In an escape game...

"Let you hold it, why the hell are you shaking?" The voice in the drawer became even more impatient, and his fingers stretched forward again, like noodles that couldn't be pulled to the end, squeezed long and thin by the wooden board.

Qi slightly raised his eyes, and accidentally met a dark red eye.The distance was too close, and he could clearly see the emotion in that eye - the words "show me who is so timid" were written brightly.

"It turned out to be a girl." Seeing Qilue's pink and tender skirt, Wraith Ling's tone turned out to be a little better.

"Hold it." With a wave of two long fingers, the note landed lightly on Qilue's hand.

"Do you want to get to know each other? You look so cute." The Wraith in the drawer asked in a low voice.

"No!" Qilue turned pale in panic, and hurriedly got out of the table with the note.

Yun Xubai looked at him suspiciously: "Why is your face so red?"

"Brother Xu, you don't understand, you don't know what I've been through." Qilue patted his chest, breathing quickly, like a girl from a good family who has been molested by a bully: "Why is the npc in this copy like this!"

"...what kind?"

Qilue faltered and couldn't speak, and his ears became redder.

[Hahahaha why is the npc like that? ]

[npc: The one wearing the pink skirt must be a cute girl!Get to know each other now! ]

[npc wants to develop a relationship with you]

Yun Xubai felt that he and Qilue were not on the same channel: "Have you got the clue?"

Qi Lue heard it as "holding hands", and shook his head guiltily: "No holding hands! No!"

"Then what is this?" Yun Xubai pointed to the deformed note that was held by Qi Lue.

Qilue realized that he had misheard, and stuffed the note into Yun Xubai's hand like a hot potato.

Yun Xubai unfolded the note, and there was a line of small characters inside, which belonged to pine nuts:

"Dad likes to hide his elder brother the most, so my elder brother also hid his father."

"Song Zi said in his diary that the adults in their family hid his brother in the basement for fear that his brother would lose face and scare others." Qilue's scalp was a little numb: "What does it mean that brother hides father? It's so scary?"

The boy in the white shirt slowly interjected: "It's literally."

Yun Xubai turned the back and saw a simple map.Looking at the layout and markings, the drawing is the floor plan of the living room.In the middle of the picture, circle a few tiles with a red pen and paint a star.

Yun Xubai glanced around, and by comparing the reference objects in the picture, he found the few enclosed floor tiles.

"It's here." Yun Xubai confirmed the location and put away the note.

"What is here..." Qilue took a breath, pointed to the ground and said, "Hiding, hiding below?"

"I'm afraid it is." Yun Xubai knelt down and checked the tiles: "There are cracks, I need to find a prop that can pry the tiles open."

"I seem to have seen props that can help." The boy in the white shirt dug out a sharp pry from the debris pile and handed it to Yun Xubai.

[Give me a fulcrum, and I can pry up the earth.A fairly hard iron tool, maybe it can help? ]

I've seen this prop before, but I didn't put it in my backpack.Yun Xubai was even more suspicious of him in his heart, without saying anything, he pried open the floor tiles with the help of Qi Lue.

The stench overflowed from the gaps opened by the floor tiles, Qi frowned in disgust, his face gradually became ugly.

After all the floor tiles were pried open, a pale and curled hand broke into sight.

The rotten and smelly hand was half buried in the black-gray mud, which made people think of the scene under the mud.

[Fuck!No more close-ups, thanks! ! ]

[Scared me, this is Dad's body, right? ]

[As long as the host is not afraid, I will not be afraid woo woo woo]

[That new player feels so strange to me.He has no sense of participation at all, instead, he seems to be watching the anchor play a game, and then flips a prop to the anchor when he enjoys watching it]

[When you say it, I feel the same way, especially comparing him with Qilue. Qilue is like a hard-working younger brother. Although he can't help with deciphering, he is very active in participating]

Qilue cleaned the tiles and cursed in a low voice: "It's getting more and more complicated. My brother killed my father and buried him here? Isn't my brother dead? The murderer is a ghost?"

Yun Xubai used a crowbar to remove the dirt on the corpse, and his long and narrow eye tails formed a thick and colorful arc. He sorted out the background of the story in a deep voice: "The adopted son suffers from a strange disease, and it doesn't get better no matter how he is treated. It became more and more terrifying. It cost a lot of money to treat the adopted son's illness, and the family was squeezed out by relatives and neighbors. The father didn't want to be dragged down anymore, thinking that if the adopted son died sooner, everyone would be relieved. But the adopted son is always hanging In one breath, the father had an evil thought, why not help the adopted son out personally. Perhaps to alleviate the guilt in his heart, the father celebrated his adopted son's birthday with great care, and then killed the adopted son.

"The father thought that he could get rid of the shadow of his adopted son and lead a normal life. Unexpectedly, his adopted son came back for revenge."

"It's really a creepy story..." Qiluo's words were interrupted by a crisp burst.He was startled by the sound, turned his head to find the source of the sound, and suddenly met a pair of gloomy eyes.

The boy in the white shirt seemed to have accidentally leaked his emotions, but he quickly withdrew his dark and sharp emotions and replaced them with a sugar-soaked smile.

Qilue thought he was dazzled, glanced at the tiles that were trampled by the boy in the white shirt, and muttered: "It turned out that the floor tiles were broken by stepping on it, and I was shocked."

"Sorry." The boy in the white shirt had a gentle voice, exuding a friendly atmosphere.

Qiluo even said nothing, and turned around to help.Yun Xubai had already cleared out most of the corpses, and Qilue suppressed the discomfort in his heart when he saw the dry and rotten face of the corpse: "Brother Xu, what clues does this corpse have...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Moved!!"

[I thought you were rapping]

[Ha ha ha upstairs are you going to laugh at me to death]

[Wori, look quickly, the corpse really moved! ]

The originally stiff corpse suddenly raised its hand, and the tattered white shirt was lifted, revealing a bony chest.A low, sticky growl came from the corpse's throat, ready to burst out of the ground at any moment.

"Press the corpse." Yun Xubai said coldly.

"What did you say?" Qilue almost sat down on the ground, looking at the corpse holding the ground with his hands, his eyes jumped out of his sockets: "It's going to crawl out, shouldn't we run!"

Yun Xubai took a look at Qilue, and then knocked on the skull of the corpse with a crowbar.

This time I used all my strength, and only heard a "click", the fluttering corpse twitched violently a few times, and then lay flat again.

Qilue looked at Yun Xubai in shock.

[Get up if you have the ability, I will smash your brains into pieces]

[The anchor is really a person who doesn't talk too much, this voice hurts]

[As we all know, npc is a high-risk occupation (especially the copy with you bully)]

[“Anchor Gives Another Hammer” rewarded Hercules’ favorite canned spinach*110 cans]

Yun Xubai took out the buttons, needles and thread that he had collected before, and asked Qilue, "Do you choose to sew buttons or hold down the corpse?"

"Buttons! You can get rewards for sewing buttons for Dad. This is Dad's button-down shirt. I thought it was a simple job, but who would have thought that it would be sewing buttons for a corpse that is ready to cheat at any time?" Qiluo looked at the corpse and slid nervously Adam's apple: "I choose to hold down the corpse."

Qilue took the corpse's hands to the head as if he was dead, and held them tightly.He thought for a while, and greeted the boy in the white shirt: "Brother, you can help too."

The boy in the white shirt readily agreed and helped hold the corpse's legs.

Yun Xubai, holding a needle and thread, was between them, carefully sewing buttons as if performing a surgical operation.

Qiluo had been worried that the corpse would struggle again, but what he was worried about did not happen. Not only did the corpse not struggle, it was still shaking.

Qilue looked at Yun Xubai. He lowered his head and focused his eyes. It was a pleasure to do this kind of work.It's just that the eyes are so cold that people dare not look more.

Qilue said: "Brother Xu, your aura is so strong that the corpse is trembling. I don't think the corpse dares to run without me holding it down."

After sewing the last button, the corpse returned to calm.Yun Xubai said lightly, "I'm not necessarily the one who's afraid of the corpse."

Qilue: "Are you afraid of me? I'm so hot that his eyes are hot?"

Yun Xubai chuckled lightly, and opened the shirt pocket of the dead body, and there was something extra inside.

"The reward has appeared, right!" Qilue was very excited, looking at the pocket eagerly.

An extra card appeared out of thin air in the corpse pocket, which was the reward for sewing buttons for "Dad".

Yun Xubai unfolded the buttons, and saw fragments of familiar music scores, and a passage written by Songzi:

"My brother caught me, and I want to live. I want to continue to live independently. My brother's soul and I should not have anything to do with each other. But I know that I am the last step of my brother's revenge. My fate is either destroyed or be merged."

Qilue couldn't understand: "What does it mean to be fused?"

Yun Xubai reminded: "Didn't you guess that pine nuts might not exist in the real world?"

Qilue: "Do you think I'm right?"

"I'll analyze it with you later, there are more important things to do now." Yun Xubai fused the newly obtained fragments of music scores with the previous ones.

[Score completion: 75%]

Yun Xubai and the boy in the white shirt looked at each other, and said gently, "The score is almost finished, can you take out the score you collected first, and let's see how complete it is."

The boy in the white shirt raised the corners of his lips, but before he could answer, there was a sudden scream from the other side of the bedroom.

Qilue's expression changed: "The voice of the red hair!"

A teammate had an accident, Yun Xubai's eyes suddenly turned cold, he put down the boy in the white shirt and rushed over.

He Xue and Ah Qi had gone somewhere, there were only two people in the bedroom.The girl with double ponytails and the white shirt group grabbed the red hair's hands and pressed them against the wall, burying their heads on his neck.

Red Mao's face was pale and his eyes were hazy with tears.

[What's going on with this picture, the red hair looks like he was molested by a cute girl]

[This picture is so strange and subtle, where did the other two players go?Evaporated? ]

Hongmao opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound, Yun Xubai saw blood dripping from the corner of his clothes.

"A Xiang!" Yun Xubai called out a name with a cold face.

A woman with her head bowed and wearing a red cheongsam appeared out of thin air behind the girl with twin ponytails.

[You used the skill "I have a contract with the grieving ghost" to form a contract with the grieving ghost Ah Xiang and gain the power to drive her]

"Save people." Yun Xu's vernacular voice fell, and the complaining ghost wanted to grab the hair of the girl with twin ponytails and yank it away.

The girl with two ponytails was pressed against the wall by Ah Xiang, and a dark yin energy erupted from both sides at the same time, and the air seemed to be frozen.

Against the Yin Qi, Yun Xubai quickly took the weak Hongmao away from the center of the battle.

There was a hideous wound on Hongmao's neck, and the blood stained his neck and the clothes on his chest.His eyes were dull, and he could only exhale but not inhale.Yun Xubai immediately used "save your dog's life" on him, and narrowly rescued him from the gate of hell.