Chapter 103 "Witch's Kaleidoscope" 26 You can't keep...

At this point, Zhu Ci almost understood how to leave, but this method was actually very dangerous. If they guessed wrong, they would all die.

"Are you sure?"

Wawa looked at him deeply and asked, "What do you think?"

He just made a suggestion. As to whether the idea of ​​the blessing is correct, it depends on his own practice.

Zhu Ci stood up and went to the kitchen. He looked around but didn't find any ingredients that could be used to cook. Where the food came from remained a mystery.

He opened all the cabinets but couldn't find what he was supposed to find.

The movement of the speech caught the attention of the players.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"I'm hungry, let's find something to eat." he said.

"Tsk." After hearing his answer, several players sneered, and one asked: "Why don't you just look for ..."

He suddenly remembered something and quickly braked the car, his face pale.

Zhu Ci knew what he wanted to say and came out directly from the kitchen.

With a face that looked very similar to Shen Qingming, he said slowly, "You have a point."

This should all be over, no matter what.

The other players were stunned, and the young man with the rabbit head looked in his direction thoughtfully.

"You're not really going to..." someone shouted, looking in the direction of the speech.

The only way to leave this instance is to set it on fire, burn this prison to ashes, and let everything disappear in the flames.

But where can we find the tools to light the fire? Is it really as simple as just setting the house on fire?

Zhu Ci took out a key in front of everyone. He wanted to find Shen Qingming to identify himself.

The three players opened the door but did not forget to return it to him, perhaps because they thought that the key could only open one door and there was nothing important in that door.

The level of this key is only B, and it is not really omnipotent. Zhu Ci tried to open the door, but failed again and again. He didn't know that his luck was so bad.

"What do you want? What's in this door?"

Zhu Ci kicked the door impatiently and asked, "Can someone open it?"

No one spoke.

"Let me try." The young man with the rabbit head came over. Angel was quietly held in his arms, looking at the door curiously.

Castor took out a piece of wire.

"Can you pry open the door?" Zhu Ci asked.

"Well, I learned it in the last copy... but it may not be successful." He inserted the wire into it and tugged at it for a while.

The door lock made some noise, but still showed no sign of opening.

"Is there something special behind this door?" Castor asked.

"I also want to leave here. Maybe there is a way out." Zhu Ci made up an excuse.

"There are a lot of things in that room." Song Xiaoyi said.

Everyone focused their attention on the bloody house.

I came out of there before giving the speech, without observing the structure of the room.

Song Xiaoyi continued: "But I don't know if I can go in now, but I saw some corpses and some words inside."

In fact, in order to leave, the players looked everywhere and gradually pieced together the original situation. They knew everything Song Xiaoyi said.

But Zhuci didn't know that he originally thought that he would never come back to this place again.

Zhu Ci walked towards the room, and the door was closed again. He took out the key and tried it again. Surprisingly, he was able to open it after just one try. The door opened, and it was pitch black. He tried to turn on the switch, but the light was broken.

Several players walked in holding flashlights.

The room was not very big, and Zhu Ci saw the direction of the secret room at a glance.

"Well, we moved the cabinet away and then discovered the secret room." Song Xiaoyi said.

There was no bed in the room, only three coffins.

Zhu Ci glanced at the coffin and walked to the cabinet in silence.

Several players approached with flashlights.

"This should be about... ahem, the record of the fight against that murderer." Someone summarized.

There was nothing in the cabinet, but on the wooden wall there were scratches made by fingernails. The scratches were deep and shallow, scattered everywhere. Maybe it was related to the length of the fingernails.

“Climbed out.”

"it hurts."

“It hurts, it hurts…”

“It’s so dark.”

"I really want him to be with me..."

"Who is crying? It's so annoying."

"What did you eat today? I didn't eat."

"You haven't left your room all day."

"Go out, it's dark."

"I was seen... He couldn't see me."

"I came out just to see you."

"I was stabbed a few times again, but it didn't hurt. Where will I be held this time?"

"If you are afraid of me, why do you let me stay here? Why do you come to see me?"

…

"So annoying, dead, dead, why would that thing chase after me, is he worthy?"

“A lot of blood.”

"I see……"

…

According to their understanding, they should have thought that Shen Qingming had hidden here before his death, but was discovered and killed. However, Zhu Ci knew that he had died in that warehouse.

So it was actually his body that was placed in one of the three coffins, along with his parents?

No, it's the secret room.

Zhu Ci understood, either Shen Qingming's body crawled out after his death, or he turned into a ghost and came out.

It is hard to imagine how he crawled out, hid in this dark place, carefully left the room, took a look at the light, locked himself back in, and left these lines of words here.

It will surely be painful as the memories return.

But why did the original owner hide such things at home? Was it because of guilt? The person who was so reckless and unrepentant in the diary must have gone crazy a long time ago.

As for Ding Yuanming, he should be the last one to die. Not long after that, the original owner chose to commit suicide.

In a sense, we live and die together with our loved ones and friends.

"There's nothing." A player muttered.

They opened the three coffins.

There were two bodies lying quietly in the coffins, and there was also another body lying in an originally empty coffin.

"Why is there suddenly a dead body?"

"Is it this zombie?"

Zhu Ci looked over and saw Ding Yuanming, the man in the coffin who had fallen out of the closet at the beginning and had tried to kill him again and again.

The guy was tied up tightly and couldn't make any sound, but his eyes were directed at Zhuci with murderous intent.

"Who is this?"

A player asked for a congratulatory speech.

"This is a classmate, his classmate." Zhu Ci said perfunctorily.

He suddenly understood.

In the original owner's heart, the entanglement between him and Ding Yuanming was the most profound. They were childhood sweethearts. Even if their relationship was exploited, he still occupied a deep emotional space in the original owner's heart. There were three coffins, two for the closest relatives and one for his former best friend. So what was Shen Qingming?

Was it the kind person who was accidentally killed? That innocent person came to save him out of kindness, but was killed, so the resentment would be so deep.

But even if he died, what would it matter? An old classmate with whom I had interacted? At most, I would just feel guilty.

To some extent, Shen Qingming is just an insignificant supporting character in the background story, a poor loser.

Oh, but if he didn't exist, the boss of this copy should be the original owner.

"Classmate?"

"Yes."

They actually didn't know much about the fact that the owner of this house had killed many people. They just vaguely knew that such a thing had happened.

But if you ask about it now, the boss's name cannot be mentioned.

"It's okay to tell you, but you have to find the body." Zhuci said.

The corpse he was referring to could only be Shen Qingming's.

All the players looked weird. Was this a mission issued by an NPC?

Players who regarded the blessing speech as an NPC seemed to see hope and were eager to try.

They had long forgotten about any points; getting out alive was more important than anything else.

"What are you looking for? My dear 'brother', are you sure you want to start looking for me?"

Suddenly, a voice was heard in the dark room. He emphasized the word "brother" on purpose, emphasizing what kind of lie Zhu Ci had told and what kind of decision he had made.

Zhu Ci frowned, and the players froze.

"If you find me, I will discover you. Or maybe you have already made that preparation."

The information in these words seemed to imply that as long as they found Shen Qingming, the game would end, but whoever found him would also be harmed for violating the rules.

However, some players thought that if the price of discovery was just blindness, it would not be unacceptable.

But the next second, the sound came again and broke their happiness.

"Discovering my price is not as easy as before."

The air suddenly became quiet.

However, at this moment, Zhu Ci suddenly took out a lighter and a flame appeared. Under the dim light, he still looked so calm.

"Are you sure?" he asked.

"You are not important at all, and you cannot affect the ending here. Although you make the rules, you have no say in your death."

It's obviously the same face, but when it's on Zhu Ci's face, it always looks a little colder.

The wind suddenly grew stronger, as if trying to blow out the weak flame. Only Zhu Ci could clearly sense the man's approach, but he still spoke so clearly and mercilessly.

"You can't keep anything, and you can't do anything. Shen Qingming." Zhu Ci read out these three words.

Tears of blood flowed from his eyes and he could not see anything, including the burning flames, but he threw the flames into the coffin.

The zombie twisted its body in fear, but could not resist the burning flames.

My eyes hurt. The noises around me were getting louder and louder. I didn't know why the players were quarreling. Zhu Ci stood there, feeling the burning temperature.

At the same time he heard a sound of gnashing teeth.

"You are so cruel. But... are you sure burning him is enough?"

Zhu Ci raised his head, blood flowing from his face: "Let me see you."

"Are you sure you want to see me and not kill me?"

"No, I am not that person after all. I have no interest in the guy in the coffin, Shen Qingming."

"Do you think I'll believe that?"

"elder brother."

The voice was silent for a long time before it called out again in disbelief: "What did you call me?"

Zhu said: "I can see you, always can, maybe in the future, you will see me again, this place is too small, neither of us should stay in the grave for a lifetime."