The orange-yellow light scattered by the burning matches was particularly bright in the darkness, and at the same time, it also reflected a bloodless face.

The man almost held his breath, his eyes were always nervously staring at the faint firelight in front of him. Although there would be no wind in this narrow space, it was difficult to guarantee that the gas he exhaled would not extinguish the fire.

A burning stinging sensation came from the fingertips, which was a signal that the match was about to burn out.

"Click--"

The matches were ignited, and the light became dazzling little by little. The flames jumped in the dark, one second, two seconds, three seconds... Gradually, the flames were shrinking and finally quietly turned into a wisp of smoke.

"Click--"

Feng Jiuliang lit a match again, and through the fire, he saw the dust particles that were permeating the air.

My chest is so stuffy, the air in the cabinet is really thin, it feels really bad. How long will it last? When will that thing be summoned?

"Click--"

He lit a match again, and suddenly felt that he was a little like the little match girl in Andersen's fairy tale, and the fire in front of him was their only hope.

The narrow cabinet was so swaying, but even so, fine and dense beads of sweat gradually oozed out from Feng Jiuliang's forehead, and his breathing began to be a little uncomfortable.

Dark, cold, suffocating, this feeling seems familiar.

It was like - it was like the experience when my father almost strangled himself to death when he was seven years old.

Feng Jiuling's real name is Shen Yifeng. Like Mo, in reality, he is also an introverted and withdrawn personality who does not like to communicate with others. Compared with Feng Jiuling, Mo's life experience is slightly better. He is also divorced by his young parents, but Feng Jiuling's experience is even more miserable.

His father was accidentally injured by a damaged machine during a job and lost a sound arm. After the unscrupulous company laid off his employees, he did not even pay the corresponding compensation. In order to cure his father, his mother sold the house and mortgaged the house. In the end, the family of three lived in a low-rent house with an area of ​​less than 40 square meters, and life became very difficult.

Not only that, his father was deeply hit by his disability. After he recovered, he developed the bad habit of alcoholism, worked all day at home, and wasted his time in decadence. Sometimes when he got drunk, he would attack himself and his mother. In the end, his mother couldn't bear the humiliation and chose to divorce.

One night, my mother had not returned due to overtime, so my father started drinking wine alone in the living room. The young Shen Yifeng was sleeping soundly in the room, but when he turned over in a daze, he was frightened and found that his drunk father was standing by the side of his bed, standing motionlessly at his bed.

In the darkness, my father stared at him, his disgusting eyes as if he was looking at garbage.

"Dad..." Before the young Shen Yifeng finished speaking, his father grabbed his neck with his only remaining hand.

"Don't call me dad, you bastard, your mother's slutty boy is stealing people outside, and hasn't come back yet! I know, she has long disliked me, I won't strangle you to death today..." The flushed father said to him viciously.

At that time, he didn't understand why his father treated him like this.

The more difficult the breathing was, the more blurred the consciousness gradually became. Shen Yifeng was cold all over, and that was the first time he had experienced the feeling of being on the verge of death.

If my mother hadn't rushed home in time and saved him from her father, he would have been strangled to death by his biological father.

Yes, he is not a "mix" whose mother had an affair. Alcohol made his father sensitive and suspicious, not only destroyed all his reason, but also destroyed an originally happy family.

Since that incident, the mother resolutely divorced her father. Although she tried her best to win, the court still awarded Chen Yifeng's custody to her father. After the divorce, her father's habit of drinking became more and more out of control.

On countless nights, in order to avoid being abused by his father, he would hide in every corner of his home and strive not to be found by the other party.

The wardrobe was once the safest haven in Chen Yifeng's heart and the only place where he could sleep soundly.

He would hide in silently, even if he heard his father's snoring in the living room, he would not easily walk out. Because he felt creepy when he thought of the resentful eyes that appeared beside the bed after he fell asleep.

【Ghost in the cabinet】

【Finish within one day】

[Game rules: Prepare a box of matches]

【Game Location: Wardrobe】

The task executor enters the wardrobe at 2:00 a.m., closes the wardrobe door, holds a match in his hand, but does not need to be lit. Silently recite: until he hears a faint whisper.

After this movement comes, the executor needs to ignite the matches in his hand immediately and continue in time before the flames are completely burned out. If the matches are not lit immediately, the evil spirit will cause you to fall into darkness forever. After five minutes, walk out of the wardrobe and the task is over.

[Use of all props during the game, otherwise it will be considered a violation]

[After completing the task, you can get a basic reward of 15oo points.]

Feng Jiuliang received a mysterious letter on the evening of the fifth day of the mission. When he walked from the kitchen to the living room with the fried dishes, he suddenly noticed the letter that appeared on the table out of thin air.

"It's finally here... I don't know what the situation of others is now. Is that betrayer found?" Feng Jiuliang murmured to himself and opened the letter. When he saw the "wardrobe" mentioned in the rules of the game, his heartbeat suddenly dripped.

"It's really... I can choose a place."

The props required for the game were not complicated. After going downstairs to buy a few boxes of matches, he immediately turned back home. After locking the door and closing all doors and windows, Feng Jiuliang carefully checked every corner of the house.

After confirming that everything is safe and there will be no invasion, he pulled all the curtains and quietly began to wait for the arrival of two o'clock in the middle of the night.

At 155 a.m., he got into the narrow wardrobe and began to prepare for the next game. Now that he was already an adult, he naturally felt that the space here became extremely crowded. He shrugged uneasy, leaned against the wall of the cabinet with his legs crossed, and quietly waited for the arrival of two o'clock.

"Tick, Tick"

The second hand was walking regularly, Feng Jiuliang closed his eyes, quietly chanting, calculating the time.

Time is up—

He held the match, opened his eyes suddenly, and recited the spell according to the game's instructions.

"Show light, or abandon me in darkness"

...

When he was about to speak for the second time, a faint cool air suddenly blew across his ears. Feng Jiuliang got goosebumps, but he still suppressed his fear and did not polish the matches. The task said that he could only ignite it after the whisper sounded.

"Show light, or abandon me in darkness"

He spoke very slowly, and the pronunciation of each word was cautious and clear. Feng Jiuliang focused on it, fearing that he would miss the important opportunity when speaking.

"Why"

An old and weak sigh suddenly came from the dark closet. At the moment he heard the sound, he immediately polished the matches and illuminated the closet.
Chapter completed!