attack stream of life

At the end of the game, as usual, it was a return ticket. There was no surprise, but other people’s gift packs offered very good props. The grade was indeed much higher than that given by the low difficulty, with various magical skills.Many of them can be reused, which is very practical.

He also knew what the rest coupon was.

It turned out to be a ticket to a leisure community, with a stay time of three days at most, and one month at most.

There are many kinds of modern entertainment facilities that can be seen everywhere, but now you can't ask for it, so that everyone can take a breather for a while and not go completely crazy.

But there are also people who are crippled by this short break.The nerves that have been tense for a long time suddenly relax, and the inertia and weakness make it impossible to face the endless game challenges.

Everything has two sides, whether it is good or bad, mainly depends on the player himself.

In addition, the players are still exchanging information there to increase their chances of survival.

Qing Chuan presented stand-in props to 15 people. His local tyrant style surprised these high-end players. He was surprised that there are such powerful and humanitarian people in this world, just like superheroes in the comic world.

The one who got it rejoiced, but the two who were rejected couldn't believe what they had missed.

"I don't know how to repay you, Qing." The black girl's eyes were red with emotion, and she wiped the tears from her face, "I know some game information, which may not be useful, at least you have a preparation."

There were a lot of people at this time, but she didn't deliberately find a quiet place to tell in private, but directly told what she knew, some games she had played, and the customs clearance conditions.

After she almost died, she seemed to no longer be obsessed with the privacy of information, but chose to share: "You can share this information with others for free. I hope that more people will survive because of this information."

"Maybe I can't be as selfless as Qing, but at least I should live like a human being."

The second is the big man who was partnered with the black girl before. He also has a lot of news, a lot.

"I've been to the rest community and got a lot of information. I don't guarantee that it's all right. You can use it as a reference."

Everyone was affected by this atmosphere, and they exchanged a lot of news that they had paid a price for before without reservation.This may be their biggest gain in this game, a lot of information, and the value of unity.

Unscrupulous competition with each other will only make the game more difficult.

Those two people who were rejected were far away, even if they pricked up their ears, they couldn't hear much, and the expressions on their faces were so dark that they dripped with ink.

Qing Chuan saw it and let them get closer.

"I don't like you guys, but I want you guys to live."

Qing Chuan comforted everyone: "Don't give up anyway, we will see you in the real world later."

"Qing, I want to know, how many people like you are there in this world?" A person asked, and he danced and danced, "That's it, hehehe (imitating the hitting action), it's too powerful. There are mysterious powers, people with superpowers. "

"Yes, a lot." Qing Chuan said naturally.

"Are they all as powerful as you?"

More than a dozen pairs of eyes of different colors stared at him, all looking forward to his answer.

This is not an easy question to answer, because an accident caused international disputes.What if everyone thinks that Huaxia is a powerful warlock, and then advocates the threat theory again?

At the critical moment, Qingchuan thought of the strategic deception.

"I can only be regarded as ordinary among them. There are more powerful ones, but these are probably similar to nuclear weapons, and they usually don't appear. You have such powerful organizations like the US Emperor, the Rotten Kingdom, and Japan. "

Facing everyone's attention, Qing Chuan began to brag without changing his face: "Especially the US Emperor, who is very famous and powerful in the industry. Of course, they are generally not known to the public, and some secret funds flow... In short, you understand. I am an unorganized wanderer, but my personal strength is still too weak. I hope that the powerful organizations in the world will notice this quickly."

Qing Chuan said it so sincerely that everyone believed it.

They all looked like they had discovered the new world. Apart from being amazed, there was a sudden realization on their faces, and then they remembered many mysterious events in the real world and some unconfirmed rumors.

"So those witches, werewolves, vampires... and many of those superpowers are real? Speaking of which, I seem to have encountered unexplainable incidents...but I ignored them at the time, and they used other psychological Level explanations have fooled me. My God, what a fool I am!"

"Yes, I have indeed heard of it, but I didn't believe it at all at the time. My God, did I pass by that mysterious world?"

"Because it will cause social riots, generally this kind of power will not be shown on the surface. Don't worry too much. No matter what special power it is, it will be managed by an organization similar to the police station. The power and power that is not supervised It’s a huge risk.”

"Everybody wants the world to get better, not worse."

Qing Chuan continued to explain, he almost believed it himself.

"Then how do we find you?"

"I am an artist preparing to debut in the real world, remember to support me when the time comes."

Everyone laughed, "What? Artist? Really?"

This contrast between strength and weakness dispelled the vigilance they had raised just now. I never thought that people with such strength would have to work hard to live. Sure enough, life is not easy.

"It's unbelievable. Maybe there are mysterious people hidden around us. It's like Qing. On the surface, he is an entertainer who is preparing to debut, but he has great power..." This kind of setting is simply too catchy, making people's blood boil.

"Qing, please tell me your stage name, I will support you!"

The Middle Eastern tycoon with an Arab turban even said that he would mobilize all employees in his family to support him, buy all the albums, watch all the movies, and give away limited luxury cars and villas.

"Even if you give me away, I can't afford it." It's easy to buy a car, but it's hard to maintain a car.

"Of course it will include lifetime maintenance and insurance, as well as an unlimited fuel card. By the way, I have two oil fields." The local tyrant exudes arrogance as a matter of course.

"Hey, girl, can I chase you at that time?" The hip-hop youth asked loudly, and he looked at Qingchuan with bright eyes, "You are so cool!"

"emmm... First of all, I'm not a girl, I'm a boy. This is a personal hobby. Second, you can chase after me, but I won't accept it. My little prince is waiting for me to split the dragon somewhere in this world Save him, I love him."

Although it was a bit of a surprise, the black buddies still wished him well, "Wow, that's a lucky guy. Good luck to you."

"Thank you."

They make good use of the 24 hours to get more information and organize it.

Qingchuan still competes with paper-cutting. In fact, his craftsmanship is already very good, with a score of 99, which is beyond reproach from the technical and artistic levels, but the system still judges '99'.He didn't understand what the 'feeling' the system needed?

Obviously, I fully considered the artistry and emotional expression of the object when cutting paper, but it was still not possible.

At the end of the break, he stepped through the portal, and the white mist receded in layers before his eyes, and what appeared before him was a night full of wind and rain.

The bean-sized lamps on the square table flickered on and off, and the dilapidated eaves and moss-covered walls loomed in the raging wind and rain.

He was standing on the edge of a window sill, and the cold and damp wind mixed with raindrops was blowing on his face.Looking outside, a few passers-by in long gowns were hurrying with umbrellas.A bunch of small flowers protruding from the gap on the bluestone board lowered its head.

The style of painting changed so quickly, it took him a while to get used to it.

This is the game scene of the Republic of China style?

Qingchuan looked back and saw many people sitting on the Sifang table, and some came one after another. The last one counted, no more, no less than eighteen, men, women, old and young, Chinese, foreign, north, south, and high-end bureaus with extremely high mortality rates. .

I always feel that the boss behind the game wants to kill him.

"Hi everyone, I'm Ah Qing, from Huaxia." Qing Chuan introduced himself to them with a smile.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. Such a harmonious opening is not very popular for high-end rounds, but since it has already started, it will continue later.

Among the eighteen people, four are Chinese, and two are from Dongying with oriental faces, and the rest are from Europe and the United States.Europeans and Americans do not have an advantage in this kind of game with obvious oriental style, so they subconsciously tend to cling together.

"Let's analyze it before the game starts?" Qing Chuan asked himself.

He is like an enthusiastic silly girl who doesn't know the rules of the game, with a sweet smile on his face, harmless to humans and animals.

"Everyone can take a look at this scene. First of all, we analyze the place we are in. It is an inn, and it is not that kind of good inn. Oh, an inn is a hotel. We are now on the second floor, and we can see the folk houses not far away— ——Very typical Jiangnan-style southern courtyard house.”

From information such as eaves, patios, water urns below, bluestone slabs, and folk houses, Qingchuan analyzed their generation in Jiangnan water towns.

Looking at passers-by's dresses in long gowns, short hair and short braids, it should be a small county town during the Republic of China, where spring turns to summer, because the fruits on the loquat trees in a certain yard are ripe.Looking at the old and new clothes and patches, the condition of this county is not too bad.

In connection with the nearby environment and the abnormal hurried footsteps of pedestrians, the possibility of an escape game is ruled out.

Either it's a puzzle game, or it's a game to eliminate someone's obsession.

If it is a game of eliminating obsessions, they should be in a place where a specific scene happened, unless this happened in this room on the second floor of this inn.

He tried to open the door, but the door couldn't be opened. Before the game officially started, they could only stay in this simple room, which didn't meet the setting of the game to eliminate obsessions.

"So, it should be a puzzle game. This is a team game that requires everyone to cooperate. The more clues you provide, the higher the score, so there is no need to guard against each other. We are not enemies, and we are even destined to some extent. partner."

The kindness released by Qingchuan is obvious, and no one can turn a blind eye to it.

A woman with curly brown hair was the second to speak. She said that she had studied behavioral psychology, and she could get some information from the hurried steps of those people, the deliberately lowered umbrellas, and the complexity and panic when they made eye contact.

These people are running from something they don't understand, something that hurts them, or has hurt them.

After she finished speaking, a middle-aged Chinese man raised his hand, "I can speak a little bit of lip language, and they speak a certain dialect, which happens to be a dialect I know. There is a word that appeared in more than a dozen different conversations." Twice, paper man, and in other dialogue, there is a pronoun that appears six times—that thing."

paper man?

Qingchuan regained some energy.

The faces of those who knew something about East Asian culture changed, but those who didn't understand were at a loss. They didn't understand what's so scary about 'people made of paper'.

Qingchuan and them explained in detail the derivative meaning of the custom culture of paper figurines.

There are two types of paper figurines, one is three-dimensional paper figurines, and the other is cut paper figurines, but no matter which one appears, they are terrifying opponents once they appear in the horror world.The most important thing is that this thing is easy to mass-produce, and it can also change the camouflage.

Similar to puppetry, but much more convenient than puppetry.

"In traditional supernatural stories, paper figurines have several taboos. One is that they are afraid of revealing their identities. The other party will have two reactions. One is to lock up hatred and trouble you, and the other is to be afraid of running away. Therefore, if you are not sure, , even if you see the identity of the other party, don't tell the truth."

"The second is daylight, that is, the crowing of a rooster means that it is dawn, and creatures like them must hide and cannot appear. So at critical times, it may be miraculous to imitate the crowing of a rooster."

"Third, fire. Because the body of the paper figurine is paper, it is instinctive to be afraid of the flames. As long as the flames are not extinguished, the flames will have deterrent power."

Qing Chuan popularized a typical example of Asian horror culture to Europeans and Americans who had no idea - the common attack methods and common resolution methods of paper figurines.

"If you follow the previous horror plot, the paper figurines can go in two directions. One is that there is a mastermind behind the scenes, that is, the manipulator, just like the Japanese warlocks manipulating the shikigami. There are warlocks manipulating the paper dolls. The other is formed by chance, because this This kind of thing itself has a mysterious element, so it is easier to be born."

A big red-haired man who tied his beard into braids and tied a red bow couldn't help but rubbed his arms, "Oriental Horror likes this kind of psychological blow. If it's a real sword, I'll immediately , but this kind is really troublesome."

"I remembered, I saw a movie in Dongying before, in which a magician turned a paper doll into a maid." Another blond man also remembered, he seemed to have a feeling for the oriental paper doll Dot concept.

"It's an onmyoji, not a magician." The boy from Dongpu corrected him.

"Boom—boom—one watch in Xu time, the sky is dry and things are dry, be careful of fire candles—"

The first two gongs, followed by a long tune, sound once a quarter, from far to near.

The sound came so suddenly that everyone was startled and almost jumped out of their chairs.

"What's that sound?"

"I know!" A white-skinned boy said in surprise, "I usually like to watch Huaxia. Arranged a common time pronoun... Oh! I remembered, it was seven to nine in the evening, two hours."

It's really a fetish, and it can make a crooked nut recite an ancient time scale.

"The rain has stopped, and there is still the sound of the watch. These things will not come together for no reason. Let's push the door to see."

They went to push the door, and it opened, indicating that the game had started.

"Who has experience with supernatural horrors? Or, do you have any means of dealing with them?"

No one spoke, they all looked at Qingchuan.

"Well, we can form a group of three, six groups of people, and spread out to collect information. We will meet here before the third shift, and it will take about three hours. The reason is before the third shift, because after the third shift, most of the terrorists When the plot starts to happen, staying together guarantees survival. I want each group to have an experienced player."

"By the way, I have experience dealing with supernatural horrors."

Although Qing Chuan suggested so, the specifics should be discussed by everyone.

So the final grouping is not divided into three people, but a random arrangement and combination of three to six people. Because Qingchuan has a way to restrain himself and has always shown self-confidence with ease, a few people who think they are not very good at this will join him team.

Now his team has five people, two Caucasians, two Chinese (including Qingchuan), and one Japanese player.

It is the largest group.

Everyone still prefers few people to act.

"Huh? Do you all believe me?"

"I think you are very confident. Chinese people generally don't admit that they are good at it, unless it is really special, and I think you are." The big man with a red bow tie on his beard said so.

This is a muscular man with thick arms and thighs, but he doesn't know why his aesthetics is so girlish.

The girl in a colorful scarf smiled at Qing Chuan, "My cards told me." She took out a stack of Tarot cards from her pocket.It turned out to be a tarot girl obsessed with divination.

The young man who is also from Huaxia raised his glasses, "I have some research on murder cases, but this kind of game that is difficult to explain with science and logic is not friendly to me. Therefore, it is best to follow an experienced person." s Choice."

"Intuition, it's intuition!" Dongying contestant emphasized, "I have escaped from death by relying on it several times."

A group of five came out into the street, the others had already moved away.Qing Chuan walked a few steps, searched for a while on the Qingshi Road, and found a round piece of paper wet with water, "This is the paper money scattered during the funeral."

"What's the use of finding this?" the big man with the bow tie asked.

He is really a qualified fan, answering the conversation in time to avoid embarrassment.

"One, it means that someone has died recently. There are very few meaningless details in the game. It is most likely related to our game. Second, we can find this family in the opposite direction. Because everyone still likes to use handy when throwing paper money, that is, The right hand can judge their direction through the traces. A funeral means carrying the coffin from the home to the grave, so walking in the opposite direction can find the family. Of course, it is also possible that we are unlucky to meet left-handed people..."

They turned several turns against the direction of the paper money and finally came to a street.This street is full of big families, with long green brick walls, high log thresholds, a pair of stone lions in front of the door, cinnabar gates with brass nails, and high plaques.

That family is very recognizable, with the words "Song House" written on it, and white paper lanterns hanging on both sides, with the words "Sacrifice" written on the lanterns.

"Shall we knock on the door?"

Qing Chuan shook his head, "What are you doing knocking on the door? If you knock on the door at this hour, you will have to be beaten out. What's more, this family has just done something for nothing, so they don't have the time to pay attention to us." He didn't know what he thought of, stretched out his hand Pulling his hair to one side, he untied the long, thin black bow ribbon from his shirt and tied it for himself.

"I have an idea." Qing Chuan changed into a clear male voice.

His team members were taken aback by him.

"You are this?"

"personal hobby."

Qing Chuan didn't explain much, he quickly walked a few steps into an alley, turned his head and said to the team members: "Wait a minute, I'll be right back."

He quickly disappeared into the narrow alley. In less than 2 minutes, when the team members became anxious, he came out.

Holding the shirt and skirt, she wore a blue satin gown, black retro leather shoes, her hair was tied up, and her expression was no longer so gentle.

Almost like a man.

He reached out to catch some water from the eaves on one side of the fence, combed back the bangs on both sides, then borrowed a pair of gold-rimmed glasses from a teammate and put them on, coughed softly, and then spoke in a lower voice than before Baritone, "I'll take you somewhere."

His facial features were originally indistinguishable from male and female, but now he combed his hair to reveal his forehead with distinct sideburns, changed into a long gown, put on glasses, his voice changed to a male voice, and his footsteps and posture were slightly adjusted, he looked like a Western imitation Route, the son of a rich family who doesn't know the sufferings of the world.

His teammates looked at each other in blank dismay, not quite understanding the significance of Qing Chuan's sudden gender switch.

"Boys?..."

"I was originally a boy, don't you know that you are a big lady in women's clothing?...Let's go, I will take you to make money. What do you do to make money? Of course it is to buy news."

Qingchuan followed the bustling sounds in the distance until he came to a crowded red-light district, where there were many Qinlou and Chu restaurants, as well as pawnshops and gambling shops.

He turned to the big guy with bow tie and said, "Lend me your gun."

The big man handed him the gun, with an excited look on his face like watching some western cowboy action movie.

He walked directly into the most crowded gambling room, looked around for a while, and found a small table to go over.The other four people also came in, obviously they were all strange looking and dressed, when they didn't open their mouths, no one noticed them.

When the dice roller saw a handsome young man like Qingchuan squeezed in, he looked up and down with small eyes, estimated his worth, and then narrowed his eyes, "This guest officer is new? It is said that novices have luck, guest officer, do you want to try?"

Qing Chuan glanced at him, turned his wrist, stretched out his hand and took off his watch and put it on the stage, "I bought it for 150 Yingyang, so it's [-] Yingyang to pay here. How about a game of bets?"

Baiyingyang is not a small amount of money, but the watch that Qingchuan took off is indeed beautiful.The man rolled his small eyes, and asked a younger brother to bring a middle-aged man. The middle-aged man picked up Qingchuan's watch and looked at it carefully, then nodded to the small eyes.

value.

Value will do.

The small eyes immediately smiled very kindly and enthusiastically, "One game determines the outcome? Then you can watch it." He grabbed the dice and shook it wildly, skillfully shaking it up and down, left and right in a symphony posture, and finally there was a 'pop' in the There was a shock on the table, "Buy and leave!"

Qing Chuan pressed the watch on the 'Leopard', while the people around were big and small.

The small eyes smiled brighter, and he blew rainbow farts at Qingchuan, "My guest, you are really discerning. If you win this, all the money on the table will be yours. This is a bet of life and death. People who have no guts dare not play like this. I have never seen such a bold guest like you in the past."

"What do you say so much? Can't you open it?"

"Go!" He shouted loudly, with a greedy excitement on his face, but when his eyes saw the dice in Gu, his whole expression froze.

Three sixes, very clear and obvious, this is a leopard.

"Leopard, eat it all. Let it go, let it go." Qing Chuan stretched out his hand and rolled up the roll of silver money on the table, and piled it up in front of him into a hill. There were also a few gold jewelry and other valuables in it, and it was worth it no matter what. Three or four hundred silver dollars.He looked into the pale eyes, "Thank you, the novice really has some luck..."

He put on his watch again, put the bulging silver dollars in a pocket, and was about to leave, when he was stopped by a row of tall and burly men.

"Leave in one game? Why don't you play more?" A middle-aged man with waxed hair came out, his face was full of flesh, and although his body was covered in satin, he didn't have the slightest aura of wealth, rather he looked like someone in a royal robe. gangster.

The atmosphere became tense, and Qing Chuan's team members almost wanted to make a move, but were stopped by a gesture behind Qing Chuan.

"It's okay to play another game." Qing Chuan directly took out the gun, opened the safety, loaded it, pointed it at the middle-aged man's forehead, and said with a smile: "What is the comparison? Why don't we make a bet to see how long you can live? You bet How many minutes?"

The gamblers who had been booing enthusiastically fell silent, cold sweat broke out from the forehead of the middle-aged man, he laughed dryly, "Just kidding. Agui, why didn't you open the door to see off the guests when they were about to leave? Why didn't you wink at all? "

The crowd surrounding Qingchuan separated at once.

Qing Chuan walked to the door and suddenly turned around, "Why don't you invite me to come again next time?"

The one named Agui trembled, "Guest, guest officer, welcome to come again next time."

He smiled and left here, and the others left together behind.

"Go, take you to drink."