Escape game: NPC is crazy about me

The man in the coffin has deep features, and the outline of his face is as handsome as a knife. There is a red gemstone hanging on his forehead. He is tall and burly, with bronze skin. Even though he has died long ago, he is still full of masculinity.

"This mummy is too handsome!" Huang Ying said with red hearts in her eyes.

"He is a dead man." Zhang Zhi mercilessly shattered her fantasy.

"You don't need to remind me, I know he is a dead man." Huang Ying glanced at him very unhappy and said, "I just took a look, I have no other ideas."

"I'm not afraid that you will be seduced by beauty and do something perverted!"

"What kind of abnormal behavior can I do?" Huang Ying asked, somewhat unconvinced.

"Such as molesting a corpse or something like that!"

"Zhang Zhi, you want to die, don't you?" Huang Ying shouted with her face flushed with anger.

"Am I worried about you?" Zhang Zhi held his head in his hands and said quickly, "Hey, don't do anything!"

"Hiss~ You woman, you are so vicious. You didn't know how to be gentle when you hit me. It hurt me to death. I will never meddle in my own business again." Zhang Zhi said aggrievedly.

"If you say even half a word more, I will kill you." Huang Ying said through gritted teeth.

"There is a book on the heart of this mummy." Shava put his head into the coffin and said with great interest on his face, "This should be the Book of the Dead. The spells on it can bring people back to life."

"The red-jeweled scepter placed next to this man should be the pharaoh's scepter." Shava looked at the ruby-red scepter in the coffin with bright eyes and said excitedly.

"You like these things very much?" Yang Xianluo looked at him in surprise and asked.

The originally pale and bloodless face was slightly flushed due to excitement.

"No, it's just that I have only read about these things in books before, but now that I see them with my own eyes, I will inevitably be a little excited." Shava said shyly.

"This is a pharaoh's tomb. The man in the coffin is the pharaoh. I don't know what happened to this young pharaoh, but he died so young." Huang Ying said with regret.

"I'm not at all curious about why this pharaoh died so young. Now I'm very curious about whether this man will be resurrected."

Hearing Yang Xianluo's words, the surrounding atmosphere instantly became solemn, and everyone felt a chill spreading from the soles of their feet all the way up their backs.

"Miss Xianluo, stop joking." Wen Sheng said with a slightly trembling voice, "You mean, this man will come back from the dead?"

"Do you think I'm joking?" Yang Xianluo asked expressionlessly.

"Mom, this is too scary. Let's get out of here before he comes back to life!" Wen Sheng was so scared that his scalp was numb.

"We can't leave now."

"Why?" Wen Sheng asked in confusion.

Yang Xianluo said seriously, "I want to wait for him to be resurrected."

"What?" Wen Sheng took a breath, looked at her in disbelief and asked, "What did you just say?"

"I said I would wait here for him to be resurrected." She looked at him with disdain and said, "My ears are not good at a young age. What should I do when I get old?"

Wen Sheng suddenly choked and said with a red face, "It's not that my ears are bad, I just can't believe that you are waiting here for a dead person to be resurrected. This is no different from seeking death."

"I don't want to die either!" Yang Xianluo said helplessly, "If we don't wait here for his resurrection, there will be no way to leave this level of the game."

"Is he still the key to our success in this level of the game?" Wen Sheng asked with wide eyes.

"Yes, he is the ultimate boss of this game."

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the coffin, and their whole bodies were full of alert. They both hoped that he would be resurrected quickly, but were also afraid that he would actually be resurrected.

After being on guard for most of the day, the man in the coffin showed no sign of resurrection, not even moving his eyelashes.

"Sister Xianluo, will he not be resurrected?" Huang Ying turned her head and looked at Yang Xianluo and asked.

"It should be resurrected, but we have to wait."

In fact, Yang Xianluo was also very anxious. She didn't know when this man would be resurrected.

"Host, what should I do if this man never resurrects? Your main mission will not be completed!" Xiao Guoer said with a wrinkled face.

"Damn it, I know there is no such simple thing in this world." Yang Xianluo said angrily, "Let me see why this grandson has not been resurrected for so long."

Zhang Zhi saw her leaning into the coffin and asked doubtfully, "Sister Xianluo, what are you planning to do?"

"Let me study how to revive him."

As soon as her hand touched the Book of the Dead placed on the man's heart, a big hand tightly grasped her wrist.

Looking at the big bronze-skinned hand holding her wrist, Yang Xianluo's face was filled with joy, and she suddenly raised her head and looked over.

Looking at the man who was still sleeping, he couldn't help but show a trace of disappointment in his eyes.

"What, you're already dead, don't allow others to touch your things." She curled her lips, used brute force to force the big hand on her wrist open, and picked up the Book of the Dead.

"I'll just take it. What can you do with me? If you have the ability, just take it back!"

"Luoluo, is your wrist okay?" Wan Bochong looked at her bruised wrist and asked with a worried look on his face.

"It's okay, it just looks scary, but it's actually nothing." Yang Xianluo glanced at his wrist and said nonchalantly.

Then he opened the book in his hand, looked at the incantation on it, and said, "You should recite the incantation above to him, so that he can be resurrected."

As soon as she finished speaking, a figure quickly flashed in front of her. She looked at the empty palms and couldn't help but be stunned.

He raised his head and looked at Long Xinyuan who was holding the book as if he had found a treasure. He frowned and said, "Why are you robbing the Book of Death?"

"I want to resurrect the little sister." Long Xinyuan looked at her gloomily and said, "There is obviously a way to resurrect people from the dead, why do you want to resurrect this irrelevant person? Why don't you resurrect the little sister?"

"Long Xinyuan, you have to understand that this is just a game. Even if I resurrect the man in the coffin, he is not really alive."

"You just refuse to resurrect my little sister. Since you refuse to resurrect her, then I will resurrect her." Long Xinyuan said stubbornly.

"It's really not that I don't want to resurrect my little sister. The main reason is that there is no way to resurrect a person from the dead in this world. Please give me the Book of the Dead as soon as possible. Don't do anything stupid."

Seeing Yang Xianluo approaching him step by step, Long Xinyuan frantically took out a kitchen knife from his back and waved it around randomly, "Stay away from me, I don't want to hurt you."