"I thought of another possibility, do you see if there is any trouble?"

"Um."

"Sakiko, you will crawl out of the TV at that time, right? If I turn off the TV at this time, or throw it away, facing the wall, will you have no choice?"

"have."

"That's how..." Mu Su thought about it, and then couldn't wait to ask again: "I still have a question. I must have been asking for my own fault when I watch the video tape. Since it is the seventh day that you said, Zhenzhen, did you count from the seven days after I watched the video tape, or from when you called?"

"After reading it."

"That is to say, on the seventh day after I watched the videotape, you will come to kill me, right?"

"right."

Mu Su frowned: "But I watched the video tape around 23:50. It is theoretically true that you come to me to play at 23:50 in seven days... It's just reasonable, you can't come ten minutes late, or say ten minutes to me after you come."

"no way."

Mu Suteng suddenly shouted, "I have lived one day short, and you told me that there is nothing I can do about it!"

“You choose the time you watch the videotape.”

"Why are you..." Mu Su was furious, and then he softened his mind again: "...How come he is so knowledgeable and eloquent."

"Oh thank you."

"Then I'll see you there." Mu Su was so angry that he was itchy, but he had to say it nicely.

"good."

...

On the other side, my wife Yuno leaned against the kitchen door and looked at Mu Su in the living room with her chest in her arms.

"Who is he talking to?" she asked Tooe, who was busy in the kitchen.

"Resentful Spirit." Fu Jiang replied without raising his head.

"Resentment...resentment?" My wife Yuno was stunned for a moment.

"That's what Mu Sujun said."

On the surface, the two get along quite harmoniously. As for whether they are jealous in secret, they are even trying to kill them. It is unknown.

My wife Yuno's pink eyes took her with her and looked at Mu Su in the living room again.

"Do you like to watch Sun Yat-sen, the North Leg? I think it's better to sequel to Drunk Fist Kennedy. The ending of Drunk Fist Kennedy is more dramatic and more realistic. After all, tragedy can be remembered more."

Before they knew it, more than ten minutes passed, and then the two girls in the kitchen heard a sound that made them very uncomfortable.

"You live at the bottom of the well? The bottom of the well is so wet. How can you rest well? It's easy to get sick. You must have joint pain when you keep crawling around... Well? Are you going to work hard? Okay... But kiss me and let you go. Don't be shy. Come on, be good~" Mu Su put his face on the microphone and moved away happily: "This is almost the same... Well, go and go."

"Hu" Mu Su exhale and rubbed his face with a stiff smile.

I can meet Sadako the day after tomorrow, and I feel a little excited when I think about it. Of course, it would be even better if I don’t kill myself after meeting.

As time passed, Mu Su spent the sixth day of relatively calm.

In a blink of an eye, the seventh day came.

The last day, and the most dangerous day.

Sadako and Kayako. The two most notorious evil spirits in the history of horror will be dispatched.

For some reason, Jia Yazi did not appear after being stuffed into the closet by Mu Su. But she would definitely come to kill her on the last day. Once her body appeared, Mu Su had no chance to escape.

For Sadako, with the current relationship maintained by Mu Su and Sadako, the latter may not really take action, and even help Mu Su.

The premise is that Mu Su can maintain a stable state and not commit suicide.

But Mu Su couldn't not stop committing suicide.

This is the problem with the famous gay paradox. It is impossible for two gays to poke each other at the same time.

【Main Task Update】

The school festival after seven days alive, current progress (7/7)

At 8 o'clock the next day, Mu Su woke up on time.

There is no class today and nothing to do in the morning. Just go to school to attend the school festival in the afternoon. The school festival starts after dark at 8:00 pm and ends at midnight.

There may be many people dead by then. Otherwise, one of the side missions: keeping the death toll within 5 people will be meaningless.

My wife Yuno went to the school to help early.

Mu Suxiang sat in the living room all morning without any trouble.

It is calm and even a bit boring. Perhaps it is heralding the peace before the storm.

The clocks on the living room walls moved forward one after another. In the deadly living room, the sound was extremely clear, and it sounded again and again, as if it wanted to attract all the minds.

Dangdangdangdang...

The explosion can make anyone jump.

The minute hand and the second hand coincided, and it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

Perhaps feeling the atmosphere was a little dead and cold, Mu Su turned on the TV and started SpongeBob SquarePants.

Along with the TV sound, there are also phone ringing.

Mu Su was stunned for a moment and hurriedly went to pick him up.

"Guess who I am, guess you right"

Sadako's brisk voice came from the opposite side.

Mu Su looked reluctant to speak but stopped, as if he was engaging in intense psychological activities. Finally, he closed his eyes silently as if he was determined. When he opened his eyes again, his emotions had faded away, and he left no room for mockery: "Sashiko, why do you look like a mentally retarded?"

"You'll die!"

The sharp scream forced Mu Su to take the phone away.

"I was flirting with a few words and let go of the dignity of evil spirits. Do you have some professional ethics? You are still famous in the horror industry. Look at your appearance in the spring, how could you look like Sadako who is terrified by people!"

Resentment is suppressed in silence.

"What? Are you not convinced? Look at the other person, Jia Yazi, you don't miss any opportunity in the bathroom, bedroom, quilt at the school, and insist on killing me for 100 years without wavering. What is an industry benchmark!"

With Mu Su's unremitting efforts, Sadako was finally angry. Her tentacle-like black hair came out of the microphone.

Mu Su shouted loudly, stepped on the sofa and stared at the phone: "What, now can't even guarantee your seven-day vow! You're going to do it now!"

"Seven days later..." The intermittent roar of resentment suddenly sounded, and the long hair receded like a tide, and the other end of the phone turned into a series of busy tones.

Mu Su suddenly sighed, hung up the phone as if he was aged for decades, and his body collapsed on the sofa.

He murmured to himself: "Why don't I want to be with you, but... you are the most famous and successful terrifying character in film history. I can't just let you abandon all your achievements and turn to take care of your husband and children, become an ordinary family, and live a dull life... You are Sadako..."

Miss Fujiang, who witnessed the whole process in front of the guardrail on the second floor, thought to herself: What the hell is he doing?

Then a brief statement: Mu Su is sick.

Sitting on the sofa again, he complained for a while, but Fujiang repeatedly urged him but failed, so he had to leave first.

Shortly after Fujiang left, Mu Su picked up his backpack and stuffed some raw meat fruits in the refrigerator, hid it in an absolutely secret place, and turned around and left.

Leaving is a farewell forever.
Chapter completed!