Infinite Nerves [Infinity]

After finding that the blood could not be smelled, the old man Futian immediately took everyone back to the residence.

He stood at the gate of the courtyard and said, "The swords in the town don't kill outsiders, you don't need to worry, just rest as soon as possible."

Seeing his hurried expression, Zhong Liye asked: "Are you going to inform everyone to take precautions? How about we go with you, the task we received is to save as many lives as possible in the town."

Anyway, since they were not in the sword pond, everyone made sense. As soon as Zhong Liye finished speaking, some people already planned to turn back and go out.

Futian said, "I want to go home and hide, you have to go by yourself."

"..."

Peng Peng, who was about to step over the threshold just now, almost fell on Qianwu's body.Jiang Chen's face was full of fear, and he pushed him away from Qianwu with his eyes.

The old man explained: "One person must die on a moonlit night. It has been more than two years. At first we tried all kinds of protection efforts, but they were useless. What's more, the one who came out of the mountain tonight is a blood sniffer. Everyone can only pray individually."

Qiangzi, who had been carrying the lantern, suddenly asked, "Every house is closed, and you are the only one who comes out to meet us. Will it put you in danger?"

Qianwu raised his eyebrows and turned to stare at Futian.

The old man sighed, and subconsciously grasped the handle of the saber on his waist, "Actually, the wood gallbladder is one of the four great swords, and I am its owner. Ordinary knives are afraid of the wood gallbladder, and other magic swords are unlikely to cause trouble." .I just feel flustered, Blood Sniff is suddenly dispatched, and I always feel that something is going to happen."

After he finished speaking, he took his leave and left, leaving eighty players standing in the yard.

Wang Bin thought about it and said, "Listen to this, the knives in the town have the ability to compete, and there is a random knives on Yueyaoye that kills people. People who have no knives guarding the guards, or those who are less capable of guarding the knives than it may be hit."

Peng Peng said with emotion: "No wonder there are swords to kill people, but Jianzhen still makes a living by forging knives. Co-authoring is not just for making a living. Everyone wants to forge better knives with higher capabilities. This is a game."

There was some deep meaning in Jiang Chen's eyes, and he whispered: "It's interesting."

Everyone agreed that the investigation would start with tonight's deceased tomorrow, and then they would split up and rest.

Qianwu chose the outermost room near the courtyard door, and Peng Peng and the others followed suit.The players' rooms are still the same, with slightly different orientations, but the furnishings inside are the same, with the simplest wooden tables, chairs, and wooden beds, without any supplies except basic bedding.

Jiang Chen touched the quilt as soon as he entered the door, "It's quite clean, but it's very thin, and the bed board will be a bit hard."

Qianwu said vigilantly: "You should stop this kind of condition."

"I know, I'm just afraid that you won't sleep well." Jiang Chen looked at him with a gentle tone, "I didn't indulge too much, it's only been a few days?"

"..."

Qianwu snapped his fingers, "Seven out of the last eight days."

It's only been a few days.It can be ranked among the top few scariest words Qianwu has heard since he entered the nerve.

Jiang Chen turned his head to tidy the quilt with a low smile, Qu Ying knocked on the door and came in to deliver food.

"The kitchen here is a primitive earthen stove. I don't know how to light a fire, so I probably can't cook much." She sighed, "But there is a big basket of rice balls in the kitchen, as well as some fruits and hot tea. I guess it was given to me by the old man just now." We prepared it. They took it and divided it, so you can also fill your stomachs."

The rice ball was wrapped in glutinous rice paper, and Qianwu took a bite. When the rice was cooked, sushi vinegar was added, and a sour pickled plum was wrapped.

"What background do you say this dungeon is, is it Japanese or Chinese?" Qu Ying asked.

Qian Wu took a sip of hot tea, "It may be mixed."

Jiang Chen looked at the boxy pillows on the bed, "The nerves have always been like this, and the cultural symbols of each copy are very disordered."

"Be careful at night." Qu Ying warned before leaving, "I don't know what's going on, but I feel very uneasy when I enter this courtyard."

"Huh?" Qian Wu, who was seriously eating dinner, couldn't help but look up at her, "Why?"

From the perspective of the sixth sense alone, this dungeon is rare and reassuring.At least Qianwu himself didn't feel anything unusual since he stepped into the courtyard.

Jiang Chen also said, "Nothing happened yet, and that old man doesn't look like a weird character."

"I don't know either." Qu Ying shook her head and said in a low voice, "It's not weird, it's just that something is going to happen. I was a little dazed when I entered this courtyard. Maybe it's because I've been on the boat for a long time?"

Jiang Chen: "It's possible, after all, I was on the boat for four days and three nights this time."

Having just drank the nerve blood a few hours ago, Jiang Chen was not hungry at all, and Qian Wu sat at the table and ate the rice balls for two.

Among all the people, only the blood he drank was sweet, but for some reason, he rejected it almost instinctively. He didn’t smoke too much in the past few days. Instead, he complained about the bad taste. Three meals.

Holding the teacup, Qian Wu thought, Jiang Chen said that he is so difficult to serve.

"Take good care of it with all your heart, but don't let you feel that you are flattering, otherwise you will be very vigilant." Jiang Chen said so on the boat.

The main line of the dungeon was relatively clear this time, and everyone went to bed early.Before going to sleep, Qian Wu went out to look around, and Qiang Zi was sleeping at the other end of his row, and he could recognize it because of the lantern, which was hung under the eaves.

The lantern was off, Qianwu looked at it from a distance in the dark for a while, but couldn't see why.

The wooden bed was very hard, and Qian Wu was not in a good mood when he was sleeping, so Jiang Chen kept hugging him from behind.Not only is the breath familiar, but even the temperature in the embrace is like a hypnotic symbol. After a while, Qianwu yawned sleepily and closed his eyes.

Silent night.

There is a different kind of tranquility in the small courtyard, which can be faintly felt by even the sleeping people.

Qian Wu suddenly felt a chill all over his body, and he who was sleeping in a dream suddenly woke up, and then realized that Jiang Chen turned over and stopped hugging him.

The person who was woken up by the fancy style was very upset, he turned his head subconsciously, but saw that Jiang Chen didn't turn over while sleeping, but sat up suddenly.

In the darkness, Jiang Chen sat on the edge of the bed, silently looking out of the door, his black eyes seemed to be thinking a bit.

"What's wrong?" Qianwu asked in a low voice.

Jiang Chen shushed, took out the red candle under the pillow, and lightly lit it.

"Qu Ying came out of the room." Jiang Chen said in a breathless voice.

Qu Ying lived next door, but Qianwu didn't hear the door opening and closing at all, so she had to admire Jiang Chen's vigilance in her heart.

"Then what's the matter, aren't they allowed to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night?" Qianwu felt helpless, "One team, why doubt it."

Jiang Chen said, "It's not suspicion. Didn't she say that she felt uneasy when she came in? I'm afraid she might be possessed by evil spirits."

He said, still a little worried, silently.The military boots were not easy to wear, so Jiang Chen walked to the door barefoot, and gently pushed the door open a crack.

Qianwu followed to see.

According to Jiang Chen's watch, it is now a quarter past four in the morning, the darkest hour has just passed, and there is a bit of dawn in the groggy night.

Qu Ying walked back and forth at the gate of the courtyard, stopped after two steps, as if she was feeling something with her heart, then frowned and continued walking.In the end, she stood at the door, cautiously stretched out her hands against the door, and tilted her head in confusion, thinking.

"She's still trying to figure out that uneasy feeling." Qian Wu was a little taken aback, "Even if this is really a key scene in the dungeon, it doesn't have to be so hard."

Jiang Chen asked, "Did you feel the uneasiness she said in key scenes before?"

"Forget it." Qianwu thought for a while.At first Tang Jianzhu's wedding room was hidden in the castle, the cemetery in Scone's dungeon, or Cyril's bedroom, he would have the feeling that the clue might be triggered.It's not so much uneasiness as it is faint excitement.

He glanced at Qu Ying again, it was the feeling of being confused and eager to try, but Qu Ying showed it on his face.

Jiang Chen thought for a moment, then said with regret: "I've never had this feeling before, I can only rely on the judgment that a certain place may be a key scene."

"You were born without a sixth sense." Qianwu patted his hand to comfort him, "Don't be sad, it's not some kind of birth defect."

Jiang Chen: "...I'm not sad."

"It's probably the first time she has a strong intuition, so it's fresh." Qianwu yawned, "Go to sleep. She's outside, so you can hear what happened."

Jiang Chen nodded.

When touching the bed, Jiang Chen's movements were still gentle, as if he was afraid that Qu Ying would hear them get up and peep.

Qian Wumeng smiled lowly under the quilt.

Since the last dungeon came out, Jiang Shaoshuai, who never believed in metaphysics, was shocked by the so-called "spiritual protection", especially after he found out that Qian Wuneng and Qu Ying had a peaceful exchange of spiritual protection. I have been anxious for several days in silence.

Qianwu could feel someone's restlessness, frantically wanting to join the topic but was always at a loss.

"Do you have a mind guard?"

He was about to go back to sleep, when he suddenly heard Jiang Chen say this sentence out of nowhere.

He was a little helpless, "Everyone on the boat said, yes."

"Who the hell is it? If you don't tell me who it is, I'll think you don't have it." A certain commander tried to use childish provocative methods in vain.

Qian Wu sighed and opened his eyes, "It's not you, you can give up your heart."

"Give me a name." Jiang Chen's expression was stubborn, a bit like a domineering young commander.

Qian Wu almost wanted to laugh, he was dizzy in the middle of the night, he held his forehead, and said after a while: "It's mom."

When he said the word mother, his tone was unconsciously lowered, very soft, with childlike and innocent admiration.

Jiang Chen was stunned for a while before realizing that what Qianwu was talking about was not his biological mother who had a car accident when he was young, but their mother, the former Mrs. Jiang.

"What happened after her death. It may have been two or three years. Whenever I fell asleep, I often dreamed of her." Qianwu explained in a low voice next to Jiang Chen's ear, as if whispering love words, but his voice was Very peaceful, "Although my situation is not exactly the same as Qu Ying's, I probably understand her feelings. At that time, I was worried that you were going to make a fool of yourself, and in the long days of insomnia afterwards, I could always think of my mother, and when I thought of her, I felt There is still hope ahead, and thoughts of death or self-abandonment will not easily arise."

Jiang Chen stared at him blankly.

"And when I first entered my nerves, there were so many ghosts and ghosts. I didn't feel afraid because I was guarded by my soul." Qianwu opened her clear black eyes and said word by word: "My psychiatrist said that many patients At that stage of my development, I would have the idea of ​​celebrating my birthday, and I was particularly worried about me. But I really didn’t, not even once.”

Jiang Chen was speechless.

After his parents passed away unexpectedly, he was under heavy pressure to prevent the family from being overthrown, coupled with avoiding the pain in his heart, he seldom thought about the two of them.

Instead, it was Qianwu who could always dream of her.

Qianwu suddenly sighed.

"you say--"

Jiang Chen broke free from the emotion of nostalgia, and approached habitually, "Huh?"

Qianwu asked, "May I know that you have been in a row for seven days—"

"..."

Qian Wu looked at Jiang Chen very seriously, "It's not easy to report this kind of thing to your parents, especially since you are still your own son. But you are definitely bullying, right?"

Jiang Chen thought for a moment, "You complain so seriously that I bully others, it will only make me want to bully you and cry."

Qianwu walked away with an expression on his face, and turned around in silence.

When turning around, he pulled Jiang Chen's side of the quilt, and confiscated Jiang Chen's half of the quilt with his movements.

Jiang Chen hugged him from behind again while laughing, Qianwu naturally held his hanging hand in front of him.

It didn't seem long after the two fell asleep, a woman's screaming and crying suddenly cut through the tranquility of the courtyard.

"what--!!!"

The cry was sharp, and Qian Wu's whole body trembled, and behind him, Jiang Chen had already got up and walked to the door vigorously.

"It's not Qu Ying's voice." Qianwu said.

Jiang Chen nodded, "It's not her, she's still at the gate, she's also startled."

As he spoke, he pushed open the door, nodded to Qu Ying who was not far away as a greeting, and then turned his head to look in the direction of the scream from the other side.

The players were all woken up, one after another opened the door and poked their heads out, but after a while, the door of the room from which the scream came was slammed open.

A woman with disheveled hair stumbled out, muttering as she ran, "Blood, blood, dead—"

She was frightened quite a bit, her feet softened before she ran two steps, and she threw herself on the ground.There was fine sand on the rough concrete floor, and blood dripped from the rubbing of both palms on the ground.

Zhong Liye walked over to help her up, took a look into her room, and then paused.

Qian Wu and Jiang Chen also put on their shoes and walked over. From a distance, Qian Wu just walked along her door to see the scene in the room, and then stopped.

A woman was lying on the bed. Her neck, limbs, and waist were all cut open with a big knife.The limbs didn't move, so they still look like a human figure together, but the blood soaked the entire bed.I don't know the exact time of death, but the blood is still flowing, dripping down the soaked bedding to the ground.

There was another bedding on the floor, and the quilt was pulled out from the edge of the mattress in a mess, obviously the owner ran away in a hurry.

The woman cried: "The two of us met in the last dungeon, and we collided again in this dungeon. After discussing last night, we felt that it was better to form a team, so we slept in the same room. She slept on the bed and I slept on the floor. Open your eyes, she's just like this!"

Qu Ying walked over to pat her on the back to comfort her, and asked, "Did you hear anything at night?"

"No, there's nothing." The woman cried: "Who are you to go and see! It's so scary, she still has a smile on her mouth!!"

Hearing this, Qian Wu approached, went all the way to the door, and glanced at the bed.

The woman who had lost a lot of blood had a terribly pale face, but even so, she still couldn't hide her sleeping smile.

The curvature of the corner of the mouth is gentle, as if with a little yearning.

"Damn it, this is the one who was hacked to death with a knife, right? Didn't you say that only the townspeople were killed!"

Peng Peng was furious. Ever since he lost his hat, every time he lost his temper, his hair blew up more visibly.

Everyone looked at each other, and the courtyard door was suddenly pushed open.

A half-aged child was carrying two heavy bags of breakfast, and as he walked into the yard, he muttered familiarly: "I am Xiao Hechuan from the opposite door, and I will take care of you on behalf of Yijian Town today! Yesterday, the wife of the Li family died. Come on, hurry up and eat something, and go investigate after eating—hey, what are you all doing here?"

Everyone turned to look at him.

He was taken aback for a moment, and was about to ask what was wrong when he suddenly moved his nose.

"Why is there a bloody smell?" Xiao Hechuan's expression gradually became serious, and he hesitated to put down the things in his hand.

"what's the situation?"

Qian Wu said solemnly: "We are dead, we were killed by a knife."

The author has something to say: Huh.

How can you believe what your nerves say?

Little Nerve smiled contentedly, and Nerve himself didn't believe what Nerve said.