Infinite Nerves [Infinity]

It was difficult to walk at night, Qianwu was wearing Jiang Chen's overcoat, with a crisp collar to slightly cover the red marks on his neck, gauze was wrapped around the palm hanging on the side of his body.

Jiang Chen has been looking at his two wounds intentionally or unintentionally, sighing silently.

Chien Wu said, "Actually, the knife wound on your arm is really serious. I'm worried that things will change, so I need to issue a copy as soon as possible."

Jiang Chen didn't say a word, and fumbled around in his trouser pockets.Qianwu thought he was flipping through Tang and cutting candles, and had no energy to look at it. After walking for a while, a hand suddenly stretched out in front of him, holding something that was shining in the night. bar of chocolate.

Qianwu's eyes lit up.

Qu Ying’s restaurant will give guests some small desserts, sometimes it’s a perfect match, sometimes it’s cookies, all of which are made by the restaurant itself.

Jiang Chen hummed, "Last time, the Gate of the Past, I took it away before I left." He coaxed you when he was depressed.

Qianwu bent his eyes and smiled, and peeled off the tin foil, revealing the chocolate sprinkled with cocoa powder inside, the taste of chocolate and butter melted on the tip of his tongue, he sighed in satisfaction.

"When we get nervous in the future, we can go to Duofu Mountain to sketch for two months, but it's inconvenient to live on the mountain, so we need to stock up on your favorite snacks before going up the mountain." Jiang Chen suddenly laughed again, "You didn't drink alcohol before, but now We can have a drink together."

Qianwu noticed that his eyes were very bright, and at this moment he finally lost the sharpness and calmness of the young commander, and was filled with expectations.

In fact, he still can't figure it out, the people who will be pulled into the nerves are people who are on the verge of collapse in the real world, but Jiang Chen looks very normal from the beginning to the end.

Even in the days of loneliness and depression, Jiang Chen can restrain loneliness with a powerful calmness.

There was a latch on the door of Futian's courtyard, and Jiang Chen easily rolled into the courtyard with his uninjured arm, and opened the door for Qianwu from the inside.

Like all the knives in the town, the wooden gallbladder was hung on the bedroom door in the middle of the night to guard the house.The two approached, but there was no sound from it, but the sound of the old man sleeping and snoring came from the room.

Qianwu leaned closer to observe the huge crack on the scabbard for a long time, and said in a low voice: "The blood light has disappeared."

Probably eaten up.

"This knife has no aura at all, it's just a piece of wood." Jiang Chen frowned and looked at it for a while, then tried to pull out the knife again, but he still couldn't pull it out.

Qian Wu tried again, but it was as useless as in the daytime, making people wonder if the knife could be pulled out.

"It doesn't make any sound." Qianwu stretched out his hand to caress the handle of the knife, thoughtfully.

Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows, "What sound do you want?

"

Qianwu didn't answer, and after a while, he stretched out his hand and slowly removed the gauze wrapped around his palm, and moved closer to the wound.

The bleeding had already stopped, but just now when he was entangled with the viper, he leaned on the bed with his hand, and pressed the wound open again, blood oozing from the incision.

The small courtyard was quiet, only the old man's snoring through the door, and his guts didn't move.

Qianwu looked at it in surprise, and after thinking for a while, he suddenly understood, and raised his eyes to look at the door behind Mu Dan.

"Jiang Chen." He tugged at Jiang Chen's sleeve, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "This knife has aura, don't call it wood anymore."

Jiang Chen looked at him with a look that you know again.

Qianwu whispered in his ear: "It was very excited when it smelled blood in the morning, but it didn't move, maybe it was afraid of waking Futian. If you don't believe me, look——"

He said that he covered the crack in the scabbard with his injured hand, and finally saw the knife trembling silently.The vibration was small, but tense, as if a person on the verge of collapse was trying to endure the excitement in his body.

Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows suddenly, "Don't say it, this knife looks a bit like you."

"Huh?" Qianwu was taken aback, "What?"

Jiang Chen didn't speak any more, a wicked smile flashed across his eyes, and he stopped it quickly, turning his head away.

Qianwu suddenly understood, blushed, and kicked him.

The snoring in the room stopped, and the old man babbled twice, as if turning over.

It may be that he heard a little movement in a daze, and he didn't sleep as deeply as before.Qian Wu didn't want to wait any longer, he took out the saber from Jiang Chen's back waist, and scratched his forearm reluctantly.

Jiang Chen's expression was extremely disapproving, but he couldn't stop it.

When the fresh blood poured out, Mudan seemed to be going crazy, but before it made a sound, Qianwu had already closed the wound.

The rough sawdust rubbed against the painter's delicate skin, and the wound was painful and itchy. After a long time, Qianwu raised his hand, only to see the blood in the cracks in the wood.The golden-red blood flowed on the half-inch exposed blade, reaching out to get closer to the wood crack, the cold air was overwhelming.

"Let's go." Qianwu said in a low voice.

Jiang Chen was not very happy all the way out of the courtyard.

After discovering that he can feed the knife, he tries to replace Chiu-wu with his own wound, but apparently the knife has no interest in his blood.

When the two returned to their residence, Jiang Chen opened the courtyard door for Qianwu as before, and then they froze in place.

There was a dead silence in the courtyard, and the three of Peng Peng sat on the ground and fell asleep leaning against the water tank.

Jiang Chen stepped forward immediately, and the three of them were breathing steadily, but were sleeping soundly.Pushed by him, Peng Peng slumped on Zhong Liye's body, Zhong Liye woke up suddenly, blinked his sleepy eyes, "Huh?"

Then he realized something and pushed Peng Peng awake, "Why did you fall asleep here, where is Qu Ying?"

Qian Wu woke up Qu Ying, and the three sleeping people were stunned.

"Aren't you told to continue prying the floor tiles?" Jiang Chen asked.

Qu Ying was a little embarrassed and said: "It's for prying, and I also... I forgot what happened, and I feel so sleepy, so..."

Qianwu asked: "What time did you go to sleep?"

The three of them thought for a while, as if collectively lost their memory, Zhong Liye said, "My last memory is to go to the warehouse and get a pry knife out, probably about 10 minutes after you left."

Ten minutes after they left, it was exactly one hour.

Qianwu suddenly felt something was wrong, "Aren't those two rooms noisy all the time? When did it stop?"

Jiang Chen had already strode towards the two rooms where he played games all night. The moment he broke the door, a strong bloody smell rushed into his nasal cavity. Qianwu wanted to cough, but he inhaled more bloody smell, and immediately retched his stomach.

Two rooms, 24 people in each room, six people died in one room, and nineteen people died horribly in the other room.

Standing at the door of the room where nineteen people died, Peng Peng was so frightened that he opened his mouth wide open silently after a long time, sat on the ground and rubbed his back.

"This room may have been discussing drinking dreams just before they fell into a collective coma. Everyone thought they would not sleep tonight." Jiang Chen analyzed in a cold tone. After a long time, he turned his head and rubbed the bridge of his nose.

There are 80 people in the original, and now there are only 23 people left except for the team of five.

Zhong Liye stepped into the two rooms one after another, waking up the players who were lying with the corpses soaked in blood. There was constant screaming and crying in the courtyard. In the tank.

Qian Wu returned to the room, listening to the crying outside, felt a splitting headache.

"You have caught a cold." Jiang Chen stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, "It seems that he has a low-grade fever, and there are many injuries on his body. I'll ask Zhong Liye for some antibiotics later."

Qian Wu nodded, his heart was blocked, Jiang Chen probably didn't feel well, no one could remain indifferent to the deaths of more than ten or twenty people every day.

Qiangzi also died.

Wang Bin sat blankly on the ground in the yard holding his teammate's lantern, which was always on.

Qianwu walked over to ask, and he said softly: "This is the prop he got in the first dungeon, and he carried everyone in the first dungeon. This lantern is on his body, and it will turn on when ghosts or dangers approach. Liang, so I have always been at ease with him, even if other teammates accidentally die, I am still very at ease—”

The tip of Wang Bin's nose suddenly moved violently, and then he sobbed, buried his face in his hands, and said with a sob, "But when the lantern was lit this time, we all fell asleep, and no one knew the danger was coming. We were playing games in the same room. He happened to be replaced when there was a replacement on the hour. If he hadn't been replaced at that time, he would have stayed in our house and probably wouldn't have dreamed about the knife."

The lantern fell to the ground innocently, rolled twice, and then went out suddenly.

The double insurance mechanism of replacing players on the spot was actually proposed by Qiangzi.

Qianwu wanted to comfort him but couldn't say it, so he could only pat him on the shoulder feebly.

The rest of the people sat in the yard until dawn, Qianwu had a severe headache, went back to sleep for a while, and felt cold all over when he woke up, as if his body had been drained of strength.Qu Ying cooked a big pot of porridge, stewed beef in it, and made a bowl of boiled eggs in sugar water for Qian Wu.He ate all his breakfast, but he was still lacking energy.

"There are new rules of survival." Jiang Chen said standing at the door.

Last night passed, and as everyone expected, a new rule appeared.

【#5 Don't resist the dream coming】

Wang Bin stared at those small words for a long time, his eyes were astonishingly red as bloodshot, he turned around and roared angrily, slashing at the water tank to vent.

"Everyone, someone died again on the night of the moon yesterday." Xiao Hechuan shouted outside the courtyard gate: "The prince of Erdaoxiang died, and only his little grandson is left."

Wang Taigong is the old man who told Jiang Chen and Qianwu the story of the assassin the day before yesterday.

Clues still need to be investigated, and everyone rushed to the dilapidated courtyard in silence, where the funeral was in progress.There was no one in Wang Taigong's family who could do anything, and the neighbors came to help, and the little grandson stood in the yard blankly, looking at the empty coffin.

Jiang Chen stopped everyone from going in immediately, turned his head and asked the townspeople next to him, "Whose knife came out to hurt people last night?"

"I don't know yet, no one around here has their knives out of their sheaths, and we're still investigating," the man said.

Zhong Liye said, "How does the body look like? Is it an ordinary way of death?"

The man said, "I haven't gone in to see it yet. I think it's bad luck. I don't have any friendship with his family. I'm going to throw some money for the child and I'm going to leave."

While talking, the townspeople inside carried the corpse out with a rag in their pockets.Everyone stood outside the courtyard door and stretched their necks to look in, wanting to see the dead body.

At this moment, a leg on the cloth suddenly rolled down and just hit the little grandson.

The child was hit by a somersault, holding his grandpa's severed leg in a daze, then turned his head to look at the piece of cloth.

The people on the cloth were barely made up. They were originally wounded five times, bloody and bloody.The fallen leg was also drenched in blood.

"Wow!!!!"

The child finally came to his senses and threw his leg away with a scream, and that leg fell beside the threshold, blood and flesh splattered, before Qian Wu could close his eyes, he felt a chill on his face.

He shuddered a bit with the smell of blood, raised his hand to touch his cheek, and stared at the blood on his fingertips.

All the people behind, except Peng Peng and Qu Ying who stood at the outermost side and didn't squeeze in, were all hit.

The author has something to say: Just ask if you are afraid!

The little nerve snorted and called Dad.