The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

The man with the DSLR is still secretly observing the beautiful Xiaohua, and Xiaohua is chatting happily with the illustrator.

Xiangxue said that she was also studying painting, and had already been admitted to an art college, and hoped that the illustrator could give her some advice.

The sharp-eared Ren Yifei heard it, and he scratched the rusty utility knife in his mind, and there were traces of pencil sharpeners on it.

With a straw in his mouth, the milk slipped through his throat, but he couldn't taste it.

A gift for the 'artist' who seemed to know what it was.Just don't know which one is the 'artist'.

Ren Yifei took out his phone with a natural attitude, swipe his finger to open the latest weather.His position has changed, right here, the weather is naturally the weather here.

Tonight, there will be thunderstorms.

Teacher Wang came, and she said to her classmates: "In order to ensure safety, I suggest that everyone go together. After all, this is a strange place, and there are many hidden dangers that are difficult to notice in the ancient village."

The students naturally said yes, their voices were weak and somewhat perfunctory.

"Then let's formally confirm who will form a team with whom. If I can't get in touch with one, I will find another," Teacher Wang said.

These students suddenly became impatient. On the one hand, they felt that they had the freedom to decide their own journey as adults, and on the other hand, they were still students, accustomed to obeying the teacher's orders.

Even though they were reluctant, they still reported their names and team members.

Xiao Hua and Xiao Min are on the same team, and Hei Pi and Chi Bo have also registered their names, but Chi Bo is always a little absent-minded. He is addicted to cigarettes, but he can't find cigarettes.

"Why don't I accompany you to buy some later?"

Chi Bo scratched his head: "I went to see it in the morning, and there was nothing for sale."

smoke.

Ren Yifei thought about the cigarettes in the black pocket, but he still didn't understand why.

"Jiang Shaobo, what about you?" Teacher Wang suddenly asked Saman.

They all thought that he would choose to be the flower guard of Banhua's group, but Saman just pointed at Ren Yifei who was buried in the milk: "He."

One of the ten mountains and rivers, the task trigger.

"Xia Chuan, what about you?" Teacher Wang asked Ren Yifei.

Ren Yifei looked up at Saman, nodded and said nothing: Compared with NPC, the chance of being exposed with him is still lower.

"Wait, add me." The one who spoke was Liu Jinjie, who had been targeting him before. He grinned all over his mouth, his eyes wandered, and he didn't seem to be thinking about something good.

"Ah, Liu Jinjie." Teacher Wang wrote down the name, "Then you three in a group."

"Three people are too crowded." Saman said lazily.

Teacher Wang looked at Ren Yifei again, and Ren Yifei was silent for a long time: "That's what I mean too."

After speaking, he turned his gaze back to the plate, and there was an extra variable, which would make things more complicated.

Liu Jinjie finally went to Hei Pi's side, and he looked at Ren Yifei viciously.And Ren Yifei took off his glasses, and slowly wiped the lenses with the glasses cloth.

Saman looked at him wiping his glasses as if obsessive-compulsive. That action looked like a daze, but it was actually a habit of thinking.Liu Jinjie jumped up and down like this to die, so he might not become a target.

Remote electronic keys, rusty box knives, smoke, what the artist calls 'gifts'...

Ren Yifei vaguely grasped the idea of ​​the original owner, but he doesn't like to be confused, he always wants to understand what happened and how many people were involved.

After a breakfast, the dark waves were surging, and they left one after another around eight o'clock.Today is cloudy, but it is a good weather for playing.

Ren Yifei and others were the first to leave, because they finished eating the fastest.

The front desk provided a map of Wutong Village, with specific attractions on it. They took a map and walked out of the B&B around the screen wall.

Because the scenic spots are spread out, the map provides three routes for tourists. If you want to see all the scenic spots, you have to choose the longest road.

"Which line to take?" Ren Yifei asked Saman.

"You decide." Saman was very indifferent.At this time, the plot hasn't even started yet, so it doesn't matter where you go.

The Saman in the game is not at all "cute" in the barren corner, and his face always has a proud "stay away from me".

Judging from the contents of the booklet, the school bully's arrogance is very childish and secondary school, and he doesn't like to talk to others. If this is a deduction competition, he has already been eliminated by OOC.

"Let's go to Bagua Well first? It's close." Ren Yifei said as he walked. He opened the map with one hand and the phone with the other, as if he was looking for the story and features of this scenic spot.

In fact, he had read the stories of these scenic spots yesterday, and remembered them after reading them. When he turned on his phone, there was a message from a mysterious contact on it.

"Beautiful things attract bees and butterflies and occasionally bedbugs too. Enough of these idiots. Looks like I need to clean things up and get the filth back in its filth." From 'The Artist '.

"I have to admit, compliments put people in a good mood. It's even better if you don't have a nasty guy around." From Oleander.

As for the gardener, there is no news for the time being.

Ren Yifei didn't reply, he put away his phone and continued to walk in the direction of Baguajing.

The two of them were quiet people, even if they walked one after the other, the atmosphere was like thin ice in winter.Others were not, they were blowing past them like the wind, and they were discussing where to go first and where to go next, looking very lively.

The two of them quietly watched these people run over, and they walked wordlessly all the way to the gossip well step by step.

They are very calm, even if there are many things that they want to do immediately, they can still maintain a calm face, and observe the Bagua Well like ordinary tourists.

This is not the usual small well that can only be drilled by one person, but a large well. When the sun shines into the well, it seems that you can still see the tortoise swimming slowly in it.

"That's the Dragon King of the Well." Said the grandmother who fetched water and washed clothes by the well.Grandma's hair is coiled, fixed with a green sandalwood wooden hairpin, and she is also wearing blue-gray clothes with buttons, which is very consistent with the village.

Wutong Village is a little different from other tourist destinations, this village is alive.The attractions that tourists want to see are the daily necessities of the residents here.

They went to the Widow's Fort to dry the millet, fetched water to wash clothes in the Bagua Well, and played chess under the century-old peach tree.Tourists bring windfall income, but residents don't spend all their year's chewing on tourists.

"You are the guests who came to play. There are a lot of people here these days, so it's lively." Grandma was a little happy, "The young people in the village have all gone out to work, and I haven't seen so many young men for a long time."

Grandma didn't dislike the two of them taking a long time to reply. She talked a lot until the clothes were washed.

She took small steps with the small wooden bucket in her arms, and two pointed points were exposed under the wide trouser legs.

It was only then that Ren Yifei noticed that the grandmother's walking posture was a bit strange: this grandmother looked seventy or eighty, and was born around liberation, why did she still have a pair of small feet?

He watched as Grandma walked into a small courtyard nearby. The courtyard door opened, revealing the face of a little girl.But she just glanced more curiously, and the door closed.

Ren Yifei was not conscious enough to think that the thinking here is still feudal, and women have bound feet.

If there is such a thing, a photo taken by the mobile phone is enough to create a lively scene on the Internet.And girls have to go to school. If this kind of thing is discovered, the parents will be considered as abuse.

It's true, though, that the vibe here tends to be conservative.

In economically underdeveloped areas, the elderly master the means of production, while young people, especially women, have few opportunities to make money, and their thinking tends to be more or less traditional and conservative.

Does the original owner have any special purpose in choosing this place?

The two left from the ancient well, and they were going to the second location, a local silkworm farmer's family. It is said that their ancestors have been silkworm farmers for generations.They can see how ancient people raised silkworms and weaved silk there.

You can also buy some silk fabrics there, which are one of the local specialties.

The two walked towards Jamsil in silence without any communication. Ren Yifei looked down at his phone, and he pulled out the school forum messages before and after his sister committed suicide.

It is impossible for such a big news not to be discussed by students.There may be one truth in ten rumors.

They will leave at four o'clock, this news is like a magic spell, forcing Ren Yifei to frantically search for clues.But he also wanted to make himself look calm, just an idle tourist.

Through his trouser pocket, he felt for the electronic car key inside. He would try it as a last resort.

"You don't seem to be interested in traveling." Saman first broke the stiff atmosphere between the two.

"This is not the place I chose. A place that is too old-fashioned always has a stale atmosphere." Ren Yifei said softly.

Saman stopped talking, something like intuition reminded him to pay more attention to this roommate.Or maybe because this person is a certain player's past, he has this preconceived feeling?

The silkworm room is not far away. Now it is run by a father and daughter. They also recruited two employees. They are still planting mulberry and raising silkworms in the ancient way.

Ren Yifei took a quick look, and found that they were all records of silkworm rearing and introductions to tools.But he also knows this skill, so he is not very interested, and he still has his phone in his hand.

There is nothing particularly commendable about the ancient method of sericulture, except for the tradition.It cannot increase yield or improve quality. No matter from which point of view, sericulture is better with reference to modern scientific methods.

Generally speaking, except for modern technology that cannot be cracked, for general things, when merchants start to tell you "ancient methods", they should be careful and vigilant.Because the other party is about to make you willingly pay for the 'story'.

Saman asked the staff about the village, and he said that he is a lover of folk culture, and he likes weird rumors.At first, the staff ignored the answers, until he bought three silk quilts, 3000 yuan per quilt.

For the sake of money, the employees are very enthusiastic.

"You're asking me about this." The employee said mysteriously, "People in our village don't go out after eight o'clock. People shout on the road, and they can't turn their heads or answer."

Both Ren Yifei and Saman quietly listened to the staff talking about ancient times.

Most ancient villages have such mysterious legends because of the large number of people who died violently, but there are more rumors and rumors in Wutong Village because of the four chastity archways and the widow's castle.

One of the most mysterious, of course, is the Widow Fort.

The staff said that many people can be seen in the Widow Fort at night. They are all the widows who died inside and refused to leave.When they were still hot here, many explorers came here and stayed in the Widow's Castle in the middle of the night.

Occasionally, someone sees these shadows, but most of the time they see nothing.

"We locals have all seen those. My grandfather said that they dare not come out because there are so many strangers, young people, and strong yang." The employee said.

"Believe it or not, when this place was not yet developed, women often ran in and hanged themselves. They were all good, young and old, and the relationship between husband and wife was good, so they ran in by themselves."

Neither of them said a word. After checking their skills and props, they can confirm that there are no supernatural elements in this world. The so-called horror legends are probably a manifestation of the psychological fear of a group of people.

The silk quilts for the three beds were packed quickly, Saman paid them to send them to the hotel, and he and Ren Yifei set off again.

"If you're not interested, why don't you go back?" Saman asked suddenly, "You seem to have other business."

Ren Yifei held the phone: "I have nothing else to do. Besides, since I'm here, I have to take a walk. Do you have anything else to do?"

"No."

"Oh."

The two moved on, this time they were going to the most famous Widow's Fort here.