184 Strange talk about love rules (7) “Noooooo……

The living room counter has a medicine box, Tieu Lanh found povidone from inside, he used the opium and foreign medicine then returned to the kitchen.

Ye Xi was stabbed until his head was dizzy, and he was still sitting there soothing the child. Ye Shuyan looked at the blood stain on the corner of the table and felt heartbroken. He didn't have time to care about cleanliness for a moment. Seeing Xiao Leng bring the medicine, he reached out and said, "I'll come!"

"Come here, little smile, he is more professional at this job than you are at dealing with wounds." Zhao Mo pulled Ye Shuyan away, while giving reasons, he winked crazily at Ye Shuyan, meaning that you, little lover, don't need to be a light bulb!

Diep Thu Nham was only worried about Diep Tich's injury, completely ignoring Trieu Mat's expression. However, being convinced by Trieu Mat's reason, he did not persist.

Xiao Leng knelt on one knee in front of Ye Xi, just at the right height so that one could clearly see the wound on the back of her head. Not sure if it was because "he" didn't intend to get involved in this difficult matter, but the wound on the back of Ye Xi's head could be described as ingenious, not too big nor too deep, pushing aside her hair could be used to easily disinfect it.

Xiao Leng laughed silently, and poured povidone onto the cotton pad, saying, "This kind of wound needs to be completely disinfected, so it's best to shave off that piece of hair."

"!" Diep Tich suddenly dodged back, raised his hand to cover the injured back of his head, "Noooooo!!!"

"Ha ha ha ha!" Tieu Lanh laughed.

Diep Tich immediately realized his prank and glared at him fiercely.

In a panic, Ye Shuyan took this kind of fierceness as Ye Xi's protest against shaving her head, and carefully advised her from the side: "Xiao Xi, shave then shave, health is important! If not, wait until after we go out and papa gives you money, you can go buy a few nice wigs..."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ——" Tieu Lanh laughed even more excessively, laughing so much that he sat down on the ground.

"Don't laugh!" Diep Tich fiercely pushed him away, snatched the bamboo stick from his hand, and pressed it against the wound on the back of his head.

Seeing him still laughing there, she stretched out her leg and kicked him: "Don't make a fuss, you scared my dad!"

"?" Diep Thu Nham looked blankly at Tieu Lanh.

"Oh." Xiao Leng choked, the smile in the depths of his eyes still not fading, pretending to be serious towards Ye Shuyan to explain, "She is fine, little merchant, not too much blood was shed."

"That's good, that's good..." Only then did Diep Thu Nham relax.

Tieu Lanh reached out to help Diep Tich: "Go upstairs and lie down for a while?"

"Not that bad." Diep Tich shook his head, using his strength to stand up, his right hand still pressed on the back of his head, asking him, "My previous thoughts were wrong, what should we do now, do you have any ideas?"

"Um..." Tieu Lanh looked at her seriously, "You are really fascinating."

Diep Tich: "..."

Tieu Lang: "My thinking is that the current situation of the dungeon is not that urgent, you can rest a bit first."

Diep Tich: "But I really feel it's fine."

"Is that so?" Tieu Lang said sincerely, "I see you are a bit panicked."

Diep Tich looked at him and slowly nodded: "Okay... I'll go upstairs and rest for a bit."

Tieu Lang lowered his eyes: "I'll accompany you upstairs." After saying that, he helped Diep Tich walk upstairs together. Trieu Mat looked at the two of them with a happy expression, then noticed the blood stain.

She was afraid that Diep Thu Nham's clean habits would flare up again, so she quickly pulled him into the house before he stopped.

Diep Tich and Tieu Lanh went into the second floor bedroom together. Tieu Lanh closed the door. Diep Tich turned to look at him: "Speak frankly."

In the two rooms where there were only them, Tieu Lanh was not at all secretive: "Tonight, when the ghosts appear again to cause trouble, I want to turn on the lights."

Diep Tich nodded: "Maybe."

Tieu Lang said again: "So tonight we will sleep separately."

"No!" Diep Tich refused without thinking.

"This kind of dangerous existence has enough challenge from one person." Xiao Leng slowly said, "I will go sleep in the living room, or you go sleep in the living room, otherwise you can go to uncle and aunt's bedroom downstairs."

"No." Ye Xi still said these two words, staring at him and said, "Have you ever thought about it, finding your ghost and finding my ghost are not the same thing. If turning on the light is only ineffective on female ghosts and ineffective on male ghosts, then if you chase me out, you won't be able to find any clues."

Tieu Lang calmly nodded: "There is such a possibility. So tonight I will come to test first, if nothing happens, tomorrow night I will switch to you."

"What if each of them only appears once?" Ye Xi said again, "Tonight is the last group. If something really happens when the lights are turned on, then tonight is the last chance to find this clue."

Xiao Leng was silent, calmly considering, he felt that the probability of this kind of situation Ye Xi was talking about was not high. Because under the rules that clearly stipulated that there would be a situation at night when the lights could not be turned on, the vast majority of participants would not take such a risk like them. If they were to give the ghosts more restrictions on the number of times they could come and go, then this instance would basically be equivalent to a certain death situation.

The rules of the weird talk are perverted, but they are not generally so harsh.

But considering the previous discussion about the rules of the service area, Xiao Leng did not dare to completely deny her guess.

The rule of the strange area was that he aimed at the 17th team to surround and suppress them, but he failed. They were in great danger, and not a single member of the 17th team died.

... So, who knows if he can target them with more sieges and exterminations?

If he could know that the 17th team was targeting him, he should also be able to know the strength of the 17th team members. If they were to rank an assassination list based on their strength, Ye Xi and he would be the top two on the list without any delay.

Xiao Leng was silent for a long time, then reluctantly gave in: "Alright. But if there really is danger, I will start using the [Teleportation Gate] to directly send you out."

"Maybe." Diep Tich nodded, not refusing his kindness.

Then she walked past him, without a word she lay down on the bed, wrapped herself in the blanket and turned over, facing him.

He had just suggested letting her go up to rest mainly to discuss the plan with her parents, but she had just come to her senses, and he indeed felt that she should rest a bit, so seeing her like this did not feel anything was wrong.

Diep Tich looked at the white wall in front of him, his heart in turmoil.

She wondered if every analysis she just said was correct. Not only would Xiao Leng be convinced by that reason, even Minister Ding wouldn't be able to say she was wrong.

But she herself knew, she was not big enough.

This kind of conjecture she had done a lot in the Rule Realm, but before every time she did it was from careful consideration, trying to avoid danger.

At this time, selfishness accounts for at least three-tenths of the proportion.

In her absolutely rational side, a soft spot in her heart was touched, making her not want to see Xiao Leng facing this kind of thing alone. If danger really happened, she also did not want to let him die alone in despair.

... Just now my brain was damaged!

Diep Tich silently raised his hand, rubbing the back of his head.

"Don't rub it." Xiao Leng's voice came from not far behind, "External injuries, this will only increase the pain."

"Ah..." Diep Tich gloomily responded. After a while, she heard the pill being rolled out of the bottle making a small sound. She turned her head and looked, just in time to see Tieu Lanh handing over a glass of water with his left hand and a capsule with his right hand.

Diep Tich: "What?"

Xiao Lang: "Ibuprofen."

"Thank you." She sat up and drank the Ibuprofen. Xiao Leng naturally returned the glass of water and said to her, "You sleep for a while, I'll wait downstairs."

Diep Tich: "Going downstairs for something?"

"It's nothing." Tieu Lanh smiled, his eyes swept over her messy blanket, "But here... I have compulsive disorder, it's very uncomfortable."

"..." Diep Tich was both amused and annoyed, she could only let him go. She closed the door again and lay down on the bed, unable to sleep, she just stared at the ceiling in a daze.

She could very clearly remember how she had wavered step by step, Xiao Leng had chased after her, saying affectionate words was especially embarrassing, but...

He is a really good person.

She is not a romantic person, ever since she read romance novels, she did not like those romantic scenes. Writing love letters, giving roses and watching fireworks are all things that have no fruit in their eyes, thinking rationally makes her care more about a person's character.

Where is this person Tieu Lang...

Diep Tich quietly pointed out all his strengths and weaknesses, then discovered that she actually couldn't say what flaws he had, at least not the kind that she found unacceptable.

As for her hobbies and advantages, she can list a large number.

She has a good brain and her martial arts value is also high. Because she uses her brain more when dealing with strange rules and issues, she has become a top 17 star, but if we talk about her overall strength, even if her combat power is 0, it is definitely not up to standard, and Xiao Leng does not have a clear shortcoming.

More importantly, Tieu Lanh grew up handsome, and could cook...

Diep Tich is more or less strict when it comes to finding a partner, so she noticed Tieu Lanh's beauty the first time she saw him.

But she also naturally has a good feeling towards the man who cooks.

Besides, his cooking is also very delicious!

Diep Tich thought about it all in a mess, thinking about him cooking, she felt really old-fashioned and hungry.

Saying something like "If you want to conquer a man's heart, you must first conquer his stomach", she thinks this saying is not wrong, but it should not be limited by gender, women can also have their stomachs conquered!

She thought of his cooking skills and felt hungry, and when she was hungry again, she would think of what he was cooking, so she basically couldn't help it!

"Ai!" Diep Tich sat up wearily, took two deep breaths, lifted the blanket and stepped on his slippers to go downstairs.

Xiao Leng was lying on the sofa, his severe compulsive disorder was bothering him so he didn't dare to look around, so he just stared at the crystal lamp hanging high in the living room.

... The glass of the lamp is really clean, moreover it is very delicate, symmetrical, and looks really nice against the odds.

"Xiao Leng!" He suddenly heard Ye Xi's voice, turned around, Ye Xi was running down the stairs, "I'm hungry, let's make lunch, I want to eat the braised pork you made!"

"Okay." He couldn't help but smile, and walked into the kitchen with her, rummaging through the refrigerator, "No pork belly, but some chicken wings, braised pork belly and chicken wings, do you want to eat them?"

Diep Tich smacked his lips: "That's right." After speaking, he lowered his eyes, "Then after you go out, you have to give me a bowl of braised pork!"

Tieu Lanh was startled, he couldn't help but look at her, but she wasn't looking at him.

He felt something was strange, unable to tell what she was thinking.

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The family had dinner at 6:30, dinner was a few hours later, Xiao Leng and Ye Shu Yan were still very uncomfortable.

The good news is based on the latest thinking, they don't need to resist compulsive behavior and cleanliness. The bad news is that if you don't resist, you will comply, so compulsive behavior Xiao Leng is still good, but cleanliness habit Ye Shuyan quickly entered the vicious cycle of "clean house - crazy hand washing - clean house - crazy hand washing" and in just two to three hours, he worked his hands until the skin was peeling off.

Luckily, there were sleeping pills in the medicine box. Zhao Mo fed him two sleeping pills at 10 o'clock, making him fall asleep quickly and stop thinking about this and that.

2 long, Diep Tich and Tieu Lanh washed their faces and went to sleep very early.

Last night before going to bed, they were all worried and on guard because of the possibility of a bloody dream. Today, they decided to turn on the lights. Instead, they were determined and fell asleep very quickly.

Xiao Leng opened his eyes and found himself in the master bedroom on the first floor. The sound of chatter came from the living room next door. He followed the sound and saw the messy arrangement of grilled skewers, wine snacks, and quite a few bottles of white wine and beer on the tea table.

The cotton seeds and husks fell all over the ground, making the originally clean and bright apartment appear dirty.

Tieu Lanh raised his head to look, this decoration in the dream scene, finally resembled what they saw in the Rule Realm.

So now he saw the person, there must be one who is the last murderer of that pile of bruised corpse case.

His eyes fell to the other side of the tea table, where there were three men drinking and blowing on water. All three were in their early twenties, two of them looked rough, the other one was relatively elegant, sitting on the sofa silently drinking beer, their expressions gloomy.

Intuition tells Tieu Lanh that this elegant man is the main character.

The slightly chubby man beside him drank half a glass of white wine in one gulp: "What did I say? Your wife is looking down on you! She said she would leave the place to us, but in reality, she doesn't want to cook for me."

"This is not giving you any face! Want to put aside our hometown, this kind of woman must play!"

The elegant man did not speak, but continued drinking.

Another skinny man singing along said: "Brother Tiger is right, how is the life of a husband and wife? Where did she ignore you? You press her down for a while, and she will be honest."

After speaking, both of them waited for the elegant man to react.

The elegant man finished the remaining glass of beer in one gulp, while tossing it around for himself, he said: "This house, her parents bought it; the car, her father-in-law came out to take charge, should I hit her?"

"Look!" The slightly fat man pointed at him with a look of understanding, "It is precisely because of your mentality that she dares to look down on you. You, you yourself feel that you are a lowly person, who would still put you in their eyes?"

"You are a man! Stand up for yourself! Give her a few punches! When the time comes, she will be the one in trouble!"

The elegant man followed and lowered his voice: "Is this appropriate?" He raised his head and looked towards Xiao Leng who was standing a few steps away, the corner of his lips curled up into a faint smile, "Is this appropriate?"

At the same time, Diep Tich personally handled extremely violent domestic violence scenes.

She also had a dream two days ago about domestic violence, but the time was too short. When she wanted to step forward to stop it, the image immediately disappeared. When she turned around, all she saw was a bloody crime scene.

But this time, her legs were nailed to the spot, unable to move, she could only watch helplessly as the man in front of her exploded.

... The elegant man in a suit seemed to have gone crazy, slapping and grabbing the woman in front of him who was only wearing a nightgown. The woman had no way to fight back, and was beaten until she was lying on the ground unable to move. He then grabbed her hair and dragged her up, dragging her towards the master bedroom on the first floor.

The woman struggled and cried, in a flash, she suddenly saw Diep Tich, heartbroken and cried out to her: "Run! Run!"

"Scamper!!!"

As the master bedroom door was violently slammed, the brutal scene was blocked. But the next second, Ye Xi's vision was suddenly pulled into the bedroom door. She saw the bed sheet torn in half, the woman was tied to the bed by that crazy man with a piece of cloth, the man brandished his belt, using all his strength to cruelly pull it down one by one.

"You despise me! You despise me!" The man muttered, no matter how the woman cried out miserably for mercy, he remained indifferent.

The woman's thin nightgown was quickly torn to pieces, and fresh blood flowed from beneath her skin, staining the bed sheet red.

"You're crazy! Let me go!" She cried and roared at the man, then shouted at Diep Tich, "Run! If you want to escape, get out!"

Diep Tich was also struggling with all her might. After an unknown amount of time, her legs suddenly became mobile. She immediately wanted to move forward, but just like two days ago, the image in front of her immediately disappeared.

Outside the master bedroom hallway, came the familiar sound of rustling.

Diep Tich pulled open the door and was not surprised to see a scene of dismemberment.

The man held a bone-cutting knife in his hand, mechanically slapping it down. The woman's blood vessels were cracked, blood spurted out, splattered on his white shirt.

Later, Diep Tich saw the whole process of him handling the corpse.

She watched as he tried his best to smash his flesh and bones into pieces, and they poured into the toilet upstairs and downstairs. Those relatively coarse bones were put into a pressure cooker by him, and with the help of high technology, they released a strong meaty smell.

Originally, Diep Tich could still hold back, but when he noticed that the pressure cooker was the one they had cooked the past two days, he still felt nauseous.

"Uyue ——" she covered her mouth, constantly feeling nauseous.

The man who had been ignoring her existence suddenly noticed her. He glanced over and the corner of his mouth curled into a sinister smile: "You are the next one."

His collar and cheek were still stained with blood, his smile made Diep Tich's hair stand on end.

Before she woke up with a scream, strong light penetrated her eyelids and hit her cornea.

Diep Tich suddenly realized what had happened and suddenly stood up from his sitting position.

——where her eyes could reach, she first saw Xiao Leng standing by the wall, the next blink, her eyes were already caught by the black smoke floating in the room.

It was a huge black mass floating in mid-air. Looking closely, it was two bodies, entangled and dragging, seemingly in a fierce struggle.

"Run!!!" A woman with a head covered in wounds appeared from the black smoke and shouted towards Diep Tich. Before she could finish, she was engulfed in the black smoke.

Then the elegant man with bloodstained face found Xiao Leng in front of him: "She despises me, she also despises you."

"She has better choices, you are nothing in her eyes."

Very strange, Xiao Leng couldn't help but think of Xie Jiang. Moreover, when Xie Jiang flashed in his mind for a moment, a wave of unwilling anger rose in his heart.

"Xiao Leng..." Ye Xi held his breath as he looked at him. Xiao Leng quietly stared at the ground, sometimes feeling this strange fire energy, sometimes feeling uncomfortable because of the poorly-patched patterns on the floor. Until the black smoke dissipated in the strong light, everything returned to silence.

He raised his head, three or four meters away from Diep Tich.

Diep Tich couldn't help but admit, the silence in front of her made her a little panicked, she swallowed her saliva: "You... are you okay?"

Tieu Lanh asked her: "Do you want to continue sleeping first, or should we have a chat?"

"... Let's take a nap." Diep Tich was completely sleepy, he calmed down, and patted the edge of the bed comfortably.

Tieu Lanh sat on the edge of the bed, silent for a long time. Diep Tich looked at him, sometimes startled, sometimes roaring, and was also silent for a moment.

Until the two people spoke at the same time: "I can't stand you if I don't see you, don't listen to his nonsense!"

"I have some ideas about this copy, I feel it has the potential… Um?"

Diep Tich finished speaking, Tieu Lanh had not finished speaking yet, both of them were stunned at the same time.

Tieu Lanh looked at her: "You can also see that ghost?"

Diep Tich stared at him and asked: "You are not being harassed by him?"

"I can see."

"I am not disturbed."

"..." The two people were inexplicably embarrassed for a moment.

Diep Tich coughed: "You speak first, let's see if we think the same."

Xiao Leng recovered: "First of all, the background of the dungeon should start from the Republic of China. During the Republic of China period, this place was still a Western house. The first wife-murder case happened in the Western house. The woman was running away and accidentally fell into a well and died."

Diep Tich nodded: "After that, for some reason, the man's family also died here - although there was no direct scene, but if both sides are still haunted, the man must have died."

"Yes." Xiao Leng continued, "Later, this place was changed to a small apartment building, and then rebuilt into the current one. During this time, the vengeful spirits would continue to haunt the in-laws, just like they haunted me. Moreover, the ones who moved in would cause trouble with their own gloomy faces, and would similarly commit acts of wife-killing. Then, they would turn into vengeful spirits and continue to haunt this place, harming the people who came after them."

Diep Tich pursed his lips: "From the Republic of China, up to now, there have been a total of four couples and lovers. I guess the one who entered the woman's house later felt the ghosts haunting him, so in his dream, they told me to run away quickly."

Xiao Leng nodded: "They are all female victims, they want to save you, but they are all male perpetrators who only want to assimilate me. Every step they take towards me is pushing this matter. Including... Cough, including making me see Xie Jiang, including making me feel the ability to force women without control, of course, also including compulsive disorder."

"Continuous compulsive disorder, and even compulsive disorder that makes you fight, are probably all well arranged by them." Ye Xi raised his cheek and said thoughtfully, "On the one hand, this is a very easy-to-think-of solution. On the other hand, the rules mention that in addition to compulsive disorder, cleanliness, and dislike of moisture, there is also an allergy."

She lowered her eyes: "Reasonable guess, if we can't get out in time, in the next few days you and I will likely develop allergies."

"Yes." Xiao Leng seemed to agree, "Compared to compulsive behavior and cleanliness, allergies only need to avoid contact with allergens to be uncomfortable. But if we deliberately 'fight', we will intentionally come into contact with allergens."

Diep Tich replied, his hands clenched on the blanket: "But the most serious allergic reaction results in death."

Tieu Lanh's eyes condensed: "If we die, will it be safe for you and your aunt to become a bride?"

Suddenly shook his head at the same time: "No!"

The overly synchronized reaction made Xiao Leng laugh, and Ye Xi somehow suppressed the laughter that was about to reach his mouth: "If there is no problem with the last rule, then one of the ways to pass is for me and my mother to kill you, but if you intentionally come into contact with the allergen and die, then both emotionally and logically you cannot be considered to have died at our hands."

"If you die like this, you will probably become the next group of vengeful ghosts, and then drag us all to death."

"That's right." Tieu Lanh hugged his arms and leaned against the headboard, calculating the rules she said in his mind.

Both sub-rules have a clearance method.

The girl's family is: You want to escape, you want to live, kill him, you can live;

The groom's side is: He wants to live, you want to live, kill her, you can live.

From the current situation, they all believe that these two internal rules of providing life are real.

... There is just one small flaw in it, which is that by choosing this method only one side can survive, the other side must be killed.

This obviously does not work.

Tieu Lang's attention was naturally focused on the most unusual sentence: "You want to run away."

He thought for a moment and said: "The rules say 'you want to escape', can you and your aunt just open the door and run out, and the instance will end peacefully?"

Diep Tich sat up straight: "I also thought about this!"

She said: "Apart from this rule, the three victims behind also told me to 'run away', this should be considered a kind of response clue, right? Tomorrow morning, when my mother gets up, I will drag her to try."

"First assess the danger." Xiao Leng's eyes sank, "Based on previous experience, wanting to rush out of the Rule Realm without care will directly welcome the end of death.":,,.

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