Mochizuki Rin gave Wang Quan a general explanation in a low voice and quickly.
The so-called Hyakumonogatari is essentially the same as Die Xian and Pen Xian. It is a death-defying game that the people love to see.
Specifically, it means lighting a hundred candles, and then everyone takes turns telling spooky stories, saying that when one person blows out one candle and all one hundred candles are extinguished, something terrible will happen.
It is also a kind of spiritual game.
In the middle of the night, at twelve o'clock at midnight, are you playing some kind of spiritual conjuring game?
There's something wrong with your brain!
It’s 24K pure cerebral palsy!
Maybe it’s because it was Nohara Hanako who said this.
If it were a beautiful big sister, maybe Wang Quan wouldn't say anything.
Hmm... Thinking about it this way, it seems that he has heard similar things before?
It shouldn't be a weird story, he and his friends never play this kind of cerebral palsy game.
Well, I remembered it.
I had a chat with Xu Yue and the others when I was at work.
They are a game company. Of course they have also made mobile games, and then they have researched the games of their peers.
It seems that there is a female monster named Qing Xingdeng in a certain game.
This monster comes from the Japanese legend "Hyakumonogatari", and she likes to play the story of Hyakumonogatari with others.
It's just that the game company whitewashed the monster and made it a beautiful female monster.
Wang Quan narrowed his eyes slightly.
So, is Hanako Nohara a green light, or a Hyakumonogatari character?
"Hyakumonogatari? But Nohara-san, where are the candles? A hundred candles are not very environmentally friendly."
Wang Quan said that environmental protection is just a high-sounding excuse from your beautiful father. You Japanese weirdo don’t even listen to your father’s words?
Nohara Hanako smiled very reservedly, "Wang Sang is really good at joking. I didn't prepare so many candles here, only fourteen, and they are all in the living room on the second floor. When the time comes, everyone will go up and blow out one candle after speaking, so that only ten candles will be spoken.
Four ghost stories will do."
"Then when do we start?" Masao Inoue asked.
Wang Quan rolled his eyes.
He found that none of these people thought anything was wrong, and no one raised any questions or objections.
Has it entered the logic of murder?
Because I entered the logic of killing, my cognition was disturbed, and I thought there was nothing wrong with a group of people talking about ghost stories one by one in the middle of the night.
So how did this weird thing kill people?
Anyway, if you refuse, you will be killed.
But no one died here.
So everyone else accepted it?
"Let's start now." Nohara Hanako took out a lottery tube from nowhere.
Inside the lottery tube are fourteen small wooden sticks, which are flat wooden sticks similar to popsicle sticks.
"Everyone comes to draw lots, and then tell strange stories according to the order of drawing lots."
Except for Wang Quan and Mochizuki Rin, everyone went to draw lots.
Then Wang Quan also went to draw lots.
Seeing Wang Quan draw lots, Mochizuki Rin followed suit and drew the last one.
Wang Quan frowned slightly.
He just felt an irresistible force controlling him to draw lots.
It is a desire, a desire from the heart.
His heart told him that he needed to draw this lot.
Gee, is this still a weird meme thing...
Wang Quan looked at the lot he drew and saw "three" written on it.
"gentlemen."
Next to her, Mochizuki Rin pulled Wang Quan and then showed her own lottery.
"One" written above.
Wang Quan leaned close to her ear and whispered: "Let's talk about weird stories for a while, and then remember to be careful at all times, and remember to use the power I gave you."
Mochizuki Rin nodded to express understanding.
Afterwards, Nohara Hanako turned off the lights and lit a white candle in the center of the table.
Her face was dimly illuminated by the candle, "Mochizuki-chan, please start."
Mochizuki Rin took a deep breath, held Wang Quan's hand with her left hand, and said calmly: "What I want to tell you is a true story.
"My father killed my mother in front of me."
Wang Quan was shocked, damn girl! You really dare to say anything!
It seems that if we don't keep silent afterwards or don't take this girl back, it will be difficult for this matter to end.
Sure enough, Wang Quan was not the only one shocked.
Others were also shocked and speechless.
How do you say that?
Even if it’s true, you can’t tell it everywhere.jpg!
They stayed like this for a long time, and suddenly someone asked, "What happens next?"
Mochizuki Rin: "Then it was gone."
"..."
The atmosphere is stiffer.
Mochizuki Rin looked at Wang Quan.
Wang Quan gave her an encouraging look, then turned to stare at Hanako Nohara.
If she wants to cause trouble, then Mr. Wang will turn into Brother Crow today and overturn the table. No one will eat this Sukiyaki pot!
However, Nohara Hanako didn't say anything. She still had a gentle smile on her face and said, "Mochizuki-chan, please go upstairs and blow out the candles."
Mochizuki Lin glanced at Wang Quan and felt relieved when she saw Wang Quan nodded slightly.
Then she stood up and walked towards the second floor.
Two minutes later, she came down.
It's still the same.
When she sat next to Wang Quan, Wang Quan gave her a questioning look.
Mochizuki Rin's eyes were confused, and when Wang Quan looked over, she shook her head.
[Speak directly in your heart, I can hear you. What’s above?]
Mochizuki Rin's expression remained unchanged and she answered in her heart.
[Sir, there is nothing above. It is an empty room of about 80 square meters, with tatami mats on the floor, and fourteen white candles placed in the middle of the room, arranged in a stepped manner, facing the
Stairs. I went over and blew out one, waited for a while, and came down after seeing nothing.]
Wang Quan: "..."
So your guess was wrong?
In fact, the danger is not above?
Is this weird one one of the easier ones? As long as you follow the rules, you'll be fine.
Or does it mean that all the candles must be extinguished before anything goes wrong?
In this case, will something happen to everyone, or will something happen to the unlucky guy who was drawn last?
Not sure.
But it doesn't matter, Wang Quan drew "three" anyway, and he will know when he gets up.
As for the second one…
He looked at the middle-aged social worker Masao Inoue who killed his wife.
Well...it doesn't matter to this person.
Originally Wang Quan thought he was going to commit suicide.
As a result, I didn't have the courage to commit suicide.
Forget it, Wang Quan wouldn't go to the police.
But saving him or something... forget it.
If it were a beautiful girl, Wang Quan could double standard.
This is not even a pretty girl, so why save him?
So Wang Quan poured a glass of orange juice and started to drink Sukiyaki while listening to his story.
Under the light of the candle, Masao Inoue's face looked gloomy and uncertain.
After a few seconds of silence, he said: "The story I told also happened really.
"I have a friend who...killed his wife."
Wang Quan: “Pfft——!”
Seeing that everyone was looking over, he waved his hand to ask Mochizuki Rin not to pat her back, and then smiled and said: "It's okay, I just thought of sad things."
The uncle's speech reminded him of another famous painting.