Infinite Escape Room: No Parkour

Ying Zhuo saw her standing under the pear tree for a long time, as if thinking about something. Suddenly she reached out and grabbed the trunk and shook it vigorously. She shook a few pears off the tree, and then she ran over to catch them as if she had found a treasure. Pear, handed it to Ying Zhuo.

"Can this be eaten?" She became curious.

"It's better not to eat."

Ying Zhuo did not answer Shi Yu, but Huai's voice appeared behind the two of them.

He appeared silently, adding a sense of discomfort between Ying Zhuo and Shi Yu.

Shi Yu was a little curious: "Why?"

Huai took out a bag from his pocket, which contained some white powder, with the simple two words "chemical fertilizer" written on it. This should be the reason for planting pear trees. Huai explained: "I happened to have a little research on this chemical. The contents of this bag are definitely not simple fertilizers."

Ying burned the tip of his nose and squeezed out a heavy snort, as if to sneer and disdain.

Shi Yu took the white powder bag from Huai's hand, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it lightly, only to smell a very pungent chemical agent.

Does she know these things very well? Since the new player says there is a problem, then there is a problem.

Walking along the pear forest to the back of the mountain, Shi Yu started to feel a little bit cold in the air, and the quality of the air began to become thinner.

There is a chilly feeling everywhere.

Shi Yu remembered the "zombies" he had seen in the house again. The intricate blood vessels cut the white and waxy facial features into shattered mirrors, as if the painful expression before death filled it. There was a terrifying and hungry expression on their faces, as if they would die in pain if they didn't eat or drink blood for the next second, and they themselves would be dead.

As soon as he reached the back mountain, Shi Yu saw the tombs that had been erected.

It's not so much a tomb, as it is just a few symbolic wooden boards inserted in a very scribbled hill.

"Here..." Shi Yu stood at the front end of the wooden plank and looked at these things, looking at the handwriting on it, a little surprised. "It's a grave pile."

That's right, it's a grave pile.

These are grave piles that don't even have a name.

On each wooden board, there are words smeared with red paint, and those handwritings are also very perfunctory "Tomb of XX", and most of them are some strangely shaped code names. At first glance, they are nicknames, even full names. nothing.

Beside the tomb, there are trees planted with unknown names.

There are many dense bamboo joints hanging on the tree, and bells with a slightly metallic texture hang from the bamboo joints.

When the wind blows, it drives a kind of sweet and desolate sound, like the sound of people standing in the wind and crying low.

Someone seemed to be whispering in the ear of the meeting at this moment.

The two men of similar age standing behind Shi Yu had complex expressions on their faces. The two of them looked at each other, as if they collided with each other with a little strong smell of gunpowder without words.

This smell of gunpowder has been going on for a long, long, long time, so long that Ying Zhuo himself almost forgot when.

He and this man had an unshakable grudge, but they couldn't show it in front of this human girl.

There was a cold chill in the air, and resentment was everywhere.

Shi Yu looked at the bamboo knots hanging on the book. Outside each turquoise bamboo knot, there were writings similar to those carved by something, but some of those words had been washed away by wind and rain and were almost invisible. And some of them couldn't recognize the characters because they were crooked when carving, but Shi Yu vaguely recognized a few familiar Chinese characters from above.

Family.

go home.

People living in a foreign country, want to go home, return to their hometown, and look at the faces of their loved ones, they will hang bamboo wind chimes in front of their graves, hoping to let their souls after death follow The wind brought himself back home.

Shiyu stretched out his hand, stroking the bamboo-jointed bells swaying in the wind, and looked at the distant sky along the rope tied to the bamboo joints.

The sky showed a whitish luster, but this kind of light was not like the blue that a normal sky should have, and more of a bluish-yellow.

When can she go home?

Do you still have a home in the real world?

Despite this, she still wanted to live and work hard.

Shi Yu’s vision was pierced by the sky. She drooped her eyes to let her eyelids relax for a while, but when she lowered her head, she suddenly saw traces of looseness in the soil near her feet, which seemed to be often dug out. Reburied.

what is it then?

She squatted aside, reaching out and fiddled with the soil near her feet.

Ying Zhuo walked over and assisted her to pick up the contents of the soil.

Two people with four hands dug out a black plastic bag that was not deeply buried in the soil.

The plastic bag was covered with thick soil and sand, and it was hard to find the knot on it. After opening it, it was filled with black powder. Shi Yu recognized this thing almost at a glance. She had seen her father develop it before, just to be able to blast some sharp rocks.

"This is a home-made explosive."

Why are there explosives in this mountain village?

It feels like a mafia. What kind of conspiracy is hidden in this mountain village?

Is this really just an ordinary simple mountain village?

No, absolutely not.

"We need to get into the homes of these villagers." Shi Yu stood up from the ground and patted the dirt on his hands.

Ying Zhuo's face showed a dilemma: "We may not be able to get in. Those monsters are in the room. It is very likely that..."

Hurt them.

Shi Yu shook his head with a squinted smile, reached out and tapped the watch on his left wrist, piercing Ying Zhao.

Ying Zhuo was startled, and suddenly reacted to something.

Yes, she still has the soul-slashing axe she found from the "Hundred Years of Good Combination" incident.

"Does this axe have an effect on zombies?" Shi Yu asked curiously. He hasn't used it since he got it, but since he can chop evil things, he should also be able to chop those zombies.

Ying Zhuo shrugged, indicating that he was not sure either.

Leng Xinyu and Gao Fei were searching in the streets of the mountain village. When they suddenly saw them coming back from their graves, they were whispering and suddenly separated as if they were found doing something bad.

This strange reaction was not only seen by Shi Yu, but Ying Zhuo also found it strange.

"The two of them seem to be a bit abnormal."

Shi Yu chuckled lightly: "Maybe it's their turn for this incident."

Leng Xinyu changed her facial expression, greeted Xiang Shiyu with a smile and said hello: "Did you find anything?"

This sentence is not so much an inquiry as it is a worry.

There was also a slight hurried expression on Gao Fei's face next to him, eagerly waiting for Shiyu's answer.

Shi Yu smiled slightly, and the two people who looked at the smile felt a little hairy in their hearts.

"We are going to enter these villagers' homes now, do you want to be together?" Shi Yu casually pointed to a door next to gold coins.

Leng Xinyu was a little panicked after speaking backward: "You want to go in? But there are zombies inside."

Shiyu glanced at his eyes and saw Gao Fei almost subconsciously covering his pocket, as if there was something stored in it without telling them.

That's right, these two people seem to be tied together because of some things, and they conceal something about the time.

Ying Zhuo and Huai followed Shi Yu. She was standing in front of a wooden door, listening to the restless sound inside, winking at Ying Zhuo.

Ying Zhuo received the signal given by Shiyu, put his hand on the wooden board that had locked the door, and gently pulled it.

The "monster" inside smelled the human breath, and it was almost directly charged like a hungry wolf.

At the same time, Shi Yu opened his watch and took the Soul Slashing Axe out of the watch and held it with both hands.

The axe was very heavy, and she used almost all of her strength to turn it up.

The monster behind the door slapped the wooden door vigorously, and slightly loosened Ying Zhuo's force. It roared and rushed out from behind the door, but its head was split in half by the axe.

The axe blade submerged half of its head, but its behavior was not restricted in any way.

Only then did Shi Yu discover that the zombies in the original TV series and movies were all deceptive, at least they could not be applied to her manager at this moment. The head was not the weakness of the zombies.

Its eyes were divided into two petals on the left and one on the right. The thick blood flowed from the place where it was chopped by the axe, and spread along the handle of the knife to Shi Yu's hand. From its mouth, there was still a roar similar to a wild beast, which was very catchy.

The axe is of no use to it, and I feel a little anxious.

But when the zombie rushed out of the room, his body involuntarily tilted to the right, as if there was something annoying about it on the left.

Shiyu held the handle of the axe and looked at the things hanging on the wall on the left.

There are some dry goods sold by residents, green onion, **** and garlic...

Oh, it's garlic.

Shiyu motioned towards Yingzhuo: "Bring that bunch of garlic here."

Ying Zhuo took the garlic off the wall according to what Shiyu said, and when he handed it over, Shiyu also clearly felt the resistance of the zombies.

That's right, they are afraid of garlic.

Five of them took off a bunch of garlic cloves from the top of the wall and put them on their necks. Although Shi Yu also disliked the smell, there was nothing impossible to survive.

The pungent smell of garlic covered the human scent. The zombie whose brain was split into two pieces stood on the spot, making a hungry sound, but it could no longer smell the human scent, and the eyes were to it. , It's just a display.

When you catch your breath, try to make the smell of garlic cloves less affect yourself.

When she walked into the room, she saw an environment that could be described in four words.

Family disciples are surrounded by walls.

The space in the entire yard is very small, eating and drinking are all in the same room, and there is a smelly urine pit in the corner.

Huai didn't seem to be able to accept this kind of environment, and frowned since he walked in.

Shiyu took a look at the painted walls, moldy furniture, and bedding with mold growing on the mattress.

She flipped through the bed and found a rusty tea can.

The name on the tea can is also very strange, with the words "Making Tea" written on it.

Making tea?

This involved Ying Zhuo’s knowledge. He took the tea can from Shi Yu’s hand, looked at it and smiled: “It seems that he has done something wrong.”