Chapter 30 Labyrinth 12 "It's over."

An Rao looked at Su Ming who was squatting next to him, and then looked around. Although the main living room was large, there were not many places to hide. Apart from the corner of the sofa where he was hiding, the only people he could see were Shi Yirou and Zhang Yong hiding behind the side cabinet opposite the sofa. Fortunately, there were two of them.

I just don’t know whether they will be willing to help play with Su Ming, this silly kid, after I die.

"Who else?"

"Where are all the cute little bunnies?"

"This ghost king is coming to catch you!" The faceless ghost boy's tone became strange because of excitement. Everything was under his control. Soon, he would be able to gather all his friends to celebrate his birthday with him!

Dongdong's footsteps were getting closer and closer. An Rao closed his eyes. If that song was the killing rule, he and Su Ming should not have been in danger as they did not choose to hide separately. However, according to the degree of restoration of the birthday party plot, the next person to be found would be him, without a doubt.

Obviously, there was no change in the villa, but some subtle changes seemed to have occurred invisibly, and the atmosphere began to become weird in the silence.

There are several oil paintings hanging on the walls of the main and secondary living rooms. Dongdong's father is an art dealer. In addition to the commemorative oil paintings of Dongdong's family that his father specially commissioned, there are also some priceless works of masters. Perhaps it is Dongdong's father's personal preference that all the oil paintings are portraits.

And now, the eyes of every person in the oil painting were fixed on An Rao. The dark pupils were devoid of any emotion, a kind of empty and bottomless black. Just like that, they stared at An Rao like an evil curse.

Closer and closer.

The hair soaked with cold sweat stuck to the temples, making Anrao's skin look as pale as if it had been washed.

There was only one step left. Through the gap in the shelf, An Rao could even see the limited edition sneakers on Dongdong's feet.

Suddenly, the pair of expensive sneakers paused, then turned around and walked towards the cabinet where the young couple was hiding.

"My little darlings, where are you?"

It was strange. Dongdong was obviously closer and easier to find, so why did he choose the one farther away? Why didn't he continue in the order of the game? Most importantly, Shi Yirou and the others did not break the rules.

"Are you afraid?" A soft whisper suddenly appeared in Zhang Yong's ears, gentle, evil, and full of temptation. "You are afraid, you know, if you die here, you are really dead."

"Who?!" Zhang Yong suddenly looked up at Shi Yirou who was squatting in front of him, but she didn't say anything at all. Instead, she concentrated on observing the movements of the faceless ghost child.

"Shh, don't make any noise, this is our little secret." The air flow moved slightly, like the whispers of lovers.

"If you die, all your family's money will be left to your brother. Your stupid half brother is not as handsome or smart as you. Why should he take away everything that belongs to you?" The whispers fell into his ears as softly as the wind.

"Can you bear it if your girlfriend helps another man in front of you? Now she helps others, what about in the future? You risk your life to protect her now, what if she betrays you later? People's hearts cannot stand the test."

"Nothing is more important than your own life. If you lose a woman, you can just find another one." The ethereal voice circled in Zhang Yong's ears like a ghostly snake, stretching out its venomous scarlet tongue in the darkness, searching for evil desires.

"Look, the ghost is approaching. What should you do? Are you willing to give up your father's praise that you have worked so hard to gain?"

"Are you willing to accept this? That idiot who can't even do his homework can easily get everything you worked so hard to earn. Are you willing to accept this?"

"Push her out." Xuyu ordered gently, "If you don't push her out, both of you will die, but if you push her out, at least you can survive. She loves you so much, of course she wants you to survive. Isn't this just fulfilling her wish?"

"Become my believer, push her out, and I will help you pass the level smoothly." The poisonous snake's tongue gently stroked his cheek.

"Otherwise, you will be the one to die." The poisonous snake finally showed its sharp fangs in the darkness.

"My dear little bunnies, I'm about to find you!"

At the moment when the faceless ghost boy was about to reach the side cabinet, Shi Yirou was unexpectedly pushed hard from behind. She lost her balance and fell out of the side cabinet, directly exposed in front of the faceless ghost.

"I'm sorry." Zhang Yong said. The moment he pushed Shi Yirou out, his wrist felt like it was burned by an invisible iron. After a moment of excruciating pain, a black snake-shaped tattoo appeared on his wrist, like shackles, tightly wrapped around his wrist.

An Rao watched Shi Yirou fall in front of him. He immediately ordered in a stern voice, "Don't raise your head. Don't let him see your face. Lie still!"

"Wow, I caught a little rabbit! Let me see who you are!" The faceless ghost boy screamed excitedly. Although it was clearly a child's voice, just hearing it made people feel a deep fear.

At this moment, An Rao immediately jumped out from behind the sofa, grabbed the remote control on the coffee table and turned on the giant-screen TV in the main living room.

He remembered that Dongdong's TV was always on his favorite cartoon. Five o'clock was the time when the cartoon was updated. If everything was the same as he remembered, he should be able to see the latest episode as soon as he turned on the TV.

The light-hearted and playful opening theme song sounded, completely attracting the attention of the faceless ghost boy.

"Wow! It's updated!" Dongdong ran to the TV excitedly, sat down on the sofa, and turned his head (which had no eyes at all) towards the TV, watching it intently.

"Huh..." An Rao breathed a sigh of relief and said to Shi Yirou who was still lying on the ground, "Come here, it's okay."

Shi Yirou silently got up from the ground, then walked to An Rao's side without looking back and sat down, hugging her legs tightly, staring at her toes with a dull look.

"Sister Yirou," Su Ming crawled over, "It's okay. If you don't let the ghost see your face during the hide-and-seek game, you don't count as being caught. You're safe!"

Shi Yirou seemed to have turned into a lifeless piece of wood. She could not hear or see, and had no reaction to the outside world at all. She couldn't even say thank you to An Rao who saved her life.

An Rao looked up at the big grandfather clock. The retro long minute hand was almost reaching the Roman numeral two, and the second hand was approaching twelve.

It’s almost over!

An Rao stared at the clock amid the cheerful cartoon sound effects. The high-quality Swiss-made gear movement was working meticulously and conscientiously. An Rao seemed to hear the "clicking" sound made by the tightly fitted gears in the clock with every step.

“Click, click, click.”

Finally, after an uninterrupted time, the second hand finally pointed to twelve on the clock face.

"It's over." An Rao felt relieved and collapsed behind the sofa.