Infinite Nerves [Infinity]

The corridors of the castle are very quiet in the dark.The footsteps of the two people overlapped.

"It seems that it's true that I don't work the night shift, and I didn't see anyone along the way." Qian Wu said indifferently: "This manor is really interesting. The owner of the manor seems to be the only living person, the housekeeper is half human and half ghost, and the maid is basically dead. But , the living do not appear during the day, the dead do not appear at night, yin and yang are reversed."

Jiang Shensi said: "Another way of thinking, the butler is just the executioner in the dungeon, and it's a pawn before the bosses are dispatched. When the boss comes on stage at night, naturally there is no pawning."

Qian Wu looked away and smiled, "In the second half of the night, the one in his mouth should appear."

The wound on the neck had stopped bleeding by itself, but Jiang Chen still cared very much.

"Tomorrow I'll go to the housekeeper for gauze," he said.

"It's not necessary." Qianwu slightly raised his eyebrows, "But I'm really looking forward to his expression tomorrow morning."

As soon as the voice fell, the two stopped at the same time.

Not far away, the door of the guest room was open, and Qu Ying stood at the door and yawned with lowered eyes, as if waiting for someone.

The moment she saw Qianwu, she breathed a sigh of relief, her eyes fell on Jiang Chen again, she was a little surprised but didn't ask any more questions.

She said to Qianwu: "You came back much earlier than the girl from yesterday."

Qianwu stood still: "Did you not sleep yesterday?"

Qu Ying said: "I really didn't have an appetite last night. I heard other players discussing it today, so I realized that the game was right."

Jiang Chen asked: "Did you meet that girl in the middle of the night yesterday? How is she?"

"She is very happy." Qu Ying gave a surprising answer.

"What?" Jiang Chen asked.

"Although I can't understand it, she is very, very happy. She even told me that there is no need to be afraid. If it comes, I will be at ease." Qu Ying said in a low tone, powerlessly: "But she is dead. She is asleep. Players thought she died in the bridal chamber and her body was dragged back, but in fact she died after returning to the room in the middle of the night."

Qianwu was in a complicated mood.

"If you want to say happy...Mr. Manor Owner does have some masculine charm." He carefully chose his words, "Handsome, rich, and extremely self-disciplined about personal hygiene."

And he said he could do it for two hours.

Jiang Chen turned his face expressionlessly, "Are you happy now?"

Qianwu: "...not bad."

Qu Ying seemed to be too sleepy to hold on anymore, she yawned and said, "I drank some water at night, but I was still sleepy to death. I have to sleep. Be careful in the middle of the night, although I don't know what will happen... "

Qianwu's expression remained calm, "Reciprocity is a courtesy, I can also tell you a clue."

Qu Ying immediately asked: "What is it?"

Jiang Chen said in a low voice: "If you are selected, please try your best to run out of the wedding room. The owner of the manor cannot step through the door between 12 o'clock and 2 o'clock."

Qu Ying's eyes trembled slightly, "So that's how it is..."

Qianwu caught the key word, "Is that so?"

"Well." Qu Ying nodded and said, "Actually, I also discovered another hidden rule. In the second half of the night, others cannot enter the selected player's room. Last night I tried to see the girl's situation, but it was rejected anyway." It's weird that I can't open or knock on her door."

The three people in the corridor were silent for a moment, then Jiang Chen sighed softly, "It seems that the rules are the same as the wedding room, outsiders can't help."

"Don't worry about it." Qian Wu expressed the most relaxed expression, "Go back to each room, see you tomorrow morning."

Qu Ying's door closed behind him, leaving a long creaking sound in the long, narrow and silent corridor.

Qian Wu paced outside the door, stopped, and said: "It seems that you can only wish me good luck tonight."

Jiang Chen looked at him for a moment, and said calmly: "There should be no accidents. The book is written in the first half of the night, and the trial is in the second half of the night. This should be the way of thinking."

"I think so too." Qian Wu casually pushed the door open, "It's a pity that I didn't have a banquet tonight. Good night."

The heavy wooden door was closed in front of Jiang Chen, and Jiang Chen stood there quietly, savoring Qian Wu's last words.

After a while, he raised his wrist and knocked lightly on the door.

——The touch of the knuckles hitting the door was very clear, but there was no sound at all.The moment the door was knocked, a gust of wind swam behind him, sending chills down the spine and making the hair stand on end.

Jiang Chen turned his head, and there was only a solid wall behind him.

crack.crack.crack.

crack.crack.crack...

The second hand of the clock on the wall made a regular and neat cut-off sound.This clock is of excellent workmanship and adds a touch of classicism to a room during the day, but at night it looks a bit bleak.

hum-

The chime of three o'clock in the morning drowned out the sound of the wall clock, echoing in Midnight Manor.It took a long time for the sound of the bell to gradually dissipate, and the voice in the room became clear again.

The big red wedding gown was casually draped over the back of the chair, Qianwu quietly closed his eyes and lay flat on the bed, and as the sound of the bell dissipated, he let out a deep breath.

Can't sleep.

Damn it, I didn't eat dinner with sleeping pills, and my insomnia came to me again.

Even because of the overpowering of the banquet last night, I slept for a while this afternoon, and it is even more difficult to fall asleep now.

He gritted his teeth and turned over several times, even took out the paintbrush under the pillow and smelled it under his nose for a while, and after an unknown amount of time, he finally opened his eyes and sat up in despair.

In the first drawer of the chest of drawers lay two bottles of red wine, which were "presents" given to him by the housekeeper.

Reason told him that this wine was risky, but at this moment he decided to have a bold taste.

In the darkness, Qianwu stared mockingly at the calm nerves on his arms that were too pale to be seen.

No wonder him.Poor talent, not as good as that Young Marshal Jiang next door, he really can't calm down.

The drawer opened silently, with a silky smoothness reminiscent of Mr. Butler's turning around.Taking advantage of the moonlight, he took out a goblet and put it on the table. Just as he reached out to touch the bottle of wine on the right, he suddenly heard a very light female laugh as if exhaling.

behind him.

Qianwu suddenly realized that the sound of the clock in the room stopped at some point, and the surrounding was as quiet as a vacuum. He tapped his fingers on the wine bottle, but there was no sound at all.

A cold hand rested on his shoulder from behind without warning.

Cold, thin, dry bones can be felt through pajamas.But there is a subtle sense of weakness, it is the girl's hand.

Qianwu was silent for two seconds, put back the wine bottle he had just lifted, and pushed the drawer up.

"Is there really a real BOSS?" He said to himself with a sigh.

The thing didn't make a sound, but the coolness came closer and closer from behind.

The other shoulder sank again, and a cold head rested on his collarbone, hissing in the crook of his neck.

Qianwu couldn't help thinking about the scene behind him.

Really hook shoulders with ghosts.

"Why don't you call?"

It was a faint girl's voice, soft.

Qian Wu said lightly: "What the hell are you?"

"You guess."

He moved his shoulders that were about to collapse uncomfortably, and asked uncertainly, "Stalker?"

"..."

The ghost behind was silent.

The coldness that penetrated to the bone marrow climbed up the scalp along the back, Qianwu was almost crushed, and the female ghost finally let go of him, pulling away like a heavy object in an instant.

"I don't pester people." The female ghost said angrily as she left him.

Qian Wu turned his head and saw the scene in front of him clearly, his dark pupils trembled slightly.

In front of him was a woman in a red wedding dress, her thick black hair was tied into a festive bun, her hands and feet were eerie blue and white.His pale face was covered with rouge, and the whites of his eyes were almost squeezed out by the black pupils, so he was not alive at first glance.

But she is beautiful.

——Even with the harshness of an artist's examination of still life, the proportion of the female ghost's facial features is still perfect.The bridge of the nose and lips in particular seem to have been carefully drawn, revealing a kind of nihilistic precision.

"Do you have ADHD in bed?" The female ghost looked at him expressionlessly, "Tossing and turning makes noise to death."

"I can't sleep." Qian Wu said with a sigh.

Cold sweat oozes densely from the back.But his expression was still calm, he brushed past the female ghost, slid on the carpet with his back against the bed, and said, "Now that I see you, I can't sleep even more."

The female ghost seemed to feel novelty, she tilted her head and put it flat on her shoulder, her neck was as soft as a cooked noodle, carefully observing Qianwu's lazy and casual posture at the moment.

Qian Wu looked away indifferently, trying hard not to see this terrifying scene.

"You're so pretty." The female ghost suddenly licked the corner of her mouth quickly, then sighed softly, "You're really envious."

The moment she stuck out her tongue, Qianwu caught a glimpse of the long pale tongue covered with blue veins, and there were worms wriggling on the blue veins.

The last expression on Qianwu's face also disappeared.

"You're pretty good-looking too." He boasted back in a soulless commercial way, "If you can keep the way you were when we first met and don't move, you'll look even better."

After the words fell, the female ghost suddenly trembled, as if she heard something frightening.

Qian Wu looked over keenly, and she said quietly: "I can't keep it."

As the female ghost said, she groped over and put her hand on Qianwu's shoulder, a heavy pain spread from her shoulder, and she pressed Qianwu tightly, as heavy as a thousand catty weights.Qianwu thought she was going to push herself into the ground alive, and was about to struggle, but out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly saw the female ghost jumping up on the spot, her legs stretched forward like springs, her upper body was at ninety degrees, her buttocks sank down forcefully.

With a puff.

A cold light flashed in the darkness, and a long knife protruded from the back of the female ghost's neck, pierced through the bun, and cut the back of the head.

Female ghost: "Ah, it's hard to move, I forgot the knife behind the skirt."

"..."

Qianwu immediately thought of the woman who had been chopped into pieces this morning, and suddenly felt chills all over her body.

"What are you thinking about?" The female ghost turned her head to look at him, a sarcasm and strange smile suddenly appeared on her white face, "Oh - I see, you are thinking about that woman."

"You killed her." Qianwu said softly.

"It can't be called killing." The female ghost shook her head seriously.

Qianwu: "That's called...chop?"

"I'm overcoming her ignorance." The female ghost corrected her word by word, and after she finished speaking, a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes, she turned her head abruptly, as if she was angry, and stopped talking again.

The female ghost was getting colder and colder on her body, and it was bitingly gloomy. Qianwu couldn't stand it anymore, so she said: "I read in a book when I was a child that ghosts are different. Monsters hurt people in specific scenes. But ghosts It's different, ghosts can kill anyone they want if they don't like it."

The female ghost squinted at him, "What kind of broken book is this?"

"I don't know." Qianwu said softly, "I flipped through it in the study of a marshal's house. There are countless books and countless painting collections. There is a small ladder under the bookshelf, and I spent my whole childhood with me. .”

"What you heard seems to be correct, but I'm not that kind of reckless ghost. You are very good, and you haven't done anything dirty, so my big knife won't cut your neck, at least not tonight." The female ghost slightly With a smile, there was a hint of treacherous shyness in her dark eyes, she whispered, "I appreciate a noble and pure soul, not to mention that this soul is wrapped in a beautiful skin."

"Really?" Qian Wu looked at her coolly, "Isn't it better to be sincere. If you don't want to kill me, then what are you doing in my room?"

Hearing the words, the female ghost also suppressed her expression, and the corner of her mouth curled up into a smile of unknown meaning.

"You think I want to come?"

Qianwu: "Huh?"

The female ghost said sadly, "You brought me back yourself."

Qian Wu was stunned for half a second, then suddenly wanted to understand something, and suddenly turned back to look at the desk——

The red candle he put on the table before going to bed disappeared, only the wedding robe was still quietly draped on the back of the chair.

The female ghost rested her chin on his shoulder again, and whispered in his ear: "I have counted countless wedding nights in this manor, so many wonderful beauties who have stepped into the bridal chamber, you are the only one who owes it."

"..."

He was about to say something again, when he suddenly heard the ticking of the second hand again, and the familiar white noise filled the room again.

hum-

The bell rang at four o'clock in the morning.

The coldness on his shoulders instantly dissipated, and the bright red in Qianwu's peripheral vision disappeared. He got up and looked back, looking across the bed at the female ghost parked by the window.

The eyes of the black hole trembled violently, and tears of blood rolled out like red candle wax oil, rolling down the pale skin, peeling off a layer of skin wherever it went.In a short while, the left half of the female ghost's face had changed.

Puffy eyes, flattened nose, and horribly deformed lips, the contrast with the beautiful facial features on the right is shocking.

In the midst of this terrifying scene, Qianwu somehow felt that way again.

Very lonely, very sad, with a lingering trace of sadness.At this horrific juncture, he seems to have empathized with the female ghost miraculously.

The female ghost's eyes were cold and piercing. She looked at Qianwu fixedly, and slowly drew the long knife from behind.

It was a half-human long machete, and when it was pulled out, it completely destroyed the female ghost's bun. With the cold light flickering, the other half of her beautiful face was also engulfed in wax oil and burned into an ugly shape.

Qianwu's heartbeat hovered, and he could almost foresee the long knife coming towards his head.He propped himself onto the bed with one hand and wanted to turn over and roll away, but the female ghost suddenly swung a long knife, the blade circled around him like a flexible water snake, and then chopped towards the chest of drawers behind him with a clang, leaving a decisive line on the dark countertop. knife edge.

"Don't eat indiscriminately!" the female ghost said viciously.

In the next second, it was as if someone pushed hard from behind, pushing him back from the dream to reality.Qianwu let out a breath suddenly, and found that he was already lying on the bed at some point, the high ceiling was still above his sight, and the room was warm and quiet.

The sound of the clock ticking became clearer, and there were no red candles on the table. He looked back and found that the cracks cut by the knife on the chest of drawers were gone.

He slowly got up and walked forward, and opened the bar for opening the wine again.The drawer slid out silently along the track, and the fragrance was tangy, and the cold liquid dripped down and dripped on the instep.

Two bottles of red wine, one intact, the other broken and spilled everywhere.

The one that was chopped up happened to be the bottle on the right that he was supposed to take.

Qianwu stared at the broken wine bottle in a daze for a while, but also seemed to be thinking about something.

After a long five or six minutes, he finally came back to his senses, picked up another bottle of red wine, and quickly opened the bottle with a tool.