"Is this the promised eye-picking?!" Everyone couldn't help but think of such a sentence.

Looking at the back of Wen Liangshan's empty head, the fat man couldn't help shivering. In the past, under the background of the doctor, he often suspected that his brain seemed to be hollowed out, but from today onwards, he won't anymore, after all, the scene in front of him is too Scary.

Shi Xiaoya's stomach was hollowed out, and Wen Liangshan's brain was hollowed out. The ghosts in this mission seem to like to do such things.

"He has a chance to survive." Gao Yan sighed, and said in a regretful tone: "It's because he wasn't calm enough, it's a pity."

Everyone thought the old guy was farting.

The time is approaching, the surrounding space has begun to change, and the rain curtain is gradually thinning out. Everyone can clearly feel that all this is coming to an end.

Meng Yumian, who killed Wenliangshan, made a "huhu" sound, and stood in the rain in a red dress, her pale hands were covered with blood.

Immediately afterwards, the scene in front of them made everyone's hearts tremble violently.

Meng Yumian opened her hand, and a round eyeball appeared in the palm of her hand, mixed with some red and white, tofu brain-like sticky substance, which dripped down on the ground between her fingers.

As Meng Yumian raised her head, her long hair was blown by the wind. For the first time, everyone saw her face clearly.

It was a fragmented face, with a sunken cheekbone on the left side, a broken nose, and torn eye sockets. Jiang Cheng's first reaction was to be hit by a sharp-edged stone.

There are only two blood holes left in the eyes, and the blood is still bleeding outward, like two lines of blood and tears hanging on the face.

Meng Yumian first put the left eye into the eye socket, it was very good and fit perfectly.

Everyone knew in their hearts that this left eye was snatched back by Meng Yumian before he died, held in his hand, and belonged to him.

Immediately afterwards, Meng Yumian took her right eye, Wen Liangshan's eye, with two hands with sharp nails, and stuffed it into her empty right eye socket.

Move carefully.

It's hard to describe this scene in words. The fat man's face was pale, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back, pressing his throat so hard that he didn't vomit.

The expressions of the rest of the people were also very ugly, and everyone felt physically uncomfortable.

"Boom."

"Boom."

 …

After getting the eyes, Meng Yumian bounced away, and the stiff red figure disappeared in the direction of the equipment room, presumably returning to the mirror.

The strange tales haven't ended, but at least...they survived.

"Look!" Shen Mengyun suddenly pointed to a place.

It is the direction of the small forest, where Shen Mengyun hid not long ago.

The rain gradually stopped, and the vision also improved. Through the gaps between the leaves, they vaguely saw something there.

"It seems...it seems to be a person." The fat man opened his eyes, one big and one small, and said suddenly.

Sure enough, after everyone ran over, a pair of legs were exposed in the depression that Shen Mengyun had discovered before, and the upper body was buried in the withered yellow leaves.

After seeing the sweatpants on this person's legs and the running shoes with steel spikes on his feet, Jiang Cheng knew her identity.

Xiaolin.

That's what they were looking for, the girl trapped in the ghost story of the abandoned playground.

Shen Mengyun pushed aside the fallen leaves, revealing a calm face.

It's a girl, yes.

Huai Yi went up to help, dragged the girl out of the depression, and put it aside.

The girl is dressed in sportswear, her physique is much stronger than that of ordinary girls, her muscles are obvious, and she can see the traces of regular exercise.

Like Xiaoting who was found before, Xiaolin didn't have any scars all over her body, she was peaceful as if she was asleep, but she had stopped breathing.

"The body is still hot." Gao Yan withdrew his hand, looked at Xiaolin's body and said, "He just died, and the time of death will not exceed half an hour."

"In other words...she was still alive when we first came in." Shen Mengyun frowned.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Xiaolin, and it was strange to say that this calm face frightened them even more than Meng Yumian's.

More precisely, it should be anxiety.

Instinct told them that Xiaolin's death had nothing to do with Meng Yumian.

She looks more like suicide.

Xiaolin's two hands were placed on both sides of her body. Jiang Cheng noticed that her right hand was clenched into a fist. He walked up quickly, squatted down, and pulled up the corpse's right hand.

The fist was clenched tighter than he imagined, and he could only open it finger by finger until a blood-stained eyeball appeared in front of his eyes.

"Trough!" The fat man was taken aback, he had already cast a shadow on this round thing.

In Xiaolin's right hand, there is actually an eyeball clenched.

After Jiang Cheng pulled out his eyeballs, he pinched them with his hands, then looked at everyone as if confirming, and said calmly, "It's true."

Fatty is all bad.

Wang Qi stared at the eyeball, and said in a strange tone after a while: "It seems that this eyeball is Meng Yumian's lost right eye, but she found it unexpectedly."

"But according to the mission rules, finding the person who lost Meng Yumian's right eye can end the ghost story. Why is Xiaolin still trapped in the ghost story?" Shen Mengyun asked a very relevant question.

Huai Yi also echoed: "Yeah, it doesn't make sense."

"Hey, actually, we can think about it differently." Wang Qi stared at Xiao Lin's peaceful face, as if a certain guess in his heart had been confirmed: "Perhaps... Xiao Lin didn't want to end the strange talk. "

Because of some previous incidents, Huai Yi was always wary of this man, he frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Xiaolin can only survive if she stays in the ghost story. If the ghost story disappears or leaves the world created by the ghost story, then she will die." Jiang Cheng stood up and looked at Wang Qi.

His face gradually pulled up, and Wang Qi's smile turned out to be a bit ferocious.

"You...what are you talking about?" Fatty looked at the doctor and Wang Qi, and felt that the Riddler was the most annoying thing.

"Let's go, you won't be able to get out if you're late!" The fat man casually glanced at the time on the phone, and his anxious voice changed.

But in the next second~lightnovelpub.net~ he found that everyone was looking at him with strange eyes.

There is a trace of pity in the tenderness, he seems to have seen similar eyes somewhere, it seems to be in a special public welfare column caring for mentally handicapped children.

He watched the doctor sigh, then picked up the eyeball, and...then without seeing what he did, the rain in the world in front of him stopped instantly.

The strangeness of the other world also completely disappeared, and various subtle sounds began to appear around, the rustling of fallen leaves in the wind, and occasionally a few strange calls of unknown birds.

They were standing in a small forest, the leaves were almost gone, and not far away was the abandoned playground, which looked ordinary.

There was a shallow pit in front of her, and Xiaolin's body was gone.

Fatty suddenly noticed that everyone tilted their heads and stared at him expectantly, as if he was sure that he would exclaim next, or sigh how amazing it was.

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