The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

The competition among the players begins.

We can't outrun the tiger, but it doesn't matter, as long as we can outrun our companions.

In the evening, Ren Yifei took a shower and was squatting on the balcony to wash clothes. The resident on the first floor came up cursing, knocked on the door next to him, and asked if the new tenant had poured dirty water on her clothes?

The water was poured from upstairs, Ren Yifei knew about it.

Will Jiong Yi next door have conflicts with others because of this?

But what he waited for was Lin Yi from the next door who simply admitted his mistake and promised to pay the cleaning fee and mental damage fee.

It was obviously not his responsibility, but he immediately assumed all the subsequent losses.

It seems to be a loss, but in fact it avoids more losses, which is smarter than a flower shirt.

Speaking of which, the residents on the third and fourth floors upstairs are not players, so I don't know who did it.

As soon as a dozen banknotes fell into his hand, the resident downstairs immediately said: "Look at this, you are too polite. It doesn't cost that much, it's just a piece of rags."

"It should be, I made a mistake first."

The victim left contented.

"Ding dong, ding dong." The phone on the coffee table started to vibrate.

Ren Yifei put down the clothes in his hand and walked over: "Hello?"

"Mr. Song, I have received the remaining episodes of dry voice, and the quality is still the same as before. The editing teacher said that your vocalization and exhalation have improved significantly."

"That's good, I thought I would miss it."

The editor on the other end laughed, and seemed to become very gentle after handing in the manuscript: "How could it be? I trust you, Mr. Song, please rest well for the next two days. I will come to you when the next book is selected."

"Ah."

"Ah, by the way, you said last time that you want to move to a safer apartment, do you still have this plan? I have found some real estate agents recently."

Ren Yifei was taken aback for a moment, and he raised his spirits: "Moving? When was the last time I told you?"

There was a pause there, probably recalling: "A week ago, you said that there might be a thief at home."

Thief?

Ren Yifei immediately thought of the 'ghost' sneaking in in the middle of the night: "Ah, there is such a thing. What else did I say? I can't remember now."

"It seems that there is nothing else."

Turning off the phone, Ren Yifei sat on his sofa.

It's definitely not the first time that 'ghosts' come here.

Blind people's other senses are stronger than ordinary people, maybe Song Bozhi has already felt something strange.So, will he leave any message?

He started to rummage through everything, whether it was computer files or things in the room.

In the end nothing was found.

"Knowing that his room can be entered and exited by others, he will not put the information in an easy-to-find place. Even, he will choose to record it in a blind way."

He looked at the bed against the wall. It was a wooden bed, made of pine wood, which could be scratched by a Braille pen.

After trying it out, he found many inconspicuous poking marks on the inner bed board.

Ren Yifei lay down, his hands relaxed naturally, and his fingers just touched those puncture marks.He closed his eyes and gently stroked those holes:

124, initial f, followed by 236, finals ang, fang.

1245, the initial consonant j/g, followed by 146, the final consonant ian, followed by j, jian in front of the i.

123, initial consonant l, followed by 24, final consonant i, li.

1256, final iou, independent syllable, you.

245, initial consonant r, followed by 356, final consonant en, ren.

Put it all together: there are people in the room.

This is a person who has a weak personality and doesn't want to trouble others.So when I discovered this matter, I didn't choose to tell my strong sister, I just wanted to solve it myself.

When Song Bozhi carved these braille characters on the bed, what would he think?

In the middle of the night, an invisible being was staring at him beside the bed.

He was terrified, terrified and helpless, he could only control his trembling hands, and under the cover of the quilt, he touched the hole on the bed board over and over again.

In this way, I constantly stimulate myself and force myself to make up my mind to move out of this place.

Song Bozhi has only been here for half a year, who is the 'ghost'?Why is there such a deep obsession?

And the reason why "ghost" is so persistent is because "can't get it", or is Song Bozhi's "perfect work"?

He thought of someone who was also crazy about 'perfect works'.

"A Fei, why are you disobedient? Has your mother ever told you not to eat sweets? No one likes you when you gain weight."

Ren Yifei's face gradually turned pale, his stomach convulsed, and he wanted to vomit.

"Mom..." Ren Yifei lay down on the sofa, with fear in his eyes.

Before that shadow, he was still like the five or six-year-old child back then, unable to escape the fate of being controlled by others.

The color of blood fainted in the depths of the eyes, and the red rope on the wrist was automatically untied, and a voice laughed lowly: "Poor thing."

Ren Yifei 'woke up' and pressed down with one finger: "Get lost."

He had grown up, and she was already dead, so dead that there was no scum left.

He raised his head and looked towards the window beside the bed.

If the quality in him that drives her crazy is the 'talent of an actor', then what is the quality in Song Bozhi that drives the 'ghost' crazy?

Use the 'Happiness and Sorrow' copy to push the 'Neighborhood' copy, the name is the theme.

The word "neighborhood", even if it is not an obsession with "ghost", must be closely related to "ghost".

The administrator emphasizes the harmony of the neighborhood in their apartment every day, but under the harmony there are all kinds of contradictions. Otherwise, how could there be such slightly negative keywords as "Longbeishan" and "Youxiaer"?

Since the 'ghost' hates these things, Song Bozhi, who he is obsessed with, should have a completely different quality that attracts him.

For example, the appearance is as pure as the inside.

For example, a soft and non-aggressive personality.

Paranoia... How to let the paranoia show its flaws?

Enduring the nausea, Ren Yifei used his mother as a reference.If it was her, what could be done to make her lose her cool?

He seemed to know what to do.

That night, Ren Yifei stretched his eyelids and waited until eleven o'clock.

The card burned a bit, it was an information reminder of eleven o'clock, and there was a subtle sound of the lock turning at the door.

The door opened, and was gently closed again.

The room is a bit different today, probably because the owner was careless, one side of the window was not closed properly, the curtains were blown open by the night wind, and the cold moonlight fell through the glass into the room, fell on the side of the bed, and fell on the sleeping owner.

The owner was wearing whitewashed pajamas, and the soft cotton cloth wrapped his porcelain white skin.

The light strengthened the contours of the eyebrows and eyes, and it seemed like a filter was applied. The person on the bed was shockingly beautiful, and compared with usual, it seemed to have an extra layer of coolness.

The person who broke into this world breathed a little harder.

He walked over carefully and eagerly, and seemed to shrink back before the moonlight.Darkness is his protective color, especially at times like this.

The person on the bed seemed to be restlessly sleeping. He turned around, and the moonlight flowed on him, like a river of stars flowing in the sky, undulating on the curve through the thin quilt.

The intruder couldn't help taking two steps closer, broke through the protection of the darkness, and stood under the moonlight.

The light went all the way up from the trembling fingers to the chest.The visitor still felt that it was not enough, so he squatted down slowly and carefully, exposing himself to the moonlight, with one knee on the ground, greedily staring at the face in front of him, which was carved more and more delicately by the moonlight and dark purple shadows .

Just about to take a step closer, the eyelashes trembled under the shadow, and those sleeping eyes suddenly opened.

"cold……"

The person on the bed seemed to feel uncomfortable, he mumbled the word, curled up again, and closed his eyes.

The intruder's body was stiff for a long time, and he slowly stood up after waiting for the person to fall asleep again.

There was no fear in his eyes, but a kind of madness flickered instead.

It's a pity that he didn't really wake up, otherwise he could kill his little lamb and use the best poison to completely relax the body muscles.

He always felt that the hideous face before death was very ugly.

"Did you receive the rose I gave you? Do you like it?" The hoarse voice was very low, as if the master was trying to restrain and endure, and it was painful.

"You must like it very much, I know you will like it-if you can see. Give me another day, tomorrow will be fine, and I will be careful not to break any part of your body."

The man-eating monster was standing right in front of the bed, a thin chain was strangling his neck, taut.

The thin chain is named 'Rule'.

The rule that 'ghosts' cannot harm npcs.

But at this second, Ren Yifei heard the sound of the thin chain cracking, the rules were broken, and it could no longer restrain this terrifying devil.

"One more day, just another day," the voice seemed to be talking to him, and it seemed to be muttering to himself, "The bruises on your body should be healed tomorrow."

Ren Yifei held the ghost card, did not move, and listened quietly.

"It must hurt to fall, right? I'm sorry, I'm not here to save you. It's just to confirm whether you are real."

He was a little emotional: "Fortunately, you still came. It's really happy, so let me give you another gift at the end. I know, you must hate those people too, they are so disgusting."

The monster, burning with bloodlust, has left for a new hunting game.

Ren Yifei opened his eyes, as long as he made a mistake in judgment just now, this little life might stay here.

The last gift... So, 'he' has already decided to get it, and it will be tomorrow.

It's not the first time he's faced this kind of paranoia, and it won't be the last.

In order to act, he came into contact with many prisoners.

Those murderers, perverts, and anti-social people are not all cruel. Most of them look very harmless, and some are even gentle and friendly. They are the type that everyone wants to be close to in life.

For these guys, killing is not an end, but a method.

Ren Yifei's appearance and temperament seem to be very fond of them.

While questioning and studying, these people have been trying to destroy him, or assimilate him.They like to destroy the beauty, the rarer it is, the more impossible it is to get, and the more joyful it is to destroy it.

"If you die by my hands, it will definitely be the proudest work of my life."

"Oh."

Thanks to the unscrupulous maliciousness of these people, he knows how to perform these social dregs, and knows what kind of people are more attractive to these people.

It was a risky move, but it worked out well.

'Ghost' couldn't wait, and so could he, couldn't wait.

Thinking of the face exposed to the moonlight, Ren Yifei felt his body temperature rise, and there was heat in the quilt.

He saw that face, but at the same time he knew that he had angered the 'ghost'.

Eleven o'clock card information update: [Third Night: Long Tongue Woman].

Is the one being targeted the only middle-aged woman left among the players?

Not long after, the second message came: [Three players died, and three-eighths of the 'Ghost' seal was unlocked. 】

Sure enough, the player died.

In the morning she was spotted on the stairs.

That's right, it was the stairs in front of Ren Yifei's door, and the person who discovered it was still the lady next door who got up early to go grocery shopping.

The screams woke Ren Yifei up, and he came out in his pajamas.

I saw the lady next door who was lying on the corridor trembling, and also saw the twisted corpse on the stairs.

Human joints usually have limited flexion, such as arms that do not turn outward.But in the corpse in front of her, all her joints were twisted.The arms, legs, and neck were twisted abnormally, and the whole person looked like a dead spider.

The weirdest thing was that face, which had a big smiling face like a clown, with crooked eyes and blood red lips.

Ren Yifei seemed to hear the voice of a 'ghost', proud and excited:

"Do you like it? My gift."

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