Chapter 322 Knock

“Pah!”

An arm was placed on the fat man’s shoulder. The fat man with the paper head wanted to look down at the other person’s hand, but he couldn’t see it at all because of his limited vision.

Then, the fat man felt someone climbing onto his back.

Although he had prepared himself mentally, he still trembled instinctively when this happened. The face under the paper head was already pale with fear.

The person who climbed onto his back was very light, too light. He estimated that maybe it was less than 80 kilograms.

It should be the bride.

After a brief hesitation, the fat man mustered up his courage and began to carry the bride on his back. He now had only one plan, hurry up, and hurry up. As long as he handed the bride to the next person, then he would be safe.

As for who the next unlucky person was, he couldn’t care.

As long as it wasn’t the doctor, he loved whoever he wanted.

Thinking of this, the fat man held back a force in his heart and moved faster.

In order to get to the next person as quickly as possible, he tried to walk close to the lake, but he didn't dare to get too close, and he always kept a distance of nearly 5 meters from the lake.

The lake was still shrouded in fog, white and misty, as if there were some monsters hiding there. The fat man only took a look and then looked away, never looking at the lake again.

The only thing that made him feel at ease was that the bride behind him was very quiet, seemed to have no interest in him, and did not make any excessive moves towards him along the way.

The fat man was so excited that tears were about to fall. For the first time, he felt that it was good not to be liked by women.

At the same time, he couldn't help but worry about the doctor again.

As he was thinking, the fat man's feet made a "splash".

Then, he immediately came to his senses, lowered his head slightly, and found that he had stepped into the water without knowing when. He was now standing in the lake, and the water had submerged his ankles.

This discovery startled him. He had been walking very carefully all the way, deliberately staying away from the lake. How could it be that

He subconsciously looked at the lake, and the next second, his sight seemed to have been hit hard, and it was instantly stretched into a crack.

Through the reflection of the lake, he saw the bride behind him covered with a red veil, her neck was almost twice as long as that of an ordinary person, and it was twisted strangely, her waist was bent backwards, and the arc was so large that it was almost broken.

At the same time, a series of strange sounds rang in his ears.

"Knock knock"

It was as if someone opened his mouth and kept knocking back and forth with his upper and lower rows of teeth.

The picture he imagined this time scared the fat man so much that his soul flew out. He turned his body and subconsciously wanted to throw the things behind him into the lake.

But in the end, he held back.

Not to mention that this violated the rules, just looking at the ghost's appearance, it was a water ghost that didn't run away, and he was standing in the lake now. I'm afraid that if the ghost entered the water, he would have no way out.

Although he was only a few steps away from the shore, a human could never outrun a ghost.

He took a deep breath, withstood the huge pressure, and slowly left the lake, then continued to walk in the previous direction, faster and faster.

He began to feel a tingling sensation on his neck, as if the ends of his hair had been brushed across it, and a wet, rough, textured strip slowly brushed across his neck.

It was wet, rough, and had an inexplicable stickiness.

The fat man almost immediately realized what it was.

Tongue.

The ghost on his back was licking itself with its tongue!

He had goose bumps all over his body, and now the chattering of his teeth was louder than the thing behind him. If he hadn't had a branch in his mouth, it would have been even more exaggerated.

Just when the fat man was about to give up, he finally saw someone, not far ahead, and he rushed up at almost the speed of a 100-meter sprint.

"Pa!"

The fat man excitedly slapped the other man's shoulder. It was unclear whether the force was too strong or too sudden, but the man's legs softened and he almost knelt down.

Staring at the red costume on the other man that was almost bursting and trembling, the fat man thought that it must be Brother Youqi who was not going to run away.

After all, he was the only one in this book who had a physique comparable to his.

The guy behind him was obedient. After arriving at the place, he didn't need the fat man to coax him, and he went down obediently, and then climbed directly onto Youqi's back.

The fat man followed the rules of the game obediently, and never looked at what he shouldn't look at. He closed his eyes and waited until the footsteps went away before he opened them. At this time, there was no one nearby.

"Hu——"

The fat man breathed a sigh of relief. Now, he was waiting for the drum to evacuate.

I hope he looks at the boundless night nearby and swallows his saliva. The doctor is fine.

"Pah."

"Pah."

"Pah."

After the brisk footsteps, there was a series of treading water sounds. Zuo Jing raised her slightly stiff neck and glanced at the water surface beside her.

In the reflection, the guy behind her became more and more dishonest.

In just over ten minutes, she had changed several postures. One time, Zuo Jing even thought she would bite herself.

But her psychological quality and control of the situation were beyond the reach of the fat man.

She had her own understanding of this wedding scene.

The most important thing in this scene is time.

If she were to make an analogy, then this scene would be similar to the explosives game used by the army to train soldiers' courage.

A group of soldiers stood in a circle and passed a piece of explosives with a lit fuse. Only when it was about to explode could the last soldier throw the explosives out.

And the ghost on her back was the explosives that were passed on.

The explosives would definitely explode, and one of them would definitely die. All she needed to do was to make sure that the explosives would not explode in her hands.

It would be even better if it could explode in that person's hands. A face that was obviously handsome but often acted like a rogue appeared in her mind.

Everyone who had a relationship with Crimson deserved to die.

Her father, who loved her the most, died at the hands of these hateful people!

As if recalling the most painful page in her memory, veins appeared on Zuo Jing's forehead. She quickened her pace and prepared to rush to the next meeting point as soon as possible.

After the long-lost drum sound finally sounded, the scattered players returned to the wing rooms one after another.

The one in Jiangcheng.

The fat man hurriedly ran into the door, and when he saw the doctor sitting at the table and drinking water slowly, he let go of his heart.

Although the doctor was very cunning and the probability of something going wrong was very small, he was spotted by Butler Zhou after all. The fact that he didn't see that Master Liao Zhi was a ghost made the fat man understand that the doctor was only a human, not a god, and he could also be careless.

Half an hour after the drums ended, the players all returned to the wing room, except

"Where's Zuo Jing?" Xia Meng looked outside the empty door and frowned and asked, "Why didn't she come back?"

An Xuan's face was very ugly. After realizing that Zuo Jing didn't come back, he reacted very decisively. He immediately walked out the door and walked to the next door. After a moment, he came back again.

After a pause, he said, "The woman in the painting is gone."