The young man smiled, revealing the two dimples on his cheeks, and his eyes filled with excitement: "This is a game where ghosts are coming. Have you never played it? Xiao Wang is a ghost, if you can hide well, no If you are caught by a ghost, you can naturally survive. If the ghost is caught, how come you don’t have to tell you the result?"

The ten people were startled by mistake, some of them couldn't believe it.They originally thought that they were brought out to be executed, but they didn't want to be brought to this place by the ten princes to play ghost games, which were only children's stuff. Now, they actually have to play with him?

"As long as we are not found, we can live?" a condemned prisoner asked incredulously, unable to believe that such a way of life was placed in front of them.

"Yeah! As long as you don't get caught by ghosts, of course you can live." The young man stared at the ten people happily and wrote down their faces. The next moment, he drew out the sword hanging from his waist. Draw out and untie the ropes on them: "Okay, the game begins, you run away! I don't look at you, I count to a hundred, and it will start!" As he spoke, he moved forward childishly Lie down, on the body of the flame lion, and blocked his sight with his hands.

"One, two...five..."

Listening to the voice counting, one of the ten people shook their heads and ran in several directions. After a while, they disappeared without a trace.

The guards who followed the young man looked at him without squinting, as if he had been used to the absurdity of young people doing things. They kept guarding each other at regular intervals, listening to the young man lying on the flame lion and counting. Hearing him count to thirty, the voice stopped.

The young man lying on the flame lion raised his head and squinted his eyes, staring at the front several directions with a weird smile: "Where is the fun of playing ghosts during the day? It will be exciting until dark."

As he spoke, he stretched lazily, intending to let the hiding person wait until he was terrified before going out to look for it, but at this moment, he faintly smelled a fragrance.

"Which one of you brought barbecue? Why is it so fragrant?" The boy turned his head and glanced at the person behind him.

"When I returned to the ten princes, my subordinates didn't bring them."

Hearing that, the young man patted the flame lion's head, then walked forward, and said, "You all wait here! Don't run around without Xiao Wang's instructions."

"Yes." The guards respectfully responded, watching him riding the flame lion inside.

"Is it okay not to send someone to follow?" one person asked.

"Do you dare to listen to the words of the ten princes? If you have the courage, go and follow." The other person said, sitting down and waiting. However, soon after sitting down, he really smelled a smell of meat. I couldn't help asking: "Who is grilling here? The ten death row prisoners are too short of time to escape, so they will definitely not get this. Is there anyone else in this forest?"

Thinking of this possibility, the middle-aged man twisted his eyebrows involuntarily, and looked in the direction of the teenager leaving with some worry.

When the young man found it along the fragrance, I saw that under a big tree, a handsome-looking young man in red was sitting cross-legged, tearing something in his hand and eating. In front of the young man, a ball was smashed. The dirt, but the dirt was covered with a fragrant chicken whose legs were ripped off. The smell alone made him want to rush forward.

"Who are you?" He raised his voice and asked, staring at the boy in red with sharp eyes.