Big Bang Earth [Unlimited]

This night, 223 was calm.

Not only Ji Mucha slept soundly all night, Xie Bingyan was also not disturbed.

This made Xie Bingyan couldn't help but lament the fair and just principle of the game. Everyone took turns to see the ghost. After watching them see the ghost on the first night, they were let off on the second night.

But after seeing Ji Fanchun and Qin Jiao, he felt bad.

Ji Fanchun's condition worsened again, and he almost gasped three times after taking a step.

Qin Jiao didn't know what kind of nightmare she had, she became very melancholy and gloomy, and her whole body was shrouded in very strong negative emotions. She even wanted to commit suicide in the morning, but Ji Fanchun dragged her sickly from the window sill.

——Although no one can be killed by a fall on the second floor, it is no different from death in the game if you are disabled or injured. You will die sooner or later.

When Ji Muxia passed by, Ji Fanchun helplessly sat beside Qin Jiao by the bed, trying to tell her cold jokes.

"I don't know what I encountered. It became like severe depression overnight, with strong thoughts of suicide."

Ji Fanchun suddenly looked at Xie Bingyan, "Psychiatrist, it's your turn."

Isn't depression a mental illness? Isn't this exactly Xie Bingyan's professional scope?

Xie Bingyan rubbed his temples, looked at the two seriously ill patients, and sighed deeply: "I'll try."

"I'll go down and get you something to eat." Ji Muxia was worried that Ji Fanchun and Qin Jiao were here, so he could only let Xie Bingyan stay.

Xie Bingyan: "Are you acting alone?"

"It's okay, I just got away by myself." Ji Muxia thought for a while and said, "If I encounter danger, I will seek cooperation with Bei Zhiyong."

Xie Bingyan nodded.

There is no way to disagree, the best way now is to quickly resolve these two illnesses, and then help Ji Muxia.

……

When Ji Muxia went out, he saw players in several rooms opposite to check.

One was Fang Shijie's room which he had eavesdropped on and Dongzi was going to live in. When Ji Muxia went to inquire, he saw the bodies of three people.

The death conditions of the three people are different.

Fang Shijie and another man were lying on their bed. From head to toe, there were dense and terrifying paw prints, as if they were bitten to death by wild animals.

Among them, Fang Shijie was even worse, with a large number of bruises on her body, as if she had been tossed and beaten repeatedly.

The man's neck was bitten off, and he died cleanly.

Ji Muxia knew it well.

Playing with prey and biting it off are both cats' habits.

And Fang Shijie just kicked the black cat.

On the other side, Dongzi hanged himself in the bathroom.

The bathroom originally had no beams and no electric fan, but last night, a ceiling fan was added so abruptly that the bathroom was particularly crowded, and Dongzi was hung on the ceiling fan.

——Very similar to Kunxi's death method.

Ji Muxia said silently in her heart.

This time, he deliberately looked at the waists of the three people first, and sure enough, all the writing brushes of the three people were gone.

The other dead person's room was the room of Dabeitou Wang Feng, but it wasn't Dabeitou who died, it was Luo Sen and another player who was somewhat unfamiliar with Ji Muxia.

Wang Feng and his glamorous female companion stood in the corridor, their expressions were unkind, and they seemed to be in conflict, standing far away from each other.

Ji Mucha looked at the female player, then at Wang Feng, and walked towards Wang Feng.

"What happened last night?"

Wang Feng was expressionless, with bloodstains still remaining on his face: "Luo Sen is a ghost, he wanted to kill me at night, but I killed him instead."

"What the hell?"

"A ghost." Wang Feng snorted coldly, "A ghost who works for a tiger, I know he is not a good thing."

Ji Mucha blinked: "Then you two are having conflicts between couples?"

"Hmph, woman, just ask her to open the door and hold grudges." Wang Feng waved his hands impatiently, "Leave her alone, women are like this, you can't treat her well, the better you treat her, the better you will be."

Ji Mucha nodded slightly, didn't ask any more questions, and didn't discuss anything with other players, and went directly to the dining hall.

Standing tall on the second floor, Wang Feng looked down, watching Ji Muxia go to the dining hall and return to 221 with steamed buns and porridge, and watched him not come out after entering the door, honestly taking care of his brother, as if he had no intention of completing today's task.

Wang Feng and the female player looked at each other, and a smile flashed in their eyes at the same time...

When it was getting dark, Ji Muxia came out from 221 and went to Zhongkui Temple alone.

At this time, the other players had basically finished today's tasks in Zhongkui Temple and returned to the farmhouse, which happened to be staggered with him.

Ji Muxia went straight to the mourning hall of the side hall alone, intentionally looking for it among the tablets.

This time, he found a similar name in the corner on the other side far away from "Zhong Kunxi".

"Zhong Xiadong".

Dongzi's surname is Xia.

He didn't stop, taking advantage of the last twilight in the room before dark, looking for them one by one.

"Zhong Fang Shi Jie" and "Zhong Fang Shi Cheng" were also found one after another, and their tablets were placed side by side.

Then, the last two I wanted were also found.

"Zhong Wangfeng", "Zhong Xueyan".

Wang Feng with a big back and the female player who lived in the same room with him had, as expected, died.

When she saw Wang Feng and the female player named Xue Yan standing far away, Ji Muxia felt something was wrong.

Does Xue Yan have feelings for Wang Feng?

Anyone with eyes can tell, no, she just wants to survive.

This is to cling to the profit, how dare you lose your temper with Wang Feng?

The more Wang Feng scolded Xue Yan, the more he acted too much, leaving too many flaws.

When Ji Muxia deliberately came forward to ask, it was already a test. If it was really Wang Feng himself, with his provocative character when they first met, let alone making up stories to deceive people, he would not bother to talk to Ji Muxia.

Wang Feng patiently explained so many things to him today, the more he explained, the more flawed he was.

However, since they pretended to be Wang Feng and Xue Yan, these two fakes must be acting together with other players.

And the most important thing is that Ji Mucha is only barely familiar with Wang Feng, who took the initiative to provoke him. He can recognize it after changing the inner core, but other players who have no interaction with each other can't detect it. It is safest not to deal with it directly.

Therefore, Ji Mucha chose to act alone.

The purpose of coming to the mourning hall is firstly to confirm the authenticity of Wang Feng, and secondly...

"What are you looking for?"

Behind him, came a familiar voice.

The familiar one heard his provocation just after entering this game, and the familiar one just talked to him this morning.

Ji Muxia turned around and saw Wang Feng and Xue Yan standing at the door.

In other words, ghosts wearing the skins of Wang Feng and Xue Yan...

"Are you looking for us?"

Wang Feng smiled brightly, and the smile became bigger and bigger, splitting on both sides.

Xue Yan said: "Don't steal my skin this time, I have liked this human skin for a long time."

"You are not ghosts, are you?" Ji Muxia looked very calm, but his slightly trembling voice revealed his nervousness, "Is it Huapi?"

Wang Feng ghost murmured: "Let me just say we are very famous."

Xue Yan: "I don't care, this one belongs to me, I've been wronged to be a woman once."

Wang Feng: "No, mine is too badly injured, it's about to burst."

"No, I don't want to be a woman anymore..."

Seeing the two painted skin ghosts quarreling in front of them, Ji Muxia tentatively said: "How about you two fight first, and whoever wins will get my skin?"