Infinite Nerves [Infinity]

Songsong was about to die.

Egg Yolk put the blood-stained knife back into the lucky bag, and kicked the corpse on the ground, "Drink, don't drink all of it, if you are afraid, drink less, hee hee, drink less."

It was only then that Qianwu realized that she was looking for a knife while sitting on the ground flipping through the lucky bag just before going downstairs, and couldn't help but shuddered all over.

"Is she awake or confused?" He couldn't help asking.

Jiang Chen stared at the figure and ran back upstairs cheering, "Not sober, but not confused. People in hallucinations should do what they really want to do in their hearts, just like thinking day by day and dreaming at night. reason."

The person who was stabbed to death on the steps was still cool, Qianwu looked at her for a while, and suddenly slipped away.

"If you say that, the obsession in Xue Gao's heart is to eat garlic?" He couldn't believe it, "Why, can't garlic lovers be satisfied in their nerves?"

Jiang Chen bypassed the blood stains on the ground and went upstairs, indifferently did not give a single inch to the corpse on the ground, "Of course. It's not like any weird hobby will be satisfied by the nerves."

Is it a strange hobby?

Qian Wu couldn't help thinking in his heart, is it a strange hobby to like Jiang Lu?

The laughter on the second floor continued, and no one seemed to know what happened below.

Egg Yolk rushed into the crowd of men with blood all over his face, and started to striptease again.Zhao Han finished washing his hair in the toilet, and sat on the ground in a daze with wetness, Xue Gao couldn't eat "garlic" and started looking for a knife, Jiang Chen had to tie him up.

In the middle of the night, the noise in the corridor finally gradually died down.Qianwu returned to the room tiredly and lay down, blinking his eyes only twice before being submerged by the torrent of consciousness.After walking through so many copies in front of him, he vaguely expected to dream of some clues, but there was nothing.

Only a woman's voice echoed in the dream.

"Get acquainted with wine, and get acquainted with old people."

"Let it all disappear completely, completely."

These two faint whispers circulated in my ears, and there was still the faint sound of the second hand moving, until the drowsiness faded away, and the eyes were opened to the bright sky.

The first person who caught his eyes was not Jiang Chen.

Guan Ping's expression was unprecedentedly serious, and he stood at the door and said, "Something happened last night."

Qianwu already knew what the big deal was, and got up with messy hair, "Where's Jiang Chen?"

"Below, I just finished telling us about yesterday's discovery." Guan Ping said, his eyes shifted to his cheeks, he suddenly froze for a while, swallowed and said, "Jiang Chen asked us to disturb you just now, you come down together Let's see."

Qian Wu went to wash his face first, and only after standing in front of the bathroom mirror did he realize why Guan Ping's eyes were just now.He probably turned over and pressed on Jiang Chen's watch last night while sleeping, there was a red circular mark on his right cheek, which hurt a little when he touched it.

No wonder there was a movement of a stopwatch in the dream.

On the way down the stairs, Guan Ping gave an overview of the matter.

It was Xue Gao who woke up first, and then him, and the egg yolk woke up very late.Heard that something was wrong with Song Song's death, she went down to see the knife edge clearly, and looked through her lucky bag before confirming that she was the one who killed the man last night.

"And then?" Qian Wu asked lightly.

Guan Ping said as he turned the stairs, "Then she knelt and sat next to the dead body, with her head bowed and silent. This girl's long hair is really troublesome, and we can't see her expression clearly. She must have cried miserably." "

Guan Ping lowered his voice when he spoke the last sentence. They had already descended to the hall, looking at the players below.

The loose body has been simply cleaned up, and it is placed on the floor of the hall, with more than a dozen people around.

Xue Gao and Jiang Chen had been chatting in low voices outside the crowd, looking back at the painting from time to time, as if they were not chatting casually.

"She's an outcast, as you all know."

Egg Yolk, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly spoke.

This sound did not have the hoarse cry that everyone imagined, but it was cold and chilling.The elders Guan Ping actually hid behind Qianwu for a while, and then asked, "What did you say?"

"She is an exile. She was instigating me to drink less the night before yesterday, but her words were clever. She would persuade me to drink less and drink more. I didn't realize it at the time." Egg Yolk said in a very calm tone, "Maybe it's because I have no fear , didn’t think deeply about it.”

Qianwu asked, "What do you mean by being confident?"

Egg Yolk didn't answer, and after a while she suddenly raised her head, her pale face was covered with bloody lips, her half-smile eyes glanced at the crowd, and she murmured: "Anyone else, who else is an exile?"

No one answered.

She hissed, "Have you looked at this man on the ground? If there are still exiles, I warn you not to make up your mind on me. Auntie is in a bad mood. Out of this book, I will kill you if I encounter it once." about you."

Guan Ping sighed, "Scared you silly, you violated the most unacceptable prohibition—"

Xue Gao interrupted him, "Actually not necessarily. Nerves may not defend a deportee, not to mention killing unconsciously last night, maybe you can argue with your nerves."

"No need." Egg Yolk stood up slowly on his knees, and smiled coldly, "I will do things that I have been thinking about in my heart at night, I have known it for a long time. People like me who have a dark heart and act cowardly, let me wake up when I am awake. I really can't do it to kill people. Before drinking yesterday, I silently recited Killing Songsong at least a hundred times in my mind, this copy is not bad, and my hard work is not in vain."

The living room was silent for a few seconds.

Qianwu asked again, "On purpose? What do you mean by being confident?"

Egg Yolk smiled at him, "I have the right to pardon my nerves."

The player who was sitting on the sofa stood up suddenly, "What do you mean? What immunity?"

"It's literally. Triggering the neurological death condition will kill you, but violating other players will not kill you." Egg Yolk picked up the ashes on his body, and glanced at the corpse on the ground with some contempt, "This is the first time I was alone. A lucky bag that I got when I walked out of a dungeon. Nervous said that it will give me all tolerance under the premise of maintaining the basic rules."

There was gratitude to her nerves in her tone, and when she said the word tolerance, the haze in her eyes faded away, like a devout believer.

After a minute of dead silence, Guan Ping finally choked out a sentence, "Why are you so used to me, have you slept with your nerves?"

Qian Wu couldn't help but look back at him.

"I don't know either." Egg Yolk said, "But my nerves have always been good to me."

Jiang Chen asked, "What are you doing outside, why did you get into the nerve?"

"I'm a painter. My inspiration is exhausted, I drink too much every day, and I'm a bit abnormal after being depressed for a long time." She replied very calmly, took an orange on the coffee table and peeled it, and the fresh orange smell mixed into the bloody room. Eating an orange petal by petal on the armrest of the sofa, "I draw human bodies, and I'm especially good at nude bodies. When you get out of this dungeon, any of you who are interested can come to me."

Everyone: "..."

No thanks.

When she introduced her occupation, Qianwu noticed that she kept glancing over here vaguely.It was only then that he realized that Egg Yolk knew who he was from the first day, and it was impossible for a painting student not to know him, but she never mentioned it.

It is smart to hide the clumsiness in the nerves, and it is smarter to help others hide the clumsiness.

Xue Gao sighed deeply, "This is the end of the matter. According to what Jiang Chen said just now, the copy of killing the woman in the painting is over."

"Are you going to just wait for her to come like this?" Eggy Yolk turned her head, but looked at Qianwu, "My dagger is also a prop, not as powerful as yours, but it has helped me block a few little ghosts, do you want to lend it to you? ?”

"Thank you." Qian Wu thought that Jiang Chen no longer had a saber by his side, so he took the saber.

The others were in charge of disposing of the corpses for the past few days, Qian Wu and Jiang Chen randomly found a bathroom to enter.

The sliding door of the shower room is still a complete piece of crystal. Qianwu stretched out his hand to stroke the crystal, and couldn't help feeling: "The rich man in this dungeon is really rich."

"The texture of this crystal is far inferior to those wine glasses." Jiang Chen shook his head, "Crystal is indeed not an expensive material, this is not worth much. Of all the crystal products in the house, only the set of wine glasses is rare."

"Get to know each other through wine, and lose to old friends." Qianwu suddenly recalled the murmur of the vicissitudes of the woman in his dream, "Let everything disappear completely."

He basically guessed the main line of the story. On a whim, the rich man picked up the little farm girl who brewed wine and brought him home to raise him, but his interest soon dissipated. This woman is like all the old objects in this house that have been cared for and discarded ruthlessly. Same, dusty and dying while waiting.

Until, all the love in her life was gone, and she didn't want to live anymore.

"Stay away from the crystal." Jiang Chen pulled him from behind, "Standing beside the sliding door and daring to sneak away, it will take a moment for that female ghost to kill you."

Qian Wu took two steps back and looked up at the crystal.

"You said, will the boss in the dungeon kill the same kind?" He suddenly asked without beginning or end.

Jiang Chen was taken aback, frowned and said, "What nonsense."

"It's nothing." Qianwu said indifferently, turning his head to look at himself in the mirror.

On the last island, in the mirror in the bathroom of the reception mansion, he saw Cyril's blond hair again.But after entering this dungeon, everything was calm, and nothing weird happened.

But the calmer it was, the more he felt that something was ready to go, like a huge wave that had silently rolled up under the calm sea.

They waited in the bathroom until the afternoon, and then Qianwu simply sat on the sink and drew a few animated versions of Jiang Chen on the toilet paper with a pencil.

One is holding a gun, and the other is wearing glasses and carrying a code of law.

At sunset, Qianwu took a deep breath and slapped the pencil on the table, "Is it coming or not?"

Jiang Chen frowned and said: "The last time the person died in the morning, why has nothing happened until today?"

"Is there still a time limit?" Qianwu raised his desperate eyes, "People who drink less alcohol must appear near the crystal products in the morning to trigger the boss? Just because I didn't get up...

...Is it so difficult to die? "

Jiang Chen didn't say a word, he opened the Code of Survival and looked at the second text.

"Drink to your heart's content." Qianwu pouted, "Writing in black and white, a full stop, there is no time limit."

He fell silent and suddenly fell silent.

In the narrow bathroom, the two looked at each other at the same time, and then Jiang Chen said, "It's over."

Drinking is all about drinking, but they didn't drink a drop last night.

Qian Wu's spirit, which had been working hard for a whole day, suddenly collapsed, turned around and said annoyedly: "Forget it, let's do it again tonight."

In fact, he didn't want to drink that glass of wine instinctively. Other people's psychedelic reactions after drinking became more and more serious, but he became more and more like a simple drunk. This kind of different treatment from other players made people feel flustered.

Hearing Jiang Chen's sigh behind his back, Qianwu pressed down on the doorknob.

Click.

He made a sudden stop.

The doorknob was pressed to the bottom and loosened without warning, as if breaking from the root. He stopped his wrist in time and looked down calmly.

No one has ever noticed that the bottom of the doorknob on the inside of the bathroom door is transparent with a light purple color.At first glance, it seemed to be glass, until this moment it broke without a source.

It is crystal.

"Don't be nervous, don't move." Jiang Chen reached out from behind and grabbed his wrist, his tone remained calm, "I'll pull you back slowly, and be careful not to rub the broken cut."

Qian Wu nodded silently, Jiang Chen held his hand very forcefully, he almost let it go and retreated for a while.

The doorknob was removed by them, leaving only the broken crystal.

Very small, round, like an irregular coin.Jiang Chen took a step forward, holding the egg yolk dagger in one hand, and gently squatted down to look over.

A woman's face emerged from the section.

She didn't seem to have any killing intent, she just muttered words as if she was lost.

"Why don't you drink my wine, don't even taste it. My wine is the best, once you take a sip, it's impossible to stop."

"Drink, drink..."

"Try my bar, it's one of my most precious possessions."

These few words repeat in circles, just like the whispers in last night's dream.After an unknown amount of time, the tendon in Qianwu's wrist seemed to twitch suddenly, and he subconsciously let go of his hand, only to see that half of the doorknob automatically returned to the door as if attracted by a magnet.

Not a single crack, as if nothing had happened.

Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows, "It seems that we used the wrong method, but triggered a new clue. But what's the use of the clue?"

"I know!" Qianwu suddenly realized.

"Wine and that man were the things she cherished the most. She hoped that everything would end completely, and she didn't want someone to kill her." Qianwu's black eyes were jumping with excitement, "It's that wine glass, we want to find yesterday's cup. Smash the wine glass she used, smash it!"

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The floor is silent.

The little nerve rubbed against the floor repeatedly, and I only slept on the floor.