In an escape game...

Grandma froze after seeing Jiao Huai's face clearly, only the palm on Yun Xubai's arm trembled uncontrollably, she clenched her fingers, but she still couldn't control herself.

Happiness, longing, guilt, anticipation... These complicated emotions mixed together and appeared on the old lady's face at the same time, making her look elusive.

Jiao Huai stood up, turned to face her, her thick eyelashes fluttered up and down: "Grandma, don't you recognize me?"

This was the voice that Grandma missed countless times. Her eyes turned red immediately, she stared fixedly at Jiao Huai's face, opened her mouth after a while, and called out uncertainly: "Good grandson?"

"Grandma, it's me." Jiao Huai responded quickly, smiled obediently, and said sincerely: "I miss you so much."

Grandma thought she was dreaming and rubbed her eyes. Instead of responding to Jiaohuai, she turned her head to look at Yun Xubai: "Young boy, did I get it wrong? How could my grandson come to see me? He can't come." Look at my..."

Since the son's family moved, the grandma saw her grandson very few times. The daughter-in-law didn't like to see her, and didn't want her grandson to get in touch with her. There were always various reasons to prevaricate.

Yun Xubai patted the back of Grandma's hand gently: "You read that right, when he just came back, he met me to invite you to dinner. He wanted to give you a surprise, so he waited for you at my house."

Grandma nodded, and the long-lost happiness came out of her heart, softening the wrinkles on her face.

She seemed to be completely convinced that the little boy in front of her was her grandson.

Jiao Huai walked up to Grandma, dragged her hand and shook gently: "Grandma, I'm so hungry, can I have dinner?"

This "Grandma" made Grandma's heart melt. She felt like she was in a dream, and she couldn't bear to take her eyes off Jiao Huai's face: "Hey...Okay, let's eat."

Jiao Huai restrained her temper, played the role of an obedient and considerate grandson, arranged a seat for Grandma, and personally added a bowl of soup for her: "Grandma, please taste this bowl of soup to see if it tastes good."

Granny took the hot soup bowl, looking at the milky white soup in a daze, the soup swayed slightly, just like her mood.

"Grandma, I cooked this myself, why don't you try it." Jiao Huai urged her in a coquettish tone.

Grandma raised her eyes and looked at Jiaohuai's black and white eyes. The scenes of life and death were like movies, and the scenes flashed through her mind. Grandma raised the soup bowl and sniffed. The lingering smell of blood.

There has been a lot of blood on these hands, and she bears a lot of life debts.

She even killed her son and daughter-in-law with her own hands.

She doesn't regret doing this, but the grandson is innocent. If the grandson knows the truth, would he still be willing to cook soup for himself and call her "grandma"?

A drop of turbid tears slid across the old face engraved with the traces of time, the sharp eyes were not hard at this time, but were softened and sad by the tears.

Seeing Grandma's appearance, Die Die has already forgotten that Grandma is a murderous ghost, and only thinks that she is like an ordinary old woman, just like her own grandma.

The teary-eyed grandma made Die Die feel uncomfortable. She wanted to say a few words of comfort, but was stopped by Nori's eyes.

Granny held the soup bowl and wept, whimpering like a young animal.

Jiao Huai gently wiped away the tears on her face with the back of his hand, he guessed what was going on in Grandma's mind, and comforted her softly: "Grandma, don't be sad."

Grandma raised her teary eyes, and the rest of her emotions faded away, leaving only deep guilt: "Grandma, I'm sorry for you..."

"Grandma didn't apologize to me." Jiao Huai shook her head: "Let's not talk about anything else today, so let me accompany grandma?"

Grandma smiled through tears and nodded.

Jiao Huai curled her lips and straightened her messy hair: "Grandma will always be the person I love the most. No matter where I am, I will always miss you. Don't worry, grandma. I will grow up well."

These words directly pierced the bottom of Grandma's heart, a soft opening was opened in that cold and numb heart, and the forgotten humanity was finally revived. She shook the soup in her hand, sighed insignificantly, and buried herself in a drink. gulp.

"Is it good?" Jiao Huai asked softly.

Grandma closed her eyes, drank the whole bowl of soup, and slowly showed a relieved smile: "It's delicious, this is the most delicious soup I've ever had in my life."

She opened her eyes again, and looked kindly at everyone present: "I haven't been so happy in a long time, and I don't have any regrets in this life, thank you."

Jiao Huai blinked her bright eyes and looked at her innocently: "Grandma, are you leaving?"

Grandma nodded, and hugged him weakly: "You must grow up safely."

Grandma left with a smile. Her body became transparent little by little, and finally disappeared completely, leaving no trace.

If it wasn't for the icy cold feeling on the back of her hand, Jiao Huai even thought that she didn't show up tonight.

The little girl from household 1405 ate all the food on the table, rubbed her round belly, and burped: "Thank you brothers and sisters, I haven't had a full meal for a long time, and now my stomach is warm, I'm going to I'm looking for mom, bye."

After the little girl left, Jiaying was the only aborigine left on the 14th floor.

She is also the only wraith who did not fulfill her wish.

Facing the empty dining table, Miss Jiaying frowned and stared at Yun Xubai motionlessly.

Butterfly and Seaweed watched this scene, not daring to make a sound.

The weird atmosphere lasted for a minute, when Jiaying suddenly pointed to the empty plate and complained plaintively: "My fried chicken was eaten up."

Butterfly's tense nerves suddenly broke.

That's it? ? ?

Yun Xubai looked calm: "There are still in the kitchen."

Jiaying's eyes lit up again, and she drifted to the kitchen like the wind, Yun Xubai lit incense next to the fried chicken, she could eat to her heart's content.

"Grandma is the most vicious ghost, and I can't believe that she left in such a bland way." Hai Mo leaned back in her chair, wanting to hear Yun Xubai's replay: "How did you know the appearance of Grandma's grandson?" of?"

They even ignored the fact that grandma had grandchildren.

"In one of the scenes, we asked the security uncle for news." Yun Xubai explained simply: "The uncle didn't find the photo, but found a video that he accidentally recorded. Not only can he see the face of the grandma and grandson, but also Hear his voice."

Jiao Huai's age and figure are very close to grandma's grandson. Yun Xubai used "painted skin" to help him change his appearance, and then changed his clothes to achieve the effect of deceiving the real one.

Thinking of the blood all over the corridor, Die Die was still a little scared: "You are too courageous, if you are exposed by grandma, wouldn't we be cool?"

"Grandma may not be able to see that Jiao Huai is fake. What she wants is a dream that will let her feel relieved. We just..." Yun Xubai paused: "I created a dream for her."

Butterfly was silent when he heard the words, feeling a burst of sadness in his heart.

Every household on the 14th floor has a tragic story.

Glancing at the door from the corner of the eye, Yun Xubai found that the door had quietly changed.

The key to open the third chapter has appeared, and Yun Xubai called out to the kitchen: "Jiaying, are you done eating? We have to go."

Jiaying came out of the kitchen with a fried chicken leg, and silently walked to Yun Xubai's side.

Die Die widened her eyes when she heard the words: "You want to take Miss Jiaying to the third chapter?"

Yun Xubai nodded, and said succinctly: "Peng Zhixin is one of the murderers who killed Jiaying. He was brought to the third chapter by the avengers. We must let Jiaying see their fate with our own eyes."

Regarding Peng Zhixin and the Avengers, Yun Xubai explained to the two players, and they still understand this part of the plot.

Nori frowned: "The question is how do you take it? Every time we are forcibly summoned to the next chapter."

The little hairball Zheer had a premonition that they were going to leave, so he took the initiative to walk to Yun Xubai's feet, and kept hinting him with small movements.

"Meow~" Take me away, take me away!

Yun Xubai picked up Zhe Er, smoothed the hair on its back, and signaled the two players to look at the door: "Observe carefully."

The two of them saw that the old door had become brand new at some point, and there were some small differences. There was a dark glow in the crack of the door, as if hinting to them that as long as they opened this door, they could go to another dimension. .

"This time, we can take it easy."

Yun Xubai opened the door, and the corridor filled with the smell of death and blood turned into a pink room.

Walls, furniture, decorations, small ornaments... even the flowers on the coffee table are pink, it can be seen that the owner of the room has a dreamy girlish heart.

Yun Xubai looked back, Jiaying's home had turned into a bright living room, and the two female players were gone, probably because they were summoned to another scene.

Yun Xubai glanced around and guessed, "Could this be the room of the fourth victim of the burial case at the back of the factory?"

Jiao Huai shook her head and corrected him seriously: "No, this is a boy's room."

Except for the large area of ​​pink, there are no objects in the room that clearly reveal the gender of the owner. Yun Xubai asked him: "Where did you come to this conclusion?"

"From you." Jiao Huai couldn't hold back anymore, his serious expression faded away, and he said gloatingly, "This is 'your' room... I'm so ridiculous, you should take a look at your clothes!"

Jiaying's reaction was even more exaggerated, she almost laughed out of tears: "It's really rare that this dress didn't make you look less handsome!"

Yun Xubai frowned, looked down, and suddenly froze.

He changed his clothes.

This dungeon will arrange characters for the player, and each chapter will replace the costumes according to the characters, and he is used to it.

But this outfit made him feel very uncomfortable. He was wearing a pink flower shirt!

This "fresh and refined" dress allowed him to blend in harmoniously with this pink and tender room, no wonder Jiao Huai would say that this was his room.

Yun Xubai opened the closet and looked, good guy, it was full of different styles of pink clothes, even skirts.

Yun Xubai closed the closet door, and was about to go to the mall to change a set of skins, but found that the clothes could not be replaced due to the needs of the plot!

Trash copy!There is no lower limit!

Jiao Huai "comforted" him with a smile: "This looks pretty, at least I didn't ask you to wear a skirt."

"Since you like it, you can change it too, so as to unify the style." Yun Xubai gave him a cool look.

Jiao Huai shut up, only daring to laugh mercilessly in her heart.

Yun Xubai didn't pay much attention to this outfit. From the previous two episodes, it can be seen that the scene of this dungeon is not big, and there are not many NPCs, so not many people will see his outfit.

But the fact that the costumes are related to the plot made him a little concerned.

Yun Xubai looked at his watch: "It's almost midnight."

Jiao Huai gave a "tsk" sound: "I just came here and went straight to midnight. I didn't give you any time to adapt. The third chapter is really unfriendly."

As soon as the voice fell, all the lights in the room went out, and the computer on the desk faintly lit up.

"Go over and have a look." Yun Xubai walked to the desk.

No one touched the mouse, but the computer automatically opened a live broadcast software, and quickly entered a live broadcast room called "Night Horror".

The live broadcast room was pitch black, with eerie background music playing, and the protracted melody was mixed with a woman's laughter, grabbing people's ears in the middle of the night.

"Is the equipment ready? It's time for the live broadcast, and some viewers have already entered the live broadcast room." A very nice female voice sounded in the live broadcast room, speaking softly, with the tone of a broadcast host.

There was a constant "sizzling" noise in the live broadcast room, probably the signal was not good.

Yun Xubai tried to close the live broadcast room, but the mouse didn't listen to him at all.

"There seems to be a line of very small characters below." Jiao Huai moved closer to the screen, trying to see what the small words were, when the pitch-black screen suddenly lit up, and a pale woman's face appeared in front of the screen, two of which were magnified by the lens. His eyes just met Jiao Huai's eyes!

Jiao Huai's heart jumped into her throat in an instant, and she leaned back quickly, almost falling.

Yun Xubai supported him steadily.

At this time, the woman on the screen rolled her eyes slowly, moved her face away, and finally revealed her entire face.

"Welcome to the 'Night Cry' live broadcast room, I am the anchor Wanrou." The female anchor is young, with delicate features, small lips, and a pure smile: "The place we are going to explore tonight is our city. One of the top ten ghost stories—the haunted house at No. 4 Ping An Road."

"It is said that the owner offended someone in his business before, and his family was wiped out. It is rumored that their family died too badly, so their ghosts linger. Anyone who passes through No. 4 haunted house will be cursed... Is No. 4 haunted house like the rumors? Is it as scary as the one? Wanrou will take everyone to find out tonight!"

[Chapter three: The live broadcast room of Tanling. ]

[Task requirements: Break the curse. ]

[Background of the Tanling live broadcast room: when the bell rang at midnight, many people found that their mobile phones automatically opened a certain live broadcast software and entered a live broadcast room called "Night Cry". No matter what they did, they couldn't leave the live broadcast room. What's more terrifying is that the master]

Jiao Huai scolded in a low voice: "Crap, the system says half of it is gone, so it won't be captured by ghosts!"

One after another, people entered the live broadcast room, and the hostess Wanrou blinked her left eye: "According to the usual practice, two lucky viewers will be selected to join me to explore the spirit tonight... Well... who should I choose?"

Wanrou leaned closer to the camera, her eyes rolled as if examining, not as if she was looking at the bullet screen to select the audience, but as if looking at the audience behind the screen through the lens.

Wanrou and Yunxubai on the screen looked at each other, and she smiled mischievously: "Ah, this classmate's pink dress is so conspicuous and beautiful, with you joining, our live broadcast effect should be better, just choose is you!"

As soon as a horrifying thought came to Yun Xubai's mind, he saw a pale hand stretched out from the screen...