Chapter 46 A Happy Affair in the Mountain Village 6 He must be a devil!
"Where's Sister Wei Rong'er?!"
Fang Qingqing stared at the empty room in front of her with eyes wide open. Even Bai Chuan frowned. It was normal for people to die in the game, but based on the nature of this amusement park, it would definitely find ways to make death happen directly in front of the players. Or even if it didn't happen in front of the players, it would definitely make the death scene as bloody and horrifying as possible, so as to achieve the effect of completely destroying the mentality of other players.
Even if the player was missing, the scene should have been a mess, enough to make others have infinite horror fantasies about the player's disappearance, but this time...
Baichuan looked at the clean and tidy room in front of him, with only the spread-out quilt on the bed proving that someone had stayed there the night, and felt that things were beginning to become tricky.
"Could it be that she suddenly left in the middle of the night?" Fang Qingqing still had a glimmer of hope. After all, she lived next door to Wei Ronger. If the rule of death was based on the order of the rooms, then Room 205 would be the next target.
"Let's check the room first." An Rao walked towards the bed.
Room 206 was the only single room among all the rooms they lived in. The yellow Pikachu-patterned quilt was casually spread on the bed, but strangely, there was no sign of someone lying down on the bedsheet. An Rao recalled Wei Ronger's figure. She was a normal thin woman, but even if she was a thin woman, she was an adult. If an adult lay on the bed to sleep, even if he was very obedient, there would definitely be some pressure marks and wrinkles on the bedsheet. An Rao looked at the pillow and found that there was no sign of being pressed on the pillow.
"The pillow is very clean, there is not a single hair on it." An Rao sighed as he looked at the bed.
So Wei Ronger had never slept on this bed, or she disappeared before she had time to rest on the bed.
"What is this?" An Rao bent down and stared at a corner of the quilt scattered on the bed. There were extremely tiny black particles scattered on the quilt.
"It looks like the residue from burnt paper, or it could be coal ash." Baichuan looked intently at the almost negligible amount of black ash.
An Rao looked up at the roof. The second floor where they lived was already the top floor of the Zheng family mansion. Although the room was decorated in cartoon style, the ceiling still had the original structure of the house. The obtuse-angled sloping roof was neatly stacked with black tiles.
"Could it be broken tiles?" Fang Qingqing followed An Rao's gaze and looked up.
"That's possible," An Rao nodded, "but this is a life-threatening game. In theory, an amusement park wouldn't design such fine details of life for us."
"Unless they are clues." Baichuan continued, and the two looked at each other tacitly.
So what does Wei Ronger’s disappearance have to do with these tiny black particles that look like burnt paper, coal ash, or tile debris?
Wang Quanmin, who had difficulty walking, couldn't squeeze to the bed with his crutches, so he had to wander around the room to see if he could find any clues.
A strange mark in the corner of the wall attracted Wang Quanmin's attention. There was a place in the corner with a thin layer of dust, but there was no dust at all. This perfectly round place without any dust had a clear dividing line from the thin dust next to it, as if there was a round object placed here before and it was suddenly moved away.
Next to the circle is a pottery jar filled with reeds. A white hairpin studded with pearls is hanging in the reeds. The pearl surface on the hairpin has peeled off a lot. It is obvious that this is a low-quality fake pearl hairpin.
Wang Quanmin pursed his lips and thought for a moment, then he turned his back to everyone and used his walking stick to poke the reeds. After a slight sound, the hairpin fell into the pottery jar.
"What's that sound?" An Rao immediately turned around to look at the source of the sound. Although the sound was small, it still did not escape An Rao's ears. He saw that Bai Chuan was staring at Wang Quanmin with a serious look.
"Ah, I accidentally bumped into the doll in the corner," Wang Quanmin raised his cane slightly and explained with a somewhat awkward expression, "Everyone was studying the bed, so I thought there was no need for me to join in the fun, so I thought I'd look around to see if I could find any other clues."
"Then Grandpa Wang, did you find anything?" Fang Qingqing immediately jumped over and asked.
"Yes," Wang Quanmin nodded and pointed at the circular area with his cane, "The marks here are very strange."
Several people gathered around and saw a circular mark on the old dark wooden floor that was completely free of dust.
"What was placed here before?" Fang Qingqing asked in confusion, "There are too many round things."
An Rao lay on the ground with his head against the floor, trying to keep his sight parallel to the ground: "There are only a few scattered dust particles in the circle. It is obvious that a round object has just been moved away."
"It could only have been moved away last night, and after Wei Ronger moved in and packed everything up," Bai Chuan continued. "All eleven of us came into the room yesterday. Even if this smooth circle luckily avoided everyone's footprints, it would have been covered in dust because of so many people walking back and forth. Similarly, when Wei Ronger was alone in the room packing up and moving in yesterday, she would have also raised dust because of walking back and forth. If there are only a few negligible particles of dust in this circular area, then this thing could only have been moved away after Wei Ronger fell asleep or after she stopped moving around in the room and everything settled."
"Yes," An Rao nodded in agreement, "and the objects being moved must be at a certain height, otherwise when a thin round object is picked up, it will definitely leave other traces because it needs to come into contact with the ground when it is picked up."
"It can only be something like a vase or a pottery jar," Wang Quanmin pointed at the pottery jar next to him with his cane and said, "I was just looking at the jar next to it, but I felt that the size was different from the round one. The base of this pottery jar is relatively small, and the whole pottery jar is also a normal-sized pottery jar for flower arrangement, while this round one is larger. If it is also a pottery jar, it will be a large pottery jar. But why is there a large pottery jar in the guest room? It is too big to be used as a decoration."
Everyone looked in the direction of Wang Quanmin's crutch and saw that the round piece was indeed obviously larger than the pottery jar filled with reeds next to it.
"Moreover, if it is used as a decoration, it doesn't seem reasonable to put two pottery jars in the same place." Fang Qingqing also said with a frown.
"Did you hear any strange noises in her room last night?" An Rao asked.
"No...she was humming a song before turning off the lights, and after turning off the lights...it seemed...it seemed like she fell asleep immediately." Fang Qingqing tried hard to recall what happened last night, but found that she could not remember anything.
"ah--!"
Just as everyone was about to continue the discussion, a scream interrupted everyone's thoughts.
An Rao strode out of the door and saw Su Ming banging on the door of his room 201 frantically.
"Su Ming, I'm here!" An Rao shouted to Su Ming who was in a diagonal position.
Su Ming turned around and found An Rao standing in the corridor on the other side. He ran over immediately as if he had found the chicks of a mother bird.
“Boss!” Fear and running made Su Ming out of breath after just a few steps. “Go check on Sister Yirou!”
"What's wrong?" An Rao quickly supported Su Ming.
"Sister Yirou has a red dot between her eyebrows!"
In room 202, Shi Yirou was frantically and absentmindedly searching for something, muttering to herself as she searched: "Impossible, impossible, where is the mirror? Where is the mirror? There is no reason why there is no mirror! And the checkers, where are the checkers? Checkers..."
"Yirou?" An Rao walked quickly into the room and held down Yirou's shoulder as she was still turning around and looking for something. "Yirou, stop for a moment."
Shi Yirou stopped helplessly and slowly turned around to look at An Rao. A red dot suddenly appeared between her eyebrows, just like the red dot that the dance teacher puts on a child with lipstick before performing on stage. Although it is not big, it is eye-catching enough.
Perhaps Su Ming's scream just now was horrifying enough. At this time, the players in other rooms also got up and went out. Finally, they all gathered outside Room 202 where Shi Yirou and Su Ming lived, watching everything that happened in the room in silence.
"Please don't come in for now." An Rao refused the players who tried to come in from outside the door.
"Su Ming said there is a red dot between my eyebrows." Shi Yirou stared at An Rao closely.
In an amusement park, lying is futile. An Rao nodded, "Yes."
"This may be a sign of death. Think about what you did yesterday." Baichuan omitted at least 10,000 words of consolation and went straight to the point.
An Rao: …
Others: …
He must be a devil!
Indeed, in an amusement park, once the death rule is triggered, even fear and comfort are meaningless. The only thing you can do is to attribute and try to come up with countermeasures. Shi Yirou also understands this principle, and said calmly and clearly: "Yesterday, Su Ming and I came back and checked the room again. After not finding anything unusual, we chatted about trivial things. We were in Room 202, which was the second to last room to wash up. After washing up, Su Ming and I lay on our beds and waited for the lights to be turned off. The lights were turned off not long after, and we fell asleep directly after the lights were turned off."
"Nothing strange happened?" Baichuan frowned.
Shi Yirou shook her head slowly but firmly: "No, this haunted house is too weird. If there is anything strange, I will definitely notice it."
Suddenly, Shi Yirou remembered something, looked at An Rao and Bai Chuan and said, "If I have to say something strange, maybe falling asleep quickly can be counted as one of them. I have always had a light sleep, but I fell asleep almost as soon as the lights were turned off yesterday."
"Also, I had a very strange dream," Shi Yirou recalled calmly, "I dreamed that Zhang Yong's parents were in great pain, saying that Zhang Yong was missing, and they knelt down to beg me to help them find him. I was just about to go over and help them up, when," Shi Yirou paused and glanced at Su Ming beside her in a very strange way, "Su Ming suddenly appeared from nowhere, holding a set of checkers in his hand, and insisted that I play checkers with him. Then Zhang Yong's parents disappeared, and there was only a vast expanse of emptiness where they were originally."
"So you were looking for checkers?"
"Yes, that dream was so real, as if Su Ming really broke into my dream with checkers and held me back."
An Rao pondered for a moment: "The problem may lie here. Perhaps the Zhang Yong parents you dreamed of were the temptation imposed on you by the haunted house, and the appearance of Su Ming interrupted the temptation. If Su Ming had not appeared, and you had gone to Zhang Yong's parents, the consequences might be disastrous."
"That makes sense, so you were originally selected, but the process was interrupted, so only the mark was left on your forehead." Kashiwa added.
"Everyone," An Rao turned to look at the other players standing outside the house, "Did you have any dreams last night that were interrupted?"
The conversation between himself and Shi Yirou just now was passed on to everyone without any concealment. By now, everyone must have completed self-examination of their behavior and dreams last night. An Rao looked at everyone, hoping to get feedback.
Outside the door were Cheng Lin, the man with the scar, Gao Zhifei, and the He Xin couple. They all shook their heads in confusion. It seemed that only Shi Yirou and Wei Ronger were chosen by the ghost yesterday. But for some reason, Shi Yirou's progress could be interrupted, and it was Su Ming who interrupted her roommate.
So ghosts use illusions to lure people into their traps?
"Dear guests, please come down for breakfast!" The plump Aunt Li stood downstairs with her hands on her waist and her head raised, shouting to the "distinguished guests" on the second floor with full energy.
I don’t know when, the yard downstairs was already full of villagers. The Zheng family’s seven-day wedding banquet actually included three meals a day. It was really generous!
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