Men of NPCs [Unlimited Streaming]

"Hurry up." Duan pulled Xun Mei's clothes, and they must return to the stairwell as soon as possible to pass the news to Yi Shengxue and Perseus, in case the next person who enters the dream after listening to the lamp under the eaves is their own. People, but they don't know to smash the mirror.

If this is not a team game, the gameplay may be more complicated, and Xun Mei and the others may hide information. Anyway, if they can't get out by themselves, everyone will die together and take revenge on the society on the spot.

But fortunately this time it is the victorious one, a copy of the happy family...

Xun Mei looked away from Yun Jianxian's dead body, turned around and was about to follow Duan away.But at this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly noticed a place that violated the harmony, and it flashed by, as if it was an illusion, but Xun Mei's previous experience in games made Xun Mei never have countless these "illusions", and he suddenly He stopped, turned his head quickly, and looked sharply at the ghost nun in the frame.

In the painting, the nun raised her eyes blankly, still looking like she was about to cry. She raised her hand to wipe away her tears, covered her lips with her sleeve, and asked sobbingly, "Is there anything else? I can't answer any more." Do you have any questions..."

Duan Ye stops, and walks to Nan Mei's side suspiciously.Everyone knows that the most important thing right now is to deliver news to his teammates. Nanmei is by no means a person who can't tell the difference. He will suddenly stop now. The reason can only be that there is a more important task than the above, and even A situation that determines the outcome of a game in one fell swoop.

"...I think," Xun Mei leaned close to Duan's ear and whispered, "I saw her smiling."

Although there was a 'like' in the words, Xun Mei's tone was very firm: "And it's that kind of malicious smile."

"Is she lying?" Duan frowned.Like Xun Mei, although what he uttered was a question, he didn't have any unexpected emotions, and there was even a sense of "finally here" in his words.

People who play a lot of games, the simpler the dungeon mechanism, the less at ease they are, and the more pitfalls they step on, the more convinced they are going in the right direction, but often the planners will also grasp their defensive psychology and deliberately lure them Think more, the more you think about the simple puzzles, the more complicated they become, and you will fall into the trap and become a dead knot.

All the previous remarks of the ghost in the painting are still logical, and his identity is considered real. He can only ask three questions. To make things difficult for players, evil NPCs are always responsive, give what they want, and answer what they ask.

So she deceived almost everyone, including Xun Mei.Even if they later discovered the lie of Huagui, it must be based on the sacrifice of at least one teammate.

The ghost in the painting did not hear the conversation between Xun Mei and Duan Zheli, and was still weeping, lamenting the tragic experience of the Duchess and countless women who died in vain.

Xun Mei didn't act rashly, and wanted Duan to go back to the stairs first to stabilize the mentality of Yi Shengxue and Perseus, in case these two people were smart and were mistaken by their cleverness. It's okay if they don't know anything. Threatening and cheating to get the wrong answer from Mo Nian, that would be really ridiculous.

But he was worried that Nanmei would stay here alone, he felt that the ghost in the painting was not such an easy character to deal with.

The two stalemate for a while, Xun Mei suddenly smiled: "Then let's go back together first, I just have a guess..."

At the moment when the picture frame was about to completely leave the faint candlelight, Duan suddenly turned his head and looked behind him, the air seemed to be silent for a moment, and then he followed Nanmei silently and continued to walk forward.Xun Mei held up the tall candle lamp, turned his head and saw a smile on the corner of his broken lips, he couldn't help but also smiled, and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"You should really see..." Duan narrowed his eyes slightly, and didn't finish his sentence—just now the ghost in the painting was staring at their backs with malicious intent, but he was caught off guard when he turned around suddenly, with the colorful astonishment on his face.

"So what I saw wasn't an illusion?"

Duan stopped laughing and said firmly, "No."

Back in the stairwell, Ting Deng under the eaves had woken up as expected, with a candle lamp and a mirror in his hand, and he was listening to what Mo Nian was saying with his head down. It wasn't any of the players from the two teams who replaced him into a deep sleep , but an NPC.

Seeing Nan Nan and Duan coming late, Mo Nian had an inquiring look in his eyes.Just like Xun Mei can analyze information from Yun Jianxian's expression, they can still deduce some clues from the time the two were delayed.

Xun Mei didn't expect to be able to hide from this group of people, and split up with Duanbing. He stayed in the stairwell to briefly explain the situation to Yi Shengxue and Perseus, and Duan rushed to the second floor to find out if it was closed People in the showroom, going to touch a mirror down.

During this period, Yi Shengxue said something that surprised Xun Mei. After Mo Nian ran back to the stairwell, he didn't hide the news of smashing the mirror in the illusion. Life depends on luck, whoever is the next to enter the illusion will survive.

For a while, Xun Mei couldn't figure out the intention of Mo Nian's move. Maybe Mo Nian always had doubts about what the ghost in the painting said?I say this to let others test the waters; or maybe they know that Nanshui and Duan will come back immediately to share the news with their teammates, why not speak out loudly first, so that Yi Shengxue and Perseus are worried about fraud, if it is their turn next One of them enters the illusion, maybe because of too much thinking, but he hesitates to make a move.

But soon there was an even more ominous thing that Xun Mei had to put aside. Duan, who went downstairs with a mirror, was obviously much more feminine than he was a minute ago. When I came down, I had stepped on step by step.In just a few steps down the stairs, his posture changed drastically again, and when he was approaching Nanmei, he even looked at people with charm, shaking his hips, opening his mouth in a coquettish manner: " ……what's wrong?"

After finishing speaking, he blushed and covered his mouth, feeling ashamed.

"No." Xun Mei couldn't care less about feeling nauseous, and found out the small mirror that had been hidden in the pocket of his coat. He was afraid of breaking it and didn't dare to throw it away, so he had to run up quickly, and put the mirror on the stairs on the second floor. When he turned and went downstairs, he was also pinching his fingers and walking in small steps, like a woman lifting a big skirt while stepping on high heels.

Although Nanmei didn't explain the reason for using the mirror, Yi Shengxue quickly understood his intention: the clues in this game are almost all revealed by the reflection of the mirror, and perhaps using the mirror to see the ghost in the painting will have new meanings. discovery.

But now the mirror on the second floor can no longer be touched, and holding the mirror is more serious than looking in the mirror, otherwise they will soon lose their minds like the three lunatics in the showroom.

Xun Mei thought of the mirror that knocked Yun Jianxian to death, and suddenly understood the key point. The mirror that Yun Jianxian kept on her body was taken out from the duchess' illusion, and the correct human body was reflected in that mirror. It will not aggravate their femininity, and the mirror on the second floor is not the case. If they want to use the mirror to reflect the ghost in the painting, they must use the mirror brought out of the illusion.

The one brought out by Yun Jianxian has been shattered into cobwebs, and the cracks are still soaked in blood, making it unusable. So now they only have the only mirror held by Tingdeng under the eaves.

Do you want to grab it?Xun Mei quickly hinted at Duan with his eyes, Duan's eyes are soft and charming now, his eyelashes are curled by his blinking, and there is an ambiguous look at him, Xun Mei calms down and reads from it, "It's not easy to handle." 'meaning.

Listening to the lamp under the eaves is also a person who has used permanent system enhancement props. If you are straight, it is difficult to pout and break your fingers because of the messy hair now; It's like a sneak attack on a string, and you can't lose money if you steal a chicken.

"Wait a little longer... wait until one of you enters the illusion, and take out the mirror." Xun Mei whispered, "I have the lighter, they can only beg us."

Hearing this, Perseus glanced down at the sleepless trouser pocket, "Tsk, then be careful and keep it safe."

Xun Mei nodded, and when she raised her eyes, she saw Ting Deng under the eaves looking at him gloomyly, with unkind eyes.Xun Mei immediately looked away, not talking nonsense with him.

About 10 minutes later, the NPC who was falling into a deep sleep suddenly yelled, and then sat up straight. The little persimmon was sitting next to him, and stood up the moment he heard the scream, but still did not Just in time, the NPC hugged his leg, and then this man with red eyes and obviously mentally abnormal bit his calf, and blood spilled out instantly.

Mo Nian and Yan Xia Ting Deng rushed up to help, but the crazy man was surprisingly strong, his muscles were as hard as rocks, and the three of them couldn't do anything to him. Xun Mei and the others watched for a while, which also hindered him after the game was over. I still have to be friends, but after the end, the frightening thing is that Nanmei, Perseus, and Yi Shengxue, a total of six people fought against the crazy man, and they barely tore this man off the little persimmon's leg, Xun Mei I felt like I was wrestling with a gigantic boulder, which I tore off at the same time as the madman, and there was a piece of blood dripping from Little Persimmon's leg.

The moment the man was subdued, the color of his whole body gradually faded, and the color of the mirror surface began to be stained from the fingertips, and then, like a broken mirror, it fell apart on the ground in an instant, exploded everywhere, and shattered into pieces. Mirror after mirror of clothed human silhouettes.

Little Persimmon knelt down on the ground in pain, her face contorted, and gasped: "...What, what the hell?"

Mo Nian squatted down to stop her bleeding, and said with a sneer, "It seems that this is the result of smashing that mirror in the illusion."

"You have already discovered that something is wrong with the ghost in the painting?" Xun Mei walked to him and opened the skylight to speak frankly. Mo Nian knew that they had also discovered it, so he smiled and said, "It wasn't long ago, when Xiaoyun attacked the NPC, That female ghost laughed very excitedly, it was the tell that was revealed at that time... I thought I could trick your team."

At present, there are only three NPCs left, and they are all scared unconscious by the broken mad man, but the Duchess will not take pity on them, and soon one NPC fell into a deep sleep.Xun Mei couldn't help but secretly sighed that the luck was really bad, thinking about whether to continue to wait or to cooperate with the enemy team again, who knows if the stairwell is safe or not, in case a mirror has already climbed over, it is now taking pictures of them in the corner... …

However, when he raised his head, Xun Mei's pupils shrank from the scene in front of him, and the corners of his lips curled up triumphantly when he listened to the lamp under the eaves. The candle lamp in his hand was already lit, while he deliberately played with a lighter in the other hand ...

It was the one that should have been in Xun Mei's pocket.

The author has something to say:

Ghost in the painting: If the planners forced me to remind you with a smirk on purpose, with the acting skills of this Oscar queen... Humph!

Meimei: ...