Picked up a bunch of hair in the game

In the end, of course Shen Chen failed to abduct Xu Zhaohe to bed as he wished.

The system prompts that after the No.1 deceased person appeared, he arrived late, [Ding! 】The sound woke up the tense players outside.

[Issuing the dungeon task:

Find out the truth about the artist's death;

②Leave the town alive. 】

All players have the ultimate goal of surviving. Generally speaking, the system specifically mentions it in the task, which means that completing this task will get extra points. To put it bluntly, it is actually a subsidy for difficult dungeons.

Although they had been prepared in their hearts, everyone still felt a little thumped when they heard this reminder.

Zhao Lulu lowered her head and picked her fingers, her face pale.

She clearly knew the reason why her boss Ruan Jing brought her here. She thought it would be enough to live for such a long time, but she was still——not reconciled.

The system prompts that it is a full copy announcement. Brother Zhao, who was still on the bed at that time, blinked after hearing this, and stretched out his hand to push away Shen Chen who was sticking tightly, "Go out and have a look."

The hand on the chest felt a uniquely human temperature, Shen Chen smiled in a low voice, grabbed the finger before it completely left, and hid it by his side with peace of mind, eyes crooked and said with a smile: "Let's go."

Wu Wa was amazed at the side, and finally only had time to remind Xu Zhaohe that there were many small things outside, and watched the two of them open the door and go away, sighing.

……

Since the system promulgated the task of the dungeon, everyone could no longer feel at ease, and was forced to regain their desire to actively explore the dungeon.

This is the residence of the artist back then. Since the dungeon let them live here, it must be related to the task.

It's just that the closer the place is to the truth, the more dangerous it is. Everyone hugged their thighs in a group, and it seemed to be very happy for a while.

Tang An's face has been grim since the two left. Xiong Lin and Zou Bei wanted to comfort them but couldn't do anything, and their faces were also grim.

"Everyone is starting to look for clues?" Xu Zhaohe walked towards the three of them, glanced at the hurried gamers, and turned around to talk to Tang An.

"Brother Sheng." Tang An breathed a sigh of relief, and his tightly pursed lips relaxed a little bit, "They have to continue looking for clues for the mission, but this is only the first day, and the dungeon has given a total of seven days. There won't be any big discoveries."

"Yeah." Xu Zhaohe didn't deny it, turned his face to look at the unobstructed window, and could still hear the sound of wind and snow rushing upwards from a long distance, and said, "Let's go too."

"it is good."

Tang An bent his lips and smiled, and he became a harmless smiling young man again.

Xiong Lin and Zou Bei looked at each other in dismay for a moment, staring at Tang An, a good younger brother who was following Brother Zhao diantically, who looked like "I'm not happy with the whole world" before.

"By the way, there are many little things in this villa."

"What?" Xiong Lin recovered from his sigh, and looked at Xu Zhaohe in puzzlement.

"I'm not very clear either, the dolls told me." Brother Zhao shrugged his shoulders, and he was not stingy with sharing the information that the dolls could share with his companions as allowed by the rules.

As soon as they heard that this was a smuggling clue from the lurking ghosts in the dungeon, the three of them took this vague information seriously in their hearts.

A group of four people just wandered around the villa while discussing, plus Lucifer who was fishing, they didn't expect to get anything out of him, after all, they are high-level ghosts, and what they know must be within the bounds of the rules .

Soon, the time quietly approached seven o'clock in the evening.

Except for a few more high-risk items, including but not limited to cheap-looking things like the cheap porcelain vase, everyone did not find any other valuable clues, including the mysterious locked room in Director Wang's story.

And as soon as [-]:[-] came, the maids rushed out from the room next to the kitchen. The cooks, the cooks, and the vegetables cut the vegetables in an orderly manner, with no expression on their faces. They were obviously useless NPCs set up, asking The kind that doesn't give any clues.

Wait until 07:30, dinner starts on time.

Almost nothing made the air pressure among the people even lower, and they were gloomy and gloomy together, and they didn't know what to eat.

Nothing happened during the dinner, everyone had no appetite, so they continued to look for things related to the artist in the villa, and did not gather in the living room until 08:30 to share the day's income in front of the burning warm fireplace .

There are still no clues, but this is only the first day, and there are no other accidents except for the death of one person, so it is considered smooth.

Xu Zhaohe was still leaning on the sofa with Shen Chen, his eyes reflected the beating fire in the fireplace, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a round of sharing, the living room became quiet again. The heavy and oppressive atmosphere made it almost impossible to lift one's head, and one's breathing became lighter.

Zhao Lulu picked her nails, quietly raised her head to look at the black umbrella CP who was leaning against each other, and then drooped her head weakly.

Staying together will not help, but because one person died before, and now their number is exactly 18, nine rooms need to be redistributed in a small area.

They thought it was the dungeon's sinister intentions, and one person who died would make up an even number, but Tang An, who was naturally separated, looked at Brother Zhao worriedly, and there was only one "person" left in their room.

But with Lucifer around, his worries seemed a little unnecessary.

In the end, Tang An shared a room with another male player, and Shi Lan, who had lost his companion, lived with another female player.

All the above things were finally arranged. Ruan Jing who was beside Zhao Lulu saw that everyone was about to stand up and say something concluding, when her ears suddenly caught a slight sound of "duk-duk".

At first everyone thought it was the sound of wind and snow knocking on the door, and the windows rattled when the wind was strong before, so although many people heard it, they didn't take it to heart.

But when the voice of "Tuk Tuk" became louder and clear enough that people could not ignore it and couldn't hear it wrongly, everyone's hearts tightened to the limit again, and they looked in the direction of the door in horror.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk--"

Crisply, cleanly, without the slightest hesitation or pause, something is knocking on the door! ! !

The beating heart almost blocked his throat. Someone opened his mouth to ask what it was, but no sound came out of his mouth.

Besieged in a closed villa in a snowstorm, everyone is trapped in it and cannot escape.

But now, in the long dark night when the truth can't be seen outside, in the swift and irresistible bitter and bitter snowstorm, something came quietly and knocked on the only door leading to the outside world.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk-"

After a while, the voice became louder and louder, hitting everyone's hearts hard, causing them to stop and their pupils constricted.

"What, what should I do?"

Finally someone couldn't help asking in a trembling voice, and then he covered his mouth and leaned against his companion, as if afraid of attracting the attention of the thing outside.

Ever since hearing that voice, Xu Zhaohe has been standing quietly, looking in the direction of the door without blinking.

He didn't look away until some players finally raised questions, and said, "Don't worry about it, go back to sleep."

"Don't care? Then what if he comes in!" Bai Xi, who was dissatisfied with eating apples before, spoke again, Ruoyou glanced at Shen Chen who had been unresponsive from beginning to end, and sneered.

"You want to care? Are you going to open the door?" Brother Zhao asked back, as if he really didn't understand why someone would ask such a stupid question.

Obviously, why do people knock on the door if they can come in directly, and they can't make people stop knocking. If they don't go back to sleep, why don't they go thousands of miles to give away their heads?

The thing outside made no other sounds except knocking on the door, and it was unknown if it was an intelligent creature that could talk, or a low-level ghost just to scare them.

Although I am a little curious and want to know the answer, but it has been frozen for so long today, so I should go back to rest first.

Hearing Watson's unceremonious reply to Bai Xi, who was always eccentric, many people pursed their lips quietly. It was not the time to laugh, and the fear in their hearts dissipated a lot for a while.

"Okay, let's go back to rest first." At the critical moment, Zou Bei spoke, and everyone had no objections, and scattered and scrambled to the bedroom.

Xu Zhaohe and Shen Chen also walked to their room with the crowd, and stopped when they reached the door. Brother Zhao looked at the painting on the wall facing their room diagonally.

The huge painting took up almost half of the wall. He looked at it carefully in the afternoon. There was nothing but the white wind and snow, and the snow-capped mountains in the distance were almost hard to find, which fit the current weather very well.

"What's the matter?" Seeing him stop, Shen Chen also stopped, his eyes followed him to look at the painting, his expression remained unchanged, "Is there any problem?"

"No." Xu Zhaohe withdrew his gaze, then raised his hand to open the door, pressed the switch next to the door to turn on the light, and walked in.

Wuwa was playing cards idly on the bed next to the wall, like a group of monsters dancing and flying cards all over the bed. Seeing the two of them coming back, she put away the Ye Mingzhu that she had previously put away in order not to attract attention, and said obediently, "Zhaozhao Xiaoying, you are back!"

Xu Zhaohe: "Good boy."

Shen Chen: "..." It seems like it's been a long time since I've been beaten again!

Wu Wa felt the knife from Master Lucifer, and she couldn't help but be afraid and at the same time try to hold herself up!Don't be cowardly!

After all, they are not the dolls who just knelt down and shouted "Lord Lucifer will rule the world forever". After such a long period of observation, they have come to a truth: in front of Zhaozhao, Lucifer is just a paper tiger!

As if the Diao Diao baby with the oracle in his hand had the guts to stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun, he waved the cards and greeted with a smile: "Zhao Zhao, come and play cards!"

Xu Zhaohe raised his eyebrows and began to feel a little itchy, so he raised his legs and walked towards the dolls' beds, and fought a few rounds with a group of dolls who didn't know the heights of heaven and earth, leaving Lucifer sitting alone on another lonely bed, his face covered Resentment.

The grieving ghost said, "Zhao Zhao, it's time to sleep."

Xu Zhaohe threw out his opponent A, "It's still early."

"That side is occupied by dolls, you sleep with me here."

Wu Wa raised her eyelids and sneered in her heart: Lucifer is so sinister!

It's a pity that the winking eyes were thrown to the blind man, Brother Zhao, who was about to kill all the dolls again, was full of poker in his eyes, and said coldly: "If you are sleepy, go to sleep first."

Shen Chen: "???"

The author has something to say: Shen Chen: Me?Sleepy? ? ?Are you serious?