four dead games

Chapter 8

"What a joke."

Han Yang reacted after being stunned for a while. When he was told this, he first thought that he was a person outside the game, but soon he realized that the people in the game should not know his identity. That's right, so he decisively denied Xu Chacha's idea.

"He's not your gift."

Not long after Han Yang finished speaking, Ouyang Zheng, who had been standing beside him without saying a word, spoke calmly and turned to look at Ouyang, while Ouyang just looked at Xu Chacha expressionlessly.

"Who knows, look, now that the sun has set, it can only be him." Xu Chacha spread his hands, his mouth pouted slightly, looking at Han Yang with clear eyes, Han Yang looked away helplessly , What the hell is this inexplicable logic.

"So having said that, I'm not."

"I won't do anything to you. Why are you so stingy? Come and help me find a second gift. I've been looking for it all afternoon, but I still can't find it."

There was some dissatisfaction in Xu Chacha's voice, maybe she didn't think that the second gift would be so hard to find, but Han Yang turned to look at Ouyang Zheng, he didn't say anything, if he objected, Ouyang would say it, Perhaps he also felt that in the current situation, it would be better to find clues with Xu Chacha.

"Well, it's okay to help you find it, but I don't know your family at all, so it's not convenient to find it."

"It doesn't matter, in fact, I'm just looking for fun, and you can help as much as you can."

Xu Chacha raised the corner of her mouth and looked at Han Yang with bright eyes. Perhaps these gifts were just an ordinary prank to her, but in Han Yang's eyes, it was related to the true face of this weird game.

"Okay, then tell me about other places you went to besides your mother's room?"

Xu Chacha thought about it with her fingers, and recalled slowly. "Well, in addition to the room, I also went to find my own perfume box, the place where I put the shampoo and shower gel, and my car, where there is a seat perfume, I even went to the kitchen, you know the food It's also very fragrant."

Han Yang thought about it carefully, wondering if there was anything that Xu Chacha had overlooked. Her last sentence made Han Yang a little concerned. The smell of the food said that he hadn't eaten since he woke up, but now he I don't feel hungry at all...

Countless possibilities echoed in Han Yang's mind. He was killed twice, and each time he could clearly experience the pain, which shows that his sensory functions in this world are still the same as before, and He knew very well that he could think, and he also knew what he had experienced before coming here. Everything was normal, except that he was resurrected twice. Although Han Yang was already dead at the time, Because the rules of the game say that as long as the head is not cut off, he will not die, so he has come back to life, and now, he does not feel hungry at all.

"Hey, are you listening to me?"

Xu Chacha's voice got into Han Yang's ears, dragged Han Yang out of his thoughts, and subconsciously glanced at Ouyang Zheng. Everything about him was very real. The behavior of being beaten up and the lifeless eyes made Han Yang dispel the idea that he was actually delusional because of his insanity.

He is definitely not sick, and now is not the time to doubt his mental state, if he accidentally goes the wrong way, he will die, and the death will be very painful.

"Han Yang..."

This was the first time Han Yang heard Ouyang Zheng call out his name in three years. He turned to look at Ouyang Zheng, and he stretched out his hand and pointed to a table in the corner of the room. "flower."

"what?"

Following the direction he pointed, Han Yang put his eyes on the table. There was a vase on it, and there were some light pink flowers in the vase.

After slightly closing his eyes and reducing the light intake, Han Yang could see clearly that there were at least a dozen vases filled with flowers in this house.

"What's wrong with the flowers?" Xu Chacha asked in confusion, and took the white camellia off her head and handed it to Han Yang. "Look, this is also a flower, or is it a real flower, what's the problem?"

Han Yang understood what Ouyang Zheng meant. He took the flower in Xu Chacha's hand, then lowered his head, and put the flower under Xu Chacha's nose. Xu Chacha looked at Han Yang's face, perhaps it was the young man's inadvertent expression. The gentle picture seemed too beautiful to her, she stared blankly at Han Yang's face for several seconds.

"Does it smell good?" Han Yang asked patiently, and Xu Chacha nodded, and pinned the flower in Xu Chacha's hair next to Xu Chacha's ear. Han Yang completely ignored the girl's turbulent mood at the moment.

When he turned his head to look at Ouyang again, he found that this person seemed to be in a bad mood suddenly, and wanted to talk to him, but found himself speechless by his low-pressure aura.

"You can look for it in the vase."

Deciding to give up talking to Ouyang, Han Yang looked at Xu Chacha's face again. Although Xu Chacha's face was still strangely red, but her mood had calmed down, she turned her face away, and hugged Han Yang's arm awkwardly. Go in the direction of the vase.

"I still have a lot of vases at home. My mother likes flowers, so there are many flowers in my garden, but I am allergic to the pollen of some flowers in the garden, so I didn't think of this clue at first."

He wanted to pull his arm out, but Xu Chacha hugged him very tightly. Han Yang struggled a few times and could only compromise. He followed Xu Chacha to the direction where the vase was placed, and when he arrived at the table, Xu Chacha took out the flower and stuffed it in Han Yang's hand. Yang held the vase in Yang's hand, and then she held the vase herself, closed one eye and squinted into the bottle. After looking at it for a while, she poured out the water inside, and a white ball about two fingers wide rolled onto her. in the palm of your hand.

Shaking the beads in front of Han Yang as if offering a treasure, Xu Chacha cleared his throat triumphantly. "What's the second gift? It's just a trifle, and it's not hard to find at all."

Obviously, I couldn't find it after searching all afternoon.Han Yang didn't want to say anything, he turned around to look for Ouyang Zheng's figure, and saw Ouyang Zheng holding a vase in one hand at a table not far away, and holding a white vase the same as Xu Chacha's in the other. round beads.

"There are also there." Han Yang poked Xu Chacha's white arm, and Xu Chacha raised his head to look away from the beads in his hand, and sure enough, he saw that Ouyang Zheng had the same one in his hand.

Putting the one in his own hand into Han Yang's, Xu Chacha walked to another table with a vase and took out the flowers. As expected, there was also a white bead here.

Han Yang carefully looked at the ball that Xu Chacha stuffed into his hand just now. It looked a bit like a pearl, but its quality was much heavier than a pearl. After rubbing it against the wall, Han Yang found that the paint on the ball was a little off. The thing covered by the white glaze looks like stainless steel. After smelling it, there is a strange smell. This smell is a bit familiar, but I can't remember where I smelled it.He wanted to grind the whole bead to have a look, but Xu Chacha ran over and grabbed Han Yang's hand before grinding it halfway.

"There are only so many downstairs. There are still vases in the upstairs room. Go there and look for them."

Xu Chacha already has about six such beads, one in his own hand, four in Ouyang's place, and now there are eleven in total. Although he doesn't quite understand what the beads are used for, Han Yang still decides to put the beads first. Find out all the beads and think about the next thing.

Xu Chacha ignored Ouyang Zheng directly, and was about to go upstairs while pulling Han Yang's hand. When Han Yang was being pulled upstairs, he glanced back at Ouyang to signal him to follow, but Ouyang Zheng still stood where he was, and the whole People seemed to be a little dazed, and didn't understand what Ouyang Zheng's reaction was. Han Yang could only follow Xu Chacha upstairs. When he was about to enter the room, he glanced at Ouyang on the second floor. Still standing there blankly, as if lost in thought, there was no movement.

Sometimes Ouyang Zheng would suddenly fall into his own world like this, and then leave others alone. Han Yang went into the room and accompanied Xu Chacha to find beads. There was one in each vase, and her family had too many vases. Different varieties of flowers can be seen everywhere, as she said her mother really likes to see flowers.

I don't know who would do such a boring thing.Han Yang was thinking while following Xu Chacha. Although some plots of this game are very unreasonable, except for the resurrection after death and the suspension of body circulation, the development of the plot is carried out according to the ideas of normal people. Yes, there is nothing strange about this kind of beads, but it is strange to put so many beads in scattered places. I always feel that something is not right, but I can't tell what is wrong.Han Yang smelled the beads in his hand again, but he still couldn't remember what the smell was.

"Hey, who do you think would come up with this way to give me a gift?"

Xu Chacha walked in front of Han Yang, and Han Yang recovered after hearing Xu Chacha's inquiry, and answered honestly: "I don't know."

"It's interesting, though."

Xu Chacha turned around and walked backwards, looked at Han Yang's face and smiled, raised his hand and threw a bead to Han Yang, just when he came to a place where the light was very bright, Han Yang couldn't help squinting his eyes, but because of years of With the experience of playing basketball, he still caught the beads thrown by Xu Chacha based on his intuition when he first saw a parabola.

Because of turning his head, Han Yang saw the hall downstairs, people standing in twos and threes chatting and laughing under the light, a strong incongruity flashed in his brain instantly, Han Yang resisted the flooding feeling, leaned on the railing and watched carefully downstairs.He really felt a strong sense of disobedience, but it was the same as smelling a smell but not remembering what it was. Han Yang stared at the people downstairs for a long time, but he still couldn't grasp the disobedience. source of feeling.

"What are you in a daze for? I'm almost finished finding the vases upstairs, and I'll accompany me to the garden later." Xu Chacha patted Han Yang's arm, and Han Yang was still thinking about the incongruity before he left. Where did it come from? After taking the last bead in the vase, Han Yang saw that there were nearly twenty of them in Xu Chacha's small leather bag.His mind is always filled with that strange smell and inexplicable sense of dissonance. He always feels that he can connect these two things together, but it's like something that has always been familiar will suddenly be forgotten after being too familiar with it. The more he tried to remember, the more he couldn't remember. Han Yang couldn't break through the hurdle of his own memory.

They are now on the third floor, which is different from the atmosphere on the first and second floors. There is basically no one coming and going here. The corridor is very ambiguous because of the opacity and dim light, but this is very gloomy in Han Yang's view, because this weird Because of the game, he finds everything weird.

Xu Chacha's exclamation suddenly came from beside him. Han Yang saw Xu Chacha twist her foot when she was going downstairs. Just when she was about to roll down the stairs, Han Yang quickly reacted and pulled her back. Holding Han Yang in his arms, the expression on Xu Chacha's face was distorted by the pain.

"it hurts……"

Xu Chacha spoke with sobs. Han Yang let go of Xu Chacha and began to check if she was injured anywhere. It was obvious that she was not injured anywhere just now, but Xu Chacha seemed to be in pain all over, even the eyes were in pain. All with tears.

"Are you sprained?"

As if she couldn't breathe, she couldn't say a word, her body was twitching violently.Han Yang became nervous and asked Xu Chacha to sit against the corner of the wall. He quickly ran downstairs to find someone to see her, but before he could call for someone on the first floor, Han Yang's arm was grabbed .

"I lied to you, am I stupid, did you see me fall!"

Xu Chacha was still the same, a rich girl with a bit of a bad temper, feeling complacent about successfully teasing Han Yang.But Han Yang didn't feel relieved because she was fine. Standing in the hall full of people, the sense of disobedience became more intense. Ouyang was no longer here, and he didn't know where he was now. Han Yang knew intuitively He must have noticed something, but because it was something he was so accustomed to, he couldn't tell what was missing after he disappeared.

Everything around him became horrifying. Although the surroundings were still surrounded by the happy and harmonious atmosphere of the party when he first arrived, the unknown fear spreading around him had firmly tightened every nerve of Han Yang.

What is missing...