Infinite Nerves [Infinity]

"Your interrogation is over."

The other party's expression was cold, and after staring at Qianwu for a moment, he showed a somewhat regretful smile.

"Unfortunately," he said.

Qianwu asked calmly, "What's the pity?"

"You didn't answer my question." He looked at Qianwu proudly with his shoulders crossed, and said after a while: "Forget it, why bother with you."

The man walked out and walked straight to the door from the path given by the player.

When Qian Wu followed out, Jiang Chen and the others were discussing something, and everyone's expressions were serious.

"See you tomorrow, everyone." Standing at the door, Mr. Ghost raised his eyebrows, glanced at everyone, and smiled softly, "If I can see you."

When he said this, Qian Wucai suddenly realized that there was a difference.

This person has a little scarlet mole under his eyes, which grows in a conspicuous position, but for some reason, it seems that people can automatically ignore it from the moment he enters the door.It wasn't until he looked back at this moment that the scarlet was particularly eye-catching.

Qianwu is very sure at this moment that this is something that Lian Jizi doesn't have.

"What's your name?" Qianwu called to stop him.

The man turned his head and smiled, "You deserve to know?"

Qianwu was silent.

The other party turned and left, walked through the door and said proudly: "My name is Purgatory Wu."

"What the hell?" Peng Peng stared, "Isn't he called Lian Gui Zi?"

"Is it true that your IQ should be renewed?" Zhong Liye glanced at him helplessly, "Haven't you figured it out? This is the same person as last night."

"Huh??" Xiaobai was shocked, and then slapped his forehead, "I said, it looks like a different person!"

"Which word is purgatory five? It can't be five of one, two, three, four, five." Peng Peng gulped, "I'll go, don't tell me that there are several identical bosses in this dungeon, arranged by numbers. "

"Noon at noon." Jiang Chen said in a low voice.

He walked to Qianwu's side and looked out the door together with him.

Qianwu nodded, "I guess so. At midnight last night, Purgatory patrolled the streets and took the new townspeople into the inn by the way. Today at noon, Purgatory patrolled the streets at noon, and came to check into the town by the way. They are twins, probably each other. There is a division of labor."

Jiang Chen was silent, and turned his head to look at him after a while, "Your head doesn't hurt anymore?"

"Hmm..." Qianwu stretched out his hand and pressed his temple perfunctorily, "Maybe he suddenly hit a clue, a little excited, and the groggy feeling is gone."

Qu Ying couldn't help feeling emotional when she heard the words: "Talented people are indeed better able to adapt to the treacherous and terrifying life in their nerves than ordinary people."

Qian Wu didn't say anything, but turned around and asked, "What were you guys discussing just now?"

"After you went in, we suddenly remembered that he actually asked us the fifth question." Da Bing's expression was very serious, "I don't know what's going on, it seems that everyone will forget the question asked when they come out. problem, and the memory doesn't come back to mind until the last one goes in."

Qianwu was not too surprised, "He probably has the ability to make people ignore one thing, just like the blood mole on his face that his brother doesn't have."

"Everyone's fifth question is the same." Jiang Chen frowned and said, "He asked us which one is cuter, the him last night or the him today."

"It's over." Peng Peng's eyes were blank, "The same problem, but we are prohibited from discussing it with the people behind after we come out. Could this be today's death screening condition?!"

"Peng Peng is really smart." Zhong Liye said coolly.

Qianwu looked at them, "How do you answer?"

Peng Peng raised his hand, "Of course it means that he is so cute today, but last night he was very scary and unfriendly."

While he was talking, other players also raised their hands one after another, eleven out of the thirteen raised their hands.

Only Jiang Chen and Qianwu were left.

Qian Wu raised his eyebrows and looked at Jiang Chen, "Let me guess, you refuse to answer this boring question."

"I originally wanted to refuse." Jiang Chen sighed, "But after hesitating for a while, I chose the one from last night."

"Why?" Eggplant asked confused.

Hearing this, Qianwu also stared straight at him with very delicate eyes.

"You actually chose one." He said in disbelief.

Jiang Chen sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose, "I'm sorry, I can really decide between the two of them on this question. What about you?"

Qian Wu sneered: "Not cute. I'm really sorry, I can't force myself to boast."

"Wait, wait!" Da Bing waved his hand, "So, for an AB multiple-choice question, eleven of us chose A, Jiang Chen chose B, Qianwu...uh, it counted as a C, is that so? ?”

"I didn't choose anything." Qianwu said, "He asked who was cuter, and if I said both were cuter, I would choose C."

"Then what are the screening criteria, A, B, who refuse to answer the question, who will enter the death pool?" Da Bing asked.

After a moment of dead silence, Qianwu sighed softly.

"Sorry, I'll exclude myself first." He said, "I was inside just now, I regret that I didn't answer the question at Purgatory Noon."

Jiang Chen breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and said, "That's from the remaining twelve of us, either me or them."

"I personally think that we are more likely." Qu Ying said softly, "Although I can't understand why Purgatory Noon would trap the person who chose him, what he meant when he left just now is that there is not only one death pool today. player."

"Everyone be more vigilant tonight." Zhong Liye said: "People who live alone should at least squeeze in two, and don't leave anyone alone."

Peng Peng subconsciously grabbed Zhong Liye's sleeve, "We are in the same team."

Qianwu watched them discuss without making a sound.

Not long after Lian He Wu left, it started to rain again outside.Originally, he wanted to go out to look for clues, but was stopped by the rain.

The answer to the question is just a guess. After a rain, no one dares to wet their clothes easily.

After dinner, the rain became heavier and heavier. Everyone locked the door early and went back to their rooms to sleep.

The sky was gloomy, Qianwu sat at the table and lightly sketched the outlines of Lian Ji Zi and Lian Ji Wu with a pencil.

The two outlines overlapped under the pen, they were really identical twins, except for the red mole that was rarely noticed by people in the afternoon of purgatory, there was almost no difference.

"So far, nothing has appeared in the legal code." Jiang Chen said.

Qian Wu lightly traced the eyes of Lian Ji Wu, and said: "The rules of survival in this book are not unknown, they can be deduced casually, and there is probably nothing to write in the code."

"What do you think?" Jiang Chen asked.

Under the dim light of the oil lamp, Qianwu held his chin and thought for a while, "To be honest, I think Purgatory Noon feels more like a BOSS to me."

"But this may not be a BOSS with an ordinary meaning." Jiang Chen said, "There are devils who can kill people everywhere. Our mission is to save the NPC."

"Neur said on the first day that we should respect the ghosts in the dungeon." Qian Wu shook his head, "There must be a boss. I'm just curious, why did they name one Zi and the other Wu? "

"Maybe it's the time of birth, one at Zi and one at Noon." Jiang Chen paused, and then said: "If the age gap between ghosts is not easy to show from the appearance, it may also be the zodiac. Zishu, Ox, Yin, Tiger, Rabbit, Chen, Dragon, Snake, Wu, Horse, Sheep, Zi and Wu, so probably one is a rat and the other is..."

The room was suddenly silent for a moment.

Qianwu put down his pen and turned around abruptly.

They looked at each other in the darkness, and after a while, they smiled almost at the same time.

"I found it." Qianwu smiled with downcast eyes: "Rat and horse. Chen Shu, Chen Ma."

"The child who appeared in Fat Er's family today is Chen Ma." Jiang Chen said, "I will go to Chen's house tomorrow to see."

The clock sounded, and the tenacious watchman shouted from downstairs: "The time has come, turn off the lights and go to bed, be careful with the candles—"

Qianwu followed the sound and walked to the window, gently pushed open a gap, and carefully avoided the rain that came in.

He looked out, and under the gloomy night, the watchman quickly disappeared into the alley with an umbrella.And not long after he left, a slender and calm figure suddenly appeared.

Purgatory son was still walking in the rain, silent and desolate, without any expression.

He seemed to be patrolling the streets, just like purgatory noon during the day.

It's just that he is very lonely. When purgatory noon and day patrol the streets, there are two lines of ghost messengers opening the way, but purgatory son is alone. He just passes by a ghost pretending to be a mortal by chance, and the ghost will respectfully call Lord Badian.

Peng Peng yelled in the corridor: "Jiang Chen Qianwu took a shower! We're all done."

"Here we come." Jiang Chen walked over and opened the door, "How much hot water is there?"

"There should be a lot left." Peng Peng rubbed his hair that was still exploding after taking a bath with a piece of cloth, and said, "Not to mention, this inn is really good, and the water and food supply conditions are first-class. Oh, by the way, Qu Ying and others I'm going to cook rice cakes with red bean paste, are you coming down to eat?"

"Cooking food in the middle of the night?" Jiang Chen frowned and said, "It may not be peaceful tonight."

"I think so too, but the eggplant is here, and my stomach hurts." Peng Peng blushed a little, cleared his throat, "Qu Ying said to cook something hot and sweet for the eggplant, and Zhong Liye and I were afraid of them The three girls are dangerous, so let's call a few more people together."

"I want to drink too." Qianwu suddenly turned around and said.

Jiang Chen turned to look at him, "Are you serious?"

"Qu Ying is good at cooking." Qian Wu said, "Ying is very difficult to get an appointment with. I have never had dessert made by Ying's chef."

Jiang Chen sighed softly, but had no choice but to compromise, "Okay."

"You two should take a bath first. Qu Ying said that the red beans need to be boiled for a long time, and the rice cakes need to be rubbed. It will take at least an hour." Peng Peng continued to rub his dripping hair, "Don't worry."

After he left, Jiang Chen turned around and said, "Let's take a bath."

"You go first today." Qianwu went back to the table and sat down, picked up the pencil again, "I haven't finished drawing yet."

Jiang Chen couldn't help smiling when he saw him quietly writing under the lamp.

Twins are good materials for painting, because Qianwu likes to draw things with fate since he was a child. Similarly, he is also very sensitive to things or people with a sense of fate.

Plants growing side by side, two stars twinkling at the same time, Mrs. Jiang's hand when she cracked a double-yolk egg, and two chess pieces that were unintentionally stacked together after overturning the chessboard.

They are all small things, graffiti randomly, not counted as works, but he will put them into a collection called "Fate". His parents who flew to heaven, created at the age of nine.

Later, there was another picture he and Jiang Chen drew when he was ten years old sitting on the roof of the school and looking at the reflection of Mt. Duofu.

At that time Jiang Chen was shocked, thinking that this kid is really likable, he put a very high hat on this friendship that he has known for half a month.

"Twins are an excellent destiny." Qianwu said while leaning over his desk to paint, as if he was talking to himself, and seemed to be explaining to him.

"To put it narrowly, the Purgatory Son and the Purgatory Wu are both good-looking in appearance and bone, and it's rare to get itchy hands."

"You're happy, you can draw anything." Jiang Chen didn't care about the ghosts in his copy, he just said: "Then I'll take a shower first."

Qianwu didn't raise his head, just hummed and lowered himself even lower.

There is no one in the corridor, and chatter can be heard vaguely.Jiang Chen passed by the girls' room and heard Qu Ying say, "It's cooking, I'll go down and look at the pot later."

Eggplant's voice sounded weak, "You are so kind, come and sleep with us on the bed."

Miaomiao also said, "That's right, actually three people can squeeze in this bed, but we both squeeze together, so don't get on the floor."

"It's okay." Qu Ying said with a smile, "It's my own problem. I can accept two people sleeping a little farther apart. The three of them are really too close. I can't bear this."

"Oh, it's okay, my ex-boyfriend is like this, he doesn't give hugs when he sleeps." Eggplant muttered.

The three girls chatted about their ex in this way.

It is a dangerous and quiet world in the nerves. People who have never met before are locked in the same room in order to save their lives, and they can chat for a lifetime in one night.

Jiang Chen didn't intend to listen to the girl's gossip, he walked down the stairs, but couldn't help thinking about the afternoon.

"Is there anyone else in your family?" Purgatory Wu asked.

He answered the first few questions without blinking his eyes, but at that moment Jiang Chen hesitated.

"No one left?" Purgatory Wu answered for him, "Just follow the process and ask, no one is fine, and you won't be refunded because of this."

"Someone." Jiang Chen couldn't help himself to say these two words, and turned his head to glance at the outer door.

"Always. Qianwu," he said.

Purgatory snorted: "Which one is which one?"

"Thousands of One Thousand and One Nights, Wutong of Wutong."

Jiang Chen stepped into the bathroom, and couldn't help thinking about how Qianwu answered today.

According to common sense, Qianwu would probably say that he has no relatives.He had lost his parents since he was a child, and apart from his ex-boyfriend, he really had no other family members.

As the hot water rushed down, Jiang Chen seemed to be in a daze for a while in the mist, until he walked out of the bathroom and was still thinking about it.

The red bean paste was still cooking in the kitchen, and the smell was already wafting out, Jiang Chen went over to take a look, and Qu Ying was guarding the pot.

"It will take a while." Qu Ying said with a smile: "Peng Peng said that Qianwu also wants to eat, right?"

Jiang Chen nodded, "But I'm not sure if he fell asleep, if he fell asleep, I'll eat tomorrow morning, thank you."

"It's okay." Qu Ying stirred the sticky red bean paste with a spoon in a good-tempered manner, "Eggplant also fell asleep, and her stomach hurts a little, if she can fall asleep, I won't call her, it's the same for warming it up tomorrow morning. "

Jiang Chen lowered his voice: "I'll go back and have a look first."

"Hmm." Qu Ying still stared at the pot, picked up a spoonful and took a sip, a satisfied smile flashed in her eyes.

The upstairs was much quieter than before, and the sound of Jiang Chen's footsteps going up the stairs became lighter.

He cautiously opened the door—

The oil lamp in the room was still on, but Qianwu was lying on the table as if he was asleep.

Jiang Chen took his footsteps a little more lightly, and walked over to take a closer look at Qianwu's paintings—the Purgatory Man and the Purgatory Noon are both finished, and he hasn't seen them in three years, regardless of his artistic level, his painting skills are indeed better than before.Purgatory Wu smiled enchantingly, while Purgatory Zi was calm and indifferent.I thought it was just random graffiti, but now I look closer, and the two finished portraits are so lifelike that they can walk out of the painting in the next second.

"Qianwu." Jiang Chen gently patted Qianwu's shoulder, "Go to bed and sleep."

"Hmm..." Qianwu woke up slowly, sat up and yawned, looking at him, "Have you finished washing?"

Jiang Chen nodded, "Well, if you're tired, you can wash it tomorrow morning and go to sleep."

Qianwu hesitated for a moment, "Where's the red bean paste?"

"Qu Ying said it will take a while." Jiang Chen coaxed him, "Why don't you eat it tomorrow morning."

"That's fine."

Qianwu stood up and stretched his waist, his slender waist was looming under the loose silk shirt.He lazily moved his shoulders, and casually said as he walked towards the bed: "Oh, by the way, I asked my family this afternoon in Purgatory, did you mean me?"

Jiang Chen froze suddenly when he was about to turn off the lights.

"Yes." He paused for a moment, "What's wrong?

"

"It's nothing, just ask." Sitting on the bed, Qian Wu muttered, "He was shocked when he asked my name, and then told me."

"After all, I'm asking my family. Even if we break up, we'll be fine anyway." Jiang Chen's tone sounded calm, "How do you answer?"

Qianwu didn't say a word, after a moment of silence in the room, the atmosphere suddenly became a little subtle.

Jiang Chen turned his back and wanted to clear the table, but stopped when his hands touched the table.

You can't touch Qianwu's painting table, even if you don't throw anything away, just help him organize his pens and papers.If the position of the pen is wrong, he will definitely get angry. When he was a child, he would lose his temper and fight coldly. When he grows up, he will bite people on the bed.

"Jiang Chen." Qianwu's tone suddenly dropped.

After a while, Jiang Chen turned around and looked at the person on the bed calmly, "Huh?"

"Let's make up." Qianwu looked at him firmly, "You still love me, don't you?"

This question caught Jiang Chen off guard for a long time.

Deep down in his heart, he always felt that there would be such a day. Perhaps since the day he broke up, he felt that there must be a corner in his life. He and he would meet again and join hands. Like the past, it was nothing more than a little longer of the Cold War.

But he always thought that he would take this step on his own initiative.

"Of course." Jiang Chen heard his deep voice.

"It's never changed." He looked at Qianwu's handsome figure cast on the ground beside the bed, and said in a low voice.

Qian Wu looked at him for a moment, then smiled.

"Then, come to bed and sleep."

"Huh?" Jiang Chen was stunned, "This way—"

His confused voice suddenly stopped.

Qian Wu lifted the quilt and got in, said: "Don't turn off the light, it's better to have some light, you sleep outside?"

As he spoke, he unbuttoned his shirt under the half-open quilt.

Those slender and white hands were very beautiful. With light movements of fingers, three or four buttons were quickly undone, and they had to continue to undo them.

In the dark place, Qianwu's usually bright red lips became even redder, and the bright red lips brought out the clarity of those black eyes.He hooked his lips into a smile, and the clusters of light in his black eyes were extremely bright.

"Come to bed," he said softly.

Jiang Chen's face suddenly became ugly, he approached the bed, looked down at the person under the quilt who had already unbuttoned his shirt.

The glow spread from Qianwu's cheeks to his collarbone, and a pair of clear pupils looked at him innocently.

"You are taking aphrodisiacs."

Jiang Chen snorted coldly, and in the next second he had already pulled out the saber from the back of his waist.

"Qianwu", who was smiling coquettishly and winkingly on the bed, suddenly withdrew his expression.

Those black eyes suddenly became unfathomable, cold, sharp, with a hint of viciousness.

"Excellent performance." Jiang Chen's blade was particularly bright in the dark, he looked at the person on the bed and said: "I have to admit, the world famous paintings are very eye-catching."

As soon as the words fell, he was in a trance, and Qianwu on the bed instantly turned into the face of Purgatory Wu.The blood-colored tear mole in front of her eyes was as red as a scalding drop of blood, and Lian Ji Wu laughed, "It's actually revealed. I'm really too tempting."

Jiang Chen was too lazy to talk nonsense, so he stabbed with his hands, but he seemed to be punched in the chest by someone suddenly, and he was dazed, but the bed in front of him was empty, as if a gust of wind was blowing by him, and the door slammed after a while When it bounced off, the cloudy wind disappeared.

Jiang Chenmeng regained consciousness, the saber was not in his hand, and he was not by the bed, but standing in front of Qianwu's table.

Qianwu was standing in front of him, clenched his fists and kept whistling.

"You can practice well." Qian Wu frowned and said, "I punched you and almost broke your hand. If you can't hold the paintbrush in the future, it will be over."

The two paintings on the table have just finished half a line draft.

Only then did Jiang Chen feel a dull pain in his chest, he said in a daze, "Why did you hit me?"

"You come back and stand in front of my desk in a daze." Qian Wu frowned and said, "It's okay to be in a daze, but if you block the light, such a big black shadow will be cast on my paper, and I can't draw anymore."

"..."

"Aren't you bewitched by an evil spirit?" Qianwu was a little worried, "I punched you three times in total, the first two punches were useless, and the third punch brought you back to your senses."

Jiang Chen was completely silent.

Those eyes stared at Qianwu for a moment and then moved away blankly, as if he didn't want to speak anymore.

"Purgatory Noon." After a while, he still sighed, "I thought it was you."

Qianwu raised his eyebrows, "What?"

Without waiting for Jiang Chen to explain, he suddenly came to his senses and said in shock: "Purgatory Wu himself gave you an illusion?"

"He's much smarter than the ghost you described in the afternoon." Jiang Chen's face was very ugly, and he said under pressure: "He knows how to talk, and a few words can tell us about our relationship."

The worried eyes on the opposite side suddenly became confused.

Qian Wu looked at him inexplicably for a while, then said softly: "So... now even the boss in the dungeon knows that we have worked together in the past?"

"Forgive me." Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows indifferently, "If I hadn't caught it in time, I would have been in trouble with Purgatory Wu just now."

"..."

Jiang Chen glanced at the two shirt buttons that Qianwu casually undid while painting, and frowned again: "Put on your clothes."

Qianwu: "?"

The two were staring at each other speechlessly when they suddenly heard a scream in the corridor.

"not good!"

Jiang Chen turned his head and ran out, pushed open the door, and saw a man lying on the ground at the end of the corridor—to be precise, it was a man whose head and limbs were separated, blood dripping down the railing on the second floor It dripped down, and the checkered stripes were faintly visible on the soaked clothes.

It's a soldier.

Eggplant stood beside the corpse with a pale face, her back trembling crazily, and she yelled for help hoarsely.

Jiang Chen was about to walk over, but Qian Wu suddenly grabbed him.

In front of them, a person suddenly appeared behind the eggplant.

Purgatory Wu himself stood behind Eggplant and patted her on the shoulder with a smile.

"Eggplant!" Jiang Chen shouted, "Don't look back!"

However, Qiezi didn't seem to be able to hear him. She turned her head and looked at Purgatory Wu, and said in pain: "Zhong Liye? Zhong Liye! Are you a veterinarian? Can you save him? He doesn't seem to have completely died..."

The door next to it opened one after another, and the player who was awakened poked his head out and panicked at the picture in the corridor.

"Stop him!" Zhong Liye ran over without saying a word, but he just ran two steps forward, passing Qianwu and Jiang Chen, but stopped suddenly.

Purgatory Noon, who had his back to them, waved his hands behind him, as if there was an invisible wall, blocking those who wanted to come.

"Eggplant!!" Miaomiao knelt down and shouted heart-piercingly: "Eggplant, wake up! That's not Zhong Liye! Eggplant!!!"

Standing in front of the invisible wall of air, Wen Li raised his leg and kicked it soundlessly.Every effort is so hard that people can feel it even if there is no sound.

Qianwu suddenly thought of something.

"Wait...wait for me." He grabbed Jiang Chen's hand, turned around and ran into the house.

The red candle was placed beside the pillow, he picked up the red candle and fire, turned and ran back to the corridor.

"Cutting the candle, light it up." Qianwu's voice trembled unrecognizably, "She can't hear our voice, maybe she can see your candlelight, so she can wake up."

However, the red candle didn't move at all, Jiang Chen folded fire on the wick, but it couldn't ignite no matter what.

"Tang Jianzhu." Qianwu held it, "light it up."

"Perhaps Tang Jianzhu is only willing to help you." Qu Ying suddenly said softly.

Her eyes were bloodshot, she stared at Lian Jiwu's back and the eggplant in front of him, and said in a trembling voice: "We can't save the eggplant, if she can't wake up by herself, she can only be killed by Lian Jiwu..."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Lian Jiwu patted Eggplant's shoulder with a light smile, and said, "Don't cry, I think it's exaggerated that he hasn't been broken, and it should be cured. Oh, by the way, can you help me put my medical kit away?" Open it? Let me check his body first... oh no, the body."

"I can, I can." With tears streaming down his face, Eggplant suddenly saw a box on the ground and said, "Fortunately, God sent you such a useful blessing bag. What do you want to use?"

"Don't!!!" Qu Ying finally couldn't bear it, and burst out crying.

Just after the sound, Eggplant opened the medical box with tears in his eyes, but what came into view was a box full of rotten bones.

She froze suddenly, suddenly realized something, and turned around.

"You are more deceitful than the idiots on the ground." Purgatory Wu said, reaching out and gently pulling her hair.

Qianwu's whole body was stiff, and the cold air came out from the cracks in his bones.

She looked at Lian Jiwu and pulled the eggplant with a smile, and suddenly pulled out a long whip wrapped in flames from nowhere, and the whip silently climbed up the eggplant's body, sharply piercing into her flesh.

"Die to me." Purgatory Wu said softly with a smile.

The next moment, the young girl was cut into the body by the fire whip, and fell down silently like that.

The author has something to say: What a pity.

The little nerve sighed regretfully, and failed to trap and kill Jiang Chen again.

Just act, what clothes are you taking off!

Xiaoner thumped the floor angrily.