Infinite Nerves [Infinity]

The whole room watched Qu Ying cover her chest with her palms and muttered to herself, and fell silent.

After a long time, Peng Peng stretched out his hand and patted her on the shoulder stiffly, "It's good that you're fine, no matter whether your mental state is normal or not, we will still guard you in your room tonight."

Zhong Liye raised his leg and kicked him, "Be careful what you say!"

Qu Ying smiled, "I know you guys think I'm abnormal, but this kind of thing, no matter who it is, no one will believe it."

Jiang pondered for a long time before saying, "Since you have nerves, you shouldn't believe in ghosts and gods. However, before, I always thought that there was a wall between the real world and the dungeon world. There are ghosts and gods in the nerves, but not in the real world."

Qian Wu could tell that he was violating the principles and forcibly comforting Qu Ying, but Qu Ying shook her head and said, "It's not a ghost, I didn't say that my brother's ghost came back to find me. It's more like a guard of heart between us. It is what our blood relatives are born with, and I still have my brother's organs on my body."

"..."

Peng Peng had a serious face, "Actually, if you explain it as ghosts and gods, maybe we can understand it better."

Qu Ying shook her head stubbornly, "But it's really not a ghost. By the way, didn't that little man say that Qianwu was his spiritual guardian? It almost meant the same thing. My brother died, but he became my soul guardian. When I need it , he is with me."

Jiang Chen's expression instantly became very complicated.

"But it is absolutely impossible for Qianwu to protect that guy." He tried to maintain patience, and said carefully: "And Qianwu will never die before him."

Qu Ying nodded as it should, "I'm just making an analogy. People without soul guardians don't understand the feeling of possession. You can't understand. You think I have a split personality and I'm mentally abnormal. I can accept it."

"..."

The conversation ended with a minute of silence.

"Is your brother the founder of Ying?" Jiang Chen asked suddenly.

Qu Ying shook her head and said: "My parents died early, and my brother was only 15 years old when he took over the restaurant, but he has always been very capable and made the restaurant better than before."

Everyone sat on the bed and chatted about the past, Qian Wu first went back to the room to take a shower.After taking a shower, the closet door opened automatically again, and the dresses hanging inside were swept away, and all of them became silk nightgowns.Nightgowns were more of a choice than gowns, and he took a moment to pick out a moon-white one with a dark blue belt.

The belt was loosely tied into a knot at the waist, and a clean and noble figure appeared in the dressing mirror.Qianwu accidentally glanced at the mirror, paused in his footsteps, and suddenly felt a strange trance.

He stared at himself in the mirror, walked to the bed after a while, took out a calming candle from the bedside table, lit it, and put the dry unknown flower petals beside the pillow.

He'd never done anything like this before, but it seemed as if he should do it now.

Jiang Chen suddenly appeared by the door, looking at him in a nightgown, his expression softened unconsciously.

"Did you finish washing?" Jiang Chen asked, "Did you dry your hair?"

Qianwu hummed, "Come on, I'll go to Qu Ying's room first."

Jiang Chen walked towards the bathroom and said, "You can wait for me for a while, Peng Peng Zhongliye will go back to wash after we go back."

Qianwu nodded.

In fact, he had an intuition that Qu Ying would be fine, the judgment on the wall would not be false, and there was a high probability that it would be Christmas Eve tonight.

The sound of Jiang Chen sitting in the bathtub came from the bathroom, and Jiang Chen raised his voice from inside: "Now we know that the trigger condition for the death of the waltz night is to be alone. According to the mission description, there is a high probability that there will be a tango night. alternately."

"With Qu Ying, one of the two death mechanisms in the dungeon is automatically invalidated, so it's a mistake." Qianwu said while flipping through other things in the room.

The castle room is the most realistic and vivid of all the replicas. It is not like a guest room, but like someone has actually lived in it.Every drawer of the chest of drawers is stuffed to the brim. The owner of the room is very delicate. There are calming candles and dried flowers by the bedside. Inside the chest of drawers is a stack of cloth covers that can cover the corners of all the furniture. The lampshades are divided into different levels of shading There are more than a dozen kinds, the cups and saucers for drinking milk, coffee and tea are completely separated, and there are even countless sets of goblets for drinking different varieties of wine.

Qianwu suddenly remembered that when he was taking a bath just now, there were wooden niches full of different spices, probably hundreds of them.

He has always admired an elegant and enjoyable life attitude, which coincides with the owner of this room.

The sound of water came from the bathroom again, and then Jiang Chen appeared at the door, and said disgustedly: "The young master who lived in this room before, is hypocritical, no wonder the family is ruined."

Qianwu: "..."

The wardrobe door opened again, inviting Jiang Chen to change into comfortable pajamas.However, he only glanced at it before turning his head indifferently.

"You want to sleep in dress pants?" Qian Wu frowned.

Jiang Chen said, "I'll change it when I'm sleeping, I want to go upstairs and search, it's inconvenient to wear a nightgown."

While they were talking, they both felt the air around them become quieter for a moment.Immediately, the clock in the castle rang again.

Cuckoo, cuckoo—

Qianwu stopped looking at things and listened carefully to the bell.

"It's eleven o'clock." Jiang Chen said.

As soon as the words fell, Peng Peng's exclamation suddenly sounded in the corridor.Qianwu immediately put down the things in his hands and walked over, pushed open the door, only to see Peng Peng and Zhong Liye coming out of Qu Ying's room one by one.

The picture is very strange, as if their feet are trying to move forward, but their upper body is shrinking back in resistance.Peng Peng gripped Qu Ying's door firmly with his hands, gritted his teeth and said, "Don't go, we have to be with you tonight no matter what."

Qian Wu tentatively walked out, before his toes left the door, an invisible cold hand grabbed his ankle from behind, if it wasn't for Jiang Chen's support, his upper body almost jumped out.

"It's another dungeon with mandatory access control." Qu Ying stood inside the door and said thoughtfully: "The time limit is at eleven o'clock in the evening. Players can only stay in the room where they first arrived."

Invisibly, it seemed as if a hand was breaking Peng Peng's hand holding the door, one by one, his fingers, and then Peng Peng's two arms were quickly twisted backwards, and those hands were like escorting a prisoner. He escorted back to the room and pushed in viciously.

Zhong Liye was in a similar situation, everyone could only stand in the door of their respective rooms.

"Don't worry. I'll be fine." Qu Ying looked calm, "Everyone, be alert at night and protect yourself."

Jiang Chen nodded, "That's the only way to go, take care."

The plan to search at night can only be shelved.

Jiang Chen finally changed into a nightgown and lay on the bed. Qianwu picked out several lampshades for a long time, and chose the one with the most solid material to cover the bedside night lamp, and adjusted the only cluster of light to be dim and soft. .Then he chose on the bookshelf for a while, and found an atlas to lie on the bedside to read.

Jiang Chen watched him fiddling and tossing, hesitant to speak.

Qian Wu said calmly while turning the pages of the book: "Pretentious, isn't it."

Jiang Chen said softly, "I don't think so."

Qianwu raised his eyes and glanced at him from behind the pages of the book, "Don't hide it, if you didn't grow up together, and somehow developed a feeling that you have to go to bed together, I'm the kind of person you hate the most."

Jiang Chen didn't answer, staring at the cover of the book in his hand, as if he was interested.

Qianwu suddenly raised his lips and smiled, "Have you ever gritted your teeth and hated me?"

Jiang Chen was silent for a long time, and said, "Yes."

He paused and then said, "When I was young, I was so spoiled by you that my three views collapsed. I once wanted to deliberately bully you and make you cry. So I secretly took the dessert from your lunch box."

Qianwu was a little dazed, "Why don't I have any impression? There are snacks every day."

Jiang Chen sighed, "Because my mother was eccentric, I put a few more for you in the grid on the second floor, because I never got them, so I don't know that there are still things that can be hidden there."

Qianwu was silent, and after a few seconds, he couldn't hold back his laughter and fell down on the bed.

Jiang Chen continued to say quietly: "I got used to it later on. But when we were in college, we went on vacation for the first time, and there was one time, because of something... Anyway, I was so pissed off by your squeamishness that you took it to a new height, but that time I--"

He refused to speak in the middle of the sentence, yawned and said he was sleepy, and turned off the light casually.

The room was pitch black, and Qianwu suddenly felt something was wrong.

He and Jiang Chen once went to sketch in a forest villa, and living on the mountain was inconvenient. He was not happy to sleep on the hard bed on the first night, and Jiang Chen was still very indulgent, which made him cry.

Qianwu remembered that day, and then he wanted to understand why, and immediately kicked Jiang Chen under the quilt.

"It's already a thing of the past." Jiang Chen was serious, "After breaking up once, the grievances and grievances before the breakup will be wiped out, understand?"

Qianwu sneered, "It's better to divide it again."

Jiang Chen didn't say anything, the room was silent.

A few seconds later, Qian Wu raised his eyebrows, and just wanted to say that you should be angry for such a small joke, but Jiang Chen stretched out his hand to cover his mouth.

Jiang Chen's hands were not weak, as if he was deliberately exerting force. For a moment, he thought that this guy was going to show his beast again.

But Jiang Chen whispered in his ear, "There is something outside the door."

In the dark room, there is only the regular sound of the clock ticking.Jiang Chen slowly let go of his hands and lay motionless on the bed.

Qianwu held his breath and listened carefully. It took a century and a long time before he heard the movement on the door.It's like the cloth is accidentally rubbing against the door, if there is nothing there, if you listen carefully, you can feel it, but if it is an auditory hallucination, it is completely believable.

Qianwu silently squeezed Jiang Chen's hand in the dark—are you sure?

Jiang Chen tapped on the palm of his hand—very sure.

The voice that followed immediately verified Jiang Chen's thoughts.

The door of Tu Tu Tu's room was knocked from the outside.

In the silent old castle at midnight, there was a knock on the door that reminded me of death.

The sound frequency of duk, tuk, duk became slower, but it seemed more impatient.The things outside the door seemed to be killing patience, and they were about to break into the door in the next second.

tuk-tuk-tuk-

The moment Qian Wu couldn't help asking, Jiang Chen grabbed his wrist and covered his mouth with his hand again.

After a long time, a man's hoarse and soft voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"Master, are you asleep?"

That voice sounded normal, and the moment it sounded, it even softened the eerie feeling of midnight.However, through a door, the voice seemed to have a strong penetrating power, and it echoed repeatedly when it penetrated into the house, with its own echo.

"Young master?" The people outside the door laughed softly, "It seems that the young master can sleep well today, so I can rest assured."

When he smiled, Qianwu's body froze suddenly.

It was in the ballroom today, when he and Jiang Chen found out that tampering with the rules would not work.

Jiang Chen silently turned around and gently hugged him, put his hands on the back of his head to comfort him subconsciously.

"Good night, my young master. May you sleep soundly, without sorrow and trouble in your dreams."

The hoarse voice said so outside the door, gradually lowered, as if bowing to the door.

After another half a minute, Jiang Chen let go of his hands and said, "Let's go."

"What kind of ears are you?" Qianwu asked in a low voice, "Can you hear him coming?"

Jiang Chen didn't say a word, as if he was thinking about something in the dark, before he whispered for a long time: "My hearing is not that good, it was more like a kind of vigilance just now. It's strange, I also feel that my instinctive vigilance towards the thing outside the door is more vigilant than others. The boss in the dungeon is stronger."

Qianwu stared blankly at the ceiling in the darkness.

Jiang Chen said in a low voice: "If you guessed right, he might be the housekeeper Edmund. Is there something on you that made him think you were Cyril?"

"It's hard to say." Qianwu said frankly: "If this is Cyril's room, then I used his bathtub, lit his sleeping candle, sprinkled his dried flower petals, and wore his nightgown, I chose his lampshade at random. After all, we have a common attitude towards life and aesthetics."

Jiang Chen: "..."

Qian Wu paused, then suddenly thought of something, and said, "Oh, that book I just picked out at random, there is a line of handwriting on the title page."

"What word?"

Qianwu said: "My favorite book, Cyril."

Jiang Chen: "..."

In the dark room, Jiang Chen turned over and couldn't help sighing.

"Mr. Qianwu, you really have the talent to trigger the boss, it's amazing." He couldn't help but whispered: "This is the first night, and we avoided the hunting conditions of the first night, that's okay— —”

As soon as the words were finished, the door suddenly sounded from outside the corridor.

Jiang Chen's voice stopped abruptly, he sat up abruptly, and turned to look at Qianwu.

"Why would anyone open the door?" he asked.

Qianwu also asked in a daze: "Could it be that thing went door to door to ask? But we didn't hear his voice again—"

Before the words fell, a male player's terrified cry came out of nowhere.The cry was far away, not in the corridor, but seemed to be in the opposite room, because the door was pushed open, the sound came out.

He didn't utter a complete sentence, but just screamed hysterically, and then the door was slammed shut, making a heavy bang, and the scream became muffled and muffled until it completely disappeared in the silent midnight.

The dead silence returned to the corridor, as if nothing had happened.There were no more knocks or screams, as if all the players were sleeping soundly.

But Qianwu deeply believes that at this moment, the other 26 people who are still alive must all be staring at the ceiling in horror.

Death is on patrol, no one sleeps peacefully.

After a while, Jiang Chen suddenly stretched out his hand to cover Qianwu's mouth again.

The low and hoarse voice suddenly sounded outside the door again.

"Master, are you really asleep?" He asked in a low voice, "I was passing by just now, and I seemed to hear your voice. Do you have anything to tell me? Can I come in?"

Cold sweat burst out of his hair in an instant, Qian Wu silently stretched out his hand to the lucky bag under the pillow, Jiang Chen let go of his hand covering his mouth, and reached for the sharp saber.

Said in a low and hoarse voice, "If you haven't slept, please respond."

Jiang Chen gestured to his lips, and Qian Wu nodded silently.

"I seem to have heard your voice, alas—" the man sighed angrily outside, "Could it be that I heard it wrong? Maybe, I am also getting old. After the death of the old general, it was not only you who were in great pain, I was also exhausted physically and mentally, and my body was going from bad to worse."

The voice disappeared, and Qianwu didn't dare to speak again until the next bell rang.

He was lying on the bed in shock, but he couldn't help worrying about Peng Peng.

Peng Peng is the most prone to accidents, I am afraid that the person knocked on the door, and before he could speak to induce, Peng Peng asked carelessly, "Who is it?"

Thinking of this, Qianwu couldn't sleep even more, he turned over four or five times in a row, and subconsciously relaxed his movements.

Jiang Chen leaned over and kissed him lightly on the lips, the thin kiss went down, then kissed his neck and shoulders, and said in a very low voice, "They will be fine, don't worry."

In the darkness, Qianwu subconsciously circled Jiang Chen's back.

Jiang Chen said in a low voice: "Qu Ying and Zhong Liye are very cautious, Peng Peng is very timid, if there is a knock on the door, he must immediately close his eyes and pretend to be dead."

Jiang Chen's voice was very low, Qian Wu hummed almost silently, and said in a breathy voice: "That thing should go, I'm asleep."

After saying this, he turned his back to Jiang Chen and closed his eyes.

After a few seconds, Qianwu opened his eyes again.

Jiang Chen didn't respond to him just now, not even saying good night.

Qianwu suddenly felt something was wrong, and whispered: "Jiang Chen?"

"En." The person behind him responded immediately, with a trace of hesitation in his voice, he said, "It's a bit weird, I—"

Qianwu thought something was wrong with him, so he turned to look at him, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Chen paused, and whispered in a serious and confused voice: "I want you very much."

The author has something to say: Just think about it.

Little Nervous slammed on the floor angrily and said.