Lost City [Unlimited]

seventh floor.

The four surviving people rested for a while, even though their hearts were weighed down by the lives that had just passed away, and they were so heavy that they couldn't open their eyes, they just wanted to fall to the ground and fall into a sleepy sleep, but they had to fight against the pressure of the little time left. Move forward.

A very beautiful woman came to answer the door.

She was wearing a bright red dress, with maroon wavy hair permed, and the surface of the silver high-heeled shoes refracted five colors of light.

The woman leaned against the door frame, with one white arm supporting the other, the cigarette between her fingers burned a little gray, and the light mist escaped from the lips that were full of lipstick, adding to her exquisite beauty. Makeup adds a hazy filter.

Her eyes flicked back and forth over the four of them, and then the corners of her mouth curled up in a standard polite gesture.

Her first sentence was to ask: "Do you think love can be eternal?"

The four were stunned.

Sun Meng regained consciousness and took the lead in answering: "Yes."

The woman just looked at her with such blurred and deep eyes, and spoke at a steady pace: "It seems that you love someone..."

She closed her lips, as if she was breathing a sigh of relief, but also as if she was recalling the memory of the other party through the broken time here.

"It's a pity he died."

Sun Meng froze on the spot, opened her mouth and didn't speak.

Her eyes were empty, as if she had been drawn into some kind of thought.

Hu Ling's eyes flickered slightly, "It seems that you think that only death can lead to eternity."

The woman turned her eyes to look at him, and smiled slightly: "As long as people are alive, they will have all kinds of strange thoughts every second. Their souls are floating around in unknown spaces. Maybe he is sitting in front of you, but the soul has already passed away. Leaning next to another and whispering."

"You can never fully understand a person, including yourself. But can you determine the ending of an unfinished book? Will the unpredictable future make you embrace countless what-ifs?"

"...Only death, it faithfully draws a full stop, bringing eternity of time and space to those of us who survive in the next world."

Hu Ling smiled lightly, and there was interest in his dark pupils: "You may be a great philosopher."

The woman smiled: "Everyone who is struggling in this world can be, or rather, everyone who has lived."

Mo Yexiang was dizzy listening to it, feeling that the heaviness and gloom hovering in his heart before were squeezed out by this bunch of nagging words.

She poked Yu Songyuan secretly, and really wanted to find a scumbag accomplice: "Hey, do you understand?"

Yu Songyuan was silent for a moment, but still said truthfully: "Maybe she should see a psychiatrist."

Mo Yexiang stared: "You also think there is something wrong with her mind!?"

Yu Songyuan: "...I just think she suppressed certain emotions, which led to some mental illnesses, such as depression."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Mo Yexiang and sighed: "I don't understand...don't attack me personally, maybe that's not her problem."

Mo Yexiang: "..."

I understand, it's the dog's problem, the dog's brain is not working.

Golden Retriever: ...This pot is really big.

Woman: "Come in and have a seat."

"Drip! The customs clearance option has been triggered!"

[Option [-]: Fulfill the wish of jealousy]

【Option [-]: Kill Jealousy】

"Please complete the selection within 10 minutes, please double-click when selecting."

Mo Yexiang: "?"

Mo Yexiang: "What's the situation? Why did it trigger when she invited us in?"

Her expression froze, "I'm afraid there is a super big pit waiting for us inside."

Sun Meng had already regained her composure, with her small head resting on the golden dog's head, her tone was low: "We have to jump even if it's a pit, do we have a choice?"

Mo Yexiang folded his ears back, "... also."

"Drip! The selection is complete."

【Wish of Jealousy: Eternity】

【She wants to treat you to a cup of tea. 】

Everyone: "...?"

Mo Yexiang: "What the hell? What does drinking tea have to do with eternity? This synopsis is not as detailed as before, so I can't understand it!"

Sun Meng slowly told the horror story: "She said before that only death can bring eternity..."

"...I'll go." Mo Yexiang was terrified: "Isn't there poison in the tea?"

During the conversation, the four of them had followed the woman into the room.

The interior of the house is very cozy, and every item is neatly arranged in categories.

On the coffee table and by the window sill, you can see transparent prismatic glass cups, as well as flowers holding dew in the cups.

This is undoubtedly a house carefully decorated by the owner, as beautiful and exquisite as the hostess' makeup.

The four of them were led to sit on the couch, the woman turned around without forgetting to smile back and said, "I'll make tea for you."

Everyone: "..."

This, in fact, is unnecessary.

Mo Yexiang tried to stop her, but Sun Meng strangled her neck first.

She won't feel pain and suffocation, but it also stops her unspoken words.

Mo Yexiang glanced at the woman's back, gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "What are you doing, there must be something wrong with the tea!"

Sun Meng said very rationally: "But we need to fulfill her wish."

Mo Yexiang: "Her wish is for eternity, for us to die! Could it be that we really sent ourselves to die voluntarily!?"

"uncertain."

Hu Ling made a sound suddenly, the color of his eyes seemed to become deeper in the struggle between sleepiness and willpower, like a night where no one is quiet, the sky is not as dark as stars and moonlight.

When the boss spoke, Mo Yexiang calmed down a bit: "Then the tea will be served later, shall we drink it or not?"

Hu Ling: "It depends on the situation. Let her talk for a while first, and make a decision after getting more information."

Mo Yexiang: "Okay, I'll follow you, I'll drink it if you drink it, and I won't drink it if you don't!"

But they didn't wait for the four cups of tea.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"

The woman's scream suddenly sounded out, and then stopped abruptly after briefly tensing people's nerves.

It was as abrupt as a wildly unsuccessful performance.

Mo Yexiang trembled, and asked in a trembling voice: "It came from the kitchen... Do you want to see it?"

Hu Ling: "Go."

Yu Songyuan stood up silently, walked towards the kitchen with the white cat on his head.

Mo Yexiang took two tentative steps and followed closely.

The kitchen door was open, and they could see the horror without going in.

The slim and beautiful woman just now fell face-on to the ground, with blood flowing around her.

There were shattered ceramic shards on her right side, but they didn't seem to hear the sound of the fragile objects falling to the ground just now.

"vomit--"

Amid the pungent smell of blood, Mo Yexiang groaned in disgust, but his eyes stubbornly scanned the corpse, trying to find any valuable clues.

Yu Songyuan carefully avoided the blood on the ground, and moved to the side of the woman to make sure she was still breathing.

"No breathing, no pulse, should be dead."

Mo Yexiang looked at the corpse with focused eyes, but his thoughts seemed to have not caught up with this divine turning point: "How could it be? Why did she die?"

She paused, then asked again: "Then isn't our task finished? She has no way to invite us to drink tea."

Sun Meng said quietly; "Don't forget, where is this?"

"The NPC is dead, and there may be a second form. Maybe the difficulty of the level of the seventh floor is here."

What is the second form of the NPC?

All players can answer without thinking - ghost.

Mo Yexiang's legs were a little weak: "That's over, it will be very scary if it suddenly jumps out!"

Her focus is on—suddenly.

Hu Ling glanced at her.

Sun Meng also asked her: "Aren't you afraid of ghosts?"

Mo Yexiang replied: "I was afraid at first, but then I killed the ghost once... and then I am not afraid anymore."

All in all, I was forced to "grow up" in this game.

Mo Yexiang: "Now I'm afraid that they will look ugly, so I deliberately play flash. It's too exciting, my little heart can't stand it."

"..." Sun Meng: "No, I think you are very good."

Mo Yexiang: "Thank you. What shall we do next? Study how she died?"

She looked around and sighed: "But it's very inconvenient for us to look like this now."

There are no players whose characters are human, only one wolf, one cat, one dog, and one snake are left, and it may be difficult to turn jealousy over.

But the four people on her back have been checked one after another, and there are no wounds.Fatal in a short period of time, it is estimated that the fatal injury is on the front, most likely the position of the heart.

But the woman was lying on her stomach, upright and upright, her front body was tightly attached to the ground. If she was stabbed in the heart and died, the murder weapon must have been taken away.

They searched the entire kitchen and there were normal kitchen items and there was no trace of blood on the knives.

So the murder weapon should not be here.

—Then where is it hidden?And who killed jealousy?What is the motive and method of killing?

What does her death mean?

Questions followed the strange death of the woman, and like a ball of yarn where the end of the thread could not be found, the players could not even find the right direction.

Mo Yexiang grabbed the woman's skirt and said vaguely: "Quick, turn her over."

The four of them worked together, some pulled and others pushed, and finally they were able to see the woman's front face.

"I go!"

Mo Yexiang let go and jumped back a little, his pupils trembled: "She, she..."

In the blink of an eye, she had a flash of inspiration: "Is she jealous!?"

I saw that the woman's pretty face, which was painted with delicate makeup before, was cut into shapeless by sharp tools, and the bloody scars made her completely unrecognizable.

There was no obvious wound where the heart was guessed just now, but the abdomen was stabbed repeatedly, leaving a bloody mess.

Mo Yexiang continued to talk about his conjecture: "Isn't it often shown on TV that the dead body is replaced... Maybe this dead body has been here for a long time, and just ran away from some secret passage while shouting in jealousy."

"No," Hu Ling said, "This is the woman who talked to us just now. From the height, body shape, and bone balance, it can be seen that it is a person."

Mo Yexiang took a closer look, and felt that they were very similar, the kind of resemblance of the same person.

But she asked again: "Are you sure?"

Hu Ling: "Sure, this is the woman just now. But I mean, I think your analysis afterwards is wrong."

Mo Yexiang thought for a while: "That is to say, you agree that she is not jealous."

She frowned, still didn't fully understand: "So?"

Hu Ling: "She may not be jealous, that is to say, the murderer who killed her may be jealous."

Sun Meng was the first to react: "That's right, the broadcast didn't say that she was jealous. It is very likely that she was not from the beginning to the end, and she was just misleading us!"

"Then we now... are going to find out the real jealousy!"