Perhaps the first second round shouldn't be so chaotic and tragic.

As the shriveled ghost once said, it temporarily changed the way of playing this round, which made people feel that it may be because of its intervention that the current results are now.

No. 1 Wu Hao told a big lie. He didn't seem to be as unbearable as he appeared, but was just pretending; No. 2 Ge Xing was calm in the first round and panicked in the transition period, but the second round exposed the experience of meeting unknown ghosts; No. 3 Hu Li, her body has supernatural objects, no matter whether she is a ghost or not, she can't escape death; No. 4 Ji Li, the ghost came in but didn't ask; No. 6, Shao Yongan, the ghost didn't even enter the door; No. 7, Shen Qingqing, an inexplicable violation, thus tragically died before the vote.

From 1 to 7, each of them is complicated and the situation is strange, and no one is clean.

Now the second round of voting is about to begin. How should we choose in such a difficult situation?

Perhaps voting to No. 3 Hu Li is the safest choice. Whether it is an evil ghost or not, she will die sooner or later.

A big hole in her abdomen was broken, and she would die of blood shortly after she would lose blood in the cell without any medical conditions.

If one of her is missing, it will not have any impact on the overall situation.

"The second round of voting begins, and the evil spirits in your hearts will be selected."

The clone responsible for the "interview" has disappeared, and the shriveled ghost has changed into a more relaxed position. This time it sat on the platform and announced the news without any emotion.

"Shop Manager Ji, Brother Shao, who are you voting in this round? Will I follow the vote?"

No. 1 and No. 3, it is appropriate to vote for anyone, and everyone’s suspicion is greater than Ge Xing.

After all, one disguises from beginning to end and the other hides from beginning to end, so he automatically puts himself out of the matter in his words.

“Woooooooooooo…”

“I…I…”

Wu Hao, who lost his tongue, was seriously injured and Hu Li, who was dying. The two of them were sobbing hard at this time, begging or arguing, but obviously there was no convincing power.

"Ge Xing."

Unprepared and without warning, Ji Li suddenly spit out these two words from his mouth.

The cell space is a venue that specializes in spreading sounds, and even uses supernatural power to fully cover sounds.

When these two words are spoken, the tone is plain, as relaxed as if calling the name of an old friend, but behind it is a heavy life.

There seemed to be a thunder thunder in Ge Xing's ear, and it was just striking on the cover of the sky. His ears buzzed, and he was spinning and he wanted to struggle.

"Ji...Shop Manager, did you just ordered my name?"

Ji Li did not respond, and another bolt from the blue pointed at Ge Xing's heartstrings on the verge of collapse.

"I vote for No. 2, Ge Xing."

There was no warning again. At this time, Shao Yongan added fire to Ge Xing's death and set him on fire.

Ge Xing was thundering at the top of the head, stunned, his whole body clenched tightly and shook wildly, his body trembling like a sieve, and shouted hysterically:

"You! Why are you two!

Wu Hao is a dummy, and Hu Li is a ghost costume. You don’t choose this, why do you choose me? Why!”

Things in the world have no basis, they are always absurd and unreasonable.

Ji Li said nothing about this, turned a blind eye to it, and was still smoking a cigarette indifferently.

Only Shao Yongan turned his head away, dared not look at Ge Xing, and did not dare to respond to his question.

Because he knew very well that Ge Xing was a victim, and to survive, this one was far from enough.

"What's the reason? There must be a reason.

Could it be... have you discovered the way to live?"

Ge Xing was completely panicked. He could only analyze this step, but he was unable to think about what kind of life path it was.

At this moment, a hand stretched out from cell No. 1, holding a blood-stained sweater on his hand, and the number 2 was written on the sweater.

"No...no...no..."

“2…”

As Hu Li's vague "2" exit, Ge Xing's struggle and madness became more and more intense, and the shaking of the iron railing seemed to be about to tear off the entire door.

But then the torch next to cell No. 2 was extinguished.

Ge Xing changed from arguing to a scream, one after another, one after another.

The roar of death was accompanied by strong resentment, facing the ghost, and even Ji Li and Shao Yongan.

In the 2nd cell, which completely turned into darkness, just like Luo Tian of No. 5, he did not witness the horror of death for others, but the long process of death was intuitively revealed in the form of deafening sounds.

The smell of blood and fresh blood slowly flowed out below the iron bar of the cell, and the large swaths looked exactly the same as No. 5.

This terrible amount of bleeding, either a corpse or a lingchi, corresponds to a slow death process.

Time passes by little under this terrifying high pressure.

Ge Xing's scream seemed to have become a fixed background sound, and after he had long died, he still lingered in the form of auditory hallucinations.

Until the shriveled ghost sat on the platform and said something to everyone:

"Ge Xing died on the 2nd, and he is not an evil ghost, so the game continues.

In the third round, No. 1, No. 3, No. 4, No. 6, you four can walk out of the cell, conduct face-to-face discussions, analysis, and force confessions...

There is no limit to any method, just give a new evil spirit choice in three minutes.

Start now.”

The game finally came to the third round.

This time the way of doing it has been upgraded again.

From the beginning of each person's self-certification, to the ghost's questioning, to gathering together to discussing.

"Crazy!"

The four surviving clerks could only hear the huge lock on the iron railing that had never been opened "clicked" and fell on the sand and stone floor.

The cell that had been trapped by everyone for a long time was finally opened, giving it a certain limit of freedom.

Wu Hao was the first to walk out of the cell tremblingly. He stood at the iron railing and did not go to the center as soon as possible. Instead, he turned his head and carefully looked at the periphery of the cell.

From cell No. 1, he looked at the platform, and from the platform, he looked at the shriveled ghost in the cage.

The blood-stained face was very embarrassed, but if someone looked at it carefully, he would find that this man who had always shown weakness had an undetectable wisdom and tenacity in his eyes.

A hand stretched out from cell No. 3, followed by Hu Li, who was filled with pain. Every time she crawled forward, a blood-stained crawling mark appeared under her body.

But even if she suffers secondary damage, she is unwilling to be locked in prison again.

"I...is not a ghost...I just made a deal with it......"

A vague voice came from her mouth and could naturally enter others' ears, but the other three seemed to care.

Finally, Ji Li, who was leaning on a cane, stepped out of cell No. 4, took only one step to stop at the door, and sucked a cigarette in his mouth.

Hu Li in cell No. 3 was right behind him, and was still crawling forward with force.

Hu Li's head and Ji Li's feet were only a few centimeters.

At the same time, Shao Yongan also appeared outside the door of cell No. 6 with special understanding, and did not move forward any further.

These two people stood at their respective doors and developed a mysterious, obscure and profound look at each other.

Then, Ji Li spit out the cigarette from his mouth, looked down at Hu Li at her feet from a high place, and raised the black wooden cane in an understatement.

Hu Li raised her head with difficulty. The face that had always been mean and tricky was replaced by misery and helplessness. The world in her eyes was bright and a bit false.

She saw a dazzling light falling from the heights, getting closer and closer until she smashed her eyebrow bones, crushed her eyeballs, and crushed her brain.
Chapter completed!