Escape by falling in love in a horror game

In any case, he has to be cautious in his words and deeds, and he can't steal chickens and lose money like last time.

The game of this dungeon takes advantage of the opportunistic mind of the player, thinking of using the target object to get more clues as soon as possible, but forgets that the target object is also the biggest boss in this dungeon. Become the scythe of death, and send you on your way.

So everything must not be rushed.

Until Jingtang completely let go of his grudge against him, he can't rely too much on the other party.

After all, he is the real player. No matter how powerful Jingtang is, he is nothing more than an NPC, and he still needs to solve all the puzzles himself.

After being woken up by the game prompt, Lu Xi was no longer sleepy. Looking at Jingtang who was leaning next to her, she was a little surprised. After all, she slept with him twice, and each time she disappeared in the middle of the night. This time, she was still there in the morning. .

Seeing that Jingtang put down the book in his hand and looked up at him, Lu Xi hurriedly hid his surprise and said happily, "Why didn't you call me when you woke up?"

Jingtang sneered: "Wake up? Do you think ghosts need to sleep?"

Lu Xi: "..."

Seeing that Jingtang was about to get up, Lu Xi hurriedly volunteered to help him find a wheelchair, but unexpectedly Jingtang said, "I don't need a wheelchair, let's drive out to have a look today."

Lu Xi's smile suddenly froze at the corner of his mouth: "Still drilling into the grove?"

Jingtang nodded: "You can go if you want."

Lu Xi: "...That's not necessary, it's not a small forest, so where should we drive?"

Jingtang: "China World Trade Center."

In the International Trade Building, Lu Xi saw through the guide that he was almost at the center of City A, and then took a look at Jingtang who was sitting calmly on the co-pilot, and the sun above his head that was gradually leaving the clouds.

I can't help but feel a little dazed.

Although he always felt that Jingtang was special compared to the other ghosts in the mansion, as time went by together, Lu Xi felt that Jingtang was by no means an ordinary ghost. The sun is out for a ride.

Maybe it was because Lu Xi accidentally stared at him for a long time, and Jingtang gouged out his eyes, so he hurriedly put down the front light shield to prevent the sun from shining into the car.Unexpectedly, Jingtang said calmly: "No need, the sun can't hurt me."

Lu Xi had no choice but to remove the light baffle, and couldn't help but glance at Jingtang again, only to see that there was no change after the sun shone on him, the snow-white skin was covered with a light layer of bright gold, as if the whole person was Exuding a soft holy light, it is beautiful, like an angel flying down from an oil painting in an exhibition hall.

Jingtang closed her eyes and leaned back on the leather chair, rather than being afraid of light, she might as well be enjoying the sunshine, with a lazy and comfortable expression.

Is it just folk rumors that ghosts are afraid of light?

But why do other ghosts in the mansion never appear during the day, or is it only ghosts like Jingtang who are not afraid of the sun?

After the car drove out of the grove, Lu Xi saw a familiar wooden bridge at the end of the road. The stone tablet was still standing beside the head of the bridge. It was originally engraved with "Jingjia Mansion", but someone painted it with red paint and changed it to "" Dead man's mansion", at this moment, the horror atmosphere of the night is gone, and there is only indescribable humor left when watching it in the sun.

After Lu Xi drove away from the stone bridge, a straight highway appeared in front of him. The surrounding was spacious and bright, and there was a small gas station and a convenience store not far away. It seemed that they had already left the ghost of the Jing's mansion and came to to the present world.

Seeing more and more vehicles around, Lu Xi's tense nerves slowly relaxed. It seems that Jingtang really just wanted to come out this time to take a look, and didn't think of any moths to punish him.

But why is he going to the China World Trade Center?

Is there someone or something he is nostalgic for?

But isn't the capital city what he misses the most?

According to the navigation, Lu Xi chose the shortest route, but before the car reached the normal speed, it was blocked by heavy traffic in the commercial street.Lu Xi Didi honked the horn for a long time, but the car in front still didn't move at all, but Jingtang looked at the dashboard and said faintly: "This traffic jam lasted at least an hour."

Lu Xi was dubious: "How do you know?" Could it be that ghosts still have the ability to foretell?

Jingtang: "Because I've walked this road too many times, and it's like this every time."

Lu Xi couldn't laugh or cry: "Then why didn't you tell me just now, so that I can change the way and we can arrive earlier. It's almost noon, and we haven't had breakfast yet."

After talking about Lu Xi's stomach, he sang empty city plan, he swallowed his saliva and patted it, this small body looked so weak, how could he be so edible, he was always hungry.

Jingtang pulled out the mobile phone he had plugged into the car for charging, and threw it to him: "Go and eat, anyway, you won't be able to recover from the traffic jam when you come back."

Seeing his lifeless expression, Lu Xi hesitated a little. If he left, what would he do if someone came suddenly?Get scared out of good or bad again.

But being hungry is really uncomfortable, so he hesitated again and again, "Then trouble you, I'll be back soon."

After speaking, Lu Xi got out of the car quickly with her mobile phone, went straight to the nearest small restaurant, ordered two simple fried rice noodles, picked it up and walked out, she didn't dare to delay for a moment.

Although I don't know if ghosts can eat what people eat, but I can't just buy one, eat it by myself and let the children watch it, as if he picks too much.

Lu Xi found the spot where he had parked before, and from a long distance away, he found a crowd of dark people surrounding the car, holding up their mobile phones and taking pictures.

He wondered, isn't it just a Rolls Royce, why is he so excited?

But when Lu Xi squeezed through the crowd and was about to open the door, he realized why these people were surprised.

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Obviously Lu Xi only left for a few minutes, but this car seems to have been baptized by hundreds of years, and the dilapidated parts of the body are beyond recognition. Except for the front logo, there is no evidence at all to prove that this is a labor. Sless.

The bright red car paint has weathered into a light reddish brown, and the tires are only four exposed steel wheels. The dense creepers circle the roof, enclosing the whole car from top to bottom so that it is airtight, and it is impossible to see from the outside. Clear the situation in the car.

Lu Xi pulled the ivy on the window and found that the co-pilot was empty, so he kicked open the rusty door, and there was no one in the car. Lu Xi looked around anxiously, but Jingtang was still nowhere to be seen.

Where did this bastard go?

Before Lu Xi could figure out the situation in front of him, the police had already arrived at the scene by car, and handcuffed Lu Xi without saying a word.

"Comrade policeman, what does this mean?" Lu Xi stood there, looking at the cold handcuffs on his wrists, a little dazed. Although the car parked here would affect the appearance of the city and hinder the traffic, it wouldn't be enough to arrest him. ?

The policeman who restrained Lu Xi pointed to the broken car behind him, "Are you the owner?"

Lu Xi wanted to shake his head subconsciously, but he couldn't tell the police that this car belonged to a ghost.

Lu Xi: "...well."

"That's right. The owner of this car hit and ran four years ago. Since you are the owner, come with us."

After being pushed into the police car and taken to the police station, Lu Xi sat on a chair in the interrogation room, looking at the shadow cast by the chandelier between the handcuffs, still a little confused.

Although he wasn't worried about being caught as the perpetrator, Jingtang asked him to drive the car here, and deliberately drove him away to disappear suddenly, which always made Lu Xi feel a little strange.

Lu Xi waited in the interrogation room for a while, and soon someone came in and sent a message: "Brother Li, it's really not him. He was studying abroad four years ago, and the time is wrong." He said and handed the information in his hand to Officer Li look.

After a while, Officer Li apologized to Lu Xi and released the handcuffs, and then asked him about the source of the car, but when Lu Xi told the truth, the other party looked at him like he was crazy.

Even knowing that this is just a game, Lu Xi is still a little embarrassed.

Seeing that Lu Xi could not provide more information to help solve the case, Officer Li could only let him go, but Lu Xi reluctantly stood at the door of the interrogation room and asked, "Officer Li, where did this car happen four years ago?" hit-and-run?"

Officer Li stopped the pen in his hand and looked at Lu Xi seriously: "This is not what you need to know."

Seeing that the other party refused to let go, Lu Xi could only guess by himself: "Is it the Jing's mansion?"

Seeing Police Officer Li's eyes froze, Lu Xi continued: "The one who was killed was a young man with a powerful name, and he only had four fingers, right?"

With the end of this sentence, Officer Li frowned completely. Back then, a car accident happened on the border of the Jingjia Mansion in the suburbs. The victim died on the spot, and even two witnesses were seriously injured. The vehicle that hit the vehicle deliberately rammed the victim.

So an accidental car accident turned into a vicious homicide. The police launched a thorough investigation near the scene of the crime. What is strange is that although several nearby roads are monitored, none of the accidents were photographed. Vehicles passed by, and the only evidence was the license plate number recorded by eyewitnesses.

But it was a sports car whose license plate had been scrapped long ago, and its owner had been killed in a three-month fire.

This brought the case to a strange stalemate. Who would drive a dead man's scrapped car to commit a crime?Thinking about it, it can't help but make people feel creepy.

In order to avoid causing panic among the masses, the police station has been blocking the progress of the case. Unexpectedly, Lu Xi even knew the detailed information that the victim only had four fingers.

Sensing Officer Li's scrutiny, Lu Xi quickly explained: "Actually, I was a good friend with the original owner of this car. We kept in touch with each other when we were abroad, but it was suddenly interrupted for a while, and I didn't hear about it until I returned home. The news that his house caught fire and died. I went to his house this time to commemorate him and his family.