It's not too much to say that a beauty is a little bit stronger

The door of the red brick house slowly opened with a slight creaking sound, and a figure walked out of the dim room.

She was a thin, middle-aged woman, so slender that she looked as if she would fall down at the slightest breeze.

Her black hair fell softly on her shoulders, her face was pretty but a little pale, and she looked a little haggard.

Next to the middle-aged woman stood a young man dressed formally. He lowered his eyes timidly, not daring to look at the player coming over.

"I've told you countless times to be generous, so why are you so hesitant? Did all the etiquette lessons I worked so hard to earn money for you go in vain? Look at how thin your mother has become. Is it easy for me to raise you?"

The woman said coldly, her voice harsher than expected.

The young man immediately apologized: "I'm sorry, mother, I didn't mean to do that. I'll go greet them right away."

He immediately came to Xiao Huai's side and said, "Hello, welcome to our home. My name is Zhang Jucheng. Is there any luggage you need me to carry?"

Xiao Huai shook his head, and Zhang Jucheng nodded politely, then came to the next player and said the same sentence.

Lu Qian looked at the woman standing at the door, and there was finally a little smile on her face.

"Xiao Huai, these two should be mother and son."

"Ah."

The eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar.

"This way of getting along is really suffocating. What is it called?" Lu Qian fell into thought.

"Oh yes, family PUA." Lu Qian added after thinking about it.

At this time, Gu Yusheng's voice came from behind.

“There’s something fun here.”

Lu Qian turned around and looked back in the direction of the voice. Gu Yusheng was standing next to a willow tree.

They walked towards the willow tree, which looked shaky.

Xiao Huai just took a look and said, "Hollow tree."

"Yes." Gu Yusheng smiled. "Since the trunk is hollow, do you think there is something inside?"

Lu Qian rolled up his sleeves and said, "Looks like it's time for my brother Qian to show off his skills again. Let me take a look."

He took out a telescope-like thing in his hand and looked carefully at the tree trunk.

After a few seconds, his face turned unhappy and he said:

"Do you want to take a look?"

The telescope can see directly into the tree.

The tree trunk is filled with many human heads with strange expressions. The heads have not rotted and still maintain the appearance they had in the last second before death.

"I know a few people here." Lu Qian said in a low voice.

These are all players who died in the game.

Lu Qian knew a few of them.

It was a former customer.

He didn't expect that a customer he had served before would die here.

People's heads were also chopped off.

Lu Qian: "There are a few people who play the game well. If their heads are chopped off, then what exactly happened?"

Xiao Huai had just finished looking and returned the telescope to Lu Qian when he said calmly:

"They were heads that were chopped off after death."

Lu Qian raised his eyebrows slightly and picked up the telescope to look for a while.

Sure enough, the trick was discovered. If beheading was a fatal injury, there would be more obvious scars on their necks.

But now, the blood at the places where the heads were cut was black and dry.

The fatal wound is definitely not beheading.

Just as Xiao Huai said, their heads were chopped off after they died.

"So, finding out the cause of their death might also be related to the game's plot points."

Xiao Huai walked forward, and Lu Qian smiled, "Yeah, that makes sense."

After the two walked away, Gu Yusheng had a barely perceptible smile on his face.

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The lights in the red brick house were dim, and the air smelled of paint and decay.

The interior of the house has a more artistic atmosphere than expected, with various portraits hanging on the walls, including landscapes and portraits.

But every painting gives people a bad feeling.

No soul.

lifeless.

The girl with long straight black hair shook her shoulders and looked at the man who was taking off his raincoat.

"Brother Awen, it's paintings again. Do you think these paintings will eat people like the previous ones?"

Ah Wen looked at the girl with long black hair and said, "The settings of each dungeon are different. Cannibalism is just a means of killing people in horror games. Do you remember the clues?"

"Yeah." The girl with long black hair responded in a low voice.

"Remember this, be careful."

Their clue contained only one sentence: "She is a murderer."

The two of them had a vague guess as to who the "she" in the clue was referring to.

That mother, if she is a murderer, must be careful.

"It's cold outside. I made some hot tea for you. If you don't mind, you can have some."

The middle-aged mother came over with tea.

"Girls should pay more attention to keeping warm. Did you bring any spare clothes? If not, I have some in my room." She spoke caringly to the girl with long black hair.

The girl with long black hair smiled awkwardly and said, "Don't bother, I have one myself. What's your name?"

"My last name is Zhao, and the single character is Li. What's yours?"

"My name is He Songbei, thank you for the hot tea." He Songbei symbolically took the hot tea handed to her by Zhao Li.

"You're welcome." After saying that, Zhao Li turned around and brought new tea and walked towards others.

He Songbei got goosebumps all over his body. "Strange, really strange, the NPCs are so polite to us. Sigh, I'm still used to being chased by NPCs with machetes."

Awen smelled the tea and spilled it on the carpet while the woman wasn't paying attention.

"NPCs chasing you with machetes aren't scary, but those with hidden daggers behind their smiles are."

There was medicine in the tea.

Lu Qian also received the hot tea handed to her by Zhao Li.

He saw Awen spill the tea on the ground and was about to tell Xiao Huai.

Xiao Huai has already spoken: "Sedative."

Apart from the smell of tea, there was a faint bitter taste in the mist.

Although tranquilizers are not fatal, in horror games, if players become mentally fatigued, the consequences can be disastrous.

Zhang Jucheng also returned to the house at this time. His mother handed the last cup of hot tea to the child and gently touched his head: "You have worked hard, have some tea."

"Okay, mother."

He drank the hot tea with the tranquilizer in it without hesitation.

He Songbei watched for a long time, not even letting his own child go?

Zhao Li nodded contentedly, "Hurry up and do your homework. If you fall behind, how can I justify getting up early and working late to cook for you?"

"Yes, you are right. I must work hard to be worthy of your hard work every day."

After Zhang Jucheng finished speaking, he went upstairs.

Zhao Li then looked at the players who had gathered around him and said, "Everyone here is a guest. Feel free to ask me if you need anything. Your rooms are ready. They're in the basement."

basement?

Could that staircase that emits a foul smell lead to the basement?