Krypton Life Game [Unlimited]

Huangquan Inn?

Seeing this name, everyone's heart shrank violently.Whose inn would have such an unlucky name?

"You brothers are asked to clean the first floor and the yard, what are you doing here?" The old man raised a kerosene lamp to shine on the crowd, his face covered with bark-like wrinkles showed a hint of anger.

He was supporting a thin crutch, and on his rickety back was a blue leather bundle that looked like a hill, and he didn't know what it contained, it was bulging.

Xiaopingtou rushed to meet him, "It will be ready soon, we are fetching water."

The old man snorted, and used his crutches to push away the small crew cut that was blocking the way. With the swaying of the burden, everyone found a little girl in ragged clothes standing behind him.The girl held the corner of the bundle in one hand, and the bamboo ball with the bell in the other, lowering her eyes timidly, not daring to look at anyone.

"If you can't fix it before you go to bed, don't say nine days, tomorrow I will quit all of you day laborers, so that you won't get any money." The girl walked slowly towards the small building.

"Don't worry, I promise to clean it well." Xiao Pingtou respectfully said to the old man's back.

There is no doubt that the old man is the NPC that Xiao Pingtou was talking about before.Everyone also quickly learned their identity at this time from the old man's words, the inn laborer.

"Be careful not to disobey him." Xiao Pingtou told everyone, "Clean first, and check to see if there is any clue of the key. No matter whether you find it or not, it is best for everyone to meet after cleaning."

The plaid shirt that was pulling the placket to bind the arm suddenly asked, "There are eight of us, do we need to find eight keys or one?"

Xiaoping paused for a moment, "Of course it is. This kind of novice secret room is completed by everyone's teamwork."

The plaid shirt nodded and did not speak again.Zhang Chi wanted to help him, but the other party refused with a black face.

Xiao Pingtou led his three patrons to clean the yard, and the big man, Song Ci, Zhang Chi and Plaid Shirt went in to clean the first floor.

Zhang Chi, who was left behind, tugged at Song Ci and whispered to his ear, "The name of this inn, the atmosphere like a haunted house! Senior, do you think we have encountered a secret room? The old man just now must be a ghost, right?"

"Are you looking forward to it?" Song Ci didn't understand why the kid was so excited.With gloomy tones, dilapidated buildings, weird old men, and the addition of a "wedding banquet", Zhang Chi is actually right. The elements of a horror movie are basically all there.

"That's right, what kind of secret room game is this? It feels quite exciting. When I used to watch those supernatural movies, I often wondered why I didn't encounter such a good thing!"

Song Ci: …………………

good thing?You call this a good thing?

"I'm so nervous, it's the first time to see hell, senior, do you think we should prepare some greetings for him?" Zhang Chi, who talked a lot, rubbed his hands excitedly.

"I think you are like a meeting gift." Song Ci kicked his heels, "Also, that old man has feet and shadows, so he can't be a ghost."

"Hey~" Zhang Chi scratched the back of his neck in disappointment.

Song Ci: ……………

What's the matter, I'm disappointed that I didn't meet a ghost?

"Hey, what's the matter?" Zhang Chi paused when he touched the back of his neck, and took out the necklace of the same style as Song Ci from under his clothes.

"You haven't seen it either." Song Ci saw it clearly now, the number on the pendant of Zhang Chi's necklace is '2023', but the four letters on the back are the same, PLEF.

He frowned slightly, only he and Zhang Chi have it, is it some kind of selective setting of the secret room, or is it related to the manual that brought them here? What do 2021 and 2023 mean, year?

"It's definitely not mine. I don't like to wear such sloppy things, it's too much of a hindrance during training." Zhang Chi shook his head, "What do you mean? Pretty vicious woman?"

Song Ci: ……………

I'm still a pretty devil!

Agitated by the relaxation of the rough nerves, Song Ci's tension also dissipated a lot.Looking around with the dim light of the lantern, as far as the eye can see, the doors and windows of the guest rooms on the second floor are all closed, and there is no sound at all.In the hall directly opposite the door on the first floor, there are more than a dozen wooden tables, the tabletops have been soaked black and shiny by years of oil stains.

On the right hand side are the counter and shelves of the inn. Apart from the abacus, there is also a western desk clock on the counter. The delicate appearance is incompatible with the dilapidated surroundings.

Behind the counter are shelves, and there are many large and small wine jars piled up on the ground.

In the back there are several rooms covered with coarse curtains, the innermost one is lit, the little girl who just came back with the old man lifted a corner of the curtain and was looking out curiously.

There are also two doors on the left hand side. The outer door is half-closed, and the stove and chopping boards inside are faintly visible. It should be the kitchen of the inn.The door on the back was abnormally locked tightly.

The hall looks ordinary everywhere, but there is a strange and unknown atmosphere everywhere.

The inn's business was also extremely bleak, except for a few of them and the old man and little girl who had just returned, there were not even half of the guests.

Strange, Song Ci touched his broken felt hat. Since there was no business, why did the old man spend so much money to hire so many day laborers?

"Bang!" Song Ci, who was in a daze, accidentally kicked the bench. The pain caused him to jump up with his calf in his arms, and he bumped into the pillar again in embarrassment.

The little girl who was peeking at them burst out laughing and was dragged back by the old man.

Song Ci: ……………

Ignoring the surprised gazes cast by the big man and Zhang Chi, Song Ci put down her legs as if nothing had happened, and started sweeping the floor pretending to be busy.A few people wiped and swept, and quickly took action.

What surprised everyone was that during the time they were cleaning, there were actually three groups of guests visiting the house, and what was even more strange was that none of them were staying at the hotel.

The first two groups brought servants to buy wine, and the last one was a slightly plump middle-aged woman in her 40s with a shiny silver bracelet on her wrist.The old man and the woman seemed to be acquaintances, and as soon as he saw her coming, he drove the little girl to the hall to play with bamboo balls, then led the woman into the house, and closed the door mysteriously.

The two talked for about ten minutes. There was a little girl sitting at the door, and Song Ci and the others didn't dare to go over and eavesdrop.

After seeing off the last guest, the old man entered the kitchen with his only kerosene lamp in the entire inn. After a while, there was the sound of clanging vegetables being cut.

Song Ci glanced around, picked up the rag and approached the locked door.

The door is not an ordinary copper lock, but a complicated seven-connected copper ring lock, which cannot be opened at all for a while.Judging by the gusts of cold wind blowing from under the door, the door probably led to the backyard of the inn.

Song Ci picked up the copper rings with his hands, and found that there seemed to be characters cast on the copper locks inside. When he moved the copper rings to the side for a closer look, he saw that there were only two characters with unknown meanings on the lock, [Eight Knives], the font It is a common face.

split into two?

"What are you doing?" Song Ci was about to lift the lock body to see which side to separate from, when the old man's hoarse voice sounded behind him, making him shiver reflexively.

"Clean the door." Song Ci shook the rag on her hand, and quickly threw out the excuse she had thought up before.

"That door doesn't need to be wiped." The old man pressed Song Ci's shoulder with the tip of his cane, and forced him away from the door.Song Ci had no choice but to put on a show and turn to wipe the Western clock on the counter.

"You don't need to move the wine jars." The two big jars were removed just now, Zhang Chi wanted to arrange the remaining wine jars on the ground more neatly, but the old man stopped him sharply, "Just do what you should do. "

Zhang Chi raised his eyebrows and exchanged glances with Song Ci. There might be something wrong with the door and the wine jar.

Song Ci wiped and stared at the Western clock on the counter carefully.Although in this era in history, there are many amazing works of art and products that combine Chinese and Western styles, but the clock in front of him always makes him feel a little out of harmony.

Inside the transparent glass cover is an exquisitely crafted pendulum-style clock. The gold-plated case is shining golden. On the clock dial is an ink-and-wash style picture of a monk ringing the bell under the moon. The accompanying poem is smaller than a sesame seed.

Song Ci squinted her eyes and tried to identify it for a long time, but it turned out to be a nondescript doggerel, [On the fifth or sixth floor of the domed pagoda, the monk walked slowly out, with a round fan half covering his face, a visitor came and closed the door. 】

He read it again, and suddenly realized that this is a riddle!

river snail?conch?Song Ci, who quickly guessed the mystery, looked around. Is there any cabinet inlaid with mother-of-pearl in the inn?

More than half an hour later, the tired people gathered in the lobby to meet the old man.Song Ci, who had the weakest physical strength, could hardly straighten her waist.At this time, he missed his soft and comfortable big bed very much, even if he could lie down for 10 minutes, it would be good.

The old man looked around with a cold face, nodded, and brought out a basket of steamed buns with thick noodles, a pot of gruel and two plates of fried vegetables, and signaled to everyone that this was their dinner.

The white-collar girl glanced at Xiao Ping cautiously, can I eat whatever is in the secret room?

Xiaopingtou nodded silently, yes.

"Great!" The fat man, who happened to be so hungry, sat down immediately and reached out to grab the steamed buns.

"No rules!" The tip of the old man's crutch stretched out a blade, and it slashed across like lightning, and the fat man's left hand snapped off, and fell on the table with a "click".

"Ah!!!" The fat man screamed heart-piercingly, clutching his broken wrist, jumped three feet up from the seat, blood spurting everywhere.

Xiaoping reached out to support him, the fat man rolled his eyes and passed out from the pain.

The man with glasses and the white-collar girl next to him turned pale with fright, and hurriedly stood up.

"Eat!" The old man urged, knocking the ground with his blood-stained cane.

Crowd: ………………

You can't go against the meaning of the npc, you have to be knifed if you eat it.Everyone neither sat nor walked, they all froze in place for a moment.

Only Zhang Chi said without fear of death, "Old man, what do you mean by rules?"

The old man ignored him, his cloudy one-eyed was like a cold poisonous snake, swept across the crowd coldly, and landed on the severed hand on the table, "Or do you want to add another meat dish?"

The man with glasses was so frightened by the old man's malicious eyes that his feet went limp, and he fell directly on the stool.

It's over!He closed his eyes in fear and waited for a long time, but the old man didn't move.

So, is it okay for the man with glasses to sit down first?

Everyone, look at me, and I look at you. I don't know what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd of the cloudy old man.

"Could it be that the rules of eating are orderly for the elders and younger?" the white-collar girl whispered to the crowd.The man with glasses seemed to be the oldest among them all.

"Then the second one should be me?" The plaid shirt tentatively leaned on the edge of the table and sat down.The old man swung his cane, and the arm of the plaid shirt was cut in two.

"Bang!" Half of the scorched arm fell straight in front of the man with glasses.His face turned pale with fright, and he tremblingly grabbed the Guanyin card on his chest, fearing that the old man would give him a blow in the next second.

The plaid shirt was also considered a tough guy, and he didn't say a word while clutching his bloody arm, but the sweat kept rolling down from the pain, soaking through his collar.

Regardless of age, men with glasses rank first.Considering these two elements, Song Ci suddenly remembered something, the examination number!

"The order of the test numbers!" Song Ci winked at Xiao Pingtou, "The second one is Fatty."

Xiaopingtou hesitated.

"Eat!" The old man slammed the ground with his cane, urging him to die.

Cold sweat broke out on everyone's foreheads.

Xiaopingtou gritted his teeth, and put the fainted fat man on the stool tremblingly.The old man looked at him expressionlessly.

Song Ci sat down decisively for the third time, but the old man still didn't respond.

What a test number!The rest of them felt relieved and sat down one by one according to their test numbers.

"Brothers should look like brothers." The old man nodded in satisfaction when he saw everyone 'Brothers and Brothers' taking their seats.

Crowd: ………………

The old man pointed to the room covered with coarse curtains in the corner, "Tonight, you all live there, remember to choose someone to watch the night in the hall. The rest should not wander around."

Xiaopingtou quickly agreed.

After the old man left, everyone looked at the bloody smell on the table without any intention of eating, so they exchanged in low voices what they saw.

Xiaopingtou and the white-collar girl bandaged the wounds of the fat man and the plaid shirt, and told Song Ci and the others that the stables, wells, firewood stacks and surrounding walls in the yard had been searched, and no new clues were found.

"There are two places in the building, and we may need to find an opportunity to investigate carefully later." Zhang Chi described the old man's strange attitude towards the locked door and the wine jar.

"There should be one more place," the big man added, "on the second floor."

From the beginning, the old man refused to let them go to the guest room area on the second floor, and he didn't mention cleaning the second floor at all, which meant that the second floor was also a 'restricted area'.

"Yes, the key to the secret room is probably hidden in these places. We will find a chance to check it out tomorrow." Xiaopingtou agreed.

"Senior, do you have anything to add?" Zhang Chi bumped Song Ci's arm.

"There is a riddle on the Western clock. The puzzle points to things like snails and conchs. When you see a cabinet inlaid with mother-of-pearl, a box, or an object with such things, you can pay attention to what information there should be."

Is there a riddle on the Western clock?Everyone looked at each other, but they didn't notice at all.

Song Ci rubbed her chin with her knuckles slowly, "Besides, strictly speaking, it may not have anything to do with the key clues, but I think those visiting guests are a bit weird."

Come to the inn to buy wine at night, isn't there a place that sells wine nearby?

"As far as those guests are concerned, they should all be quite rich." The man with glasses gossiped, "I saw that there were either cars or rickshaws waiting outside the door."

The white-collar girl answered, "The aunt who came in the cheongsam at the end seems to be a matchmaker."

"Matchmaker?" Song Ci looked over with interest.

The white-collar girl looked a little embarrassed by him, and lowered her eyes, "I guess, when they went out, I happened to be near the door, and I heard the aunt say before she left, 'You know the family background of the Hu family, You can do whatever you want'."

"Damn it, does "The Wedding Banquet" mean that the little girl is getting married? No way, how old is the little girl? Doesn't she have any humanity!" Zhang Chi opened his mouth so wide that he could swallow an egg.

"They may not be talking about the little girl, are they?"

"Who else is there? It may not be the old lady of the Hu family who wants to recruit, right?" Plaid Shirt agreed with Zhang Chi's opinion.There were only two people in the inn, and the old man should be the only one who could decide the marriage, the little girl who was by his side.

"The fate of the NPC is beyond our control. Our focus is to find the key." Xiao Pingtou broke open half of the steamed bun and brought the topic back to 'right way'. "Let's discuss one more thing, who will be on duty tonight?"

"Seniors are in order." The plaid shirt taunted, clutching his injured arm.

"It's not that I cut off your arm and got angry at me!" The man with glasses pushed his glasses.

Xiaopingtou thought for a while, and suggested, "How about drawing lots? It's simple and fair."

"Okay, draw lots!" The man with glasses agreed quickly.There is still a chance that the lottery will be replaced by someone else. According to the test number, it will definitely be him today.The task given by the secret room is to survive, this inn is eerie, who knows if it will be haunted?

The white-collar girl and Zhang Chi also felt that the lottery was fair, and the remaining big man and Song Ci said it didn't matter, so Xiao Pingtou went to the barn to find eight straws according to local conditions, cut one of them in half, and held it in his hand for everyone to draw.Each person chooses one, and the last remaining one is just for the fainted fat man.

"Thank God." The man with glasses who got the long lottery as he wished excitedly grabbed the Guanyin card on his chest and kissed it.

The white-collar girl looked at the long initials in her hand, and the corners of her mouth relaxed.

Xiaoping let go of his palm, the two sticks in his hand are long sticks.

Seeing that the several donors were all 'all right', his tone became much lighter. Looking at the remaining few, he asked, "Who is the short sign?"

"I."

Song Ci shook the straw that was half a palm long on her hand.