Chapter 393: The Game of Courage 4

Little monster: "Did you hear clearly, dear player."

Bailixin still remembered the rules of the game, and did not stop when he received the sketchbook, but slowed down a little, and continued walking, "How do I know when the game is over?"

Little monster: "When a corner is free, the game is over. They are wayward ghosts. When they lose interest in playing, ghosts will choose to leave. As for when they will lose interest, hee hee Hee, hee hee, I don’t know, but they won’t leave within five cycles, after all, it’s been a long, long time since anyone has appeared to play games with them.”

"At present, it seems that they are very interested in the content of the live broadcast, and they will not leave until the live broadcast ends."

Bai Lixin could already see the figure of the ghost in front of him, he said "oh" and continued to refine the rules of the game: "You said that you only need to draw the details, such as long hair is easy to draw, and the details of facial features ? If there are two eyes, one nose and one mouth, can I just draw two circles to represent the eyes?"

Little monster: "The details are the descriptions that can distinguish them at a glance. You can draw the eyes and nose differently, but some very striking places need to be drawn. For example, if there are obvious scars on its face, you need to draw Come out."

"For the sake of this is the first game, let me give you another hint, hehehe, the ghost in front of you should be easy to get the details, right? You can see the figure at a glance, and it doesn't matter if you can't see the face clearly. Don’t you have hands? Touch it, and you’ll know after touching it? Hehehe, as long as you dare to stretch out your hand, this is a game of courage, if you are brave enough, you will succeed.”

"You, who are you talking to?!" Da Zhuang's flustered voice suddenly came from a distance, "Hey, people are scary, scaring to death, don't scare me."

He paused, then asked uncertainly: "Were you talking just now, Bailixin?"

"yes."

"no."

Bai Lixin was stunned.

Just when I said "yes" just now, another voice with exactly the same sensuality as myself sounded at the same time.

The ghost had just imitated the redhead's voice, and now it was imitating its own.

If this is the case, it will be difficult to obtain information about the appearance of ghosts through other people. First of all, it will be difficult to get a response to your own information output.

The story of "Wolf is coming" is familiar, isn't it because the shepherd boy has been lying and caused a crisis of trust in the villagers? Same thing now.

If ghosts keep imitating their voices, Da Zhuang will first dare not respond because of a crisis of trust.

Sure enough, Da Zhuang yelled suddenly in the darkness, "Damn it, it's coming again! Have you started imitating Baili Xin's voice again this time?"

Bai Lixin pursed her lips and stopped talking.

The little monster's cheerful and noisy laughter came from the ear, "Hee hee, hee hee, these ghosts are very smart, lucky player, I am looking forward to your wonderful performance."

Bai Lixin: "..."

Lucky?

It's so harsh.

Bai Lixin finally walked behind the ghost. At this time, Bai Lixin came to the camera of the mobile phone again, and appeared in the camera at the same time as the ghost.

This time, Bailixin was not in a hurry to relay, but shifted his gaze to the phone screen.

The power consumption of the mobile phone is very fast when the live broadcast is turned on. It was still 80% of the power just now, and now it is only 40%. From just now to now, it has gone through 13 cycles. In theory, he still has 13 cycles of time gates to find clues .

But in fact, mobile phones generally have a commonality, that is, as the power decreases, the power consumption of mobile phones will accelerate.

The last 40 may only have two-thirds of the endurance of the front.

This is still a conservative estimate. If calculated according to this conservative estimate, he only has eight more cycles to use.

Barrage also

Flying by, Bai Lixin took a quick glance at the barrage.

[Family, I think something is not quite right. This doesn't seem to be acting. If it was acting, then the acting skills are too realistic. 】

[I also feel this way, I am already paralyzed by fright. If it's a melodrama, it's a bit too much, Da Zhuang, I've got enough rewards for tonight, you should be over now. But if this is not a sitcom but real, is it really haunted? 】

[Da Zhuang should still be in another corner right now, and can't see our barrage. But what happened to the girl's scream and his roar just now? In the end what happened? 】

[It sounds like Mr. Mouse has disappeared, and a new ghost has taken Mr. Mouse's place. 】

[Fuck, is this script endless? 】

[All the evils are scattered! Prosperity, democracy, civilization and harmony! All the evils are gone! 】

Bai Lixin glanced at ten lines, and after a glimpse on the bullet screen, he refocused on the ghost in front of him.

It has been repeated too many times before, and he has already memorized the shape of the ghost's back. Just like the little monster said, the ghost in front of him is not difficult, but the one behind him is more difficult.

Bai Lixin was silent for two seconds, then slowly raised his hand, and turned his eyes to the barrage again.

When the audience at the door of the live broadcast room saw Baili Xin's actions, the scrolling speed of the barrage accelerated again.

[Gah, handsome guy, what are you doing? Are you touching Guixian's face? 】

[Is he too courageous? But he dared to touch ghosts

Face, is this an indirect proof that ghosts and immortals are actually people in disguise? If it was a real ghost, how could he be so bold? 】

【Wow, he lifted Guixian's hair. Let me see what a ghost fairy looks like. 】

Bai Lixin had already brushed away the ghost's hair near the camera, and exposed half of its face while touching the ghost's skin with its fingertips.

The coldness immediately bit Bailixin's fingertips like maggots, and quickly climbed up the rock along the fingertips towards the fingers, the back of the hand, and the arms.

In addition to the cold touch, he also felt a slightly rough hard touch.

Kind of like him petting a corpse in a morgue.

Because of the angle of the camera, even through the camera, he can only see the ghost's exposed ears and a small area of ​​the cheek and chin. The ears are no different from normal humans. The cheeks are pale and sunken, and the chin is thin. Almost skin over bone.

Bai Lixin didn't get too many details of the picture in the door of the live broadcast room, so he once again turned his gaze to the front of him.

While moving his fingertips to describe the facial features of the ghost, he thoughtfully looked at the ghost in front of him.

With the movement of his fingertips, gradually, a puzzled expression appeared in his eyes.

In the end, he slowly withdrew his hand and patted the ghost on the shoulder, pushing it out.

The ghost, which had been frozen in place, moved again, still in that rigid movement.

Stand on tiptoe and slide on the ground without bending your legs.

Bai Lixin stopped in place, staring intently at the sketching paper in his hand but didn't intend to start writing.

The annoying little monster like a fly suddenly broke into Bai Lixin's sight with a "hee hee hee", sat down on the sketchbook, raised his head and stared at it with those huge eyes that occupied nearly a third of his face. Bai Lixin: "Player, why don't you draw? Did you touch the details just now? Hehehe."

"You are very courageous, tell me, what did you touch?"

The little monster's eyes are dark, and the pitch-black eyeballs almost occupy all the space doors of the eye sockets. The white of the eyes is only a small triangle area, which is almost invisible. At a glance, the little monster's eyes are completely black, which looks very weird .

Bai Lixin's expression was a little subtle: "I didn't touch anything."

Yes, he didn't touch anything just now.

Where the fingers touch, there is only a slightly rough skin, and there are no facial features at all.

little monster again

Let out a creepy "giggle" laugh for the first time, "Maybe, it's a faceless ghost? Are you ready to start drawing?"

Bai Lixin finally shook his head, "No, wait any longer."

"Okay," the little monster didn't urge anyone, it regained control of its chubby body and flew up from the sketchbook, "Actually, the ghosts in front are not a problem, the ones behind are the ones that are more difficult."

Bai Lixin: "..."

The game is still going on.

"Papa papa."

This is the sound of big footsteps.

"Tap Tat Tat."

It was the redhead's footsteps.

"Clang clang."

The footsteps of the second ghost.

The newly appeared ghost is slowly approaching.

Bai Lixin held his breath, and the audience at the door of the live broadcast room also became excited.

[Is this sound of footsteps a new ghost? 】

[It was the first time I appeared in front of the camera, I was a little excited, I didn't know what it looked like. 】

【I'm a little curious, but I'm also scared. 】

【Afraid and want to see, timid and helpless. 】

A cold breath behind him slowly approached along with the sound of footsteps, and finally the footsteps stopped.

The cold breath blows rhythmically to the top of his head.

This feeling should be breathing. If the place where the breath falls is the top of the head, it probably means that the monster's body is on the high side.

At least taller than him.

But even knowing the height of the ghost is useless, he will eventually draw the appearance of the ghost on the sketchbook, and the sketchbook will not reflect such things as height.

Can I stretch my hand behind and caress the other person's facial features and figure like I did with the ghost in front of me?

Thinking of this, Bailixin tried to stretch out his hand backwards.

But even with his arms straightened, he couldn't touch anything.

There was nothing behind him, maybe just like what the little monster said, these ghosts were very smart and deliberately avoided his touch.

Bai Lixin withdrew his hand silently, and the little monster burst into a "hee hee hee" laugh again, as if mocking Bai Lixin's stupidity.

It flew in front of Bailixin, blinked its big eyes and looked at Bailixin innocently: "What's wrong? Didn't you touch anything this time, dear player? Then you have to use your brain , How can I see their details? Maybe you can ask the red-haired girl behind it? Although she may not be able to listen to you, maybe she just believes you and will tell you the information about the ghosts? "

Bai Lixin looked at the little monster in silence.

The little monster's huge eyes became more and more lively, and the crystal clear king looked at Baili Xin.

Bai Lixin was silent for two seconds, then nodded earnestly: "What you said seems to make sense, why didn't I think of it, thank you, little monster."

The little black-haired monster let out a sharp laugh of "hee hee", "You are really interesting player, I'm not called a little monster."

In the distance, a strong voice came again, "Little monster? What kind of monster?! Bailixin, are you talking!"

Bai Lixin didn't respond immediately this time, and then he heard another "self" in the air respond to Da Zhuang: "It's not me."

Bai Lixin: "."

What is the law of ghosts imitating speech?

Is it time to ask?

When the ghost spoke for the first time, it imitated the red-haired girl and shouted "Game over". At this time, the voice came from in front of him.

It is reasonable to guess that the ghost in front made a sound.

But since there is a sound, there should be a mouth that produces it, right?

Or is it because he has become a ghost, so he doesn't need to speak?

Regarding the answer to this question, Baili Xin temporarily chose to keep it.

The next two times when the ghost made a sound, it was when Da Zhuang asked a question.

Da Zhuang was not the only one who spoke just now, he also spoke a lot.

Judging from Da Zhuang's reaction, what he said was not shielded, but would be heard by the surroundings.

But he said so many words, the ghost never opened his mouth.

But Da Zhuang said a few words, and the ghosts all spoke.

Are ghosts sensitive to questioning questions?

Just when this thought flashed through Baili Xin's mind, a cold oppressive feeling came from his shoulders.

Then his back was pushed by a force, and his body involuntarily took two steps forward.

The ghost determines the progress of the game. When the ghost presses the start button, the game continues.

As he walked, he continued to think about the pattern of the ghost's response.

In order to verify his guess just now, he tried to speak while walking: "Da Zhuang, were you talking just now?"

"yes."

"no."

Two voices sounded from the door of the room at the same time. After a brief silence, Da Zhuang's cursing voice sounded again: "Made, it's started again. Is it interesting to tease us?"

"Interesting."

This is a loud voice.

Angry interrogative sentences and calm answers constitute a very subtle question and answer.

But Bai Lixin knew that the last answer was not from Da Zhuang, but from ghosts.

Can this rule be used?

Just as Baili Xin was thinking about the door, he had already come behind the ghost in front.

The ghost in front was still standing quietly like before.

The little monster's voice rang in my ears again, "How about it, do you want to touch it again? Make sure it's really the faceless man?"

Without squinting, Baili Xin's gaze slowly slid from the top of the ghost's head to the ghost's toes, and then moved his gaze to the ghost's face again, and then he answered the little monster's suggestion very seriously: "Okay, listen your."

Amid the weird laughter of the little monster that only Bailixin could hear, the young man raised his hand again.

The little monster hovered over Baili Xin's shoulders, looking forward with burning eyes, with curiosity and mockery in his eyes.

So what if we try again?

No face or no face.

No one can discover that detail, that hidden but vital detail.

This young man is no exception.

When the young man draws this face, it is the moment when eternity begins to walk around.

The cycle has not yet begun, but it has already begun to look forward to it.

he he he he he.

The little monster laughed happily. Its eyes were fixed on Baili Xin's movements. When it saw what Bai Lixin wanted to do, the little monster's laughter suddenly stopped.

The young man raised his hand this time, but instead of brushing the ghost's hair aside like last time, he put his fingers on the back of the ghost's head.

The little monster suddenly raised its voice: "What are you doing!"

But its sound didn't affect the young man's actions at all. The young man inserted his finger into the ghost's hair, and with his slight movement, a pair of blood-red eyeballs crashed into the ghost's hair without warning. Risin's eyes.

That eye is silky.

Its face was pale, and when Bailixin lifted his hair, that eye was staring at him coldly.

The ghost obviously didn't expect that Bailixin would suddenly lift its hair, its gloomy eyes froze for a moment, and then changed back to the original treacherous and coldness.

The ghost opened its mouth and let out a menacing "呵——".

"Hi, hello." Under the gaze of the ghost, the young man greeted the other party, and even made a full set

waved and smiled politely.

Ghost: "..."

little monster:"……"

The young man who said hello carefully put down this half of his hair, then moved to the side, and lifted the other half of his hair.

The other half of his face was also exposed.

It was no different from the half of the face just now, almost symmetrical.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Baili Xin, who carefully looked at the details of the ghost, finally smiled at the ghost under the ghost's gradually frantic gaze, "I'm sorry, I'll cover your hair up."

As he spoke, Bai Lixin quickly let go of his hair, patted the ghost on the shoulder hard, and then pushed the ghost out forcefully.

go you!

The little monster was dumbfounded.

It blankly looked at the direction the ghost was leaving, and even saw the ghost staggering a few steps.

little monster:"……"

so weird.

It's weird, it's wrong, it's very wrong!

The little monster over there is still in a daze, while Bailixin has already started to paint with his head down.

The sound of the pencil rubbing against the paper attracted the little monster's attention. It blinked its eyes and looked down, and found that Bai Lixin had drawn the ghost's hair with a few strokes.

It looks like a few strokes, but it captures the characteristics of ghosts.

His brushstrokes are clean, smooth and professional.

The little monster couldn't help asking: "Have you ever learned sketching?"

Bai Lixin answered the little monster's question nonchalantly while bowing his head while painting: "It happened a long time ago. I haven't painted for so many years, and I'm a lot rusty."

At that time, the skills I learned when I was about to travel through the world were already 30,000 years ago.

little monster:"……"

The lottery won't bring in some terrible guy this time, right?

Maybe it's just a coincidence?

The little monster still didn't give up, and continued to ask: "How do you know that this ghost's face is hidden behind its head? Guess?"

Bai Lixin: "No, when I was walking forward, I was thinking about the mechanism of the ghost's speech. I guessed that its speech should be related to the question sentence, so I asked a casual question to verify it. I happened to be in the court at that time. On the way to follow the ghosts, I discovered details that I hadn’t discovered before.”

"I was still when the ghost made the sound before, and the distance between me and it remained constant. But this time I was approaching it, and I suddenly found that the source of its sound seemed to be behind the head .”

The little monster was silent for two seconds, then said with gritted teeth: "You are so lucky."

Hearing this, the finger holding the pen paused slightly, and he raised his head and showed a warm smile at the little monster: "Thanks to you."

little monster:"……"

Angry!

A strong voice came from the darkness again: "Bailixin, who are you talking to?"

After asking this question, there was a few seconds of silence in the air.

The ghost didn't respond to Da Zhuang's question this time. I don't know if it was because he was so angry with Baili that he didn't bother to speak.

Bai Lixin is not kind enough to care about the physical and mental development of ghosts. He was about to speak, but the little monster interrupted him in time, "Dear players, you can't tell the content of the game to people in such a plot. It's the rules of the game, even if you want to speak, it's useless, if you don't believe me, tell me."

Bai Lixin glanced at the little monster, and tried to tell the content of the game. Sure enough, as the little monster said, he had no way to pass on the information, so he had to make up a random reason, "I'm talking to myself to be bold."

How pale this reason is can be seen from Da Zhuang's sonorous and powerful words: "I don't believe it, you are lying to ghosts!"

Bai Lixin: "...it's true, trust me."

Da Zhuang: "I believe in you!"

Bai Lixin: "..."

The devil will be sad when you say that, brother.

Regardless of Da Zhuang's belief or not, the words have been spoken anyway, and Bai Lixin no longer struggles to bow his head and continue painting.

I saw an extra figure on the pure white sketch paper, and the little monster yelled again after seeing his drawing, "Why did you draw like this?"

Bai Lixin: "Because your request is the front of the ghost, but the front of this ghost is really difficult to define. Although I think the position of the face is the front, I'm not sure if you think the same way."

"I think, writing a few more steps in the process of solving the problem shouldn't count as a wrong judgment?"