Chapter 1477 Death List (3)

yes!

She should be dead!

After Lu Yuan realized this, a cold air suddenly rushed up from the soles of his feet and went straight to his forehead.

The blood all over Lu Yuan's body seemed to be frozen, and his head was buzzing.

"ah!"

Lu Yuan shouted and ran past Chu Zheng, swallowed by the darkness of the corridor.

Tsk.

coward.

One minute later.

Lu Yuan ran back, his face turned pale. At that speed, it seemed like something was chasing him behind him.

There was indeed something chasing him.

Dolls.

Still three dolls.

Lu Yuan ran directly past Chu Zheng and towards the other end of the corridor.

Chuzheng stood still, waiting for the three puppets to come closer.

Lu Yuan looked back and saw the girl taking two steps forward.

Lu Yuan didn't dare to stop, and he didn't dare to care what the people behind him did, so he kept running forward.

Boom——

The sound of hitting the ground at noon came from behind.

The quiet corridor was filled with that dull sound.

The wooden board Lu Yuan stepped on also trembled.

Boom——

Three sounds.

no more, no less.

Lu Yuan stopped suddenly and looked behind him.

He ran too far and could only vaguely see the shadow over there.

Only one person stood.

Lu Yuan: "..."

Is it the doll or the girl?

The figure standing over there did not move. Lu Yuan swallowed and walked back to the corridor.

The distance was reduced, and when he saw that the people lying on the ground were all dolls, Lu Yuan let out a sigh of relief.

Although this girl is also very strange, she looks like a human being.

Chuzheng was looking down at the doll on the ground.

The man in front of her had a broken arm and his clothes were stained with blood. He looked like he had been criticized once.

"that……"

Lu Yuan was trembling.

"Are you a human or... a ghost?"

Chuzheng kicked the puppet with her foot and said expressionlessly: "Does this copy have a ghost setting?"

"..."

Maybe not.

The setting elements of each copy will generally be understood shortly after the start.

It's impossible for something else to come out halfway.

This is probably a bit reassuring.

but……

This is just what they met before, no one knows what will happen next.

Lu Yuan looked at the motionless puppet on the ground, then leaned against the wall and moved closer: "Um...why are you okay?"

"What do you think is wrong with me?"

"..."

That's not what he meant.

Chuzheng suddenly raised her head and looked at Lu Yuan: "You're not the God of Death, are you?"

Lu Yuanmeng waved his hand: "I'm not, I'm not."

Chuzheng didn't say she believed it, nor did she say she didn't believe it.

Lu Yuan was not a newcomer either, so he did not pursue Chu Zhengxin.

Lu Yuan stammered: "I just... looked at you... I thought you were dead."

Chuzheng glanced at him and continued to look at the murals on the wall.

Lu Yuan had no choice but to shut up and watch.

He didn't dare to go forward.

Who knows how many puppets are following him?

"This painting seems to be about getting what you ask for. It's very effective..." Lu Yuan tried to find a topic. This one was too quiet and he was a little scared.

Chuzheng walked along the corridor towards the money.

However, there are no more murals in front.

Chuzheng fell back.

The temple pattern appearing here cannot be for no reason.

There must be a reason.

"Do you feel like they all worship the same monk?" Lu Yuan said weakly.

"Yeah." Chuzheng also noticed it just now.

This monk has a very high appearance rate.

You can worship him for anything.

It is simply the living Buddha Jigong.

"Why don't we look for this first..."

Lu Yuan pointed to the monk who appeared many times on the mural.

Chuzheng couldn't find any other clues for the time being, so she looked down at the puppet on the ground and walked in the direction where the puppet came from.

Lu Yuan didn't care whether Chu Zheng was willing to go with him or not, so he quickly followed.

The corridor became darker and darker as we walked.

When you step on the wooden floor, there is a tooth-piercing crunch.

The voice echoed melodiously in the corridor.

Chuzheng paused.

"What...what happened?"

Lu Yuan's trembling voice sounded.

Snapped--

A beam of light shone forward in front of Chuzheng.

Lu Yuan had a strange expression when he saw the flashlight in Chu Zheng's hand.

But soon Lu Yuan was attracted by the thing in front of him: "Look at that... it seems to be blood."

Someone scratched a bloody mark on the ground.

It looked like he was being dragged away by force.

There was some splattered blood next to it.

The blood stains were fresh and should have been left by the players who left earlier.

The blood trail spread for a while, but then stopped suddenly and disappeared.

Chuzheng tapped her feet on the floor as she thought about where she came out.

Lu Yuan may have also remembered that they ran to this corridor from a room before.

Sure enough, Chuzheng soon found a passage leading down.

But there are steps under this passage.

Chuzheng looked ahead, but it was too dark and she couldn't see the end.

There was something under this step, so Chuzheng chose to go down the step.

In the dimly lit corridor, someone moved rustlingly.

They quickly walked through a long corridor and pushed into a room.

The door was closed, and the group of people didn't dare to make a sound, holding their breath and listening to what was going on outside.

Something ran past, then went away.

When the silence fell outside, the people in the room breathed a sigh of relief.

This group of people is exactly the players of this copy.

Except for Chu Zheng and Lu Yuan, everyone who is still alive is here.

There were six people left at this time.

Three men and three women.

Girl No. 1 folded her arms and leaned against the wall, looking around nervously: "Are we going to die here?"

Girl No. 2 murmured and shed tears: "I don't want to die here..."

The room was quiet for a few seconds.

Boy No. 1 broke the silence: "Which one of you is the God of Death?"

Girl No. 2 was the closest to Boy No. 1. When she saw him looking at her, she immediately waved her hands: "I'm not... I've always followed you and never left. It's definitely not me."

Girl No. 1 then denied: "It's not me either."

Boys No. 2 and No. 3 also shook their heads in denial.

"What about you?" someone asked girl number three.

Girl number three is Yun Qiushui.

"It's not me." Yun Qiushui's voice was slightly hoarse. She hadn't drank water for a long time. At this time, she looked at everyone weakly and pointed to her injured arm: "I'm injured. How can I have time to do anything else?" .”

It seems right, everyone thinks about it.

"Who is that!!"

"Someone among us is definitely the God of Death. Who led the way just now?"

"he."

The person identified is Boy No. 2.

Boy No. 2 explained nervously: "I... I heard you tell me to go that way."

"Why are you running so fast?"

Boy No. 2: "There is a noise from behind. I'm scared. Didn't you run away too?"

A group of people checked it out and found that everyone seemed suspicious.

Catching the Grim Reaper will not allow them to clear the level directly.

It might give them a chance to draw cards, and also ensure that they won't be framed by the God of Death.

Yun Qiushui whispered: "Isn't there another person?"