Chapter 156
Recalling all the real memories he didn't want to face and the endless "children's games" he had experienced, the little boy had completely collapsed.
Lu Jiamu asked the little skeleton in a coaxing tone: "No matter what, he is also a person who helped you. Don't you think it's not good for you to treat him like this?"
The little skeleton tilted his skull, seemingly not understanding what he said: "I let him play games here, what's wrong with that?"
"Don't you think he looks unhappy?"
The little skeleton began to chuckle again: "But I'm very happy."
It seems that this little ghost has no values, or its thinking itself is confused and upside down.
It was enough to have a rough idea. Talking to it about these things would not make any progress. Lu Jiamu asked more valuable questions instead: "How many uncles and aunts have come here? How many of them beat you when playing games?"
The skeleton's jaw dropped open slightly. "I can't remember."
The black flames had almost burned through half of the orphanage. There were wailing and quarreling downstairs, and everyone began to push and shove to get upstairs.
However, this time they did not come up to catch people, but simply wanted to avoid the flames and instinctively ran to a place where there was no fire.
These ghosts are also flammable items. Some of them are already covered with sparks but are still running around, causing new fire points around them.
In the chaos, the old man had already picked up the little boy and moved closer to Lu Jiamu.
"Can you tell me about the games you usually play and what the rules are?"
The little skeleton was a little angry: "I told you, what if you go out and tell others? Then you will all come to imitate my game, and no one will come to play with me in the future!"
Lu Jiamu pretended to be disdainful and asked: "I see, you rarely win against others."
The little skeleton said very cleverly: "You are just trying to trick me into introducing my game!"
Lu Jiamu didn't comment, but seeing that he didn't realize he had been discovered, the little monster started to talk very unhappily about the miserable situations that had happened to him when others asked him to play games with them in the past, and also introduced his own ingenious and extremely difficult game.
Most of the games here were just as Lu Jiamu had expected and needed to be understood literally. For example, hopscotch meant jumping on the outer wall of a building, and eagle catching chickens meant that an eagle-like creature would really come from the sky to catch them.
Although the turn modes are different, the essence remains the same. All the game rules can be summarized as a group of ghosts catching people.
After watching it brag for a while, Lu Jiamu asked again: "How big is your welfare home? Will it continue to expand in the future?"
"My welfare home is open from 6:10 pm to 8:00 am every day. From here, to here..." The little skeleton waved his arms happily, pointing in the air with his little bony hands. "If there are more people in the future, of course I have to expand it. I want to build the largest welfare home in the world! Let everyone play with me!"
The entire ghostland has turned into a black sea of fire, and the welfare home is about to be burned through, revealing the real scene of a warehouse full of shelves.
The ghosts were burned in the flames like pieces of paper, and their desperate howls were extremely loud. Even though only half of their bodies were left from the fire, they were still trying their best to squeeze into the place where nothing was burning.
The flames were fierce, but only ghosts would be burned, and it had no effect on living people, so the only vacuum zone was around the three people.
Even though the ghosts only had a head and an arm left, they were still trying to climb out of the fire by clinging to them.
But this has no effect, after all, they are also part of the ghost realm and cannot escape at all. It's just that the sooner the fire is over, the sooner it ends, and the later the fire is, the more scary it is.
I don’t know if this kind of thing only happens today, this special day when I lost the game, or if it happens every day.
"Do you usually play games like this here when no uncles or aunts come over?"
"Of course! Every day!"
The little skeleton in Lu Jiamu's hand was also set on fire, but it was not afraid. Instead, it became happier while wailing.
It seemed to see through his real question and deliberately said quickly: "It's just that we usually play until eight in the morning, and the uncles and aunts are not very satisfied with this situation. I can only work hard to grow up and strive to one day allow the orphanage to play games all day long!"
It looked at the little boy with its hollow eyes and laughed maliciously: "When that time comes, I will also invite my best friend Ayi to come with me and accompany me forever."
As the last of the debris burned away, they returned to the real world to the weird giggles of the little skeleton.
There was not much lighting in the simple warehouse, and only the light of the emergency indicator light and the dim light of the monitor in the distance could be vaguely seen.
Lu Jiamu and the old man immediately squatted on the spot.
Fortunately, the surveillance camera did not seem to capture them and no police were called.
The old man fumbled around on the shelf and found the file bag he had torn apart and thrown away before. They were still standing there.
It seemed that no matter how far they ran in the ghost realm, they did not move in the real world. They came out from the same place they entered, so they were still in the blind spot of surveillance.
The old man called out to Lu Jiamu in the dark, and felt relieved only after receiving a response.
This adventure seemed to still have left him with lingering fears and he was still in shock.
Although those ghosts had no good intentions towards them, and even their so-called friends in the past had become people who only harmed him, making him unable to have much sympathy for them, the sight of them howling in agony as they were burned to death was something he could not forget in a short time.
Lu Jiamu didn't want to speak for fear of alerting the surveillance camera, and the little boy fainted again, and no one paid any attention to him.
The old man could only turn on the flashlight and start reading the discarded files that he had previously called garbage.
He watched until it was almost dawn before he finally lay down on the ground and fell asleep.
They did not make an appointment with the people outside in advance, and waited in the warehouse for most of the day, and endured it until 6 pm in the narrow space between two shelves. When the staff came to open the door and check for the second time, they returned the same way.
Yu Leng was already outside and had fixed the bug in the surveillance camera in the warehouse. They could run along the original route without being alerted by the facial recognition alarm.
However, the staff who came in to check were very nervous. After hearing the sound of their footsteps, although they didn't know what exactly happened, they immediately retreated in panic, closed the door and manually pressed the alarm.
Yu Lenmgao was hiding in a secluded place outside the warehouse. When he saw them running out from afar, he immediately put away his computer and started running.
The staff member also vaguely saw them.
But he knew too well what his job responsibilities were.
He knew that this warehouse contained an anomaly that would appear at a fixed time. This time node was only vaguely marked as after six o'clock, and it was still changing. He was sent here to observe whether the time was advanced to before six o'clock.
Therefore, even if he observes absolutely according to the procedures, it does not prevent him from becoming cannon fodder for stepping on mines.
He also knew that once he collided with the anomaly inside, he would be dragged into hell and no one would be able to save him. He was literally dancing on the edge of a knife every day.
This caused him to be frightened when he heard the noise in the warehouse. He reacted in panic and fear for a while before he realized that something had run out from inside, and it seemed that there might be several living people.
When he wanted to chase him again, the person had already disappeared.
Yu Leng quickly caught up with Lu Jiamu and the old man, and led them to find a taxi, and took turns to leave the area. Fearing being followed, they drove around several times before finding an empty park with few people to stay.
Yu Leng didn't know what the situation was like inside, but seeing the three people came back safely and smoothly, and not in a very embarrassed state, he was very happy, and turned around excitedly to ask: "You guys came out so soon? I was prepared to stay there every day for a week. What's going on in there?"
The driver was also quite curious and prepared to listen to what reason could have made the official organization mobilize so many people to build such a large building.
The old man was feeling a bit upset and didn't want to talk, but after a while he heard the little bastard ask this and he started to fuss and glare again: "A week? You still want us to stay in there for a week? We'll die in half a day!
"Just because I made it out alive this time, it's enough for me to brag about for the rest of my life."
He looked at Lu Jiamu with fear, and when he saw that the other party didn't react, he began to tell about the various thrilling experiences in the ghost welfare home, and how he was almost killed along the way but was lucky enough to survive. However, due to the presence of another person involved, he didn't dare to brag too much.
At the end, he exclaimed, "There is no friendship without fighting" and "Seeing them, the knot in my heart for so many years is finally relieved."
In the mountainous area of North City, after several days of trekking, Coleman and the member of the secret organization had crossed several undulating terrains and entered the depths of the mountainous area where few people had been.
In order to expand the scope of exploration, the team member released a drone and tried to capture clues through the recovered images.
As he carefully piloted the drone across a small area of rugged terrain, he suddenly noticed a strange scene ahead.
It was a strange forest that was glowing red from the ground to the treetops. I don’t know if it was because of the unstable flight path of the drone, but the red color rose and fell as if it was breathing.
When the team members saw this scene for the first time, they thought there was a serious bug in the drone's imaging.
He frowned and tried to figure out what was going on when the drone seemed to be hit by something. It shook quickly twice and then lost the picture.
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