Leather Player Peekaboo [Unlimited]

When Jian Wen molested the ghost NPC and got no response and felt that life was empty and lonely, the room of the Hanfu girl had already had an NPC visit.

The woman in Hanfu who fell asleep with her worries in her mind was extremely restless tonight. In her sleep, she heard that familiar voice calling her name repeatedly.

"Yaya..."

"Yaya..."

Zhang Ya frowned in her sleep, feeling that the temperature around her was dropping sharply.

When sleeping, Zhang Ya likes to sleep with the quilt in her arms.Lying alone in the dark night, she felt extremely insecure. Only when she hugged the quilt and grabbed the corners of the quilt in her hands, did she feel that her heart was settled and she had the confidence to sleep in the dark.

But at this time, her body temperature dropped sharply from the cold, her muscles became stiff, and her nerves were unresponsive, as if she had been crushed by a ghost.

The icy breath was beside him, blowing in his ears, and even brushing his cheeks from time to time.

on the right.....

Zhang Ya couldn't open her eyes, but her mind was exceptionally clear. She could tell that the cold source came from the right.

But what's on the right?

She hugged the quilt and lay on her right side, and there was only a soft quilt on the right side.

Hey, why did the quilt become cold and hard?

Zhang Ya wanted to open her eyes to see what was going on. She kept resisting the feeling that her eyelids were heavy from the cold with her clear consciousness, and finally opened her eyes.

The quilt was gone, and the quilt she was holding turned into a man.

A man covered in blood, his clothes soaked in blood, but his face was pale due to excessive blood loss.

The man had a familiar gentle face and was wearing the groom's suit she had chosen for the wedding.

Zhang Ya's tears finally fell down uncontrollably.

"Husband, husband..."

Her fiancé husband, who had been nervously rehearsing their wedding the day before, was walking her home when he encountered a mugger.There were many robbers, and they wanted to rob sex after they robbed her. In order to protect her, her husband was stabbed to death with a knife, and died right in front of her eyes and in her arms.

——Just like now, covered in blood, wearing the groom's clothes she chose, but never having the chance to get married with her again.

In the carefully planned Hanfu wedding, only she and a black and white photo were completed in the end.

In the bridal chamber on the wedding night, there was also only her alone, with a black and white posthumous photo.

Her parents thought she was crazy and kept persuading her to meet a new boy and start a new life.

But there will always be only one person in her heart, and no one can replace her...

"Yaya..." The voice of the man in his arms was extremely weak. He stretched out his hand to touch Zhang Ya's face tentatively, and slowly moved down from her face to her delicate neck.

He opened one hand, and excitement flashed in his eyes. With one hand, he could pinch Zhang Ya's neck, and then squeeze it hard...

Zhang Ya grabbed his hand, with disappointment flashing in her eyes: "No, his eyes are not like this. He has always been gentle and considerate, even a little shy and introverted. I tease him more than he teases me .”

With a flash in the man's eyes, Zhang Ya grabbed his hand, held Zhang Ya's hand backhand, and began to pretend to be pitiful again: "Yaya, I am in pain, can you come and accompany me..."

Zhang Ya was even more disappointed: "No, he would never let me suffer with him, he just hoped that I would live a good life and be happy..."

The man stopped talking, with a sad and painful look on his face, the blood on his body spread little by little, and even Zhang Ya's clothes were stained red.

"No! Don't do this, don't die!" Seeing the man repeating the scene before his fiancé died, Zhang Ya finally couldn't control her psychological fear, hugged him and cried, "Don't die, don't die, You want to marry me, our wedding is ready!"

The man embraced Zhang Ya, put his head on her shoulder, and laughed in a low voice: "Yaya, marry me, will you?"

"I am willing! I am willing!" Zhang Ya cried out of breath. She had waited for this sentence for many years, and finally it came.

Even if this sentence was not arranged at the beginning, even if all of this was false, she would admit it.

Buried in the man's arms, Zhang Ya's voice gradually weakened: "I know you are fake, but I am also willing to be fake... If this is a dream, please let me never wake up... ..."

The man's hand pierced through her heart and appeared at the back of her heart, holding a bloody and beating heart in his hand.

He licked his lips and smiled contentedly.

In the next second, the heart and the man disappeared in the air at the same time. Zhang Ya was pushed away, lying powerlessly on the bed, her face was pale, and blood-red flowers bloomed under her body, but there was a satisfied smile on her face. .....

"Knock knock knock, knock knock knock!"

Jane Wen woke up so early that she didn't have enough sleep and still had dark circles on her face.

After searching all night, he couldn't find the ghost NPC. Jian Wen only had two thoughts: one was that he was too unlikable, so the ghosts avoided him; the other was that the ghosts were too busy with business to talk to him.

As the most popular professor in the Academy of Art, Jian Wen immediately ruled out the first option, so there was only the second possibility, the ghosts were busy entertaining the other two players.

He knocked on the door of the man with golden teeth first.

The man with golden teeth yawned and opened the door: "Aren't you a little too early today? It's not even five o'clock."

Seeing that the golden-toothed man had no wounds all over his body, Jian Wen was inexplicably disappointed: "Are you okay?"

"what?"

"Didn't you encounter any scary ghosts last night?"

"No, I slept pretty well." The golden-toothed man said in a resentful tone, "If you hadn't woken me up, I could have continued to sleep."

"Then go find that girl. I expected that there would be danger last night." Most importantly, if the ghost NPCs were not busy last night, why didn't they answer his call? !

He is so adorable!

When they arrived at the door of the woman in Hanfu, the two of them could already smell a strong smell of blood without knocking.

Open the door with the key props, no accident, saw the blood-stained big bed, and the cold corpse on the bed.

"She's dead."

Standing by the bed, Jian Wen saw that Zhang Ya's lifelong red Hanfu on the bed was stained with blood and turned a deep reddish brown.

Amidst the dazzling blood red, Zhang Ya's pale face became more and more fair and charming. She still had a smile on her face, with a serene expression as if she was dreaming a sweet dream.

When Jian Wen looked at everyone's room, he would see it as his own room, even the player's room with the dead.

Only Zhang Ya is an exception.

At this time, the room turned into a red-hued wedding room. The bed was an antique carved bed with dragon and phoenix pillows covered by mandarin ducks, even lotus seeds, longan and peanuts sprinkled on the bed.

"This is her fantasy world." Jian Wen whispered.

The golden-toothed man said melancholy: "Yes, maybe in her eyes, all our players' rooms are like this kind of wedding room. Seeing all kinds of dead and ghosts in the wedding room is really cruel."

Jian Wen nodded silently.

The game digs out the address of the room that everyone cares about the most. As long as you don't deliberately think about the appearance of other rooms, what will automatically appear in front of the game player is the appearance of your favorite room.

But this is by no means a kind of charity, but a kind of cruelty.In my most peaceful and relaxing place, I am constantly being murdered by ghosts and seeing all kinds of tragic deaths of players. Do you dare to rest assured when you return to reality?

If each player's room can be seen by other players, it may be possible to know a piece of his past.It's a pity that the other dead players didn't show up when they died, only Zhang Ya's remnants showed up.

Jian Wen walked around the carved bed, put on gloves to examine Zhang Ya's body, and saw the broken wedding dress on her chest, as well as bloody wounds.

"To dig a heart at close range should be an intimate and undefended person."

The man with golden teeth was not surprised by this at all: "It should be an NPC pretending to be a groom."

Jane Wen very much agrees with this.

At the beginning, I felt that Hanfu women's Hanfu was a bit grand, like a wedding dress.But Jian Wen didn't know much about it, so he didn't ask directly to avoid offending.

I once heard that there was a well-known female clothing designer in history who would only wear black funeral dresses forever after her lover died, and vowed to let women all over the world wear black.

Perhaps for Zhang Ya, this Hanfu, which looks like a simplified wedding dress, is not only a hobby, but more of her longing for her husband.

"I don't know whether to bless her or feel sorry for her." Looking at the smile on Zhang Ya's face, Jian Wen could only sigh softly, "Since she has chosen this path, I hope she can do well in another world." Live and be reunited with the person in her mind."

Tidy up the things you have moved, and close the door. From now on, this room belongs to Zhang Ya and her consummated love.

Jian Wen took two steps, and when she looked back, she saw that the door had disappeared.That wall was extremely smooth, as if there had never been any door or room.

Jian Wen was thoughtful, and went to check the room of the player who had died before.

The golden-toothed man didn't know why, so he followed up. Now there are only two of them left in the game. If they don't find useful clues, they will be wiped out.

The door of the player’s room that died on the first day opened, but couldn’t be opened. It looked like a three-dimensional door, but it was just a door drawn on the wall. Only the three-dimensional door handle was real. In the corridor with poor light , creating a slightly confusing three-dimensional shadow.

The room of the young man in Weiyi who died the next day was still the same.

The man in the suit who died on the third day, the mixed-race woman who died on the fourth day...the room all disappeared, together with the corpses and furniture inside, disappeared without a sound.All that remains is a door painted on the wall and a three-dimensional doorknob to confuse them.

The gold-toothed man was inexplicably flustered, and hurried to his room to try it out.

"Fortunately, our room is still there."

"However, what does this mean? The scene is also erased by the game after death. Is it because we are afraid that we will find clues and deliberately make things difficult for us?"

Jane Wen didn't answer.

He knocked on the wall with the door painted on it. It was smooth and crisp, and the voice was a little special, as if he had heard it somewhere.

Not the dull sound of solid wall tiles, nor the rough and dull sound of cement layers.

"It's glass."

"This wall, this entire corridor, is glass."

Facing the doubt and disbelief of the man with golden teeth, Jian Wen took out his saber and smashed it hard, but it was useless. This glass can be used as a wall, and it is obviously very strong.

"I'll do it." The golden-toothed man heard the sound of the saber hitting the wall. It was indeed the harsh sound of metal scraping across a smooth glass mirror.

The golden-toothed man raised his sturdy "Dragon Slaying Knife" again, and slashed at the door of the room.

With a "crash", the door cracked open, but the sound of broken glass came out.

"The room appeared again." The golden-toothed man was excited. After he opened the door, the inside suddenly opened up, and there was a small living body wriggling on the bed in the room!

"There's something on the bed!"

"It might be an NPC, be careful." The eyes that Jian Wen saw under the crack in the living room flashed before Jian Wen's eyes.

The golden-toothed man entered the door vigilantly with a dragon-slaying knife in his hand, but was horrified to find that this was his house.

"this is my house!"

Jian Wen was puzzled at first, didn't they all look like their own home?

However, he soon discovered something unusual. What they opened was the room of the first dead player. At that time, what he saw was still the bedroom where he and Huo Sheng lived together, but now it has changed drastically.

The room at this time is a very feminine room, with pink bedding, and a powder blue pillow with a somewhat strange shape and height on the bed. There are baby products such as feeding bottles on the bedside table.

Like Zhang Ya's room, this room has become someone else's "story".

"This is our bedroom before my wife died." The golden-toothed man had a painful expression on his face, "The one shown before was my daughter's princess room, which is the place I miss the most every day."

When Jian Wen walked to the bedside to observe, the man with golden teeth stood far away from the door, not daring to approach the bedside.

He had already guessed what would be on the bed.

Jian Wen saw a little baby girl on the bed, covered with a quilt, sleeping very dishonestly, and kicked off the quilt after a while.

"...on the bed, there's a baby girl..."

Jian Wen hesitated and told the man with golden teeth.

The golden-toothed man gritted his teeth: "It's not my daughter, definitely not my daughter, my daughter is already five years old!"

The baby girl kicked off the quilt completely, revealing a small naked body with a red birthmark on her waist and abdomen.

The golden-toothed man looked at the birthmark, struggling, why did he look like this, why did he look like this!

The baby girl suddenly cried: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

The golden-toothed man's face suddenly changed, why did this cry, this cry, sound like his newborn daughter!

On the most memorable day in his memory, the daughter mourned the death of her mother with such cries.

"Isn't your daughter fine? This is fake, it must be fake." Jian Wen stood between the two, preventing the man with golden teeth from looking at the baby girl on the bed.

But in the next second, a mournful woman's sigh resounded out of nowhere in the room, as if it was close to the ear, and far away as if it was by the window.

Out of the corner of Jian Wen's eyes, Jian Wen saw a figure suddenly appeared by the window, the figure of a young woman.

The golden-toothed man seemed to have guessed the next plot, and rushed over in horror: "Honey! Don't jump!"

The young woman turned her head, and the face that was exactly the same as the wife in memory deeply hurt the man with golden teeth.

She looked at the baby girl on the bed with tears in her eyes: "I'm sorry."

The golden-toothed man rushed over and grabbed the young woman's arm, but his hand passed through the transparent shadow.

The young woman fell from the window sill, and the gold-toothed man stared blankly at his hand: "This, is it my memory?"

If it's not the memory, why is his wife's body transparent?

Jian Wen was also a little confused. Is the person who appeared in this room the memory playback of the man with golden teeth, or an NPC in disguise?

"boom!"

The next second, there was a loud noise from the ceiling, and Jian Wen quickly jumped away, only to see a hole in the ceiling was smashed from above, and a woman fell from the hole, just in front of the man with golden teeth.

It was the young woman who had just turned into a transparent shadow.

Jian Wen was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously went to look at the man with golden teeth.

The golden-toothed man watched his wife's body fall in front of him, and saw that her face was pointed in his direction. Those eyes that were dying were no longer as gentle as before, and became cold and lifeless.

"It's still like this, why is it still like this..."

The golden-toothed man looked crazy, seeing that he was going to pull his wife's hand just now, he went crazy, he suddenly raised the dragon-slaying knife, and chopped off the hand that didn't reach his wife's hand!

"I'm really useless, I'm really useless, it's useless to do it a few times! I can't save her!"

The man with golden teeth seemed to be crazy.

Jian Wen reminded loudly: "This is fake!"

"what--"

But the man with the golden teeth screamed, and also rushed to the window sill, and was about to jump off the building when he climbed up.

Jian Wen rushed up to pull the man, and at this moment, his hand also passed through the body of the man with golden teeth, as if the man with golden teeth had also become transparent.

Jian Wen was taken aback for a moment, and the golden-toothed man had already jumped off the building with just such a brilliant effort.

"boom!"

There was another dull sound of a human body falling, and another corpse fell from the hole in the ceiling that was smashed just now, and landed firmly on the young woman's corpse.

The two corpses overlapped, but the young woman's corpse became a shadow, hazy over Gold Fang's corpse, as if the two overlapped.

At this moment, except for Jian Wen, all the players are dead.

Jian Wen looked up at the hole in the ceiling, and saw the dense blood red eyes again...

"How do you want to deal with me?" Jian Wen heard his own indifferent voice.

At this time, he was calm to an unprecedented level, like a bystander, looking at himself who lost his way under the confusion of various hallucinations in the game, helping himself to sort out his clues.

"Use Huo Sheng or my parents to deal with me?"

Jian Wen sneered and said, "Come on, come on more violently, I can't wait."

The room changed slowly, and Jian Wen saw a familiar figure.

"Oh, what a cliché."

It's not the first time to use the fake Huo Sheng.

Jian Wen saw that in the dark cave, the blood-red eyes were bent, as if laughing at his ignorance of them.

But soon, Jian Wen saw a more familiar person, the face he had seen in the mirror every morning and night.

That is, himself.

He saw Huo Sheng being restrained in a strange room, and he was trapped there walking around restlessly;——his intuition told him that this Huo Sheng was real.

This is the worst thing ever!

Huo Sheng is real, but a fake Jian Wen appeared, who used his own face and identity to date his own man!

Jian Wen was surprisingly angry. He wanted to beat up that impostor, and by the way, beat up Huo Sheng, who didn't know anyone clearly, but found that the place within reach turned out to be a smooth mirror.

Jian Wen patted, and there were flat and smooth mirror surfaces everywhere, and he became light and fluffy, and could roll in all directions on the mirror surface.

He was locked in the mirror, just like Huo Sheng's state at the beginning!

In the mirror, he can't do anything, he can only watch, watching the sugar-sprinkling interaction between his man and the counterfeit, the more he looks at it, the more angry he gets!

He saw the counterfeit Jian Wen wearing the couple clothes he and Huo Sheng bought together, went to rescue Huo Sheng, and then Huo Sheng thanked him with a kiss on the forehead, and quickly fled the small black room together; he saw Huo Sheng and the counterfeit Jian Wen held hands, avoiding the pursuit of all kinds of weird shadows together; he saw the fake Jian Wen showing a coquettish look, and when he was being hunted down, he still didn't forget to tease Huo Sheng, tickle his little fingers, touch his buttocks... ...

Jane Wen:! ! !

Do not touch!That's mine, my place!

He even saw the fake Jian Wen make a victorious face at himself!

Mad, what a bitch, why are you so bitch!

As if guessing what Jian Wen was thinking, an inexplicable voice laughed in the air: "This is based on the original biological character."

Jane Wen: I hate myself!

After being raped by the fake self, I realized that I was a bitch and cheap!

If there is a chance to do it all over again, he must be even more bitch and cheaper, making Huo Sheng's legs weak when he sees him!