Cook in full swing in an escape game

Security room.

Lin Sheng, who was still in shock, told everyone what happened just now. When they heard about it, their faces changed. When they heard that there was a female ghost haunting, Zhang Jiu immediately ran to the monitor to see if Xiaoyue was still there.

In Room 703, Mr. Zhang was cooking, and Xiaoyue was watching the children in the room. The family enjoyed themselves happily. No one died, and it didn't look like they were disturbed by a female ghost.

"She is not a resident here. The only female resident here is Xiaoyue. I have seen Xiaoyue on the monitor. The appearance of the two is very different. The woman in the elevator has very big eyes."

Although the NPC is temporarily safe, unfortunately, the players have no clue about the identity of the woman in the floral skirt.

Wang Xin spread the newspapers that published the disappearance case on the table for Lin Sheng to compare. He felt that the ghost was transformed by a human being. If she was not a resident, she might be the victim of the disappearance.

However, Lin Sheng looked at the photos one by one, but the woman in the elevator was not among them.

Chen Qidao: "This is strange, it can't be a wandering ghost outside, right?"

"Probably not." Lin Sheng said, "The elevator first came down from the seventh floor. I think she must have some relationship with the 703 family."

"I remember that in the novice level, the difficulty of the game became more and more difficult as time went by." Lin Sheng added, "I'm afraid it's because it's only the second day, so the female ghost in the elevator can't directly attack me. Just lure me down."

"Anyway, don't take the elevator in the future."

Because of Lin Sheng's encounter with a ghost, Wang Xin and Zhang Jiu were very upset. They saw Wu Zian and Chen Qi discussing something in the corner, and they didn't intend to take them with them; while Dai Yi hadn't come back yet.

The two of them had no choice but to stay with Lin Sheng and hug each other to keep warm.

Everyone had their own concerns, and everyone fell asleep early.

Lin Sheng went to wash his face, and was about to fall asleep, when a figure suddenly flashed outside the corridor.

He immediately became alert, but in the next second, Dai Yi knocked on the door and window lightly and motioned him to come out.

Lin Sheng heaved a sigh of relief. It's so late, what's the matter?

In the corridor, the night breeze was blowing, Dai Yi casually leaned on the window sill, his face was a little tired.

He said to Lin Sheng: "I remember you said that you have the ability to record food?"

Dai Yi pointed to the plastic bag on the ground, "The bag is full of food I found when I was sweeping the building, let's see if it can be included."

Before, Dai Yi would never waste time searching for these things, but this time, after seeing Lin Sheng's recipe with his own eyes, he felt that he might never need to eat steamed buns again.

Lin Sheng was taken aback, calling himself out in the middle of the night for such a thing?

He thought about it again, maybe it was Dai Yi who had eaten the food in the recipe, and then went to find some new tricks?Lin Sheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but this was a good thing. He just took the opportunity to expand the types of recipes, and maybe he could synthesize some props.

Lin Sheng looked at the bag on the ground—the largest plastic bag sold in the supermarket, which was bulging. He squatted down and turned over. When he raised his head again, he couldn't help admiring Dai Yi even more.

When he was chased by the female ghost and fled, Dai Yi silently swept the whole building alone. Not only was he safe and sound, but he also returned home with so many spoils...

Bagged rice, instant noodles, sausages, tomato sauce, canned food...the tastes are really mixed, Lin Sheng poured out all the things in the bag, and tried the recipes one by one.

During this period, Lin Sheng's mind was filled with the cold voice of the system reporting the name of the dish, which made him hungry.

【Name: Chinese Sausage Rice Dumplings

Introduction: The passionate collision of rice and sausage, after being steamed in a pan, the fragrance is overflowing, and the freshness is perfect! 】

【Name: Italian Instant Noodles

Introduction: Italian-style instant noodles, referred to as pasta (laughs), fish in troubled waters with tomato sauce, and can successfully irritate real Italians the moment they are served on the table.Note: (use with pineapple pizza, the effect is better~)]

[name: bait

Introduction: Delicious traps made with canned cat food with additives.

Item effect: Feed it to ghosts, and have a chance to collect the opponent.Note: (Dangerous move, operate with caution)]

......

After a while, Lin Sheng's cookbook flicked through several pages. This time it was really rewarding. In addition to ordinary food that can be used to satisfy hunger, Lin Sheng also accidentally obtained a functional item—bait, which may be handed out in the future. use.

During the process of his food tasting, Dai Yi kept watching with great interest. Lin Sheng would point out the synthesized dishes to him from time to time. Very interesting.

In the early hours of the morning, the night shrouded the building like a thick fog, and the wind was blowing. The roar of the machines in the underground slaughterhouse was heard in my ears, mixed with the desperate howls of beasts.

Wang Xin got up from the bed, turned on the flashlight, and came to the elevator room alone.

The elevator stopped on the seventh floor. Wang Xin thought of the female ghost that Lin Sheng had encountered. He shivered and completely gave up the idea of ​​taking the elevator upstairs.

Turning around and coming to the stairwell, as soon as Wang Xin entered, the fire door slammed shut behind him with a "bang".

The moonlight came in from the window and shone on the concrete steps. Wang Xin coughed hard twice, but the lights did not turn on, so he had to raise the flashlight and resigned himself to the steps.

In the empty stairwell, there was only the sound of Wang Xin's footsteps. The higher he went, the colder he felt. I don't know if he had an illusion. Wang Xin's nose moved. He seemed to smell the smell of burning paper. This smell reminded him of the time when he went to the grave every Qingming.

The flashlight fell on the wall, where the number 6 was written in red paint, and the destination was reached after going up one floor.

By the way, why did I go to the seventh floor?

Wang Xin recalled it carefully, but his brain seemed to be rusted, and he couldn't remember it.

Under the light of the flashlight, he saw a group of shadowy black shadows flying in the air. Wang Xin stretched out his hand to throw away the black shadow, and he stepped up a few more steps, and the smell became stronger.

There was a strange touch on the back of the hand. Wang Xin looked down and saw a scrap of paper sticking to his hand.

The edges of the confetti were burnt black, only the center remained yellow.

Wang Xin's complexion changed drastically. Is this... burnt paper?

A string of silver bell-like laughter sounded suddenly, echoing in the empty stairwell, Wang Xin paused, and saw a woman lying on the ground half a floor away from him, grinning at him .

When did it appear? !

Wang Xin took a few steps back in a panic, only to see a fire burning in front of the woman, and the fire light illuminated her face - neat bangs, loose long hair, and a pair of big eyes that were very agile and charming.

"Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me~"

The woman didn't open her mouth, but Wang Xin heard the birthday song clearly in her ears. She stood up slowly, grabbed a few pieces of burnt paper and threw them into the fire.

Faced with this weird scene, Wang Xin, who should have fled immediately, couldn't move, his limbs seemed to be frozen.

The weird flame was reflected in Wang Xin's pupils, and with the woman's movements, the paper money kept falling into the fire, but the flame kept its original size steadily.

Too bad, I also hit a ghost!

Wang Xin was sweating coldly. At this moment, the fire in front of him suddenly flowed towards him like a liquid, and spread to his feet in an instant. The woman grinned, and the flames raged across the stairwell, engulfing Wang Xin. .....

Wang Xin woke up suddenly, he sat up suddenly, panting heavily.

Cold sweat oozes from his forehead, his heart is beating violently, and it is about to pop out of his throat.

Wang Xin looked around, and it took him a long time to realize that he was having a nightmare.

But the dream was too real, and the woman's voice seemed to be still echoing in his ears. Wang Xin lay with his eyes open for a long time, but he never recovered.

The seventh floor, the female ghost... The more Wang Xin thought about it, the more frightened he became, and his teeth began to chatter uncontrollably.

Sure enough, as the old fortune teller said, since Mr. Zhang and Xiaoyue adopted the child, strange things have been happening continuously.

It can't go on like this, we have to think of a way.

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