Escape game: NPC is crazy about me

After all the players have eaten and drunk, they will set off to the last pyramid.

As soon as they approached the pyramid, a large number of mummies emerged from the sand and rushed toward them with frightening screams, their eyes shining with excitement.

"We haven't entered the pyramid yet, why are there so many mummies?" Zhang Zhi asked in confusion.

"These mummies are all buried with them. They have been guarding the pyramid all their lives to prevent others from breaking in." Yang Xianluo summoned the diamond hammer and said.

Although the number of mummies was large, it was nothing to Yang Xianluo and Wan Bochong.

The two of them worked together and cooperated with each other, and quickly wiped out all the mummies.

When Wan Bochong chopped off the head of the last mummy, the door of the pyramid slowly opened in front of them.

The players looked at the pyramid with the door open and felt panic in their hearts. They vaguely felt that this last pyramid was very dangerous. If they were not careful, their lives might be lost.

"Boss, why don't I just stay outside and you two go in!" Wen Sheng shrank his head and said.

"Are you sure?" Yang Xianluo turned to look at him and said, "It may not be safe outside. If something happens to you, someone may not save you."

"Then I'd better go in with you. I don't know why, but I always feel that this pyramid is very gloomy, even gloomier than the previous four pyramids." Wen Sheng said cautiously.

"Didn't you say that your luck has always been good?" Yang Xianluo said with a smile, "You have good luck protecting your body, so what are you afraid of?"

"No matter how lucky you are, if you encounter the King of Hell and ask for your life, there is no way!" Wen Sheng said with a bitter face.

"Okay, don't think too much, you're already scaring yourself before you go in."

As soon as I stepped into the pyramid, what struck my eyes were the murals of the Son of God coming to the world to save the world.

"It's really strange. Who is this Son of God? He doesn't even have a front face, all are back faces. Could it be that he died in the light of day?" Zhang Zhi asked doubtfully.

Yang Xianluo took a closer look at the murals, and it was indeed as he said. All the murals only depicted the tall and majestic back of the Son of God, but not a single front.

"This Son of God looks familiar to me." Wan Bochong said with his cold eyes on the mural.

"Is he your friend?" Yang Xianluo asked curiously.

Then he stared at the back of the Son of God carefully and said, "Actually, to be honest, I also think this back looks a bit familiar, as if I have seen it somewhere."

After hearing what Yang Xianluo said, all the players rushed to the mural and took a closer look.

"Listening to what Sister Xianluo said, I also think this back looks a bit familiar. Where should I have seen it before?" Zhang Zhi rubbed his chin with his index finger and said with a frown.

"It looks familiar." Huang Ying also nodded and said.

"Hearing what you said, I also think it looks familiar. We must have seen it somewhere." Wen Sheng said affirmatively.

Suddenly, Yang Xianluo's eyes glanced at Wan Bochong. Suddenly an idea flashed, he clapped his hands and said, "I know whose back this figure belongs to."

"Whose?" All the players looked at her and asked.

"Wan Bochong, stand with your back to us." Yang Xianluo said, looking at the cold and handsome man.

He obeyed obediently and turned his back.

"Oh! I mean, why does this back look so familiar? It turns out to be Brother Wan's back!" Zhang Zhi suddenly realized.

Huang Ying glanced at the mural, then at the man's tall back, nodded and said, "It does look very similar."

"Then the son of God in this mural is Mr. Wan." Wen Sheng opened his eyes and said, "Big Mr. Wan is actually the son of God. This is so awesome!"

"Do you still remember what this is about?" Yang Xianluo looked at Wan Bochong and asked.

"I don't really remember." Wan Bochong's eyes fell on the mural, he shook his head and said coldly.

Everyone kept following the murals and walked inside. The internal area of ​​this pyramid was larger than the other four pyramids, and there were many exquisite funerary objects inside.

When everyone saw these exquisite funerary objects, no one dared to be greedy. After all, it was because of greed that Kang Yan died in a stone chamber full of gold.

As we walked all the way in, nothing happened, but no one dared to take it lightly. Everyone tightened their nerves and moved forward with fear.

Finally, we arrived at the main tomb. Everyone was so shocked when they saw the main tomb in front of them.

This main tomb chamber is different from the main tomb chambers of the other four pyramids. It is like a miniature version of the bedroom, with slaves standing around it.

These slaves did not hold weapons in their hands, but toiletries. They looked like they were waiting for their king to wake up.

In the center of the main tomb, there is a gold coffin.

On the wall in front of the coffin, a big eye is carved, with an eagle totem underneath.

"Why are there such big eyes carved on this wall?" Zhang Zhi asked curiously.

"This should be the Eye of Horus, which is the falcon-headed god, or it can also be said to be the patron saint of the Pharaoh." Shava looked at the eyes on the wall and said, "It can play a role when the Pharaoh is resurrected and reborn.

, and also protect the deceased from injury on the underground road to eternal life.”

"Okay, little brother, I didn't expect that you seem to be weak, but you know quite a lot." Zhang Zhi praised.

"That's right!" Xia Yu said proudly, "My brother has always known a lot."

"Hey!" Shava said with a blushing face, "It's just a legend, it can't be taken seriously."

"You mean the dead can be resurrected?" Long Xinyuan suddenly raised his head and looked at him with fiery eyes, looking very crazy and stubborn.

Shava was so frightened that he took a few steps back and said with some fear, "This is just a legend. I don't know if it will be resurrected."

"Long Xinyuan." Huang Ying comforted, "We are also very sad about Su Xiaomei's death, but people cannot be resurrected after death. You should be more open-minded. The dead can never be resurrected. Don't hold on to vain hopes."

"Sister Huang Ying is right. In this horror game, even if you can be resurrected, do you think Miss Shu is still a human being after resurrection?" Yang Xianluo looked at him seriously and said.

He pursed his lips and lowered his head in silence. His long bangs covered his eyes, making his expression unclear.

Yang Xianluo walked to the coffin and looked at the corpse inside, showing a surprised look.

"Is this... a mummy?"