In an escape game...

Chen Yi.

Seeing this name, the picture that the owner of the convenience store showed him appeared in Yun Xubai's mind.

The two young people are in the same frame, shoulder to shoulder, smiling vigorously, and their brows are full of high spirits. One of them is called Li Liang and the other is called Chen Yi.

According to the owner of the convenience store, Li Liang and Chen Yi started a business together, rented the building, and converted it into an apartment for rent. Later, an accident occurred in the apartment and the two lost contact at the same time.

What is certain now is that Li Liang died, and his soul wandered in the apartment, turning into a pen fairy who ordered the puppet, and Chen Yi disappeared.

Bixian couldn't even write Chen Yi's name. It can be said that he hated it to the bone. There must be something tricky in it.

Yun Xubai suspects that Chen Yi and Bixian's death are closely related.

A small pen becomes the link between yin and yang. Through the trembling pen holder, Yun Xubai can feel the ups and downs of the pen fairy. His eyes are getting darker: "Where is Chen Yi?"

A pair of invisible and cold hands covered Yun Xubai's hands, manipulating the penholder and writing forcefully: "I don't know."

Those three simple words conveyed deep resentment and helplessness.

The resentment on Bixian was even heavier, and Yun Xubai vaguely saw a fog-like phantom appearing on the opposite side.

Yun Xubai raised his eyes, and the phantom cast a cold gaze.

One person and one ghost stared at each other, the nearby candles were extinguished in large swaths, the surrounding temperature dropped, tiny frost formed on the pen holder, and climbed up along the knuckle fingers.

The barrel of the pen cracked a fine line and was on the verge of collapse.

The surroundings were silent, but it seemed as if they were in an atmosphere of imminent arrows. All the players were nervous, for fear that Yun Xubai would offend the pen fairy and harm Chi Yu.

In contrast, the person involved, Yun Xubai, seemed much calmer, his pen was icy cold, and he didn't even frown: "Do you want to find him?"

On the paper, there is an extra word "thinking" with gnashing teeth and claws.

"I have a solution." Yun Xubai said in a low voice, "Tell me the time and place of seeing him for the last time."

These words evoked extremely bad memories, Penxian's mood fluctuated greatly, and resentment and unwillingness swirled in his heart, pushing him to the brink of rage.

"I can't answer this question? Or do you want to escape, but actually you don't want to know where he is at all?" Yun Xubai provoked him lightly: "If that's the case, forget it, I won't force you."

The pen fairy was so angry that he almost dropped his pen. With a wave of his big hand, he manipulated the pen holder to write a line of scrawled words on the paper.

Yun Xubai identified it carefully, only to see the content: Three years ago, on September 9th, the living room on the first floor of the apartment.

Yun Xubai asked Bixian very naturally: "Be more specific about the time, it's best to be specific to the minute."

"The minute you hated him the most." Yun Xubai added.

Bixian may not be able to know or remember the time, Yun Xubai just wants to try his luck.

His purpose is to find out the cause of Bixian's death, but as we all know, the biggest taboo in playing Bixian games is to ask how Bixian died, which is much more dangerous than asking his name.

The dungeon mechanism will restrict the pen fairy to answer, and the pen fairy may go berserk.

So Yunxu retreated to the next best thing, changed direction, and started with the most suspicious npc, Chen Yi.As long as he asked about the specific time and place, he would have a way to know the cause of Bixian's death.

Penxian was questioned, recalled for a long time, those painful memories pulled his soul, and the phantom formed by the gathering of resentment became closer to the reality.

Yun Xubai noticed that there were a few more thin marks on the pen, and it seemed that his life was not long. He coughed lightly and reminded: "Restrain your emotions, don't break the pen, it's a waste."

Bixian: "..." Gan!

"Around 11:30!!!" Bixian was really irritable, writing three exclamation marks to express his dissatisfaction.

"am or pm?" Yun Xubai didn't let go of the details: "it's very important."

"pm..." Bixian added a line of words resignedly, like a student in a unit who missed a question.

"Thank you." Yun Xubai glanced at the paper: "The handwriting is a bit sloppy, I suggest you correct it next time."

"Crack!" The pen was pulled out from Yun Xubai's hand, and fell heavily to the ground and split into several petals, like the broken heart of a pen fairy.

The players looked at the broken pen on the ground, and their hearts skipped a beat.

Bixian finally can't stand this boy anymore?Going to show off?

The person involved, Yun Xubai, had no fluctuations in his heart. He moved his frozen fingers and said lazily, "Naughty."

The paper on the table was suspended in the air, crumpled into a ball by an invisible force, and smashed to the ground.

The pen fairy resigned, dropped his pen and left.

The players heaved a sigh of relief, somewhat grateful and somewhat regretful.

Fortunately, Bixian didn't get angry and hurt them, but also regretted that Bixian didn't fight and made the boy's life too easy.

After the pen fairy retreated to the dark place, the oppressive and suffocating feeling in the air also faded away. The players lit the extinguished candles one by one, and the room became bright again.

"Who is Chen Yi?" A player asked Yun Xubai.

After someone started, other players also gathered around Yun Xubai, staring at him with probing eyes, and asked in one go:

"Why can't I understand any of the questions you ask Bixian?"

"You said you would help Bixian find Chen Yi, is that true?"

"You have many clues that we don't know about, don't you?"

Like a group of non-stop buzzing bees, chirping around Yun Xubai.

Qiaoqiao and Lin Yuan were furious watching, and blocked Yun Xubai to prevent them from approaching.

"What do you mean?" Player No. 8 glared at Qiao Qiao, and said in a strange way: "We are both players, so we can't even ask for clues?"

Player No. 5 blinked weakly, and echoed softly: "Aren't players all sharing clues? You all huddled together and didn't take the initiative to tell us the clues. You can't even ask now, it's too much... ..."

"Big sister..." Qiao Qiao sneered, speaking quickly: "This is essentially a competitive survival game, don't you know? You want to lie down and let someone feed you clues, why is your face so big?"

"Sharing clues won't make you lose!" No. 5 was flushed by her, and the corners of her eyes were red, very wronged: "Why are you so bad-hearted?"

"Bad mind?" Lin Yuan remembered that Yun Xubai had saved No. 5's life, and couldn't help but roll his eyes: "If brother Xu hadn't advised you to induce vomiting, your body would have been completely cold."

No. 5 cried tearfully: "He saved me once, but now he ignores me, and I can't pass the test in the end. What's the difference between him killing me?"

"A logic geek." Qiao Qiao succumbed: "Now you have to take the moral high ground if you want to lie down and win?"

"I didn't..." No. 5 cried even louder, wiping her tears with her hands: "Don't be so cruel to me..."

No. 5 cried so badly that everyone looked at Qiao Qiao with condemning eyes.

It was approaching midnight, and the crisis was about to come, but these players had no clue or clue, and they became more and more panicked.

Now that they knew that Yun Xubai had the clue, how could they let it go, they all desperately wanted to climb into his big ship.

They would rather destroy the ship if they could not climb it.

"What do you think the girls are being forced into?" No. 8 said with a smirk: "We are not enemies, as long as you are willing to share..."

Qiao Qiao still wanted to piss her off, but was held back by Yun Xubai, his eyes were slightly bent, and he asked without thinking: "Do you really want to know?"

No. 8 nodded hurriedly, and No. 5 also stopped crying and looked at Yun Xubai with innocent eyes blinking.

The other players acted as if they were listening, with a little smugness in their eyes.

Yun Xubai smiled softly, and suggested in a very sincere tone: "Go ask the pen fairy, it should really want to play games with you."

"Brother Xu is right!" Qiao Qiao was overjoyed and shouted, "Pen Fairy, are you still there? Someone really wants to play games with you!"

As soon as the words fell, a cold and resentful gaze appeared from the corner, staring at everyone.

There was a small gust of wind blowing from behind, as if something was standing behind his heels.

Those players felt guilty, dripping with cold sweat, as if they had been immobilized, and dared not move.

Qiao Qiao wanted to yell, but No. 8 turned pale with fright: "Girl, stop yelling!"

But it was too late, the housekeeper picked up the pencil case, smiled and said: "Since you guys want to play games so much, then stay and play for a few more rounds, I have prepared a lot of pens~"

Several players who caused trouble wanted to cry but were forced to stay by the housekeeper.

Yun Xubai's move can be said to be bloodless, and his teammates felt secretly refreshed, and laughed at those people mercilessly.

With a calm expression on Yun Xubai's face, he slowly picked up the ball of paper thrown away by Bixian, and left with his companions.

"If they have a better attitude, and hold their thighs in a correct posture, brother Xu may be soft-hearted and help." In the elevator, Qiao Qiao complained: "The forest is really big and there are all kinds of birds. It's okay to be a hand-reaching party with confidence."

"Brother Xu has a good temper." Li Ruan was very glad that he was picked up by the boss, so he didn't have to mix with the mob: "If I was besieged like this, I would be very angry."

Lin Yuan saw it clearly: "They can't go far like this, so there's no need to be angry with fools."

……

Back on the seventh floor, Yun Xubai locked the door smoothly.

"Brother Xu, I noticed that you have answered all the questions you have listed in advance." Qiao Qiao's face became serious.

"Yeah." Yun Xubai raised his hand to undo the discipline button, and asked in a gentle voice: "Lin Yuan, I need to use your props later, is it okay?"

Lin Yuan patted his chest and said, "No problem!"

"Let's get started." Yun Xubai threw the pen fairy's ball of paper to him: "The time was September 9 three years ago, at 9:11 p.m., and the location was the living room on the first floor of Jili Apartment. I want to go back to Chen Yi's memory .”

Lin Yuan's hand that spread out the ball of paper paused, a little confused: "Didn't you read the memory of the pen fairy?"

"At present, Bixian is the victim, and Chen Yi is the perpetrator." Yun Xubai explained: "It will be clearer from the perspective of the perpetrator."

Although Lin Yuan didn't quite understand the difference between the two, he did as he did: "Listen to Brother Xu."

He took out the props, it was a palm-sized diary with mottled corners, the paper was old and stained with old blood, exuding an ominous atmosphere.

Lin Yuan picked up the paper with "No. 1" written on it, silently recited the time, place and people, and Qi Gen tore off the calendar paper.

The thin paper twirled in mid-air, unfolded slowly, and turned into a TV-sized curtain.

Lin Yuan chooses the sharing mode, and other people can also watch it together.

Before the picture appeared, a burst of tragic wailing was heard first.

"Chen Yi! You are crazy!" It was a young male voice, full of pain and fear, as well as strong disappointment: "Put down the knife! Don't come over!"