Puzzle games

During the day, he took a last deep look at the richest man sitting on the sofa chair with his back straight, and then slammed the door.

Coming out of Wei Yang's office, the two of them saw Zhang Siji brother and sister who were leaning on the workbench and looking over here. The latter had obviously been waiting for them.

"Is there something wrong?" Ye Zhao raised his eyebrows during the day, and Ye Zhao stood behind him without saying a word.

Zhang Siji and his sister looked at each other, and said frankly, "During the day, we hope to form a team with you to enter the dungeon."

Bai Tian rubbed his eyes, and was about to speak, Zhang Sijia hurriedly interrupted: "Bi Tian, ​​don't rush to refuse, you are very strong, but according to the experience of two years ago, the subsequent dungeons will become more and more difficult. Teammates on the spectrum are definitely much better than you fighting alone."

Zhang Sijia has a good impression of Tiantian because of the last spider. After all, choosing a teammate is not only about comprehensive quality, but also character is very important. Otherwise, at the critical moment, you will be pushed out as a shield to escape by yourself, and there is no place to cry.

During the day, he helped his forehead helplessly: "But we already have a team."

"!"

The siblings looked at each other: "Who is it?"

"Li Yilan and Wen Pengpeng."

During the day, I didn't hide it. After all, they all know each other. It's better to talk about it, otherwise the other party would think that he didn't want to form a team with them on purpose.

Although the emergence of puzzle games has a great relationship with Zhang Yun, Tian Tian didn't want to vent his anger on Zhang Sijia's brother and sister. The other party was also a victim, and was kept in the dark because of his father's selfishness.

"It turned out to be the two of them."

Zhang Sijia didn't expect that the people who robbed her were acquaintances, but after all they were slow in their movements, and they couldn't blame others, so they could only let Bai Tian and Ye Zhao leave regretfully.

After that, he shouted behind the two unwillingly: "During the day, if you are not satisfied with that big star's performance, remember to come back to us!"

During the day, he waved his hand noncommittally.

Sitting in the co-pilot of an SUV during the day, and then being pulled into a warm embrace.

Ye Zhao patted him on the back as if comforting a child, and he felt tears were about to come out.

"I will always be by your side, whether in reality or in the game."

The emotions that had been temporarily suppressed just now were evoked again. During the day, he never thought that his parents died in the dungeon, nor did he think that he would follow in their footsteps two years later.

What's even more ironic is that the biggest "hero" for the activation of the game was his father, so he had no reason to resent Zhang Yun. The other party didn't force them, and it was his father who even took the initiative to enter the game later.

He felt that he was simply being played by fate in the palm of his hand.

Suddenly I couldn't stand it during the day.

A big warm and dry hand pressed against the back of his neck, bringing him closer to him with a soothing meaning.

The two sat quietly in the car for half an hour, and their emotions gradually calmed down during the day. He rubbed his eyes habitually and looked at Ye Zhaodao: "Actually, there was a place that I always thought was very strange."

"What?" Ye Zhao put his hand in his palm and bowed his head to kiss him.

"Since the researchers and volunteers who entered the game two years ago, why did you appear in the copy later? Still with my dad."

Ye Zhao pondered: "Although I lost that part of memory, there is no impenetrable wall in the world. Although Zhang Yun secretly hired them to research the system, you must know that among these people are experts in AI intelligence.

As an investor in AI games, I most likely got relevant news at the time and then returned to China.

As for entering the dungeon... After the death, the research institute was in chaos. Everyone was eager to get away from the system. It was not difficult for me to take the opportunity to enter the game.

But what happened to me and your parents after that, I'm sorry, during the day, I can't figure it out. "

Nodding his head during the day, he thought that Ye Zhao's guess should be infinitely close to the facts at that time. The latter started the car, turned to him and asked, "Is there any place you want to go? We have free time until we enter the game next time. "

I rubbed my eyes during the day, and suddenly remembered something, and took out a neatly folded small note from the card case, with a faint scent of lavender on it.

"Let's meet that mysterious man at No. 81 Tianjie Lane."

Tianjie Lane is in the suburbs, and the entire Beijing city is separated from the command center of the northern theater where they are currently located. Based on the road conditions in Beijing, it is estimated that it will take four to five hours to drive.

Ye Zhao first drove the Jeep back to his underground garage, and then went to take the subway with Tiantian.

I was a little absent-minded during the day along the way.

"What's the matter? Are you thinking about the person who left the note?" Ye Zhao asked softly while sitting beside him.

Shaking his head during the day: "No, I'm thinking about you."

"What are you thinking about me?" Ye Zhao leaned closer on purpose, with a smile in his voice.

During the day, he pushed his head angrily, and said with a straight face: "In the memory you lost, someone once put something into your brain, and now Zhang Yun, Wei Yang and the others don't know what it was. What, what kind of harm it will cause, unknown things always make people uneasy."

Ye Zhao rubbed his soft hair, and said with a smile: "I think it's just the opposite of yours. I intuitively feel that this passage, how should I put it, is temporarily called a 'fragment of consciousness', and it may be buried in my mind. It’s not a bad thing, and it might protect me in a sense.”

Hearing him say that during the day, he was slightly relieved.

He remembered that in the dungeon of the asylum, Ye Zhao received a reminder from the ghost "Xiaoye" in his brain, so they knew that the real task of clearing the dungeon was to escape from the asylum, not to stay there for seven days.

Thinking about it this way, maybe keeping that "fragment of consciousness" is not a bad thing.

The subway was indeed much faster than driving. About 10 minutes later, they were standing outside the courtyard wall of an old courtyard house.

It was already [-]:[-] in the daytime. Fortunately, it was the end of summer, and the weather was good, so the sky was not completely dark. The yellow sunlight was shining on the weeds that covered the wall, which made the two of them wonder if no one lived here. .

During the day, he reached out and grabbed the copper ring and buckled it on the old peeling black lacquered wooden door, but no one answered for a while.

Ye Zhaozheng was hesitating whether to climb over the courtyard wall, knowing the law and breaking the law, and trespassing on private houses, he saw the gate of a courtyard three or four families away opened from the inside, protruding a middle-aged woman with outdated curly hair

human head.

"Who are you?" The woman looked very similar to the image of a chartered woman in a well-known movie, her eyes were full of scrutiny.

During the day, he showed a harmless smile, and said to the woman with a good temper: "Hello, elder sister, we are looking for relatives in Beijing from other places. The address says this is here, but it seems that other people are not at home."

The woman felt at ease when he called her "big sister", and saw that one of them was gentle and fair, and the other was tall and handsome, and she had an intuition that neither of them was a bad person, so she came out and said kindly: "Young man, you must have found the wrong place.

Our area will be demolished in one month, and many people who originally lived here have already moved to other places after receiving compensation, and..."

She paused when she said this, her tone became a little weird, and she lowered her voice: "Besides, the house you knocked on has been unoccupied for many years. I heard that the inside is not very clean, and I dare not even bring a few nearby families with me. Stay here, our family will have to move out after two days of waiting for the new house to be delivered."

After she finished speaking, she quickly walked back to the door, and waved her hand to Bai Tian, ​​signaling them to leave quickly.

During the day, he frowned. Before he came, he had guessed about the person who put the note in front of Ruan Xiaoyu's tomb and this mysterious No. 81 Tianjie Lane.

He thought it should be a non-governmental alliance similar to Li Yilan and "Survivors". As for the purpose of attracting them, it was probably related to the game. He never expected that the courtyard that appeared in front of them would be a haunted house.

During the day, Ye Zhao stopped Ye Zhao's plan to go in and find out.

Let’s not talk about the situation inside, whether it’s dangerous, or the note left by the other party. It should be more urgent for the two parties to meet, so what’s the matter if they are shut down?

Is this a trap?

During the day, they couldn't help becoming vigilant. Anyway, they had already understood most of the core information of the game, and knew that as long as they reached 100 points, it would be completely over. They didn't need to take risks for something worthless at this moment.

During the day, he made a decisive decision and decided to leave here with Ye Zhao. However, two figures suddenly appeared and blocked their way.

One of them has colorful hair, feather duster-like miscellaneous hair, and cheap metal chains jingling all over his body, exuding the atmosphere of a loved family. Only a big knife on his shoulder can make people recognize his player's identity at a glance.

If it's not You Ji, which one is it?

"Long time no see, both of you!" You Ji's male duck voice was as unflattering as ever, "I learned that you were coming to Beijing, but I waited here for ten days, but you didn't come. I thought it died in the dungeon."

Ye Zhao subconsciously protected the daytime behind him, who walked around him and stood side by side with him, and the next second the ordinary version of the machete appeared in his hand.

"You didn't die from your hands and hamstrings, how could we die!" Bai Tian glanced at him coldly, showing a mocking smile.

"Tsk, no, it's because of those injuries that you haven't been pulled into the dungeon for a while, have you survived until now? So you should thank me."

Seeing the calm and calm look on the gentle young man's face, You Ji felt a strong hatred welling up in his heart.

No one knew the severe pain that almost penetrated the bone marrow when the tendons in the limbs were picked, and no one could understand the despair he felt at that time that he was bound to die.

If the police hadn't arrived in time, and he happened to have a healing item snatched from some unlucky ghost, he was afraid that he would spend the rest of his life in bed like Xiong Yan and the others. A gift from this kid!

"You Ji, what nonsense are you talking to him? Is it because you have been defeated by them once before?"

The one who spoke was another sexy beauty with long fiery red hair. She was wearing a tank top and hot pants on an already chilly late summer evening. Her front and back were raised, her long legs were straight, and she was quite eye-catching.

But what is more attractive is her hands. The long sheepskin gloves are worn to the elbows, which are very different from the cool clothes on other parts of her body.

Xue Meng took off his gloves slowly while speaking provocative words.

During the day, the pupils shrank slightly, and those hands were not beautiful. On the contrary, from the elbow to the forearm to the fingertips, there was no trace of flesh and blood, revealing thick bones, which was very frightening.

Noticing Bai Tian's sight, it was probably caused by women's beauty-loving nature, Xue Meng suddenly became angry from embarrassment, and with a stride, his hands became claws, and struck towards Bai Tian's throat.

Before she could get close, Ye Zhao swung out his saber and slashed at the woman's arm, but only heard a ding----, the saber, which cuts iron like mud, seemed to touch gold and stone.

Moreover, Xue Meng's strength is also astonishing, Ye Zhao spent [-]% of his strength in a blow, but he didn't even push it away.

During the day, when he saw this, he raised his eyebrows, and shouted loudly without shame: "It's raining, you need an umbrella."

A bright red umbrella appeared in front of him in an instant, just in time to block Xue Meng's attack, and Ye Zhao immediately led him back three meters.

"Sure enough, you killed that bastard Zhai Tianlin and took away his props!" Xue Meng failed to succeed in the blow, and the fighting spirit in his eyes was even more victorious.

Frowning slightly during the day, this woman's fighting strength and skill are not like ordinary people at all, and judging from her tone, she seems to know Zhai Tianlin.

Also, he remembered that Ye Zhao once said that Zhai Tianlin had a life on his hands. At first he thought that the other party was killing someone to snatch props, but now it seems that that guy may be a desperado in reality.

And the woman in front of him is very likely to be the same person as him.