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The bright red light was shining, Jiang Ning tried his best to open his eyes, but he could only see the distorted scenery around him. Fortunately, he held Yan Sen's right hand just now, so he was not separated by teleportation again.

The deck under his feet was outdated and dilapidated, and with a little stepping on it, he knew what the St. Mary would look like hundreds of years later. The night was as cold as water, and the cat-eyed young man subconsciously looked up at the sky, but he did not see the ominous blood moon.

Leaving the special environment where Mary was killing, Jiang Ning only felt that the smell around him was particularly pungent, frowning, he took off his blood-stained coat, and turned to look at the man who seemed to be in a daze: "Brother Yan? "

"How can there be traces of our battles here?" Squatting down and wiping off the dirt on the deck with his coat, Yan Sen pointed to an inconspicuous scorching mark on it, "Look, it's Ruan Tong's weapon."

Before this, he had never discovered such a situation.

"So the actions of players traveling through time will affect reality?" Instantly understanding the hidden meaning in the man's words, the amber cat pupils of the young man lit up instantly, "Then my nuclear flashlight can still be saved?"

Amused by his daughter-in-law's childish answer, Yan Sen got up and hugged her: "I will try my best."

"Ahem... I don't know if Ruan Tong and the others have come." It's been a long time since I've been so close to a man, Jiang Ning changed the subject with red ears, "It's still a while before zero, I want to verify a few guesses."

Gently let go of the other party, Yan Sen intimately intertwined with the young man's fingers: "Then let's go."

After witnessing the bloody history of the St. Mary's a hundred years ago, the audience only felt that the dilapidated but tidy cruise ship in front of them was amiable and lovely. What would happen if the steps creaked and the lights flickered?Compared with the piles of corpses, these old-fashioned horror elements can only be regarded as pediatrics.

The huge cabin was quiet and empty. Knowing that the man in black robe should be in front of the pentagram formation on the second floor at the moment, Jiang Ning deliberately took his footsteps lightly, and led Yan Sen to step up the stairs between the first floor and the second floor with a clear goal. platform.

The carpet used to cover the bloodstains on the first night was spread on it as it was. After signaling the man to roll it up and move it away, the cat-eyed youth half-kneeled on the ground, carefully searching for the crack in his memory with his hands.

"it's here!"

Fingertips touched a small protrusion in the corner of the wall, Jiang Ning pressed it hard, and sure enough, the ordinary-looking board stood upright without a sound. Yan Sen's reaction was the fastest, almost the moment the young man opened his mouth, he pulled the other side Step up the steps and stand firm.

A faint rancid smell came from the secret room. With the dim candlelight around him, Jiang Ning tried his best to look around, and could faintly see the gnawed bones underneath.

"It's Nick Chen."

The unlucky guy who got out in the first round.

Due to the thick wooden boards and the covering of the carpet, the players haven't noticed that there is a secret room below, and noticing the man's undisguised concern, Jiang Ning raised his eyes with a smile, and then shrugged pretending to be relaxed: "Brother Yan, did you forget? I've been locked up here before by Madam Laura."

"I haven't forgotten." Wanting to know how terrible it is to be trapped in a dark secret room, Yan Sen hugged him into his arms, "I just feel bad."

Hearing this, the young man's originally smiling cat eyes drooped slightly, and his amber pupils also showed a bit of indifference.

Jing Jing felt the steady and powerful heartbeat of the opponent, and Jiang Ning, who had been trying to maintain his composure in the game, relaxed: "Actually, I'm really scared."

"I know," Yan Sen patted Jiang Ning's shoulder reassuringly, knowing that the actual courage of the young man was not as great as he showed, "but you did a good job, really."

Perhaps it was stimulated by the public opinion before entering the final level, the opponent's performance on the ghost ship this time is definitely more positive than every previous round.

No matter from which point of view, no one can say "Jiang Ning is dragging Yan Sen back".

After solving the mystery of Nick Chen's disappearance for no reason, the young man who finally remembered that this was the live broadcast struggled twice, retreated from the man's embrace in embarrassment, looked up at the spiraling stairs, Jiang Ning said thoughtfully: "We Go to the third floor and have a look."

Before returning to the past through the magic circle, the player who died strangely was the anchor named Sun Haoyang. The other party died silently in his room at that time, and the door lock and windows did not show any signs of damage.

Originally, Jiang Ning had no idea about this, but after seeing the place where Kong Liang was previously hiding, a bold guess suddenly popped up in his heart.

"really."

Stepping on a stool to feel around the dusty ceiling, Jiang Ning actually felt an inconspicuous gap with his fingers. Yan Sen, who was searching other corners of Sun Haoyang's room, heard the sound, and soon helped the young man on the ceiling. A square wooden plank was lifted in a remote place.

"It's a vent." Fresh air poured in from the shutter-like structure under the wooden plank. Yan Sen reached out to remove the cover, and then carefully poked his head into it. "It's a very narrow structure, probably not even a child way to move in it."

——Different from the cabin on the negative floor where the windows cannot be opened, the ventilation facilities in the rooms on the third floor are mostly just a display.

I thought that Mary sneaked in from here to commit the murder, but looking at the opening that can only accommodate the head of an adult male at most, Jiang Ning, facing the reality, had to give up his guess, fearing that there would be an ambush in the dark, he was down-to-earth and quickly pulled Pull the other party's sleeve: "You come down first."

"Maybe it's the black cat." Shaking his head to shake off the dust on his head, Yan Sen jumped off the stool neatly. "At present, it seems that only it can use the ventilation duct to hide and disappear."

"But I think it's more like a spectator." Unconsciously tapping his arm, Jiang Ning whispered his guess. After all, the black cat never harmed the player during the entire game.

A reasonable script should have a beginning and an end, but in his impression, there is no plot that explains where Madam Laura's resurrection magic comes from.

Sun Haoyang's gnawed bones were still lying on the bed, and the audience outside the camera was frightened by the black skull eyes, and asked the anchor to change rooms to discuss.

Fans of Ruan Tong and Kong Liang came to watch, risking their titles and issuing barrage warnings——

"Brother Yan, Ning Ning, run! The black-robed old man is going upstairs!"

"Goddess Ruan and the little koi didn't pass it over! That magic circle seems to have a cooling time."

"Although playing hide-and-seek with Mary is exciting, I still ask you to save the goddess!"

There was no barrage during the live broadcast, Yan Sen didn't know how anxious the audience was at the moment, the landing location was random, and the St. Mary's was huge, so it was normal for the players after teleportation not to meet each other for a while.

Just as he was about to lead the young man out of the room where the bones were hidden, the man suddenly stopped, and quickly put his ear close to the door——

"Shh."

The cruise ship with a sharp drop in players is empty and dead silent. Fans can hear the slow and dragging footsteps without wearing headphones. Since there are only two people, Yan Sen and Jiang Ning, on the St. I can only be frightened with the anchor.

The visitor seemed to be doing other things in his hands, and his movements were slow. He always paused for a long time before taking the next step. In this situation, Jiang Ning could only think of the ghostly old man in black robe.

Without nuclear flashlights and anti-spirit bullets, he and Yan Sen's situation can indeed be called a mess. The only thing to be thankful for now is that he still has an unused spell in his kit.

"despair."

Perhaps sensing the aura of a living person, the footsteps of the black-robed old man quickly stopped outside Sun Haoyang's room. Relying on the tacit understanding cultivated in several battles, the cat-eyed young man held the talisman in his hand, and hid behind the wall in a flash. door side.

"Squeak."

The unlocked door was slowly pushed open, and Jiang Ning, who lowered his head, could see the faint candlelight pouring in through the crack of the door, as well as the strangely crooked and elongated shadow of the old man in black robe.

Holding an old-fashioned lantern that could ignite other candles in his hand, the old man in a pitch-black cloak stopped, and said hoarsely to the man with the gun on his waist, "It's you."

Noticing the completely different behavior of the other party and himself before the "time-travel", Yan Sen remembered the speculation of the Maoyan youth, and nodded decisively and affirmatively: "Adolf."

——the butler who was loyal to Mrs. Laura.

"Why are you always haunted?" The laughter squeezed out of his throat was as piercing as scratching glass, and the housekeeper who turned into an old man in black robe asked with difficulty.

"Fuck, it turns out that the background of this level will change with the player?!"

"So Mary can still be saved?"

"Although it's a bit funny to say this, but it seems that the thirteen great gods collectively played a be?"

"Yun Bei."

"Allow sadness +[-]"

Jing Jing hid in the shadows and pondered the conversation between the two. Jiang Ning quickly understood the intention of the game designer. Just like a horror RPG with multiple endings, since the past of the St. Mary can be changed by choices, there must be players Keep trying to hit he.

In this way, even if the anchor of the online game leaks most of the plot, the ghost ship level can still be recycled countless times.

profiteer.

It is a profiteer.

With the same emotion as the player outside the camera, Jiang Ning gathered his thoughts and slowed down his breathing, patiently waiting for the opportunity to sneak attack with talisman paper.

I forgot to remind Brother Yan earlier that if he had the chance, he would really like to see what Adolf looks like now.

"Shh-"

As if he could hear the unspoken voice of the young man, Yan Sen, who is well versed in live broadcast routines, took the initiative and pulled off the cloak of the old man in black.

Between light and darkness, the white-haired butler straightened his back and was neatly dressed, but the audience following Yan Sen's perspective could see that there were two withered and thin arms wrapped around the other's drooping neck.

Where is the hunchback!

Where is the rickets!

On the back of the black-robed old man, there was clearly a living creature that looked like a lump of flesh.

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Jiang Ning: That's why you were able to get into the vent?

Yan Sen: So ugly.