Chapter 126 The Infinite Player's Ghost Wife
"That's impossible. The last one... how can it count? He can't have followed here. He has already..."
Hongyu was concerned about the rules of this copy and didn't dare to speak too clearly, for fear that she would violate the taboo and end up like the dead players. As she spoke, she gestured with her neck to express her meaning.
If the wife Xie Qing mentioned was the dungeon boss of the previous world, then that boss is already dead. Only after he disappeared can players like them pass the level, so it is impossible for him to be here.
Qian San made a cautious conclusion: "So either he is possessed by an evil spirit, or he is mentally ill and crazy. Whatever the case is, we should keep our distance."
Hongyu nodded. In fact, she still believed in Xie Qing in her heart. She couldn't say why, but could only attribute it to her intuition.
Hongyu and Qian San walked downstairs quietly to avoid disturbing the people in the room.
But after returning to the first floor, they seemed to have taken a breath of cold air, and a chill settled in their chests.
Hongyu's teeth chattered as she asked, "Where are they?"
When they went downstairs, they didn't see anyone on the way. The three people who should have gathered in the living room were nowhere to be seen. Only the wall clock made a regular ticking sound.
"Maybe he's hiding."
Qian San answered uncertainly, and the thoughts in his mind couldn't help but extend. According to the pattern of Snowstorm Villa, perhaps another dead person appeared in this quiet house.
Qian San and Hongyu looked at each other and communicated silently with gestures.
Xie Qing finished eating the apple in the mirror room, then walked out leisurely, holding the apple peel in one hand and the apple core in the other.
Even though there is murderous intent lurking here, he remains calm.
Although he promised his adoptive parents that he would live well, his will to survive was not very strong, and he was determined to die from a heart attack. Other ways of dying seemed inferior to him, so he would not give up struggling unless he was really facing death.
Therefore, he was quite looking forward to those thrilling and terrifying scenes that would happen to him, causing his heart to completely break down due to the exhaustion, and he would welcome a death that would make him happy.
Unfortunately, although this heart ached from time to time, it was very strong and never exploded as he imagined.
Now there is a strange and powerful ghost following him. Although his purpose is unclear, he will definitely be useful to him.
Lin Zhi would definitely not watch him die at the hands of others, so Xie Qing had nothing to worry about. He even felt a little regretful that he didn't know how to communicate with spirits, otherwise it would definitely be very interesting to let Lin Zhi fight against the boss of this copy.
Xie Qing smiled and threw the things into the trash can in the master bedroom, then went to the bathroom to wash his hands.
"It's a pity there's no hot water, otherwise I could have taken a shower."
Xie Qing waited for a long time, but no hot water came out of the faucet.
It is now snowing and windy outside, and the temperature inside the room without a fire is around minus 10 to 20 degrees Celsius. The icy water is not suitable for bathing and will definitely make you sick.
Xie Qing asked expectantly: "Wife, can you make this water hotter?"
Lin Zhi sneered. Xie Qing was not only using him in all aspects to gain as much benefit as possible, he was simply using him as a wishing machine.
Grayish-white mist was floating in the air. Xie Qing saw the clear water flowing out of the faucet suddenly turn into dark-red, sticky blood. He subconsciously took half a step back.
He looked more carefully and saw that the water flowing down was extremely clear, without any trace of blood.
Xie Qing knew that this was a lesson from Lin Zhi. He was still in high spirits and said, "Wife, this is not scary enough. I am not afraid of this, but I am particularly afraid of sleep paralysis, especially when I want to wake up in the middle of the night but cannot. I feel that the ghost can do whatever it wants to me but I can't do anything."
01 Grinding teeth, is this fear? Or is this pointing to the right path?
Suddenly, bloodstains appeared on the mirror, outlining the word "good", which had an ominous meaning in the night.
Xie Qing was stunned. He didn't expect Lin Zhi to answer like this and was speechless for a moment.
Inexplicably, an image of Lin Zhi looking at him quietly with her dark eyes and writing down her answer seriously, stroke by stroke, appeared in his mind.
It seemed a little cute. Xie Qing bit the tip of his tongue to suppress the strange emotion and said with curved lips: "So you can communicate with me without the help of paper and pen?"
This time there was no response from the mirror. The wind and snow outside had slowed down. The silvery-white moonlight shone in coldly, making the icy air seem tangible.
Xie Qing waited for a while and returned to the master bedroom.
He didn't mind at all that this was the bedroom of the big boss, the murderer Mr. Moriya. He lay down on the big bed, covered himself with the quilt and sighed.
"Good night, wife."
Xie Qing's brown-black eyes shone in the night, and he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
In his dream, Xie Qing saw the red coffin in the antique hall again.
He moved closer uncontrollably, and this time he was closer to the coffin and could clearly see the boy's face covered by a thin red gauze.
The boy looked delicate and handsome, and although his body was lifeless, it gave people the feeling that he was just sleeping peacefully.
Besides the weirdness, there is also a sense of deep emptiness.
Xie Qing recalled the way he looked with his eyes open. Those eyes were like a dark river that made people unconsciously immersed in it.
Xie Qing opened his eyes while he was half asleep. He was still thinking about what he said before going to bed, hoping that he would be sleep paralyzed.
But when daybreak came, no ghost came into his bed.
Lin Zhi lied to him.
Xie Qing yawned, stood up, and went to the bathroom to wash up. He thought that he had forgotten that Lin Zhi was a very deceitful person, and he played all the players in his hands.
With cold water splashed on his cheeks, Xie Qing’s eyes cleared and he went down the stairs.
There was no one in the hall, but Xie Qing didn't care and went to the kitchen to find food.
There was a rich supply of food in the kitchen. Xie Qing fried bread and eggs for himself, poured some milk, spread some sauce on them and had a satisfying breakfast.
Perhaps the smell of food spread outside, Xie Qing saw Lao Pi appear with a camera hanging on his body.
He made a breakfast similar to Xie Qing's, and then Hongyu and Qian San appeared.
There was still no movement from Li Ru and Uncle Liu, so Xie Qing suggested looking for them separately.
"It would be nice if there was a design like And Then There Were None here, so we could at least know how many people died."
Qian San muttered something and went to the second floor with Hongyu.
Lao Pi went to the third floor, and Xie Qing was wandering around on the first floor.
But before he opened the door, he heard Qian San's voice from the second floor.
Xie Qing and Lao Pi went to the second floor one after another. In the second guest bedroom, Uncle Liu was lying on the ground, and it was unknown whether he was dead or alive.
"He's still breathing, but his breathing is very weak."
Qian San took his pulse, Xie Qing lent a hand, and the two of them helped Uncle Liu to the bed.
After a while, Uncle Liu woke up.
He touched the back of his head and took a breath of cool air.
Lao Pi quickly asked: "What happened?"
Uncle Liu said with some difficulty: "Someone hit me on the back of the head, I didn't see who it was."
"Fortunately, I am naturally more resilient than others, so I won't die that easily."
Uncle Liu specifically emphasized the word "natural", and players with talent can understand what he means.
Uncle Liu's talent is probably his extraordinary defense, which makes it difficult for him to die. If it were any other player, he might have died with such a precise attack.
Lao Pi looked around and asked, "Where is Li Ruren? Has anyone seen her?"
"You didn't see it?"
Hongyu asked back, after all, the last time she saw Li Ru, she was with Lao Pi Uncle Liu.
Lao Pi: "No, we didn't trust each other, so we separated."
Everyone searched the house thoroughly but found no trace of Li Ru.
She seemed to have disappeared out of thin air and evaporated in this house.
Lao Pi frowned. "It's not normal. According to the pattern of Snowstorm Villa, how could the murderer hide? Uncle Liu was attacked last night, and only she was missing. This situation is too strange."
"It's really strange. The murderer couldn't possibly kill two people at a time. There would only be one victim at a time."
Qian San's brows were tightly furrowed, and his eyes were fixed on Uncle Liu.
Uncle Liu was puzzled: "Why are you looking at me? I was the victim last night."
"Who knows if you are the thief crying thief, knocking yourself unconscious, and then moving yourself out of our sight so that you can continue to commit crimes."
Qian San looked at everyone with caution, except Hongyu, after all, he had always been with Hongyu.
Uncle Liu was so angry that he wanted to argue, but his words came out stuttering and looked very unimpressive: "I, I, I, I would never do that."
Hongyu guessed: "Maybe she did it on purpose..."
Hongyu let out a breath. It was a close call. She almost said the rules again.
She wanted to ask whether it was possible that Li Ru deliberately violated the rules and committed suicide. After all, many players could not stand escaping under high pressure and would voluntarily choose to lose consciousness and reincarnate.
Qian San: "You have to find the body, alive or dead. Otherwise, we'll go through everything in the closet again."
Amidst the sounds of people thinking, Xie Qing's laughter seemed particularly abrupt.
Uncle Liu: "What are you laughing at?"
"I'm laughing..." Xie Qing glanced at the crowd and pointed at the body with its feet exposed on the sofa. "One died for unknown reasons, one didn't die, and one is missing."
He pointed at Qian San and Hong Yu again: "Know my group."
"If I were Mr. Moriya who was playing the game, I would probably be depressed to death. How can I play this? It's funny to think about it."
Following Xie Qing's words, everyone inevitably turned their attention to Lao Pi.
Lao Pi sneered: "Yes, you have to ask yourself this question. You are acting alone."
"I was on the first floor last night, and I heard the two of you enter this room, because I was next door. If I pushed open the door and went upstairs to attack someone, would you two not notice?"
Lao Pi looked at Hongyu and Qian San and pointed to the room where they stayed last night.
"And you can guarantee that one of you is not a suspect? Are you sure he was in your room all night and didn't commit the crime while you were out?"
Lao Pi looked at Hongyu and pointed at Qian San.
Hongyu remembered Qian San's innate ability. He could set up a safe zone in a place and then teleport there. He could kill people without alerting her.
Lao Pi pointed at Uncle Liu and said, "It's possible that he killed Li Ru and hid himself. It's also possible that Li Ru attacked him and he hid in the dark and is ready to act at any time. You suspect me, and I suspect you too."
There was still no body that was definitely killed by humans, and the atmosphere between the few people became increasingly tense.
Xie Qing stayed out of it and played with the coin.
Why didn’t my wife have sleep paralysis last night?
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