Escape game: NPC is crazy about me

The smiles on the faces of Yang Xianluo and the others stopped, and they looked at Wan Bochong carefully, only to see that his eyes were completely strange and cold, without any joy of meeting old friends again.

"Sister Xianluo, why do I feel like Brother Wan doesn't recognize us?" Zhang Zhi looked at Yang Xianluo and asked, somewhat at a loss.

After looking at Wan Bochong blankly for a while, Yang Xianluo pointed at him and asked the old man leading the way, "Is that young man from your village too?"

The old man who was leading the way looked in the direction she was pointing. He was stunned for a moment and then said, "Yes, this young man is from our village."

"Then why doesn't he have ghost-faced sores on his body?"

"Um, I don't know about this either." The old man shook his head thoughtfully and said.

"I think that young man is quite handsome. Can we stay at his house tonight?" Yang Xianluo asked.

The old man's face covered with sores showed a meaningful smile and said, "I can't make the decision on this matter, but I can help you ask him."

"Okay." Yang Xianluo said with a grateful smile on his face, "Sorry to bother you, old man."

After bringing Yang Xianluo and others to Wan Bochong, the old man squinted his eyes and said with a smile, "Xiao Wan, these guests want to stay at your house tonight, are you willing to let them stay at your house for one night?

?”

Wan Bochong glanced at them indifferently, and finally his eyes fell on Yang Xianluo's face, and he said expressionlessly, "Follow me."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the village.

As they followed him away, the villagers' eyes kept falling on Yang Xianluo and the others, with a frightening light in their eyes, as if they wanted to eat them alive.

Li Baicha was shocked by the sight. He looked at Wan Bochong's back, moved a little closer to Zhang Zhi and asked, "Is it really okay to follow him?"

"It's okay, don't worry, Brother Wan won't harm us." Zhang Zhi said with great certainty.

"But it seems to me that none of your friends know you." Li Baicha said a little uneasily.

"It's possible that Brother Wan just had an accident and didn't remember us, but he is definitely a good person."

Liu Fugui, Chen Jia and Lu Yao followed them. The main reason was that this village was too weird. Although they didn't like Yang Xianluo and the others very much, they didn't dare to separate from them. After all, people

More is safer.

The group of people followed the muddy path and came to the door of a dilapidated mud house. Their faces were dull and their eyes were full of disbelief.

I didn't expect that in this day and age, such a dilapidated house still exists.

Yang Xianluo turned his head and looked at Wan Baichong, pointed at the earthen house that was leaking from all sides and might collapse at any time, and asked in stunned silence, "You live here?"

"Yeah!" Wan Baicheng nodded expressionlessly.

"Haha!" Yang Xianluo said with a stiff smile, "I didn't realize that you are still a quite simple person, and you live in a quite simple place."

It’s so simple that it’s so simple that it’s so broken that you can’t even look at it! Zhang Jie and the others said silently in their hearts.

"If you can't get used to it, you can go to the village chief. His house is the best in the whole village."

"Village chief? Who is he?" Li Baicha asked with bright eyes.

"This is the person who just led you into the village." Wan Bochong said coldly.

"Haha." Li Baicha touched his nose with his hand and smiled awkwardly, "Actually, I think this house is pretty good. It's full of pastoral style and looks very good."

Liu Fugui looked at the earthen house that was almost collapsing and felt dissatisfied. He cursed angrily, "How can people live in such a broken place?"

Wan Bochong opened his eyelids slightly and said calmly, "I didn't invite you to live here either. If you don't live here, get out."

Liu Fugui was immediately intimidated by the intimidating aura of Wan Bochong, and said with some bravado, "If you can't live here, you can live there. Who cares about living here?"

After saying that, he angrily left with Chen Jia and Lu Yao.

In fact, Lu Yao didn't want to leave, but when she saw Wan Bochong's cold face, he couldn't help but be afraid, and could only follow Liu Fugui.

After Liu Fugui and the others walked away, Zhang Zhi pointed to himself excitedly and asked Wan Baichong, "Brother Wan, don't you recognize me? I'm Zhang Zhi!"

Wan Bochong glanced at him with cold eyes and a sneer on his lips, "He's just a dead man. What's there to know?"

"Dead person?" Zhang Zhi's expression changed, and he carefully looked at the cold man in front of him and said, "Brother Wan, I am still alive and well, and I am still breathing. How can I become a dead person?"

"As long as no one comes to this village, no one can get out alive. Have you seen the ghost-faced sores on the men in the village?" Wan Bochong said creepy words in the calmest tone, "That's

Because they can eat human flesh, every time they eat a person, a ghost-faced sore will appear on their body."

After hearing this, Yang Xianluo and others could not help but feel chills in their backs.

Thinking of the villagers they saw, their bodies were covered in dense sores.

How many people did they need to eat to achieve that effect?

"Then why are all the children in the village deformed?" Yang Xianluo asked curiously.

Wan Bochong frowned slightly, "I don't know, maybe it's because they have done too many bad things, so their descendants have suffered retribution, who knows!"

"Have you been in this village a long time?"

"I don't know." Wan Bochong shook his head and said with a trace of confusion in his eyes, "I have been in this village since I can remember. I don't know how long I have been in this village."

Sure enough, all his memories of Ghost Academy disappeared, as if he had been reset. There was no past and no future. Just like a fixed NPC in the game, when the player enters the game, he will

Appears and tells the player some information.

Yang Xianluo looked at Wan Bochong for a while, with a bright smile on his face, stretched out his hand and said, "I think you look like a good friend of mine, can we get to know each other? Hello, my name is Yang Xianluo,

Nice to see you again."

Wan Bochong looked at the pair of white and slender hands stretched out in front of him, and was stunned. He couldn't help feeling a little strange in his heart. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand and shook it. His expression became softer and he said, "Wan Bochong."

The white and soft little hand was tightly held by his big hand. Wan Bochong's heart moved slightly. How could a girl's hands be so soft, as if they had no bones?

He let go of his hand calmly, but the softness and tenderness still remained in his palm. His fingers were slightly bent. Before he could fully appreciate the feeling, Zhang Zhi immediately stepped forward to hold his hand and said with a smile,

"Brother Wan, my name is Zhang Zhi, and I will be your little brother from now on."