Flirting with old enemies in escape games

Damn, he actually fell into this low-level trap!

Without Nie Yuan moving his mouth, Ji Wuhuan wanted to scold himself for being stupid!I was really out of my mind, and actually made such a mentally handicapped mistake!But there was no time for him to reflect now.

——Because the hand holding his shoulder was pulling back with great strength, and it might drag him into the cabinet at any moment!

Even through the clothes, Ji Wuhuan could clearly feel that hand was extremely cold and very stiff, like a hard iron hook, and the sharp nails seemed to pierce through the thin shirt and penetrated into his skin. skin.

The young man's physical reaction speed surpassed his brain's thinking again. Without looking back, he stabbed directly at the top of the shoulder with the black dagger.

The hand retracted before it was stabbed, but he pushed him hard, and his back suddenly felt a piercing pain.

"Oh!" Ji Wuhuan almost lost his footing and fell to the ground.

But he didn't care about crying out for the pain, so he quickly picked up the preserved egg that fell on the ground, stood up and ran outside, shouting as he ran, "Yuanyuan, Yuanyuan, I'm here! I'm here!"

"Ji idiot!"

Fortunately, as soon as he went out, he bumped into Nie Yuan.

When the two met, they looked at each other and blurted out at the same time: "Are you okay?"

"Why did you come in?" Nie Yuan quickly grabbed his hand, saw him covering his shoulder, and asked again: "What's wrong with you?"

Without waiting for Ji Wuhuan to answer, he forcibly grabbed his hand away, and then pulled the collar of the short sleeve to take a look, only to see four clear black finger prints on the white and smooth shoulders, and even more on the back. There was a slap mark, like a very serious bruise, and the surrounding area was red.

"Take it easy!" Ji Wuhuan frowned in pain just like this, and subconsciously clenched the corner of his clothes, tears were about to flow down again, and he whispered, "It hurts...it hurts!"

Nie Yuan's face sank after a swipe, his eyes became very scary, and he clenched three times and was about to rush in.

Ji Wuhuan quickly stopped him: "No, let's go out quickly, the black mist is coming!"

"Dark fog?"

"Yes, people in the village are very jealous of this, we'd better be careful." After finishing speaking, Ji Wuhuan grabbed the man's hand and walked out: "Get out of here first."

However, as soon as they walked through the long corridor to the outer courtyard of the ancestral hall, they saw that the black mist that filled the sky had already begun to engulf the ancient house, and if they went out from the main entrance, they would run into each other.

"Over the wall." Nie Yuan made a decisive decision, pulled Ji Wuhuan around and ran inside.

When they returned to the long corridor with murals again, a red shadow brushed past them, and the wind swept away and stopped.

That scary female ghost in red actually appeared at the end of the corridor!

She still hangs her head, has no feet or shadows, her face is as white as paper, with blood flowing from her mouth, the shadow just shines on her body, and through the dense black hair, one can feel the cold and terrifying eyes underneath.

A classic horror movie scene.

"Damn!" Ji Wuhuan subconsciously wanted to turn around and run away, but Nie Yuan held his hand even harder: "Don't be afraid." Then she ran straight towards her without stopping at all!

What does it feel like to run towards a scary female ghost head on?

So exciting!

At this moment, Ji Wuhuan felt his whole little heart jumping into his throat, like riding a roller coaster, rolling and about to rush down from the highest point!

Seeing that it was getting closer and closer, it was only at this time that he saw it clearly. It turned out that the woman was wearing a classic red wedding dress, and it was still dripping blood!

When he was less than one meter away from her, Nie Yuan took out three throws and flew out. Before he could hit her, the female ghost disappeared out of thin air.

Ji Wuhuan breathed a sigh of relief, but heard Nie Yuan in front of him click his tongue very regretfully.

Dare to love, this guy really came here with the idea of ​​killing this female ghost? !

The man stowed it three times and then kicked open the cracked and rotten window next to him. When he looked outside, the black mist was getting closer, so he picked up Ji Wuhuan and ran to the backyard.

I have to say that this old house is really big and gloomy. It took nearly 3 minutes to get to the backyard. When I passed the rockery pool, I smelled a disgusting smell.

The strange thing is that the rotten ball inside has disappeared, as if it was taken away by someone.

Just as this idea came up, there happened to be a gust of dark wind blowing through the hall, and with a creak, the door of a room in the corridor on the left was blown open.

At the same time, with the sound of "boom", the deflated rotten ball rolled out of it, and then slowly rolled forward for less than half a meter before stopping.

Did the wind blow it out?No!

The rooms here clearly have thresholds!

The young man immediately got goosebumps all over his body, but when he turned his head, he saw Nie Yuan was eager to try again, he was a little bit dumbfounded: "Let's go!"

At this time, the black mist was less than two meters away from them. Although Nie Yuan felt a little regretful, he still put down Ji Wuhuan, took two steps back, and easily climbed up with his strength. He squatted on the top and reached out to grab it. The young man's hand pulled him up.

Immediately afterwards, Nie Yuan jumped down and stretched out his hands to catch him: "Quick, come down!"

"Yeah." Ji Wuhuan nodded when he was about to jump down, but he felt a chill behind his back, and the hairs all over his body stood on end. He turned his head and saw that female ghost in red was standing below and staring at him!

Then a cold hand grabbed his ankle violently and pulled him back fiercely!

"Wow!" Fortunately, his reaction was fast enough, without any pause at that moment, he kicked his feet hard, broke free from the hand, and threw his body forward.

"Ji idiot!" Nie Yuan hurriedly took two steps back, just in time to catch him.

"Damn it, I was scared to death." Ji Wuhuan was still a little weak when his legs landed on the ground: "Let's go quickly."

At this time, the black mist had already reached the yard, so he had to leave quickly.

However, the young man felt a bone-piercing pain as soon as he took two steps. He opened his trouser legs and saw that there was also a black handprint on his ankle.

Seeing this, Nie Yuan picked it up again and ran away.

The two turned their heads after running for tens of meters, and saw that the gray fog had engulfed the entire old house, and there was a dark figure standing on the wall, as if looking at them.

The road they came on had been engulfed by thick fog. After leaving the old house, they had to take another road. After crossing an abandoned alley, they ran a few hundred meters before seeing a market.

There was no one in the market, and they all ran away, no matter whether they were buying or selling things, they didn't even want their stalls.

"Is this fog really that scary?" Ji Wuhuan was startled, and almost suspected that it wasn't fog at all but a typhoon and tsunami.

Just when they were about to reach the end of the street, they found that there was also a black mist in front of them, floating in this direction, like a slowly closing pocket, surrounding them!

"Damn!" How can this be done?

Ji Wuhuan quickly looked around, and suddenly found a rice shop open at the end of the street.

The two went over to see that an aunt in the shop was trying to move the rice inside and wanted to close the door of the shop.

It turned out that the door of this store was blocked by a large basket of enlarged rice, and this aunt had broken her arm due to work a few days ago, and she couldn't use her strength, and her man happened to be not in the store.

Seeing the fog getting closer, she was about to cry, but the appearance of Nie Yuan and Ji Wuhuan saved her.

The three of them worked together to remove all the sacks containing rice, and in just 5 minutes, the black mist had arrived at the door.

The moment the wooden door was closed and the latch was pushed, the aunt let out a sigh of relief and collapsed on the ground limply.

"Why are you so scared?" Ji Wuhuan finally couldn't help asking, "Is there poisonous gas in this fog?"

Although he guessed that there might be ghosts in the fog, it's not like everyone in a village is afraid of being like this, right?

The aunt gave him a strange look, and after realizing that it was two foreigners, she showed an expression of "Oh, no wonder": "You guys don't know, do you? There is a curse in this fog!"

"curse?"

After the aunt told the reason why they were so afraid of the fog, Ji Wuhuan and the two were not surprised, and it really had something to do with the haunted house.

It is said that the night when the peasant girl was killed was a foggy day. When the fog enveloped the whole village, they heard horrible screams. Someone went out to check that night, but was frightened to death.

And then every foggy day this month, whenever someone goes out, accidents are easy to happen, and more than a dozen people died. In short, the rumors became more and more evil, and finally it was spread as a curse. It was the girl who died unjustly who cursed the whole village. , She kills people in the fog, so as long as she is covered by this fog, she will definitely die.

The feudal superstition in this era is still relatively serious, and most people believe in ghosts and gods, so when they see fog, they are as afraid as seeing some flood and beast, and avoid it.

"Then why don't you all just leave here?"

"Leave? It's not that easy." The aunt also acted helplessly.

They have been here for generations, there are old and young in the family, how can it be so simple to say that they want to leave?Unless the house is gone, the land is also gone, and once you leave here, it will be even more difficult to make a living.

This era is not like the real world. It is convenient to go anywhere. The plane and high-speed rail will arrive in minutes, and you can stay in a hotel just by booking a hotel.

So no matter how scared you are, you have to stay here, but fortunately, there will be black mist for one month in a year, which is usually normal.

In addition, if you want to go out, you have to go through the cemetery. It is said that when a family wanted to move out, they got lost in the cemetery in broad daylight and couldn't get out until night. It was foggy, and the daughter-in-law and son of that family died.

"Let me tell you this, anyone who goes to the cemetery will have accidents nine out of ten times, ranging from illness to death!" The aunt showed a frightened expression when she said this.

"Then how do you usually go out?"

You can't stay out forever, can you?

"Then you have to be in a company. At least ten people dare to go out, and they must be young men with strong yang." The aunt said.

No wonder the old aunt was so surprised when she heard that Ji Wuhuan came in from the cemetery alone at night.

They dare not go to places casually during the day, let alone at night.

They didn't know when the fog would dissipate, so the three chatted for a while, and then sat down to rest.

This rice store is very small, probably only about ten square meters, with a layer of cloth hanging behind it, and a small compartment was built for rest.

Ji Wuhuan sat on the small bench, and found that the places on his legs and shoulders that were scratched by the ghost still hurt badly.

Lifting up his clothes, he saw that the black handprints had not disappeared at all, and had even worsened.

Nie Yuan took a closer look, and it looked like a bruise from the outside, but it was more serious. He pressed lightly with his fingers, and the pain made Ji Wuhuan frown.

Seeing that he was in severe pain, the man took out ice cold and poured it into a plastic bottle, asked him to take off his shirt, and applied ice to him.

"Woooooo, tap, tap, round, it hurts~"

"You deserve it, idiot Ji, I told you to wait for me outside, why did you come in?" Nie Yuan was angry and distressed when he saw a glaring black slap on the back that was originally white and smooth, and his heart was on fire , extremely upset.

"I...it's foggy outside!" Ji Wuhuan shrank his neck, decided to swallow the embarrassing thing just now, and pretend nothing happened.

"Are you a pig? You can call me outside."

"I called you, but you didn't seem to hear me."

"Then you go first, it's not like I can't see the black mist inside, I'm really a pig's brain." Nie Yuan scolded unceremoniously.

"I don't know..." Ji Wuhuan was wronged, trying to show off his wounds: "It really hurts."

"It deserves it." Nie Yuan said unceremoniously, "You asked for it, idiot."

The man scolded fiercely, but the movements of his hands were very gentle. Because it was too exciting to pour ice water directly, Ji Wuhuan would cry out pain when he touched his shoulder, so he first held the bottle with his hand and waited for the ice water to pour on it. Then put your palm on it.

This made it much more comfortable and relieved the pain.

However, this relaxation made Ji Wuhuan want to flirt, seeing that Nie Yuan was still sulking, so he rolled his eyes.

"Yuanyuan, why don't you brag to me~"

"Don't blow."

"Round round!"

"Don't blow."

"Blow it, just blow it off!"

"..."

"Yuanyuan~" Ji Wuhuan turned his face to the side and decided to act fiercely with his face. A pair of red eyes looked at him eagerly, his left hand shook his clothes, and his nose twitched, his appearance was so pitiful. Off the charts, textbook-style coquettishness was staged again.

Who can stand this?

"..." Nie Yuan was silent for a while, then bent down lightly and put it on his shoulder, blowing slowly: "Huh—"

Ji Wuhuan felt as if a soft brush was brushing over her sensitive shoulders, and even her earlobes became rosy.

Aunt selling rice: Hiccup~

Probably because she felt that no evil was seen, she entered the cubicle alone.

After applying ice to his shoulders, Nie Yuan rolled up his sleeves and took off Ji Wuhuan's shoes and socks, and naturally half-kneeled on the ground, supported his feet with his left hand, and began to apply ice to the bruises on his ankles.

"Is it better?"

Ji Wuhuan nodded: "It's much better."

"You can go by yourself next time. I'll be fine even if I stay in that haunted house." Nie Yuan's tone was a little more relaxed than before, but obviously he still didn't calm down completely. It will only drag you down."

"What!" Ji Wuhuan was a little unhappy when he heard it, and curled his lips: "I'm not only slowing down, I didn't enter because of you..."

"Because of me what?"

"..." Damn, I slipped out of my mouth when I got excited.

Ji Wuhuan quickly covered her mouth.

"Did you hear my voice?" Nie Yuan raised his eyebrows and guessed something.

"No!" Ji Wuhuan quickly denied.

"Did you hear my cry for help?"

"No!" Ji Wuhuan denied Erlian.

As the saying goes, there is no 300 taels of silver here, and Nie Yuan was not sure about it at first, but he knew he was right when he saw the reaction of the other party.

"You will fall for such a low-level trap? And how could I ask you for help? Your brain was eaten by a dog?" The man was about to be laughed stupidly.

"I..." Ji Wuhuan lowered his head depressedly, and argued: "The main reason is that I think that ghost is different from the ones I've seen before, it's too powerful."

After all, three people were killed in public, and they were three legendary masters. How could Nie Yuan not be worried when he went in alone?

What's more, with the black mist coming from behind, seeing it getting closer and closer, I couldn't care so much because I was anxious.

Ji Wuhuan was prepared to be ridiculed by the 10th company after being honest, but unexpectedly, he was not.

Nie Yuan was startled when he heard this, then he lowered his head and continued to apply ice for him without saying anything, but from an angle that Ji Wuhuan couldn't see.

He couldn't control the upturned corners of his mouth, and his heart became a flower of joy.

Since his parents died and his life was completely rewritten, he hasn't felt so clearly happy and warm for many years.

When the man looked up again, he completely calmed down, and even took the initiative to ask: "Does it still hurt?"

"It hurts!" Ji Wuhuan took the opportunity to act coquettishly.

"Then... shall I give you a breath?"

Ji Wuhuan was startled, for a moment, he almost thought that Nie Yuan was pierced by his soul.

After the ice pack was finished, Nie Yuan took out cooling ointment and applied it on him, blowing it on him from time to time.

Ice cold is very comfortable.

Ji Wuhuan was overwhelmed by flattery, and awkwardly changed the topic to the real thing: "Yuanyuan, did you find any useful clues in that old house?"

"No." Nie Yuan shook his head slightly: "It's too messy inside, but I saw some man-made traces."

After all, it happened more than 30 years ago, and things have long changed. It is difficult to find usable clues.

"Man-made traces?"

"Those Taoist priests should have gone in. There is a broken mahogany sword and yellow talismans inside. They are all newly pasted."

"Been in?" Ji Wuhuan was taken aback for a moment, and then understood: "You mean that the reason why they died is because they went into the haunted house?"

"Ah."

This is why Nie Yuan was so angry just now, one is because of Ji Wuhuan's injuries, and the other is because of...

—they may well have been targeted.

Nie Yuan was never afraid of danger, let alone death. He survived so many horror games without saying a single word of fear. The only thing he was afraid of was Ji Wuhuan's danger, and he was even more afraid of his death.

If the ghosts would choose their targets consciously, Ji Wuhuan would obviously be much better off, so he was very worried.

It doesn't matter though.

"No matter what happens next, I will protect you."

Nie Yuan's voice was not loud, but he was very firm. He stared at him with narrow and deep eyes, and his half-kneeling appearance seemed to be swearing an oath.

"..."

Ji Wuhuan's ears seemed to be on fire, and he suddenly felt that the man who said he wanted to protect him was so handsome as hell!

He was about to say something when Nie Yuan, whose mother and fetus have been single until now, brought the topic back to the main topic.

Together, the two sorted out all the clues they had collected.

At present, it seems that the background story of this dungeon is not complicated.

What happened back then should be like this: the innocent girl who was buried alive because of a dark marriage turned into a ghost and killed everyone in the Xu family overnight, but I don’t know why the anger has not been calmed down for 30 years, and the resentment is still killing people.

So every May, fog will start to rise from the cemetery, gradually engulfing the entire village.

Therefore, in this dungeon, whether it is a foggy day, a haunted house, or a cemetery, they are extremely dangerous places, and the range of activities is very small.

"However, these stories are all heard at present, and the interference of false clues cannot be ruled out." Ji Wuhuan drew a question mark on the background of the story: "So the background of this story may not all be true."

But according to what they saw with their own eyes: a coffin with engraved characters, a female ghost in a red wedding dress, and a wedding room in a haunted house.

It should be close to ten.

"By the way, doesn't she have a younger sister who survived?" Ji Wuhuan thought of this, and had an idea in her heart: "If only 30 years have passed, her younger sister should still be alive, maybe she knows all the truth Well, shall we ask?"

Nie Yuan nodded in agreement with him

The two decided to wait for the fog to clear to find the younger sister who survived the incident that year.

Afterwards they were talking, Ji Wuhuan slowly began to feel very sleepy, he hit him a few times in a row, and even his thinking became heavy.

I don't know when I fell asleep.

When he opened his eyes again, he suddenly found that Nie Yuan had disappeared. To be precise, he was no longer in the rice store.

The author has something to say: Yuanyuan: Healed

Pippi: hey

Yuanyuan: miss the day

Pippi:? !