Run with the ball in an escape game

The second round of performances began soon, and after everyone mastered the stage performance skills, there were no major problems.Since three people died and only six people survived, some scripts lack characters, and the dungeon will let npc replace the characters.

This increases the difficulty of adjusting the plot, but it is not completely without living space.

Everyone completed another round of performances without any risk, but they were exhausted and did not want to continue.

Jing Huan took off his stage costume and started wandering around the room looking for things, Ying Mutian silently searched for the other side.

The actions of the two attracted the attention of others. Wang Dongsheng looked at them. Although one of them was expressionless, he could feel that he was probably in a good mood, and the other felt that he would be beaten if he got close.

Wang Dongsheng chose to ask Jing Huan.

"Hello, I was really sorry before." He lowered his posture, lowered his strong body and bowed.

Jing Huan stopped and looked at him: "It's okay."

His windbreaker opened with the movement, and his lower abdomen was exposed again.

Wang Dongsheng glanced at it and immediately retracted his gaze. Although he was puzzled that men could get pregnant too, the level of acceptance was always much higher after going through three dungeons.

In addition, Jing Huan has not shown any aggressiveness so far, and has also provided help for other players to crack the stage play, so we can get a little closer to communicate.

"It's fine if you don't care about it. I want to ask, what are you doing? Do you have any clues?"

Jing Huan replied: "There are no clues, but... don't be too rigid in your thinking."

"This is indeed the truth. Now we only think about how to meet the conditions and leave here. Do you have any other ideas?"

Jing Huan thought for a while, and took out a beautiful silver dagger. There was some black substance on the dagger, emitting a disgusting fishy smell.

He looked at the dagger and said, "I don't have any ideas, I just think this dagger is not right."

Wang Dongsheng asked: "What's wrong? There are quite a lot of cold weapon props here, some of which are stained with blood."

"Real blood or fake blood?" Jing Huan asked.

Wang Dongsheng immediately realized the problem. They had found blood-stained clothes and props before, and they were shocked at first, but soon found that the blood stains on them were fake.It is honey water, which is used in many stage plays and TV dramas.

But this dagger is different. The black and red substance on it has dried and oxidized, exuding an obvious stench. It is basically sure that it is real blood.

"It's really not normal for this real blood to appear in most of the props that are fake blood. Although I don't know what it means for us to pass the level, we really have to look it up."

After he finished speaking, he began to greet other people: "Everyone pay attention! I found a clue, hurry up and find the props stained with real blood!"

This big guy is enthusiastic enough, and he can drive other players.A group of people immediately moved into action and began to rummage through the room.

Jing Huan was very happy when he saw this, and it was a pleasure to have someone help him find him. Five or six people were enough to search the place in half an hour.

He was blatantly touching the fish, half leaning against the wall next to him, his slender body half covered by the windbreaker, and his posture was relaxed and comfortable.It was rare for Jing Huan not to pay attention to the little boy in his belly, and he turned his face in a daze, and at the same time raised his eyes to glance at Ying Mutian not far away.

Surrounded by no one to bother this lazy beauty, after admiring Jing Huan's dazed side face, he started to work... But when he turned around and looked to the other side, the other boss also started to slack off.

Sitting on the side holding a cold weapon, his expression was deep.

Forget it, don't dare to mess with it.Everyone bowed their heads silently and continued to search for props.

Naturally, Ying Mutian would not be willing to be a coolie. In this dungeon, he is regarded as the emperor's private visit.Jing Huan rested, and he sat down at random. He seemed to be in a daze, but his mind had already left the dungeon.

He returned to his lair outside the dungeon, sat down on the sofa and started calling for people.

"Greedy ghost, get out here."

A black shadow sneaked over and turned into an extremely fat "person" with a strange smile on his face.

The greedy ghost respectfully asked, "Master, what do you want to order?"

Ying Mutian kicked him to the ground, stepped on his round belly, and asked condescendingly, "Did you lie to me?"

The greedy ghost screamed nervously: "How could it be?! How could we have the guts to lie to you! Do you have any doubts?"

Ying Mutian stepped up his strength, stepping on him until the opponent screamed again and again.

"I have a problem with my memory. I'm missing a part. What happened a few months ago?"

The greedy ghost screamed and replied: "A few months ago, you left here and went to the human world! Then it seemed that you were framed by the enemy and injured. After that, you came back to recuperate and slept for more than a month!"

Ying Mutian kicked him away like a football, and angrily split the wooden coffee table in half in front of him.

Greedy Ghost's answer was the same as before, and it was exactly the same as his memory.

According to his memory, this magical game is actually just a magic weapon he picked up.The spiritual power of the outside world is gradually dissipating, and there is less and less living space for spirits and monsters.

And this magic weapon can form a magical space with sufficient power inside, many ghosts and ghosts enter it to seek shelter, and there will also be new and dying humans coming in.

He felt that it was too boring, so he set up the space as a game with the consciousness of the magic weapon's own birth, and created different copies and levels.As for the fact that you can be reborn after passing the ten levels, it was mentioned by Fabao himself.

Most of the magical weapons with consciousness are powerful things, and it is not surprising to have this ability.Ying Mutian doesn't care about it, he doesn't care about the life and death of ordinary people, he just has fun.

Then, a few months ago, he learned that his old enemy had appeared in the world, and immediately chased him out. As a result, the other party united a group of people to set him up, and when he beat him to pieces, he himself was seriously injured.

He fell into a deep sleep after returning here and woke up more than a month ago.

There seems to be no problem with the memory, but how did the child come about?He went out to find trouble with his enemies, and abducted a man from a good family along the way, huh?

Are you a ghost of this style?

Either he was seriously injured and lost a small piece of unimportant memory, or... his memory really had a problem.

Ying Mutian's dark red eyes loomed in the darkness, and then disappeared in place.

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In the dungeon, Jing Huan took a few glances at Ying Mutian and realized that the ghost was no longer here after he found that the other party was motionless.

Hehe, ran away.

He turned his attention back to the others, and some blood-stained objects had already been found.

Three pairs of very tattered ballerinas with tattered toes and many black marks; a few white feathers that looked like hair accessories; and the dagger at the beginning.

"Hey, there are so many things stuck on the wall."

Jing Huan looked over, the room was flipped, many things moved, and a wall covered with a lot of paper was exposed.

A few timetables, a few posters, and a mess of crew rules.

The timetable is mostly the sequence of performances and the rehearsal and training time of the actors. The arrangement is quite tight and inhumane, and they can train until late at night every day.

The posters were promotional posters for stage plays or art performances. Jing Huan took off the top two, revealing an old poster that was under the cover, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

The main body is the crew stage, on which a petite figure is dancing on tiptoe.The red skirt and ballet shoes, as well as the white feather hair accessories on the head, are very similar to the several bloody items found.

Wang Dongsheng immediately said: "Oh, there is no murder case in this crew, right? This little girl was killed, we need to find the murderer to pass the level?"

Jing Huan looked at the silhouette on the poster: "This person...seems a bit like..."

"It's time to eat! You have to finish eating in 10 minutes! Then go to the next round of stage rehearsal! The acting sucks, rubbish!"

The harsh voice sounded again, and the little girl in the red dress walked in arrogantly again, pointing at a group of players with her index finger up, interpreting the image of the bear child to the extreme.

But everyone was not angry this time. They looked at the figure on the poster, and then at the little girl.

"It's you!!!"

The little girl was angry: "What are your names!?"

She looked at the poster, froze for a moment, her expression became more proud, and her chin was lifted straight to the ceiling: "Hmph, I'm the most famous and popular star here, and Sarianna in the red dress is talking about me."

Sarianna continued: "So, I am the best here, all of you must listen to me! Hurry up and eat! Rehearse after eating!"

After speaking, she stepped on her high heels and left again.

Looking at her figure, Wang Dongsheng hesitated: "Are we really going to save her? If she wasn't underage, my fist would definitely have stuck to her face just now."

Jing Huan shook his head: "I don't know, let's eat first."

After speaking, he walked towards someone who had been motionless.As soon as he got close, the person suddenly woke up and turned to look at him.

Jing Huan bent over and leaned closer, face to face very close: "Hey, you finally woke up? You stayed in the same position for more than ten minutes without moving."

Ying Mutian was a little astonished. When he left, he cast a layer of blindness around his body. In the eyes of ordinary people, he was doing his own thing, but this blindness didn't work for Jing Huan?Is it because of the child in his belly?

Anyway, I have to find a way to prevaricate... Ah, he is so close, and his eyelashes are so long.

"It's interesting that you are in a daze, Mr. Zhang, but it's time to eat now."

Ying Mutian was still distracted, but Jing Huan had already left a word and left.

... What an interesting person, he can't easily forget such a unique human being, there is definitely a problem with his memory.

Ying Mutian got up to follow, he really wanted to ask Jing Huan what happened between him and himself, so maybe part of the doubts could be solved.

but……

【He left me and disappeared, why should I care about him?If I ever see that guy again, I'll smash his knees. 】

Jing Huan's calm but horrifying voice hovered in his mind, he always wins Mu Tian's back, and silently dismisses this thought.