Chapter 24 Three-in-one What kind of cheating method is this

He looked at the red and white candles in his hands that he had lit at the same time because he was too anxious, and goose bumps appeared on his body.

Can the illusion still catch him?

Is it an illusion of touch? Or... he actually fell, but his head was bruised, so he no longer felt the pain?

"Why are you crying?" the man in front of him asked softly.

Congratulations: "..." He simply forgot that he was exhausted and gritted his teeth as he tried to jump up.

This illusion spoke to Shen Wu's face like this, making him feel a little ashamed.

Seeing his contradictory expression of crying, frowning and red ears, the man smiled and put him down.

At this moment, Zhu Ci saw his current location. It was a narrow passage with different rooms. He seemed to have some impression of the room at the front.

It's still the basement.

The illusion of Zhuci stretched out his hand toward him, and there seemed to be a faint light emitting from his body.

Those were a pair of very artistic hands; even the small red mole in the hollow of the wrist was exactly right.

"Will you come with me?" His voice seemed to have a kind of magic.

Zhu Ci stared at the other person for a long time, seeming to be hesitant. His fingers opened and closed repeatedly, but he did not move.

From his rational point of view, ignoring it might be the best option.

As if seeing his vigilance, the other party lowered his eyes, revealing a bit of helplessness and sadness: "As you know, I am your illusion, why worry?"

Congratulations: "..."

He also knew that he was hallucinating, and even knew that he knew he was hallucinating.

This illusion was too intelligent. According to the plots of some games he had seen, he should have stabbed the opponent's heart with a sword right now.

He turned his head away, then blew out the red and white candles in his hand, then looked up and Shen Wu blinked at him.

Congratulations: "..."

Why hasn’t it disappeared yet?

【“I just said the anchor is still alive.”

"It's a good thing that the anchor is alive, but why do I feel like he seems to have seen something?"

"Not only that, he just fell down and got stuck in mid-air. It's pretty weird. Could it be a ghost?"

"It was so funny. The host looked so incredulous just now. He must have seen something horrible."

"The host's expression is also very interesting. This is the first time I've seen disgust, confusion and surprise on his face."

"Hahahaha, isn't it said that if two candles are lit you will see hallucinations? Maybe you saw your boyfriend?"

"Kind of cute, hahaha."】

Zhu Ci still had a white candle in his hand. He thought he could trust Xu An, so the illusion before him should not hurt him.

He did not reach out to touch the other person, but took a step forward and followed the figure.

However, this illusion perfectly inherited Shen Wu's shamelessness. If Zhu Ci didn't extend a hand, he could come here by himself.

Zhu Ci couldn't avoid his touch. This guy's fingers were as flexible as ever, and he could even predict his movements, but holding hands with illusions...

It is warm, about the same temperature as a candle in your hand, not very hot.

Perhaps he was afraid that if he held it too tightly, Zhuci would reject him, so Shen Wu just held it loosely.

Zhuci sensed it and cast a suspicious look to the right.

Can the illusions in games be so real that they even have thoughts?

Or maybe the game actually read their daily interactions and simulated a more realistic illusion, just with a different skin.

It should be a simulation. Shen Wu's personality is not that cautious. He would just hold it tightly.

Zhu Ci looked down at their hands, wondering whether to break away. The other person's wide sleeves were inlaid with silver edges, and even if you look closely, there are gorgeous bright patterns. The other person's hands were glowing and seemed a little transparent.

If this is a holographic game modeling, the congratulatory speech must give a good review to the game developer, it is too detailed.

"You're still walking without looking at the road. Do my hands look good?"

A helpless voice sounded from above.

Congratulations: "..."

Criticized by an illusion, the boy remained silent. He didn't want to talk to him, otherwise it would make him look mentally retarded.

But Zhuci still raised his head, turned his gaze away, and began to observe everything in the basement.

Shen Wu seemed to be leading him to the room at the end, but Zhu Ci looked at the rooms on both sides.

Some houses are locked, and if you want to get the key, you may have to go to the manor owner as the housekeeper said.

"Want to go in?"

Shen Wu asked sympathetically.

Speech: "..." He looked at the other party, Shen Wu lowered his head, staring at him with a smile in his eyes.

"Do you have any idea?" Zhu Ci finally spoke to him.

[“Who is the anchor looking at? Who is he talking to?”

“Hahaha, the host’s tone is very interesting. He seems to be saying: ‘Just you? Is there a way?’”

"Wuwuwuwu, how disgusting this is."

"Hahaha, you didn't see a bad friend, did you? That's how my brother and I are."】

"have."

The hallucination next to him dropped this word, which made Zhu Ci's eyebrows jump.

It's just an illusion. It's even a question whether you can encounter the real thing. He says he has a way?

Then he saw a very realistic wire appear in the other party's hand and poke it into the keyhole several times.

The key clicked several times.

Zhu Ci suddenly remembered the suspense novels written by Shen Wu. In one of the novels, there was a villain who was proficient in locking skills and often hid in other people's homes to deliver fatal attacks to them.

He looked at his hands that opened as the other party attacked, and couldn't help but wonder, could Shen Wu also pick a lock in real life?

He didn't even know Shen Wu could pick the lock.

【“Paranormal event!”

"Shit! What happened?"

"The anchor unlocked the door with his mind? Or was there a ghost next to him helping him unlock the door?"

"I never thought I would be shouting about paranormal activity in a horror game full of ghosts."

"It's obvious that it was an illusion that opened the lock. The only thing that made the live broadcast incompatible with synchronization was an illusion."

"Unlocking through hallucinations??? Isn't this supernatural? Have you ever seen a hallucination that can help you pass a dungeon?"

"My hallucinations only try to confuse me and then kill me."】

However, such a supernatural thing happened. It was pitch black at the crack of the door, but I could vaguely see the danger inside.

Zhu Ci was somewhat doubtful about life, so he did not open the door slowly, but opened it directly.

[“Ahhhhhh!”

"I'm going to open the door and kill him!"

Zhu Ci's eyes dimmed, and he subconsciously moved towards Huan Jue. When the door opened, there was a person standing behind him, with eyes twice as big as a normal person's, staring straight in Zhu Ci's direction, which was quite intrusive.

There was a faint laugh beside me.

Zhu Ci glared at the illusion next to him, took a step back, and even suspected that he did it on purpose.

This person should be a fake, as he has been standing there without moving. It was a bit scary except when he opened the door. It is okay now. After all, he has seen a lot of bones when he visited the medical students' laboratory.

Zhu Ci shone a flashlight inside the room. There was a lot of wax in the room, as well as mottled wax stains and some half-finished wax sculptures that could not be considered works of art. Most of them were strange little animals. This was a room for making wax sculptures, and the people who made them were probably not very old.

Zhu Ci looked around and didn't find anything useful, so he closed the door.

He turned and glanced at the other locked rooms.

"Do we need to open those too?" Shen Wu asked.

Zhushou: "..." He thought of the moment he opened the door. Although he had doubts, he...

It’s a waste if you don’t use it.

"open."

Shen Wu obediently repeated his old trick, and the door locks were useless in his hands.

Zhu Ci watched Shen Wu pry open the doors of the rooms easily, opened his mouth, but still said nothing.

What can be done? In reality, Shen Wu has money, so there is no need for him to do anything illegal. Even if he is a psychopath... that's fine. He will sacrifice his relatives for the sake of justice.

One of these two rooms is a painting studio and the other is a piano room.

Zhu Ci first walked into the studio, where “My Ideal Life” was written on the blackboard.

There are some innocent-looking paintings on the wall.

Zhuci searched through the pages and finally found a roll call book on the podium in the classroom.

Shen Wu was afraid that he would find it dark, so he stood beside him and held out his hand to illuminate him: "Is it bright enough? Be careful of your eyes."

“…”

Zhuci ignored him. This guy knew he was conspicuous.

The other room was the piano room, which was much smaller than the one he had seen in Mo Anan's dream. Only the music box on the cabinet next to it and the piano in the middle were the same as the current ones.

How could a piano room and a painting studio be in the basement? What was the meaning of these rooms being locked?

Zhuci approached the piano and found a piece of paper between the gaps where the music score was placed.

This is a handwritten score with a very childish handwriting.

If this is Lin Yumo's piano, then this piece of paper might be the music score written by Lin Yumo himself.

Zhu Ci had no conditions to learn piano when he was young, and he did not choose to be an artist when he grew up. He couldn't even understand this kind of piano music score. If it was written in numbers, he might have tried to play it, but now he can only give up.

However, there was still Shen Wu beside him.

"Do you want to play the piano?" This guy always guessed his thoughts just right. That's right, it was his hallucination after all.

Congratulations: "..." He once again cast his gaze on the phantom face beside him.

The other person had an elegant smile on his face and a faint glow emanating from his body, which saved the need for using a flashlight during the speech.

But the speech will still turn on the flashlight.

"Can you play the piano?" Zhu Ci asked.

He has a character who is proficient in music, but how could Shen Wu also play the piano? If Shen Wu writes about a character with a certain profession, and he has the skills of that profession, then wouldn't he be omnipotent?

The other party did not answer, but guided Zhuci to sit down.

The piano cover opened, revealing a row of complex piano keys.

Shen Wu stood behind Zhuci, holding his hands with both hands, guiding Zhuci to play between several keys.

Some slow but impressive music floated in the piano room, and the originally dark and dim room suddenly seemed much warmer.

The tune of the music was similar to what I remembered from the speech.

Zhu Ci's face was calm, but his expression was somewhat numb.

[“Damn it, the anchor is cheating!”

"How do I cheat in this game? Please, tell me."

"What kind of hallucination is this? Can I open locks and play the piano?"

"Damn it, why do my hallucinations only chase and kill me? This isn't fair!"

"I'm dying of laughter. How can I buy the cheats for this game? Help. I really don't want it. I'm dying of laughter. You're really pretentious. It's just a cheat, isn't it? Wuwuwuwu, who needs a cheat?"

"Damn, there's no reporting system in this game."

"But, I feel like the anchor didn't do it voluntarily. Maybe he was kidnapped."

"Is this really an illusion? I might as well believe that the anchor has a second personality."】

After the song, Zhu Ci pursed his lips and said nothing.

This piece of music seemed to turn on a switch, and a book appeared on the piano.

Zhu Ci stood up quickly, not wanting to stay with this illusion any longer.

This is an incomplete diary, probably belonging to Lin Yumo.

January 11

My mother praised me for my beautiful piano playing and wanted to find a teacher for me, but it was too expensive. I told her it was okay and I could learn on my own.

February 15

Xiaowei gave me her music box. It sounds very nice. I will try my best to learn this tune.

April 4

I was very happy today. I used what I learned to write a new score. Everyone seemed to like it. My mother also praised me. She said that my level is good enough to participate in competitions.

April 15

My mother said I was going to have a father, so I went to meet that man. He listened to me playing the piano and liked me very much. He said he would treat me very well and asked me if I wanted to go with him. But I didn't want to be separated from Xiaowei.

April 17

The man said he could be the father of Xiaowei and me.

April 18

There was a blade on the piano and my hand was injured. Li Xiaocheng was punished by my mother and the look in his eyes when he looked at me was so scary.

April 23

Something terrible had happened and my mother wanted to take me to the hospital.

…

April 25

I can’t leave. No one can leave. I don’t have a father or a mother anymore, and I can’t play the piano anymore.

…

The following pages had only a trail of dried blood.

Zhuci closed the notebook and put it back in place. There were many pages missing in the middle, and the handwriting on the last few pages was very ugly. It seemed that the hand could no longer write.

A figure appeared in the air.

A familiar boy stood in front of Zhuci, it was Lin Yumo.

"I didn't expect you could play the piano."

Zhu Ci turned around and glanced at Shen Wu. He was standing there quietly, and he was the only one in his eyes.

The corners of his mouth twitched: "Not really."

So even ghosts can't see Shen Wu?

Lin Yumo's eyes fell on the music box on the cabinet, and he smiled strangely: "Be careful..."

Then the body gradually disappeared.

Zhu Ci followed his gaze and saw a small wooden box.

He walked over, picked it up, took a look at it, and didn't open it easily, wanting to put it into the space.

【This item cannot be contained at this time. 】

It did look like something special, and the aura it emitted made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Zhu Ci subconsciously turned around and glanced at Shen Wu.

Shen Wu chuckled and said nothing.

This is just an illusion, Zhu Ci thought.

He turned and left the room, closing the door behind him.

Next we will reach the house at the end.

Shen Wu walked in front of him. His glowing back and white robe made him look somewhat sacred, reminding Zhu Ci of the day when he first saw this illusion.

"Let's go?"

He asked, his voice soft and ethereal, like an invitation from heaven.

Zhuci started: "Why is the front door unlocked?"

“…”

“Did I go there last time?”

Zhu Ci shed a tear from his right eye, but he suddenly smiled: "Your clothes look good, especially from the back."

The other person stood there quietly, then suddenly turned his head, as if he had noticed something. He asked softly, "Are you going to leave me again?"

In fact, he didn't have to finish speaking. The moment he opened his mouth, he could only catch a glimpse of the boy's back as he ran.

Zhu Ci was very smart, he could quickly find the way he left last time.

The illusion stood there, looking helpless and annoyed: "I was just about to say... next time we meet, remember to run away from me."

Zhuci would run on his own without him reminding him.

He stared at the direction where the lights were going out one by one and being swallowed by darkness, until he himself disappeared into the darkness.

“Pah…”

The music box in the piano room suddenly popped open, revealing a small piano. The little man on the piano stretched out his fingerless wooden hands and started playing randomly.

A sound followed the direction where the light went out.

The melody is strange and can easily match the rhythm of human nerve beating, thereby manipulating people's brain thoughts and triggering strange and terrifying associations in the prey.

It's like some kind of evil music that tempts you to fall into the devil.

Zhu Ci had just recovered some strength to escape, and was now running very fast.

【“What did the anchor just say?”

"Well, I feel like I should have broken up with the illusion."

"It's just an illusion. I prefer not to believe in my own illusions."

"But the host was really outrageous just now. The door was opened right in front of him. Wuwuwu."】

Zhu Ci never believed in that illusion, even though he was really restored, not only restored, but even surpassed the original Shen Wu.

But Zhu Ci really hates cults and these strange things. Shen Wu's appearance is completely incompatible with that of a human being. He just laughs and laughs. He is more of a riddle teller than a child playing the piano.

The boy didn't realize that he was actually rejecting an illusion in his heart.

After rushing out of the basement, Zhu Ci gritted his teeth with a lingering fear, looked back, and found nothing else. His mind once again recalled the words on his phone before entering this game. A bad premonition loomed in his heart. He reached out to touch his forehead, but felt the right side of his face was wet.

Danger passed him by.

He took a breath. The first floor was very quiet.

Zhu Ci suddenly had an idea, opened the bullet screen and took a look.

[“Ahhhh, the anchor has opened the live broadcast room?”

"Oh my god, I've been waiting here for so long, and he finally opened it."

"Wuwuwu, wife, will you marry me?"

"The anchor looks so pretty when she cries. Can she keep crying?"

"Wife, dump your boyfriend. I'm a man too. I can do anything!"

"It's so funny, you guys are praising a newcomer like this."】

…

Zhu Ci closed the live broadcast room, and there was no message from Mo Yangbing.

It looks like Mo Anan is safe there, and the other teammates shouldn't be in any danger either.

He walked towards the restaurant.

【“The host didn’t say a word. It’s not for interaction.”

"He wouldn't come here to see if Mr. Mo has asked him to save his sister."

"Hahahaha, very funny, but the anchor's teammates are really now, I can only say that they have grown up."】

…

Zhu Ci came to the corridor and found the one he had identified before among so many paintings, which was the one painted by Li Xiaocheng.

He removed the painting from the frame and turned it over, and sure enough, he saw the name and a few words.

"What a bunch of bastards! What do you think you are!?"

Zhu Ci found the painting of playing the piano again, and when he took it down, he discovered that a photo had fallen out from behind the painting.

The photo shows a group of children surrounding Lin Yumo who is playing the piano. In the corner there is a little boy with a gloomy look, and he doesn’t look like a good person either. There is also a woman in the picture.

Zhu Ci put the painting back and took out the directory. He glanced out the window.

The window faces the garden, and the scene in the garden is still eerie and scary. The flowers on the window are almost stuck to the glass, like a pair of eyes, staring at Zhu Si.

Zhu Ci ignored him and took out a flashlight to shine on the list, checking the names one by one.

If it was as he guessed, this should be an orphanage, and the changes here were caused by Li Xiaocheng's jealousy.

And judging from the situation in the basement, Li Xiaocheng also relied on the power of the devil.

As for the owner of the manor... who is he and where is the woman in the photo, he has many guesses in his mind.

It can't be that this woman is the owner of the manor, the legendary father, or that Li Xiaocheng himself plays both the father and the child.

According to the diary, someone should have taken a fancy to the little boy playing the piano and gave him this name, so the person who originally wanted to adopt him should have been named Lin. But in the end, judging from the contents of the diary on that day, no one was adopted.

Zhu Ci thought about those famous brands and thought that maybe he should go to the second floor again.

…

The wind suddenly blew outside.

Mo Anan picked up the gun on the ground. She frowned and her eyes were a little red from the wind.

This is a prop given by her brother. It can have an effect on ghosts, but she is always embarrassed to use her brother's things.

Now, looking at the black shadow in front of her, she sniffed, shone the flashlight on the black shadow to buy time for Yang Zecheng, and fired several shots at the black shadow.

This was her first time firing a gun, and her hands were shaking a little, but she did not hesitate, and her accuracy was even pretty good.

“Bang, bang, bang.”

The shadow let out several sharp cries.

Yang Zecheng took a breath and took the opportunity to run towards the rose wall. At the same time, he was afraid of the hands on the ground, so he was careful with his feet.

Mo Anan glanced at the tombstone on the ground that looked like a huge coffin, and the hands that had temporarily become cold because they had already dragged a person in. She also fired many shots.

Blood was everywhere, and there were pieces of flesh everywhere, just like a real person's hand.

The ground was in a mess, contrasting with the blood-red sky.

“Run!”

Mo Anan glanced ahead, only to find that Fang Yu had arrived at some point.

She gritted her teeth and left quickly.

The black shadow is immortal, and the three people can only restrain each other.

Finally they saw a fire.

Xu An looked at them, but did not notice Zhu Ci, and his expression was confused for a moment.

"What about the congratulatory speech?"

"He..." Mo Anan staggered, and the huge sickle behind her was already behind her, and a bright red light flashed before her eyes.

“Dang!”

The shovel resisted for a moment.

"What are you standing there for?" Fang Yu shouted.

Mo Anan went forward.

After they finished their resignation, they discussed it and decided that it would be too tiring for one person to handle the whole night, so they agreed to take turns attracting the monster's attention and give their teammates a chance to rest and catch their breath.

"What's wrong with Brother Ci?" Xu asked secretly.

"He... he was dragged down to the grave by the hands that grew out of the ground." Mo Anan said.

Her eyes were somewhat sad. It was too late for them to discuss this. If they had discussed it earlier...

Xu An: "..."

He frowned: "Impossible, Brother Ci is definitely not dead."

"We saw it with our own eyes. The grave opened up, and then those hands dragged him in, and the ground closed up again," said Yang Zecheng.

Xu frowned secretly: "Brother Ci must have moved." He gave him all the props, so there's no way anything could go wrong.

He looked at Mo An'an's red eyes and gritted his teeth, "Why are you crying? I can guarantee that he's fine."

"Really?"

But they saw with their own eyes that Zhuci was dragged away. It was so dark and deep in that place. What if he didn't have time to use the props?

The shadow outside was still chasing the player. After all, Fang Yu's talent was agility, so the distance between him and the shadow was relatively stable.

In fact, the talent of agility is more like a kind of irony to her. She used to think that this was a kind of irony for her abandoning her sister and escaping from reality, but today, she felt a rare sense of relief.

Running fast is not only for escaping, but also for protecting teammates.

Xu An took a deep breath and looked at Li Hang beside him: "It's our turn."

【“Ah, I’m actually a little moved.”

"Yes, it's rare to see such pure cooperation in this game."

“Even though their teammates are gone, they should be able to survive.”

"But, I saw that Zhuci is not dead."】

…

Xu An was not very good at attracting monsters, and he was easily frightened. But at least he was not tall for nothing, and he had long legs and could run fast. The more scared he was, the faster he ran.

Before Li Hang noticed, he was a hundred meters ahead of him.

[“My goodness, if this were put in modern times, it would probably be worthy of the Olympics.”

"It's so funny. Li Hang's expression is like he saw a ghost."

"Hahahaha, what a funny guy."】

Li Hang had quite a few props in his hands that could control ghosts. He struggled for a while, and after hearing what Mo Anan said, he did not run into the tomb, but wandered around where there were no hands.

But his luck is really bad, and he will encounter some little devils blocking his way.

He nearly stepped into a deep pit when he ran under a wall of vines.

He looked down and saw a familiar piece of cloth emerging from the pit... It looked a bit like the striped cloth Zhang Fang was wearing the night he died...

Li Hang broke out in a cold sweat on his back. He had already been mentally intimidated in the afternoon. Now when he looked up, he seemed to see a headless male corpse sitting on the wall.

“Hula!”

The sound of a sickle breaking through the air was heard, and the sharp blade chopped down towards his head.

"What are you doing!"

Xu An suddenly appeared from nowhere and helped him, cursing: "You are holding me back, I really don't want to save you!"

Li Hang: “…”

It was as if he hadn't been controlling the shadow all along.

The sickle hit the wall and cut a vine, causing blood to flow out and run down the wall.

After Xu An pulled him, she shouted, "That hand is so disgusting! What a disgusting thing!"

As he said this, he let go of Li Hang and ran away again.

[“Hahahaha, this is so funny!”

"It's really funny and really noisy."

"He's so active in this game, he's even more of a rookie than a rookie."

"I want to know how he survived the last game, because of his long legs?"】

…

The flame of the rose burns hot and brilliantly, and can last all night long.

However, the dark night was too lonely. Zhang Xiaowei stared at the sky, as if looking for signs of dawn.

"Is it almost dawn?" Mo Anan asked.

She looked at Zhang Xiaowei. Although she looked scary and like charcoal, she thanked her sincerely: "Thank you, you are such a brave and kind girl. But if these flames will burn your soul, forget it. We don't need them now."

Zhang Xiaowei stared at her for a while, and suddenly realized that this girl was unusual. She said, "It's that boy. He passed my test, and I agreed."

"Are you talking about the speech? He is also a very brave man." Mo Anan said, "I want to be brave too."

The sound went far away.

Fang Yu sat down to recover his strength: "Yes, we can all be brave."

I don’t know how long it took, but the clouds in the sky dispersed a little.

The flame on the rose grew smaller and smaller.

Zhang Xiaowei returned to her original appearance. She looked at the horizon like an ordinary girl, waiting for the moment when the clouds would clear and the sun would appear.

But when the blood-red light was about to be replaced by the faint light of dawn, she would also dive into the wall, and would no longer be able to embrace the morning sun in her current form.

The system's voice rang in their minds [Player congratulations, story exploration progress 70%]

All the exhausted players were stunned for a moment.

What?

Why do they seem to know nothing yet, but the speech is already 70% done? It's only been two days, this is the third day.

Wait, what’s more, Zhu Ci is not dead?

Mo Anan's eyes lit up.

Zhuci is really still alive. Seeing is not believing!

Xu breathed a sigh of relief, and he said so.

Only Li Hang consumed more physical energy.

Before the black shadow left, it seemed unwilling to give up and let out a heart-pounding cry.

The hand stretched out from the ground also took on a ferocious shape, ready to strike.

But as the day broke, they could only reluctantly sink into the ground along with the cold tombstones.

Everyone sat down on the ground as if they had lost all their strength, and all the tense muscles in their bodies relaxed.

At this time, their stomachs started to growl, and they realized that they had not eaten last night and had been hungry for a long time.

The sunrise under these conditions is truly stunning.

Under the shade of gorgeous flowers and plants, the glow of the sunrise falls into every player's eyes, like infinite hope.

There were footsteps outside.

Xu An saw several people dressed as gardeners.

Their expressions were frighteningly stiff, and they were holding huge scissors, shovels, and hoes in their hands.

Some of the flowers in the flowerbed were growing in very strange conditions, with branches that had grown too long, forming twisted and bizarre shapes. Some of the short flowers would crawl on the ground and climb towards the manor.

That's what the gardeners came for. They took out their scissors and cut everything clean in one go.

Xu An seemed to hear a scream from the soul.

After the gardener pruned one plant, he moved on to the next one.

The worthless fallen leaves abandoned on the spot quickly rotted and gave off a foul smell.

When the gardener arrived at the patch of ivy, he cut it all off without mercy.

The ivy was bleeding freshly, and the walls turned completely bloody.

Li Hang still remembered the scene last night. He bravely moved closer to see the gardener filling the broken hole with soil.

The blood that overflowed from the soil soaked the filling soil.

When the gardener had finished cleaning up, he turned around and saw him.

Their eyes are like cheap plastic balls, not real people, but puppets.

“Crack, crack.”

The big scissors can easily cut off a human head.

The gardener stared at him for a while, then slowly walked towards him.

Li Hang took a step back, then turned around and ran.

The other players also saw the two gardeners.

He waited until they got close to the rose wall and took out his big scissors.

Yang Zecheng said: "Let's go."

Mo Anan suddenly stood up, took out his gun, and shot the two gardeners twice, hitting them right between the eyebrows.

The two gardeners fell down.

Yang Zecheng: “…”

He turned his head in shock and looked at Mo Anan.

What if these two are special NPCs? Besides, they can't take care of the garden, what if the young master of the manor asks them to take care of it?

This time the girl's hand holding the gun did not shake. She felt a little scared when she put the gun away.

"I was afraid they would damage the flowers behind, so I shot them. What should I do?"

Yang Zecheng said: "Forget it, it doesn't matter."

Fang Yu squatted down and checked the bodies of the two gardeners, then said, "They are mannequins, probably wax figures."

"Ah? Do you want to cut it open and see?" Mo Anan asked.

Fang Yu: “…”

【“Hahaha, this is so funny. Why do I feel like An An has been led astray?”

“She’s so brave now.”

"It's so funny, I guess it's considered growth."】

Suddenly, the wax moved like a human finger, and the plastic eyeball also moved.

Fang Yu took out a dagger and followed Mo An'an's idea to attack one of the wax figures. She cut slowly along the arm.

Until the blood was cut.

She moved the dagger away, looked at the piece, and suddenly reached out to peel it off. If she couldn't peel it off, she continued to cut until she tore off a piece of skin and revealed real human skin inside.

"Is there a real person inside?" Yang Zecheng asked.

"Now it seems that it is."

The wax statue next to him made a move, and Mo Anan shot him again.

Once is an accident, twice is not.

Yang Zecheng looked at her and said, "You'd better use them sparingly, in case you don't have enough bullets."

Mo Anan nodded, timidly retracted the gun, and said, "Okay."

[“The temptation to shoot.”

"Hahahaha, ever since I fired the first shot, I couldn't stop."

"If anyone dares to look directly at a cute girl from now on, I will take out my gun and beat you to death."】

Fang Yu wanted to continue peeling, but Xu An came over.

"Butler, the butler is here!"

Several people quickly dragged the two gardeners aside and walked towards the housekeeper.

"Gentlemen and ladies, breakfast is almost ready. Please do not linger in the garden any longer," said the butler.

They were indeed hungry, but they were locked out last night and didn't hear the housekeeper come looking for them.

Several people had complaints in their hearts, but the butler was very cautious in his words and deeds, and sometimes they were bullied by the annoying young master of the manor, so they stopped saying anything and followed the butler to the manor.

On the way, Fang Yu stared at the back of the housekeeper's neck, fascinated.

There should be wax on it, but I wonder what's under the skin?

"I don't know where Zhu Ci went." Mo Anan said.

Xu An glanced at her and said, "It's okay. As long as Brother Ci is well, it will be a sunny day."

Others: “…”

What Xu An said was quite interesting.

…

However, when they arrived at the restaurant, they saw a man lying on the table.

The boy was lying face down, with only his hairy head exposed.

[“It looks cute. I want to rub it.”

"The anchor was really tired after a night of work, but he had no place to sleep. How pitiful."】

"Brother Ci!"

"Tsk."

When Xu An cried out, Fang Yu pulled him.

They sat down in their respective seats consciously.

Zhu Ci raised his head and looked at them with half-closed eyes: "Are you all back?"

He looked around and found that everything was there.

"Well, Brother Ci, if you're sleepy, just take a nap."

Zhu Ci shook his head. It seemed his teammates hadn't slept either.

In the game, it shouldn't be a big problem if players don't sleep. What they need to be wary of is the mental attacks from monsters.

The reason why he wants to sleep on his stomach is because it is a habit he has developed.

There is no other way. There is someone at home who doesn't let him stay up late, and if he doesn't go to bed at a certain time, he will be threatened to put away his cell phone.

If you really need to stay up late to work, you have to report to him.

Zhu Ci shook his head to sober himself up.

"Zhu Ci, what did you do last night?" Li Hang asked.

What he cares about most is the game progress. Why is the game exploration progress suddenly only 70%?

Zhu Ci said: "It fell into the basement. Um..." He took out two candles.

The candle didn't burn very much, it just lit up a little as it fell.

"Thank you." He said to Xu An.

If he didn't have these two candles, he would have to find another way and wouldn't dare to step into the cemetery. That would be too much trouble.

Xu An showed a sunny and cheerful smile: "Hehehe, I'm glad I can help you, Brother Ci."

Zhu Ci omitted the details of his hallucination and only said that he saw the diary and picked up the roll call book, and then he repeated his guess.

In fact, after he went upstairs, when he returned the name tag according to the information recorded on the paper, he was also attacked.

The statues were trying to attack him.

It was really dangerous at that time. He lit the white candle once, then ran to room 211 and, based on his first experience, led the statue behind the door.

He was not quite sure where the world behind the door was connected to, but judging from Lin Xiaole's condition, it might be a world of the dead.

After delivering the name tags to their respective rooms, he received a gift.

It was a bunch of keys with the house number and the words "Master Bedroom" marked on them. There were also several other keys that also had the house number marked on them.

As soon as he saw the key, Zhu Ci thought of those doors that looked fragile. Is the key only used to open the door?

Then he would leave this copy and find Shen Wu to learn the lock picking skills.

Zhu Ci's fingers tapped the table from time to time. He just thought for a moment and thought that maybe the function of a key is not just to open the door, it can have more functions.

Thinking of this, he suddenly curled up the corners of his mouth but quickly retracted them.

"By the way, Zhuci, we met the gardener in the garden." Fang Yu told Zhuci what he saw.

Zhu Ci thought for a moment and said, "Well, when we have time, we'll peel them all off and have a look."

As they spoke, the food finally started to be served.

After eating green food for two days, Zhu Ci looked at these dishes that made him lose his appetite, but finally he picked up his chopsticks.

He ate relatively less, while the other players were wolfing down their food, some even ordered another bowl of rice, and Zhu Ci even ate one third of the rice.

"Why do you eat so little? Eat more."

A piece of vegetables fell into his bowl with his chopsticks.

Zhu Ci glanced at Mo Anan and was silent for a moment.

Xu An also stretched out his chopsticks: "Ci Ge, eat more."

Zhuci moved the bowl away this time.

"No."

"If you don't eat enough, you won't have the energy."

Congratulations: "..."

It's so ridiculous! On the third day, someone suddenly cares about whether he eats too much or too little.

[“Hahaha, the host obviously doesn’t like to eat vegetables. He looks a little speechless when he looks at the vegetables.”

"Oh, no wonder the anchor is so thin, he must be picky about food. My mom told me that eating more vegetables can help me grow taller."

"What vegetables can make people grow taller?"】

…

Zhuci ate it helplessly.

In fact, he was a bit of a germaphobe, and if Shen Wu was here, he would probably be secretly angry when he saw him eating food picked up by others.

The food on the table was swept away.

Zhu Ci said: "Let's go to a few rooms today to test the truth."

The current mission progress is stuck at 70%. Most of his guesses are correct, and the rest will depend on these keys.