Run with the ball in an escape game

"Ghost fetus!? That human's belly is really a ghost fetus!"

In a dark room outside of a dungeon, black ghosts stared at the screen around the screen, and their excited voices were very sharp.

"Shut up, be quiet." A deep voice sounded behind them, and the ghosts immediately shut their mouths obediently.

Sitting on the sofa was a man whose face could not be seen clearly. He rested his feet casually on the coffee table, watching Jing Huan on the TV screen.

On the screen, although other people stared at him with probing and suspicious eyes, this beautiful human being didn't respond much, but gently raised his hand to touch his lower abdomen.

It's really interesting, finally came an interesting human being, who is so calm when pregnant with a devil, and even has love for the terrible thing in his belly.

Another poor guy who was tricked by ghosts, and I don't know which ghost is so cunning.

The man thought with great interest, and concentrated his eyes and attention.

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In the dungeon, the eyes of the others widened when they heard Bu Taiqing's words.

"Ghost fetus? What is a ghost fetus?"

"Look! His stomach really seems to protrude a bit!"

"So he has something in his stomach? A tumor?"

"No, it's not a small thing like a tumor." Bu Taiqing explained: "A ghost fetus is a kind of extremely sinister evil spirit. After a human and a ghost have intercourse, sometimes people will become pregnant with this kind of thing. Both men and women can become pregnant. The ghost womb will crazily absorb the life of the host, and when it finally matures, it will eat the host's internal organs and disembowel the host. But anyone who is pregnant with a ghost womb will die in a terrible state."

But... Bu Taiqing looked at Jing Huan's abdomen and became greedy.

He was indeed a Taoist priest during his lifetime. Although ghost fetuses are evil things to people, they are different to dead people.If he can eat the immature ghost fetus, a newly dead ghost like him can gain great power, and then this dungeon will not be able to embarrass him at all, and he can easily get a chance to be reborn through the game!

Jing Huan felt his malicious gaze, and his eyes became a little colder.

Bu Taiqing put away the greed in his eyes, and said in a serious tone: "Little brother, seeing that you are young, I can help you get rid of this ghost, as long as you pay a small price?"

However, Jing Huan remained expressionless, and replied indifferently: "No need."

Bu Taiqing's eyes widened. Logically speaking, this person should cry bitterly and immediately kneel beside his thigh to beg and thank him. Why is this person...

"Have you figured it out!? You should be nine months old, and you will mature in three months. Then you will die a miserable death! In fact, you are not feeling well right now. You have poor energy and physical strength. Seeing that you have been sitting there just now, it may be difficult to stand for a long time."

"Yeah." Jing Huan's tone was loose, still without any sign of nervousness, he even put his hand on his belly back into the windbreaker pocket, and said wantonly: "So I want to go to rest now, and I won't be with you .”

His windbreaker opened as he moved, fully revealing his lower abdomen.It is slightly raised, and the arc is not too big. This form may not look good on any man or woman, but it doesn't feel too inconsistent with him, and it even dilutes his cold temperament.

Bu Taiqing couldn't control the expression on his face anymore, he was surprised and angry: "Are you mentally ill!? You are looking for death! Follow me, at least you can save your life!"

"No, I dare not ask a murderer to help me."

After finishing speaking, he walked up the steps slowly, and said to the flustered young couple on the steps, "Please let me go."

Song Jiankai and Zhao Xinmeng stepped aside immediately, and looked at his slightly protruding belly nervously and suspiciously.

Jing Huan didn't bother to care about them, walked to the door and looked up and down the blood-red door, then raised his hand and knocked heavily on it twice.

"Boom, boom."

The muffled sound was especially noticeable in the silent environment, and the people around him didn't expect him to be so bold, and dare to go forward and knock on this unusual door.

A few people who were very close to the door immediately ran away in a panic, for fear that a ghost would come out from inside and eat them directly.

Bu Taiqing scolded: "This kind of reckless newcomer will definitely die first..."

With a creak, the red lacquered wooden door made a teeth-piercing sound, and a gap opened, and a dim red light glowed inside.

Everyone took a deep breath and stared nervously at the crack of the door... Two girls protruded from the inside, dressed in maid attire, holding an electric baton in their hands.

They were so nervous that they were completely stunned when they saw Jing Huan outside the door.

Jing Huan and them looked at each other for two seconds, then asked coldly but politely: "Hi, I'm here to exorcise ghosts at invitation."

Only then did the two maids react, and lowered their heads shyly: "My guest, I'm sorry, but... are you really here to exorcise ghosts?"

Jing Huan was a little thin and beautiful, he looked like a lost traveler, not a person who came here to get rid of ghosts at all.

He nodded to the maid and asked, "I am, can you introduce the situation here?"

Seeing that there was no danger, the others immediately approached slowly, trying to hear the conversation clearly.Bu Taiqing was slapped in the face for speaking, his face was red, and he silently followed at the end without saying a word.

The maid replied dutifully: "This is the old house of the Cheng family. The ancestors used to control ghosts for a living, and now it is gradually declining. But there are still many ghosts sealed in this old house, and our lady...she wants to sell the old house. , but if you don’t get rid of the ghosts in the old house, you can’t sell it, so she paid a lot of money to hire people to get rid of the ghosts.”

This is probably the background of this dungeon, and they are the ghost exorcists who were forcibly arranged.The current requirement of this game dungeon seems very clear, which is to eliminate ghosts.

Jing Huan was thinking, and lowered his head to catch a glimpse of the two maids who were terrified and conflicted.

"Do you have anything else to say?" he asked.

The two maids shook and looked at the compound behind them in unison, as if they were terrified of what was inside.They showed struggling expressions again, and finally said cautiously: "Guests... have you really thought about it? Maybe you shouldn't come here..."

Oh, it seems that it may not be that simple.

Jing Huan glanced inside the door, it was a very classical courtyard house, behind the door was a small open space facing the screen wall.The screen wall has always been carved with auspicious reliefs, but this homeowner carved a picture of a hundred ghosts here, which is very intrusive.

As expected of a house in a horror game, it clearly tells visitors that this is not a good place.

"We have no choice." Jing Huan asked flatly, "Can we go in now?"

Seeing that they couldn't persuade people to come, the two maids could only open the door to welcome everyone in.

The group of people behind were like followers, and hurried to catch up.The moment they stepped into the old house, the scene changed, the surrounding night scenes disappeared, and it became the appearance of just dawn, the darkness shrouded outside the old house disappeared, and the sky and the sun could be seen when they looked up, but even There is light, but this courtyard has a chilling and cold feeling.

Passing through the hanging flower gate of the quadrangle courtyard and arriving at the main courtyard completely, Jing Huan felt even colder. Jing Huan looked around, dead plants, ominous murals, and twisted decorations, any of which could make ordinary people tremble with fear.

In addition, the layout of this old house is the same as that of ordinary courtyard houses, except that it is a relatively large family, and there are side doors on both sides of the main courtyard leading to different cross-courtyards.

The maid stopped in the main courtyard, turned around and started talking again: "Guests are welcome to the Cheng family's old house. The guests must have known the content of the entrustment. Please complete the task as soon as possible... Otherwise, the lady may be angry. To the guests The housing we provide is across the courtyard on the west side, and we will deliver food on a regular basis. If you have any questions, you can ask us, or you can go to the room behind the main house to find a lady...but if you are looking for a lady...please guests...be cautious OK."

At the end of the maid's speech, her body trembled even more, her expression frightened as if she had seen something terrible.

The maid's reaction clearly hinted at the problem, and it was a good time to get information!

Bu Taiqing, who has been silent in the crowd, has found the right time. Now others are unwilling to trust him. It is a terrible thing to be singled out in the cooperative copy. He must let others trust him again, at least let him form a team act together.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Jing Huan angrily, and at the same time squeezed in front of the maid.

He asked: "Miss, what are you afraid of?"

The maids froze and shook their heads in panic.

Bu Taiqing squeezed out a smirk, and said, "It doesn't matter, we came to this place to get rid of evil spirits and protect ordinary people, so we will protect you too..."

Unexpectedly, after he said this, the two maids became even more terrified, and kept glancing in the direction of the back room and the main room, as if there was a scourge over there.

Why don't these two npcs talk nonsense?

Bu Taiqing was very anxious, and wanted to continue asking but was interrupted.

"Where is the ghost in this old house? I don't seem to have seen it now?" Jing Huan said, his voice was not loud but pleasant, and immediately attracted the attention of the two maids.

They replied obediently: "Ghosts and darkness come together. The daytime here is very short, please be careful."

Jing Huan nodded, and then asked: "That means, there is still time to rest. Is there any guest room ready?"

Maid and others: ...? ? ?

Doesn't this mean that time is running out, should we seize the time to investigate and explore?How come there is still time to rest! ?

Bu Taiqing was shocked and said: "You actually want to rest? There is usually no immediate danger when you first enter the dungeon. This is the best time to explore!"

But Jing Huan turned a deaf ear to it, and the maid explained that the guest room was in the west courtyard, and walked there.The others looked at each other in blank dismay, subconsciously preparing to follow.

Bu Taiqing gritted his teeth and shouted: "Are you also going crazy!? Go rest at this time and wait to die after dark!? He doesn't know how to play this game at all, and he still has a ghost child in his belly, you follow him! ? Be careful to be torn apart by the contents of his stomach!"

This sentence yelled at the others, and they immediately began to hesitate.

At this time, Jing Huan had already passed through the side door and entered the Xikuan courtyard.This courtyard is as cold and gloomy as the main courtyard, covered with dust and dead branches and leaves everywhere. There is a small courtyard in the middle, surrounded by a circle of corridors connecting rooms in all directions.

As soon as Jing Huan walked into the Xikua courtyard, hurried footsteps came from behind him.Looking back, it was a very familiar little fat man.

"Oh, so you are here." Jing Huan looked at him and said.

"I've been here all the time! And I'm right next to you, didn't you see me when you left!?" The little fat man was sad and helpless.

He was the little fat man Jing Huan met at the bus station at the beginning, and he fell into the sea and woke up together in this weird game.But this little fat man has been huddling in the corner silently, with an inexplicably low sense of presence, and is ignored most of the time.

Jing Huan recalled it carefully: "Oh, what's your name?"

"My name is Song Tong..." The little fat man's voice was a little weak.

Jing Huan nodded, said "Hello" casually, then turned around and continued walking forward.But the footsteps behind him followed again.

"What are you doing with me?"

Song Tong stopped the car, he still seemed a little afraid of Jing Huan, grabbed his clothes and struggled for a while and asked: "You reminded me not to get on the car at the platform, do you know what will happen!?"

"You think too much." After Jing Huan finished speaking, he turned around directly, completely ignoring others.

He was really tired. He hadn't rested all night and was still pregnant with the cub in his womb, exhausting his physical strength and energy.It's dangerous here, but don't have the energy to explore without rest.

He walked directly to the main room across the courtyard, but he didn't know that the sound of footsteps followed him again.

Jing Huanhei walked to the door with a sullen face, and after a little perception to make sure there was no danger inside, he quickly opened the door, went in and turned to close the door.

But Song Tong's chubby body was exceptionally flexible, and he had already poked his round face in, and was caught in the door and let out a "ow".

"Are you... courting death?" Jing Huan had lost his patience, his pretty face was full of murderous intent, and half of his face was hidden in the shadows.

Song Tong was taken aback, but still insisted on getting stuck in the crack of the door, and said with difficulty: "Please let me follow you! Please!"

Jing Huan said impatiently: "There are more people over there, you go with them."

Song Tong replied: "I think you are more powerful, you are a good person, and you reminded me not to get in the car... although I didn't believe it at all."

"Hehe." Jing Huan laughed twice suddenly, and raised his chin slightly.

He suddenly showed an extremely nasty smile, like a beautiful snake spitting out a letter.

"I'm not a good person? That magic stick is right? The little baby in my stomach is extremely evil and terrifying. In order to feed him, I have put in a lot of effort. Guess what I did?"

As he spoke, his slender fingers touched Song Tong's chin.

Song Tong's voice began to tremble: "...what, what..."

The smile on Jing Huan's face widened, full of malice: "My little baby said, you look thin and tender, you seem to be delicious..."