In an escape game...

After hearing that "Yun Xubai" had powerful props in his hand, Feng Sheng did not insist on asking him to hand over the props.

Although Feng Sheng gave "Jiao Huai" a high look, in her eyes, "Jiao Huai" was still a child who could handle it, and she wasn't worried at all.

Pulling her hair behind her ears, Feng Sheng slightly leaned over to look at Yun Xubai, pretending to be gentle: "Do you have a plan?"

"There are a lot of players, let's keep quiet so that the ants don't form a group to resist." Yun Xubai's intriguing smile floated on the corner of his lips: "Tonight I will spend the night in Yun Xubai's room on the grounds that I am afraid of sleeping alone. After he falls asleep, we should cooperate inside and outside."

Feng Sheng raised the corners of his eyes and gave Yun Xubai an appreciative glance.

"When the time comes, let him directly..." Qi Yiqi laughed sinisterly, and made a gesture of wiping his neck.

"Just do it this way." Feng Sheng agreed: "Leave no future troubles, lest he come back in the future, and then say that he was killed by a ghost, without anyone noticing."

Qi Yiqi put his arms around Feng Sheng's shoulders, and moved his fingers on her arms: "You are so smart."

Yun Xubai sneered in his heart. After the two found out that they would not be sanctioned for killing players in the dungeon, they became more and more unscrupulous.

Feng Sheng moved Qi Yiqi's hand away calmly, and asked Yun Xubai: "What props do the art teacher and the sick man have?"

"Very useless disposable props." Yun Xubai pretended to be disdainful, and said again: "I need two people to cooperate with me tonight, just wait for the signal outside the door, who will come?"

Feng Sheng was worried about the two male players, and smiled at them coquettishly, and said coquettishly: "Just leave this kind of matter to me and Brother Qi, don't get your hands dirty."

The two male players knew it well, but they didn't want to tear their skins apart, so they said with a blunt smile, "Then it will be hard work for you."

"It's too much to scare the snake, let's keep a distance first." Yun Xubai was too lazy to deal with these people, turned around and left gracefully.

The four people in the hall stared at Yun Xubai's back and chatted.

"This little ghost is very evil, can you really trust him?"

"It's true that he's extremely smart, but how can such a small man turn the world upside down? He can be crippled by kicking him casually."

"That's right, if he dares to lie to us, I will break his leg and feed it to ghosts!"

These people have their own ghosts and don't trust each other, but they don't regard "Jiao Huai" as a threat. If he hadn't said that he had an important clue, they would have attacked him long ago.

Standing outside the door, Jiao Huai listened to their words word for word, her eyes became more and more sinister.

Even the bones of these four people are terribly black. If they don't get rid of these malignant tumors early, they will have to worry about it in the future.

Jiao Huai waited silently until the crowd dispersed before stepping into the hotel, wandered around the first floor, and finally found Yun Xubai in the courtyard.

Some roses that bloom all year round are planted in the courtyard, and there are several large carved water tanks under the corridor, and a handmade rattan chair is placed beside it. The hotel owner sits on the rattan chair with his legs crossed, enjoying the flowers leisurely.

Yun Xubai stood by and talked to the hotel owner.

"Boss, is the roof repaired?"

"It was fixed at noon."

Yun Xubai nodded: "My brother said he wants to take a bath tonight, please send the bath water to Room [-] on the third floor."

"Okay, I'll have my buddy deliver it later." The boss readily agreed.

Yun Xubai was about to leave, when he looked up and saw Jiaohuai standing at the door, his eyes rolled: "Brother, help me carry a bucket of water back."

Jiao Huai: "..." He's so into the show!

Jiao Huai picked up a bucket full of water, looked at the smiling Yun Xubai, and [-] barrages ran through her mind—does anyone remember that he, Jiao Huai, was still a child? !

Jiao Huai felt depressed, but she still carried water obediently.

After the two left the courtyard, the hotel owner's fingers suddenly twitched uncontrollably, and his shrewd eyes became dull and lifeless, like a walking dead.

After more than ten seconds, his stiff body recovered, and he waved his fan to enjoy the flowers again, as if nothing had happened.

...

The sunset glow dissipated, and the night came quietly.

In the center of Room No. [-], there is a wooden tub with fragrant rose petals floating on the water.

On the table next to the wall stood an old oil lamp and a dozen white candles, the candles were flickering and the fragrance of flowers intertwined.

After Yun Xubai arranged everything, he realized that the room was filled with a strange and charming atmosphere, his temples twitched, why did the hotel provide rose petals in the bath water!

I hope tonight's "guests" don't misunderstand, his place is definitely a serious place.

Yun Xubai gave up the idea of ​​picking up petals, put the matchbox with red peonies into Jiaohuai's hand, and said seriously: "The candle area is the safe area, don't leave the safe area after completing the task assigned to you. Remember One point, well ghosts cannot live without water, so don't stand where there is water."

Jiao Huai was stunned for a moment: "Second point, how did you know?"

"Just remember it." Yun Xubai didn't like the trouble of explaining.

Jiao Huai let out a muffled "Oh", picking at the print on the matchbox one after another.

It's rare to see him act childishly, Yun Xubai's expression softened a bit: "Are you nervous?"

Jiao Huai looked at him and shook her head: "No."

The two of them did not talk any more in a tacit agreement, and the only sound left in the room was the ticking of the clock.

"Tick...tick..."

"Did-dah...did-dah..."

I don't know when it started, the sound of the hour hand turning was mixed with the slight sound of dripping water.

The shadow of the tub suddenly moved, stretching out a few soft buds, writhing on the ground like a live snake.

"Brother..." A chill ran up Jiao Huai's back, and she couldn't help looking at Yun Xubai.

Yun Xubai gave him a reassuring look, then turned his gaze back to the bathtub.

The water in the bucket seemed to have been boiled, bubbling constantly, and the dark red blood came out from the depths, and the smell of blood instantly swallowed up the fragrance of the roses.

Two skinless hands stretched out from the middle of the water, grabbing the edge of the barrel, the exposed muscle tissue showed a frightening red color, and a wet head came out of the water, making the sound of "squeaky".

With wet and cold long hair hanging behind his head, a pair of hollow and gloomy eyes stared at Yun Xubai, Jing Ghost opened his mouth, and his voice was hoarse: "Hair...hair..."

As soon as she opened her mouth, the paper-thin skin on her face split several times, and blood dripped into the water along her chin.

"Did-dah...did-dah..."

Jing Ghost's face was anxious, and he waved his bloody hand to grab Yun Xubai. She couldn't leave the tub, and she couldn't catch Yun Xubai anyway, and became more and more irritable.

Yun Xubai was not much taller than the barrel, and he faced the ghost of the well without a trace of panic or fear on his face.

"Hush..." He raised his index finger to ask her to be quiet: "If you want to change your hairstyle, you must abide by the rules of our shop."

He had discovered long ago that the well ghost was a type that could communicate, so he remained calm.

Jing Ghost really calmed down a little, retracted his bloody hand, and looked at him without blinking, his bulging eyeballs almost fell out of their sockets.

Jiao Huai didn't know to be afraid at the moment, she just stared at the Jing ghost, feeling very novel.

"Do you want skin?" Yun Xubai raised his thin lips, his voice bewitching.

The well ghost touched the crippled face, madness and greed surged in his eyes.

Yun Xubai pointed to the water: "If you want it, hide it obediently."

The well ghost hesitated, but she seemed to be less malicious towards the child, and slowly slipped into the water.

The blood in the water faded away, and the well ghost squatted in the bathtub with his legs crossed, looking up at him eagerly.

Yun Xubai gave Jiao Huai a look, opened the door lightly, and hooked his fingers at Feng Sheng and Qi Yiqi who were guarding at the other end of the corridor.

Feng Sheng smiled triumphantly, and walked towards him quietly with Qi Yiqi.

Yun Xubai noticed the knife in Qi Yiqi's hand, closed the door, and went back into the room.

There was a soft "squeak" sound from the wooden door, and Feng Sheng and Qi Yiqi were splashed with water as soon as they opened the door.

The two of them were wet from head to toe, and their wet clothes stuck to their skin, dragging heavily, and they were very embarrassed.

Feng Sheng was furious, his face darkened suddenly, and he scolded Yun Xubai with red eyes: "Stinky brat, what are you doing?"

Seeing "Jiao Huai" standing together with "Yun Xubai" who was carrying an empty bucket, Qi Yiqi immediately understood, and angrily raised the knife in his hand: "Amusing us? I will kill you now!"

"Ah!!!" Before Qi Yiqi could take any action, he was interrupted by Feng Sheng's frightened scream.

"Blood!!" Meiyan's face became distorted due to extreme fear, and Feng Sheng said inarticulately: "There is... blood coming out of the bucket!"

A pair of slippery hands appeared behind her out of nowhere, covering her noisy mouth.

The smell of blood was blowing on her neck, Feng Sheng heard a cold voice close to her ear and said: "Skin...give me the skin..."

"Ahhh!!" Qi Yiqi met Jing Gui face to face, his heart stopped suddenly in fright, he left Feng Sheng, and ran out of the room rolling and crawling.

Yun Xubai looked at this scene indifferently, and said softly, "Jiao Huai, close your eyes and cover your ears."