Neverland

Xu Muzhou's hand had even started to close the door instinctively, he closed his eyes forcefully, broke away from the instinct of fear and self-preservation, and mustered up the courage to shout to the few people fleeing in the corridor: "Come in!"

Although it is said that people don't kill the world for themselves, and that their own life is more important than anything else at the moment of life and death, but Xu Muzhou thinks he can't do it.

The boy in school uniform who was closest heard his shout, turned his head to look at him subconsciously, and staggered towards him while leaning on the wall.He had just escaped Sun Qian's attack by lying on the steps of the stairs, and the wound on his body was torn more severely during the movements.

He was seriously injured, and the blood left on his body was almost as much as Sun Qian's. Xu Muzhou could smell the strong smell of blood on his body in the tea room five meters away.

Yan Cen, who was about to enter the room, took a look at Xu Muzhou, turned and ran out without saying a word, before Sun Qian who was on the other side of the corridor turned around, picked up the boy in school uniform and entered the room.

Xu Muzhou was still holding on to the doorknob, most of his body was hanging outside the door, and he shouted at the middle-aged man who was still supporting himself in the corridor: "What are you waiting for!"

"If you enter the house, you will die!" The middle-aged man shouted with all his might.

He half-supported and half-armed Lin Xiang, who was unconscious, and struggled to dodge. The loose suit on his body was torn to pieces by Sun Qian.But the middle-aged man's speed is too slow, and almost every dodge movement will put a new color on his body.

Yan Cen threw the boy in school uniform into a corner, pressed Xu Muzhou's shoulder, and comforted him in a low voice: "He has props."

Xu Muzhou was in a hurry just now, and after hearing what he said, he regained his composure and looked at the middle-aged man again.As Yan Cen said, the man seemed to have insufficient agility and strength, yet he was able to last so long in Sun Qian's hands.Xu Muzhou narrowed his eyes slightly, only to realize that every time Sun Qian would be able to attack a middle-aged man, her movements would freeze slightly.It's just that the stagnation was very short, if Xu Muzhou hadn't deliberately paid attention to her movements, he probably wouldn't have noticed.

Although Xu Muzhou wanted to play with these players, the middle-aged man himself didn't appreciate it, and Xu Muzhou didn't ask any more questions. Seeing that Sun Qian had turned back from the other end of the corridor, Xu Muzhou quickly retreated into the room, simply He slammed the door back.

The door of the tea room clicked softly, Xu Muzhou's back was firmly pressed against the door, Du Qingqing was standing by the wall with his right hand, tightly holding a broken wooden stick with her intact right hand, her whole body stared at him tensely.

Sun Qian's hurried footsteps were gradually approaching, and then suddenly stopped at the door.

Xu Muzhou's heart suddenly rose to his throat, he swallowed nervously, turned his face hesitantly, and leaned against the door to listen to the movement outside.

Yan Cen raised his hand to press the door panel, and pressed the wooden door with some gaps tightly into the door frame.This posture made Xu Muzhou quite close to him, Xu Muzhou even felt that he could hear Yan Cen's heartbeat.

——Slow, extremely regular heartbeat.

The sound of the heartbeat showed the master's extraordinary calmness. Xu Muzhou looked up at Yan Cen in the dark night. He was a head shorter than him. From this angle, he could only see the narrow half of Yan Cen's side. Face.

Emotions are contagious. Listening to the powerful heartbeat, Xu Muzhou seemed to be infected by that pure calmness. The rampant blood in his body also calmed down again. He took a deep breath and felt that his mind was clear. some.

Xu Muzhou heard the sound of water dripping close at hand outside the door, and suddenly he didn't know where the courage came from. He suddenly raised his hand and touched the light rope by the wall, and pulled it hard when Du Qingqing deliberately suppressed the exclamation.

--light is on.

"You're crazy!" Du Qingqing looked at him with unbelievable eyes, as if looking at a monster.

Even Yan Cen tensed the muscles in his hands the second Xu Muzhou turned on the light, and was ready to catch someone to jump out of the window at any time.

The light bulb in the tea room was in disrepair for a long time, and the incandescent lamp covered with a layer of putty sizzled twice. Like an old man in his dying years, he poured out his last breath and lit up tremblingly.

But unexpectedly, instead of being irritated by the light, Sun Qian at the door took two steps back, and the sound of footsteps gradually faded away.

Du Qingqing suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, her whole body softened, she slid down the wall and sat down.

"...The NPC this time is different from before." She couldn't help holding down her trembling left hand, and muttered to herself: "There are no task reminders, and there are no gray rules... Such a strong NPC can't be killed at all... No one will survive this time."

The warm yellow light was too dazzling for Xu Muzhou. His eyes, accustomed to the darkness, suddenly saw the light, and tears inevitably came out. Xu Muzhou turned his head and wiped it twice before forcing himself to open Open your eyes to see the situation in front of you.

The tea room is not big, it is a hut with a total of ten square meters. There is an old-fashioned stainless steel boiling water tank on the left hand side of the door, and two waist-high wooden tables are placed side by side on the right side. Each table has three drawers under it. The stained key is inserted in it.

The boy in the school uniform was curled up in the corner, shaking uncontrollably due to excessive blood loss. His coat was tied around his body indiscriminately, as if it was used to stop the bleeding.

Xu Muzhou didn't have time to worry about him, he was very concerned about the information Du Qingqing babbled, strode up to Du Qingqing, and asked coldly, "What are the gray rules?"

Du Qingqing raised her head to look at him when she heard the words, her eyes went blank for a moment, but then she seemed to wake up, she pressed her lips tightly, deliberately avoiding Xu Muzhou's gaze: "No...it's nothing. "

Xu Muzhou was sure that at that moment just now, he saw fear in Du Qingqing's eyes.

He still wanted to ask again, but Yan Cen had already pressed his shoulder from behind: "Xu Muzhou."

Xu Muzhou felt that the hand on his shoulder was slightly forceful, and his whole body was pushed towards the tea table.Xu Muzhou understood, and stopped asking, but followed his strength to the direction of the wooden table.

The key on the drawer was so rusted that it couldn't be twisted at all. Xu Muzhou simply pulled the whole drawer and pulled it open with force.

Du Qingqing's eyes followed Xu Muzhou all the time, she stared at Xu Muzhou's back with obscure eyes, and tried to sit up from the ground.

Before she could make any more moves, Yan Cen had already turned his head. He glanced lightly at Du Qingqing, with a strong sense of threat in his eyes. steps.

Yan Cen seemed satisfied now, he looked away, turned and walked towards the corner.

"What happened in the house." Yan Cen asked condescendingly.

The boy in the school uniform has not yet lost consciousness, his face is like gold paper, his lips are pale with blood loss, and the blood is still soaking outward, making the whole school uniform wet.

He seemed a little drowsy, and asked blankly, "What?"

Yan Cen obviously wasn't as patient with everyone as he was with Xu Muzhou, he frowned impatiently, and rolled his foot on the knee of the boy in school uniform.

The pain distorted his face for a moment, and uncontainable hatred burst out from Qingming's eyes.Yan Cen stepped slightly harder, and said indifferently: "The process."

The boy in the school uniform turned pale from the pain, and immediately stopped pretending.

"There's nothing inside!" He said angrily, "I just entered the house and was about to find a way to kill the NPC. Who knew that the moment I turned around, the NPC chased me in!"

Yan Cen lowered his eyes and said calmly: "Continue."

"She moves too fast..." The boy in the school uniform still has lingering fears when he mentioned this: "It's different from the game bosses I've seen before. I didn't even trigger anything, and she was going to kill me!"

Yan Cen got the answer he wanted, and didn't bother to listen to him talk about his mental journey. He retracted his feet in silence, and rubbed the blood on the ground in disgust, rubbing the blood stains under his feet on the ground.

Xu Muzhou on the other end was still working diligently as a little treasure hunting hamster. He opened the drawers one by one, and found an old flashlight in the third drawer.This kind of flashlight is half the length of an arm, and weighs at least two catties. Xu Muzhou tried to push the switch, only to find that the flashlight was actually usable.

There was a small piece of paper three fingers wide under the flashlight. Xu Muzhou picked it up and looked at it, only to find that there were only three words written on it.

--thank you.

The handwriting is delicate and beautiful, and it was written by the same person as the label on the English tape—it was written by Sun Qian.

The moment Xu Muzhou got the paper, the pendant around his neck suddenly became hot without warning. Xu Muzhou lowered his head and pulled the pendant out of his clothes, only to find the pure black hydrangea flower on it. I don't know when a small white edge on the top has been exposed.

Although the inexplicable black liquid was still flowing, at least it could barely see the signs of fading.

Xu Muzhou suddenly remembered that when he was in Neverland, Yan Cen once said that this flower is equivalent to the task progress bar, and when the flower is completely white, it indicates that the task is completed.

——Is this the beginning of progress?Xu Muzhou looked at the flashlight in his hand and thought hesitantly.

Xu Muzhou thought about it for a while, and put it in his arms. Before he could continue to look through the remaining drawers, the door of the tea room was knocked hastily from outside.

"Open the door!" The middle-aged man shouted hoarsely: "Hurry up!"

Xu Muzhou's expression tightened, he put down the things in his hand for the time being, turned around and turned off the light in the room first, and then cautiously opened the door behind him.The middle-aged man staggered in with Lin Xiang from the door, Xu Muzhou almost wiped the middle-aged man's back and closed the door tightly, blocking Sun Qian from the door.

The safe house on the floor plan was indeed not marked in vain. Sun Qian insisted on not breaking in. After walking around the door twice, she actually left.

The middle-aged man sat down on the ground, his suit was completely torn into rags, and there were scratches everywhere.Lin Xiang fell softly into his arms, as if he had lost consciousness.

"Be honest when you come in." Xu Muzhou stared at the middle-aged man with serious eyes: "The door of the safe room cannot be opened, do you understand?"