Over there, Chu Xiaoqin began to ask loudly: "Yun Shu? Are you really okay?"
"fine!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Lu Mingzhu started screaming again.
"What is it! Ahhhhh it's behind you!"
They all shouted back, and Chu Xiaoqin had no time to care about this.
Yun Shu held the remaining spout of the wine bottle, leaning against the wooden frame, staring straight at the rope that was dangling and then gradually stopped.
After staying in the dark for a long time, her eyes would adapt. She could barely see what it was by squinting slightly.
It was a smashed head with only half of it left.
She stuck the wine bottle on the rope and swiped it down hard, completely breaking the thing and falling down. Then she took a step forward and kicked it with her toes.
Sure enough, it's not true.
She closed her eyes and exhaled slowly, then fumbled with the sharp end of the broken wine bottle and poked each lump twice again to make sure there was nothing else before she felt relieved.
When she came back, she paused, as if she had stepped on a thick piece of paper.
It can't be such a coincidence, right?
The sweet and sticky wine spilled on the ground, and she knelt down and touched the wetness on her hand.
In the dark, there is no difference between wine and blood, they are both disgusting to touch.
Yun Shu endured the discomfort and touched it twice before touching the card soaked in wine.
It's square and square, with sharp edges. Although the words on it can't be seen clearly, you can basically confirm that it is a bonus card.
It should have floated down from that ghost's head.
It’s true that the more passive you are, the luckier you will be.
After finding a card that guaranteed that she would not be eliminated, she simply sat on a dry place nearby and did not plan to move again.
The shouts of Lu Mingzhu and Chu Xiaoqin were still echoing in the basement. By listening to their voices, I could tell they were running from the left to the right.
Like a rat that stepped on a landmine, it flew around and was blown up again.
She suddenly felt that this metaphor was a bit funny. A bunch of tattered ghost heads lying beside it was not so scary anymore.
The wooden frame shook a little, and the wine bottles clinked together again. She casually took out a bottle.
My sweaty palms rested against the cold bottle, which felt very comfortable.
She looked around again. The light here was so dark that she couldn't see the people clearly. Can those "eyes" see their movements clearly?
How do those people judge whether all five cards have been found? Also, why are there five cards?
Once suspicion arises, every trace will be questioned.
The shouting from behind continued. She calmed down and shouted to them in a loud voice: "Lu Mingzhu! Did you touch the fallen ghost head? Check if there is a card on the head!"
Lu Mingzhu shouted as if she was trying to put out a fire with her throat. Her brain was starved of oxygen and she couldn't hear her words clearly.
Or Chu Xiaoqin asked: "Yunshu, what did you say? Have you found the bonus card?"
Lu Mingzhu: "What card?!"
Yun Shu: "...The bonus card may be in that ghost's head!"
Lu Mingzhu: "What ghost head?! We didn't see the ghost head! That, that means there are still ghosts! Ahhh!"
Yun Shu: "..."
She fell silent, but Lu Mingzhu seemed to have found a way to temporarily suppress his fear and took the initiative to talk to her.
Still shouting from a long distance away.
"Yunshu! Talk! Have you seen a ghost? Come and find us!"
"What are you doing here? Bringing ghosts to make you drink?" she replied angrily.
Lu Mingzhu: "There is no strength in numbers... Ah! Chu Xiaoqin! Your head!"
Head? Head lost?
Yun Shu was startled, immediately got up in the dark, and asked over there: "Lu Mingzhu? What's wrong with Chu Xiaoqin?"
"There's something exactly like his head!"
"..." She was startled, but this situation should pass. Her ears were about to be deafened. "You guys stop there and don't move. I'll come over. Lu Mingzhu, please say a few more words so that I can identify the direction."
"Well, then I said it."
After a pause, she began to babble.
"Actually, I'm much prettier than Yunshu. I used to be a flower in every corner of the country. My mother said that I'm the prettiest among the five generations of our family. Can viewers of the show vote for me?"
Chu Xiaoqin, who was stuck on the wooden frame and was so frightened that he couldn't recover for a long time: "..."
Yun Shu: "..."
What a fresh, refined and unpretentious way of canvassing votes.
Yun Shu followed the place where the sound came from and groped step by step, stepping hard so that they could hear her approach.
After finally getting closer, the prop that had been triggered by them before was blocked in front of her.
It was another hanging thing, and she almost hit it before she realized it. The terrifying feeling of a hanging man face to face made her feel like the hairs on her face were standing up.
She immediately took a step back, took a deep breath, weighed the wine bottle in her hand, and slammed it again.
Just like hitting a hanging ball, the long-tongued hanger was knocked far away and then swung back, his head splitting halfway.
As soon as Lu Mingzhu heard the banging sound, she turned around, but couldn't see it, so she could only call out to Yun Shu louder.
"Did you do it? What was it?"
"ghost."
"What did you do to the ghost?"
"It's okay. If you like it, I can help you put its head back together."
"..." Lu Mingzhu trembled and held back her words.
When Yun Shu walked next to them, she felt a heating body next to her and touched it.
"Chu Xiaoqin?"
Chu Xiaoqin shrank for a moment before answering slowly: "It's me. There is someone on my right..."
"Bang!"
Before the words could be understood, the head that looked very similar to him was hammered to pieces.
Chu Xiaoqin tried his best to watch this scene with his eyes wide open, shuddered, and felt a dull pain in his head.
Lu Mingzhu shouted in response, and then watched helplessly as the swinging head was hit again, and the entire prop fell to the ground in pieces, while Yun Shu squatted down and touched it.
In her opinion, this behavior is no different from searching for food in a mass grave.
"What are you touching? Yes, there is blood..."
"It's wine," Yun Shu glanced at her, "Is your nose just a decoration?"
Lu Mingzhu was silent for two seconds, and then she managed to say: "Why did you say 'ye'?"
"Guess. Squat down and find the card."
She gave the order and stood up on her own without any extra effort.
She threw away the broken wine bottle in her hand, listened to the noise for a while, and fumbled to get another bottle of wine from the wooden shelf.
"Do you find a card? If not, keep looking."
Lu Mingzhu: "How to find it?"
"Most of the cards are in those scary things, so just smash them and find them."
Lu Mingzhu swallowed.
It was really strange to say such things with such an innocent face. She always felt that the wine bottle would hit her head one day.
The two of them endured fear and touched for a while, but couldn't find any extra score cards, so they had to continue looking.
Yun Shu took the lead and kept her word. When she saw a fallen head, she took out a bottle of wine and smashed it over, causing endless cracking sounds.
…
Ning Siyun looked at the ruthless bottle-slinger on the screen, his eyebrows twitching, and he turned to look at his assistant.
"Of those wines, the cheapest one is only 20,000 bottles."
assistant:"……"
How did he know that Yun Shu would come up with such a method!