The bloody hand floated in the air and slowly wrote a few words:

——No, thank you, please leave.

Wherever the bloody finger passed, the blood dripping from the fingertips floated in the air and slowly dripped onto the ground like writing on glass. The dripping appearance was like blood words crying, and the bloody tears dripped onto the ground and were frozen into ice by the yin energy.

Chi Shen was a little surprised. He didn't expect the ghost to be so easy to talk to and even used the word "please".

Seeing such a polite ghost, Chi Shen reflected on himself and wondered if he had behaved well today and used polite words. The answer was yes. He was always polite in his words when dealing with strangers or ghosts.

At first he was still worried that he would not be able to adapt to normal life after coming out of the death game. Now it seems that he is doing very well and adapting very quickly.

After writing these words, the bloody hand paused and moved again.

——Good night, have a sweet dream.

The frost and snow that had frozen on the chains melted away like spring, the heart pierced by the chains resumed beating, and the blood beads that had frozen into ice melted and dripped onto the ground again.

Chi Shen has always felt that the way people get along with each other is relative, so if the other party is polite to him, he should also be polite to the other party.

"Excuse me then."

With an apologetic smile on his face, Chi Shen left the main house, and considerately closed the door for the other party and re-sealed it.

Chi Shen was not a person who was stingy with his kindness, but the other party refused his help.

He didn't really want to confront the things in the main house. His experience of killing thousands of ghosts told him that the other party had been miserable in the past, very miserable, and even now they were miserable.

That person must be several times more miserable than Bai Wan.

If they were to confront each other, because of his abilities, he would definitely be able to sense the other person's emotions and know the other person's past, which would be too uncomfortable. Since the other person doesn't want help, he will pretend not to see it. He is sure that the other person cannot leave the main house, so he can go back and sleep peacefully.

After leaving the death game, he has seen too many sinister human hearts and too many joys and sorrows. Now he just wants to lie down, add double sugar to his milk tea, slack off at work, and only read stories with happy endings, and will never touch BE!

——

"I got you."

Lu Xiangyang stood behind the door, covering his mouth tightly, not even daring to breathe.

There were bloodstains on his clothes, but they were not his, but He Chao's.

When the little boy in shroud came to play games with them at the beginning, although He Chao said that the ghosts here could not harm them, Lu Xiangyang was still afraid. He did not dare to enter the room and hid in the gap behind a water tank.

He Chao laughed at him and didn't even try to hide. He just stood there waiting for the countdown of the little boy in the shroud to end.

Then, Lu Xiangyang heard a scream outside. He looked out through the gap between the water tank and the wall and saw He Chao falling to the ground, covering his bleeding eye in pain.

"We agreed that whoever is caught will lose one thing." The little boy in the shroud said happily, "This time I want an eye, next time... next time I want a hand!"

After a long time, He Chao finally got up from the ground with difficulty. Lu Xiangyang didn't know what he was thinking. At this time, the fear and pain on He Chao's face disappeared. He looked at the little boy in the shroud with a vicious face and said in a hoarse and slow voice: "It's my turn to be a ghost."

"I am the only ghost in this game," the little boy in shrouds grinned, a stiff smile slowly emerging on his pale face, "because I am the only ghost."

This time He Chao ran away, and Lu Xiangyang followed him. Before they reached the gate, they were caught up by the little boy in the shroud.

"I've already lost an eye, it's your turn now!" He Chao grabbed Lu Xiangyang's arm.

"That's because you didn't hide!" Lu Xiangyang pushed He Chao out in panic.

He saw He Chao's hand being torn off by the little boy in the shroud, and the blood on his body was splashed at that time.

At this time, after the little boy's voice, He Chao's screams were heard from outside. After a while, the screams stopped and the little boy's countdown sounded:

“10——”

Lu Xiangyang quickly glanced at the position of the little boy in the shroud through the crack in the door, then quickly came out from behind the door and walked towards the gate.

“5——”

Must hide!

Lu Xiangyang hurriedly looked around and saw a room with a light on and its door open. Although he didn't know why the light was on in this place, the light source made him feel at ease instinctively. He immediately slipped in. There was a large wardrobe, a bed, and a broken mirror inside. He immediately chose the wardrobe and hid in it.

“1——”

The countdown is over.

Ghosts can catch people now.

Lu Xiangyang breathed lightly. The cabinet was so airtight that he couldn't see outside and no light came in. He could only judge what was happening outside by the sounds.

It was very quiet outside, without any sound.

Soon, in a very close environment, the footsteps of a child were heard slowly approaching and lingering nearby.

Lu Xiangyang didn't dare to breathe and tried to make his breathing become steady. The cabinet was pitch black and he couldn't see anything. At this moment, his other senses became particularly sharp.

The cabinet seemed to be poorly made, and cold wind blew in through the gaps, making his neck feel cold.

No…wait, wind?

Why is there wind blowing into this cabinet where not even light can get in?

A horrible guess emerged in Lu Xiangyang's mind. He reached for the phone with trembling hands, but because his hands were shaking too much, he couldn't hold it firmly. As soon as he pressed the screen, the phone fell into the cabinet with a clang.

In the dim light, a pale white face pressed against the cabinet was facing him. Seeing that he had discovered him, its pale lips slowly curved into a terrifying smile.

A child's innocent and cruel voice came from outside the closet: "I found you."

Cold sweat slid down his face like a waterfall. Lu Xiangyang looked at the ghost face in bewilderment. On the outside was a little boy in shrouds, and on the inside was a pale ghost face. For a moment, he felt that he was doomed. In despair, he closed his eyes and prepared to wait for death.

The light of the cell phone went out, and the closet fell into darkness again. The footsteps outside disappeared. Lu Xiangyang didn't know whether the little boy in the shroud was waiting for him outside the closet. He gritted his teeth, not allowing himself to make any sound again, and reached for the Bai family amulet in his pocket.

There was a vibration from the wardrobe, and Lu Xiangyang felt the wardrobe door was opened. He suddenly threw the amulet out. Although He Chao proved that the amulet had no effect on the little boy in the shroud, it was his only means of saving his life.

"What are you doing?"

Along with the light came a clear man's voice.

New ghost?

Lu Xiangyang opened his eyes tremblingly.

Standing outside the cabinet was a handsome young man, who was looking at him with a puzzled look.

He knew this person. This was the real young master of the Bai family who was living outside and tried to return to the Bai family!

Chi Shen felt that the person in front of him was very strange. Not only did he run into his closet for no reason, but he also hit him with things. If this was in a death game, he would definitely think that this person had bad intentions, so he would first stab him twice to remove his ability to move.

But this is a peaceful world, Chi Shen told himself again that he should treat others politely.

So Chi Shen slowed down his speech and repeated it patiently: "What are you doing in my closet? And how did you get in?"

He remembered that he locked the door when he visited other residents.

Lu Xiangyang's face turned frighteningly pale. His still trembling eyes suddenly turned and he suddenly rushed out of the cabinet: "Face! Little boy! Face!"

He pointed at the cabinet crazily, then pointed at his own face: "Little boy!"

Chi Shen thought for a moment, then picked up the little boy in shroud who was clinging to his calf behind him and said, "Are you referring to this?"

Lu Xiangyang let out a terrified scream and ran out of the door.

Outside the door, a headless corpse was holding up the head of a female ghost, and the two ghosts were looking inside curiously.

"He's been caught, what shall we do?"

"Should we rescue him?"

The sound seemed to be everywhere. Lu Xiangyang wanted to cover his ears, but found that the sound seemed to be able to pass through his hands and directly into his ears. He could still hear it.

"Don't scare him," Chi Shen said, "help me catch him back."

"Okay!" The headless ghost did what he said and held an axe in front of Lu Xiangyang.

The female ghost in red also stretched out her hand with red nails and grabbed Lu Xiangyang's shoulder.

"ah--"

Finally, Lu Xiangyang's tense nerves broke and he fell directly to the ground.

Chi Shen looked over.

The red-clothed female ghost immediately withdrew her hand, and the headless ghost immediately withdrew his axe. Both ghosts pretended that they had not done anything.

"Help me move him in." Chi Shen said, and turned to look at the little boy in the shroud.

The little boy in the shroud looked at him with innocent eyes.

"You have committed a sin of murder," Chi Shen's voice was gentle, like a patient older brother next door, "Where is he?"

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