Escape game: NPC is crazy about me

Hearing Long Xinyuan's cries full of regret and guilt, everyone subconsciously fell silent, with a look of sadness in their eyes.

"Long Xinyuan, don't blame yourself too much. The situation just now scared everyone who saw it. It's understandable that you don't dare to step forward." Zhang Zhi comforted him in a low voice.

"I am just a useless waste." Long Xinyuan grabbed his hair tightly with his hands and cried loudly.

The sun hanging in the sky was getting hotter and hotter. Everyone silently looked at Long Xinyuan who was crying bitterly, and they felt as sad as a rabbit dying and a fox in their hearts.

In this horror game, no one knows who will die next, and it might be you.

Zhang Zhi, Wen Sheng and Kang Yan dug a pit in the sand, and Yang Xianluo placed Shu Xiaomei's mutilated body in the pit.

He touched her face that had long lost its warmth with his hand, and whispered with red eyes, "Little sister, I'm sorry, I couldn't take you out. When I go out, I must go and see your beautiful hometown, right?"

It's as good as you said, but it's a pity that there are fewer people to receive us this time."

Long Xinyuan knelt beside the sand pit and watched helplessly as the yellow sand slowly buried Shu Xiaomei. It was as if his heart had been ripped away by life, and the pain was so painful that he could hardly breathe.

When I first met this silly girl, I thought she was very cute because of her clumsiness, and her personality was very simple. She almost believed whatever others said.

It's been a long time since he met such a pure fool. Although he met a lot of fools in his line of work, it was really rare to see such a fool, so he couldn't help but help.

He didn't know when it started, but this silly girl had a different place in his heart.

But he was selfish and timid by nature. When he saw the girl he liked dying in front of him, his first reaction was to step back in fear. It was him who betrayed the girl's most honest trust. He was a coward, useless and shameful.

coward.

"Use this as a tombstone!" Wan Bochong said, moving a stone that was in good shape.

Yang Xianluo put the stone in front of the grave and looked at the words "Shu Xiaomei's Tomb" engraved on it. His nose felt sour and tears fell from his eyes involuntarily.

"Luoluo." Wan Bochong squatted down, put her head on his shoulder, and touched her gently.

After crying on his shoulder for a while, Yang Xianluo felt much better. After gathering his emotions, he raised his head and saw that Wan Bochong's shoulder was soaked with tears.

She said a little embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, your shoulders are stained by my tears."

"It's okay." Wan Bochong gently touched her head with his hand and asked, "Are you feeling better?"

"Well, I thought that after staying in this game for so long, I had already seen through life and death, but seeing my partner die in front of me makes me feel very sad." Yang Xianluo said with red eyes.

"This is human nature, there is nothing to be tolerated." Wan Bochong said warmly, looking down at the girl in his arms.

"Wan Bochong, when your friend died in front of you, you must have been very sad!" Yang Xianluo looked at him and asked.

"Yeah!" Wan Bochong responded with unspeakable pain in his eyes.

The interior of this pyramid is somewhat different from the interior of the previous two pyramids.

Both sides of the long corridor are lined with exquisite murals, which tell the story of the Son of God falling into the mortal world and blessing the people.

The Son of God stood on the high platform with his back to the people below and his head raised slightly, as if he was looking at something.

The people standing under the stage looked at the Son of God with pious eyes, and their mouths were slightly open, as if they were reciting something.

"There won't be any mechanism here, right?" Zhang Zhi picked up a stone from the ground and threw it into the corridor.

The stone fell down in a parabola shape and rolled slowly in the corridor, making a gurgling sound.

When the stone stopped, no hidden weapon appeared.

Zhang Zhi scratched the back of his head in confusion and said, "Is there no mechanism in the pyramid?"

{New tasks appear, please click to check.}

The mechanical sound of the system sounded in Yang Xianluo's mind.

Yang Xianluo clicked on the task and took a look at the content above.

{Take out the maple leaf inside the pyramid.}

She frowned and asked, "What's going on with your system? Either you ask me to get willow branches or lotus flowers, and now you ask me to get maple leaves. Can't you get something taller?"

"Host, what do you think is a noble thing?" Xiao Guoer asked tentatively.

"Just like jewelry, gold, diamonds and the like!"

Xiao Guoer looked at her speechlessly and said, "Host, you are really a vulgar person, vulgar to the core."

"I am originally a layman. Who in this world is not a layman!" Yang Xianluo said matter-of-factly.

"You guys wait outside, I'll go in first to explore the way." She said.

"Sister Xianluo, it's too dangerous here. I'll throw another rock to see if there are any hidden weapons." Zhang Zhi said hurriedly.

"No, I'm not afraid even if there are hidden weapons. I have an indestructible body." Yang Xianluo said.

"Luoluo, I'll go in with you." Wan Bochong followed her with his sword in hand and said.

Yang Xianluo looked back at him, nodded and said, "That's okay."

The moment she stepped into the pyramid, she immediately entered the indestructible mode.

After walking for a while, no hidden weapons came towards them.

"It seems that there should be no hidden weapons in this corridor." Yang Xianluo said to Wan Bochong.

"It should be, but don't take it lightly. It's so quiet. There must be a ghost." Wan Bochong said coldly.

Just as they were about to cross the corridor, there was a sudden sound of ground breaking behind them.

"Did something come out of the ground?" Yang Xianluo turned his head sharply and saw many mummies emerging from the ground.

Their limbs were very stiff, and their eyes looked at the two of them greedily.

"Why are there so many mummies?" Yang Xianluo asked with wide eyes.

"They should all be buried with them." Wan Bochong replied looking at the large number of mummies in front of him.

"The people buried with them." Yang Xianluo frowned. Although he knew that he was in a horror game, he still felt cruel when he saw these mummies who died because of being buried with him.

Although the limbs of the mummies were stiff, they moved very quickly and quickly jumped in front of Yang Xianluo and Wan Bochong.

A sharp claw with a cold light quickly grabbed Yang Xianluo from in front of her. She leaned back quickly, and the sharp claw tip scratched across her face, making a fishy wind sound.

Wan Bochong quickly chopped off the head of the mummy standing in front of Yang Xianluo with his sword.

Thick black blood flowed from the neck of the mummy and dripped on the ground.

The head fell to the ground and rolled, and the mummy's body fell straight to the ground, completely losing its vitality.