This NPC really has a problem

Looking at the unconscious girl on the bed, Mr. Lu was dumbfounded.

Mr. Lu called Bai Zhu's name a few times, and pushed him a few times. Bai Zhu showed no signs of waking up. If it wasn't for the weak ups and downs of his body with his breathing, Mr. Lu almost thought he was dead.

When he was at a loss, Mr. Lu saw a corner of colored paper in Bai Zhu's hand.He opened Bai Zhu's clenched palm, and saw the crumpled candy paper held in his hand.

Mr. Lu suddenly remembered something, and his face became unsightly.His gaze fell on the drawer of the half-closed bedside table, which contained a glass jar filled with colorful candies.The gorgeous colors look pleasing to the eye, but Mr. Lu is not in a good mood at all, he just wants to go back and start over.

Why didn't he remember that all the candies in his bedside table were used for medicine?

What should he do now, destroy...destroy the corpse?

Mr. Lu patted his forehead to wake himself up.

There is also a back file... what file back?

That night, the atmosphere at the dinner table was very strange, and the player's team was reduced to two people.Zhong Changya looked at the empty seat of Bai Zhu, and then at Mr. Lu who had a cold (xin) indifferent (xu) face, feeling a butcher's knife hanging around his neck.

Zhong Changya asked in a low voice: "Mr. Lu, do you know where Bai Zhu went?"

"...he fell asleep." The medicine was poured, and he fell asleep.

Mr. Lu lowered his head to cut the steak, the shadow of bangs hanging down covered most of his face, which just concealed his guilty conscience.

He didn't lie, he didn't mean to, he didn't know anything.

The sharp knife fell on the bloodshot steak, and Zhong Changya felt that when Mr. Lu cut the steak slowly, it was as if he was honing his own body dissection skills.

Zhong Changya swallowed.

Along the texture of the beef, the knife cuts a small piece of well-shaped steak like flowing water.The steak was poked into the mouth with a fork, and the inside of the meat was tender pink. Zhong Changya was sure that the steak would not be more than medium rare. Zhong Changya, who couldn't eat too raw meat, looked at Mr. Lu The look at the steak on the plate can be called panic.

Zhong Changya thought of the murderous version of Mr. Lu in the mirror holding a blood-stained hammer. When she first saw that Mr. Lu, she had fear and doubts in her heart. She felt that Mr. Lu was really not the same as the Mr. Lu she had seen. Personally, but at this moment, she began to affirm the authenticity of those things in the past.

How big is Bai Zhu's heart? Dare to have such frequent contact with Mr. Lu...

Mr. Lu said that Bai Zhu fell asleep. Zhong Changya didn't believe it at all. She tacitly agreed that Bai Zhu was cold now.

On the fourth day of the game, half of the team was wiped out, and they got important props, a notebook and a mirror, but they didn't see any shadows of the props for clearing the level. Their game was probably cold again.

Mr. Lu didn't know that Zhong Changya felt sorry for him, and he didn't know that he was blamed for harming travelers again. He reluctantly swallowed that piece of steak, thinking that he still doesn't like to eat too raw meat. Next time When cooking, you can't be so distracted that you fry it until it's half-cooked and then fish it into the bowl.

Although the food was not to his liking, Mr. Lu ate very quickly, lest Zhong Changya and the others would ask him about Bai Zhu again.After finishing the steak in a few mouthfuls, Mr. Lu drank the juice in one gulp, said something and then hurried upstairs.

In Mr. Lu's bedroom on the second floor, Bai Zhu hadn't woken up yet.

Mr. Lu couldn't remember how those candies came from at all, and he didn't know why their medicinal effects were so good. It had been nearly six hours since Bai Zhu was drugged, and Bai Yi didn't show any signs of waking up.Afraid that he would catch a cold, Mr. Lu took off Bai Zhu's coat and shoes with red ears and stuffed him under the blanket.

The sleeping person is wrapped into a cocoon, completely unaware of the inner entanglement of the awake person.

The half-repaired chime clock was thrown on the ground without picking up, and the scattered parts were not even put back into the storage box. When Mr. Lu entered the door, he accidentally kicked a screw by his foot under the bed, and he didn't want to pick it up.

The mood to continue repairing the chiming bell is gone, and Mr. Lu is very distressed now.

He didn't know when Bai Zhu would be able to wake up. There was no traveler in his memory who survived to wake up after eating candy. Sure to kill the traveler.

Mr. Lu sighed, thinking about how to explain the sugar thing to Bai Zhu after he woke up.There is a small sofa in the bedroom. It is very comfortable to sit on it when you are in a daze while reading a book. Mr. Lu almost sank into the sofa, thinking about it, and fell asleep in a daze.

……

"What should I do? Bai Zhu is cold." Zhong Changya sat on the bed with her pillow in her arms, and asked Xu Yan who was sitting on the opposite chair.

Xu Yan frowned, and said slowly: "I think we passed the level in the wrong direction before, and the things we did were too messy and complicated. We basically understand the past of this hut and the background of Mr. Lu's characters, but we must pass the level. We have almost never found the key to the item, and we haven't even figured out what kind of key it is."

"It should be the one on the game interface when you enter the game." Zhong Changya stroked it, "It's a little bigger than the usual key, and it looks very beautiful."

"There's a high probability it's that one, but we haven't seen it yet," Xu Yan said. "Although Bai Zhu is cold, it doesn't mean that we can't pass the level with only the two of us left. Our focus now needs to be on the key. This game The strange thing is that its death point is not very clear, and I don’t know if it’s because of the closed beta or a common problem of this type of holographic game, but now I can be sure that the boss in the game will move. Whether it’s the earliest Chen Jin or just now There was no warning before the BOSS made an accident, but once they made a move, we have not survived the example, so we must speed up the progress of customs clearance, and try to find the key before the BOSS next action, no matter how bad it is, we must Confirm the location of the key."

"Actually, we have searched for most of the places in the hut." Zhong Changya said, since Mr. Lu always stays in one place and does not move, he also rests early every day, which provides great convenience for them to explore the hut. "There are very few missing places that have been found, and the key is likely to be in a place we have not looked for."

Xu Yan thought for a moment: "Mr. Lu's bedroom and utility room."

Most of the places in the hut are open to players. It can be said that Mr. Lu's bedroom is also open to players. At least Bai Zhu can get in easily, but whether he can come out after entering is another matter.If you want to avoid repeating the same mistakes, it seems that you can only enter when Mr. Lu is not around, but the players have already tried it. Mr. Lu has the habit of locking the bedroom door casually, and the door is not locked with a wire. can be opened.

The grocery room had the same problem, the door was locked by Mr. Lu.

Zhong Changya suddenly had an idea: "Could the key Mr. Lu used to lock the door be the key we need?"

Xu Yan shook his head: "It's not like, the size doesn't feel right."

Zhong Changya thought about it for a while, and it seemed that this was indeed the case, and she couldn't help being a little frustrated.

She murmured, "Where is the key..."

Boom!

Suddenly there were two slaps on the window, Zhong Changya's muttering stopped abruptly, and both of them looked at the window together.

Zhong Changya glanced at Xu Yan, then climbed out of bed and walked to the window, Xu Yan also stood up from the chair and walked to the window.

There was no one outside the window, but there was an extra key on the windowsill.

As soon as he dozed off, someone brought a pillow... Zhong Changya was a little dazed, it was too weird no matter how you thought about it, right?

A few snowflakes fell on the brass key, with distinct colors.

Zhong Changya thought for a while, but still couldn't resist the temptation, she reached out to open the window.

"Wait a minute," Xu Yan stepped forward and grabbed her wrist, whispering, "We are on the third floor."

They are on the third floor, so what could be shooting their windows?

Zhong Changya obviously thought of this too, but she couldn't bear to give up the clue that was right in front of her eyes: "But the key..."

"Let's talk about it." Xu Yan signaled Zhong Changya to stay away from the window with his eyes.

Zhong Changya didn't insist after all, the two walked lightly, moved away from the window soundlessly, found a blind spot that should not be seen outside the window, and quietly waited for the "person" who gave the key to make a move.

There was no movement outside the window.

They huddled in the corner, there were no chairs there, and it was not until their legs were sore that the window slammed again.

Something fell on the window sill and slapped it against the window.

bang bang.

The man tapped the window twice more.

"Don't you need the key?" A slightly sharper voice than ordinary men said aggrievedly, "I brought it here for you."

Zhong Changya and Xu Yan didn't answer him.

"Why don't you talk? Where are you hiding?"

"I know you are still here, don't you want the key?"

Cold sweat broke out on Xu Yan's back.

"Come out quickly..." The "man" giggled twice, "The snow is about to stop, and he won't let you live until the snow stops. Take the key and kill him before he makes a move. You will survive..."

He lowered his voice, like a poisonous snake that tempts mortals with its message.

But none of the two people in the room dared to answer his words.

"Oh," the man said suddenly, "So you're hiding here."

The two of them were shocked.

Xu Yan saw an eye.Logically speaking, in the position he was in, the "person" couldn't see him, and he couldn't see the "person", but the eyeball that almost completely fell out of the eye socket that was leaning against the window turned around strangely. angled toward him.

It was the eyeball of a dead person, the pupils were loose and unfocused, and the whites of the eyes were covered with dense bloodshot like cobwebs.

The "man" patted the window again.

"I saw you, come out."