A ghost storyteller can lose his life but cannot lose his job

Chapter 9: The cat must catch the mouse. (Please read on!)

I am number 6, character rat.

In this round of the game, I am a ghost.

I sat at the table, not understanding why I had been drawn into such a crappy identity.

No. 8 (Zhong Xie) said that the Rat and Ghost are a doomed combination in this round.

I used to feel that living in this chaotic world is worse than death, but who can be calm when death is approaching?
I began to pace aimlessly in the room. These might be the last 15 minutes of my life. I wanted to write a will, but I found helplessly that I couldn’t see anything clearly without leaving the room, and I couldn’t even write a will.

Just as I approached the door, a series of words rang in my ears. They were not spoken by the same person. The voices were all strange, including loli, young girl, mature woman and young woman. The only thing in common was that they all sounded good.

"He lied to you."

"He promised to keep all of you alive, and now he's leaving you to die."

"And he didn't tell you that I only wanted to eat him because I only needed the weird talk in him."

"No. 1 (the one-eyed uncle) was the victim in the last round and was kicked out of the game. He is now in the meeting room, without any rules to protect him. I can kill him at any time, but I don't."

"Killing is unnecessary. I just want what I need."

"If you die, you may not succeed."

"If one of you dies, you will definitely survive."

"Aren't you a close-knit, friendly family?"

"You can sacrifice yourself to save your family, but he can't?"

I stood there in a daze, not understanding where these words came from, but they really touched my heart.

Yes, the neighbor just wanted to kill No. 8. Why could he, the rat ghost, die but No. 8 couldn’t?

"Give me the Rat Mask and everything will be alright."

Finally, the voice said this.

These were the last words she said, and then there was a long silence.

She was waiting, and she had time to wait.

But I don't have much time.

"it is good."

I made the decision and took off the rat mask I was wearing.

I hoped that at this moment all I would be thinking about were my parents and the people I loved, and that it would seem as if I was betraying others for them, and that would make the guilt in my heart less severe, but it didn't.

I just want to survive.

According to No. 8, I will not survive.

I did nothing wrong. I wanted to survive, so I betrayed No. 8. No. 8 wanted to survive, so he sacrificed me.

The mask was taken away by something outside the door, and then a cold breath rushed into the room. I looked closely and saw a strange beast wearing a rat mask slowly walking towards me.

The neighbor's body is animal-shaped, made up of several pieces of women's bodies. Just looking at her waist, legs and buttocks, they are all perfect, and her skin is as white and tender as cream.

Overall, this body is natural, full of smooth curves and elegant beauty.

Although I don't want to admit it, I still want to say that the strange story in front of me is extremely fascinating, and this beauty transcends worldly vision.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." A pleasant female voice came from deep inside the neighbor's body. She raised her hand and chose to drill a hole in the wall connecting Room 67.

However, as soon as a rat hole appeared in the wall, a swift figure jumped out of it, and No. 8 shouted, "No. 5!"

Now No. 8 and his neighbor are in the same room, just waiting for No. 5 (the man with the saber) to use Miss Black Goat's ability to seal the room, but the neighbor reacts very quickly and leaves Room 6 in a flash and appears in the corridor.

"Don't seal it, the neighbor has got the rat mask." No. 8 quickly reminded and followed No. 6 out of room.

I don't understand why he is so brave and has no fear of such horrific weird stories. Judging from what happened just now, I can even see a long-awaited excitement in his words and actions.

It's just like……

Since he was born, he has been hoping that something like "people chasing ghosts" would happen to him.

I subconsciously went to the door of Room 6 and looked out. My identity as a "ghost" had been replaced. I was no longer a participant, but no one cared about me now.

No. 8 dared to chase his neighbor because he knew that as long as he forced his neighbor into the room and then blocked it, he could use the rules to kill him, and he could dig a hole in the corridor and return to the room at any time.

To him, the room is safe. If the neighbor wants to chase him into the room and kill him, No. 8 would be more than happy to do so.

But why did the neighbor run?

Oh, the neighbors must know about this too.

Walls have ears, and the neighbors must have heard the entire discussion we had in the meeting room.

As I thought about this, I carefully identified the situation in the corridor in the dim environment.

Just as the neighbor was passing Room 5 (the man with the saber), a loud shout came from the room: "I'm here to help you!"

The knife light drifted out from the room, floating in the corridor like a white firefly, blocking the neighbors' way.

The rushing neighbor didn't care. She weaved together several lotus-like girl arms, and twisted and entangled her slender white fingers like maggots into a shield, sweeping away the knife light that blocked her way.

These knife lights kept cutting the neighbor's body, and the red blood splattered everywhere. The elegant carcass was covered with fresh knife wounds and blood, which made it even more charming.

This level of obstruction did not slow down the neighbor's pace, so No. 5 in the room activated his follow-up move. The star-like knife lights in the corridor gathered into the room like a vortex, and the neighbor's body was forced into the room.

"Hurry!" No. 5's voice echoed throughout the 3rd floor.

No. 8 rushed into Room 5 in one step, but was immediately followed by a classic Chinese curse.

邻居从4号房中跑了出来，她应该是赶在8号进房间前打出4、5房间的洞逃入4号房，再次回到安全的走廊。

At the same time, several beautiful eyes opened from behind the neighbors. It seemed that they saw that No. 8 had not come out of the room yet, so they slowed down their pace, as if they were waiting for No. 8.

wait?

I realized that my neighbor intended to let No. 8 chase her closely. She wanted to create a distance difference to "trick" No. 5 Black Goat character into blocking ability, which was the move that threatened her the most.

If she is locked in any room with No. 8, she will be killed by the "Widower" rule.

But why didn't she find an opportunity to kill No. 8?

I thought about what the neighbor said before. If she wanted to get something from No. 8, it should be from the "living" No. 8, right?

"Give me the mask, I will control the black goat!" No. 8 left Room 5, took the black goat mask thrown by No. 5 and put it on his own rat mask, chasing after his neighbor.

Can masks be used like this?
I was surprised, but when I think about it, I can take off the mask and give it to my neighbor on my own, and the same seems to be true for double masks.

During the lights-out phase of this game, masks are unlocked, and the role, identity, or even whether or not one is a participant is unimportant, and all kinds of monsters can act in the dark.

"Koster, other people's ghost stories can be turned into saber-cutting, why can't you even help me run faster?" No. 8's complaining voice rang out in the corridor. He was always almost catching up with his neighbor.

Neighbors is a bloody horror story.

This is not the first time I have come into contact with ghost stories, so I can roughly distinguish the attributes of ghost stories. The ghost story power of bloody ghost stories is mainly used to shape and maintain entities, relying on entities to kill and destroy.

Although No. 8 has strong physical fitness, it is still not enough in the face of bloody ghost stories.

The neighbor was even worried that he might kill No. 8 with a single blow, so he never attacked.

"Sister, if you meet a widower like Kuster, just marry him. He is rich, handsome and young." No. 8 said something ambiguous. He already knew that the neighbor knew the secret of the "widower", so he simply stopped hiding it.

However, the neighbor showed no sign of stopping and quickly ran into Room 3.

"She has no chance to dig a hole!" No. 8 was delighted and broke into Room 3, perhaps wanting to lock himself and his neighbor in Room 3, but then he realized something, "Not right."

As soon as he finished speaking, the neighbor's figure reappeared in the corridor and ran towards Room 1.

I can roughly understand the twists and turns. The neighbor still wants to "trick" the Black Goat into using its blocking ability. This time, he is using stealth-type terms to create a time difference.

Unfortunately, No. 8 saw through it.

"your wife."

"your wife."

"your wife."

I don’t know who No. 8 was arguing with, but in the end it turned into the three words “your wife” being repeated over and over again.

"She's going down to the second floor, come and help me!" No. 2 followed his neighbor into Room 8. He sent a call for help to the other mice, then they all jumped into the rat hole leading down to Room 1 and started chasing the rat with his neighbor on the second floor.

Rat No. 1 ran out of Room No. 2, and Rat No. 2 ran out of Room No. 3. They both broke through the next door and then broke into Room No. 4 where the corpse was exploded.

I don't know what they are doing. They may be following the steps of the ghost on the second floor. After all, they can track the footsteps of the ghost neighbor, but no rat dares to dig a hole to directly block the ghost's actions. In the end, it is still No. 2 who is chasing the neighbor. He is doomed. How can a human win a bloody ghost story in a chase?

If no one helps No. 8, his neighbor will sooner or later exhaust his physical strength, and by the time his neighbor gets what he wants, No. 8 will surely die.

I was on the right side.

Sure enough, the so-called family is just empty talk. In the end, no one will help No. 8, just like no one is willing to save me, a "ghost".

I hope my neighbor will keep his promise and not kill me.

I heard footsteps passing by downstairs. The neighbor on the 2nd floor had already run from Room 1 to Room 6. I instinctively followed the footsteps and stopped near Room 7.

After a chaotic noise, something came from Room 2 on the 7nd floor into Room 3 on the 7rd floor. I quickly walked to the door of Room and looked inside.

To my surprise, at that time, Mouse Mother, the neighbor and No. 8 were in the same room.

what?
Why didn't the neighbor run away?
Wouldn't she then die under the rule of No. 8?
Unfortunately, my question could not be answered as countless tentacles emerged from the wall and quickly sealed off Room 7.

And at the last second of complete blockade, the black goat mask was thrown out by No. 8.

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"Run... I finally caught her." Zhong Xie took a few deep breaths and looked at his neighbor with a provocative look, "Koster, kill her."

"Haven't you noticed yet?" The neighbor's body showed countless smiling faces. She slowly sat on the bed: "Guess why I attracted you to this room."

"Attract?" Zhong Xie frowned and looked at the third person in the room, Rat Mom, "Rat Mom? Rat Mom's ability..."

[Mouse Mother: When you share a room with mice, the mice in the room will not be affected by the ghost story ability. ]

"I finally understand." The neighbor's arm showed a scornful smile, "The Widower's rule ability can never surpass the will of the Black Goat. Only in this room can you not kill me."

"What? Kuster!" Zhong Xie screamed, and then his face turned black, and he said calmly, "What's the point? I'm also a rat, and I'm also protected by the rules."

The neighbor's smile became even more charming: "It's true that strange stories can't affect you, but is there a possibility that killing a human being doesn't require strange stories?"

"Bloody?" Zhong Xie read out his neighbor's attribute, and at the same time recited the original text of the introductory manual, "The power of strange talk is used to shape entities and fight in physical form, so the character ability of Mouse Mom can only eliminate the influence of strange talk, and cannot be immune to your physical attacks."

"That's right, you can't kill me with 'Widower' here, but I can easily break your neck." The neighbor opened countless eyes and leisurely watched the panic on Zhong Xie's face, trying his best to capture the fear and despair in the air.

She swayed her body slowly, and smiled: "I need a quiet eating environment to absorb Kuster. Thank you for providing me with such a good opportunity."

This scene made her extremely excited. The heat in her heart caused her originally fair body to turn pink, and her desire to eat was unprecedentedly high.

But suddenly, Zhong Xie laughed cheerfully: "I was just kidding, but you took it seriously."

He took off his rat mask and laughed, "Is Goubakuster really that powerful? Do I need to go through so much trouble to kill you?"

At the same time, the Mouse Mom, who had been silent in the house, did the same action. She just silently took off the Mouse Mom mask on her face.

At this point, the characters in the room change.

Neighbor, rat.

Zhongxie, cat.

Mouse mother, Mr. Custer.

"Masks? When did you get these masks?" The neighbor was puzzled. She didn't understand what Zhong Xie wanted to do, but she could vaguely sense that the atmosphere in the room had changed.

“在你离间6号的时候。”钟邪指了指房间外的6号，“我打通了8、9号房的鼠洞，让9号鼠打洞去10号房为我取来猫面具。”

He continued, "When I chase you to room 3, I'll tell the other little mice the news while you run to the second floor. They'll help me get the Kuster mask for blowing up corpses and deliver it to the mouse mother."

Zhong Xie walked to his neighbor's side, gently brushed his palm across his neighbor's well-proportioned waist, and felt the delicateness of her skin with interest.

This was a feeling he could never imagine even after five years of hard training in a mental hospital.

The director said that the world outside the mental hospital is vast and interesting, with countless feelings that have never been experienced.

Now, he comes to experience it.

In fear and anxiety, the neighbor stopped talking and grabbed Zhong Xie's body with her multiple hands, ready to tear him to pieces. However, she found that the strength she was proud of had disappeared and she could not even shake Zhong Xie's body.

"You are not from our family, so of course you don't know our rules." Zhong Xie stretched out his hand towards the face on his neighbor's body and kneaded it into a weird shape at will.

"Cats may, are allowed to, and must catch mice when they see them."

Zhong Xie said.

That's it for now.

He looked for parts from his neighbors with great interest, breaking off a thigh here, taking off two ears there, and slowly piecing them together to form the shape of a beautiful girl.

While doing all this, the neighbor kept struggling and resisting, trying to attack Zhong Xie, but was powerless.

In front of Mr. "Kester", the mouse can never fight back against the cat.

In this villa, the rules set by Miss Black Goat herself override everything.

Give food to the mother mouse, and the mouse will be blessed.

This is also one of Miss Black Goat's rules. After triggering this rule, Zhong Xie understood that the "cat and mouse" rule must be valid in the game.

The next step is to lure the neighbors to become willing rats and run to Mr. "Kester" for him to kill.

The neighbor knew that he had a second ghost story, and it was a powerful ghost story with the same attributes as Miss Black Goat, but she had no way of knowing the details of the ghost story.

"Widower" and "common-law marriage" are half true and half false, yet they conform to common sense in strange stories.

The second strange story is naturally Mr. Kuster, the spouse of the Black Goat, who happens to be a "widower".

The neighbors will be in awe of Miss Black Goat, and she will look for a place where she cannot be killed by the Widowmaker's Rule to kill Zhong Xie.

There is only one place - Mouse Mom's room.

The mother mouse will passively protect all mice. The "widower" is the second strange story of the newborn and cannot transcend the rules set by the will of the black goat.

Fortunately, it didn't have to go to the third round.

"No, you want me to become a rat. You can just not let No. 10 live in Room 1. I will just pick up the rat mask and become a rat." The neighbor realized this. "You don't have to bet that the ghost in this round of the game happens to be a 'rat', nor do you have to bet that the ghost rat will betray you and give me the mask."

She didn't understand why Zhong Xie would go to such lengths.

If you want her to be a rat, just vacate room 1. Why ask her to get the rat mask of room 6?
"I'm so glad you thought of that."

Zhong Xie was very happy that someone noticed this, otherwise no one would understand his unnecessary operations.

If no one had noticed, he would have tossed and turned in bed and woke Kuster up to explain it seven times.

Zhong Xie smiled:

"Because only in this way you won't kill the ghosts in this round of the game, and you won't kill the one-eyed uncle in the conference room. You need to prove to No. 6 that your goal is pure, so you probably won't kill indiscriminately."

He pieced together the girl's entire body and looked at the real doll in front of him with a satisfied smile.

He went on to explain to his neighbors:

"Didn't I promise at the beginning that I would let everyone survive? This includes the betraying No. 6. Only by choosing him to betray can the lives of the Rat Ghost and the One-Eyed Uncle be saved."

The neighbor's eyes widened, and he suddenly became hysterical, and began to curse Zhong Xie and Miss Black Goat crazily:

"You're willing to risk losing everything for such a vague promise? You're just as stupid and hypocritical as the Black Goat. Do you still want to forgive No. 6 and let him live? You damn saints, you will suffer the same fate sooner or later. The Black Goat will be killed by humans, and so will you!"

And Zhong Xie shook his head:

"I didn't save her out of kindness, nor did I save her out of profit. I just wanted to."

"When I see the basket, I want to jump up and touch it. If I touch it, will anyone give me a reward?"

"will not."

"Remember the dean's teachings and do whatever you think of."

"Is this strange in your eyes?"

Zhong Xie looked at his neighbor's face carefully. This face was filled with resentment, anger and a little fear, and it finally coincided with the appearance in his memory.

So he gently and happily held up his neighbor's face and slowly assembled it onto the head of the girl doll.

Ah, this is exactly the same as the dead cat girl.

The legs are the same, the waist is the same, the expression is the same, but the skin is too white.

Yeah, I knew I was good at puzzles.

　The first ghost story event is completed. Small copies like this will basically be written in 5 to 6 chapters, so feel free to read on.

　　Due to the limitation of the protagonist's strength, the first copy was not fully alive. I will start storing it tomorrow. Every follow-up reading will be important to me. Please come and have a look QAQ
　　
　
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