Leather Player Peekaboo [Unlimited]

Jian Wen didn't feel very proud of defeating the No.12 wax figure easily, because they all knew that the crisis in the darkroom of the study was even greater.

During the day, when the players grouped up to scan the darkroom, the darkroom became smarter, and the contents inside were immediately lost. It is said that the first team could still see wax figures and coffins when they went in. They were almost trapped in it and were rescued by another team of players waiting in the study. After coming out, the dark room became empty when the second team entered again, not even a single candle was left.

The players also wondered if there was a basement under the dark room, and everything had sunk into the ground, but they tried all kinds of methods in the dark room, but they couldn't find the passage leading to the basement.

The wax figure was constantly being tossed and melted. When it was dawn, the sun rose from the sky, and the NO.12 wax figure turned into flying ashes. Will be back..."

Jian Wenyi bowed: "Walk slowly, don't send it off, thank you for your self-sacrifice and selfless dedication, welcome to come again next time~"

Female ghost: ......

Hell self-sacrifice, selfless dedication, suddenly don't want to come again.

A night of sexual intercourse left Jian and Wen with little time to rest. Most importantly, Jian Wen and Huo Sheng discovered at the same time that there were more and more white hairs on their heads, and the black hair almost completely turned gray, as if Fighting with wax figures will also absorb life force.

While their hair is graying, their physical strength is also declining, as if their internal organs are aging and their physical strength is getting weaker and weaker.

"Take a break, our state is not suitable for fighting."

Huo Sheng pinched the center of his brows. Wrinkles had already appeared on his face, his complexion gradually became sallow, and age spots appeared.

Jian Wen nodded wearily, looking at his old hands, which were skinny.Then pinch the muscles on my arms, loose and loose, as if the long-term exercise has returned to its original shape overnight, and it has entered aging in advance.

Must rest, at least let the spirit relax.

Jian Wen yawned and was about to go back to her room to sleep, when they suddenly heard screams from downstairs.

The sound was extremely loud, and it came from the entrance of the corridor downstairs. It seemed to be the voice of fat player No. [-]?

Jian Wenwen and Huo Sheng hurried downstairs without taking a break.

It was Fatty who was screaming on the third floor. At this time, Fatty had turned into a head full of white hair, and his appearance was even older than that of Jian Wen.He saw Jian Wen pointing at the opposite door in panic: "The thief is dead! The thief is dead!"

Jian Wen didn't react for a moment, and then suddenly remembered that the NO.11 player who lived opposite Fatty was the thief that Fatty was talking about.

That's right, it wasn't the fat player No. 11 who was already a bit crazy, but the No. [-] thief player.

The door of room NO.11 was open, and the ground was covered with blood, which was extremely tragic, as if it had been bled, and all the blood flowed all over the room.

The floor was stained red everywhere, and the waxed wooden floor did not absorb that well. The blood floated and slowly settled on the floor, as if someone had artificially painted a layer of reddish-brown paint on the floor.

"Did the wax figure visit NO.11 last night?" Scarface, who had always been in the leading position, was gone, and Number Six seemed to automatically occupy this position, asking, "Why not Number Four?"

The fat man seemed to have become extra sober at this time, and pointed out: "Did NO.11 take something that shouldn't be taken? His hands and feet are not clean, and he went into the dark room in the study yesterday."

Huo Sheng walked into Room No.11 and said, "You'll find out after a body search."

Jian Wen first observed the players who were attracted by the screams, and found that all the players were aging to varying degrees, and almost none of them had black hair.It is also because of aging that the players become restless, because everyone knows that if they continue to age inexplicably, their strength will continue to weaken, and the wax figures are immortal, and they will eventually be powerless to resist and die.

The eager players more or less lost their sanity, and when they were looking for clues, they were not as neat and orderly as they were at the beginning. They began to swarm in the door, and everyone wanted to find the clues and leave the game.

Squeezing around, Jian Wen was the last one to enter room No.11. After entering the room, she could see more clearly.

Player NO.11 opened his limbs, forming a "big" character, but he couldn't see his expression clearly, because his eyes had been gouged out, leaving only two bloody black holes.

His hair had completely turned gray and white, his skin had turned dry waxy yellow, but his lips were pale, as if he had drained all blood, and he was as fragile as a man made of paper.

Huo Sheng took out the dagger, gently pried open the tightly closed lips of No. 11 player, and found that there was only an empty gum inside the lips, and all the teeth were gone.

Eyeballs, teeth, all were taken away.

In addition, in the pocket of the No.11 player, he searched around the room, but found no clues.

Until Jian Wen stared at the traces of lying on the bed, she suddenly stretched out her gloved hand and lifted the pillow, and saw a waxy eyeball under the pillow.

This eyeball is extremely realistic. On the complete spherical eyeball, black and white are distinct, the bloodshot on the white eyeball, and the different layers of vitreous pupils on the black eyeball are made delicately and realistically.

Staring at the eyeballs for too long, Jian Wen's eyes seemed to be stuck, and the attracted spirit was drawn away by the eyeballs.

In a trance, Jian Wen seemed to see a pure white wax statue, which was an old woman with only one eye and one tooth.

Her eyes were kind, and when she looked at him, she gave him a kind of mother's tenderness.

"Give me your eyes, please?"

Jian Wen was clearly conscious, but he couldn't help but answer in a daze: "How?"

"Here, take your two hands, put them over your eyes...yes, that's it, and push..."

Following the command of the wax figure, Jian Wen covered his eyes with both hands, then made fists with both hands, and stretched out his middle finger to the wax figure.

"Slightly slightly!" Jian Wen stuck out her tongue, "Liar, false god, is it fun to play tricks?"

Wax Figure:  …

Was teased by ridicule.

The wax figure was furious, and dense red bloodshots suddenly shot out from one opened eye, wrapping around Jian Wen's limbs, like manipulating a puppet, manipulating Jian Wen's fingers to pull down hard!

Jian Wen wanted to resist, but found that the red blood thread seemed to be absorbing his vitality, his strength was losing faster, his muscles were completely weak, and he could only do obedient movements being pulled by the blood thread.

Just when Jian Wen felt that his fingers had spread out uncontrollably, he suddenly felt a biting cold, and then hoarfrost spread across his body, and he was quickly frozen into a stiff lump of ice, his body sank, and he fell down , The wax figure in front of me became more and more distant.

As if stepping on the air, he twitched his feet hard, and the voice in his ears became extremely lively.

"Jian Liang, are you okay?" Huo Sheng nervously called Jian Wen's pseudonym in the game.

Jian Wen shook his head and felt the chill in his pocket. He knew that it was the thumb snowman who pulled him out of the illusion just now.

"It's okay." Jian Wen rubbed his temples, and saw that room No. 11 was already full of players, but at this time some players were already sitting cross-legged on the ground, with their eyes closed in pain, as if they were struggling to resist something; With one hand pinching his own neck, the other hand was ruthlessly tugging at his own hand to prevent pinching.

What's more serious, he hugged the door frame and slammed it hard, causing his forehead to be covered with blood, the bridge of his nose was crooked and broken, and his front teeth were knocked out.

The craziest one is the fat man.

At this time, holding the knocked out front tooth, he laughed strangely: "I want to dedicate it to the goddess! I dedicate everything to the goddess!"

"What did you see just now?" Huo Sheng frowned, "Once you saw that eyeball, something was wrong. Others were curious, but the fat man even took it with his hands. As a result, everyone went crazy."

Jian Wen had a strange expression: "I saw a statue of a god, and the statue has only one eye and one tooth."

He put one hand in his pocket, where there was still a burst of chill, half of his body was numb from the cold.

Huo Sheng continued to ask, "What kind of statue is it?"

Jian Wen grinned, looked into Huo Sheng's eyes and said, "A very ugly statue."

"Oh," the corners of Huo Sheng's eyes twitched, and there were circles of ripples in his pupils, like a vortex in the deep sea, which would involve all creatures on the sea.

"What do those eyes look like? Is that so?"

Huo Sheng's appearance remained the same, the two eyes on his face slowly merged into one eye, a black and white eye, bloodshot as if alive and wriggling.

Jian Wen didn't say a word, his fingers turned into claws, and he stuck in the fake Huo Sheng's one eye: "Ugly people make troubles, it really is you!"

It's that wax statue again!

Jian Wen shot like lightning, his fingers had already touched the smooth texture of wax, and even felt a creepy bloody touch, the threatened wax figure kicked Jian Wen out of the illusion.

This time when Jane Wen woke up, the coldness in her pocket finally disappeared.

The double illusion, if it wasn't for the persistent reminder of the snowman with thumb, he might have already got the way.

When he woke up this time, the player lying on the ground, Huo Sheng was sitting opposite him, his forehead was covered with sweat, his face was slightly pale, there was still blood on his arm, and he was bandaging his own wound.

With just one glance, Jian Wen knew that Huo Sheng had experienced a battle when he was pulled into the illusion.

The negative effect of aging is that Huo Sheng was panting violently during the short battle, his chest heaved up and down unsteadily, and the arm he bandaged was trembling slightly.

Jian Wen hurriedly got up to help him bandage, and just this sudden movement of getting up made Jian Wen feel dizzy for a while, which was the sequelae of the mental battle, and his aging made his mental power weaker.

"I'm back." Huo Sheng heaved a sigh of relief, trusting him, he was pulled into a fantasy by the NPC, and it was a lie to say that he was not worried.

"Thanks to Xiaoxue." Jian Wen quietly touched Huo Xiaoxue in his pocket, and Huo Xiaoxue obediently rubbed his head against his fingers acting like a spoiled child.

In the illusion, Huo Xiaoxue didn't enter together. Jian Wen woke up from the cold, and when he felt that there was only ice in his pocket but no Huo Xiaoxue himself, he knew he was still in the illusion.

When the vitality of these players was sucked away, only Huo Xiaoxue still maintained his original strength and could rescue him from the illusion.

However, Huo Xiaoxue is an NPC in the primary stage, and the wax figure is already an NPC in the advanced stage. His strength suppresses the snowman with thumb, which is why Huo Xiaoxue pulled Jian Wen once again and soon fell into the illusion again.In the advanced rounds, Huo Xiaoxue can only help by surprise, and cannot play a decisive role.

Jian Wen looked at the players on the ground and asked, "Why are they unconscious?"

Huo Sheng said indifferently: "After being tricked, I would self-mutilate, and I would just be knocked out."

In other words, how could such a neat and tidy person like Huo Sheng allow potential dangers to be around him, he might be deceived to self-mutilate or be deceived to hurt others, if it was Huo Sheng, it would be his style to knock them all out.

"The wax figure I saw is the one in the darkroom." Jian Wen stood up, pointing to No.11 and said, "I suspect that No.11 tortured himself to death after being deceived, and his death has something to do with the wax figure in the darkroom." Relationship, we have to go to the darkroom again."

Huo Sheng pondered for a moment: "I heard that the coffin and wax figure in the dark room are gone, I suspect they are hiding, why don't we go to the dark room at night?"

"Yes." Jian Wen looked hesitantly at the players who were still unconscious on the ground. Except for the No. [-] female forensic doctor and the scarred face who took care of the female forensic doctor, almost all the players came. If you can call everyone together, you can form a team and take turns to go to the darkroom at night. , maybe one plus one equals two, maybe one plus minus one equals zero.

Now he agrees that Scarface and the female forensic doctor can cooperate. Unfortunately, the condition of the female forensic doctor is getting worse, and Scarface is very kind and caring for others. He even doubts whether Scarface is interested in the female forensic doctor. up.

"Get ready first, these players?"

"Don't wake up." Huo Sheng understood Jian Wen's meaning, bandaged the wound, and took out his weapon. Jian Wen noticed that what he took out was a saber, and a saber is more reliable against people than a prop gun.

"The thief was killed indirectly. With the courage of a thief, he didn't dare to steal from a dark room that was obviously dangerous. This was either because someone was hiding under his pillow, or it was deliberately disclosed to the thief as an important clue. "

"You mean, player?"

"Yes. As for which player it is, just let him admit it and you will know." Holding the saber, Huo Sheng walked towards an unconscious player, "Number four, don't pretend to be unconscious, I know you didn't look at your eyeballs at all. From the very beginning, I knew that this eyeball could not look directly at it.”

Number four still wanted to pretend to be dead, and lay motionless on the ground, but heard Huo Sheng's footsteps getting closer. There seemed to be a knife flashing in front of his closed eyes, and he suddenly opened his eyes and rolled on the spot. Seeing Huo Sheng standing expressionlessly at the place where he was lying with his saber in hand, looking down at him.

Number four is a mediocre man, so mediocre that even if he appeared alone, Jian Wen ignored him many times. Even if he stared at number four, he couldn't find any memory points from his facial features.

Such a mediocre man, but his mind was vicious and gloomy enough, he was the first to attack the player and killed him with a knife.

Jian Wen also stood up, stood beside Huo Sheng, and looked at No. [-] coldly.

Facing two senior players at the same time, No. 11 retreated again with a guilty conscience, took out the weapon and shielded it in front of his chest: "I do know that it is dangerous, but this does not mean that I killed NO.[-]."

"If it wasn't for the fact that the two of us are in the same group, NO.13 would be your first strike." Huo Sheng said deeply, "The further you go to the back, the later you die."

Lip No. [-], Nuonuo, wanted to explain something, but Huo Sheng interrupted directly: "I don't want to attack the player, as long as I know what's going on with you. I woke you up because you were the first to catch the eyeballs." Those who haven't been confused yet, shouldn't have weak mental strength, right?"

No. [-] suddenly realized, understood Huo Sheng's meaning, looked at the players who were lying on the ground, and smiled: "Do you want to cooperate?"

Huo Sheng didn't answer directly: "Your answer."

Number four stood up, straightened his waist, his strong and shrewd appearance was completely different from Wei Nuo Nuo who deliberately pretended to be weak.

Jian Wen sighed in his heart: Sure enough, he is an advanced player, and his acting skills have entered a high level.

"Cooperation is fine, but how to distribute the benefits?"

"The dark room is so dangerous, you might die if you go there, and you still think about profit?" Jian Wen was incredulous, did this man want money before his life?

No. [-] laughed: "You don't understand this, people die for money and birds die for food."

"Whatever you get belongs to you, we just want to leave the game quickly." Huo Sheng said decisively.

Number four doubted: "So generous?"

Huo Sheng half-truthfully said: "Our companion is dying."

"Companion? Number three is also your partner?" Number four widened his eyes in surprise, and couldn't help but rejoice that he didn't really do anything to number ten and twenty-three. It turned out that it was not a two-person team, but a three-person team.

"I agree." No. [-] said quickly, "Sooner rather than later, let's go now!"

Huo Sheng didn't procrastinate. At this time, the other players were too affected by the eyeballs, and their poor quality was just a hindrance. They could only bring No. [-] to cooperate.

In the process of cooperating with No. [-], Jian Wen met a new type of player: a bandit player.

Wherever No. [-] went, it was like bandits crossing the border, geese passing hair-plucking people passing skins, leaving nothing behind.

When you see a wax figure, close the wax figure, see the eyeball close the eyeball, see the teeth close the teeth, there is no taboo at all.

No. [-] walked through the living room and took away all the wax figures in the living room, even the antique clock on the wall.

Jian Wenwen and Huo Sheng were dumbfounded, and felt deeply ashamed of the subtle means they used to earn props.

No. [-] also imparted experience: "Don't look at these things as scary, in fact, as long as NPCs that are lethal to players can be props."

"But some of them can't be taken out." Jian Wen was very skeptical, whether the space of No. [-] was larger than theirs, and how could so many things be packed.

"Pretend it first, and don't take up space, even if I can only bring out one, I'll make a profit." Number four waved his big hand, and said extraordinarily boldly.

Jane Wen: ...

"Learned, admired, admired."

He even regretted reaching an agreement with No. [-]. From this point of view, he also has a lot of free space.

Searching all the way to the study room, No. [-] searched away the occult books and maps in the study room, and then stared at the black iron door in the dark room.

Jian Wen heard him muttering in a low voice: "It's a pity, there are not enough seats."

Jian Wen silently said in his heart: It's okay, he still has a lot of space, he will come to pretend later!

Huo Sheng: ...

Did you come in to rob the game?

Pushing open the door of the darkroom again, as expected, at night, the familiar coffin and statue reappeared.

At this moment, the floor of the entire room turned into a sea of ​​blood. The sea of ​​blood had just soaked up to the height of the candlestick, and it looked like a dozen or so ghost lights floating on the sea of ​​blood.The small child's coffin was floating in the middle of the sea of ​​blood, and there were bursts of crying babies from inside the coffin.

Facing the white wax figure at the door, the one eye was shining with blood. Hearing the sound of the iron door opening, he raised his head to look at the door, and stared straight at Jian Wen: "Hehe, you are here... ..”

Jian Wen's eyes lit up: "No. [-], you can't fit this in your space, leave it to me, and I will install it for you!"

Wax figure: ? ? ?

She was clearly waiting for a rabbit, so why did the three little rabbits look at her like a pack of hungry wolves?

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