Infinite Nerves [Infinity]

Xiaoxiao, Guaiguai, Lulu, Shishi, these four names undoubtedly correspond to the four masks in the house.

Qianwu lightly stroked the last ball of hollowness and the words on the back. Maybe Sanwu is the name of the boss, and Tiantian corresponds to Tengu. It turns out that the bodies of Tengu and Sanwu are both empty. Because of nothingness, the mask of Tengu is reflected in the mirror. What came out was a blank.

When Qian Wu found Jiang Chen, Jiang Chen was in the small kitchen at the end of the first floor.

From a distance, he saw Jiang Chen was boiling hot water, there were two teacups with tea bags on the table, and there was another person beside him.The man was dressed in the same clothes as himself, with a slender figure, a cat-fox mask, and soft black hair.

Seeing him from behind, Qianwu stopped in confusion.

That guy was chatting enthusiastically with Jiang Chen, with a ridiculous number of small movements, stretching his waist while talking, and after a while, his right foot suddenly turned outward, his hands opened in the air, and he made a half-split at Jiang Chen enchantingly .

Jiang Chen, who was coldly preparing tea, could not help but stop and look at him seriously for a while, Qian Wu approached, and heard Jiang Chen comment: "World famous paintings."

Qianwu: "..."

Probably sensing the approach of the real master in disguise, Sanwu hesitated for a while, but in the end he was still reluctant to disappear.

"Are you so blatant?" Qianwu calmly divided a cup away, and flicked the tea bag lightly, "I found a small thing in the house, it seems that you dropped it."

"Ah?" It suddenly became tense, "What?"

Qianwu remained silent, the switch of the kettle flicked, Jiang Chen took off the kettle and poured boiling water into Qianwu's cup, and asked, "What is it?"

"A picture clipped in a keychain." Qianwu said, "It looks like a child's drawing. There are six good friends in the picture."

Sanwuwenyan straightened his waist all of a sudden, Qianwu looked at it, through two cat-fox masks, two pairs of identical black eyes stared at each other.

This is the first time Qianwu saw another "self", he felt very strange, he admired the panic of "self" for a while, and suddenly asked: "Tian Tian's main body is the same thing as you, isn't it? Because the body is empty, So you couldn’t draw an accurate mask, so you just drew a tengu. But I don’t understand why it’s just a tengu. The tengu is a god, and it’s different from your other four friends.”

The hot tea was boiling hot, Jiang Chen mixed a little water into it, Qian Wu blew it twice, took a sip and tasted it, felt that the temperature was just right, so he held the cup in his palm.

Sanwu's voice suddenly became very calm, and whispered: "Because Tiantian has always worshiped gods, but the six of us have never seen gods. There was a human being in the house before, and he was wearing a thing called Yushou , there is a mountain god Tengu on the back of the guard, and I drew Tian Tian's portrait according to it."

portrait.

Qianwu immediately asked, "The masks are indeed sacrificial offerings. Then how did they die?"

Sanwu said nothing, turned his head at an angle, and his eyes were a little stubborn, like him who argued with Jiang Chen when he was a student.

In a trance, Qianwu felt for the first time that he really saw humanity in it.

Jiang Chen said: "Didn't you tell me just now that your dream is to no longer be alone?"

Qian Wu suddenly turned his head, glanced at Jiang Chen, and then looked at San Wu again.

Sanwu groaned a little, as if he was not willing to talk about it with anyone other than Jiang Chen.I don't know if it's an illusion, but he thinks it likes Jiang Chen very much.

Jiang Chen said, "Since you are good friends, your dreams should be the same, so they died because of loneliness?"

Sanwu suppressed for a long time before shaking his head and said: "Actually, they are not good friends, but just like-minded partners. We have the same dream, but we can't achieve each other."

"What do you mean by that?" Jiang Chen frowned, he was impatient all the time, he didn't need to figure out other people's delicate emotions—except Qianwu.

Seemingly aware of Jiang Chen's displeasure, Sanwu explained: "It means, from birth to death, from the beginning to the end, they still exist alone."

Mentioning this, San Wu's expression suddenly became very lonely.The pair of black eyes behind the mask drooped slightly, and his tone faded.

Qianwu thought for a while, "So you collect human bodies to integrate into human beings? That will make you no longer lonely?"

Sanwu didn't make a sound, it raised its head and stared at Jiang Chen.

Inexplicably, Qianwu felt that it was evading this question, and the method it used to evade the answer several times before was to disappear suddenly.

"Before us, how many times have humans been in the house?" Qianwu asked in a strange manner.

San Wu turned to him, his eyes were a little empty.

"Five times."

It whispered, and then disappeared again quietly.

Suddenly there was a sound of panicked footsteps outside, Xiao A ran to the door of the kitchen and slammed on the brakes, "Ke Ke Ke, I found you and you two!"

Jiang Chen asked: "What's wrong?"

"We searched, found, found! One by one, one, knife!" he said.

Qian Wu breathed a sigh of relief, "I thought someone died again. What kind of knife? There are quite a few knives in this house."

Xiaojia swallowed violently, "

Let go, let go, die!Been--written on the box, murder, yes yes yes..."

Jiang Chen: "...I want to hit someone."

Fortunately, Lion B ran over immediately and quickly explained: "Come and see. Someone died again, but this time the murderer didn't hide it, it was his roommate. The murdered person hid a key item, which he discovered , the two committed manslaughter in the struggle."

Qianwu immediately asked: "What props?"

Shi Yi said, "A knife, sealed in a box, on the box it says, Killing Evil Knife."

The Evil Killing Knife was different from all the utility knives in the house. It was about half a meter long, with a bronze handle covered with engravings, and the pitch-black blade was extremely sharp.

However, according to the player who did not hesitate to kill his roommate to grab this item, his roommate hacked him with the knife during the dispute, but he did not expect that the knife could not cause harm to humans, so he had the opportunity to fight back.

The one who killed was Tengu Cing, the one who was killed because of hiding props was Lujia, and another accident happened between two girls.

Zhong Liye used a handkerchief to hold the knife in his hand, and said in a deep voice, "Can you explain to us what it means to be unable to cause harm to humans."

The thinness of the blade is shocking, and even a glance makes people feel uncomfortable.

"can."

The girl swallowed a few mouthfuls of spit nervously, took the knife over her right hand, and stretched out her left arm, "Look out."

She held a knife in her right hand and slowly cut off her left arm. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, when the knife was about to touch her arm, the blade broke off silently and passed directly over her arm, like two magnets, one left and one right. Suck together through the arms.

The knife "cut" the arm, and it returned to its original state, as if it had never been divided into two.

Qian Wu's scalp was numb from the dungeon show.

"That's why it's called the Killing Evil Knife." Jiang Chen thought thoughtfully, "This is a setting of the dungeon. This knife can't kill people, it can only kill evil."

Who is evil?

Three Wu's five partners died, and before them, five groups of players came to the house.

Qianwu and Jiang Chen exchanged glances and understood each other.

Tiangou C took the knife back from Zhong Liye's hand excitedly, "This knife was hidden by my roommate. I killed people because of it, and now it is mine! Find it, the copy is already very clear, we are going to Organize the BOSS to piece together the human body, and kill it with this knife! Kill it, and everyone will come out safely."

"Calm down." Jiang Chen said coldly: "Nervous rewards two indicators of calmness and sensitivity. Progression does not belong to either. What good will it do you to grab this knife?"

The woman gave a sharp pause.

Jiang Chen seemed to think seriously for a few seconds, "And if you make a wrong kill, your calmness points will be deducted. My calmness points are off the charts. Anyway, if I want to keep breaking the bank to score another indicator, the points will also be deducted." It doesn't matter, why don't you hand over the knife to me, and I'll bear this risk for you?"

woman:"……"

Qian Wu was shocked by Jiang Chen's majestic and shameless spirit, turned his head and gave him a surprised look.

Xiaojia stammered: "No no no no, shameless but no, there is no way to refuse!"

Jiang Chen: "Yes."

The knife changed hands just like that, in such a dungeon of an old fox per capita.

Qian Wu was almost drunk, watching Jiang Chen pass the knife to Zhong Liye without saying a word.

"There seems to be traces of liquid on it, and there are several kinds of smells."

Peng Peng grabbed Zhong Liye's sleeves tightly, and said in a low voice, "Is Zhong Liye a military dog? You still heard about it."

Zhong Liye took it over professionally, sniffed it carefully for a while, then shook his head and said, "It doesn't smell like anything."

"Maybe it's not all smelly, it's because you can't smell it." Jiang Chen said and took the knife back and put it back in the box, "Keep this one for now, if I meet a boss next time, I'll think about whether to do it or not."

A male player said coldly: "Time is running out. If there is no reversal before the seventh night, you must do something, otherwise we will grab the knife."

"Of course." Jiang Chen glanced at him holding the box, "Everyone wants to live."

The door was closed tightly, and the two boxes were placed on the bed.

In the wide flat box on the left is the imitation human skin, and in the long box on the right is the evil killing knife.

"Here it is again, a dungeon that can be cleared in both directions."

The saber he carried was confiscated by the dungeon, so Jiang Chen had no choice but to throw a fruit knife from the kitchen with the tip pointing to the left, "Draw a face for it, gather the body, and realize its wish. It's definitely not nothing."

Everyone acquiesced, Jiang Chen pointed the tip of the knife to the right again, "Or, killing it can also be regarded as an end to its loneliness to a certain extent, and it probably won't accomplish nothing."

Peng Peng weakly raised his hand, "That's the truth, but I prefer the first one, it's pretty cute, right?"

"Since the two roads are clear, I will definitely not take the second road." Zhong Liye pressed his arm and sighed, "The scalp is numb, it's the same thing as in the hot spring dungeon, good and evil All roads are open, and players with nerves will gradually find the most obedient way to go on, and gradually become addicted to nerves.”

Qu Ying said softly, "Just like Lu Ji, she actually...doesn't want to leave her nerves."

The tip of the knife in Jiang Chen's hand flicked back and forth between the two boxes on the left and right. After a long time, he turned his head and asked, "Why don't you talk?"

Qian Wu suddenly came back to his senses, looked at him for a while before saying: "I'm thinking about another thing."

"what's up?"

Luji, a golden lucky bag.

Qianwu roughly recounted the conversation in the afternoon, and said uncertainly: "I'm reviewing all my actions after entering the dungeon. It's hard to say if I have a sensitive score, but I probably don't have a calm score. This dungeon is weak in persecution, and there is no desperate reaction event. , On the contrary, it is difficult to brush the calm indicator.”

As he spoke, he frowned involuntarily. In the dark, he felt that his nerves seemed to be intentional, and he arranged such a copy at this node.

In this way, once he has a slightly higher sensitivity score and meets the conditions after going out, the golden lucky bag will definitely be triggered.

"Don't panic." Qu Ying comforted: "There is no point for calmness, and there may not be points for sensitivity. So far, all your speculations about the BOSS have contributed to each other in the discussion. Even, I think the relationship between Jiang Chen and the BOSS Better."

Peng Peng nodded hastily when he heard the words, "Yes, this dungeon is very strange, the boss doesn't kiss you very well for some reason."

Here's another oddity.

Qianwu frowned and pondered for a long time, then hissed, "So I'm not sure if we should make a choice between the two roads right now, there are many weird things, although it doesn't seem to have anything to do with the main story now, but..."

Qianwu said, his tone weakened again, he looked at the nothingness in the air, his head was in a mess.

"Are you okay." Jiang Chen came over and rubbed his shoulders, "There's no rush on this matter, it won't take long for you to draw a face, we can wait for a while. Living for seven nights is a compulsory process, and I didn't think about it at first. Do it right away."

Qianwu nodded, humming.

Zhong Liye said, "Let's sort it out. There are six things living in the house, namely Sanwu and its five companions. They all feel lonely, and maybe they still have a good impression of human beings. They hope to be with human beings." Become friends. After they moved in, five groups of players came in one after another. These five groups of players ignored the real thoughts of these ghosts, and fell into malicious speculation about ghosts like we did in the early stage. They not only killed each other, but also found the evil-killing knife. After killing those five ghosts, only San Wu is left now."

Jiang Chen nodded, "It should be like this, all kinds of clues can be closed. Today, before Qianwu came to look for it, Sanwu told me that masks are a game it loves to play with its former friends. They like to use masks to dress up because The mask is in a way a hint of a human face. When the first six guys were around, they would draw a mask and pass it around, kind of like a game they do when humans disappear."

"Let's pass it on?" Qian Wu raised his head suddenly, his heart trembled.

Jiang Chen didn't understand, so he hummed, "Yes, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing..." Qianwu suppressed the sudden upset in his heart, "I don't know what's going on, I suddenly feel a little flustered after hearing you say that... I can't explain it."

Jiang Chen patted him comfortingly, and walked towards the table, "Did you feel a little scary because you haven't heard of it? It's actually just a very simple game. There happened to be a mask that Xiaojia and the others found yesterday."

As he spoke, he opened the drawer and took out a discarded mask, and handed the mask to Peng Peng, Peng Peng handed it to Zhong Liye, Zhong Liye handed it to Qu Ying, and Qu Ying handed it over.

Qianwu's fingertips trembled suddenly, but he didn't answer.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that he didn't answer, Qu Ying was confused and handed the mask to Jiang Chen instead.

Qianwu suddenly shouted: "Wait!"

A whole room of people stared at him, Jiang Chen didn't take off the mask, "It's okay, what did you think of?"

Qianwu was silent.

His heart was beating very fast, so fast that there was faint tinnitus and dry mouth.

He walked two steps forward slowly, took the mask from Qu Ying's hand, then turned around and handed it to Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen didn't ask why, and reached out to pick it up naturally and calmly.The moment that hand was about to pinch the edge of the mask, Qianwu suddenly said: "Got it!"

"what?"

Qianwu took a deep breath, "Our nerve entrance! It doesn't necessarily need something we have touched together, it may also be that I have touched it, and you are about to touch it. Or you have touched it, and I am about to touch it."

There was silence everywhere, the three of Peng Peng stared with big eyes and small eyes, while Qian Wu and Jiang Chen looked at each other, only each other in sight.

Jiang Chen suddenly lowered his hand and didn't pick up the mask again.

"understood."

He whispered; "The Twilight of the Gods is your painting."

That painting was created by Qianwu when he was suffering to the extreme. To him, it was torture, but perhaps because that painting made Jiang Chen decide to intervene, it became his salvation.

Jiang Chen entered a nerve at the moment when the host finally dropped the auction hammer.

The author has something to say: Little Nervous: Hmph, so what if you know, don’t you want to succumb to me, the weak.

Floor: Are you implicating me?

The little nerve immediately rubbed up: Of course not.