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He Lizhou glanced at Jiang Jiang. He was not surprised that Xu Zian came, but he did not expect Jiang Jiang to come. After all, the two had no intersection.
He Lizhou opened his door and made a "please" gesture.
Uncle Zhao saw the three people leave and chased them out. When he saw them enter He Lizhou's room, he understood what this meant. His eyes turned cold and said, "Split up, huh? Fine!"
They didn't sit on the bed. Who would dare to touch anything in the room now? The three of them sat on the floor, and Xu Zian spoke first.
"The fact that we can get together means that we all understand what happened to Chen Ling. It's hard to imagine that a player would attack another player. The danger of this dungeon does not only come from the dungeon NPCs, but also from the players hiding in the dark."
Jiang Jiang nodded, "Uncle Zhao, I saw him yesterday."
No one said much about what they saw, but everyone understood that it was the ferocious smile on Uncle Zhao's face. "He has seen our alliance. He will definitely attack us first during the daytime break tomorrow. Please be careful."
Everyone nodded, "Let's talk about the clues we have now."
Xu Zian glanced at He Lizhou first and said, "I found human bones in the garden."
He Lizhou: "...Why didn't I see it?"
Xu Zian scratched his head as if he was embarrassed, "Because I brought it back to Baoshang."
He took out a small cloth bag from his pocket and untied it to reveal a small piece of human finger bone inside.
"Buried alive?" He Lizhou guessed.
"Maybe, but without evidence, the system won't report it."
Now everyone doesn’t understand what this evidence is. If it can only be proved after people die in the same way, then isn’t the copy unsolvable?
Jiang Jiang: "I'm a Gu Master. My snake told me that someone died of poison here, but I'm not sure which room the person belongs to."
He Lizhou: "If he was poisoned, there should be traces on his cup or tableware."
Jiang Jiang: "Yes, so I sent Xiaoshe to check every room and the kitchen, but I didn't find any traces."
He Lizhou suddenly thought of something, "Are you originally a Gu Master, or are you a Gu Master here?"
Jiang Jiang: "Here, but I grew up in the south and am fairly familiar with these things, so I dare to use snakes."
She thought He Lizhou was doubting her identity, but He Lizhou continued to ask, "How did you know that you are a Gu Master?"
Jiang Jiang was a little confused. "Wouldn't it be possible to find out the identity of the original NPC after entering the dungeon?"
After she finished saying this, her eyes suddenly widened, "You haven't used the skills you originally brought yet!"
Xu Zian, He Lizhou: "..."
He Lizhou took out the wooden sculpture that he had always kept close to his body as requested, "This is mine. Maybe I am psychic? It changed when I entered the garden."
Finally, the two of them looked at Xu Zian together.
Sukoan: “…Uh.”
He searched through every pocket on his body and finally pulled out a bunch of yellow talismans, "Am I a talisman?"
He Lizhou took out his stack of talismans, flipped through them briefly, and pulled out one of them. "This is a spiritual talisman. It can make ghosts appear. If it's powerful, it can even make ghosts regain consciousness for a period of time and communicate with people."
Xu Zian immediately burned the talisman paper, and soon a vague figure floating in the air appeared in the room, floating out from the human finger bone.
This talisman seemed to be very powerful. The ghost was in a trance for a moment, and then he actually regained consciousness. "Who are you...?"
Jiang Jiang said simply, "Do you remember if you died?"
But the ghost did not go crazy as expected by the three people. He just opened his mouth slightly and said, "Ah, yes, I seem to have been buried alive."
As he spoke, a painful expression appeared on his face, as if he was recalling the pain of being buried alive. Then he smiled bitterly, "What a ridiculous experience."
He did not reveal anything else and slowly disappeared in mid-air, and then the system broadcast again.
*
Uncle Zhao was on the second floor. He narrowed his eyes when he heard the system announcement and asked, "How did you find those three people?"
Dongping was helping Uncle Zhao. When he heard the murmur, he raised his head in confusion and asked, "Huh?" Uncle Zhao slapped him back, "Keep looking for clues."
Dongping: “Oh.”
Dongping didn't dare to ask any more questions. He pushed open the door beside him, walked in and then walked out again with a strange expression on his face, "Uncle Zhao... look here."
Uncle Zhao turned back impatiently, "Did you find something insignificant again... Chen Ling's?"
His tone changed, with some disbelief, he squatted down and looked at the rope that tied Chen Ling's bedding. After thinking for a while, he signaled Dongping to hide the things.
"Someone knew before Xiang Qian died that she couldn't lie on the bed, and they brought Chen Ling's things out to protect him."
Dongping: "Is that Xiao He?"
When Xiang Qian died, when Xiao He went up to check her carotid artery, they noticed that Xiao He was not very shocked. He also talked to Chen Ling afterwards, which led to Chen Ling not responding for a long time when he heard the knock on the door during the day. If someone noticed it in advance, Xiao He was the most likely person.
Uncle Zhao stroked his beard and said, "After tonight, I will go meet him during the day."
Dongping hid the quilt deeper and wiped the sweat from his forehead. "What should we do now?"
Uncle Zhao: "This castle looks like it has four floors from the outside, but there are only three floors of stairs inside. Go find the missing floor. I'm going to fight Xiao He tomorrow."
Dongping nodded and quickly escaped from Uncle Zhao. Although Uncle Zhao was always with them, Dongping always had a hunch that he didn't want to have too close contact with Uncle Zhao.
Uncle Zhao discovered Dongping's little thoughts but didn't take them to heart. He had already figured out these people. Xiang Qian was a little clever but not much. Dongping had survived until now only by listening to his girlfriend. After Xiang Qian's death, Dongping was not worth his attention at all.
After Dongping left in a hurry, Uncle Zhao stood there for a while, making sure that there was no one else on the third floor before going downstairs to his room.
He took out a small round magic ball from his pocket, took out a book, and recited the spell.
The silhouette of He Lizhou slowly emerged in the magic ball, showing that he was holding a wooden sculpture in his hand.
Uncle Zhao came closer to the magic ball and carefully identified it. After seeing that it was just a wooden sculpture, he snorted and laughed, "I thought it was something powerful, but it's just a psychic. Is it worthy of those two people's pursuit?"
After he understood that He Lizhou's "skill" was just spiritualism, he relaxed his guard immediately. Spiritualism was not aggressive, and He Lizhou's physique did not look like someone who had been exercising for years, so he was incomparable to himself. If it was a poison master like Jiang Jiang who carried poisonous snakes, he would be worthy of attention.
He lay back on the carpet, but was suddenly hit by something under his head. Just as he was about to lift the carpet to take a closer look, there was a knock on the door, "Uncle Zhao!"
It’s Dongping’s voice.
Uncle Zhao was feeling annoyed, but he still went to open the door for Dongping. Maybe he really had found some clues.
"Uncle Zhao, I heard from Sun Hanqi that Xiao He and his friends were also looking for the missing fourth floor tonight. They checked every room, but our room was locked and he couldn't get in."
Dongping had a mysterious look on his face and brought some useless news. Uncle Zhao wanted to kick him out, but Dongping's next words stopped him.
"I thought, what if the fourth floor is in our room that he couldn't get into? So I went back to my room to look for it, but I didn't find any mechanism. So I came here to look for it, Uncle Zhao, but there's nothing here either."
Uncle Zhao thought about it and it seemed to make sense, so he locked the door and said, "Go find it."
Dong Ping was overjoyed when he got Uncle Zhao's affirmation. He started searching with great enthusiasm. Uncle Zhao was afraid that he would trigger some death point. He couldn't help but remind him of the "tool" that was still handy at the moment, "Be gentle, have you forgotten how your target died?"
Dongping turned his back to Uncle Zhao, a flash of regret flashed across his face, but when he turned around, he returned to his usual self, smiling, "Okay!"
Uncle Zhao lifted the carpet, intending to see what had hit him, but instead he discovered a rectangular piece of wood "growing" out from between the floorboards.
Thinking of Dongping's words, Uncle Zhao's heartbeat immediately accelerated, and he already had a premonition in his heart.
He called Dongping and asked him to press down the piece of wood. Soon the wall of the room flipped over, revealing a new secret passage.
Dongping opened his glasses slightly wider and looked at Uncle Zhao. Uncle Zhao raised his chin and told him to go in first.
Dong Ping gritted his teeth and said, "I, I'm a little scared. Why don't you take the lead, Uncle Zhao?"
Uncle Zhao looked at Dongping with disdain, "Young man, are you afraid of the dark?"
Seeing Dong Ping nodding, he didn't say anything more. He picked up the flashlight and walked into the secret passage first.
The stairs in the secret passage went down first and then up. In the darkness, Uncle Zhao couldn't tell how far he had walked. It was a long time before he saw the light coming in.
Uncle Zhao gathered his strength and jumped up the stairs, and saw a very warmly decorated room, but in the layout of a hotel room.
Uncle Zhao looked at the place in front of him that was completely inconsistent with the European style. He became alert and walked around the room quietly. Suddenly, the door was opened.
The person who showed up was clearly Xiao He from the copy.
Uncle Zhao was horrified, thinking that He Lizhou was blocking him from the other side. Just as he was about to take action, he found that He Lizhou's eyes were unfamiliar, "Who are you?"
Uncle Zhao thought about it for a moment and immediately smiled, "I'll stay here."
He Lizhou finally understood. Although he looked strange, he still took out the notebook and said, "Oh, you are a tenant. I am the owner of the hotel. I am registering for you... Uncle Zhao?"
As He Lizhou called out Uncle Zhao's name, Uncle Zhao was dragged back to the secret passage by an unknown force and returned to the copy room again, while Dongping looked at him with a worried look on his face.
"Uncle Zhao, you're awake!"
"What's going on?"
Dongping was also confused. "You suddenly disappeared after you went in. I didn't dare to leave and waited there. After a while, you appeared again in a daze, so I quickly carried you up."
Uncle Zhao was still thinking about the "Xiao He" he had just met. He turned back to look at the dark secret passage and said, "There's something strange about this secret passage. Don't go in for now."
Dongping looked flustered and nodded quickly.
On the other side, He Lizhou suddenly remembered where he had seen Uncle Zhao before.
When he and the inn were first dragged into the infinite flow game, and props were only dropped occasionally, suddenly one day a big man with a dusty face came in and said he was a guest who came to rent the house. Just as He Lizhou was about to register, the man disappeared again.
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