In an escape game...

Montage happily returned to the entrance of the hotel, and saw an old man with a ferocious face and bared fangs.

The old man was pushing a large bucket of bloody things, exuding a strong and pungent bloody smell, and more importantly, the old man was staring at him intently.

"Brother Qi, ghost!" Yi Tang turned pale and quickly hid behind Montage.

In Montage's hand, there was a sharp knife lingering ominously, and his face was full of hostility: "I'm here, don't be afraid."

The old man—that is, the stewed meat stall owner who was tricked by Yun Xubai, waved his hand and gave Montage a flattering and warm smile: "Don't get me wrong, all the stewed chicken feet you asked your friends to buy are here , a total of 1000 yuan."

"What friend, what braised chicken feet..." Montage looked into the wooden barrel in a daze, and saw the severed palms floating in the blood, and his stomach regurgitated.

"Who wants to buy your 'chicken feet'!"

"You want to regret the order?" The stewed meat stall owner's face darkened, his dark eyes glowed dangerously red.

"I'm too lazy to talk to you." Montage held Tang's hand and walked in vigilantly with the sharp blade sideways.

The owner of the stewed meat stand showed anger, picked up the spoon in the wooden barrel and smashed it roughly on Montage's head.

Montage swung his knife to resist, and slashed downwards. For some unknown reason, the knife cut off the wrist of the stewed meat stall owner.

The owner of the stewed meat stall is not a vegetarian either, so he knew he couldn't beat him, so he rushed over and hugged Montage's thigh, and opened his mouth to howl, "Come on! Come on! There is a guy here who doesn't pay for eating Bawang's meal! This makes me What about a ghost who runs a small business... blah blah blah..."

Montage struggled to twitch his legs, and the boss stuck to him like chewing gum, so he had no choice but to slash with a knife.

The boss's chubby head was cut off by Qi Gen, fell to the ground and rolled around, and the remnant body still hugged Montage's thigh and did not let go.

"Save the ghost! It's unreasonable!"

The voice of the stewed meat stall owner attracted many ghosts. They looked at the montage with their heads poking around, and some even sucked their saliva, as if they were thinking about what to say later.

A candy couldn't hold it anymore, and said anxiously: "Brother Qi, it's almost eight o'clock, if you don't enter the hotel, you will be in trouble!"

If you don't go in, these ghosts will tear them alive after eight o'clock.

Montage was stared at by these gloomy eyes. He felt chills all over his body. Thinking of the danger behind the gate control, he gritted his teeth, exchanged 200 points for 1000 ghost coins in the mall, and handed them to the stewed meat stall owner: "Here you go, go quickly."

The stewed meat stand owner bounced his head back and said sharply, "There are also medical expenses, at least a thousand!"

Montage picked up the boss's head and stuffed it back around his neck, and said angrily, "That's fine, you're a ghost, and you need a shitty medical bill."

The boss immediately changed his words: "Mental damage fee!"

Montage couldn't pull it off, so he negotiated the price with the boss with a knife, and it took another 100 points to settle.

After finally entering the hotel, Montage tidied up the messed-up clothes, and the sense of superiority came back: "Although we encountered a little accident, we must be the first to return to the hotel. That high school student must be being hunted down in the ghost town now." Bar……"

Sweeping his eyes to the front desk, the rest of Montage's words were stuck in his throat, and he was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

The high school student he was talking about was standing gracefully in the hall, chatting with the front desk, and he didn't know what he said. The sister Gao Leng at the front desk was now laughing wildly.

Montage was dumbfounded: "Damn! Why is he faster than me!"

The volume of these words was not low, and Xiaozheng who was standing next to Yun Xubai heard it clearly, and silently complained in his heart: Not only is he faster than you, but he also arranged the little accident at the door, is it a surprise or a thrill?

Montage was upset and wanted to find fault, but found that the lobby manager had also joined Yun Xubai's chat... His speed of finding fault could not keep up with Yun Xubai's social speed.

Near eight o'clock, other players returned to the hotel one after another.

Everyone stayed in the hotel lobby tacitly waiting for the follow-up, Yun Xubai found that the two players who lived next to him had also returned.

He went up to say hello, and naturally added game friends—the male player is called Yogurt Bing, and the female player is called Crispy Salted Fish.

At this time, a young man rushed into the lobby of the hotel, running so fast that he almost fell to the ground.

He panted on his knees, wiped off his sweat, and took the time to look at the dial: "woc! It's good to step back."

"clang……"

A heart-stopping bell rang in the hall.

At eight o'clock sharp, the staff closed the hotel door on time.

A man about 30 years old rushed over from the square in front of the door, and shouted in panic, "Wait for me! Don't close the door yet!"

The two glass doors closed ruthlessly before his eyes, and the expressionless staff hung a "No Entry" sign on the door.

The late players kept knocking on the door, and the staff didn't look back, and said seriously to the players in the hotel: "The access control time is up, please don't open the door, and you can't open any gaps, otherwise you will bear the consequences."

"Open the door! Help me!!"

The late male player rolled down two lines of tears and shouted in horror: "Please, open the door!"

Behind him, thick fog rose at some point, countless pale hands stretched out from the thick fog, grabbed his body, and dragged him into the thick fog.

There were only seven players in the lobby who had returned to the hotel on time. They looked at this horrific scene with uneasy faces.

The player who stepped back to the hotel looked even worse, and he was almost turned away.

Shouts came out from the dense fog, and from time to time there were grimaces peeking out from the glass door, smiling slyly at the players, their gazes made the scalp tingle.

Two minutes later, the male player who was dragged into the thick fog appeared in front of the hotel gate in exactly the same posture, without any scars on his body.

He cried and slammed his elbows on the door of the hotel frantically, but the door didn't budge.

"He has reverted." Yun Xubai said.

Crispy Salted Fish heard the words, and said coldly: "The player can't take the initiative to save, but can only passively revert to 2 minutes ago. For him now, he is just repeating death."

The male player shouted loudly: "I'm back, open the door..."

Before he finished speaking, a dozen withered hands stretched out, and the ghosts laughed sharply, dragging the male player into the thick fog again.

After 2 minutes, the late male player turned back for the second time.

This time he ran to the door, picked up a large decorative china and threw it at the glass door.

With a loud noise, the porcelain was smashed to pieces, and the fragments scratched the male player's body, but the hotel door did not leave any scratches.

Countless ghosts appeared behind the male player...

When being dragged away, the male player was unwilling to grab the floor, and there were ten bloodstains on the ground with his fingertips. The despair and resentment in his eyes shocked the players.

Backtracking for the third time, the male player no longer struggled, no longer called for help, and directly slammed his head against the gate to death.

Looking at the corpse dragged away by the ghost, Yun Xubai felt a little sad in his heart.

Yogurt Bing asked him: "Tell me, how many people died in this round?"

Yun Xubai said in a low voice: "Tomorrow, we will see how many people are missing in the group."

Xiaozheng looked at the densely packed ghosts outside the hotel, and his blood froze: "Brother Xu, shall we go?"

Yun Xubai nodded, and the two walked towards the elevator, while other players left the lobby one after another.

After Yun Xubai returned to the room, he received a prompt from the system:

[Congratulations on being the first player to escape from the ghost town and return to the hotel. Excellent execution allows you to get a clue. ]

"Drip..."

Yun Xubai received a forwarded chat record, the content is as follows:

Chen: "I secretly sent a text message to call the police, but the place is so remote and the signal is so poor, can we really be rescued?"

AA: "Fight with them? There are only three of them, and there are so many of us, so what are you afraid of!"

Chen: "Don't be impulsive, I saw they have guns!"

This should be the chat history of two of the passengers on the day the tour group had an accident.

Although the time was not shown, this piece of information revealed an important clue-there were three gangsters in the car, and they had guns.

This dungeon was more difficult than Bixian Apartment, Yun Xubai didn't dare to be careless, and from time to time he watched Beard's real-time location through "Following You Secretly".

After midnight, the whiskers moved.

Yun Xubai watched the distance between the little red dot and him keep shortening.

When the distance was only three meters, the little red dot stopped moving.

With such a short parallel distance, the bearded man is on this floor at this moment, and it is very likely that he stopped at the door of a certain room, planning something.

Yun Xubai called Crispy Salted Fish, who was most likely to be targeted, and the connection was quickly made there.

"There are vengeful spirits wandering in the corridor." As soon as Yun Xubai finished speaking, there was a clear knock on the door from the receiver.

"Someone knocked on my door!" The crispy salted fish was startled by the knock on the door. Thinking of a ghost standing outside the door, she panicked even more, and subconsciously wanted to look outside through the cat's eyes.

Yun Xubai reminded: "Immediately lock the door, I suggest you don't look into the cat's eyes."

The crispy salted fish froze, held back curiosity and didn't look at the cat's eyes, and quickly checked the door lock: "How do you know what I'm going to do? You didn't install a camera in my room, did you?"

"Don't worry, I just speculated according to the usual mentality." Yun Xubai said: "Be careful, inform other players on the same floor, and I will contact the hotel manager."

"Is it useful to find the hotel manager?" Crispy Salted Fish was a little puzzled.

"Compared to the outside where the ghosts are rampant, the hotel is more like a protected space for players. Give it a try."

Yun Xubai hung up the phone and called the hotel manager.

While chatting at night, he exchanged phone numbers with the hotel manager, knowing that the manager was on night shift tonight.

"Hey, Xiao Xu, what's up so late?"

Yun Xubai said in an anxious tone: "Brother, I found someone wandering around my door, knocking on the door from time to time, it's too scary!"

The hotel manager hesitated for a moment: "Maybe a guest has misidentified the room."

"Brother, please ask the security guards to come up and investigate." Yun Xubai said: "If something like this happens in a five-star hotel, it would be bad if it gets out, right?"

The hotel manager's tone changed: "Don't be nervous, I will take the security guard up to see it myself!"

"Thank you brother." Yun Xubai said again: "Then please don't hang up the phone, so I can feel more at ease."

The hotel manager thought Yun Xubai was afraid, so he didn't hang up.

At the same time, Crispy Salted Fish set up a chat group and pulled in all the players who lived on the sixth floor.

Crispy Salted Fish: "Did you hear that! The ghosts outside are knocking on my door frantically!"

Crispy salted fish: "There are two fingers sticking out of the cat's eye, and they are getting longer and longer! What should I do!"

Yun Xubai replied: "It's simple, just cut it off."