Chapter 28 Twin Villages (4)

Chinese education, you win.

Why are you still resting? They’ve come to your door, just run away.

Run for the hell of it.

Fang Ke walked out slowly and went straight into the room of another "Fang Ke" opposite.

This is not a math problem, it is a trap. If he chooses the stairs away from where he came in, he will run into the female ghost coming up the stairs.

If he chose the stairs farther away from him, according to the layout of the house, the stairs were at the other end of the yard. With the speed of the male ghost, he would probably be blocked while still in the corridor.

Currently, only these two bedrooms on the second floor are open to him, so the best solution is to hide in the fake bedroom opposite first, and when the female ghost enters the real bedroom to check, he rushes out of the fake bedroom and runs downstairs.

He just missed the female ghost, and the male ghost just couldn't catch up.

As for what was in the fake bedroom, Fang Ke had no time to think about it.

He carefully closed the door, unaware that a pair of eyes were staring at him from the corner of the house.

"younger brother……"

The ghost in the corner opened his mouth and called silently in the direction of Fang Ke.

He didn't make any sound, so naturally Fang Ke didn't hear it either.

Fang Ke listened carefully to the noise outside, then rushed out like a good hunting dog.

The wind from running blew the note on the door.

Behind Fang Ke, a piece of paper quietly fell off the door of the "real room".

What fell down was a "Ke" character. The name on the door revealed its true identity. It was not "Fang Ke" but "Fang Yuan"!

The female ghost walked around the room and didn't find anyone. She rushed out of the door in a rage. Two of the maggots densely packed on her face fell to the ground, bending and wriggling as they crawled in the direction Fang Ke left.

That scene was disgusting no matter how you looked at it.

The first floor was as dark as usual. Fang Ke had already gone downstairs. As early as when he was playing the game, he was already familiar with the layout of the first floor. There was no need to turn on the lights. He ran to the door in the dark.

The moment I opened the door, a chill hit my head!

Damn! I knew it wouldn’t be that simple!

The narrow streets were densely packed with paper people. Without exception, they had exaggerated blush painted on their pale faces, and the corners of their mouths were raised upwards almost to the ends of their eyes. When they saw a living person coming out, they opened their arms, as if they wanted to hug Fang Ke, or as if they wanted to grab him.

It was obvious that nothing good would come of being caught.

Fang Ke tried to move. He found that as long as he made a sound, the paper figurine would move in his direction. If he didn't move, the paper figurine would just stay where it was, motionless.

These paper figures have no eyes; they only have exaggerated whites of the eyes, no pupils. They cannot see and can only rely on hearing to locate themselves.

But the female ghost was chasing closely behind him, and from the sound of it, the male ghost seemed to be approaching as well.

It was impossible to run to the village head without making any noise.

Fang Ke remembered the 30% speed increase he had obtained before. At this moment, he had no choice but to hope that God would not play tricks on him and that this increase would be useful.

He had a crazy idea: he wanted to get through the long line of people just before the paper figures on both sides of the aisle closed.

Obviously, the distance between the paper people was much shorter than the distance he had to run. If his speed was not fast enough, he would definitely be caught. Although he didn't know what would happen if he was caught, it would definitely make his already difficult situation worse.

Never mind, run!

Fang Ke has always been a man of his word. When he said he would run, he really ran. He was at a high level, so even if he was bound by the chain of cause and effect, his speed was very fast, not to mention the increase in game rewards.

Isn't it just a 100-meter sprint? If you can get through it, you will win.

There was no light source ahead, even though there should have been one. When he entered the village, he clearly saw two white lanterns at the entrance.

Where is the lantern?

Fang Ke suddenly had a bad premonition, and this feeling lingered in his heart for a long time.

He had a hunch that something bad might happen as a result.

There was no time to think too much. At the moment when the last two paper figures were about to grab his arms, he broke free.

In fact, the two paper figures had grabbed his left and right sleeves respectively, but due to the inertia of his running, he was so strong that he threw the paper figures away.

The moment he was thrown away, Fang Ke suddenly felt a chill on his spine.

Something is wrong, there is something wrong with this paper man. This is not the weight a paper man should have. It is too heavy, just like a real living person.

If it weren't for the stable chassis, he would have been almost pulled down.

Could these really be living people... No, they are corpses with a layer of paper pasted on them?

He suddenly remembered that the name of this copy was "Twin Village" instead of "Twins".

Even though there is only one word difference, the difference is huge.

It seems that he has found the truth, but in fact everything has just begun.

In just a blink of an eye, Fang Ke ran to the village entrance.

The old man at the head of the village does not live there, but in the woods outside the village. It is no wonder that he did not see the old man's house when he came here for the first time. He was also surprised that the old man at the head of the village in the story told by 0221 did not seem to exist. It turned out that he did not see him.

At that time, he had just entered the dungeon, and looking around randomly was not a good habit.

Very unprofessional.

But now I think it would be wise to take a closer look.

An old man like him usually knows most things. If he had seen the cabin in the woods first, he might have had a greater advantage.

At least you won't be led around by the nose and teased.

The moment I stepped into the woods, I heard a rustling sound.

It seems to be a leaf, but it doesn't seem to be.

It was more like the sound of dried corpses rubbing against tree trunks blown by the wind.

You've been to this forest before. When you were very young, your brother took you here on an adventure. He said he had a surprise for you, and blindfolded you, tricking you into just walking forward, forward.

You feel something under your feet? Your foot hurts. It's a bear trap.

"Why? My brother's eyes were open. Why didn't he remind you?"

Trigger the game of courage: Blind Men and the Elephant. In your backpack lies a piece of black cloth, a gift from your brother, or perhaps... a shadow. Years later, you return to this place, blindfolding yourself in an attempt to recapture your childhood memories. You seem to hear your brother's voice, telling you to keep moving forward and not look back.

[Game Rules: You must not remove the blindfold. You must walk in a straight line, with no more than a 30-degree bend. You can only go forward, so don't turn around easily. If someone holds your hand, you must decide whether to follow them. If you lose your way or make the wrong choice, you will be hung on a tree, where the vines will drain your soul, leaving you with a shriveled, comical soul. It's worth mentioning that it resembles a raisin, so perhaps it should be called a dried human soul.]

Fang Ke ignored 0221's last annoying tip. He took out a black blindfold from his backpack and covered his eyes. Before covering his eyes, he confirmed the direction of the house, then took out a flashlight, turned it on, and threw it over accurately.

Very good, even if you are blindfolded, you can still sense the flashlight faintly through your eyelids.

This way, there is no way he could go in the wrong direction, unless the copy designer was so cunning as to deliberately use a flashlight to confuse him.

Or maybe he was unlucky and it was suddenly daybreak.

Before the accident mentioned above happened, his method was extremely effective.

After the black cloth was put on, all that was left in the field of vision was darkness with a bright red spot.

It's not quite right to call it red, it's more like an unripe tomato, red with a hint of yellow.

Fang Ke followed the reddest spot and was about to move forward when his hand was suddenly grabbed by someone!

It feels cold, like touching ice!

"You broke the rules."

"You should pinch your nose with your right hand, pass your left hand through your right arm, and then turn around ten times before moving forward."

Fang Ke had never played this game before and it was so troublesome. Now he was completely in the dark and had no choice but to believe it.

As he began to spin, the voice spoke again.

"One circle is confusing, two circles are deaf, three circles have their soul jumping outside the cavity. Four circles have the world turned upside down, five circles have bones and flesh scattered, six circles and seven circles are indistinguishable."

There seemed to be a lump on his neck. When Fang Ke turned to the seventh circle, the voice suddenly became closer, as if it was right in front of him!

"You stop, but I don't. Is that the wind you're touching? The air? Or... the hole I've opened?"

He subconsciously reached out his hand, but found nothing!

Could it be that... he had just passed his hand through a torn body?

Just thinking about it makes me feel nauseous, luckily he is blindfolded and can't see.

Speaking of blindfolds...where's his light? Why can't he see the light?!

He didn't notice that the flashlight went out during his first turn.

Someone turned it off.

He had just completed ten turns, and now he had no idea which direction he was heading.

Just as he was hesitating, he suddenly heard a clapping sound on his right ear.

“Snap—”

It seems like someone is giving directions.

The current situation is... there is no boat to cross, so we can only board the pirate ship.

Fang Ke tried to take two steps following the sound of clapping.

Good, no weird vines tangling around his legs or anything.

The bet was right.

It was a long-lost moment of reflection. As he walked forward, he closed his eyes, allowing himself to reflect. Perhaps the person clapping his hands was his "brother."

But what is the purpose?

Are you going to harm him or help him?

Or rather, who harmed whom between the two of them?

He unknowingly walked to the front of the hut and the applause disappeared. Fang Ke waited for a while, and when he was sure he had reached his destination, he pulled off the blindfold.

"Are you confused again? Detective, it seems you really don't remember anything. You've been together for so long, and you've played so many games here. These are all games you've played before. Do you really not remember any of them?"

You firmly believe that you are on the right path. But if he doesn't help you, how can you determine your direction?

[Do you really want to escape from all this and let him bear it all alone? ]

The nights here are very dark. Every step you took was like a blind man touching an elephant. But he held your hand, so you wouldn't fall.

Successful test of courage, reward: Detective Cane. You once played detective in the forest, and your brother made you a cane. At the time, you thought it looked cool and elegant, but now it seems like nothing more than a twig.

Everything in the past is too long ago. Everything has changed, including your perspective. Perhaps you once did evil things, but now you are a good person.

[Get hint: You guessed right, the old man has already died, so what is living in the cabin? ]