Horror Bug Game Terminal

[How come such a large-scale competition still has technical problems? 】

[I give up - is there too many players? If he can't handle it, then just send me back. ]

[You wish for it. I also want to go back. Is it possible? ]

[You guys are right, in the past, new players were randomly sent in frequently, and every now and then you could see some people coming out of that novice game. Why do I feel like there are no new players recently? ]

[It seems so? I didn't pay much attention to it before, but now that I have seen it, it is indeed true. ]

[Eh? The live broadcast interface of the immortal team has been restored! ]

[Really? I'll go over and take a look.]

Players are commenting on it one by one.

Chang Youye and the others looked solemn, as Shen Yusi was no longer in front of them.

Fan Shang looked at their captain: "Do we...really want to take action against Qi Wuling and the others?"

Tan Xiaodong and Wuzhe had remained silent. To be honest, neither of them wanted to take action against Qi Wuling.

But they don't want to die either.

If there is no way to have the best of both worlds, five out of ten of them must die to serve as scapegoats.

Who else would be willing?

They are now in a dilemma.

Chang Youye raised his head with an unusually heavy heart. He opened his personal panel and the health value on the homepage clearly showed 100%.

When he raised his wrist, the scar had disappeared.

All this means that what the man who calls himself Shen Yusi said is true.

Chang Youye gritted his teeth and said, "Didn't he say that Qi Wuling couldn't die? If we attack, we are just protecting ourselves. We are rivals to begin with. Even if we don't attack them, can anyone of you ensure that they don't attack us when they pass through the customs?"

Kang Lele also looked down at his left wrist and found that the original injury had disappeared long ago.

He sighed: "It seems that the captain has come to a conclusion."

They looked up at each other knowingly without saying anything.

There is no need to be too picky about some things.

Chang Youye looked at the mess on the ground and said simply: "Since the petals are scattered, let's not make wine. Let's go and look for clues."

Wuzhe nodded: "Okay."

On the other side, Qi Wuling and Xu Yi met Wen Yan and others on their way back to their room.

After the five of them separated, they finally met again at this moment.

Xu Yi's eyes lit up, and he grabbed Qi Wuling's arm with one hand, saying excitedly: "Look, buddy, it's Yi Tianer and the others!"

Qi Wuling pulled out his arm, expressionless: "I saw it."

However, before the two sides got closer, Qi Wuling discovered that Wen Yan, Dong Lin and Zhang Yitian were listless and looked haggard.

He was visibly pale, and seemed to have no energy at all. His condition was even worse than when Qi Wuling first met Xu Yi.

Qi Wuling's eyes dimmed: It seems that he has encountered something.

He said bluntly: "Long story short."

Wen Yan and others breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Qi Wuling again.

We finally met.

They were in a place inside the winery, but still felt unsafe, so Qi Wuling took everyone to the room where he had killed the wine taster before.

Wen Yan looked at Xu Yi, feeling speechless.

Zhang Yitian's face had the same complicated expression.

She asked curiously, "Xu Yi, do you still remember what happened last night?"

Xu Yi was extremely surprised: "Why are you asking me this question?"

Wait--

Xu Yi recalled Qi Wuling's cold voice saying that he had a dream and had been to the gates of hell.

Could it be that he really did something shocking last night?

Xu Yi's mind was truly blank.

He hesitated for a moment and asked tentatively, "Should I remember something yesterday?"

Zhang Yitian sighed: "I really don't remember it."

Xu Yi saw that Zhang Yitian was not going to say anything and was just about to ask her questions.

Then Wen Yan said, "I didn't do anything. I just danced with ghosts all night."

"What? What? What the hell?"

Xu Yi scratched his ears and asked, "Say it again?"

Wen Yan repeated with certainty: "You, Su Shenchuan and a group of ghosts are playing finger-guessing games and dancing beside a grave."

Xu Yi didn't even need to use his imagination; the shock from this description alone was enough to terrify him.

"Oh?"

Qi Wuling was also curious.

Qi Wuling saw Xu Yi and Su Shenchuan walking to the flower garden outside the winery like sleepwalkers.

But he did not see the dancing with ghosts that Wen Yan mentioned.

Qi Wuling's gaze fell on Wen Yan's face again, and a guess emerged in his mind: they all entered the gate of hell, but Wen Yan and the others were awake.

But Xu Yi and Su Shenchuan are not——

He had been wandering around last night and vaguely guessed that there was such a place, but he did not touch it.

Xu Yi jumped up on the spot: "Damn! Those ghosts didn't take advantage of me, did they? I'm so handsome! They wouldn't covet me, right?"

Dong Lin was confused by these words: "Ah? Uh...Xu Yi, did we focus on the wrong thing?"

Zhang Yitian covered her face: It is indeed this familiar character.

Qi Wuling skipped this topic for the moment and looked at Wen Yan: "Tell me about it."

Wen Yan raised his eyebrows and smiled softly: "About this winery?"

Qi Wuling said: "Tell me all the details without missing a word."

Wen Yan saw this and said, "Is it that serious?"

Qi Wuling smiled wryly: "If you don't want to die in this game and become one of those five ghosts."

Wen Yan thought about it for a while and realized something. He was a smart man. He looked back at Zhang Yitian and said, "Is that why you told me that we must not die?"

Zhang Yitian stretched out her slender fingers and rubbed her temples: "After staying with Mr. Qi for a long time, I always have some unique premonitions about things that endanger life."

“That’s a very good thing.”

Wen Yan walked to the table again. He wanted to find a chair to sit down and talk slowly, but he couldn't find one.

He simply pushed himself up with his hands and sat down on the table with some skill.

He said seriously, "The murder in this winery happened in the Chrysanthemum Garden, which is the garden next to the Osmanthus Garden that we saw when we came here."

"The five dead were buried upside down in the soil. They must have died of suffocation while buried alive."

"The more metaphysical point is that their bodies are outside, with only their heads buried inside. Logically speaking, when they feel suffocated, they will struggle. Moreover, their bodies are outside, so they can save themselves. In other words, if someone else tried to murder them like this, they would not be able to die."

"Considering the scene, there is no suspicion of a third party taking action."

"So - the initial conclusion at that time was that it was suicide."

"They buried their heads in the ground themselves. They suffocated themselves to death."

"Five people formed a circle, gathering in the center, which was quite strange."

"It's like - there's something in the soil that's attracting them."

“So later we sent people to dig up all that soil.”

“I didn’t expect to find a grave under the chrysanthemum garden.”

"There was a coffin, and next to it were some burial vessels, most of which were winemaking utensils, and some were brewed wine. At that time, some people inferred that this tomb should be the founder of the winery in its early years. Later, we found a woman who matched her in the winery's ancestral hall. She was considered an early winemaker of the winery."

"I didn't notice anything unusual at the time, so I thought there was nothing wrong with the grave."

"I plan to start from other aspects first."

"But I didn't expect that someone who claimed to be a Feng Shui master came out of nowhere and posted a message online, saying that there was something special about the wine placed next to the coffin."

"The most important thing is that the winery was sealed at the time, and no information inside was leaked to the outside world. Only internal reporters and the police who handled the case knew about the grave digging."

"We realized that the person who posted the message was unusual and might be a murderer pretending to be a ghost. We wanted to follow the clues from his post, but in the end, this person seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth."

"We had no other choice at the time, so we started again from the perspective of Feng Shui, and we actually discovered something unusual."

"The location and direction of his wine jar all correspond to danger."