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——This place is really worthy of being a demon’s mansion!
Ji Dong sighed heartily as he walked through the courtyard.
It was already late at night, and there was no electricity in ancient times, but whether indoors or outdoors, almost everywhere he passed, the phrase “bright lights” could be used to describe the area.
And Ji Dong also noticed that the mansion’s lighting wasn’t only limited to candlelight, lanterns, oil lamps, and other conventional equipment. There were even luminescent stones, night-luminescent pearls, phosphorus fire lamps, and a thousand other strange things. Even if he walked in a completely unfamiliar courtyard, he could still easily see everything underfoot and around.
However, Ji Xiao’niao didn’t come to enjoy the garden at night at this time, so he specifically headed in the direction which was less crowded and dark. Until he found a corner that he thought was secluded enough, only to hide under a rose bush and took out the small item he kept wrapped in the sleeve of his cloth.
Mo Tiangen handed him a small paper ball folded into a triangle.
Ji Dong carefully opened it and found that the piece of paper was probably torn from a book or calligraphy and painting. The edges were uneven, and there were some minuscule words written on it, which seemed to be painted with a sharp hard object stained with a certain liquid. In the case of insufficient lighting, the handwriting was brown and black, which looked very strange.
Ji Xiao’niao shivered and involuntarily thought of the word “blood letter“. His heart said that it was difficult for Teacher Dagen to write like that. In order to leave a message for him, did he steal an embroidery needle, prick his finger, and write with blood?
But now wasn’t the time to ponder about Mo Tiangen and where to get the paper, ink, and pen. Ji Dong took advantage of the light of a lantern at the corner to carefully study the thin handwriting on the paper.
Only to see the top of the paper: “see U fengboting”.
Ji Dong: “……”
Mo Tiangen may have considered that Chinese characters were easy to be exposed, so he simply chose a password that ancient monsters absolutely couldn’t understand.
But he didn’t know if Mr. Dagen’s English level was relatively poor, or whether he was worried that Ji Xiao’niao, a student-athlete who had been involved in sports since childhood, was relatively poor in English. He simply came to use both languages.
Ji Dong studied “fengboting” for a minute. According to conventional reasoning, it should be a landmark name…
When he thought of this, Ji Xiao’niao poked his head out from behind the rose bushes, stretched his neck to look around, and then his eyes lit up.
He saw a small pavilion hidden behind the Chinese rose tree, with a plaque hanging in the middle, and three gilded characters on it. It was read as “Feng Bo Ting”.
Very well. The moon rises on the top of the willow tree, and he invites me to talk with him after dusk. He picked a dating spot with a sense of emotion, and Ji Dong was completely convinced that was the place the letter referred to.
It’s a pity that good places never ran out of people.
Ji Dong only took a few steps in the direction of the Feng Bo Ting pavilion, and before he got close to the plank walkway, he saw that the pavilion had been occupied by several beautiful female demons dressed in red and green, pushing and shoving and laughing, and he could hear their laughter from afar.
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Unfortunately, before seeing Mo Tiangen, he again heard the soft and gentle voice of a teenager.
[Time elapsed: 15 minutes. {Wood B} failed to transfer the identity of the [Ghost] to another player. Subjected to be eliminated from the game. Death sentence now commenced.]
——Fuck! So fast! Has it been fifteen minutes already?!
Ji Dong hurriedly looked down at his watch.
00:16:42. Fifteen minutes had already passed.
The boy’s nasally voice sounded muffled, seemingly dissatisfied with the performance of {Wood B} who hadn’t caught {Wood A}. He grumbled and announced.
[Given that the [Ghost] has died, I will pick one of you at random in a quarter of an hour, and that person will be the new [Ghost].]
Ji Dong’s heart beat twice.
——This game of hide-and-seek had only started for a quarter of an hour, and already the first dead participant had appeared.
——And even if a [Ghost] died, it would not be the end.
——The new [Ghost] will be chosen at random again in fifteen minutes, and anyone could be chosen, including himself!
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At the same time that Ji Dong heard the new prompt, {Wood B}, the Grasshopper’s roommate Dashan, was actually experiencing the horrific process of “execution”.
Since he was compelled to be the [Ghost], he was like a blind fly, scurrying around in the garden, trying to find Grasshopper who felt sorry for him.
But Grasshopper hid well… Dashan spent a full twelve minutes but couldn’t find anyone.
When he was about to go crazy, he accidentally bumped into two other participants who had entered the [Film] with him. The other two members of the “Heavenly Dragon Gang”.
Seeing that they were people he knew, Dashan was relieved and felt a vague sense of guilt at the same time.
Because he knew that what he was about to do was no different from Grasshopper who had just screwed him.
But obviously, even in the face of an acquaintance, the two members of the “Heavenly Dragon Gang” were much more vigilant than Dashan’s back then, and they didn’t wait for Dashan to make a move before they knocked him down to the ground and searched for his identity token.
“It’s really you!”
One of them kicked Dashan and raised his chin towards his companion, “I’m {Wood C}, he’s {Wood D}. I guess A and B are probably you and Grasshopper, you two bastards! All four of us are from the same group!”
The other one also scolded viciously, “Say, what the hell just happened!?”
So Dashan could only cry and tell the two men exactly what happened about how Grasshopper had pitted him.
He cried intending to hope that one of his teammates would be willing to temporarily assume the identity of the [Ghost] for him out of sympathy—after all, each person could be the [Ghost], at most twice, and if it were a game, it would be equivalent to having three lives, which was a lot of room for maneuvering and negotiation.
However, this was just a naive and fanciful wish of Dashan.
The two teammates didn’t intend to waste an opportunity to save his life, they just wanted to get the first key information from him.
This interrogation quickly exhausted what little time Dashan had left. When the last second of the fifteen minutes elapsed, a nasal soft teenage voice emerged. It announced that {Wood B} failed and was about to face the death penalty.
As soon as the teenager’s voice fell, Dashan, who was jointly suppressed on the floor by his two teammates, suddenly screamed.
The sound was tormenting, which occurred when people were horrified to the extreme. It was almost like a hysterical cry that tore the vocal cords.
{Wood C} and {Wood D}, two teammates who were terrified by his voice, reflexively let go of him and took two steps back.
Then the two saw an extremely unbelievable scene.
After being released from the restraint, Dashan didn’t stand up but maintained a posture of throwing his body to the ground, struggling and twisting on the ground, as if he was trying his best to break free from some invisible shackles, but unfortunately, it was in vain.
Immediately after that, the waist of Dashan, suddenly and without warning, had a chunk completely missing.
That scenario went beyond the limit of {Wood C} and {Wood D}’s common sense. They were unable to respond other than to stare in bewilderment.
If one has to describe it, it was as if the body of Dashan was like a fluffy, soft cake, being devoured by a giant without a physical body.
There was no blood flowing. There was no skin rolled up or broken bones, just the back of Dashan suddenly missing a large piece.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhh!”
At this point, Dashan’s spirit had collapsed.
He could only sob and hiss miserably.
In a space invisible to everyone else, Dashan saw a black shadow materialize from the wall, rapidly expanding and deforming like a sticky gelatinous mass, covering himself, firmly anchoring his limbs and head on the floor.
Then a gaping hole opened in the black shadow as if a faceless character had opened its black, bloody mouth and “bit” him hard on the back of his waist, swallowing a chunk of flesh and blood…
“Fuck!”
{Wood C} drenched in a cold sweat suddenly had a deadly realization.
“He’ll attract the demons if he shouts like that!”
{Wood D} also immediately reacted, and the two of them quickly turned around, fleeing together.
So naturally, they didn’t witness that not only had the back of Dashan’s waist but also the thighs, shoulders, forearms, calves… The rest of the body was disappearing piece by piece.
The whole body of Dashan was devoured one by one by the invisible shadow from a different dimension, and finally, there was only the head with wide eyes, still crying in panic and despair.
And then, the shadow opened its mouth one last time and swallowed his head…
……
The players remaining in the [Film]: 11.
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About another two minutes, crouched behind the hedge, Ji Dong, saw a bearded Mo Tiangen holding a bronze hammer, pretending to patrol, walking toward the Feng Bo Ting Pavillion where they were supposed to meet.
Ji Dong hastily picked up a small stone and threw it at his back when he passed by.
After having strengthened his physique after the two [Films], as well as doing tenacious and hard training during their preparation period, this time Mr. Dagen’s body has made considerable progress. Of course, it wouldn’t be so easy to be attacked by a stone.
Hearing the wind rustling behind his back, Mo Tiangen seemed to sense a hard object about to hit him at the same time. He took a step obliquely to avoid the obscured weapon flying toward him. Moreover, he posed to resist the enemy, looking around vigilantly.
“Hiss, hiss!”
Ji Dong sneakily emerged from behind the hedge and waved at Mo Tiangen.
When Mr. Dagen saw that there was no one around, he immediately took two steps and jumped into the hedge, and squatted next to Ji Xiao’niao.
The two people looked at each other, silent.
After half a minute, they let out a long sigh in unison.
“Ugh!”
Teacher Dagen put down the bronze hammer and had the impulse to reach out and grab his head. When he felt the headscarf tied to his head, he remembered that he was in ancient times. It wouldn’t be easy to scratch his head. So he bitterly placed his hand down. “This is like… Battle Royale. How should we overcome this game?”
He contemplated, turning his head to look at Ji Dong. His eyes were clear and his attitude sincere, “Seriously, I don’t want us to kill each other.”
Teacher Dagen!
Thank you very much for the translation 🤍
Teacher Dagen, best teacher!