One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

Then remembering that I didn't have a tent yet, the teacher sighed again, and didn't care about others, so he turned and went back to the warehouse, trying to find out if there was anything available.

"I'll go with you." Zhao Kun took the initiative to go to the warehouse with the teacher.

The rest continued to set up tents. Having experienced so many planes, they all knew that they could live longer here by not meddling in their own business.

Jing Chennian looked at the direction Ling Qiong was leaving, and took a while to look away, his eyelashes drooping down, blocking the emotion in his eyes.

…

"ah--"

In the middle of the night, screams pierced the night and went straight to the sky.

The people in the tent were awakened and came out one after another, asking nervously, "What's wrong?"

The light sources brought in by everyone swayed back and forth around the tents, sweeping across the tents one by one.

Looking at it from a distance, these tents look like graves one after another, giving off a sense of eerieness.

"Dead...dead." Zhou Qin pointed at a tent, his voice trembling slightly, "Zhang Zhi is dead."

Everyone: "!!!"

How could it be dead?

They haven't figured out anything yet, did ghosts attack people on the first night?

Niu Xin was bold enough to open the tent and go in.

Zhang Zhi was lying at the entrance of the tent, his eyes were wide open, and his hands were stretched forward, as if he wanted to crawl out.

Zhao Kun: "Is everyone here?"

Everyone turned their heads and counted people, except for Ling Qiong, everyone else was there.

The teacher without a tent was outside all the time, but he was fine, and he didn't hear any strange movements. On the contrary, Zhang Zhi with a tent died...

This is the first day!

"Ah—" Zhou Qin suddenly called out again.

"What's your name?" Niu Xin was impatient, "Have you ever seen a dead person?"

How did this woman get here?

Zhou Qin didn't dare to look down, "Yes, someone is grabbing my feet!"

A beam of light hit Zhou Qin's ankle, and the boy's gentle voice sounded, "It's just a dead vine."

Zhou Qin looked down and saw that it was indeed a dead vine, and he was relieved... No... It wasn't like that just now.

The feeling just now was a hand, icy cold, grabbing her ankle.

"Grass!" Xiong Jian cursed in a low voice, attracting everyone to look over, he quickly said: "Something is pulling me."

Both Xiong Jian and Niu Xin were tall men, and they didn't look like timid people. He said so at this time, and everyone suddenly became nervous, wondering if there was really something around.

Zhao Kun felt that his ankle was also being pulled, but when he looked down, there was nothing.

Jiang Cha was standing outside, she seemed to see something, and suddenly ran away.

She moved suddenly, but the teacher standing not far from her instinctively followed suit.

"Damn, what!"

"run!"

There were angry curses from behind.

On the open space surrounded by tents, ghost hands broke out one after another, trying to catch the people present.

There are countless ghost hands, dancing in the dark, making one's scalp tingle.

Everyone didn't care about each other, and rushed forward with their heads buried, fearing that they would die if they took a step too late.

Those ghost hands can move in the mud, and they are approaching them quickly.

"ah……"

Zhou Qin was grabbed by a ghostly hand and fell to the ground. The teacher next to her hesitated and gave her a hand.

"Why so many!"

"They're too fast!"

"There seems to be a wooden house in front!"

I don't know who roared, everyone looked forward, and sure enough, they saw a wooden house deep in the dense forest.

The dim light of the wooden house is like the most reassuring guiding light in this dark night.

Knowing that the wooden house might be dangerous, everyone ran towards the wooden house in unison.

boom--

Niu Xin, who ran the fastest, kicked open the door of the wooden house.

Niu Xin couldn't understand the situation inside the house——

The old butler and the young master were sitting cross-legged on the ground, and on the only wicker chair in the wooden house, there was a little girl curled up with a blanket on her lap and a card in her hand.

All three of them turned their heads to look at them at the same time. The scene, at first glance, was really scary.

Niu Xin was only stunned for two seconds, and people from behind ran in one after another.

Zhao Kun, who ran last, entered the house, closed the door immediately, panted against the wooden door, and calmed down his beating heart.

There was no movement outside the wooden house, and those ghost hands didn't seem to be chasing after them.

"You... why are you here?" Panting, Zhou Qin saw Ling Qiong, his pupils widened suddenly, and he uttered a voice in disbelief.

They pitched tents over there, and she had a cabin!

"Of course it's because they think I'm cute, and they can't bear my suffering outside at night, so they specially found such a place for me."

Everyone: "..."

God damn cute.

Did she think they were three year olds?

These two NPCs are elusive, and they are not good at first glance, how could they be so kind...

Soon someone thought of the skull in Lingqiong's hand.

Sometimes some things in the copy are not only props that trigger death, but also props that make NPCs treat them differently.

Ling Qiong threw down the cards and didn't care what they were thinking, "It's you, why did you come here?"

"There is something chasing us outside." The teacher propped up his knees, slowed down, and said, "Zhang Zhi is dead."

"Wow." Ling Qiong's tone didn't know whether it was regret or sigh, and pulled the blanket on her body, "So you are staying here tonight?"

Everyone immediately looked at each other in blank dismay.

She didn't have a tent at the time, and no one spoke up to help her.

Now they must not dare to go back to the tent. Although the wooden house is not big, it can still accommodate them, and it feels quite safe here.

"Can we stay here?" Jing Chennian asked slowly.

Ling Qiong looked up at him, smiled brightly, and walked through the back door for him, "Of course good-looking people can, as for you..."

The rest: "..."

Do you want to be such a dog.

"This place is not yours alone." Zhou Qin said, "Why do you decide whether we can stay here?"

Although Zhou Qin's words were a bit unreasonable, the rest of the people didn't speak, obviously agreeing.

But no one voiced their support for Zhou Qin.

Ling Qiong looked at her nails casually, "In the dungeon, whoever occupies it first will own it. You didn't understand this truth when you robbed the tent. Why are you confused now? Are you going to play hooligans with me?"

Zhou Qin panicked slightly, but still pretended to be calm, "What's the matter, the tent can only sleep one person..."

The log cabin is so spacious, it is not a thing at all.

right!

Zhou Qin found a good reason in his heart, and became confident again.

With so many of them, are they still afraid of her alone?

Zhou Qin doesn't think these people are willing to go out, she really doesn't want them to stay here, it will only be these people who unite to deal with her.

Zhou Qin is not a fool either, in the face of survival, anyone would choose this way, she understands this.