I am a full-level celestial master, you let me enter the strange talk of rules?

In the room of the prickly young man, the sound of the cuckoo clock seemed particularly loud in the quiet and dark environment.

The weird middle-aged man outside the door was staring at the crack in the door. As long as these guys came out, he would let them know the consequences of coming to this room!

More than ten minutes ago, the strange middle-aged man took out his weapon from a room on the second floor and hid it on his body.

He estimated that at this point, the explorers were probably all asleep.

In order to make them sleep well, the strange middle-aged man even took out his favorite beer.

Looking at the clock on the wall, it's time to hunt again.

When he passed by the paralyzed old lady's room, the paralyzed old lady still looked demented, but deep down she hoped that Rahman and others could get through this.

If the filming cannot be completed, she will have to stay here every day and live a life worse than death.

The strange middle-aged man walked down the stairs familiarly and came to the corridor on the first floor.

As the owner of this house, it is reasonable for him to appear anywhere.

The corridor was dark, but he was very familiar with it.

The room closest to the stairs to the second floor is naturally Rahman's room.

When the strange middle-aged man quietly opened Rahman's room, took out his weapon and rushed to the bed.

But he found himself empty-handed, there was no one on the bed.

He switched on the light in Rahman’s room and found the room clean.

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of the strange middle-aged man's mouth.

He thought at the time that Rahman was either hiding under the bed or in the closet.

Don't think I can't guess it, because some people have escaped it.

But this person eventually died in the room.

See the scratches next to the cabinet that have not been completely repaired? Those are the marks left by the previous person.

Thinking of this, he first stretched his head and looked under the bed.

If there was someone under the bed, his behavior would definitely scare the person to death.

Unfortunately, Rahman was not there.

Then the strange middle-aged man showed a playful expression, pretended to leave, and then opened the cabinet in an instant.

The reason why he had this evil taste was that he wanted to see the guests living here look like they had survived a disaster but were still frightened.

Apparently, there was no one in the closet either.

The strange middle-aged man searched the room for a while and indeed found no other place where people could hide. It seemed that no one in this house was more familiar with it than him.

Thinking of this, he even opened the window and looked at the soil under the windowsill.

If someone went out from here, there should be footprints on the window sill and in the mud under the windowsill.

But this scene once again surprised him. There was no trace on the window sill or under the windowsill.

Unable to figure it out, he opened the door and returned to the corridor.

The weird middle-aged man was puzzled, where were they late at night?
After thinking for a moment, he thought of the team leader with whom he had just drunk.

The team leader drank so much, he should have rested a long time ago.

But when he quietly opened the leader's room, he found that it was the same as the previous room, with no one resting there.

Seeing this, he had a bad feeling.

"These guys, aren't they in that room?"

Although he thought so, he didn't understand why he shouldn't be exposed.

After walking a few steps, the thing that the weird middle-aged man was most worried about happened. He came to the room of the thorny young man and heard a happy voice coming from inside.

It happened that the door was not closed tightly, and the strange middle-aged man saw what was going on inside through the crack.

The reason why this place was not closed tightly was because Rahman suggested that if the door was locked, the strange middle-aged man might think that they had guessed something, so he hid here.

Leaving the door a crack was to let the strange middle-aged man know that they were indeed playing cards.

Otherwise, who knows if the weird middle-aged man would take extreme measures if pushed to the limit and die together with them.

The strange middle-aged man looked through the crack in the door and saw six people inside playing cards. The loser had a stroke on his face, and everyone was having a lot of fun.

It seems that they don't know the rules of their own moves. Maybe they just happened to be unable to sleep and were playing cards.

But the problem is, if they don’t go back to sleep, I can’t do it myself.

The rules given by the paralyzed old lady were correct. The weird middle-aged man could not enter this room.

In this world of weird rules, weirdos and the chosen ones are similar. If you violate the rules of death, you will die on the spot.

So the weird middle-aged man had to think of a way to get the people inside out.

At this stage, Rahman actually felt the gazes coming from outside the door, but he pretended not to notice anything and even hinted to his companions to "play their cards quickly."

The weird middle-aged man outside the door thought for a while, and he felt that there must be lights in the house, so these guys were playing cards here. Then I'll turn off the power and see how you play!
After doing all this, the weird middle-aged man felt unsafe, so he asked his wife to activate the props to make the whole room cold.

It's dark and cold. I don't believe you can still continue playing cards in the room.

In fact, late at night, the Chosen One noticed that the room was unusually cold, but it was an illusion created by the props.

This is also why the paralyzed old lady told them to wash their face with cold water if they feel cold.

Cold water can help the Chosen One keep a clear mind and become immune to illusions to a certain extent.

Rahman even opened the window when he had nothing to do later, and found that the cold wind outside the window was cooler than the house. He concluded that the "cold" in the house was probably man-made, not a change in the weather.

Our gaze returned to the strange middle-aged man. After he had done all this, he came to the first floor again, outside the door of the room of the prickly young man.

As a result, the scene inside made him very angry.

I have to say that young people love to play. In this kind of environment and atmosphere, they are still playing cards with candles. The loser has to choose truth or dare.

This made the weird middle-aged man feel a little jealous. He didn't know whether it was because Rahman and others didn't come out, or because they wanted to go in and play but couldn't.

The strange middle-aged man waited until 4 o'clock. Finally, he had no patience to wait any longer. Adding on the fact that he had drunk too much and was feeling sleepy, he went back to the second floor to sleep.

Rahman survived the danger tonight.

But they didn't know whether the strange middle-aged man had really left, so they could only bite the bullet and muster 120% of their energy to continue playing.

The first one to give up was the team leader.

The team leader also drank a lot tonight and fell asleep by the window.

The second one was the team leader’s girlfriend. She also drank a lot and fell asleep next to her boyfriend when she was tired.

In the end, the only ones who survived were Rahman and the troublemaker.

They stayed up until the next morning, having tried every possible way of playing cards.

Whenever Rahman looked in the mirror, he could see the dark circles under his eyes.

Only after the team leader woke up did Rahman feel at ease to rest in the room.

I slept until noon.

Rahman's playing style is relatively standard. He slowly deduces what to do from the clues he obtains, and also has to predict the strange middle-aged man's predictions in advance.

Xiao Xuan, who is entering the ghost story time for the first time, is playing with his life.

(End of this chapter)