Krypton Life Game [Unlimited]

Plaid Shirt's death was tragic and strange.The inn only has two floors. Normally speaking, it is impossible to break a person into the appearance in front of him.

Everyone was stunned for a while.

The second floor and the room of the one-eyed old man were quiet. I don't know if they didn't care about what happened outside or didn't care at all. No one came out.

"Sure enough, there are dirty things here!" The man with glasses nervously grabbed Yu Guanyin on his chest, and looked around in panic, "What should we do, will it be our turn next?"

You are next!The curse-like words of the fallen dead echoed violently in Song Ci's mind.The next one will definitely not be me!He clenched his fist silently.

The fat man and the white-collar girl immediately turned pale, and refuted the man with glasses, "Don't talk nonsense."

"Check it out, there should be clues on him." Xiao Pingtou hesitated for a few seconds, then walked towards the scattered corpses in plaid shirts.

Xiao Pingtou was the most experienced in secret rooms among them. Since he speculated that there were clues in the corpse, the possibility was naturally extremely high.

The surroundings were filled with the smell of rust, and the ground was also stained with blood. Zhang Chi and Song Ci did some mental building before they could keep up with Xiaopingtou's pace.The fat man hesitated for a while, and dragged the man with glasses to go there, but the man with glasses refused desperately.

The white-collar girl stood at the back and dared not move for a long time.Seeing this, Song Ci gave her a step and asked her to go back and put away the brocade cloth strips that Datong had spread.

The most calm one was the big man. He calmly tore off the veil that was piled up next to him, wrapped it tightly around his hands a few times, and squatted down first to observe the corpse at a close distance.Seeing this, the others tried their best to control their fear and squatted down.

The body part in front of Song Ci was an arm, and that half of the charred arm happened to be one of the signs to identify the plaid shirt at this moment.

For a moment, he couldn't think of any way to tear the flesh of a person so horribly, it looked like something was originally lodged in the body of the plaid shirt, and then crushed his body , broke out.

The man with glasses was right about one thing. This kind of insane method really didn't look like what normal humans could do.

"Did you find anything?" Song Ci took a deep breath and talked to the big man diagonally opposite.

"Bleeding." The big man looked calm, and motioned Song Ci to look carefully at the scattered corpses.

The visual impact of the corpse was so strong that Song Ci didn't notice the blood at all, and only noticed the abnormality after the big man reminded him.For normal adults, blood accounts for about 7% to 8% of body weight, but now there are too few blood stains on the floor.

Had the plaid shirt been dead for some time before falling to the floor?

Just as Song Ci raised his head to look at the roof, the big man next to him had already climbed onto the beam neatly.

After a few seconds, he jumped down and shook his head at Song Ci, "There is no trace of hanging anything."

Did plaid shirts really die from some unnatural force?Song Ci lowered her head again, staring at those rough wounds, and suddenly remembered the experience of being strangled by a giant snake last night.

Could it be that the plaid shirt was strangled by the giant snake that turned into those seals?He subconsciously looked at the door leading to the backyard, and the brass lock was hanging on it.

"There seems to be something in his pocket." Zhang Chi next to him exclaimed in a low voice, and everyone quickly surrounded him.

"Offended." Zhang Chi clasped his hands together and bowed guiltily to the plaid shirt corpse.Then he pulled out the shiny golden thing.

It was a piece of crumpled beige brocade, but the pattern was very familiar. After unfolding, there was a Chinese character '米' in full writing on it.

Meter?

Song Ci's heart skipped a beat. The color and texture of this piece of cloth is almost exactly the same as the piece of cloth with the word "wood" left over from it. Moreover, if the head is hidden, the word "rice" looks very similar to wooden bottom.Perhaps one of the seven cloth strips they got before was 'rice'?

Zhang Chi looked at the brocade carefully, "Rice? What do you mean?"

"Does it mean rice?" Although the white-collar girl standing in the corner did not dare to approach, she tried her best to provide ideas, "I heard from my grandma that if you encounter an evil spirit, there is a way to exorcise it by throwing rice on people."

"But, what does this have to do with the key?" Zhang Chi said that it was not reliable.Song Ci lowered his eyelashes thoughtfully.

"The place where the key is hidden is in the rice, the kitchen!" The man with glasses patted his head and ran to the kitchen. In order to avoid those corpses as much as possible, he ran out of a parabola.

The fat man hastily followed.Although Xiaopingtou and the others felt that it should not be that simple, they still followed with a glimmer of hope.

In the kitchen, there is a small bag of white rice for the guests. The man with glasses came in to help the cook during the day and saw it.He and the fat man poured out all the rice and searched carefully for a long time, but couldn't find anything other than rice.Obviously they guessed wrong.

"Fuck, rice, what else can it be if it's not rice?" The fat man who had been tossing around for a long time angrily kicked the rice on the ground, raising half of the rice grains.

"Don't be impulsive." The man with glasses wanted to persuade the fat man, but was pushed away.The fat man walked out angrily.

"Where are you going?" the white-collar girl who was helping to pack the rice asked worriedly.

"Sprinkle water, get some air." The fat man said without turning his head.

White-collar girl: ……………

In the hall, Zhang Chi and Song Ci gathered all the corpses of the plaid shirt together, and pulled the bed sheet from the bed to cover it.

Xiao Pingtou persuaded them not to rush in vain, "Actually, the player's body will disappear in a short time."

The two still insisted on pulling the sheets evenly.

When the rabbit dies, the fox is sad, and things hurt its kind.A living person died in such an inexplicable way.Apart from these, they did not know what else to do for their dead companion.

The night rain was like ice, pouring chills into the bones of everyone.

Although there are more clues, no one is happy.

Returning to Datong shop with a heavy heart, everyone who couldn't sleep gathered together to study the clues, and even the white-collar girl at the end of the shop came over.As the only woman here, everyone left her the safest and independent corner of the shop by default.

"Did you find anything else during the day?" Xiaoping looked at everyone.

"I once sneaked to the second floor to take a look, but I couldn't get in. There are strange copper plate locks on the doors of the guest rooms, and the workmanship is very delicate." The big man dipped his finger in water and drew the shape of the lock on the tea tray.

The lock head is about the size of a dictionary, and inside are large and small rectangles and squares, which look a bit like Hua Rongdao.

Another weird lock!Everyone looked at the tea tray in silence.

"A combination lock?" the white-collar girl asked uncertainly.

"Yes. I also slipped up once," Xiaopingtou nodded seriously. "The lock looks a bit complicated, and it probably takes a lot of time just to open it."

Song Ci yawned. It seems that the lock of this inn is not simple.

"I played with that little girl for a while in the afternoon. She is not the old man's granddaughter, but a homeless child he picked up from the street a few days ago." The white-collar girl added.

The fat man was not interested in the little girl, so he interrupted, "I think the best way now is to go out and find something related to 'rice'."

Xiaopingtou stopped him, "It's useless to rush, let's organize our thoughts and then search in groups."

The seven cloth strips found before were burned too badly, so far only the last one can be confirmed to be the character '米'.But the directivity is not clear. Finding out various directions and searching in groups is the best way to save time.

Zhang Chi tilted his head and looked at the beige cloth strip held in the hand of the white-collar girl through a handkerchief, "This cloth strip can also be said to be beige, right? Does the word written on the cloth strip refer to the color? Has anyone seen this color anywhere?"

Everyone carefully recalled what they saw in the inn and shook their heads.

"Maybe it's something in the shape of '米'?"

Mi-shaped?Zhang Chi actively spread his thinking, "M-shaped floor tiles? M-shaped decoration?"

"I remembered, there is a shelf in that old man's room, and the things on the shelf look like a rice character from a distance." The white-collar girl's eyes lit up.

"This can be regarded as a target that needs to be investigated." Xiao Pingtou said.

Seeing that Song Ci hadn't spoken, the big man turned to look at him, "What do you think?"

"Strictly speaking, I only have an immature guess, and I need more evidence." Song Ci tapped the soft brim of the hat hanging beside her ear with the pulp of her index finger, speaking at a moderate pace , "If you regard the cloth strips of seven colors as seven clues, and the 'rice' just discovered is one of them, I think of a familiar saying."

"What?" the man with glasses asked impatiently.

"Seven things to open the door in the morning, firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, tea." Song Ci's articulation has the unique crispness of northerners, like a clear spring flowing in summer night, and the words are clear and pleasant.

"Are you sure that the clue 'mi' is one of the seven clues, not the eighth clue?" Xiaopingtou questioned.

"It's probably [-]% sure. Its color, texture, and the lower part that resembles the word 'wood' are the same as the slightly larger cloth strip with the word 'wood' we found before."

"But, all the cloth strips are kept here, how do you compare them?" The white-collar girl took out the rest of the cloth strips in her pocket in confusion.

"I remember." Song Ci confidently tapped her forehead twice with her index finger.As a painter, he has an extremely keen memory for colors, patterns and the proportions of objects.

The unbelieving Xiaopingtou compared the two pieces of brocade, and they were exactly the same.

"Hey, if you look carefully, could this small word for 'wood' be the lower part of 'firewood'?" The white-collar girl asked while holding a khaki cloth strip.

"This is also very similar to the second half of 'tea'." Zhang Chi shook the light brown strip of cloth with the word 'small' left on it.

Everyone compared them according to 'firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, tea'. Except for vinegar and oil, there is no matching part, and the other five characters can be matched with the remaining ink marks.

The white-collar girl was a little excited, "It's really these seven words!"

"It might just be a coincidence." Xiao Pingtou said.

"It is true that more evidence is needed." Song Ci blinked twice, with childlike cunning flashing in her black and white eyes, "So I just said that I think this conjecture is not very reliable."

Xiaopingtou: ...

The white-collar girl looked at the cloth strips, "The firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and tea of ​​the inn are all in the kitchen. It seems that our focus should be on the kitchen."

The fat man was eager to find the key, "Then what are you waiting for, let's go quickly. Find the key and leave quickly. I don't want to stay in this shitty place for a minute longer."

Plaid Shirt's death made him realize the horror of the game, and Crew wasn't lying, it would literally kill them.

"It's not just the kitchen," the big man added. "There's a firewood pile next to the stable, and there's a small porcelain jar for tea in the old man's room."

Fatty: ………

"And it also depends on how these seven characters are understood. If it is the result of the aggregation of these seven things, food and tea, then the places where they appear are the tables in the hall and the guest rooms?" Xiaopingtou also put forward different opinions.

Fatty: ……………

In this way, wouldn't the scope of clues expand back to almost the entire inn?

Fatty looked at Song Ci with the last hope, "What do you think?"

Song Ci shook his head sleepily, now his mind is like a mess, and he can't think of anything.

"It will be dawn in more than an hour. I think everyone should take the time to rest." The white-collar girl suggested.

After staying up all night, everyone folded their clothes and lay down, and fell asleep without knowing it.

The next morning, while it was still raining outside, the plaid shirt body was gone.Everyone looked solemn, and their mood was even more gloomy than the weather outside.

The one-eyed old man didn't seem to notice that there was one person missing, and he didn't mention the plaid shirt in a word.

He let the man with glasses and the white-collar girl go in to help in the kitchen, while the rest were assigned to scrub the floor of the hall.

After breakfast, the old man took out the blue package from earlier and asked everyone to arrange the inn.

Open the package, inside is a pile of joyful red, silk cloth, red paper, dragon, phoenix, golden candles and other things.The man with glasses and the others were a little dazed, so they set up a wedding hall at the inn?

Just after ten o'clock, the black suit seemed to have something to do, and left the inn with a few people.When I went out, I happened to walk across from the matchmaker from the first night.

The matchmaker and the old man still locked themselves in the room mysteriously to chat about things.

The little girl was sitting at the door, seriously playing with the palm-sized bamboo ball with bells.

The big man who was wrapping red silk on the handrail of the stairs winked at Song Ci and Zhang Chi next to him. The old man was being dragged by the matchmaker, and many men in black also left. It was a good time for them to explore the second floor.Because they couldn't confirm which guest room still had the man in black, they focused on the Tianzi Hall where the coffin was placed.

The white-collar girl, Xiaopingtou and the others deliberately hung red silk near the little girl to cover up the people upstairs, while the three people on the other side had slipped to the entrance of Tianzihao.

The cold air from the crack of the door rushed straight to the door, causing Song Ci to shiver involuntarily.He took a deep breath, and walked forward with the nervousness of playing a game to open a boss.