Please breed an escape boss! [unlimited]

Yin Changxia slept very deeply this time, and did not wake up until 07:30 the next day.

The sun outside is dazzling, with a heavy feeling like an oil painting, and the inside of the house is dyed with layers of gold.

These warm tones not only dispel the fear in the heart, but also inject vitality into the lingering old building.

"It's the third day..."

Yin Changxia hurriedly checked the status, wanting to know how much Yangshou spent yesterday——

[Load: Haunted House (primary stage). ]

[Household: 7/7. ]

[Tenants: 0/10 (can earn low-level ghosts, low-level restrained monsters, take out the boss in the game, and spend ten years of life each time). ]

[One: Zong Tan (half ghost king). ]

[Level of danger: S. ]

[Hunger level: 51/100 (just ate a full meal, still half hungry). ]

[Favourability value: 5/100 (Turn the negative to positive, the hostility towards you is no longer so deep, but still need to pay attention). ]

Yin Changxia: "..."

Many values ​​have been changed, the tenant function of the haunted house has a new explanation, and Zongtan's hunger bar has also increased from 4 to 51.

47 ghosts were eaten.

Yin Changxia muttered a few words: "It's really picky eaters...it's not easy to raise..."

He didn't dare let Zong Tan hear it, and kept his voice extremely low.

At the beginning, Zheng Xuanhai's life span was 23 years, but now that he has spent nearly four years of life, there are probably only a dozen years left.

The exact amount cannot be determined, not only Yin Changxia spent it last night, but also Zheng Xuanhai spent it when using the load.

Yangshou in the game is really useless.

Yin Changxia sighed in his heart.

Just as he was about to get up, Tang Qize, who was guarding by his side, suddenly woke up.

His hair was messy from sleeping, and his eyes were black and blue.

Tang Qize yawned, and the drowsiness disappeared: "Yin Changxia, you are awake."

Yin Changxia: "...I'm just going to sleep, as for guarding?"

Tang Qize looked at him with burning eyes: "I have benefited from you, so I must repay you."

What kind of favor?

Yin Changxia had goosebumps all over his body: "Farewell, I have a wife, and I won't have affairs."

Tang Qize: "Hahahahaha you are talking about the boss of the last game? Isn't that a ghost marriage? Which law recognizes it?"

Yin Changxia: "..."

The two suddenly felt a chill in the room.

This coldness is different from what I felt in the game before, but it is more sinister and evil, full of ominous air.

Tang Qize jumped up in fright, and entered a combat state.

But for a long time, no ghost appeared.

Tang Qize:?

Yin Changxia coaxed quietly: [That's a fool, wife, don't argue with him, the law doesn't agree with me. ]

The tone of these words is no different from that of a little liar.

Zong Tan: […]

Tang Qize was extremely entangled, and a little suspicious: "Yin Changxia, Zong Tan..."

Tang Qize felt scared even mentioning this name, but he suppressed his trembling.

"Is Zong Tan still following you?"

Yin Changxia gasped, and coughed violently, suddenly felt that Tang Qize was quite perceptive: "He is so proud, how could he be willing to follow me?"

Tang Qize wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "That's good, that's good."

He said it twice in a row, it can be seen that Zong Tan was really terrified.

What happened yesterday, should have been Yin Changxia and Zong Tan's exchange, and Zong Tan would choose to help.

Tang Qize had no choice but to comfort himself, after all Zong Tan had already been brought into the shadow of his life.

Yin Changxia coaxed people, cleared his throat, and said to Tang Qize: "Okay, did you have any important information last night?"

Tang Qize's expression became serious: "Speaking of this...the dungeon has been downgraded."

Yin Changxia: "Don't tell me this is an E-level dungeon? It's already the lowest, how can it be downgraded?"

He had a little expression of 'you can't fool me, I'm smart'.

Tang Qize was silent for a long time: "..."

I'm very angry, and sometimes I find Yin Changxia's thief TM cute.

Tang Qize wanted him to believe that as soon as he wanted to speak, Zheng Xuanhai strode towards the bedroom: "The difficulty of the game dungeon has changed to F!"

Yin Changxia: "???"

Zheng Xuanhai seemed to be insane: "F! It's F! I've been playing games for so many years, and I've never seen a game downgrade, or an F I've never seen! What a mess the homeland is now! "

Unlike Tang Qize who had never entered his home, the longer he stayed inside, the more shocked he felt.

But the fact happened right in front of his eyes, and Zheng Xuanhai had to believe it.

He was trembling with excitement, his expression was full of excitement, and he felt that Yin Changxia he saw was like a fairy in the sky.

Zheng Xuanhai couldn't sleep at all last night, he smoked cigarette after mouthful, trying to suppress and calm down his emotions, but he was still very excited until morning.

Can't calm down at all!

There are still many associations and expectations in Zheng Xuanhai's mind——

Yin Changxia...Maybe he can reach level B, no! Grade A!

He is likely to be the eighth A-level player after Lu Ziheng.

After Zheng Xuanhai gave up the control, he was worried for a while. For a while, he was worried that Yin Changxia would be cruel and violent, like other controllers in the homeland;

But what happened last night completely dispelled Zheng Xuanhai's worries.

He was slapped in the face, but his face was flushed. For the first time, he felt... even being slapped in the face was so comfortable.

Zheng Xuanhai made a gesture: "Come on."

Yin Changxia: "..."

Tang Qize: "..."

You look like a strong man with vicissitudes of life, and you make such a girly cheering action, it looks very scary, okay?

Don't hug if you don't know how to hug your thigh!

Made it so stiff.

Yin Changxia: "Wait a minute, you said that the homeland is in chaos...?"

Zheng Xuanhai nodded: "The game has changed, the Jackdaw has changed hands, the home must be in chaos, maybe they are trying their best to find out who made this move."

Yin Changxia frowned, and an ominous premonition arose: "The Jackdaw changed hands? The new owner is...?"

Speaking of this, Zheng Xuanhai's face became ugly.

"It's Lu Ziheng."

The house became extremely quiet, only the sound of the wind blowing outside the window remained.

The clothes drying rack on the balcony was blown continuously against the wall, and the sound made the irritability in my heart rise immediately.

Yin Changxia froze for several seconds before his brain started working again.

Oh no.

The relationship between him and Lu Ziheng is very complicated. Lu Ziheng doesn't completely hate him, nor does he completely love him.

Not long after I learned that I was ill, my family sent many letters of introduction, all of which were experts on cancer.

The time he had been separated from Lu Ziheng was far longer than the four years he had been separated from Zhou Ying.

It is clear that he has no contact with Lu Ziheng, but Lu Ziheng is aware of what happened around him, and even has control over his health information at the first time.

Yin Changxia asked in a low tone: "You didn't tell what happened yesterday, did you?"

Both Tang Qize and Zheng Xuanhai shook their heads. In the game, it's always a way to shoot the top bird, so I'd rather not show off like this.

They are not stupid, when the people around them asked about it, they forcibly laughed and passed.

Even if it can't pass, for example, Qiu Ping, who broke the casserole and asked the truth, Zheng Xuanhai also suppressed it by force.

His identity as an examiner is quite useful in the game.

Zheng Xuanhai said with a vicissitudes on his face: "I scared Qiu Ping out of his wits. He is hiding in the house now and refuses to come out."

Yin Changxia couldn't help smiling, he had disliked Qiu Ping for a long time, who told Qiu Ping to keep provoking him?

"I don't see how scary you are."

Zheng Xuanhai: "...Boss, you are too modest."

Who could be scarier than you?

Zheng Xuanhai showed embarrassment, and he hesitated to tell about Jiao Xingkai.

Zheng Xuanhai didn't want to be an enemy of Jiao Xingkai, but it seemed like he was under a spell. Their positions were completely opposite.

He knew Yin Changxia's principles, if others did not attack him, he would not take the initiative to harm others.

Now Zheng Xuanhai only prayed that Jiao Xingkai must not be stupid.

Yin Changxia: "What about Jiao Xingkai?"

Zheng Xuanhai became even more nervous: "I haven't been able to find him since last night."

Yin Changxia was silent, and before he could speak, a voice came from outside the door——

"Something went wrong! Another NPC died!"

Is it Xiang Sisi?

Yin Changxia's facial nerves gradually stiffened, and he anxiously followed Xiang Sisi to the scene of the incident.

The sound of the slapping of the drying racks above the corridor became louder, completely blocking the sunlight from the high windows.The space inside is narrow, but there are many tenants drying clothes outside.

The floor became wet, with cold water dripping down constantly, and the musty smell of the clothes that hadn't dried for a long time also exuded in the air.

The four of them had already reached the corridor and ran towards the first floor where the NPC died.

Yin Changxia's face turned pale: "How could this be?"

Xiang Sisi: "I, I was also in the process of looking for clues, and I heard what the NPC said."

Ask for clues?

The three were surprised.

Obviously not long ago, Xiang Sisi always had the look of 'I am the most pitiful, everyone owes me'.She is cowardly, otherwise she wouldn't always want people to protect her.

From Ran Xue in the beginning to Sheng Qian in the end, they were all thighs that she hugged with shamelessness.

This is her way of life, and it is not easy for a few people to interrupt.

They wouldn't be so surprised who went to look for clues.

But to Sisi...?

Seeing their eyes, Xiang Sisi's cheeks turned red, but she was still at a loss: "I didn't sleep all night last night, and I narrowly escaped death. I have to seriously think about how to survive."

She later figured out about the three quotas, and knew that Yin Changxia was lying to her.

She didn't complain, but was grateful.

After all, if there are only three places, it is absolutely impossible for her to pass the level with her strength.

But if there is no limit on the number of places, Xiang Sisi feels that she can work hard.

Her words can't help but surprise a few people.

The original Xiang Sisi has also changed.

Like new shoots sprouting from rotten branches.

Zheng Xuanhai couldn't help but put his gaze on Yin Changxia. He was like a core circle, constantly attracting people around him.

Tang Qize is like this, Xiang Sisi is like this, and he is also like this.

The few people stopped talking, but turned their attention to the game.

Under the leadership of Xiang Sisi, they finally arrived at that place.

At the canteen on the first floor, the shelves were pushed around and stuck to the wall.

The middle-aged man was suspended, and the rope was connected to a ceiling fan.

The appearance of his death was comparable to that of Chen Lin from yesterday. His tongue was stretched out, and his neck seemed to be broken, bending into a strange arc.

What was even more frightening was that the ceiling fan was still spinning, spinning with the corpse, and the buzzing sound filled my ears.

Yin Changxia raised his head slowly, and when he saw the man's face clearly, his pupils constricted.

—the fifth man in the sketch.

The nerves were tense again, and countless lollipops and colorful candies were scattered on the ground.

But it was stained with blood, which made the originally sweet thing unexpectedly creepy.

Tang Qize was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe, the beating of his heart made him feel uncomfortable: "The player didn't die, but the NPCs followed one after another..."

Zheng Xuanhai: "The player didn't die, it was because of Yin Changxia."

Of course Tang Qize understood.

He only has fear and rejoicing.

Unlike the scene where Chen Lin was watched yesterday, few people dared to come over for Yan Ronghuan who died the next day.

After all, the first day can still be called a coincidence, but what about the second day?

All the residents of this building were terrified, thinking that this was a ghost asking for their lives, and some even started to burn papers for Yang Ai back then, begging her not to kill any more.

Seeing that the canteen on the first floor was opened, Xiao Wang thought it was Uncle Qin coming over.

As a result, just as he was about to shout out, he saw these people.

Xiao Wang hurried over and wiped the sweat off his forehead with a handkerchief: "Why are you still here, aren't you afraid?"

Yin Changxia: "This is...?"

Xiao Wang, who is obviously a reporter, should like these strange explosions.

But the tragedy happened for two consecutive days, which also made him feel sorry for him.

Terrified.

Xiao Wang no longer had the patience he had yesterday: "Uncle Qin came here just now, let me guard this place carefully, don't let anyone enter, otherwise it will destroy the scene, you better go."

Uncle Qin again?

Yin Changxia nodded slightly, and exchanged a glance with Tang Qize.

They walked to the corner of the first floor, and while there was no one around, Yin Changxia said to Tang Qize, "I want to check."

Tang Qize supported his forehead with a headache: "I knew this idea of ​​yours."

Yin Changxia put his hand on his shoulder, showing a malicious smile: "Not bad brother, you are very familiar with my routine now."

Tang Qize's muscles twitched, and countless alarm bells rang in his heart.

"If you have something to say, don't call me brother!"

Wait... Why is this conversation so familiar, as if I've heard it somewhere.

Tang Qize always felt that he was about to be tricked again, his muscles stiffened: "What do you want to do again?"

Yin Changxia: "Help me lure Uncle Qin away for 3 minutes."

Tang Qize mourned, hating his sharpness: "It's been another 3 minutes, and it's brother again. I'm afraid of these two terms! Can you stop mentioning these words?"

Yin Changxia is just like the group of prostitutes.

His smile became even brighter, showing his small canine teeth: "Next time."

Tang Qize: "..."

—

The sun was just right at eight o'clock, but the first floor was covered by a large number of ivy outside, blocking the light.

Those leaves are densely packed, dark green and light green piled up on top of each other, and the vines are constantly climbing up, as if absorbing the few nutrients from the old building.

Tang Qize stood outside Uncle Qin's room, and knocked on his door with a look of fear.

dong dong dong-

There were rustling sounds from inside, about 3 minutes had passed, just when Tang Qize was hesitating whether to continue knocking on the door, a sound came from inside: "What's the matter?"

Tang Qize swallowed, glanced at Yin Changxia who was hiding in the dark, and shouted bravely: "What kind of house are you, the toilet is blocked, I can't even poop clean!"

Yin Changxia suddenly suppressed a smile.

Hahahahaha, what a ridiculous reason, it's too convincing!

Tang Qize's face turned red, he was not as shameless as Yin Changxia, and he was still worried for fear of being exposed.

Uncle Qin didn't care about people originally, he had a withdrawn personality, and the residents in the building rarely dared to provoke him on weekdays.

After listening to Tang Qize's words, Uncle Qin finally opened the door, hunched over, and glanced at Tang Qize indifferently.

Tang Qize: "..."

The little old man is a bit scary, like his high school head teacher.

Uncle Qin: "What are you doing in a daze? Take me to have a look."

Tang Qize was in a hurry, and hurriedly gave way to the road ahead: "...Let's go, my room is in 708."

Uncle Qin had his hands behind his back and his body was hunched. Even though he looked thin, he walked extremely smoothly with every step, and followed Tang Qize into the corridor.

Yin Changxia and the other two finally found an opportunity, and poked their heads out cautiously.

Zheng Xuanhai took out a tool: "I have entered a lot of horror games, and I have also practiced my skills. Give me 1 minute, and I will pick the door lock."

Yin Changxia gave a thumbs up, with appreciation in his eyes.

Zheng Xuanhai: "..."

Tool man, tool soul.

If other people dared to give him a thumbs-up in front of him, he would immediately snap off that person's fingers and warn them not to do this kind of gesture in the future. Does anyone need to care if he is serious or not?

But it was Yin Changxia who was praising him, and Zheng Xuanhai became proud the moment he was praising him.

And want to be praised more.

Not enough time, Zheng Xuanhai worked even harder.

The downgrade of the game is only for ghosts, and the story will not change.

Zheng Xuanhai is no longer worried about being attacked by ghosts during the day, but he is worried that this is a suspenseful game, and he must find out who the murderer is.

It was already the third day, and time was getting tighter and tighter.

Zheng Xuanhai continued to debug, and finally opened the door lock, without breaking the lock, it was really delicate work.

Yin Changxia: "Go in!"

The furnishings inside are so monotonous that it can hardly be called a home.

The white walls have not been painted, and the walls are bare cement.

Except for the necessary necessities, there is no more superfluous items.

Yin Changxia lowered his voice: "Hurry up and search in the house, we don't have much time!"

Xiang Sisi and Zheng Xuanhai nodded.

With such a big room, and so little time to investigate, it was impossible to find any clues with the three of them alone.

The three of them were apprehensive and began to act separately.

Yin Changxia quickly scanned the room and saw a water glass on the table and white pills in a plastic bag next to it.

He walked in step by step, his expression extremely serious.

In the broadcasting room, a similar white pill was also found, could it be...?

As soon as Yin Changxia stretched out his hand, he was scolded by the voice at the door: "What are you doing!?"

Yin Changxia suddenly withdrew his hand, looked at the two people at the door, and found that Tang Qize's face was ashen and his head was lowered, as if he was trying his best.

And Uncle Qin at the door glared at them, and caught them out of sight.

Yin Changxia's eyes flickered slightly. It seemed that this person was an old fox. He had already seen the clue, deliberately pretended to be fooled, and turned back halfway.

"Uncle Qin, I know Zheng Xuanhai from the agency. He said that he will bring a group of clients over to look at the house every few days. He wants to get the keys in advance so that he won't come to you at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night like our group. Delay your rest."

Uncle Qin glanced at him coldly, and walked in slowly from the door.

"How do I remember, I seem to have closed the door?"

Yin Changxia was innocent to the extreme: "But when I knocked on the door, the door was not closed, so I came in directly."

Uncle Qin: "..."

If it was someone else, he really wouldn't believe it.

Yin Changxia naturally has a very sincere face.

Uncle Qin gave Yin Changxia all the keys to the rooms on the fourteenth floor from the drawer: "The next batch of customers... should be on the fourteenth floor, right?"

Yin Changxia was slightly stunned. It seemed that the players who entered this dungeon lived alternately on the fourth floor and the fourteenth floor.

I just don't know which batch they are in.

Are all the players in front of us wiped out?

Yin Changxia slowly revealed a smile: "Of course."

When Uncle Qin put the key in Yin Changxia's hand, he snatched the pill from his hand.

"When people get old, they will suffer from hand tremors." Uncle Qin took out the pills in the bag and put them into his mouth with his skinny fingers, "It's like this, you'll feel better after taking the medicine."

When the little old man was taking the medicine, he stared at Yin Changxia coldly.

Not even a blink, a gasp.

Like a poisonous snake.

Yin Changxia still had a gentle smile on his face, but only he knew how stiff he was at the moment.

Must be fooled!

Zheng Xuanhai and Xiang Sisi, who were searching in the back room, heard this, and a thin layer of cold sweat oozed from their skin, but they could only pretend to be calm and walked to the living room: "Oh, Uncle Qin, you are always back?"

Uncle Qin: "You..."

Zheng Xuanhai took the words: "Hahahaha, I was going to ask you to get the key just now, but suddenly my stomach hurts, so I borrowed the toilet."

Uncle Qin snorted coldly: "Then what about this little girl?"

That gaze was extremely cold, as if he had seen too much life and death, it was numb and indifferent.

Xiang Sisi was extremely nervous and didn't know how to find any reason.

Zheng Xuanhai patted her on the shoulder, laughing like Hong Zhong: "Uncle Qin, don't force me to ask, she is thin-skinned and shy, I went to the toilet, she was waiting outside, and said that my aunt is here, let me Go to the canteen and buy her a pack of sanitary napkins."

Xiang Sisi: "..." Why are you so proficient?

She quickly said to Uncle Qin, her voice was fine lines: "That's right."

No matter how arrogant the real world is, I dare not come to horror games.

After going through this series of events, Xiang Sisi not only became timid, but also learned to restrain herself.

Uncle Qin didn't continue to ask, but went to the altar and lit a stick of incense: "Something happened at the small shop, I have to buy it outside."

Zheng Xuanhai's expression was serious: "An accident happened again?"

Uncle Qin: "Don't ask if you shouldn't."

Zheng Xuanhai nodded quickly, pretending to be concerned.

"Then I've got the key and I'm leaving first."

After Uncle Qin finished offering the incense, he sat on the chair and hammered his legs again and again, but his eyes were still staring at everyone.

Yin Changxia showed a smile: "Uncle Qin, I have a few questions to ask you. How long ago did you buy this old building?"

Zheng Xuanhai's face was slightly cold: "Yin Changxia!"

At this time, he can leave as soon as he can, and he dares to ask questions!

Uncle Qin: "What?"

Yin Changxia: "I'm just a renter. People have died in the old building for two consecutive days. Everyone says it has something to do with what happened 30 years ago. I have to ask, right?"

Upon hearing what happened 30 years ago, Uncle Qin's expression became sharp.

He quickly calmed down again: "This building is the property of the Chen family. When their business failed, I took over this building. I am also investigating what happened 30 years ago."

At this point, it's not easy to go any further.

The three bid farewell to Uncle Qin and walked out of the house.

They reached the seventh floor, and even though the sun was so dazzling, they still couldn't feel the slightest bit of warmth on their bodies.

This sunlight is like snow in winter, but it is disguised.

Warm outside, cold inside.

Yin Changxia said with some regret: "It would be great if there was Shenggan's Rubik's Cube, so that all the words spoken will only be the truth, and there is no need to rack one's brains to judge which of Uncle Qin's words is true and which is false. "

Zheng Xuanhai: "I don't think his last sentence is a lie."

He is also looking into what happened 30 years ago.

Yin Changxia murmured back and forth several times, his expression a little rigid.

The murderous act of flogging the corpse, and Chen Lin who clearly escaped responsibility, paid for her sins 30 years later.

The deaths of the two made Yin Changxia infer that someone was re-investigating what happened 30 years ago.

Uncle Qin never seemed to hide his behavior, as if he didn't care at all.

Yin Changxia: "If you have to think this way... the first three people who died 30 years ago shouldn't have been done by Uncle Qin."

Zheng Xuanhai: "So, the murderer 30 years ago and 30 years later are two people?"

The four of them stood in place, suddenly feeling the oncoming chill.

Double line.

It is not difficult to solve the puzzles of the game in the original E-level field and the current F field, but it is just that I have not been able to search all the information.

Once all the pieces are found, the puzzle of the story is complete.

Because of Yin Changxia's deduction, their goals became more detailed.

——The murderer 30 years ago, the victims were the first three men in the sketch.

——and the murderer 30 years later, the crime is the whipping murderer, and the fifth man drawn in the sketch.

All have to be checked.

The four of them planned to go back to 708 to make plans, but when they were about to enter the door, they saw Zhao Yufei passing by with heavy make-up.

Obviously she didn't participate in the search two days ago, and she won all the way because of her betrayal.

It's really strange to meet him on the road today.

Zhao Yufei put her hands covered in red nails to her lips, covering up her sarcastic smile: "Xiang Sisi, it seems that you are quite clever in your methods, and you are not good-looking, yet you managed to find so many people to protect you."

As soon as Xiang Sisi saw her, she couldn't hide her disgust.

She entered the game because of Zhao Yufei's involvement. Zhao Yufei bumped into the evil, and she, who was following Zhao Yufei, accidentally bumped into the evil.

She escaped death, but Zhao Yufei was safe and sound.

She hated Zhao Yufei, not only because of her usual ridicule, but also because of the harm she did to her friends.

If not, the friend would not commit suicide by jumping off the building.

Zhao Yufei also ignored Xiang Sisi, with a small hook in her eyes, she kept hooking Zheng Xuanhai: "I found a message here, do you want to come to my room and listen to it?"

She had already screened in her heart, Yin Changxia looked weaker than her, and looked weaker than she wanted someone to protect; Tang Qize hadn't grown up, so he wasn't suitable for hooking up now; only he was strong and was the examiner of the game Zheng Xuanhai, the most worth a try.

Zheng Xuanhai was extremely embarrassed, and looked carefully at Yin Changxia.

Yin Changxia: "What do you want me to do? If you want to go, go, I have a wife."

Everyone: "..."

Zheng Xuanhai immediately refused sternly: "I still have work to do."

Several people walked towards 708, and when Xiang Sisi passed by her, she said quickly: "Sooner or later, you will pay the price for your actions."

Zhao Yufei didn't care, but played with her slightly curly long hair, twirling it around her fingers.

She was not afraid of Xiang Sisi, the only thing she was worried about was Ji Jintang.

Ji Jintang has a load.

You can't let the three of them know that you were in the same high school as them.At the beginning, she just wanted to get other people's attention, and she was jealous of Ji Jintang, so she provided many false rumors for the ferment of that incident back then.

That Ji Jintang was much scarier than when he was in high school.

Even Yin Changxia seemed to be seriously ill.

What happened in the past four years?

Zhao Yufei was nervous, afraid that Zhou Ying and Ji Jintang would treat the three of them as strangers and blame her.

I just acted as a pusher, and I only blamed the three of them for having a rift.

It must be all right!

Zhao Yufei kept comforting herself in her heart, then hummed a little song pretending to be calm, and walked down the stairs slowly.

—

Several people returned to the house, not paying attention to the episode just now.

Yin Changxia handed something to Zheng Xuanhai: "Can you see what this is?"

Zheng Xuanhai looked puzzled, and put his gaze on the palm of his hand.

It is a flat tablet.

Yin Changxia explained: "I secretly took it from the medicine that Uncle Qin took. If it is confirmed that it is sleeping pills, one of the murderers will be confirmed."

Everyone: "..."

Mingming saw Yin Changxia return the medicine to Uncle Qin, when did he secretly take a piece?

Zheng Xuanhai hurriedly took the pills, observed carefully, and after tasting the taste, he shook his head at Yin Changxia.

"Uncle Qin didn't lie, it's not a sleeping pill."

Yin Changxia: "...It really isn't that easy to check."

Everyone fell into a difficult situation for a while, and there were no more clues.

Time is getting tighter and it is now the third day.

Yin Changxia took out the cross: "Tonight, you hold back the murderer. I'll lure out the white-dressed ghost, and try to find something out of her mouth."

When other people encounter ghosts, it is considered strong not to run away.

Yin Changxia actually wanted to surround that female ghost in a white skirt?

Being watched by Yin Changxia, they all felt that the ghost was a bit pitiful.

Seeing everyone's eyes, Yin Changxia laughed dryly: "Actually, I'm also afraid..."

Tang Qize: "You are the patient. We should be considerate of you. We don't need to keep emphasizing that we are afraid of ghosts to eliminate our fear."

Yin Changxia: "..."

He looked up at several people, and found that even Zheng Xuanhai was moved.

Isn't this completely assimilated?

Yin Changxia: "I'm really afraid of ghosts..."

Tang Qize's eyes glistened with tears: "I know brother, we will be safe tonight!"

Yin Changxia: "..."

Why did it boost morale?

The enthusiasm of this group of people seems to be stronger than before.

Yin Changxia lowered his head silently, feeling as if he had found the wealth code.

—

Due to the rules, the killer would definitely attack Xiang Sisi at night, so they divided into groups, and while luring the killer with Xiang Sisi, they went to look for the female ghost in a white skirt.

Zheng Xuanhai was in charge of protecting Xiang Sisi at night, while Tang Qize followed him to find the female ghost in a white skirt.

Yin Changxia was exhausted and fell into a deep sleep again.

It seems that after using Zong Tan's right hand for the first time, after the first fingernail turned black, such sequelae began.

For a day, almost half of Yin Changxia was asleep.

Yin Changxia dreamed about those grotesque scenes again, and since the madness value continued to rise, he was able to see more.

Yin Changxia couldn't help guessing, whether he would be able to see the whole picture of Zong Tan's memory after the berserk value rose to 100%?

It was a vermilion gate, and Yin Changxia watched everything like a revolving lantern through Zong Tan's gaze...

He squatted in the corner, listening to the sound of spring rain dripping under the eaves.

There is a red plum planted next to the house, which has withered long ago, leaving only some remnant branches, which have been washed wet by the sluggish spring rain, and there is a smell of corruption everywhere.

Inside there are two people talking—

"The two adopted children, one is named Zongtan and the other is named Jiang Tingyun."

"It's always safer to raise one more."

"Those five coffins are related to the well-being of the family. Who let the head of the family a hundred years ago see the decline of the family and use this kind of ruthless trick? The head of the family found the first four coffins. It’s really karma to kill the person who puts the coffin in place.”

"As long as you start worshiping, you will never stop life after life."

"If the worship is stopped, the consequences will be unimaginable, and those who suffer are the descendants of the family."

"Now that so many years have passed, it's time to find a new coffin protector."

Halfway through the conversation, I suddenly realized——

"Who!?"

Yin Changxia tried to run, but he forgot that this was Zong Tan's memory, and he couldn't do what he wanted at all.

He couldn't leave, and was held down by the crowd of people who swarmed up.

No wonder it was buried alive.

Yin Changxia suddenly remembered the fragment of the last dream. His whole body seemed to be locked in an ice cellar, which made his bones ache.

"I named you Zongtan back then, how suitable is it for you?"

"Just like your fate, it is short-lived and destined not to last forever."

After waking up, Yin Changxia was very calm, sitting on the bed without moving for 10 minutes, but the tip of his nose was sore and uncomfortable.

The outside has been swept by night, and the white light has been forced back a little bit, entering the long winter-like darkness.

Yin Changxia knew that he had been affected, that's why he felt like 'empathy'.

Can……

When he entered the game, he was also lying in a coffin.

Those villagers married him in the dark and almost buried him alive. How could Yin Changxia not understand the fear and despair at that time?

These two emotions were intertwined like a mess, and Yin Changxia couldn't tell whether it was because of the influence of Zong Tan's memory, or because he became afraid after knowing it.

I still wear the MP3 earphones I found in the radio room in my ears, and Buddhist scriptures are constantly coming.

The sky outside had already darkened, and it was drizzling outside, and it actually rained unseasonably.

The drizzle slanted in, and the wings of moths kept beating the light bulb, as if all species in the darkness were being attracted by that dim, old light.

Yin Changxia's eyes flickered slightly: [You keep saying that you want a body, is there any reason? ]

Zong Tan casually talked to him: [If you want to come back to life, what reason can you ask for? ]

Yin Changxia: […]

Yes, this reason is not mixed with interests, it is closer to instinct.

If you want to live, what reason can you ask for?

Even he, with such a dilapidated body, is still struggling to live?

Zong Tan: [I want to sleep for a while. ]

Yin Changxia: [? ]

Zong Tan: [Whoever asked someone to respond to that question so well, there are a total of 47 ghosts, I have to absorb it well. ]

Yin Changxia laughed countless times, and Zong Tan was awkward even in praising others.

How can you be so frank with him!

But Yin Changxia won't take it seriously if he is praised by anyone, this is that Zong Tan!

Zong Tan murmured in a nasty voice: [Yin Changxia, I don't want you to die in the hands of a few bastards, just struggle hard in this muddy environment. ]

Yin Changxia: [Thank you wife for your concern! ]

Zong Tan: […]

How did he interpret it as caring?

Zong Tan couldn't bear the sleepiness, if it wasn't for such a confrontational situation, he should appreciate Yin Changxia very much.

Yin Changxia is beautiful, but she is the most beautiful when she is struggling.

Desperate mud and weak body never hindered his footsteps.Obviously should be depressed, but he still wants to struggle