"My name is Li," the middle-aged woman said.

Tang Junjun asked tentatively: "Then we call you Sister Li?"

The middle-aged woman lifted her hair and said, "Okay, I can accept it."

The corners of the players' mouths twitched.

Little did she know that her posture was like a bustard in the night market in everyone's eyes, and she didn't even know it.

"Gluck~"

Suddenly a childish voice dissipated in the wind.

"Your names are so funny~"

The children's voice is illusory and misty, as if it melts into the wind and flows through the air, flooding into the players' ears from all directions.

Everyone was on alert immediately.

But the childish voice did not ring again, and the breeze blew, bringing a chill.

Nangongnan looked up slightly and looked to the left. The "creak" sound rang again.

The middle-aged woman took a deep breath, she broke a thick branch at some point and held it in her hand.

Bend slightly and make defensive movements.

Everyone's gaze searched around for a while, but no abnormality was found, and the tight nerves gradually relaxed.

Qin Yi, wearing black-rimmed glasses, said, "Go, let's follow the voice and take a look."

Although the child's voice did not ring again, everyone could not be completely relieved if he did not find out at this moment.

A group of people deviated from the direction of the arrow and stepped on the more messy grass.

Nangong Nan turned his eyes and looked behind him. The thick black arrow was very obvious among the weed branches and leaves. All the way forward, there was no turning in sight.

As the footsteps drifted away, the arrow was blocked behind the long grass.

Nangongnan suddenly felt a strange feeling, his head was sultry and uncomfortable, and his legs were empty.

It seems to have walked from the road of the yang to the road of the underworld, repelling the living, and feel uncomfortable.

She looked at other people, they didn't seem to be in physical condition, and their expressions were naturally normal.

The middle-aged woman even put away the branches of self-defense, walking with her head high.

Head dizzy for a while, Nangong Nan pressed his forehead abruptly.

After a long while, the dizziness passed.

"Are you OK?"

She raised her eyes, Tang Junjun was walking in front of her.

"My head is a little dizzy, do you feel something is wrong with this place?"

Tang Junjun smiled and said, "It's just because something is wrong, so we have to go take a look."

"What about your body, do you feel uncomfortable in your head, and have your legs floated and other symptoms?"

Tang Junjun said: "This is not true. I don't feel anything at all. You are not a wasteland that can't stand the depression of the cold, so you have physical resistance?"

Nangongnan casually prevaricates: "Maybe."

Tang Junjun is a little worried: "Did you not encounter this kind of environment in your previous game? There must be a lot of wasteland of this kind after that, what should you do then?"

"It's okay, I'm quite adaptable, just get used to it."

"That's good."

Nangongnan's eyes narrowed slightly.

Therefore, she is really affected by this place alone.

why?

Is it because she was at the end?

She looked behind her, and the messy grass was stepped out of a long walkway by the players.

It seemed that he had printed his traces on the grass, and there was a sense of panic being marked.

Nangongnan once again looked at the players walking in front, and a deep thought passed through his eyes.

"Look!"

Chen Chen, a young man wearing a dark black forehead, exclaimed.

Everyone, there is a rusty and tattered swing in the long grass and luxuriant book.

The "creak" they heard came from the swing.

"There is no hair dryer now." Xiao Hui whispered.

"So, the swing has no wind automatically?"

As soon as their voices fell, a gust of wind blew on their faces, and the blowing branches and leaves swayed wildly, bewildering people.

A burst of crisp and tender laughter came from the front, "Gluck~ Push hard, push up a little~"

"Gluck, it's so fun~"

The strong wind blew, and the child's voice came into his ears.

In front of the empty swing, there were two children, one sitting on the swing and the other standing and pushing behind.

"I go!"

Chen Chen and Zhang Huan took a step back subconsciously, showing fear on their faces.

Ann in the suit was also a little worried and didn't go any further.

The middle-aged woman shook her hands and said: "The broken swing in the grass, the inexplicable children on the swing, what does this mean? It means that they are not human."

Everyone was listening to her words, and there was a chill in the back.

At this moment, the two children turned their heads.

Black black eyes, bluish white face, and big blood-red mouth cracked to the roots of the ears.

The players screamed in fright and backed back again and again, because they were so flustered that they stepped on other people's feet.

Even if they are already experienced players, but seeing this kind of horror scene with their own eyes, they are still involuntarily scared.

Since ancient times, people have kept away from ghosts.

No matter how bold people see this picture with their own eyes, it is hard to keep cold sweat.

In the next instant, their faces returned to normal children's faces.

The child pushing the swing tilted his head and asked cutely, "Are you coming to play?"

The players shook their heads quickly. Who wants to swing with the ghosts? Do you think your heart is resistant?

"Come on~ The swing is fun~"

The child who was sitting in the autumn stepped on the ground and stopped, "The swing was tied by my father. It is very strong. My mother often sits on it and plays."

The middle-aged woman whispered: "Let's go back the same way, these two little guys are absolutely uneasy and kind."

"Grandma, do you think we are bad kids?"

Obviously her voice was very small, but it happened to be heard by the two children beside the swing.

The middle-aged woman got a cold back and quickly said to please: "No no, you are so cute, how can you be a bad child? It's too late for grandma to hurt you, ha ha."

"Grandma is so kind, come and play on the swing with us, you sit on it, and my sister and I push."

"No, no."

The middle-aged woman waved her hand quickly, "I'm old and dizzy on the swing, let the young man play with you."

Players: "..."

When you called your aunt, you disliked others calling you old, and when you were in danger, you said that you were too old. Why are you so cunning?

Also know to push other people out? Ha ha!

The child really turned his attention to other people and said in a lovely tone: "Then who of you will play with me."

Qin Yi said gently: "We are afraid of heights and can't play on the swing."

As she spoke, she gestured to the people behind to leave quickly.

As a result, they were stopped by a gust of wind before they took a few steps.

"No!"

The child's attitude becomes tough, just like a bear child who loses his temper with his parents, "You must play with me. You can't go unless you play with me."

When the players heard it, their faces changed.

"What should I do now? I have rewards, but I can't use them up at the beginning of the game."

"Yes, my reward is a one-off. Although it is very lethal, it is used up once, what should I do afterwards?"