The voting results are out, the elite man No. 1 and the sloppy uncle No. 6 voted for the man with glasses No. 7, while the little boy No. 2, the man with glasses No. 7 and the short-haired woman No. 8 voted for the sloppy uncle No. 6, three to two.

Number 6 was eliminated in one round.

"You... you..."

The sloppy uncle No. 6 was stunned for a moment, then he angrily jumped onto the dining table and rushed directly towards the little boy No. 2 sitting opposite.

"You little bastard, even if I die, I will drag you to be buried with me!"

Just as he rushed to the middle of the dining table, the ceiling fan light directly above the dining table suddenly spun rapidly, and at the same time the entire lamp fell from the ceiling, and the fan blades directly cut off most of his head.

The body of the sloppy uncle No. 6 fell on the dining table, and the fan blades scattered the mixture of blood and brains everywhere. The restaurant was even more terrifying than the murder scene.

The long-haired girl No. 4 and the short-haired girl No. 8 vomited out the dinner they had just eaten. Mo Shouchen's stomach was churning for a while, and he retched several times before he suppressed the vomiting.

In contrast, the elite man No. 1 and the youngest boy No. 2 acted very calmly, and the man with glasses No. 7, who had always been very cowardly, did not react at all, which made Mo Shouchen feel a little ashamed.

Because the scene was a mess, Mo Shouchen and the glasses man No. 7 took the body into the bathroom on the first floor as agreed, and everyone started to clean up the mess together. However, the culprit, the little boy No. 2, used the excuse that he was underage to go back to the room to sleep.

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After cleaning up the restaurant, it was already past eleven o'clock. Mo Shouchen went back to the room and took a shower. Then he washed the blood-stained clothes and cooled them before lying on the bed and waiting for midnight.

At the same time, in another room.

The short-haired girl No. 8 put on the new clothes she brought, and then threw the blood-stained clothes into the trash can. At this moment, the lights in the room suddenly flickered a few times, and then went out. The entire room

Only the dim night light at the bathroom door remained.

After discovering the abnormality, the short-haired woman No. 8 quickly retreated to the corner, and then took out a yellow talisman from her pocket. This was the reward she drew in the previous script. It can drive away evil spirits and is an absolute life-saving artifact.

The short-haired girl No. 8 carefully paid attention to every corner of the room. At this time, she saw that the clothes she had just thrown into the trash can were rising up, as if someone was wearing them.

Suddenly, bloody clothes floated straight over. Although the short-haired girl No. 8 was frightened, she still reminded herself to stay calm. She saw the right moment and stepped forward to stick the talisman on the chest of the clothes. Only the talisman was visible.

There was a puff of green smoke, and then the clothes fell to the ground as if they had lost their support.

The chandelier in the room turned on again, and the short-haired girl No. 8 breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the crisis had been resolved.

But just when she relaxed her vigilance, she suddenly felt her ankle tighten. When she looked down, she saw a hand reaching out from under the bed and grabbing her ankle, and at the same time, a scary face came out from under the bed and pointed at her.

laugh.

"You guessed wrong!"

"ah……"

The short-haired woman No. 8 screamed and was pulled under the bed, and then the room returned to silence, as if nothing had happened.

…

It was not until 1 o'clock in the morning that Mo Shouchen finally felt relieved. It seemed that the undead had changed its target tonight.

He turned on the TV and tuned to a specific channel. After the white snowflakes flickered for a few times, the sloppy Uncle No. 6 with only half his head left appeared on the screen.

Fortunately, the fan leaf did not cut off the entire head of the sloppy uncle No. 6 and left him a mouth. Otherwise, he would not have been able to answer whether he was an undead.

Mo Shouchen asked: "No. 6, are you an undead?"

"I am not an undead! I am not an undead!"

The sloppy uncle No. 6 repeated the same words over and over again, but because there was only one mouth left, you couldn't see the change in his expression, but you could still feel his anger and unwillingness from the increasingly high tone of his voice.

Mo Shouchen still felt a little guilty in his heart. After all, he also voted for the sloppy uncle No. 6, but the final analysis of the little boy No. 2 did make sense, and the sloppy uncle No. 6 did not seize the last opportunity to save himself.

Instead of trying to defend himself, he attacked the little boy No. 2, which is why he gave people a feeling of being angry and frustrated.

"I'm going to kill No. 2! I'm going to kill No. 2!" The sloppy uncle No. 6 suddenly roared and slammed his head against the screen, and then the TV automatically turned off.

…

On the third day, no one cooked dinner, because last night the undead chose short-haired girl No. 8. It seemed that the remaining two days would have to include convenience food.

Before the vote, Elite Man No. 1 did not say a few opening remarks like he did two days ago, but said directly: "I will speak first today. I checked No. 2 last night. He is not an undead. If the spiritualist is still alive, I will

I hope you can stand up and tell everyone who No. 6 is, so that you can prove my innocence. I’m done.”

The little boy No. 2 looked at the elite man No. 1 and smiled, and said: "I dare not accept the identity of a good person you gave me. You and No. 7 both jumped to the fortune telling, but the undead left you alone and went to kill you instead.

No. 8, this is too strange. Now I want to hear what No. 7 has to say. If neither of you can give a reasonable explanation, then I think both of you can be eliminated."

Mo Shouchen also felt that what the little boy No. 2 said was reasonable. The fortune teller was the greatest threat to the undead. Since he jumped out, the undead could not help but kill him. However, the two fortune tellers who jumped out were still alive. This was really unreasonable.

.

"I agree with what kid No. 2 said, yes!"

Little boy No. 2 glanced at Mo Shouchen, rubbed his nose, and said with some dissatisfaction: "The person who called me kid last time was eaten by a ghost."

Well……

Are all children today so arrogant?

Mo Shouchen really wanted to touch the head of little boy No. 2, and then say to him kindly, "Kid, call me daddy."

However, this little boy showed a composure and calmness that was inconsistent with his age from the beginning, which seemed very extraordinary, so Mo Shouchen thought it was better to forget it, why bother with a child.

Next, it was the long-haired woman No. 4's turn to speak. She shrugged and said, "I don't know who to believe now. Let me think about it again and pass it first."

It was the turn of the man with glasses No. 7. He still whispered in a low voice: "The one I checked last night was also No. 2. He is indeed not undead. I will vote for No. 1 this time."

At this point, the man with glasses No. 7 still couldn't muster up the courage to defend himself. Mo Shouchen felt that even if he was really a fortune teller, he would probably be in trouble after this round of voting.

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