I jump repeatedly on the edge of life and death [Infinite Flow]

After signing the contract at Qin Shuiyue's house that day, Qin Shuiyue told him to bring Sang Yu to his house to gather before entering the game next time.

Seven days later—

Song Qingshu brought Sang Lei to Qin Shuiyue's house with a game helmet on his back.

When they entered, they found a man sitting on the sofa in Qin Shuiyue's living room.

The man looks somewhat similar to Qin Shuiyue, and his standard red and phoenix eyes are exactly the same, with a poker face that is more indifferent than Song Qingshu, as if someone owed him 800 million.

In contrast, Song Qingshu felt that Qin Shuiyue was simply too approachable and could laugh.

"This man is my cousin Qiu Zewen, who came out of another level and joined us in the game today." When Qin Shuiyue introduced Qiu Zewen, Qiu Zewen stood up from the sofa with that indifferent poker face, and nodded to them , It's a greeting.

"My name is Sang Yu. Are you the moon in the water in the game? Thank you for the last level. Without you and Qingshu, I wouldn't be able to get out." Before Song Qingshu's introduction, Sang Yu said impatiently Out of his own name.

When Sang Yu first came out of the game, he was depressed for a few days. After Song Qingshu's relief, his spirit has almost recovered, like a power bank with 0 battery is fully charged, and he has the motivation to continue generating electricity.

"Hello, my name is Qin Shuiyue." Qin Shuiyue formally introduced her name to Sang Yu.

Qin Shuiyue made the three of them sit on the sofa, turned around and entered the bedroom, and took out a transparent crystal sheet from the bedroom drawer. There was a small black square object in the sheet, which looked like a chip with a special texture.

Song Qingshu took the chip handed over by Qin Shuiyue, looked carefully and found nothing.

"There is a special chip in it. You wear it on your body. Only with it can we enter the same level together." Qin Shuiyue explained with her fingers crossed on her chin.

The four put the chip on their bodies, and when the time came, they entered the game together.

Before the white mist disappeared, Song Qingshu vaguely heard the voices of several women shouting something.

He listened intently for a while, and the voice became clearer and clearer, as if: Grandpa came in to play.

Song Qingshu:? ? ?This kind of game can actually pass the review?

When the white mist cleared, Song Qingshu opened his eyes and found himself in front of an antique two-story wooden building.

Facing him is a pair of wooden doors that open outwards. The wooden doors are carved with dragons and phoenixes, and also painted with colors, which are very classical.It can be seen that the craftsmanship of the craftsmen who made the door is also exquisite and unparalleled, Song Qingshu couldn't help admiring in his heart.

On both sides of the door hung a delicate lantern, apparently made of yellow silk, with a blooming flower embroidered on it.

Song Qingshu looked at it for a while and still couldn't tell whether the layers of flowers were peonies or peonies.

Over the door was a large and stately plaque of ebony.

The three golden characters of Zuihualou are engraved on a luxurious ebony plaque, lest people in the distance will miss it.

Zuihualou

Isn't that the name of the brothel?

Could it be that the game gave them a foothold here?

He was secretly complaining about the cheating behavior of the game, when he heard Sang Yu's carefree voice coming from his ears.

"This, this... so exciting?" Sang Yu looked up at the three Chinese characters that seemed to blind his titanium alloy dog's eyes, and said nervously.

Seeing his face turn red, Song Qingshu patted him on the shoulder, looked at him disappointedly and said, "Look at your worthless appearance."

Sang Yu slapped Song Qingshu's hand away, let the yellow waste in his mind get into a ball, and said shyly: "I'm still a big girl, and I haven't seen the world, isn't it normal? You still say me, Don't you too?"

Song Qingshu coughed twice and said, "Stop talking nonsense."

"Have you been to the brothel?" Sang Yu asked.

Song Qingshu was silent, and after a long while, he said reluctantly, "No."

Qin Shuiyue listened to the whole conversation from the side, and when Song Qingshu answered Sang Yu helplessly, the corners of his mouth curved up almost invisibly.

Qiu Zewen: Are these two reliable? ? ?

He suddenly wanted to ask Qin Shuiyue where he found these two goods.

The one named Song Qingshu is more normal, what the hell is that one named Sang Yu?Can this guy come out of the last level alive?

However, when he thought of some lucky players winning the game all the way, he felt that the one in front of him might really be lucky.

Not long after, apart from Qin Shuiyue, Qiu Zewen and Sang Yu, Song Qingshu had fourteen more people around him.

The delay in starting the game means that there are still players who have not come in.

Song Qingshu took advantage of this time to observe the surrounding environment.

This place seems to be a bustling town. The buildings in the town are all wooden, mostly one-story buildings, and few two-story buildings like Zuihualou.

There are various shops on both sides of the street, and red lanterns are hung on both sides of the shop doors, as if hanging red lanterns on the doors is a custom here.

The shop is a row of small stalls, selling all kinds of strange gadgets, maybe they came too late, and now the stall owners are packing up their things and preparing to go home.

The sky was getting late, and the sun fell below the horizon, leaving only a large swath of tumbling and entangled fire clouds in the world, as if telling people: I have been here.

The stall owner packed up his things and went home with his load, and the lanterns in front of the shop lit up one by one, bright red, festive and warm.

It was another bumper harvest day, and the small vendors would exchange a few words with each other when they met people they knew, and then went home separately, making a lot of noise for a while.

Song Qingshu suddenly remembered the scene when his grandmother took him to the market when he was a child, and it was the same crowd of people, as if the world should be so noisy.

When he wanted to look again, the game panel appeared in front of him.

The rules of the game are exactly the same as those of the first level, Song Qingshu scanned it once and then ignored it.

When the rules of the game disappeared, those few newspapers reappeared.

Sure enough, the game is threatening the player.

Thinking of this, Song Qingshu laughed. The game actually threatens the player and prevents the player from speaking out, but at the same time lets the player go out and pull people in to play. This is very contradictory in itself.

Or is there something tricky hidden in it that he doesn't know.

After the newspaper disappeared, four bold characters appeared on the panel: The game begins.

The antique wooden door was pushed open from the inside, and a woman in a red cheongsam walked out on a catwalk, swaying gracefully.

"Welcome all guests to Zuihualou. I am Shaoyao, the boss here." The vermilion lips parted slightly, and the soft and delicate voice was very comfortable to hear.

Shaoyao has a melon-seeded face, red lips and white teeth, a standard classical beauty.The jet-black hair is tied into a bun, and a plain white jade hairpin is stuck on it.

The cheongsam on her body is made of high-quality fabrics and is tailored to fit the body very well, and her graceful figure can be seen at a glance.

The cheongsam is slit all the way to the thighs, and the white and slender legs are vaguely exposed as you walk, but you can't see them clearly, giving people the feeling that you are still holding a pipa and half covering your face, making people want to move.

Song Qingshu looked around, and as expected, several men's gazes were fixed on the woman. Those gazes reminded him of wild dogs in spring, and he felt a sense of nausea in his heart.

Shao Yao led twenty players into the building, as if she didn't pay attention to these people's lustful eyes at all, or she was used to it and didn't care at all.

From the first floor to the second floor of the building, two lanterns made of yellow silk cloth are hung outside the door of each room, embroidered with fiery red flowers.

It may be because of the many lanterns that the light in the building is brighter.

It wasn't too late, and there were still many guests in the lobby, eating, drinking, listening to music... everything was there, it was very lively.

The lady proprietress led them to some empty tables that had been prepared, and said to them: "Guests, please sit down first, the store has prepared good wine and dishes for you, I hope you will appreciate it.

The guest rooms on the second floor are all tidied up, and the guest officer can go to the guest room to rest after eating.We have many good-looking girls here, if you need them, just take them away without saying hello to me. "

After speaking, a meaningful smile appeared on his face, he turned around and walked away gracefully.

The tables and stools in the building are the most common square tables and long benches, and twenty people sat at five tables in total.

After waiting for a while, the servants brought food and drinks one after another.

Meals are mixed with meat and vegetables, seven hot and one cold, five meat and three vegetables plus an egg drop soup, and the wine is the best daughter red.

Song Qingshu looked at the daughter Hong on the table and was a little greedy, but the thought of being seen by Qin Shuiyue at the bar that day gave up the idea.

Sang Yu ate a few mouthfuls of food, and reached out to get the wine to fill himself up, but Song Qingshu blocked his hand as soon as he touched the wine bottle.

Sang Yu:?

"You can't drink it." Song Qingshu said firmly.

Sang Yu asked puzzledly, "Why?"

"Because there are no peanuts, you will be drunk." Song Qingshu took the bottle from his hand, put it on the table, and added righteously: "If you are drunk, you will have no time to escape when the ghosts come at night. Yes, and then you..."

Sang Yu remembered the person who was caught by the ghost in the previous level, so he quickly waved his hand to stop Song Qingshu's next words, "Stop! Don't talk, I don't want to drink, can't you?"

Song Qingshu nodded with satisfaction.

No one was drinking at their table, and they all ate separately, but the other tables were in trouble.

Before they finished eating, some people got drunk, pulled the singer who was passing by, and started to raise and lower their hands, swearing profanely one after another.

Soon there were only five girls and three younger boys left at the four tables, and the others had long since disappeared.

Song Qingshu and the others finished their meal in a leisurely manner, strolled around on the first floor, and then went to the guest room on the second floor.

"What kind of flowers are embroidered on the lantern?" Sang Yu asked curiously.

"The boss here is called Shaoyao, so it should be a peony flower." Song Qingshu touched the lantern and froze for a moment.

The material of the lantern is not silk cloth at all, and the tight and delicate tactile sensation touched by the fingers was transmitted to Song Qingshu's brain, and two words appeared in the brain like a conditioned reflex: human skin.