Please breed an escape boss! [unlimited]

"Use props to identify and find out how much life he has left."

A clear Ruolihua voice came from the communication tool.

His tone of voice is often a little cramped, in stark contrast to his imperative sentences.

Jiao Xingkai didn't dare to be negligent, and walked towards Yin Changxia with strides.

Along with the sound of the convective wind came the sound of shoes rubbing against the concrete floor.It's obviously not a long distance, but every step is stepping on the fragile nerves of others.

Yin Changxia squeezed his hands white, and couldn't help becoming nervous.

Lu Ziheng's attitude towards him was surprisingly weird.

This reminded Yin Changxia of what Lu Ziheng had been saying for many years.

——As long as you are obedient, I will always protect you.

The waste newspapers on the ground were rolled around Yin Changxia's legs by the wind, and the wind whined like a devil may cry.

Jiao Xingkai has already arrived here: "Excuse me."

He took out a blue chip-like substance and placed it on Yin Changxia's forehead skin.

Yin Changxia: "..."

As soon as he raised his head, he could see murderous props planted nearby.

It seems that if you want to run, it depends on the timing.

Yin Changxia's nerves were extremely tense, and if the tool detected ghost bones, Lu Ziheng would immediately turn his face.

Lu Ziheng laughed out loud: "Ah Qi, is there something you don't want me to know?"

As if the signal connection was bad, every word Lu Ziheng said had a rustling sound as if it was broken.

Yin Changxia: "No!"

Lu Ziheng: "Every time you argued so hastily when you were young, you must have been lying."

Yin Changxia: "...We haven't seen each other for a long time, I am no longer used to it when I was a child."

The chip on the forehead was analyzing rapidly, emitting a faint blue light.

Yin Changxia's heartbeat was extremely chaotic, and once the chip detected ghost bones, he immediately made preparations for a counterattack.

During this period, he has been observing the surroundings, and he has figured out how many ambushing props are around.

Lu Ziheng: "Ah Qi, don't be nervous, I won't hurt you, just do a little test."

His tone was gentle, like an illusory dream.

Lu Ziheng was like the gloomy moonlight, always giving people a sense of unreality.

Yin Changxia's eyes flickered slightly: "Why did you get Jiao Xingkai's control? Captain Jackdaw gave it to you?"

Lu Ziheng smiled and said, "It's the privilege of A-level players."

Yin Changxia: "..."

You can have it if you kill it?

The privileges of high-level players are too outrageous!

Lu Ziheng: "The difficulty level of this copy of the game has changed to F, and the homeland is in chaos. I don't know how many people are looking for this special player."

Yin Changxia was very guilty, knowing that Lu Ziheng was testing him.

Lu Ziheng said softly, full of blood: "I'm looking for it too."

Yin Changxia: "..."

Jiao Xingkai finally took the chip back, and the chip also cracked.

In the game, it is impossible to test other people's information at will. This kind of props are very difficult to obtain, and there is only one chance to use them for a long time, which is basically tasteless.

It is usually used on newcomers when they enter the high-level team... Organizations like the Jackdaw.

Jiao Xingkai: "It has been tested."

Yin Changxia's palms were covered with sweat, and his muscles tensed up. He quietly put his right hand behind his back and touched the cold dagger.

Jiao Xingkai said sternly, "Yangshou has three days left."

Yin Changxia: "!!!"

The ghost bone was not detected, and it was successfully covered up.

There was no sound from the communication tool for a long time, as if it had been greatly shocked when it heard the news.

Lu Ziheng said sullenly: "You clearly had more than three months of life left."

"How do you know...?" Yin Changxia's chest heaved up and down, pretending to be a thief, "Are you spying on me?"

Lu Ziheng emphasized: "It's the older brother who cares about the younger brother."

Yin Changxia: "..."

Lu Ziheng: "Every time your cargo is used, the cost unit is month?"

Yin Changxia: "...um."

It's meaningless to keep it a secret. In front of Lu Ziheng, there is absolutely no way to explain why Yangshou has decreased.There is no reason other than loading.It's better to be half-true and half-false like this, maybe you can get away with it.

Jiao Xingkai suddenly interrupted: "The month-based load is the worst load, and it is easy to be backlashed. It is indeed as good as he said."

Yin Changxia's heart was pounding, he didn't know there was such a rule.

The backlash was nothing but his nonsense.

But Jiao Xingkai looked like he was helping him?

Yin Changxia immediately realized that Jiao Xingkai was not helping him, but Zheng Xuanhai!

Lu Ziheng: "The rules are all explored by players, and no one can guarantee whether there are any special ones."

Among the communication tools, there was a long sound of drinking water.

One mouthful after another, swallowing lightly into the stomach.

The sound was like a torture, like a judgment from afar.

Lu Ziheng: "Where is the controller's information?"

Jiao Xingkai's heartbeat became disordered, and the coldness stained his skin and gradually penetrated into his limbs and bones.

He didn't want to tell Lu Ziheng the information about Zheng Xuanhai.

But once Lu Ziheng uses that rule and executes the order, he must also say Zheng Xuanhai's name.

Cold sweat oozed from Jiao Xingkai's forehead, sticking to his skin sticky and slippery, he tried his best to force himself to calm down.

The danger is approaching, like the knife hanging above the head.

Taking advantage of this short opportunity, Yin Changxia moved!

Yin Changxia got up quickly and rushed towards Jiao Xingkai, as if trying to snatch the props from his arms.

Jiao Xingkai reacted immediately, with agility, he pushed Yin Changxia away.

He didn't dare to kick him, even if Yin Changxia stabbed him with a knife at this moment, he still didn't dare to kick him.

Among the communication tools, Lu Ziheng can hear everything in the game clearly. He is Yin Changxia's elder brother. Isn't kicking Yin Changxia courting death?

Even the pushing action was too heavy, afraid that Yin Changxia's thin body would be seriously injured by him.

Jiao Xingkai was about to use the props when something behind him stared at him maliciously.

It's the ghost of a murderer!

But he has two number plates in his hand, logically speaking...

Jiao Xingkai reacted immediately, and cursed secretly: "I've been fooled!"

Yin Changxia didn't intend to attack him just now, but took away his number plate by the appearance of attacking him.

It was clear that he was still in an advantage just now, but he fell into a disadvantage in a blink of an eye.

The killer had already attacked him, and the props in ambush around him had to be used to protect himself against the crazy attack of the killer.

After losing the protection of the number plate, the killer set his eyes on Jiao Xingkai and refused to let go no matter what.

A voice came from the communication tool: "I've said it all, he has a quick brain, don't underestimate him."

These words are like sighing and showing off.

Jiao Xingkai: "..."

Lu Ziheng: "The reason for the downgrade of the dungeon is roughly clear, let's just go ahead and do it."

The time for the communication tool is up, and there are intermittent voices from inside, as if it is broken.

Until finally, Jiao Xingkai heard a voice.

It is obviously a warm tone, but it is the cruelest words.

"Bind him with another person. I checked, and Zheng Xuanhai's life span is too short."

"He's not good enough for my brother."

—

Yin Changxia and Tang Qize quickly walked into the corridor, the humidity inside was obviously higher than that on the seventh floor.

The ceiling continued to seep water, and a large area of ​​the wall skin was also stained. It could not bear the moisture inside and began to fall off.

In the compact and narrow spiral staircase, there were sounds of two people's footsteps moving up and down.

Tang Qize's face was ugly: "Your brother is too scary, my legs are so weak."

Yin Changxia deliberately asked: "Who is the most terrifying, Zong Tan or my brother?"

Tang Qize said firmly: "Zong Tan."

The shadow of life will always drop God, and nightmares will deepen the impression back and forth, which cannot be compared like this.

Zong Tan will always be a scourge to him.

Even just thinking of that name made Tang Qize tremble like a leaf falling in the wind.

"Hahahahaha." Yin Changxia laughed suddenly, and the tension just now was inexplicably swept away.

By comparing the two, he suddenly wanted to call his wife the cutest in the world.

But don't let Zong Tan know.

The two continued to move forward, Tang Qize gasped: "Where are we going?"

Yin Changxia: "The home of the murderer on the fourth floor!"

Tang Qize: "But Jiao Xingkai..."

Yin Changxia stopped suddenly: "I found something."

Tang Qize looked at him suspiciously.

Yin Changxia: "Jiao Xingkai only told my brother Yangshou at the beginning. Obviously, the prop had already discussed and found out that I had gained the control of Zheng Xuanhai, but he didn't take the initiative to tell my brother."

Tang Qize's face was full of horror just now, how could he think of such details.

When Yin Changxia mentioned this, Tang Qize also reacted.

Even after Lu Ziheng pressed him for questioning, Jiao Xingkai seemed to be resisting, and did not immediately reveal Zheng Xuanhai's information.

Jiao Xingkai was not as obedient to Lu Ziheng as he appeared on the surface.

Tang Qize: "Then what exactly is Lu Ziheng trying to do! I don't understand at all!"

At first, I thought it was the enemy, but I didn't know that it was just a physical examination for Yin Changxia from the inside out.

Then he felt that they were friends, but he pressed them every step of the way.

Tang Qize's question made Yin Changxia suddenly stop. After all these years of getting along, he knew Lu Ziheng better than anyone else.

"My brother... I'm afraid I want to restore the difficulty of the dungeon."

Tang Qize looked confused: "Wo Cao, is he crazy?"

Yin Changxia: "He wants to restore the difficulty of the dungeon, maximize the Yangshou reward, and then..."

The more he guessed along Lu Ziheng's train of thought, the more ugly Yin Changxia's expression became.

Tang Qize: "Then...?"

Yin Changxia's expression was extremely ugly: "Then order Jiao Xingkai to kill all irrelevant players, and let me enjoy the Yangshou reward of this game exclusively."

Tang Qize had goose bumps all over his body.

"Your brother is too sick!"

Both the desire to control and the desire to protect are.

Yin Changxia: "..."

Tang Qize: "It's okay, okay, you took away Jiao Xingkai's number plate, now the ghost of the murderer can restrain Jiao Xingkai, he hasn't been able to do it for several nights, and he will definitely not let this opportunity go."

Yin Changxia: "...um."

You can't be head-on, that's the only way to do it.

Tang Qize: "But I understand one thing..."

Yin Changxia was a little curious: "?"

Tang Qize: "Jiao Xingkai didn't dare to kick you, nor did he dare to push you! Lu Ziheng must be by his side, he is afraid!"

Yin Changxia: "..."

The sound of cicadas chirping from outside the high window was disturbing.

It was a cicada lying on the window frame, strayed into a world that did not belong to it.

The thin moonlight couldn't cover the corridor, but it still couldn't dispel the darkness, and there were still large shadows.

Yin Changxia's heart was tight.

A white figure suddenly appeared in front of him, oozing out from the wall, as if he was looking for something.

Tang Qize yelled, "It's a female ghost in a white dress!"

Yin Changxia: "Catch up!"

All they can do now is compete with Lu Ziheng for time and end the game as soon as possible.

Can't delay!

At this moment, the goal of the two became clearer, and they hurriedly ran forward.

They followed the ghost in white skirt all the way to the fourth floor, and Yin Changxia kept muttering in his heart, still wondering if the ghost in white skirt wanted to go to the home of the murderer.

Just as he was about to enter the fourth floor, suddenly a spider the size of a fist, hanging from a silk thread, stood upright at the door of the fourth floor.

Yin Changxia was startled, and suddenly leaned back.

Tang Qize was at the back, how could he know that Yin Changxia stopped so suddenly?

He was hit on the nose by the back of Yin Changxia's head, and immediately covered his injured nose, he was dizzy: "Why did you stop?"

Yin Changxia swallowed, turned his body sideways, pressed against the wall, and moved slowly.

"Tang Qize, take it easy, don't disturb it."

Only then did Tang Qize react, when he suddenly saw the spider at the door, his pupils suddenly tightened.

He has never seen such a big spider! !

This thing is the size of a fist, hanging in the middle of the corridor on the fourth floor. It is only connected to the tail of the body by a fragile spider silk, which seems to be broken at any time.

When the wind blows, the spider's body shakes slightly.

Tang Qize's teeth were chattering up and down, following Yin Changxia's footsteps, his back was pressed against the wall, and he moved his body carefully.

The place was too narrow, Yin Changxia was already thin, even though it was difficult to move, at least he got through.

Tang Qize was not so lucky, his chest was only two or three fists away from the spider, and the wind blowing outside the window was still howling, making the spider shake slightly.

Seeing the spider being swayed so that it was about to stick to his skin, Tang Qize's body became more and more stiff. It was Yin Changxia who desperately pulled him to let Tang Qize pass through the door safely.

Tang Qize became scared: "...Oh my god, it's so dangerous."

This is too scary!

Originally thought that Yin Changxia would fight back with a playful smile like in the past, but Tang Qize saw that Yin Changxia was kneeling on the ground with one knee, his pupils were dim, as if he had lost his spirit.

Tang Qize's expression froze: "Yin Changxia!"

Could it be that there is something weird about this spider?

But Tang Qize's voice failed to reach Yin Changxia's ears at all.

Yin Changxia's hands kept clenching tightly, pinching Tang Qize's hand with such strength that even Tang Qize secretly felt pain.

Yin Changxia raised his head in a daze, but the scenery that was supposed to be on the fourth floor has completely changed.

It was a haunted house.

Where he enters the game.

The moonlight penetrated thinly through the gaps in the house, as if it was broken, and the ground was covered with silver frost.

The runes on the ground were also split, and now only six of the seven hanging coffins remained.

But the green coffin, which was supposed to be tightly seamed, seemed to be in the wrong place, and the coffin mouth was moved to a small gap.

Yin Changxia's whole body was cold, as if he was being slowly sized up by something inside.

Inch by inch.

After an unknown amount of time, a spider crawled out of the tiny gap, and because it was a hanging coffin, the spider fell to the ground with a thud, turning into a pulp.

If one fails, replace it with another.

A bigger spider crawled out of the green coffin, this time it was more careful and crawled to Yin Changxia's side.

Yin Changxia: "..."

He was so stiff that he couldn't be any more stiff, this spider looked like it was sniffing him! ?

I thought this spider was going to bite it viciously, but apart from the sniffing action, there was no other action.

Yin Changxia suddenly remembered that Zong Tan seemed to have mentioned Jiang Tingyun in the second green coffin before he fell asleep.

Is it possible...

Jiang Tingyun woke up?

Do not!Will not!

Zong Tan also said that Jiang Tingyun would only wake up after three feedings.

Yin Changxia has been controlling the amount, he only feeds twice!

Thinking of this, the picture in front of him suddenly disappeared.

Yin Changxia spent a lot of energy as if he was fished out of the water. His arms and legs were so weak that he could only lean against the wall limply.

Tang Qize said solemnly: "You have entered a barrier."

Only then did Yin Changxia react: "...Huh?"

As soon as he said it, he realized that his voice was hoarse.

It's like being haunted by a ghost that absorbs other people's energy in the ghost story book.

He obviously didn't do anything bad.

Just in hallucination, being sniffed by a spider.

Miserable.

Tang Qize: "My elder brother said that the more cloudy the place, the easier it is to cause hallucinations."

Yin Changxia: "Then why not in the registration hall?"

Tang Qize issued a warning in good faith: "You also said that it is the registration field, it is incomparable with the official field! Don't think about it, it's no good in the game."

This is probably the difference between the official field and the registration field, even if it is a game with a difficulty level of F, it cannot be underestimated.

But after Tang Qize explained, Yin Changxia's heart was relieved.

Probably because he thought about it day by day and dreamed about it at night, he always cared about the seven coffins, so he fell into a barrier at that moment, and even had weird hallucinations.

Fortunately, Yin Changxia's physical reaction was not serious, and he recovered after resting for a while.

Tang Qize helped Yin Changxia up, but as soon as he got up, Tang Qize pulled Yin Changxia's clothes with disordered breathing: "Yin Changxia..."

Didn't he just comfort himself and tell himself not to think too much, why did he look panicked again?

Yin Changxia looked in his direction, but saw that the spider that was supposed to face them with its back was now slowly turning around with the help of the spider's silk.

It pointed its icy spider pupils at the two, but it just observed without taking any action.

Yin Changxia's blood was cold.

Boom, boom——

The heart was beating irregularly, and as the spider turned around, the sense of horror adhered to every corner of the skin, which could not be peeled off at all.

The scene just now, could it be...?

Yin Changxia held his breath and looked at the spider like this.

All the sensory nerves in the whole body were mobilized, and the ears seemed to be covered with a layer of plastic film, and all the sounds were slowed down, leaving only the images in the eyes.

Tang Qize pushed Yin Changxia: "Look quickly, that female ghost in white dress has entered the corridor again!"

Only then did Yin Changxia come to his senses, this time they saw it more clearly.

The female ghost in the white skirt penetrated the wall. Compared with the aimless before, this time her movements became more urgent.

It is so blurry that if the copy is not downgraded, it is impossible to see clearly.

It's a female ghost in a white skirt!

From the way he looked, he seemed to want to go to the first floor.

Yin Changxia: "Hurry up!"

How can I take care of so much now, the most important thing is to grab time!

Tang Qize said painfully: "If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have passed it through, but now I have to pass it through again! That spider is so weird, would it bite me?"

Yin Changxia: "No."

He didn't know why, he just didn't think so.

Tang Qize's expression was full of surprise, Yin Changxia was rarely so decisive without thinking.

The female ghost in the white skirt is about to escape, if you hesitate any longer, I'm afraid it will be useless tonight!

Tang Qize gritted his teeth: "Okay! I believe in you!"

This time, Tang Qize passed through first, and the spider shook twice, full of menace. Tang Qize was really afraid of these insects, even more afraid of ghosts.

However, when Yin Changxia's hand was placed on Tang Qize's body, the shaking of the spider stopped suddenly.

The two passed through to the other side safely, and Tang Qize said strangely: "I suddenly feel that you are very popular with spiders."

Yin Changxia: "???"

"Then why does it have a harmless expression in front of you? It's just to scare me!"

Tang Qize cried and said, "I would like to call you Wanzhumi."

Yin Changxia: "The crown is too heavy to bear. I would like to give you this title."

Tang Qize: "..."

Yin Changxia: "..."

Come on, hurt each other.

Yin Changxia: "Stop complaining, hurry up and chase the female ghost in white dress."

Tang Qize packed his glass heart, put his bags on his back and set off again, vividly expressing the word tragic.

Yin Changxia acted like coaxing a child: "Why don't you try being liked by spiders too?"

Tang Qize shuddered: "..."

terrible.

Is Yin Changxia a devil?

The two didn't dare to delay any longer, and almost chased after them at a sprint speed.

The temperature in the corridor was extremely low, and the cloudy atmosphere intensified rapidly.

The soles of the feet are full of damp, and the mold in the corners seems to be proliferating, much more than what I saw in the first night.

After finally reaching the first floor, they saw the female ghost in a white dress slowly drifting into the canteen!

Yin Changxia slammed on the brakes, did not continue to chase, and muttered to himself with a pale face: "The place where the fifth man died..."

Tang Qize saw his hesitation: "Shall we go in?"

Yin Changxia shouted in a low voice: "Come in!"

The first floor became extremely humid, and the walls were constantly seeping water.

When you put your hands on the wall, you can still feel the constant dripping of water.

But those drops of water were extremely cold, as if they were going to hurt the bones of the hand, making people shiver unconsciously.

The canteen was remodeled from a house, and a layer of rolling doors was pulled outside.

The door was broken long ago and could not be closed completely. Before the shopkeeper could repair it, he died tragically.

Except when Yin Changxia wears an angry face and is infected by madness, the power of the ghost bones will spread. At other times, Yin Changxia is a weak chicken, so naturally he can't pull the rolling door.

Tang Qize had long since understood his brother's needs intimately, and pulled the door upwards with all his strength.

——The corpse was still hanging from the ceiling fan.

The pupils of the two were constricted, and seeing such a horrific scene in the middle of the night, they were so frightened that they trembled all over.

Yin Changxia stepped in slowly, swallowing his saliva: "Miss Baiqun, I brought over what you want."

Tang Qize looked sideways frequently, why are you calling the ghost Miss Sister?

The floor is full of falling lollipops and colorful jelly beans, but unfortunately they are all stained with blood. When these colorful colors are wrapped in the night, they create a lot of panic.

There was an endless chill coming towards him behind him, and Yin Changxia's body became heavier, as if something was pressing on his shoulders.

A dark voice came: "Give it back to me."

Yin Changxia turned his head suddenly, only to find that the female ghost in a white dress was lying on his back, with sharp claws growing out of her hands, and she was blowing cold air towards his ears.

The two were taken aback by this, and Yin Changxia immediately handed over the cross.

The female ghost in the white skirt regained some consciousness, staring at the cross with empty pupils.

She stretched out her hand suddenly, wanting to touch the cross, but she forgot that she was a ghost, how could she touch the real thing?

The female ghost in the white dress had red eyes, as if she was about to get angry.

Tang Qize put his hands behind him, ready to take out his dagger and stab him, but Yin Changxia stopped him.

"do not."

The two watched quietly, and the female ghost lying on Yin Changxia's back scratched the cross over and over again.

This reaction...why is it a little silly?

Tang Qize opened his mouth, and saw that Yin Changxia was trembling so badly, his legs and feet were trembling, and he was about to faint from fright.

It's all like this, why call him to stop?

The female ghost in the white dress seemed to be furious, and suddenly saw the corpse hanging from the fan, and rushed towards the corpse.

Yin Changxia and Tang Qize had no idea what she wanted to do, but not long after, they saw the corpse move.

It's a ghost.

Yin Changxia: "..."

Tang Qize: "..."

This is the first time I've seen a female ghost with a broken mind.

Yin Changxia can't wait to cover his face with his hands, sister, that corpse is still hung up, isn't it still hung up when you got on top of him?

He bared his teeth and danced his claws, screaming heart-piercingly.

The hanging corpse, twisted into an octopus, seemed to take a moonwalk through the air.

Tang Qize held back his laughter, his neck was flushed red.

I have experienced many horror games, and I have been frightened a lot, but this is the first time I have been laughed at by ghosts.

The female ghost in the white skirt looked at the two of them with red eyes, stared down with her feet, stretched out her hands and kept moving forward: "Give it back... to me."

Summer meat rots too fast, and so does that corpse.

The voice she made was also hoarse and ugly, so low that it was almost impossible to distinguish the content.

Yin Changxia held the cross high and handed it to the female ghost in white skirt.

This time she was finally able to touch the cross, and suddenly big tears dripped from her eyes, and she let out a low cry after another: "Oh..."

Hey, sad and deplorable.

Tang Qize finally couldn't bear it anymore: "Hahahahahahahaha."

Yin Changxia accused: "I don't have any empathy at all!"

Tang Qize held his breath, and suppressed his laughter again: "I'm sorry, I thought I was professional in holding back my laughter, but I'm actually an amateur."

The female ghost in the white skirt rubbed against the cross while crying, completely ignoring the conversation between the two.

Crying and laughing at the same time, this scene is so funny no matter how you look at it.

Yin Changxia took a deep breath, prepared for the ideological struggle, and asked softly, "For the sake of returning the cross to you, can you tell me your name?"

Tang Qize pointed to his temple, implying that Yin Changxia's female ghost had some brain problems.

Hadn't they seen it in the killer's house before?

The female ghost in the white dress died so badly that she lost her mind.

In the end, the female ghost who was being hung up actually opened her mouth: "Yan... Ai."

Tang Qize: "!!!"

He gasped and looked at Yin Changxia in shock.

This ability to communicate?

Yin Changxia doesn't think it's his own credit, it's all due to the showy operation last night that forced the game to be downgraded.

You Poor Worm Play.

The difficulty that should have been maintained could not be maintained, and everything changed slightly.

Yin Changxia's voice became more gentle, for fear of scaring the ghost in white skirt: "Then do you know what happened to this old building?"

Yan Ai's eyes widened, as if frightened.

She began to cry again, and the ear-piercing ghostly screams filled her ears.

If it was someone else, I'm afraid I couldn't stand it long ago and left.

However, Yin Changxia didn't move. He endured all this and gave Yan Ai enough patience: "Don't worry, you can speak slowly, I've been listening."

Yan Ai cried and said: "Yang Ai, the birth mother, the mass grave... the kernel, kill her."

Yin Changxia: "Are you trying to say that Yang Ai's biological mother has become the core of the old building, and she must be killed to break the barrier?"

Yan Ai: "She... gave birth to a child out of wedlock, suffered a lot of abuse, and was in poor health... gave the child to the Chen family, but she loved it very much... applied for a job as a servant in the Chen family... but Chen Lin's mother... had a baby half a year later... Chen Lin..."

In these intermittent words, Yin Changxia has completely understood.

At that time, Yang Ai's biological mother probably faced great pressure when she was born out of wedlock.

Maybe it's because Yang's mother is in poor health, maybe she doesn't want Yang Ai to be blindsided, maybe she doesn't want Yang Ai to starve to death with her, maybe it's a reason to let go.

No matter what... the final result was that she entrusted someone to hand over the child to the Chen family for upbringing.

She was also reluctant, indecisive, and felt like hiding in the dark, spying on her daughter's growth.

Yang Ai, who was adopted by the Chen family through an introducer, probably doesn't know what Yang Ai's mother looks like.

The Chen family hired a servant, who was Yang Ai's mother.

She was worried, and came back after tossing and turning.

Yin Changxia asked softly, "What happened 30 years ago?"

Yan Ai didn't answer, but continued intermittently: "Yang Ai's mother...she...is crazy."

In these intermittent words, every word reveals a mother's love for her child.

Every lullaby, every hug, every breakfast, and that greedy, dark, growing love.

Love never ceases, revenge never ceases.

Yin Changxia: "What happened 30 years later? Could it be that the murderer had endured for 30 years and couldn't bear his own killing intent, so that the murderer 30 years later realized that he didn't take revenge?"

Yan Ai opened his mouth like an old-fashioned tape recorder stuck, and roared silently.

The expression on her face also became terrified, and the ceiling fan spun at this moment, turning along with the corpse.

There was a sound of a switch at the door.

light is on--

The corpse returned to its original state, as if the upper body of the ghost just now, but it was just their imagination and illusion.

Yin Changxia turned around and saw Uncle Qin standing at the door with his hands behind his back.

He stared at the two men coldly, the light shone on his thin body, and every inch of aging texture on his skin was clearly visible.

"Sneaking over to see the corpse in the middle of the night?"

The bright light hurts the eyes.

At that moment of shaking, countless fine dust particles danced under the lamp, as if trying to burn everything in him.

Yin Changxia covered his eyes with his hands, feeling uneasy and not knowing how to fool around.

Yin Changxia cried and said, "Uncle Qin, we... our seventh floor is haunted."

Uncle Qin: "..."

Yin Changxia: "It's true. I can hear the buzzing sound of chainsaws at night. I was always scared and ran away. Who knew I would arrive here in a blink of an eye!"

Uncle Qin shifted his gaze to Tang Qize: "I remember...you are not in the same room, why are you like him?"

Tang Qize: "I sleepwalk! I, I have an old problem."

Tang Qize's little heart thumped and he felt that he had been teaching Yin Changxia badly after staying with him for a long time.

If you are fooling, just open your mouth and come.

Uncle Qin snorted again: "Is the old man really blind?"

Although he said so, he got out of the way: "Go away, let me catch it again, don't blame me for being rude."

How dare Yin Changxia and Tang Qize delay any longer?

They hurried towards the door, when Yin Changxia passed Uncle Qin, Uncle Qin suddenly walked into the canteen, bent down and picked up the books on the floor.

"It's a pity that such a good book is stained with blood."

Yin Changxia felt strange, why did Uncle Qin suddenly mention the book?

Uncle Qin raised his drooping eyelids and looked indifferently: "There is a sentence on it, although justice is late, it is never absent. This is the motto of my forensic medicine."

Yin Changxia: "Justice that is delayed is justice?"

Uncle Qin: "..."

He is still hunched over, his bones are already bent at the age of 70, and his entire back seems unable to bear his own weight.

There was a light above his head, but when he stood under the light, his shadow should have the smallest area, but because of his hunched body, his shadow was enlarged.

It was dark under the lamp.

Yin Changxia couldn't help but think of this word.

Uncle Qin let out a foul breath slowly: "Let's go, don't come here."

Yin Changxia and Tang Qize said goodbye to him, but they didn't dare to stay too long.

Uncle Qin closed the shutter door of the commissary, clearly holding the blood-stained book in his hand, he picked it up with his own hands, but threw it down with his own hands.

He stepped on the book with the dirtiest soles of his feet.

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The night was dark, and the creepers outside the old wall covered most of the moonlight.

Only a few strands stretched out from the layers of leaves, and climbed up the steps in the corridor with a slight gap.

Yin Changxia had a feeling for a moment: "Light is such a magical thing. Whenever there is a gap, it will be soaked in."

Tang Qize smiled: "There are too many things with gaps."

Yin Changxia: "Yes, especially people."

Tang Qize: "..."

He scratched the back of his head, always feeling that Yin Changxia meant something.

But if you say this person...

In the escape game, he has never seen a warmer person than Yin Changxia.

It's not because of his character, after all, Yin Changxia's character is not warm at all!

Words of concern are only enough to encourage for a while. Sooner or later, people's hearts will be collapsed by the oppression of the environment and become walking dead.

But Yin Changxia is different, he is dazzling when struggling, and the residual heat generated is enough to lead a group of people and give them the courage to fight back.

He lived out the courage of others.

Tang Qize suddenly realized, and only then did he understand the reason why he followed Yin Changxia so shamelessly.

Harm, people should think more!

Tang Qize: "What should we do next?"

Yin Changxia: "The female ghost in the white skirt said that Yang Ai's mother has become the core of the old building, and let us kill her."

Tang Qize sighed several times: "Yang Ai, the victim of the incident, did not become the core, but her biological mother was trapped..."

Yin Changxia was silent for a long time: "Because, love."

Tang Qize was dumbfounded.

"Ghosts were transformed from humans before they were alive. They devoured each other in mass graves, and all the negative emotions were mixed together. This kind of hatred even surpassed Yang Ai's hatred of being raped and murdered by others. So Yang Ai is not enough to attract They, make them come rushing like moths to a flame."

Yin Changxia paused, "But Yang Ai's biological mother can."

Tang Qize was silent: "It makes sense."

The two didn't continue talking, they just felt that the conversation just now carried too much weight.

Bystanders like them feel the weight is heavier, let alone those who are deeply involved.

Tang Qize asked again: "Then shall we still listen to the female ghost in a white skirt and completely destroy the core of the game?"

Yin Changxia: "Let's see."

Tang Qize nodded, and didn't ask any more questions. After all, their mission was to survive until the night of Huihun and find out the murderer back then. They didn't let them completely wipe out the core of the old building.