Xiang Jiangming agreed: "That's right, if it's really random, it's a one-tenth chance of escape. Then this game can be said to be in hell mode. God, open your eyes and see, we are all newcomers!"

Zhou Zesheng snorted: "Hey, why do you have so many dramas?"

Xiang Jiangming turned his head and looked at him angrily: "You are talking about me now, right? It's all because of you. You pulled me into this spicy chicken copy. I just opened the lid of the beer and didn't eat a bite of the barbecue!"

Zhou Zesheng was used to being generous, and now he knew that he could not die. He just crossed his waist and said, "Why is it me? Why can't you be too arrogant? God doesn't like you!"

Xiang Jiangming grabbed him and said, "You compensate me for the barbecue!"

Zhou Zesheng pushed him away: "What are you paying for? You have eaten a lot today!"

After falling into the terrifying escape game, the human nerves were always in a state of worry and his emotions were always suppressed. It was good to release the pressure after a quarrel like this, but Zhou Ran was afraid that they would really fight, so she still spoke: "Don't quarrel between you two."

"He started first!" The two pointed at each other and complained in unison.

"Hey, why did I start first?"

"It's not who you are, all the clues in my mind were interrupted by you!"

The two finally fought together.

Zhou Zesheng was pressed to the ground, and one of his shoes flew out and hit Zhou Ran’s calf.

"Stop fighting." Zhou Ran pulled the two of them apart: "You two, now start the idiom dragon competition. I will start to do whatever I want."

“Do whatever you want.”

"Do whatever you want!"

"Do whatever you want!!"

"Do whatever you want!!!"

The two began to compare their voices, but at least they stopped fighting. Zhou Ran walked around them and walked alone to the horse.

Her current mission is to pick out three of the five horses that can escape the black fog, but except for the white horses, the four black horses are exactly the same. The most serious thing is that there are no hints about horses here!

How to proceed?

Zhou Ran had a headache. Not only were the two boys, but Zhou Ran was also very nervous these days, but she couldn't find any clues at this moment, so she simply squatted on the ground and played with the sand for a while.

Finally, Xiang Jiangming had enough fun and walked over with Zhou Zesheng with a smile, "Zhou Ran."

"Um?"

"Have you figured out a solution?"

Zhou Ran: "No, there is no prompt nearby."

Xiang Jiangming: "If there is no prompt, maybe it is based on common sense. For example, a lame horse or a blind horse must not pull a cart, right?"

Zhou Zesheng was unhappy: "Xiang Jiangming, you are blind, you are standing up well, which one do you tell me?"

"Where can you tell me when I stand?" Xiang Jiangming said disapprovingly: "It's a mule or a horse, just pull it out. Xiaosheng, go and pull the horses out and let them take two steps."

Take two steps, but don’t get sick.

Zhou Zesheng said that they were all good during the day, and it was impossible for one to be a lame person. Then, in order to prove his statement, he walked up to the horse and wanted to lead them, but when he pulled the reins and tried to pull the horse out, he felt a great resistance.

Zhou Zesheng blushed: "I, I can't pull it out!"

Xiang Jiangming was not polite to him at all: "Why are you so weak?"

"you--"

Zhou Zesheng couldn't stand this the most, and immediately used all his strength to feed himself, his face turned red, he pulled the reins and leaned back at a thirty-degree angle, and the heels of the sneakers were deeply penetrated into the sand.

But no matter how hard Zhou Zesheng tried, the horse's hooves remained as if they were growing on the ground. Zhou Zesheng simply pushed his feet on the horse's belly, but even so, he couldn't pull them at all. Finally, he became tired and sweated. He sat on the ground and panted for a while before he recovered.

Xiang Jiangming thoughtfully said, "It seems that they can't move at night."

Zhou Ran nodded: "You can't move, but President Xiang's direction is correct. Our task should be to judge the three strongest horses. The most intuitive thing is to find out which three horses were burned to death in the end. But now I can't pull them, I can only wait for the equestrian performance tomorrow before observing."

Zhou Zesheng sweated: "How to observe this! Except for this white one, the others are exactly the same. Could it be that they are painted?"

Xiang Jiangming: "What kind of paint should I do? It's better to cut off my legs just..."

"President Xiang."

Before Xiang Jiangming finished speaking against Zhou Zesheng, he turned around and ran towards Zhou Ran: "Here you come."

"Let's take off the white horse's wrist guard."

A wrist guard is tied above the horse's hooves. Although the wrist guard is black, it actually looks black on the white horse's legs. In fact, the color is much lighter than the remaining four black horses, with a color difference visible to the naked eye.

Xiang Jiangming's eyes lit up and he patted his forehead and said, "Why didn't I expect it!"

Zhou Zesheng obviously didn't understand yet, and half-opened his mouth and felt a little dull: "Why are you picking it?"

Zhou Ran knew that Zhou Zesheng could not understand very much, so she tried to explain in detail: "There are exactly four here, picked and tied them to the legs of the dark horse. If a horse tied one leg, it can distinguish them."

Zhou Zesheng's big eyes were full of doubts: "But there are five horses here!"

Zhou Ran: “…”

Xiang Jiangming: “…”

No one wanted to pay attention to Zhou Zesheng. Xiang Jiangming and Zhou Ran bent down and unbuttoned the wrist guards on the white horse's legs and tied them to the black horse's legs. The two discussed: observe the five horses together, and then Zhou Ran was mainly responsible for observing the two horses tied with the front legs, Xiang Jiangming was mainly responsible for binding the two horses on the back legs, and the most conspicuous white horse was handed over to Zhou Zesheng to see.

"It's too late, let's go back quickly."

The three of them left the horse farm and returned to the gloomy castle.

That night, the nursery rhyme rang again.

After the dinner, Su Ziwen followed the lawyer to the horse farm first and found that the five horses were nailed to the ground and could not be pulled, but they could not find anything else useful, so they walked around the castle together.

They went up to the seventh floor, all the paintings there were taken off, and colorful oil painting papers were spread all over the floor. Su Ziwen just stood there and felt an uncontrollable dizziness.

But the lawyer insisted on going up and taking a look, so he had to bite the bullet and follow him. After reading the painting, Su Ziwen and the lawyer walked to the door at the end of the corridor.

The lawyer opened the door and Su Ziwen followed him in, but as soon as he stepped into the room, a piece of sticky minced meat fell from the top of his head and hit his shoulder.

The minced meat was covered with blood, emitting a heart-wrenching and pungent smell. Su Ziwen screamed loudly, and the lawyer was so scared that his face turned blue that he dared not walk in. The two of them returned to the room in panic until the bell rang at twelve o'clock.

The room became dark, and he rubbed his stiff face and tried his best to stop himself from crying.

Before Su Ziwen entered the game, his parents were arguing. They were hysterical. The two people who were close to him on weekdays suddenly turned into two strange beasts, hoping to tear each other into pieces with their sharp claws. They quarreled and quarreled, smashing all the porcelain decorations in the house to pieces.

Su Ziwen ran out of the door overwhelmed, crying and running. As he ran, the surroundings became dark. He was very scared, but then his mother's voice sounded from behind: "Xiaowen, don't be afraid, mom is holding you."

Although Su Ziwen is young, she also clearly realizes that the person who speaks is not his mother. His mother has not spoken to him so gently for several years...

"It's okay, just hold on for a few days, my uncle said he would take me out."

After comforting himself, Su Ziwen rubbed his hands and left the fireplace, preparing to lie on the bed to rest, but when he reached out to touch the quilt, he felt a ball of grass-like thing.

Su Ziwen was startled and his hand shrank back like an electric shock, "What, what?"

A gust of cold wind blew, and the curtains blew, revealing a little white moon outside the house. Su Ziwen felt that his hands were wrapped around something like aquatic plants, and someone was breathing gently beside him.

The water plants wrapped around his arms and meandered upwards, and the horrifying coolness climbed onto the skin. Su Ziwen's tears flowed down and she cried, "Let me go, please, let me go."

The thing did not have any sympathy, and continued to wrap around the child's arms and body. Su Ziwen struggled violently and begged. The curtain was blown away again. Su Ziwen saw a man lying beside him. The man's face was pale, his blood-red eyes staring at him tightly, his eyes full of madness and cruelty.

"Prince Miller, please let me go..."

What was entangled with Su Ziwen was not aquatic plants, but black hair. The hair was picked from Tian Lele's head and was now wrapped around Su Ziwen's neck.

Su Ziwen's face turned red, and the air around him could no longer enter his mouth and nose. He showed an extremely painful look, and his limbs struggled to escape from the bed, but the red eyes beside him narrowed slightly, his lips moved, and he sang a cool tone: "The grapes are ripe, and the juice is flowing out. The grapes are ripe..."

Su Ziwen's hands and feet twitched uncontrollably. After kicking his feet into the air for a few times, his body sank softly.

He died, Prince Miller smiled and dug out his eyes.

This time, the song was very loud, and the entire castle echoed with such a cold tone. Zhou Ran looked at the ceiling with her eyes open and waited until the song ended.

Her thoughts were very confused, and the eyes of the two princes kept passing through her mind. The two figures continued to overlap. In the end, the strange red and deep black stacked into a pair of strange pupils. Prince Miller grinned, revealing his white teeth and a strange smile.

I don’t know how long it took, but the sound of blowing the leaves sounded. This tone was magical, making people slowly relax their body. Zhou Ran rubbed her side face over the pillow, curled up, and slowly closed her eyes.

At the other end of the wall, Xiang Jiangming sat under the drawing paper.

He held a bamboo leaf with clear veins in his hand, pinching the leaf with his slender white fingertips, and his thin lips pressed against the coldness.

The soft tune flows out from the lips, gentle but connoting power, just like a spring water gushing into the ocean. Xiang Jiangming's long legs are open casually, and his already deep eyes are gradually empty, looking at the deeper darkness.

He blew for a long time until he could not hear the movements on the other side of the wall at all and then dropped his hand and slowly let out a breath.

The next morning.

The butler came to knock on the door of the players.

As if he knew something, he bypassed Su Ziwen's room and called out all the remaining five people, asking them to go to the horse farm first.

When Zhou Ran went downstairs, she looked back at the butler Kola. As expected, he pushed Su Ziwen's room away and walked in.

All five people sat down at the table. Prince Miller and the housekeeper arrived together. The prince smiled and introduced the next equestrian performance with gorgeous words. But everyone here knew that it was a purgatory on earth, and their faces were pale.

Next, the girl Kathier said goodbye to the prince and turned around and stepped on the white horse. But this time, the white horse's legs were no wrist guards, and the wrist guards were tied to the legs of the four horses. Zhou Ran and Xiang Jiangming sat upright at the same time, staring at the horse's legs.

Five horses ran, and the girl's soft waist spread backwards on the horse's back. The next moment, the magma burst out from the ground and instantly swallowed a dark horse.

Zhou Ran's pupils quickly contracted and secretly bent his right thumb.
To be continued...