Chapter 075 Chapter 75
Li Qingshan thought for a long while, still shaking his head slowly.
Although his response this time was the same as before, even his back was very firm, without any room for maneuver, as if it was completely out of careful consideration, not the result of any inertia.
"Why? Don't you believe me? Do you think I'm lying to you? Do you think I want you to die? If I really wanted you to die in the previous game, I had countless opportunities, don't you know? Why don't you believe me? Why do you treat me like this?" Number Two seemed extremely angry and started yelling.
The hand that was on Li Qingshan's shoulder also gradually changed, becoming sharper, thinner, longer, whiter, and even the nails changed with the hand, slightly red. It was so
red that it was about to bleed, as if there was blood inside.
Li Qingshan felt his shoulder begin to hurt. One of his shoulders was very painful because of the previous incident, and now the shoulder that was slightly better was about to break.
He frowned, his face turned pale, and his expression was a little disgusted. He glanced at the hand on his shoulder.
The host did not say that he was not allowed to try to get rid of the hand on his shoulder.
Li Qingshan raised his arm and pushed the hand on his shoulder back, but the hand seemed to be stuck to him, very firm, very strong, and refused to retreat at all, and even wanted to move forward.
Number Two's voice was also closer, with a sinister echo of the devil from hell: "Why did you push me? Why didn't you turn back? What do you think I am? Do you think you can run away? Without me, you are nothing! You can't run away!"
As time went on, his words became more and more like curses, without any mercy or gentleness, as if he wanted to bite off Li Qingshan's head in one bite, with such a gnashing tone.
Li Qingshan was still a little afraid at first, but the more he listened, the more he wanted to laugh, and his expression couldn't help but bring out some sarcasm.
He used both hands very hard and awkwardly to pry open the hand that didn't belong to him on his shoulder, one finger at a time. The hand made a crackling sound, but he was still unwilling to take it back.
Number Two frowned tightly, his face turned blue, and he shouted at him like a ghost chasing after him: "You will regret it, you can't do this, you can't do this to me, have you thought of a way? Do you know how to escape? Why did you leave me? You're too much!"
Although Li Qingshan listened, he ignored it, his eyes fell on the hand on his shoulder, and he was very focused. He lifted the whole hand from his shoulder and threw it back suddenly, as easily and quickly as throwing away a piece of garbage, without hesitation.
Number Two made a sharp explosion behind him: "You deserve to die!"
He seemed to want to say something else, but he couldn't think of it for a while, or maybe he had said many unpleasant words along the way, which were very intimidating, so this sentence seemed a little gentle and lacked strength.
Li Qingshan was indifferent to such words. He spat out a melon seed and made a
"Pooh" sound to the side. There was no one else around him, so this sound could not be considered a reply, but there was no doubt that this was directed to the No. 2 behind him.
Do you think I deserve to die? Now it's you who's going to die! I'm afraid you'll die before me!
No. 2 behind him heard this sound and was very angry. He looked up to the sky and roared loudly. The sound sounded like the roar of a beast that was provoked after a failed hunt in the wild.
Li Qingshan frowned, thinking that the sound was too loud and shook his ears. He raised his hands to cover his ears and blocked it for a while. He took a step forward, and the sound disappeared, as if it had never appeared.
Along the whole road, there was not even a trace of the sound left.
For a moment, Li Qingshan felt a little sad for the other party, but he came to his senses in a moment. With
such a strange behavior, the one behind him must not be the real No. 2. There is no need to be sad. Even if you really want to be sad, you have to wait until No. 2 is really dead. What if he is not dead yet and sheds tears in advance, isn't it cursing him?
Li Qingshan shook his head slightly and wiped his face. His face was muddy and he couldn't tell what it was.
Maybe part of it was sweat, part of it was water, and there was something fishy, who knows if it was blood or plant juice.
Ten steps have been reached.
He frowned and stopped, thinking that he must consider getting out. What the fake No. 2 said before might not be unreasonable, but it was completely wrong when he thought about it carefully.
Although the host wanted him dead, there was no need to mislead him by telling him the wrong rules. After all, he was already trapped here, unable to enter or leave. Wasn't his life or death entirely up to the host? If
the host only wanted him dead, he could have killed him at the beginning instead of putting him here to play some kind of game. There must be some reason for this.
Either the host didn't have the ability to kill him directly, or the host just wanted to see him unable to die or live for fun and revenge, so he would never let him die easily.
Either the host is thinking that killing him directly would be dirty, but he must die here, and it would be best if he could watch him die because of himself, so the game is necessary. If others blame him, he can completely shirk responsibility by saying that the person died in the game and it has nothing to do with him.
After all, he doesn't have to die after completing the game, so why can't he say that the person died because of his own incompetence and self-abandonment? This is a good excuse.
The host didn't lie when introducing the rules of the game before, so in a sense, this host is not the type to cheat. This can serve as evidence to prove that the host gave him a way out.
But where is the way out?
It's pitch black in here, I can't see anything clearly, the stench is so bad that it makes my head hurt, it's like I'm wrapped up in it. I haven't vomited yet, I can say I have a strong endurance.
There must be something that has been overlooked!
Li Qingshan frowned, thinking for a while, and suddenly felt that the way seemed to be open.
Although the host didn't introduce the way out, it doesn't mean there is no way out here. Maybe it's too obvious, so it can't be said directly, otherwise it would be almost without difficulty, and the purpose of the joke would not be achieved.
If that's the case, then it's probably too easy!
He rested, stood up and continued to move forward. This time he only took one step forward and saw the shadow of No. 2 in front of him. No. 2 was clean and there was no trace of the female ghost.
Li Qingshan looked at the man's back and confirmed that it was real and there was no danger for No. 2 to make contact. So when he took the second step forward, he reached out his hand, stretched his arm as straight as possible, and placed it on the other person's shoulder according to the rules given by the host.
Number Two shuddered all over, and seemed to be a little scared. He looked around but didn't dare to look back. One could vaguely feel that the expression on his face was one of fear.
"Listen to me," Li Qingshan felt that he was having some difficulty breathing, and tried to speak clearly to express his meaning, "I have a guess, maybe if we walk ten laps forward, this game will be over."
Number Two shuddered slightly, without looking back, and seemed to have thought for a long time, then gritted his teeth and said, "I understand, I'll try!"
He had originally made up his mind not to speak, but he was very curious and really felt uneasy. No. 2 came, frowned, tilted his head, and said tremblingly: "Can you do it too?"
Li Qingshan replied: "Yes."
No. 2 seemed to get a little courage from his answer, and his voice calmed down a little. He asked again: "Then after this game, can we meet again?"
Li Qingshan thought about it, felt No. 2's teeth trembling, smiled and said: "Probably." If you and I are still alive at that time.
No. 2 understood what he had not said, nodded, clenched his fist, and tried to encourage himself in his heart. He took a deep breath, straightened his chest and said: "I know. Let go of your hand."
Li Qingshan took his hand back.
No. 2 strode forward and soon disappeared in front of Li Qingshan again. Maybe he didn't disappear, but because it was too dark here, he would suddenly disappear for a while when he walked.
After ten steps, Li Qingshan stopped, both for rest and for verification. Verification requires waiting, so he found a relatively comfortable posture, drooping his eyes, leaning against the wall. At this time, he didn't care whether it was clean or not. He hung his head, drowsy, waiting for a result.
For a long time, he heard nothing.
There was no sound of talking, breathing, or footsteps.
He thought vaguely that he was deaf or too sleepy, and had slept for a while and missed something, but his heart was beating violently, and the sound of his heart was transmitted from his chest to his earlobe, and then from the earlobe into his brain, like a mint bug.
He shuddered and suddenly woke up a lot, just like a soldier who heard the drums on the battlefield, and suddenly felt something in his heart.
The host's voice came slowly from a distance: "Congratulations, this game is over, you can rest for a while, and the next game will start in a while, so you must be ready."
Before he finished speaking, No. 2 appeared not far away, as if he had walked out of a dark fog, with a confused and ignorant expression on his face, as if he had not realized what had happened. He was stunned for a moment, and saw Li Qingshan not far away, his face suddenly smiled, ran over, and suddenly threw him.
Li Qingshan was almost hit by him and the back of his head hit the wall.
After a long pause, Li Qingshan saw No. 2 kneeling in front of him, holding his breath nervously, looking at him cautiously, as if afraid of hitting him to death, and smiled and said, "Take a break."
No. 2 nodded, moved to the side, and leaned against the wall like him, squinting his eyes and looking at the darkness in the air, which seemed to be a corner of the wall, and muttered, "It's time to take a break."