The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

"looking for me?"

The eldest grandson player was a little impatient. He was just called out by the eldest grandson's daughter-in-law with the excuse of 'stomach discomfort'.

The NPC said, "The couple is really good," while looking at them with thin paper figurines. If there is any data, his favorability with the NPC will definitely drop by another five points.

"I don't believe you didn't see it, the threat of adding oil." The eldest grandson's daughter-in-law stared at him.

"So what?" Zhangsun put his arms around his chest and took a step back.

The eldest grandson's daughter-in-law smiled when she saw his resisting and defensive action: "I've already been exposed. Ghosts want to kill people. I'm the priority. I'm not a threat to you. Or, it's not a threat enough. But that person is different."

The grandson stopped talking.

The eldest grandson's daughter-in-law knew that he was already moved, and she continued to do her best: "If you use an analogy, I am three, you are four, he is five, and there is one next to him. If we fight alone, I am afraid we can only watch him become the final winner. But three plus four is better than five plus one."

"Then what are you going to do?" The eldest grandson player smiled, squinting his eyes.

The eldest grandson's daughter-in-law's eyes were fixed on the eldest grandson, and she tried to strengthen her persuasion in this way: "Tonight, take advantage of it and kill him.

"There are not many NPCs, and two people can complete the inspection work. His role is not large."

Her speech was fast, but her voice was low, reminiscent of the cold wind blowing through the cracks of the window in winter.

Zhizhi shouted from the tree, and the night wind blew through the trees, rustling, and then the world was quiet again.

It felt like a long time had passed, but in fact it was only a minute before Changsun said, "I don't believe you."

"But we have to cooperate. If we don't cooperate, we will only fail." The eldest grandson's daughter-in-law said in a low voice, "You want a ghost card, right? I can give up."

"What's in it for you?" The eldest grandson didn't believe that the eldest grandson's daughter-in-law did all this just to sacrifice herself and others, and there was no such word in their dictionary.

There may be saints in this world, but they must not exist in their world.

The eldest grandson's daughter-in-law laughed: "I want the props on that person."

A prop that can make a person give up a thousand-year-old ghost card would be... what did the eldest grandson think of, but his face remained unmoved: "What is it?"

"An item that is not as useful as the Thousand Year Ghost Card, but has a special meaning for me." The eldest grandson-in-law stared at him, "Do you want to cooperate?"

"Okay," the eldest grandson laughed, "cooperation."

The eldest granddaughter-in-law looked at him until the two briefly held hands.

"We each get what we need," said the eldest grandson.

The eldest grandson's daughter-in-law is relieved, as long as they can cooperate, this copy will not be in vain: "Happy cooperation."

After reaching a cooperation, the eldest grandson's daughter-in-law stroked her stomach and turned to go back.

She only took two steps, and a heavy object fell on her head with lightning speed. The top of her head was aching, and then it was dark before her eyes, and she fell to the ground softly, making a muffled sound.

Zhangsun stood behind him, holding a stone in both hands, not like a human being, but like a blood-stained hyena gray wolf, and the killing intent slowly flowed in his eyes.

"Millennium Ghost Card, I want it, props, I want it too."

Again and again, he lifted the stone high and slammed it down hard, until the woman on the ground couldn't breathe anymore.

The blood-stained stone was thrown into the corner, and the woman with a big belly was dragged to the woodshed. The charred body was gone, but there were still some burn marks on the ground. Changsun glanced from side to side and threw the person in.

He searched for her for a while, and found a player card and something like a ring. This ring is the soundproof prop she carries.

"It's her?" When he saw this iconic item, the eldest grandson player's face turned pale, and he recognized the original owner of this thing.

But then he calmed down: "Nian Tianxi doesn't want her anymore, it shouldn't matter. As long as I don't say it, who will know it's me? This thing can cover all the losses this time."

The eldest grandson put away the ring, threw away the card, and closed the door: "With this, I have a little more confidence. Ha... Thank you for your generosity."

The eldest grandson wiped away the trail of dragging on the ground with his foot, then he washed his hands by the bucket and left.

About five minutes later, Ren Yifei came out from behind the banana tree bowed, holding a shovel in his hand.

Is this the player's world?

Ren Yifei's heart was beating violently, and he took a few deep breaths to suppress this feeling.

A mysterious and dangerous world revealed to him. The people of that world, although they have the name of players, are by no means his kind, nor good.

How can I avoid it tonight?

The red rope on the wrist lit up with red light, and a voice seemed to ring in the ear: "Untie the seal, everything can be solved."

Ren Yifei looked at it and sneered: "I don't need you."

The red rope lights up again, but the light goes out.

The door of the firewood room was half-closed, and Ren Yifei approached cautiously. He pushed the door with a shovel and opened a crack. He saw the disappearing body of his eldest grandson-in-law.

She looked calm, with her eyes closed like Sleeping Beauty, perhaps dying without knowing why she died. After all, the eldest grandson's daughter-in-law is still cautious, she chose a win-win model, and most people can't refuse.

Ren Yifei must have his own reasons for not evaluating whether the eldest grandson's actions are right or wrong.

He was just more apprehensive.

The group of players said that the ninth person was to be found on the third night, and he was the ninth person.

The eldest grandson's daughter-in-law disappeared, but the card information did not change. I don't know if it was because the time was running out, or because the player killed it?

She left a card where she disappeared, Ren Yifei walked over and picked it up.

It is exactly the same as the card in his hand, but the front is blank.

He hid the card behind the banana tree and continued digging.

The more time is running out, the less you can't panic, the more you panic, the more likely you are to make mistakes. He must get more information, both for himself and for the truth.

Pulling out the rose, shaking the soil and putting it aside, he grabbed a corner of the stuff inside and pulled it out.

It is a cloth package, shake it, and shake off a few small bugs. Open the knot above, exposed to the moonlight is the violently torn gray-black women's short jacket and some other intact clothes.

"Ok?"

Is this the clothes of the deceased? Why was the shirt torn? Why are you still buried?

One question after another flew out.

Ren Yifei tried to figure out the context: First, there was a thief in the house, the thief jumped over the wall, and Chunzhi's mother-in-law cursed, and not long after that, Chunzhi's mother-in-law was strangled to death, pretending to be hanged...

The fragments gathered together, leading Ren Yifei to move in a direction he had never thought of, his face lost expression due to excessive shock.

"Ridiculous..." he murmured, "how can such a thing happen in this world?"

Ren Yifei once again checked the clothes in his hands. He had filmed plays of this era and knew how many complete clothes were.

After reading it all, Ren Yifei stayed there.

Absence of the apron, also known as the 'Xiaoyi', a close-fitting intimate clothing.

Just because of this coat?

He just thought it was absurd.

"Dumb-dumb--" the owl screeched harshly.

Under the silent moonlight, Ren Yifei put the things back, straightened the rose, and filled it with soil.

He went to wash his hands, and then went back to the line of the Night's Watch, greeting people with a smile.

The card table is still lively, and the mourning hall is still brightly lit.

They still did not usher in the dawn that night, and the third night came quietly.

When the hour passed, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Ren Yifei was in front of the poker table, but his heart was not on it. He was thinking about how to deal with the players' inspection.

In fact, the relationship between players is also very delicate, and the alliance relationship is in jeopardy.

The eldest grandson's daughter-in-law and eldest grandson disappeared as soon as they went out. Tianyou and others were not fools, so they were naturally jealous of the eldest grandson.

On the other hand, the eldest grandson held two powerful auxiliary props in his hand, and he felt that he was sure of everything, so he didn't care.

After removing the two useless monks and cleaning, the only remaining ones are the three of Changsun, Tianyou, and Xiaomei.

Xiaomei's position can be moved, so she is responsible for communicating for the two.

"I'm not interested in your lawsuit, but when you act, do you count?" This is what Tianyou asked.

"Tell him, until the ninth person is found, we will compete fairly." The eldest grandson asked Xiaomei to speak.

Ren Yifei, who went to the mourning hall to get peanuts for an excuse:  …

He left the mourning hall, sat down on the stool, reached out and poured the dried peanuts into the plate: "Do you have to go up the mountain tomorrow?"

If the normal procedure is followed, the three-day vigil, and the relatives and friends are almost there, can send the deceased away, and the night watchmen can also go back individually. Players' timings are planned or disrupted.

However, the person who peeled the peanuts with Ren Yifei shook his head: "Sir said that the situation is special this time, and we have to stay for seven days. Xiaomei, here is a pot of water."

alright.

There is still half an hour, if you can start first...

Ren Yifei rubbed off the red skin on the peanuts, took a breath, and threw it into his mouth.

"The water is coming."

It was the little beauty with the word 'running errands' above her head.

This girl just now had her eyes gleaming and eager to try, ready to show her hands and feet at the child's time. She quickly adapted to the "game" thing, and she lived the best of all the newcomers.

Ren Yifei forced himself to ignore the passage of time. He took out the previous information and analyzed it one by one.

The "ghost card", a piece of information that is not on the card, is the key to causing player conflict.

Through their dialogue, we can know that there is a ghost card in this game, and several old players may enter the novice game because of this.

The old players may not be continuous, one game after another, they have a specific area to stay, and even that area has developed into a community, with an intricate network of relationships.

On the other hand, he had already guessed the cause of Chunzhi's mother-in-law's death, although it was unbelievable, it should hardly have happened.

So, who is Chunzhi's mother-in-law among the players?

Ren Yifei looked inside the mourning hall while eating peanuts.

The eldest daughter-in-law died cleanly, leaving only one card.

The eldest grandson player killed someone and washed his hands, but he was still burning paper calmly. This person is by no means the first time to kill people, and his mentality is very stable.

Refueling always refuels the ever-bright lamp in time. He rarely pays attention to others, and he does his own thing, keeping a low profile.

Xiaomei, just went to the other side to pick up the sundries.

Sweeping was depressed because of Asong's death, sitting there holding a broom in a daze.

The monk was in the corner, with his back to all of them, only the golden inscription "Monk" on the top hung in the sky.

Ren Yifei was still thinking about 'A Song'. He couldn't turn the corner no matter how he thought about it. How could he be the one who died? All the anomalies pointed at him, but he died.

He felt that there was something stuck in his mind, just remove that thing and the truth would come out.

"What are you looking at?" The man beside him bumped into him.

"Look at the monk."

"Monk?" The man wondered, "What's so beautiful about a monk?"

"It's familiar, like I know you."

"Wear the same clothes, have the same head, can you see who is who from the back?" The person who said it smashed a peanut.

Ren Yifei opened his eyes slightly: "What did you say?"

"What?" The speaker didn't know why.

Ren Yifei was biting at the peanut, his eyes were red with blood: After Asong died, did the monk show his face?

no.

Yes, no.

After Asong died, no one saw the monk's face again, they just took it for granted that it was a monk.

Ren Yifei raised his head, and there was a slight smile on his face: because it was right under his nose, everyone ignored it.

He grabbed the tangled threads.

Taking out a handful of peanuts and crushing them, he put the peanuts in the hands of the night watchman beside him: "Come on, I'll give it to you."

"Ouch, what's the situation? Are you asking me for something?"

"You are very energetic today." Ren Yifei patted his shoulder and turned to look at the monk in the corner.

The place was really remote and the lighting was not good, so I could only vaguely see the back of a bald head wearing a monk's robe. And the reason why they were sure that this person was a monk was because the word above his head was 'monk'.

This word is like a person's signboard.

But what if someone sells dog meat at the head of a sheep?

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‘Monk’: Surprised or not? Are you surprised?