Meanwhile, the mouse began counting. After counting to ten, the mouse could crawl back into the circle.
But the problem was, they still had to play Pass the Handkerchief and Light the Firecrackers.
If someone let go of a hand to play another game, or was hit with a bang, could the cats slip through the gap and catch the mouse?
And it was three cats hunting one mouse.
What if someone deliberately let go? Li Qingxian had spotted the key to this game.
Li Qingxian hurriedly voiced his thoughts.
Everyone grew a little flustered. The difficulty of this game had risen once again.
The three Handkerchief Children and three Firecracker Children merely jogged along slowly. They stopped singing, as though the game had been paused.
The children pulled the people beside them to their feet.
All the examinees joined hands with those beside them and slowly adjusted their positions.
Hand in hand, they formed a large circle and looked at one another, every face grim.
The new circle was smaller than the old one. Behind them, the examinees who had turned into Handkerchief Children and the headless dead faintly marked the outline of the old, larger circle.
"We're choosing a little mouse now. One spot, two spots, three little ones, five spots, six spots, seven hairs..."
The three children pointed at the people before them, counting one after another. At last, they selected a Dao Cultivator and sang in unison, "Little mouse, enter the mouse nest. We'll catch you together! When we finish counting meow meow meow, you count squeak squeak squeak."
The Dao Cultivator's head swiftly warped into a gray rat's head.
The young Dao Cultivator sighed softly and walked into the circle formed by the crowd.
The three Cat-Head Children sang together, "One meow, two meows, three