couldn't.

I almost forgot it's a man now.

The communication of the old players can only be understood by the old players for the first time, so the eldest granddaughter-in-law immediately smiled, and the rest of them felt strange, not like what they imagined their peers to meet.

Rip off newcomers? This newcomer is.

In hindsight, they looked at the 'monks' who had been exposed at the beginning, as well as the 'second grandchildren' who had been cheated.

The second grandson hasn't recovered his mind, and the monk is also a newcomer and doesn't know anything at first. Of course, now he knows the danger: "what, what exposure?"

Several old players did not pay any attention to him, looking at him as if he were dead. The rookie player rubbed his arm, which seemed to have goose bumps.

The players' cards were slightly hot at this time, and they hurriedly took out the cards and saw the changes in the first line above:

[first night: what a man hates is what he rejects. ]

Old players are not strange, new players face inexplicable, want to ask but do not dare to ask, hesitant.

"No." The eldest grandwife found something wrong.

The eldest grandson, the eldest grandwife, the second grandson, Xiaomei, the monk, the man in charge of refueling, the old man sweeping the floor, and the vigil A Song, she counted twice: "Why are there only eight people?" Where is the ninth player? "

The eldest grandwife's eyes swept around, but she looked even more nervous when there were all eight of them.

Nine players, and one disappears?

"who knows? Maybe it's hidden, maybe it's a ghost? "

It is said that the eldest Sun has been watching the crowd for a week, from the monks who sing the scriptures to the family members of the wake to the night watchmen outside. Is it true that they are hiding in which room?

Is it a newcomer or an old player?

Ah, the guy hiding in the dark.

"it must have been hidden in some room, and you can find it as soon as you look for it."

The eldest grandwife vented her anger at the opening mistake in this way.

She turned to look at the 'monk' and 'second grandson'. With these two guys in front, she was safe for the time being. But it is not absolute. No one has ever stipulated that 'ghosts' can only kill one person a night.

"the ability of the low-end bureau is too limited to use skills, and there is only one prop." The eldest grandson's wife is a little unreconciled.

The player of 'refueling' smiled: "Smart people are familiar with the environment and make use of it, while stupid people complain about the environment and blame it."

"what did you say?" The 'eldest grandwife' who was accused of scolding Huai was furious. She was already in a bad mood, and now she was in a bad mood.

"did I say something? You mustn't take the right seat. "

The two men played tricks, and then quickly stopped, and time was too precious to be wasted on such a thing.

Thinking about the word "happy and mourning", the eldest Sun suddenly remembered, "isn't this the strongest rookie game that hasn't been broken for more than a year?"

"Yes, it's not easy to deal with." Oil player arms around the chest, "this time still have to be more careful." Ghosts cannot move without the body, but can be grouped in pairs. This is the quickest way to limit and identify ghosts. "

"it may not be feasible. If the ghost chooses to kill his companion and then kill someone else, we still don't know who it is." The eldest Sun objected and finally disdained, "and I don't think I need to use this inefficient method of elimination."

Tian you glanced at the proud eldest grandson and spread his hands and said, "all right, you can do whatever you want."

"are you here for the ghost card, too?"

The eyes of the eldest grandson's wife turned between the eldest grandson and Tian you: "there are so many old players in a rookie board that they exceed the standard." Since they are here for the same purpose, how about each according to his ability? "

The eldest grandson and Tianyou looked at each other and said, "good."

Just do it. The eldest grandson's wife was the first to go out, adding fuel and eldest grandson.

"maybe you can pay attention to the ninth person who disappears." Adding fuel means a lot, "maybe, this is the biggest variable."

According to his belly, the eldest grandson said, "it's only that big here. Where can you hide it?" The ninth man can't escape my eyes. "

They walked past the bamboo shed where they were playing cards and brushed past a npc holding cards.

Isn't this the npc who won't ask them to eat porridge? The eldest grandson player looked back and laughed: "with this card, what is there to be proud of?"

Some npc:.

"they just left?! What are we going to do? " The troubled monk wanted to ask for help, but the old player ignored him. As for other newcomers, it is too late for them to care about themselves, so how can they have time to pay attention to him?

The monk, who was regarded as a dead man, could hardly stand and trembled on a bench.

The newlyweds are like chickens in the fox nest, smelling the fox, scared and at a loss.

They simply don't understand what happened, why they are here, what kind of game this is, and why they play. I don't know anything about this.

Originally, when they saw the old players, they also developed a sense of belonging to finding companions and the peace of mind that they were led by others.

In this environment, these old players can pull away their hearts as long as they say a few nice words. But what now? Not to mention the sense of belonging, I just want to use them as bait and pathfinding stones.

Newlyweds look at this weird and ghastly hall. Sense of security is extremely low.

"what should I do next?" Xiao Mei asked nervously, looking at the calm Ah Song and the old man sweeping the floor, "We can't just sit back and wait to die."

After crying, the girl's stubbornness came out, but gave birth to some courage of the Jedi to turn the tables.

The monk was silent, the second grandson trembled, Ah Song did not answer, and the old man shook his head: "I don't know."

"what will happen to us?" Xiao Mei asked again.

This time there was no answer, only the flame of the everlasting lamp was beating.

Their shadows are grayish purple, and they are even colder and miserable against the warm yellow light source, just like their hearts.

"I don't care! I don't care! To hell with all kinds of acting and games! "

The 'grandson' player jumped up and rushed to the door, shouting hoarsely at the same time: "it's all a dream, it's fake. I wish I woke up."

With a cold roar, everyone was startled and watched him run out and even kicked over a stool on the road.

"wait a minute." Player Xiaomei wanted to chase out, walked two steps and then stopped.

The second grandson has disappeared in the dark.

She looked at the night, dark, as if it were still a little twisted, and like a big mouth open to them. She could not help shivering, and there was a lot of chill in her body.