"Let's go out first. Aunt Mei should be very strict about time control, right?"
When I came out of the bathroom, Aunt Mei was already sitting on the sofa, watching TV and cutting her toenails with nail clippers.
Seeing Qin Nuo and Zhang Yu come out, Aunt Mei laughed teasingly and said, "Boys are actually whispering like girls. What's there for me not to hear?"
"There are two glasses of milk on the table. Drink them and go to bed."
The two drank the milk in one gulp. Zhang Yu said, "Mom, you should go to bed early too." After that, he took Qin Nuo into the room.
In the room, after turning off the lights, Zhang Yu actually lay down.
Qin Nuo asked, "Are you really sleeping?"
"Xiao Qin, listen to me, lie down and close your eyes."
Seeing Zhang Yu's serious expression, Qin Nuo also lay down.
After a while, the door was pushed open and Aunt Mei walked in without any footsteps. She went straight to the bed and looked at the two people on the bed.
This stop is ten minutes.
Then he turned and left, closing the door, and the room was pitch black.
Zhang Yu finally opened his eyes: "Okay, now my mom is really asleep."
"What do you think would happen if Aunt May found out we were sneaking out of the house in the middle of the night?"
Qin Nuo got out of bed and put on his coat.
"The iron hammer will hit our heads, but of course, in her eyes it will just be two light hits."
As Zhang Yu spoke, he put on a thick coat and prepared a lot of weapons, hiding them under his clothes.
Qin Nuo didn't stop him from doing this. He calmed down for a moment and said, "Actually, I have a question."
"The rules say there are 10 players, which means besides you and me, there are eight other people who are just as sober as us."
"What does this mean?" Zhang Yu asked.
"You think you were awake because you avoided the attack of the red-eyed monster that night and didn't become an NPC in the game."
"But I think that anyone who has participated in a horror game is sober."
Zhang Yu blinked, thinking it made sense. He then did some calculations: "The apartment building has eight floors, five households on each floor, and forty households. Finding the other eight players would probably be difficult."
"Why bother looking for them? We just need to do our own thing." Qin Nuo said.
Zhang Yu suddenly seemed to remember something and said, "An old classmate of mine is also in the apartment building and participated in the dungeon. We can go find him and join up."
"That guy is really good. We entered the dungeon together, and he won the dungeon's MVP. He has a very high gaming talent!"
"He's very brave. If he has a companion, he can definitely help."
Qin Nuo asked, "Which floor?"
"Second floor."
"Let's go then. I hope he's still alive."
Pushing open the door, a cold air filled the hall, and two figures left the suite with light steps.
Outside the house, the stench was even stronger. In the entire corridor, only one light bulb was on, flickering.
Wherever the flashlight shone, there were all kinds of horrific bloodstains. The atmosphere of horror was exaggerated to the extreme. Zhang Yu plucked up his courage and held a small axe in one hand.
He followed Qin Nuo timidly, which made him feel a little embarrassed. He was obviously older than Qin Nuo, but he acted like a timid little girl.
In Qin Nuo's eyes, these are indeed commonplace.
Like plain food, very bland.
Zhang Yu had just taken two steps when a hand suddenly grabbed his foot.
He shouted and shone his flashlight in the direction he was looking, only to see a bloody corpse slumped on the floor.
He opened his mouth and was about to speak when Zhang Yu hit him on the head with an axe.
The axe blade was embedded in the skull and blood was flowing all over the face.
The man on the ground was still alive. He opened his mouth and uttered hoarsely, "Xiao Zhang, why are you hitting me on the head?"
"Uncle Li... Uncle Li?" Zhang Yu was stunned.
"You're just like your mother. You've been very rude to the neighbors lately. I just knocked on the door and asked if they had any soy sauce, but your mother chased me away."
"Ah... My stomach feels really uncomfortable. Can you help me up and go back to my room, Xiao Zhang?"
Uncle Li spoke tiredly.
He covered his abdomen with one hand, looking like he had diarrhea.
But when Zhang Yu shone the flashlight, he clearly saw that his abdomen was cut by the knife, and his intestines were spilling out, covering the ground with bright red.
Such a vivid scene created a strong visual impact. Zhang Yu staggered and although he tried to hold it back, he bent over and vomited on the spot when he turned around.
"Kid, I asked you to help me, why are you vomiting?" Uncle Li was very confused.
Qin Nuo looked at him and said calmly: "Uncle Li, we have something to do. You have a stomachache. Can you crawl back by yourself?"
Uncle Li looked at Qin Nuo, his face suddenly covered with veins like earthworms, and he said maliciously: "I'm talking to Xiao Zhang, what does it have to do with you?"
As he spoke, he suddenly grabbed Zhang Yu's foot with one hand.
His face was distorted, and his eyeballs were melting like cheese, flowing out from the corners of his eyes: "Your mother treated me like this, as a son, don't you show some appreciation?"
Zhang Yu turned pale with fear, and subconsciously reached under her clothes...
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