After a max-level boss mistakenly enters the infinite game

"Lin Jue, why are you here?"

Emil spoke cautiously, and a few cards slipped silently from his sleeves and were quietly pinched between his fingers.

Lin Jue ignored him, his eyes swept across the three people, and finally fell on Bai Lixin.

In the air, a bird flew across.

The cold aura around Lin Jue suddenly disappeared, and he yawned lazily, "Put the poker away, I'm feeling angry, don't mess with me."

It's still the troublesome and cool look from before.

Emil's hand holding the poker suddenly froze, his fingertips trembled, and the poker was immediately put into his cuff.

"Sorry, I was also acting in self-defense," Emil relieved the pressure.

Then, he thought that he would be in the same room with Lin Jue for the next few days, and subconsciously asked: "Uh, are you so angry when you wake up?"

The anger he felt when he got up now made him think that Lin Jue was going to wipe out all the ghosts on the island, and then become the boss himself and live with this madman? Is it possible that it would cost him his life?

"Why are you wandering around here? The other players are back, and it's just you." Lin Jue did not answer Emil's question, and his eyes fell on Bai Lixin again.

This question was also asked to Bai Lixin.

Baili Xin silently looked at the sharp young man in front of him suspiciously, and replied truthfully: "I got lost, and I encountered a ghost covering my eyes."

The ghost covers the eyes because the senses are not confused, and the confused person keeps wandering around in place, and the original exit is covered, making people disoriented.

"But thanks to you coming, the ghost's blindness was immediately broken." Bai Lixin raised his hand and pointed not far away.

Xia Chi and Emil looked in the direction of Bai Lixin's finger, and could vaguely see several players walking around along the gaps in the tree trunks.

It turned out that they were already so close to the gathering area.

"Be careful next time." Lin Jue withdrew his gaze, turned around gracefully, and moved towards where he came from, without any intention of waiting for the three of them.

The three of them looked at each other and hesitated no longer. It was almost 12 noon.

Lin Jue didn't walk very fast, but he could always keep a good distance between him and the three of them. After three or four minutes of walking, the four of them walked out of the apple orchard with complicated foliage.

The other players have long since returned.

Bai Lixin glanced around silently.

In the morning, he noticed that several players seemed to be in a happy mood. These happy players formed a team.

Unlike other players who were slightly cramped and nervous, these five people were very comfortable. When Bai Lixin gathered, they sat cross-legged on the ground in a circle, talking and laughing.

Opposite them are the other two groups of players.

Most of the players in these two groups looked depressed. There were very obvious dark shadows under their eyes. Their eyes were dry and filled with red bloodshot eyes.

Lin Jue stopped casually. His leather motorcycle suit was reflected by the sunlight with dazzling white spots. He faced Baili Xin and the others. The dazzling sunlight just blocked his face. Baili Xin could only see his thin face under the sun.

Chin and slightly thinned pursed lips.

I don’t know why, but Lin Absolute’s attention seems to be a bit too high.

The expressions of the group of contented-looking players were very similar to those when Xia Chi had just woken up. Bai Lixin walked up to them and asked, "Did you all take medicine yesterday?"

The laughter stopped suddenly, and the five people looked up at Bailixin, almost saying in unison, "How is that possible?"

Baili Xin stood silently, looking at the few people.

One of them said: "We are all old players. We all know that we can't touch the drugs in the dungeon and the ingredients of which we don't know. How can we take medicine."

You don’t take any medicine, but you still feel so good?

Could it be that it has nothing to do with medicine, but something to do with dreams?

Bai Lixin asked again: "What sweet dream did you have last night?"

At this time, several people did not immediately refute, but looked at each other. One of them said hesitantly, "To put it this way, I seemed to have had a pretty good dream last night, but I forgot what I dreamed about.

.”

"Me too."

"I seem to be dreaming too."

"Yes, I did it, but I forgot the content."

The common thread among those who were in unusually good moods seemed to be that they all had a forgotten dream.

Someone from the other two groups shouted, "You guys have sweet dreams. I had a nightmare last night. When I woke up in the morning, I was dead."

Another decadent person seemed to have found an organization after hearing this, and he also said, "Me too, one night, it exhausted me to death."

Several other people with numb expressions looked over. Although they didn't speak, they must have had some bad dreams.

At this time, Bai Lixin turned to look at Emil, "What about you?"

Lin Jue went to the solitary room. On the surface, it looked like nothing, but there was also some dejection in his eyes.

I haven't slept all night, so I'm here to catch up on my sleep.

Xia Chi is in the same room with him, so he knows what the situation is.

As for himself, he knows his own situation better.

So here, Emil, who behaves most normally, is abnormal.

Emil's long golden hair was dazzling and warm in the sun, and he frowned slightly, "I don't remember, but it should be a sweet dream."

He paused and suddenly narrowed his eyes, "You just asked me, what about you?"

Everyone's eyes fell on Bai Lixin's face.

Baili Xin paused for two seconds, her eyelashes covered her eyes, and her eyes glanced at Lin Jue, who was bathing in the sun: "I dreamed...brother."

Not only Emil, but also Xia Chi were shocked by these.

This was the first time he heard Bai Lixin mention his family. Xia Chi said: "Brother, it turns out you have a brother!"

"Ahem, not my real brother." He paused.

I silently added in my heart: It’s Brother Qing.

Xia Chi: "So it's a sweet dream?"

Bai Lixin: "...it's a sweet dream."

In a place where no one could see, Lin Jue's hand behind his back trembled, and the corners of his mouth hidden in the sun also widened a bit.

Emil: "It seems like everyone has dreams when they sleep at night, and the polarization is very serious."

"The dream group and the nightmare group are probably caused by the copy. There is still a question mark as to whether they are harmful. But judging from the behavior of people who have nightmares, I'm afraid it's not a good thing."

Bai Lixin: "There is another phenomenon. Players who have sweet dreams forget what happened in their dreams. What about those who have nightmares? Do you still remember what happened in the dream?"

Those ugly-looking players look at me and I look at you, with fear in their eyes.

"I, I still remember." A timid voice sounded.

Following the voice, everyone saw a young man wearing a plaid shirt raising his hand, "I seem to be...picking apples."

He looked up at the red apples above his head and suddenly shouted, "It's very similar to here!"

Emil: “What’s so scary about apple picking?”

Unexpectedly, as soon as he asked this question, another player made a trembling voice, "You, you said you dreamed of picking apples?"

"To tell you the truth, I dreamed about it too."

The boy in the plaid shirt and the player looked at each other, and both saw deep fear in the other's eyes.

Xia Chi was anxious, he wanted to ask, but when he thought that the other party was a 200 player, he tugged on Bailixin's sleeve timidly.

Bai Lixin's expression was a little subtle: "You two, didn't you dream of picking off heads all night?"

Xia Chi's scalp exploded.

He looked at the calm-looking Priscilla with a look of horror on his face.

Brother, what are you talking about?!

Picking off heads all night long? What kind of scary statement is this?!

Unexpectedly, as soon as Bai Lixin finished speaking, it was as if a certain switch was turned on for the two players. The next second, the two of them hugged the trunk of the apple tree and started vomiting wildly.

While vomiting, Plaid Shirt stretched his hand back and raised his thumb towards Priscilla.

The other one vomited and opened his mouth to speak, "Yes, it's just...fuck, I feel sick again! It's so damn disgusting, disgusting and scary at the same time."

Everyone subconsciously looked up at the red apples above their heads: "..."

Ah, here, the numbing atmosphere is in place.

However, one person's nightmare may be just a psychological effect, but what does it mean for two people to have the same dream?

Several other players with ugly expressions were full of resistance.

Obviously, they were extremely reluctant to recall the horrific nightmare last night, but in order to confirm the information, they still checked it out.

"I dreamed that I was making soy milk all night long."

"Fuck, I'm making soy milk too."

Xia Chi suddenly had a bad association: "Soy milk...couldn't it be...brainy?"

"vomit!"

"vomit!"

Everyone: "..."

Yes, I vomited two more.

"I dreamed that I was chopping firewood... I was vomiting. I won't talk about it anymore. You know what I am doing. I will vomit for a while."

"I'll also chop...grass, and I'll go and vomit for a while."

"Wood chopper, add me. Ugh!"

Xia Chi quietly tugged on Bailixin's sleeve and whispered into Bailixin's ear: "Chopping firewood...are you splitting bones?"

Priscilla: "Probably."

With a pale face, Xia Chi expressed the last desire of a good student for knowledge: "Why is it better to chop wood when chopping bones? Isn't it more appropriate to chop ribs?"

Everyone: "..."

Ask the academic party to get out of the infinite game circle!

Someone dared to ask, and actually someone dared to answer. Bai Lixin thought about it seriously, "Bone is mainly composed of phosphorus, oxygen, and carbon, and can be burned. In the old feudal superstitious era, there were often 'will-o'-wisps' floating on the graves."

, is the result of the long-term oxidation of bones and the spontaneous combustion of phosphorus."

"So in theory, bones can be used as fuel. But... bones have a high ignition point. Even if they can be used as fuel, it will be time-consuming and laborious. There are more practical fuels such as wood, carbon, natural gas, etc., and no one will choose bones.

"

Everyone: "..."

What kind of species are these two weirdos who accidentally entered the high-end game? Are they still engaged in scientific and technological exploration at this time?

When the priest came, he saw nearly ten "good children" holding a tree and vomiting happily.

The priest NC froze in place, his face turned green.

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In the live broadcast room.

[Awesome, as expected of God Xin, another day of arrogance and talent. Although we are only on the 72nd floor, we are not timid at all when facing the veteran players on the 200th floor, and we give face to us low-level players!]

[Is this how Cai Cai Aowu is used? Bai Lixin worked too hard. He climbed to the 72nd floor in just a few days. There was an interval of five or six days. During this period, I didn’t seem to see any of his live broadcasts. He is

How did you get up there?]

[Is there some hidden copy? Or in the v lottery, you got some performance-increasing props and sent him directly to the 72nd floor? 】

[Seeing them vomiting made me want to vomit. Family members, who of you watched the last part last night? I read the beginning of this copy, and my whole body felt bad.]

[I'm not going to lie to you, I haven't finished watching it either. This dungeon is a bit scary. This is the first time I've watched a live broadcast of an S-level dungeon. I'm so lost. If it weren't for chasing Xin Shen's live broadcast, I wouldn't be able to enter this live broadcast room.

.]

[You are all chasing this player Baili Xin? I am wondering why the S-level dungeon suddenly has so many viewers. Do you see the three words [restricted level] in the upper right corner? There are these words

, indicating that there will be some uncomfortable scenes in it. If you can't accept it, don't watch it in the end. It will have a psychological shadow and affect your own ability to pass the level.】

[No, no, no, I want to watch it. I'm addicted to food. I don't have to believe in this garbage game, but I absolutely believe in God Xin. No matter how scary the thing is, God Xin can definitely play it well.]

[Yes, yes, Xin Shen is also my pacifier. After watching his live broadcast, I am not so scared when I pass the dungeon. 】

[But when will these players discover that what they had at night was not a dream? 】

[Hey, what a contradiction. I want them to find out quickly, but I don’t want them to find out. 】

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When the priest brought all the players back to the Red Apple House, half of the players turned into eggplants beaten by frost.

The expressions of the other half of the players didn't get any better either.

If you can go through a nightmare together, can it still be called a dream?

Was that really a dream? Or did they do something unconsciously after falling asleep at night, and they subconsciously regarded it as a dream?

Damn, are they really... at night?

Pick off the head, chop off the bones, stir up the brains?

Countless thoughts emerged in their minds, and everyone's faces were bruised and bruised.

Seeing the players' faces getting more and more ugly, the priest's face turned even greener: "Whoever dares to spit it out will be put in a solitary room tonight!"

One of the players was close to his throat. When he heard this sentence, his throat made a "dong" sound.

Everyone: "..."

Can you please stop being so disgusting here! It’s already disgusting enough!

The dishes are as rich as ever, but the players don’t have any appetite.

They stared at the delicious dishes on the table, their stomachs churning.

Look at this apple, it’s big and round.

What? It’s an apple?!

vomit!

Look at this orange juice, it’s yellow and translucent.

What? Juice?

vomit!

It was a good meal, and no one moved their chopsticks.

There were only two people, and they didn't seem to be affected at all.

One is a handsome young man wearing a white knitted sweater, and the other is Lin Jue, the vice-president of the Shahai Guild who looks awesome.

The two of them took a bite and each one took a bite, their chopsticks flying gracefully on the dining table.

How did these two people manage to eat?

Are they still human?

The meal ended hastily. The priest wiped away the bruises and looked at them with a smile.

After the meal, the priest stiffly took them to the second floor: "I was supposed to take you to listen to music this afternoon to cultivate your sentiments, but your state is very wrong today, children. The Red Apple House is the most peaceful residence in the world.

As the chosen children, you are also the luckiest children. Neither I nor the guests want you to suffer any harm."

The priest walked to one of the rooms, took out a board of pills, and walked up to the people who looked the most depressed.

Delivering the pills to one of them, the priest's voice was gentle, but the content was undeniable: "Drink this pill, it will make you feel better. You are all my most cherished children. Seeing you in pain makes me feel more uncomfortable than you.

A hundred times."

Can the medicine in the escape copy be taken randomly?

The player was very resistant, holding on to his shaky body and waving his hands to say no.

The smile on the priest's lips slowly froze, "Child, be obedient. I will count to three. If you don't eat, you will go to the solitary room."

Player: "..."

Between the unknown medicine and the confinement room full of supernatural ghosts, which one should you choose?

He is almost dying now. If he goes to the solitary confinement room for one night, let alone successfully clearing the confinement room, he may not be able to survive until tomorrow.

Just when the priest counted to 1, the player quickly picked up the medicine and swallowed it in one gulp.

A smile appeared in the priest's eyes: "Good boy, go and have a good sleep."

Next, the priest handed the pills to several people with unhappy expressions one after another.

When he walked up to Bai Lixin, Bai Lixin smiled at him.

The priest staggered away from Bai Lixin and continued to the next player.

Within a few minutes, everyone except Bai Lixin and Lin Jue were given medicine.

Although the specific composition of this medicine is not known, it should have a sedative effect, and the effect is very strong.

Just after taking the medicine, the players began to feel dizzy. They didn't even bother to go to their rooms, they just found a nearby room and lay down in it.

Anyway, the beds are all the same, and they don't have extra luggage. It doesn't make any difference to them which bed they have.

When Xia Chi and Emil finally lay down in the same room, only Bai Lixin, Lin Jue, and the smiling priest were left in the corridor.

Priest: "Only you two are the most perfect. They will sleep until tomorrow morning and wake up. According to the plan, you two will continue to listen to music in the afternoon, which is the performance of the most famous teacher Sam."

The priest took out his pocket watch from his pocket and said, "It's 1pm now. I'll call you at 3pm."

The priest led them to the only empty room and urged: "Okay, come in quickly."

Bai Lixin: "..."

This development is a bit subtle.

Bai Lixin was still hesitating at the door, but Lin Jue walked directly in with long legs. He chose the bed by the window and lay down on it diagonally.

Lin Jue is very tall, and the single bed is one size too small under him.

Because he was wearing shoes, he did not lie down on them, but his calves were hanging out with the shoes. He raised his arms and put them under his head, leaning on the bed, which was very comfortable.

He lay lazily, his eyes meeting Priscilla standing at the door, with some oppression and noise in his eyes.

Bai Lixin: "..."

Why do I feel like a sheep falling into a tiger's mouth? My feet are too heavy.

"Go in quickly." The priest pushed Bai Lixin behind him.

Baili Xin staggered slightly and moved forward two steps. The priest seemed to have completed his final task and immediately closed the door heavily the moment Baili Xin entered.

When their eyes met, Bai Lixin felt that in the eyes of the other party, she was a bit like a little lamb being stared at by a cheetah.

They come, the security.

Baili Xin simply stopped looking at Lin Jue and put her ear on the door frame, listening to the sounds outside through the door.

"Do you want to go out and look for clues again?" Lin Jue's voice came from behind, and it was very close to him.

When Bai Lixin turned around, he found that Lin Jue had arrived behind him without knowing it.

His throat rolled uncontrollably.

His insight has always been very strong, and he can detect even the slightest disturbance. But just now, Lin Jue had come behind him, and he didn't notice it at all.

If Lin Jue hadn't made a sound, he would have thought that the other party was still in bed.

The priest's footsteps became farther and farther away, and finally disappeared completely.

Lin Jue's extremely aggressive gaze stared at him, with a trace of madness flashing in his eyes.

Bai Lixin was only surprised for a moment and quickly calmed down.

Although it was only very subtle, he felt a familiar aura on Lin Jue's body.

In Lin Jue's glazed pupils, all he could see was his pure white figure, "Don't you want to go out?"

Lin Jue smiled, took two steps back and sat beside the bed, "How about we go out together next time?"

Priscilla: "Okay, where do you plan to go?"

Lin Jue: "Go to the solitary room again, do you want to come with us?"

Priscilla: "Okay."

Looking at the beautiful young man standing obediently in front of him, Lin Jue chuckled, and his sword eyebrows flew into his temples with the smile. He was like a sword that was always out of the body, and his whole body was covered with the cold light of the sword's light and shadow.

The man's thin lips curled up and his eyes were sharp, sending a cold light down his back.

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Twenty minutes later, Bai Lixin followed Lin Jue through the long corridor, bypassed the old wooden stairs, and arrived at the first basement floor.

During this process, they did not see any NC figures throughout the process.

The priests and nuns were all gone.

It seemed like they were the only ones left in the huge red apple house.

Are there scenes beyond what is visible to the naked eye that they don't know about?

The underground passage is very dark. It is a long corridor with small doors one after another on both sides of the corridor.

The door was rusty and stained with blood, and looked old.

Red Apple House is far from as bright and peaceful as it seems on the surface.

What are the identities and purposes of those guests?

Why are they isolated on this island?

Where did the priests and nuns who suddenly disappeared go?

And where did the corpses piled up in the wall come from?

What is the identity of the ghost at night? She claims to be her mother. Does it have anything to do with the Red Apple House?

There will be a Hundred Ghost Night Parade in a few days. What dangerous things will happen when the Hundred Ghosts go out?

As time goes by, more and more doubts and problems are exposed in front of Bai Lixin.

Each one is crucial. They are many problems, but they are all intertwined and seem to be just one problem.

As long as we can find a few clues, we may be able to follow the clues and uncover the truth about the Red Apple House, thereby finding a way to deal with the Night Parade of One Hundred Ghosts.

"Hundred Ghosts at Night" doesn't sound like a good word.

Just as Baili Xin was thinking about it, the man in front stopped.

Baili Xin paused and followed Lin Jue's gaze to the rusty small iron door.

The originally cyan iron door has turned reddish-orange, and the iron sheet on the surface of the iron door has fallen off and is extremely rusty.

There was a lock on the iron door, and the lock was obviously rusty.

Priscilla: "Is this the solitary room you stayed in yesterday?"

Lin Jue: "Yes."

He walked to the solitary room, held the lock with his fingers and weighed it.

Then, Bai Lixin saw his hand gently twist, and the lock snapped.

He threw the lock away casually, and with a harsh "squeak" sound, the iron door was pushed open.

Bai Lixin followed Lin Jue and walked in.

The confinement room was very small, only about ten square meters. There was a small bed placed next to the wall. There was an ancient quilt on the bed. The quilt was stained with blood, but the blood stains had long since turned black and were old.

.

In front of the small iron bed is a small square table with mottled knife marks and other writings carved on it.

The light in the room was very dark, and Priscilla took out a flashlight from her backpack.

Turning on the lowest setting, the flashlight's light just shone on Lin Jue's back.

His eyes fell on Lin Jue's back, and Baili Xin's head and fingertips holding the flashlight paused slightly.

At the moment when the photo was taken, a black shadow seemed to be shaking behind Lin Jue.

"What's wrong?" As if sensing Bai Lixin's gaze, Lin Jue turned around and stared at Bai Li Xin's eyes with falcon-like eyes.

The flashlight turned around and landed on the table, "It's nothing, I'm so handsome by you."

"Ha." A man chuckled in the cramped confinement room, "Really? You have really good taste."

Bai Lixin: "..."

I just said it casually, don't take it too seriously, just listen.

Shining the flashlight on the table, Prisin finally saw the marks on the table clearly.

I don’t know how many people have stayed in this cold and narrow confinement room. There are traces on the wooden table. The traces are very dull, and some traces are even stained with black blood.

This kind of mark is not made with a sharp blade, but more like scraping it out with fingernails.

The original color of the table should have been black, but now the black paint has been rubbed off by the nails, and countless nail marks are crisscrossed on the table, which shows how desperate and crazy the owner of the nails was during his lifetime.

The flashlight slowly moved down from the table to the table legs.

The legs of the table were also covered with these marks. Just when he was about to stand up and look for clues around him, the light of the flashlight was raised upwards and unintentionally shone on the back of the table.

The words scraped out with blood and fingernails came into view immediately.

Priscilla's pupils shrank.

--"help me!"

--"terrible."

——"Hell, this is hell!"

——"Devil! They are all devils!"

One by one, ferocious words stained with blood poured into Baili Xin's sight without any warning.

And he knew these words.

But he didn't recognize the words in this copy, including the words under the huge apple outside the house, and the words recorded in the hands of the "guests".

What does this mean?

Baili Xin's face was as dark as water. He stood up slowly, put his hand on the edge of the table, and turned the table over easily.

The words secretly hidden under the table were exposed in front of Bai Lixin and Lin Jue.

Priscilla squatted down and shined the flashlight on the back of the table, carefully studying the information on it.

These are the cries of former players. No matter how uncomfortable I am, I still have to feel the pain and lamentation of these players.

If the dungeon is restarted every time, then these players should be treated with the same care as they were when they first entered the dungeon.

How did they come from Wenrou Village to these solitary cells step by step?

Shining a flashlight on it, Bai Lixin discovered that there were even smaller words hidden under those crazy shouting words.

Unlike these words scratched out with fingernails, those small words were written with a pen.

First, the time game is a bit old, and second, it is covered with thick knife marks, and Prisin can only make out a small part of the text.

"...It's all an illusion...captivity...is...we have to listen...can't believe it...don't eat it...we're here to rescue...run...on the fourth day..."

Almost all the keywords in the message are covered.

It's all an illusion. Does it mean that the comfort in Red Apple Paradise is all an illusion?

Bai Lixin spent a long time identifying it, but could only make out those few words.

In this passage, the only useful clue so far is probably the three words "the fourth day".

Day four.

Will it be a turning point?

So they need to be wary of what happens on day four?

Bai Lixin was so engrossed that he put all his attention on the table in front of him, even forgetting that there was Lin Jue behind him.

Where Bai Lixin couldn't see him, Lin Jue looked at Bai Lixin with a smile. His normally normal eyes were completely covered in black and turned completely black.

On the wall behind Lin Jue, a ferocious and fierce black shadow was reflected on the mottled wall. The black shadow was like a wild beast, with hollow eyes and sharp fangs and teeth.

The moment Bai Lixin turned his head, all the black shadows were retracted, and Lin Jue's eyes returned to normal.

"Come here and take a look at this." Bai Lixin looked back at Lin Jue, "Can you see any more clues?"

Lin Jue stepped on riding boots and walked to Bai Lixin, bent his left leg and squatted down, and became serious, "...It's all an illusion... Captivity... is... we have to listen... we can't believe it... don't eat...

…I’m here to save you…Run quickly…On the fourth day…”

His knuckled fingers landed on the words "Fourth Day" and said, "Pay attention on the fourth day."

Bai Lixin: "I think so too, what else did you see?"

Lin Jue: "This should have been left by previous players. The handwriting is too blurry and there are too many variables in the word-filling game. I don't want to make too many guesses. Soldiers will block water and earth will cover it. We will know what the situation will be on the fourth day."

"It's all an illusion. It's about the priests and the Red Apple House. It must be an illusion. Do I need to say this? Do they really think there will be a Garden of Eden in the dungeon? Even if there is, it must be for a bigger conspiracy.

It only exists.”

Bai Lixin changed the subject: "What did you come here to find?"

Lin Jue: "Actually, in addition to the task of earning 3,000 points for one night, I also received another task."

He stood up and his riding boots made a crisp sound when he stepped on the cement floor.

"There was a ghost nc in this room last night. He was a little ghost. He asked me to help him find his mother."

Looking for mom?

In Bailixin's mind, the hoarse and harsh mother's warning call from yesterday suddenly appeared.

"Then what?"

Lin Jue: "Then I took the call. I couldn't make any big noise at night, so I came to look for clues during the day. Lend me a flashlight."

Bai Lixin did not immediately hand the flashlight to Lin Jue, but asked instead: "You are such a mature old player, don't you know to bring a lighting prop in your backpack?"

This is unreasonable.

Lin Jue paused and turned to look at Bai Lixin: "Why, do you doubt me?"

Priscilla: "No, I'm just questioning it reasonably."

Lin Jue took out a small dagger from his cuff, "If I really wanted to do something to you, or was a bad person, your life would have been lost seven or eight times. I really don't have lighting props, and the props are stuck in my backpack.

It’s full, are you satisfied with this explanation?”

Baili Xin remained silent. He just took a deep look at Lin Jue and then handed the flashlight to him, "This is the only flashlight I have. Remember to return it to me after you use it. I'll pick it up."

Lin Jue laughed angrily.

The sharp-jointed fingertips accidentally touched Baili Xin's fingers, and Baili Xin was immediately frozen by the other person's excessively cold body temperature.

Lin Jue picked up the flashlight, and the light fell on the blood-stained mottled wall.

While he was lighting up, he wondered if he was bored and explained: "That little ghost said that my mother's clues are on the wall. Come over and help me look for them."

Bai Lixin came forward and searched the wall with the light of the flashlight. While searching, he asked, "What clue is it?"

Lin Jue: "I don't know, that kid was bullied very badly. He was beaten away without even saying a few words."

Bailixin focused his eyes on the wall and asked, "What do those ghosts and monsters look like?"

The flashlight moved from top to bottom, and Lin Jue spoke calmly, with a very casual tone, as if the topic he was talking about was not some scary ghosts at all, but cold dolls, "Some have missing arms, some have broken legs. Humanoids."

, I don’t know why I’m trapped in the confinement room, I can’t seem to get out, I can only wander around in the confinement room.”

Priscilla: "Is it possible that they were victims who died in the solitary room? They died in the solitary room, so they can only wander around the solitary room?"

Lin Jue: "It's possible."

The flashlight stopped sliding, and Lin Jue's deep black eyes looked at Bai Lixin: "What, you ask this?"

Bai Lixin was silent for two seconds: "I want to look for clues to see if I can help them get out."

The light suddenly stopped, and waves flashed in Lin Jue's dark eyes. In a place where Bai Lixin could not see, black quickly smudged around the pupil as the center, but in an instant, the entire pupil turned completely black.

The moment Bailixin raised his head, all the darkness had immediately faded away. When Bailixin looked over, his eyes were still filled with the sharp gaze of an eagle.

Lin Jue sneered: "You can't even take care of yourself, so you still have time to care about other people's... ghost things? Don't talk too much."

Priscilla just chuckled and pointed back at the mottled table.

Although his expression was still a gentle smile, the young man's eyes were filled with frost, and his voice was also very cold: "I never play by the rules. The more the system doesn't let me do something, the more I have to do it.

.The more this copy wants to imprison the ghost, the more I must rescue the ghost!"

As the young man spoke, the light of the flashlight shone slantly in his eyes. In the dim room, the young man's eyes shone like bright stars in the sky, instantly illuminating the thick darkness.

At that moment, Lin Jue stared blankly at the young man.