The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

The map of Starlight Manor is a bit special. It is not based on roads, but on the order of tours. Sections of dotted lines meet in different scenic spots.

Since we all thought of the same point, let’s draw together.On the sandpit where the children played, Saman flattened the sand with a wooden board, then folded a reed stem, drew a rough frame, and wrote a 'map' silently on the sand.

Ren Yifei started on the other side.

Saman is a data controller, and the maps he draws are as accurate as those printed by a printer.

Ren Yifei glanced at it, and the effect of the pen was no less impressive, also very precise.

One of these two people is in charge of the topographic map on the left, and the other is in charge of the topographic map on the right. It's like a competition. It's enough to draw a schematic diagram, but they have to copy the original model and the original scale.

Two long reed poles roamed about on the sandy ground, and only at the end when the reed poles drawn with straight and long lines met in the middle did they raise their heads: the whole map had been drawn, basically the same as the original picture at the gate. .

"You must have a good memory." Saman smiled.

"It's not bad, maybe the top three in the school." Ren Yifei also smiled.

Two lines cross.

It can be clearly seen from this map that there are three main tourist routes, among which there are three places where two lines cross.

"Here is a peach blossom forest, as well as a farm and a fairy tale castle."

Doesn't sound like it has anything to do with 'Life and Death'.

Ren Yifei stood up and covered his eyes with his hands to look into the distance. Whether it was a peach blossom forest, a farm, or a fairytale castle, there were people there.

At the moment, I don't think about food, but look around for something, it must be a player.

What they can think of, others can too.

He looked back at the sandpit, the thin lines drawn with reed poles were whitened by the sunlight, there were only these three points at the intersection of the travel routes, if you want to add... Ren Yifei's eyes were fixed on the end of the three routes - above the grass skating field .

Three different play lines meet here, different lines, the same point, isn't it also the point of handover?

Touch the fairy tale town above the 'grass skiing field' with a reed in your hand. Saman understands it without opening his mouth: "Search again."

"Where are you searching?" I have searched everything that should be searched, but I can't dig three feet, I don't have that much time.

"The windmill tower, it is the highest point of the entire estate."

Ren Yifei looked at the windmill tower whose gate had been destroyed long ago. The NPCs did not let go of this place when they rioted before. The gate of the windmill tower has been broken, and the space inside is very small, and everything can be seen at a glance.

"There is a pile of sundries inside, it seems to be some puppets."

Take out the large and small fairy tale-style puppets inside one by one. Although they are all dilapidated now, you can still see the exquisiteness of the year.

"What are these? These seven elves are still arranged in order from small to large?" Ren Yifei pointed to the eight puppets bundled together, which were seven elves with hats and a beautiful girl.

Saman turned his head to look, and a doubt flashed: even a person like him who doesn't read fairy tales for girls knows, doesn't this person know?

Theoretically speaking, people who enter the corner of the barren are all of the same cultural background.

"Snow White, those seven are dwarfs."

"Oh, so it's it." Ren Yifei played with the seven dwarves, and naturally filled in the little loophole, "The fairy tales that little girls love to hear."

He lined up the seven dwarfs in a row from high to low, and put Snow White at the end, and then picked up a wooden mermaid statue with moss growing under it.

Wrong, green and brown seaweed.

He poked around among the remaining wood carvings and found an octopus teaming up with a mermaid.

Saman didn't have the nerve to tell him that Mr. Octopus is another well-known character in the animation, it should team up with the yellow sponge, and basically has nothing to do with the mermaid.

After that, they found other puppets with fairy tale backgrounds, some cute, some delicate, but now they are all broken.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to clean up the windmill tower, Saman secretly observed Ren Yifei.

Although Ren Yifei quickly covered up this little bit of unnaturalness and said nothing later, but the strange and novel expression of the puppet at first glance will not deceive people.

That's the real expression of 'A Fei'.

His childhood, fairy tale isolation?

"Here is a large carving, but it only has a head and half a body." Saman took out the last puppet, which was very delicate. It was a goddess with sharp eyes and long curly hair like waves.

"It's a pity that there is only one head and half of the body, as if it was violently broken by something." Ren Yifei also felt that it was a pity that such a beautiful statue was left with this.

Her head is larger than ordinary people. If it is a complete statue, it will be three to five meters long, so it must be very beautiful.

"Which fairy tale is this?" Ren Yifei was curious.

Saman took a closer look. Judging from the pattern on the clothes, it seemed to be a retro Greek dress, with his arms outstretched, and he didn't know what to do: "It's probably a goddess in Greek mythology."

For this kind of fairy tales, he also has little research, and he can't explain why.

The grass is full of these incomplete and dilapidated wood carvings, large and small, showing people the beauty of the fairy tale world.

"These puppets were wet, and there was some sort of seaweed on the bottom."

Seaweed grows all over the estate.

"I also looked inside, the walls and ceiling are painted white, there are no murals, or other hints." Saman came out from the windmill tower.

"What is the result of your divination? Two lines intersect, the boundary between life and death?" Ren Yifei read this message, and he glanced at the puppet again, then shook his head at Saman, expressing that he didn't find anything more.

"Let's go."

The sky was getting dark, and it was already dusk. They searched here, but still found nothing more. Both of them were disappointed, and they were going to go back and think about it.

They walked down the slope, Ren Yifei looked back at the fairy puppets on the grass for the last time.

The evening light fell on the puppets, casting a layer of warm light on them, and the exquisite puppets seemed to come alive.

"What's the matter?" Saman walked a few steps and found that Ren Yifei hadn't followed, and asked him back.

Ren Yifei stretched out his hand and pointed: "Look at it, does it look like the owner of the manor?"

The puppet seemed to be looking here, and the eyes reflected the light.

"Do you remember the first day we came here? It was raining that day, and the owner of the manor was also wearing a white dress?"

It was windy and rainy that day, and the rain washed away their sight. These refugees couldn't wait to go in, and they didn't pay attention to the specific appearance of the administrator.

I only remember that she was wearing a long skirt that was incompatible with the environment, and she had long wavy hair.

Ren Yifei didn't think of her at first, but when he looked back, the angle of the statue miraculously brought back the memory of that day, and he realized that the two were actually similar.

"I'll take another look." Ren Yifei ran towards the grass, and Saman returned without hesitation.

Probably just a kind of intuition, telling them not to let go of this clue.

The other puppets on the grass were pushed away, leaving only the wooden sculptures of the head and shoulders straightened, and the dust on them was carefully wiped off.

"This is a purely hand-carved piece, and the surface is coated with natural waterproof paint." Ren Yifei carefully observed the coating of this half of the wood carving. The wood carving is painted with white paint. Because of its age, it is yellowish and has fine cracks.

Looking at the paint marks on the fractured surface, the paint is evenly applied, with three layers of different materials on the inside and outside.

Looking at the shape of the wood carving, it is obviously not a modern industrial style, and the creator's intentions can be seen in many places.Especially the head, whether it is the hair texture or the crown, is very delicate.

In addition, the gold on the crown is not gold paint, but gold paste, which is very obvious after wiping off the dust.

"If we had known it earlier, we would have washed them, and we would have seen it immediately." Wipe off the dust on the wood carving, and it is like a pearl that wipes off the dust, shining brightly.

Ren Yifei looked at it for a while, then exclaimed: "This thing is quite old, and the original owner seems to take good care of it, so it is still well preserved."

"Teak is used for woodcarving. Teak is precious and expensive, because the material is dense, water-resistant and fire-resistant, and not easy to deform. It is often used to make high-end furniture, decoration, shipbuilding, and decks..."

Saman tilted the angle of the wood carving: "From the direction of the hair and the angle of the neck, when the wood carving is complete, her correct posture should be like this."

A goddess with her head up and her body tilted.

Ren Yifei approached the woodcarving, observing the color change of the white paint.No matter how high-grade the paint is, there will still be a difference in the degree of aging between more sun exposure and less sun exposure.The color of the paint and the fine lines on the surface are the basis for judgment.

He confirmed Saman's statement: "Judging from the aging degree of the paint, the parts with more light are the top of the head and the front face, and the paint under the hair is less aged. It is indeed this posture. Isn't it a bit like flying?"

"It's a Western-style sculpture."

Ren Yifei looked left and right at the wood carving, but remembered something.However, that kind of carving usually appears on antique western ships, and "it" is basically invisible on modern ships.

The two pondered on the wood carving until dark, but there were no more clues.They put the wooden carvings back, and then covered them with other puppets layer by layer.

"I've already taken the photo, and I'll go back and compare it with the real person." Ren Yifei raised the phone in his hand.

"Hmm." Unlike him, Saman looked a little quiet at this time.

He was a bit puzzled about the true character of 'A Fei', the 'A Fei' at this moment is 'Gu Xingye', there are no traces of 'Song Bozhi' and 'He Jun' on him, they have almost nothing in common.

"There's no time to make food at this time. Fortunately, there are still two packs of instant noodles." Ren Yifei took out the instant noodles and chewed dryly, and brought another sausage for the cat.

The black cat glanced at the sausage, disdainful of this food.But there is no way, only it, barely endured.

The wooden house below is not lit, and when you look up, you can see a cluster of stars, which are very low and very close, and you can touch them with your hand—of course, this is an illusion.

The night was so dark, and everything was silent. There were many people living in the manor, but at this moment it was empty.

Ren Yifei and the two slowed down at the same time.

"Today's night is very beautiful." Ren Yifei thought of the night in Desolate Corner, which is also beautiful.

The night in the corner of Desolation is dazzling, a bit like abalone shells, colorful black.Wucai is a space fish that swims in it. It is said that each fish is a copy. I don’t know which fish they are in now.

Are the people of Desolation Horn looking at the fish now, looking at them?

Saman looked up at the sky, only then did he realize how beautiful the night sky in this dungeon is.The purpose of players entering the dungeon is too strong, and the time is very tight. Few people can stop to appreciate the night sky in a horror game.

Looking sideways at Ren Yifei, he also looked at the shining eyes on his face.

Suddenly, Saman remembered that when he saw 'Song Bozhi' for the first time, and when he looked at 'Crane Jun' in the garden that day, he also saw such bright eyes.

The player's eyes are numb, and the day-to-day torture grinds life into survival. The eyes of npcs are dim, they are programmed, but they have no ego.

Only the owner of these eyes, he is "living" very seriously, wearing shackles, standing in the circle, still desperately wanting to "live" wonderfully and infinitely.

No, what is wonderful is not the eyes, but the soul that sees through them.

The numb soul instinctively looks for this surprise, like a desert looking forward to an oasis, but he deceives himself and says that he is looking for a "superior acting partner in the future".

Fortunately, it's not too late.

People in the Corner of Desolation are exiled from the world and have nothing, so once they have something they want, they must hold on to it tightly.

Saman has never understood his heart like this. He wants to grasp this brilliance, even if it burns his soul.

"What are you laughing at?" Ren Yifei looked at Saman who was secretly laughing strangely.

"No, it's just... the starry sky tonight is beautiful." Saman who looked up at the sky turned to him, "Thank you."

Ren Yifei:?

The author has something to say: Saman: The night is beautiful today.