Draw cards to become a god in the escape game

Yet? The boy said with distress in his voice this time, "If you find it, please send it to my study, I'm very busy now." "

Yin Xi glanced at the painting in her hand and looked up.

Cheng Xiaoming pointed to a room with trembling fingers, "Is that the study room?"

Yin Xi: "Yes."

His response was very calm, Cheng Xiaoming was taken aback for a moment, he found that Yin Xi didn't seem to be that scared, but after thinking about it, it might be that Yin Xi had given up.

Thinking of this, Cheng Xiaoming really felt that his alumni was too pitiful.

Yin Xi took the painting into the study.

He had been to this room before, and the diary was originally placed in this room.

But when Yin Xi entered the room, she found that there was nothing but darkness in the room.The moment the door was closed, the space seemed to be infinitely extended, leaving only himself.

A pale little hand suddenly stretched out in the darkness.

Yin Xi handed over the painting.

"..."

After a long time.

"Giggle, giggle." A gloomy and ethereal boy's laughter came from the darkness, mixed with intermittent words, "Nanny Heath! You have found the wrong one again!"

Yin Xi stared intently at the darkness in front of her.

Boy: "So, what punishment are you going to accept?"

It seemed that there were countless tough and cold threads protruding from the darkness, wrapping around his feet like snakes and scorpions.

Yin Xi stood still, unable to move, watching the darkness around him quickly dissipate, revealing the true face of this room—a little ghost standing not far in front of him.

He looked about five or six years old. The kid's face seemed to be kneaded dough, curled together, with deformed features crowded together, and only the whites of the two large eye sockets remained.

The kid grinned and giggled.

He held up the knife and ran in front of Yin Xi, seeing that the black and white deer eyes of the person in front of him slightly widened, and the eyes were full of mist.The man was probably so frightened that he was trembling even for breathing.

"It's better to cut here. The shoulders will be separated from the neck, and the fingers will be cut off separately." The kid waved the knife in front of him, "but the lines are not good-looking."

Yin Xi's eyes were red, and she stared down at the tip of the knife.

The little ghost frightened him like a prank: "My skills are not as good as my brother's, it may be very painful."

"Really?" Yin Xi blinked suddenly,

Kid: "Yes."

Yin Xi stared at it for a long time, a trace of banter flashed in his eyes that was incompatible with his temperament:

"Want me to teach you?"

The little ghost paused: "?"

It's like a complete change of person.

The boy who was so scared that he was about to cry just now half closed his eyes, revealing the small mole on his eyelids.

The tears in his eyes seemed to be soaked into the black pupils, his eyes were empty, he leaned forward, actively let the point of the knife touch his throat, slowly slashed down to the collarbone, and stopped.

Almost perfect cutting curve.

Yin Xi said: "My technique is very good."

Kid: "..."

"My technique is very neat, you are not as good as me." Yin Xi's eyes were dull, "Your brother is also not as good as me."

Little ghost: "..."

Suddenly, I felt that the knife in my hand was not stable.

"You care about your brother?" Yin Xi opened his eyes slightly, "You want to do everything better than him, you want to trample him down, and you want your mother and others to notice you."

Yin Xi's tone was serious and innocent, "But brother is better at killing people than you."

He watched helplessly that the facial features of the little devil in front of him curled up more and more, almost twisted into a ball.The ear was pierced by a burst of sharp and piercing cries, and the little ghost raised his knife with a grim expression on his face!

"He won't teach you, because he wants you to be no match for him, no match for study, no match for games, no match for even killing people." Yin Xi familiarly dominated the kid's emotions,

"He won't teach you, but I can."

The knife that was about to fall in mid-air stopped abruptly, and stopped abruptly together with the eerie howling.

The kid's face was covered with blood, and he raised his head to look at him.

The eyes of the young man in front of him were still empty and lifeless, and the red string on his neck made his skin pale.

"Beautiful and neat killing." He asked, "Want to learn?"

Yinxi gave it a choice.

This kid has a very stubborn heart, he enjoys the process of torturing people more than enjoying the momentary pleasure of killing people.

Yin Xi grasped this mentality easily, and was sure that the little ghost would give a certain answer at this time.As for why he was so determined, he didn't know.

It was as if such a paranoid consciousness had once appeared in himself.

Unsurprisingly, the kid let him go.

"Then I won't kill you for the time being." The pair of blank eye sockets curled up, revealing evil intentions and anticipation, and the kid said, "You have to teach me how to kill beautifully and neatly!"

It grinned, showing its sharp teeth, "You must teach me better than my brother!"

at the same time,

Outside the study.

"Why don't you come out?" Cheng Xiaoming gritted his teeth and stared at the door intently.

"It's probably impossible to get out." Meng Chong raised his eyebrows, "I hope he can delay it a little longer, at least to buy some time."

Cheng Xiaoming glared at him bitterly.

Meng Chong sighed pretentiously, and when he was about to get up, the boy's voice sounded again:

"What I want is a picture album! Not a painting!" This time the voice was so sharp that it made the scalp tingle, "I only give the last three hours! Please take it seriously!"

Cheng Xiaoming sat slumped on the sofa, his face ashen.

"Hurry up," Meng Chong turned around and twitched the corners of his mouth, waving at him, "Hurry up and help find the album, or your friend will die in vain, and you don't want him to die in vain..."

Before he finished speaking, he watched helplessly as the door of the study was pushed open from inside.

Yin Xi walked out covered in blood,

There was a deep wound vertically and horizontally on his arm, and he stood at the door for a long time without knowing how to take a step, until Cheng Xiaoming came to help him, just like waking up from a big dream, with red eye circles.

Meng Chong froze in place in a daze.

How is it possible to be alive? ? ?

Could it be that SSR was used this time? SSR ghosts are so obedient?Shouldn't it? ?

He couldn't figure it out, and when he was in a daze, he heard Yin Xi's tone trembling slightly, and said in a low voice.

Yin Xi said, "That painting is real."

eyeball

it is true? ? ?

Ecstasy appeared on the faces of the muscular man and the others.

"Then it's easy to find!" The muscular man's eyes lit up as if he had been injected with chicken blood, "Then you just need to find the album where the painting was originally located!"

Having a clue is better than looking blindly.

"Even if that painting is real, if you haven't found the album, how could the ghost let you go?" Meng Chong suddenly interrupted everyone's enthusiasm, and asked coldly, "How did you survive?"

Yin Xi seemed to have remembered something extremely terrifying, her pupils trembled slightly, and her fingers hanging on both sides of her body curled up tightly.

His reaction further strengthened Meng Chong's conjecture.

Envy and resentment surged in Meng Chong's heart, and he forced a smile on his face, "It seems that SSR's card has a much better temper than I imagined, very protective of the Lord."

Although it didn't help to kill the kid, it still brought out a clue.Meng Chong turned around and gestured to the muscular man and the others, "Look for it quickly, there are other things to do after you find it."

Yin Xi stared at his back for a few seconds, thoughtful.

He saw Meng Chong walking towards a single-door cabinet, but when he was about to open the door, the muscular man stopped him.The muscular man twitched the corner of his mouth and said something to Meng Chong.

Suspicion appeared in Meng Chong's eyes.

"Xiaoxi, we have to muster up the courage to look for it." Cheng Xiaoming followed him to look at the group of people who were looking for albums, gritted his teeth and said, "They are not good things."

Yin Xi let out an uh in her throat.

He glanced around the room, and saw that the album that was found for the first time was thrown on the ground, with a few footprints on it.

Yin Xi walked over, picked up the album, then got up and walked to the corridor on the right.

Cheng Xiaoming thought that he recognized his words, so he bravely followed, "I've searched for this aisle just now, and it's clean, not to mention the picture book, there's not even anything else."

"This is a game." Yin Xi said suddenly.

Cheng Xiaoming: "Huh?"

He reacted, and a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind, "Yes! I've played the treasure chest game! The treasure chest game doesn't necessarily hide things in a certain place, and it may be hidden in—"

Before he finished speaking, his face turned pale again.

It is also possible to hide on key NPCs.

But this is a supernatural card drawing game!What else could the key NPC be other than ghosts? ?

"This album belongs to him." Yin Xi looked down at the album in his hand, as if talking to himself.

His voice is clean and ethereal, but when he speaks softly, it gives people a feeling of heart palpitations.

Cheng Xiaoming asked tremblingly, "Who, whose?"

This aisle looks very short, but it seems to have no end.

Cheng Xiaoming followed behind tremblingly, always feeling that someone was staring at him.

He was really scared, so he took the initiative to talk to Yin Xi: "When you entered the study just now, I heard them discussing this game, saying that the most important thing here is luck and points."

Cheng Xiaoming gradually relaxed and asked, "Would you like to see your lucky value?"

Yin Xi didn't really want to talk, so she took out her mobile phone from her pocket, and clicked on the APP according to his words.

There is indeed a small red dot in the personal center.

Yin Xi clicked in and found that there was an extra column:

"Player Name: Yin Xi."

"Player's age: unknown."

"Player identity: non-human player."

"The player's remaining lucky value: -246."

Yin Xi stared at the negative number for a long time.

"If the luck value is too low, you can run into ghosts while walking." Cheng Xiaoming asked curiously, "How much is your luck worth?"

Yin Xi said, "Negative numbers."

"Oh, a negative number." Cheng Xiaoming turned his head.

and many more.

Cheng Xiaoming: "????" What did you say?

Yin Xi clicked on the small exclamation point next to the lucky value, and found a list inside.On the top of the list is a row of words: lucky value consumption record.

Below is a long list of red minus signs with no end in sight:

[Your wandering soul maliciously damages the system, penalty luck value: 30 points. ]

[Your wandering soul gathers people to fight, penalty luck value: 15 points. ]

[Your wandering soul is suspected of robbery, and the luck value: 15 points. ]

[......]

Yin Xi stared at a long row of bright red minus signs for a long time.

"It doesn't matter. It is said that the points can be transferred to lucky value. Let's work hard and get the points to repay the debt." Cheng Xiaoming comforted him earnestly,

After a few words of comfort, the other party suddenly opened his mouth.

"Can cards be thrown away?" Yin Xi asked seriously.

Cheng Xiaoming: "?" What?

Yin Xi added: "Take out the card and throw it away."

Cheng Xiaoming was stunned for a while, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Isn't the SSR card in your hand? Why did you throw it away?"

Yin Xi seemed to acquiesce in the answer, without saying a word.

Cheng Xiaoming didn't ask any further questions, and looked down at the time, 10 minutes had passed.

"Xiaoxi, let's keep walking like this?" The further he walked, the more real he felt the feeling of being stared at, as if a needle was on his back.

"There are other existences," Yin Xi said, "We must find out."

Cheng Xiaoming was stunned for a moment, "How to find it?"

Yin Xi suddenly stopped and lowered her eyes.

Holding the album in his arms, he said without beginning or end: "Hello."

The darkness under their feet spread like ink, blocking their way and covering the closed doors on both sides.It was as if an ever-expanding black cloth wrapped them, forming a closed space.

Cheng Xiaoming's blood ran cold, and he raised his phone with trembling hands.

It doesn't matter if you don't lift your phone,

With one stroke of the phone, he happened to meet a pair of eyes that suddenly appeared in the darkness!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh——" Cheng Xiaoming cried and hid back, but when he turned around, he met other eyes.In the end, he simply squatted on the ground with his head buried like an ostrich.

However, after waiting for a long time, nothing happened.

Cheng Xiaoming boldly looked out from the crack, and found that Yin Xi was still standing there, looking at those eyeballs with his head tilted.

Cheng Xiaoming: "?"

This is the Yin Xi he knew?

He was staring at Yin Xi in a daze, and at a certain moment, a pair of eyes suddenly approached between his fingers, staring straight at him!

Cheng Xiaoming's eyes turned white, and before he could faint, he suddenly felt pain as if his body was being torn apart, and the surrounding space was continuously distorted and deformed, and this picture suddenly appeared in front of him——

I went back to the living room just now, a little boy covered in blood was holding a knife, standing on top of his body, grinning with sharp white teeth.

"Fuck!"

Cheng Xiaoming cried so hard that he couldn't keep his eyes open, he tried his best to wake up and took out his mobile phone from his pocket. Just as he was about to call a card, he felt as if he was hit by a force of gravity on his chest!

The picture in front of me flickered like a TV screen, with black and white stripes jumping out.

Cheng Xiaoming was awakened by the bump,

When he opened his eyes again, he saw Yin Xi standing in a pool of blood, holding a silver chopstick in his hand.There is a string of eyeballs on the chopsticks, like candied haws.

Yin Xi kicked the chair next to her that had fallen on the ground, and said, "Accident."

Cheng Xiaoming: "..."

Yin Xi took a few steps forward, "Call the card."

Trembling all over, Cheng Xiaoming clicked on the card in the APP without hesitation, and threw the phone into the pile of eyes with his round arms.In the pitch darkness, the phone screen flashed a gray light, showing the card:

"N card, zombie."

Cheng Xiaoming watched helplessly as a gray and wrinkled hand grasped the edge of the screen, and then, a human head popped out from the card, with black and blue skin and hideous features.

"Little Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxi," Cheng Xiaoming couldn't even catch his breath, and tried his best to hide, "Come out."

Yin Xi made a gesture, "Open the door, block the ghost."

Cheng Xiaoming: "???" What did you say?

Cheng Xiaoming was directly blocked by him to "block ghosts" and died on the spot.

The zombie was probably out of his mind and didn't respond for a long time.

It wasn't until Yin Xi kicked the door into the pile of eyes that it took it in a daze, blocking the way with brute force.

There was no way for the eyeballs to escape, they could only form a pile and cover the facade, trembling.

Poor, weak, and helpless.

Yin Xi picked up a brand new silver chopstick, and approached it clutching it.

The side of his face was still smeared with blood, which made the pupils of his eyes darker and darker, empty and indifferent, without any emotion.

"This," he gestured to the album with footprints on the ground, and asked, "Whose is it?"

I don't know which eyeball made a sound, and said hoarsely: "His Royal Highness."

Yin Xi asked: "Where is his brother's album?"

The eyeballs turned violently.

Yin Xi blinked her eyes, raised her hand and stabbed forward fiercely!

A silver chopstick in his hand exploded the center of an eyeball, blood splashed out!

Those eyeballs were afraid they had never seen such a demon before, so they squeezed desperately into one place.After squeezing for a few seconds, another small hole appeared in the center of the eyeballs, and a picture album with a pure white cover was hidden inside.

Yin Xi took out the album.

After taking out the album, he seemed to think of something, took out his phone from his pocket, and opened the APP.

The eyeballs, who wanted to escape for their lives, just watched the demon take out a card from the APP.

The demon threw the card at them.

The demon put away the phone.

The demon stared at them and said, "There are coming and going."

Eyeballs: "..."

God fucking comes and goes.

Cheng Xiaoming was paralyzed on the ground and was in a daze for a long time.

He thought he might have had a dream, after all, he was still very moved after waking up for so long.

The pile of eyeballs fled away in a swarm, Yin Xi bent down and picked up his mobile phone, and when she turned around, she raised her hand to wipe away the blood from the corner of her mouth, and when she lowered her eyes, the small mole flashed across her eyelids, coquettish and gorgeous.

Cheng Xiaoming felt that he was a fool.

"Brother," he couldn't believe it, "you were always pretending before?"

Yin hope not to bird him.

Cheng Xiaoming was puzzled, "Then why don't you keep pretending?"

Yin Xi handed him the phone, eyes full of harmless daze.

Cheng Xiaoming: "..."

Fine.

"Are those eyes the same as the ones you met before?" Cheng Xiaoming was always afraid that the zombie would come out of the phone again, so he chose to put the phone case backwards.

With hindsight, he realized that it was not by accident that Yin Xi came here.There should be a plot point here.

"When I looked at the eyeball just now, I saw an illusion. Xiaoxi, why are you alright?" Cheng Xiaoming suddenly remembered this, "Didn't you faint when you looked at that eyeball before?"

Yin Xi slowed down her pace, as if thinking of something, she was silent for a few seconds.

He said, "I don't know."

This time he didn't see that person again.

There was only a momentary blank in front of his eyes, and then he returned to normal. The attacks of those eyeballs were useless to him.

why?

"Oh." Cheng Xiaoming thought to himself, maybe it's because you are too awesome.

When Yin Xi and the others returned to the living room, more than half an hour had passed.

As soon as they appeared, they immediately attracted the attention of several people in the living room.

Cheng Xiaoming looked up and gasped.

Uncle Li was holding his breath when he left just now, but now he saw a knife stuck in Uncle Li's chest, and his body was mostly cold.

The girl hid in the corner alone, blindfolded in panic.

The muscular man sat on the ground clutching his bleeding head, apparently exhausted.Only Meng Chong was left standing in the center of the audience, holding a black album and panting heavily.

Sensing their presence, Meng Chong cast a vicious look, full of threats.

Cheng Xiaoming: "???"

What's going on here?

Before he could respond, he heard the person next to him whisper, saying, "I won't snatch it."

Cheng Xiaoming: "..."

He opened his eyes wide and tilted his head to see,

The young man's face was pale, his slightly widened eyes were dark and hollow, as if he had been implicated innocently, he looked very pitiful.

Cheng Xiaoming: "..."

He felt that Xi Ge might not be pretending.

He, Brother Xi, was probably born with this temperament, so weak.

mutation

"You robbed me?" Meng Chong seemed to have heard some joke, "Why are you robbing?"

Yin Xi didn't speak, just stared at him.

"Yeah! I can't compare to you when it comes to robbery!" The muscular man sitting slumped by the cabinet let go of his hand, blood gushed from the fist-sized wound on his forehead, and cursed: "Who the hell can compare to you, a bastard?" !"

Meng Chong asked, "Do you have an opinion?"

"Dong Yue discovered the picture album! Dong Yue volunteered to give me the picture album! Has a fucking relationship with you?" The muscular man pointed at the girl in the corner, "Dong Yue! Do you think so?!"

Dong Yue's sister was so frightened that she couldn't hold back a word for a while.

"Then, what about Uncle Li?" Cheng Xiaoming vaguely guessed, "How did Uncle Li die?"

The atmosphere fell into a kind of weird subtlety in an instant.

This kind of subtlety is so cold that it makes people uncomfortable, and it is even more creepy than the appearance of ghosts.

"He bleeds so much, it's a burden to live." Meng Chong said lightly, "We made up our minds and sent him on his way."

Cheng Xiaoming's eyes widened suddenly.

He turned his head to look at Yin Xi, trying to express his anger, but the other party didn't seem to hear.There was no emotion in Yin Xi's eyes, it was too empty and calm to make people uncomfortable.

"And I said at the beginning of the game that you should listen to me in everything, and I agreed at the time, and now I have no right to blame me." Meng Chong spat blood, his eyes showed complacency,

He shook the black album in his hand, "This thing should be mine."

The muscular man can't stand up for a short time,

The girl huddled in the corner wanted to get into the ground, but she couldn't compete with him for the album.

Not to mention the two kids in front of him who are still in high school, Meng Chong thought, as long as he can pass the level as soon as possible and grasp the opportunity in the game, there will naturally be opportunities to snatch the SSR.

He stared at Yin Xi who was standing not far in front of him,

The tip of Yin Xi's nose was still red, she pursed her lips silently, as if as long as she kept silent, ghosts would not come to her door.

Meng Chong secretly clicked his tongue in his heart,

Apart from being beautiful and autistic, this kid probably has no other advantages?

"There are only 10 minutes left!" The boy's voice suddenly sounded in the room, as if he was eager for the last massacre, "Nanny Heath! Have you found the album?"

Meng Chong responded.

The boy giggled and said, "Then I'm going to come out and check~"

From an unknown direction came the sound of the child's footsteps, accompanied by the ethereal song hummed softly by the boy.The smell of blood and blood was lingering in the dark wind, making one's hair stand on end.

Everyone was sweating coldly and staring.

The footsteps finally stopped in front of Meng Chong.

Meng Chong handed over the black album in his hand.

"Huh?" said the boy, "This picture book—"

Meng Chong withdrew his hand and waited for the system to remind him that the task was completed.

Caught off guard, a gust of wind blew in front of his face.

Meng Chong's back was stiff, and he suddenly realized something, but when he reacted and hurriedly took out the phone from his pocket, a hideous wound had already opened on his right ear!

"Don't! Don't—" Meng Chong stared wide-eyed, feeling that his ears were being cut off bit by bit, and the warm blood slid down the side of his face, and the pain was extremely clear.

"Don't cut it! Please!" Meng Chong was in so much pain that he couldn't even speak clearly. He fell to the ground crying in embarrassment. He poked the phone card suddenly, but there was no response for a long time.

Everyone was dumbfounded, watching this amazing reversal.

"Isn't that a real picture book?" The muscular man was terrified, but the picture was indeed torn from this picture book!At that time, the kid himself admitted it!

He tilted his head to look at Yin Xi, seeing Yin Xi staring at the bloody scene intently, as if afraid of missing a glimpse,

Yin Xi whispered back: "I don't know."

The entire right ear was completely cut off, and Meng Chong gasped in pain, thinking it was finally over.

Immediately afterwards!The boy's sinister laughter came out again!

The familiar cold feeling approached his right eye, Meng Chong tried desperately to hide, but was finally grabbed by a force.He clenched his phone tightly and said hoarsely, "Help me."

The screen of the mobile phone flashed blue light, and cards gradually appeared on the screen.

The different colors quickly attracted everyone's attention.

"R card: sickle ghost."

It seemed that an invisible dagger was stabbing Meng Chong's right eye. When he was struggling desperately, a cloud of white mist emerged from the card and blocked him.

The cloud of mist formed a human face, with only a pair of empty eye sockets and a grinning mouth. A hand stretched out from behind the face, holding up a sickle, and suddenly fell down!

Suddenly, there was a sharp howling that could pierce the eardrums in the room.

In an instant, the Yin Feng disappeared without a trace, and the non-stop sound of children's footsteps was completely silent.

Meng Chong fell into a pool of blood, unconscious.

The white mist that flashed past just now also drilled back into the card, as if it had never appeared before.

"Fuck? He has an R card?" The muscular man was stunned for a long time before he realized, cursing: "Didn't the motherfucker have an R card and take it out sooner? Wouldn't it be a shit if I took it out earlier?"

"Maybe it's because I can't cry out," Cheng Xiaoming said with his last breath of immortal energy, on the verge of being frightened to death.

"That's right," the muscular man sneered, "I didn't call out the ghost just now, even the ghost didn't want to see him."

Yin Xi didn't make a sound the whole time.

"Then what should we do now? The brat is injured, so we just need to find a way..." Before the muscular man finished speaking, a sharp mechanical voice suddenly sounded above his head:

[Congratulations to player Yin Xi for completing task [-]: Prince's picture album.Successfully unlock the following plot——]

[Thousands of people live in this fairy tale kingdom, and they have a common king, queen and prince.The prince likes to draw pictures, and every time he draws a picture, he must happily hand it over to that person.But not long ago, this album was stolen by some evil people! ]

[Fortunately, a distinguished guest helped him find the album. ]

[Now that he finally found his picture album, which guest can help him find that person? ]

[Task time limit: There are three opportunities for this task, and the time limit for each opportunity is three hours. ]

[Player Yinxi can get 10 lucky points and a hidden clue for completing task one. ]

Yin Xi felt the phone vibrate in her pocket, and probably received a message.

The mechanical sound fell, and the whole room fell into dead silence again.

"What the hell? How is it possible?" The muscular man lost his ability to think for a moment, "How could it be you? When did you finish the task? Why didn't I know?"

Yin Xi opened her eyes wide, her hands hanging by her side clenched the corners of her clothes.

Seeing his timid and innocent appearance, the muscular man felt even more absurd, so he simply turned his head and asked Cheng Xiaoming: "Didn't you follow him all the time? What happened?"

Cheng Xiaoming was stunned for a moment.

He subconsciously turned his head to look at Yin Xi, and inadvertently looked at each other, the other's pure black eyes were clean and clear... Cheng Xiaoming trembled suddenly.

He still wants to live.

"No, I'm not too sure." Cheng Xiaoming stammered, "Looks like you picked it up?"

The muscular man was almost overwhelmed by the answer, "I picked it up???"

What about you ass?

"Yes! I found it!" Cheng Xiaoming quickly added, "He's really lucky, otherwise how could he get the SSR? I just searched with him casually, and he accidentally stepped on something, looked down, Ouyou ! Picture book!"

Muscular man: "..."

"You can't blame others for bad luck." Cheng Xiaoming added weakly.

The muscular man's face became more and more stinky, probably because he couldn't think of other possibilities.

if not?What else?

It was so difficult for Meng Chong to call an R card, not to mention the kid in front of him, even if he called out SSR, he would definitely be the first to die.

"Maybe it's because it's a card-drawing game, and luck is more important?" Dong Yue glanced at Yin Xi, and asked tentatively, "Your luck is high, right?"

Yin Xi remembered her negative luck and nodded.

"Forget it, it's useless to say these things." The muscular man said impatiently: "Hurry up, there is another task."

Dong Yue said suddenly: "I saw a diary just now."

Yin Xi tilted his head to look at her.

Dong Yue caught sight of him unexpectedly, her heart skipped a beat, "It should be the butler's work diary, it says that the queen tells stories to the prince every night, and the prince likes the queen very much."

Her voice became smaller and smaller, "The little boy just now should be the prince."

Sensing that everyone was suspicious of her, Dong Yue took out her notebook.

The muscular man suspiciously took it over to read it, and found that the first half of the book had been torn out a few pages. Dong Yue quickly explained: "It was like this when I found the book."

There is no other clue now.

The content in the book is indeed roughly the same as what Dong Yue said: the queen's room is on the second floor, and the prince's favorite little bell is hung on the armrest of the door.

The muscular man gritted his teeth and walked upstairs bravely.

The castle's staircase is very long, spiraling upwards around a carved stone column. In addition, there are no lights on both sides of the staircase, and the entire staircase is almost completely immersed in darkness.

Yin Xi stepped up the stairs, using the light of the mobile phone screen to see her steps clearly.

"Xiaoxi, can I grab your clothes?" Cheng Xiaoming begged cautiously.

Yin Xi didn't make a sound.

Cheng Xiaoming didn't dare to move, so he could only talk some gossip to embolden himself: "Xiaoxi, is this staircase weird? Dong Yue and the others walked a few steps ahead of us, why are there no one there?"

Yin Xi: "I don't know."

He just climbed the stairs dully, and climbed to the end.

The second floor is quieter than the first floor.

The two Dong Yue who were one step ahead of them seemed to have evaporated out of thin air, and there was no one in the entire corridor.Yin Xi glanced over, and easily found the door with the bell on the handle.

The blood-red bell vibrated slightly, but made no sound.

Yin Xi went straight to the door and stared at the bell for a few seconds.

"Do you want to go in?" Cheng Xiaoming also glanced at the bell, his back was tingled with coldness stimulated by the bloody smell coming towards his face, and his whole body trembled.

Yin Xi didn't answer him.

He turned his head and glanced at the door next to him.

It was obviously much smaller than the queen's door, and there was a sign of 'servant's room' on the door, Yin Xi suddenly turned around and walked to that door, twisting the handle without hesitation.

Cheng Xiaoming, who is half a beat behind, always wants to cry but has no tears in the turning point.

He followed Yin Xi closely into the room, and as soon as he turned his head, he was so frightened by the scene inside the room that his legs went limp——

Hundreds of female corpses lay neatly in Nuoda's empty room, each of which was tied up with thin threads and covered in blood.

I didn't dare to call, I was afraid that the boss would annoy me.

Cheng Xiaoming tried his best not to howl.

There is a square table in front of the room, and a wooden chair on both sides of the inside and outside. Behind the wooden chair inside is a bronze door with blood stains and various weird symbols painted on it.

When Yin Xi walked to the table, the wooden chair suddenly moved out.

"Dear guest,"

A female voice suddenly came from the empty seat in front of her, her voice was erratic, as if someone was caught off guard and whispered in her ear.

Cheng Xiaoming, who managed to climb to the edge of the table, thumped and knelt down again.

"Are you here to see Mr. Steward?" the voice asked again.

Yin Xi half closed her eyes, and from the corner of her eyes, she vaguely saw a woman's face lying on her side.

It was the first time for a woman to see such a cute little guest.

The little guest's eyes were black and white, and looked wet, probably because he was too scared, so his eyelids were slightly red, and the little mole on it looked very cute.

The little guest twitched his eyelashes and said, "No."

"Then you are here to find Her Majesty the Empress?" The corner of the woman's unstitched mouth reached to her ears, "But Mr. Butler is in charge of Her Majesty's daily living and transportation. You still have to wait for Mr. Butler."

Yin Xi clutched the corner of her clothes,

From his perspective, he could see that the woman's face was grinning and approaching his neck, as if looking for a place to place her mouth. The woman's face was slowly raised, but there was nothing under it.

Yin Xi glanced at the door in front of her, and suddenly asked, "Is the butler behind the door?"

"Yes, dear guest." The woman said with a defenseless face, "The housekeeper is resting."

Yin Xi asked again: "If the housekeeper is killed, will the queen appear?"

The woman's face subconsciously replied: "Of course——"

and many more.

Who was killed?The butler was killed?Who is going to kill the butler? ? ?

"..."

Just your mother is outrageous.

There were rustling noises gradually resounding in the originally dead and silent house, and there was a gust of sweet wind in the house out of thin air.

The woman's face screamed sharply, the loose skin on her face suddenly tightened, and she rushed towards the person in front of her!

Yin Xi took a few steps back.

This poor little man was so frightened, his expression must have been pitiful when he was bitten to death.

The woman's face thought so.

next second.

The little pitiful tore off the curtain at hand, covering its face accurately.Before it got out from under the curtain, the little pity had already stepped on the curtain and made a knot, and fell to the ground neatly.

Woman's face: "..."

Count it blind.

The noise behind him became louder and louder, and the female corpse on the ground faintly moved, and the pale faces slowly turned their heads, silently watching the two Yinxi in the center.

Yin Xi gestured behind her.

While crying, Cheng Xiaoming tore the phone out of his pocket, took off the flip-up phone case again, opened the card in the same way as last time, and hurriedly threw the phone into the pile of corpses.

Yin Xi picked up a crowbar and stepped on the woman's face across the wooden table.

He opened the bronze door expressionlessly, threw the curtain and the woman's face in, and then stood motionless at the door, holding the crowbar against the edge of the door.

It is impossible for the queen to wait for them in the house obediently, and it is impossible for ordinary servants to live so close to the queen's bedroom. The reason why they are here must be for ulterior motives.

If you want to find the queen, you can only use abnormal means.

Yin Xi looked up into the darkness, her dark and clean pupils were empty and lifeless.

some moment,

From the depths of the darkness, there were suddenly one or two slightly abrupt bells, and the female corpse behind her who was about to move stopped immediately.

When the man stepped out of the darkness, he happened to meet his gaze.

This person had probably just been in a fight, his hands were bleeding, and when he raised his hand to rub his eyes, he accidentally rubbed it on his face.

The pure black T-shirt set off his pale complexion, and the army green overalls were tightened at the ankles. When he turned his head to look over, he opened his eyebrows and asked, "I heard that someone is going to kill the housekeeper?"

Yin Xi stared at him without making a sound.

"Xiaoxi, what expression do you have?" Cheng Xiaoming breathed a sigh of relief when he found out that the crisis over the female corpse had been resolved, and when he turned his attention to this side, he happened to see the subtle emotion in Xiaoxi's eyes.

what's the situation?

"You know him?" Cheng Xiaoming asked curiously.

When the man heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then raised his eyes to stare at Yin Xi.

Yin Xi glanced at his neck, but couldn't find the red rope, and his emotions faded with naked eyes, "I don't know." He raised the crowbar horizontally with his backhand, aiming the sharp end at the opponent's throat with a blank expression, only a hair's breadth away pierced through