I don’t know what kind of face is behind these masks.

The priest felt very uncomfortable. There was no space at all. It was too crowded here.

If something happens, we will be at a loss.

Maybe there was not even time to react, because it was too crowded. As more and more "people" came around, the priest even saw enthusiasm and excitement in the eyes of these people.

It was as if they were witnessing something particularly sacred now, and the enthusiasm on their faces was not fake.

Suddenly someone in the crowd shouted.

"Will there be any special links this time? Because we didn't take the accident last time seriously!"

The priest looked up, and by chance, the person speaking happened to be separated from him.

The other party's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, like the sound of fingernails scratching the bark of a tree.

Someone in the crowd immediately echoed the words, and the atmosphere of the scene was instantly lifted. However, the rabbit on the table was not angry at all, and the corners of his mouth became more and more open.

Its two bright red teeth were exposed, and it no longer looked cute at all.

On the contrary, it is a bit weird and terrifying...

I don’t know why I suddenly feel uneasy. This is very abnormal. I need to get out of here quickly!

The priest no longer thinks about the gifts. He just wants to leave here quickly. The intuition in his heart tells him that something bad will happen if he stays here!

But, it’s easy to get in…it’s not easy to get out!

This place is already tightly packed with three layers of inner and outer layers, and new “people” are constantly joining it!

Trying to squeeze out at this time will not only cause a lot of noise, but may also make these people suspicious.

What's more, even if there is a commotion, you may not be able to squeeze out. At present, the priest is squeezed so hard that there is almost no place to stand, and he is being squeezed forward by the crowd behind him.

The priest even saw the rabbit on the stage smiling more and more weirdly.

The surroundings were obviously very noisy, with shouts, curses, and fanatical cheers, but the priest felt that the sounds around him were getting quieter and quieter.

He even heard his own accelerated heartbeat, and the friction sound caused by the little puppet nervously pulling at the corners of his clothes.

If not, get out of here quickly!

A sense of vigilance instantly rose in my heart. At this time, the priest didn't care whether there would be any big noise and violently pushed away the crowd.

What's surprising is that these people didn't resist at all, and some even took the initiative to avoid it, but they all had one thing in common, that is, they kept looking at the stage, not looking at the priests who were squeezing out.

Hurry up, hurry up!

The priest kept chanting in his heart.

Several people in the crowd also spotted the priest running outside.

"Brother, is this a scam? Why did that guy run out?"

"There seems to be something wrong."

Only the two of them got the invitation and came here. His other younger brothers were all dead.

The younger brother who missed his mother died on his way back to see his mother. After the elder brother got the news, he became silent.

That boy was only a block away from his house. There was a dungeon nearby. A group of people pulled him into the dungeon because the number of people did not meet the requirements to open a dungeon. The boy's strength was far from being able to cope with that dungeon, plus those people.

After people have used the value of their little brother, they no longer care about his life or death...

It died just over fifty meters away from home. His old mother was lying on the bed with gray hair.

There are always the same few words in my mouth.

"Xiaoyu...Xiaoyu..."

The only person sitting next to her was her husband.

Because he has been doing hard work all year round, he can only bend his back. As he gets older, he can no longer stand up straight. There is only one black hair among the gray hair on his head.

His old and withered face clearly showed that he was only in his forties, but the hardships of life and his son's running away made him look like an old man in his sixties.

It is obvious that his life is still on the tail end of his prime, but the fire of life seems to be burning out.

"Stop talking about him. He is better off than us."

It doesn’t matter if he doesn’t come back, it will drag him down by then...

His wife was diagnosed with cancer a month ago. It is already in the advanced stage and there is no hope of successful treatment.

The hospital expenses have exhausted all their savings, leaving only this old house.

It was originally going to be sold off, but his wife didn't want to wait until her son came back without even having a home, and she knew she was hopeless...

They didn't know that the son they were worried about was only a short street away from them, only about fifty meters away...

They will never know again...or even remember.

If you die in the dungeon, unless someone brings the bones out, there will be no bones left behind in reality.

"Did I... forget something... ahem..."

A trace of sadness flashed across the old face, Xiao Yu... who is Xiao Yu...

Although she had forgotten it, the name she kept chanting in her mouth day after day year after year was remembered by her body.

"Don't think about it, just rest..."

The old man touched his wife's hair, which was gone due to illness. His eyes also showed sadness, as if something was lost forever in his heart.

It was a coincidence that the eldest brother knew all this. He met the person who pulled the younger brother into the dungeon and learned all this from the other person's mouth.

The younger brother was still talking about his parents before he died, and the bank card in his pocket that was not given away will always remain in the copy with him.

The eldest brother's other younger brothers have also died, and now only this one and his girlfriend are left.

It can be said that it was very difficult.

He is no longer the big brother he used to be.

"Let's go and follow him!"

The eldest brother immediately made up his mind.

He didn't recognize the person opposite, but his instinct told him to follow that person.

Because the other person’s expression cannot be faked.

Some felt it was wrong to leave because of the priest, and some stayed because of benefits.

It’s not that we don’t know the dangers, but high risks often mean high rewards, and buses have always been fair about this.

But whether you can resist the risk or not is another matter.

It wasn't until he walked out of the crowd that the priest felt that most of his sense of crisis had subsided. He looked up and saw a tall tower opposite.

The priest looked at the tower and then at the crowd. The scene inside should be visible from that direction.

In addition, people nowadays have basically forgotten about coming here. Even the bosses have left their stalls, so the road there is inevitably empty.

This is in line with the priest's intention. Too many people will cause trouble.

It seemed that God was favoring him. He did not encounter any danger along the way, and there were no living creatures even in the high tower.

"Why am I so lucky?"

The priest also had some doubts, but he did not feel any danger, so he could only put these doubts behind him.

The priest still believes in his senses. He has used props on his sense of predicting danger, and every time he can feel something in advance.

This also allowed him to survive mission after mission.

Of course, this danger is only to himself, and he cannot feel the danger to others.
Chapter completed!