The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

Through the layers of fog, he has seen the truth of the world. All that's left is to confirm one by one, and string the fragmentary clues into a complete necklace.

Who to look for?

His gaze turned to the eldest grandson player of the mourning hall.

At this moment, there is still less than half an hour to go.

"Oh, my stomach is uncomfortable, I have to go to the backyard." Ren Yifei stood up clutching his stomach.

The night watchman asked concerned: "Have you eaten your stomach?"

"I'll be back in a while, keep some peanuts for me," he said as he walked.

"Alright, alright, let's go."

Instead of going far, he caught an NPC.

"Ah Fei, what's the matter with me?" The night watchman who was caught had a guilty conscience. He was hiding in the kitchen to steal food.

"It's like this." Ren Yifei said while covering his stomach, looking like he couldn't hold back, and finally stomped his feet, "This matter was originally explained to me by my sister-in-law, look at me..."

He said this again and again, with the action of stomping his feet and urinating: "...that's how it is."

"Okay, I'll run for you, you go."

"Then trouble you."

After a while, the night watchman ran in and said a few words to the eldest grandson who was burning the paper.

The other players stared at him, but because it wasn't the time when they could move freely, everyone didn't move.

It'll be a while, it should be fine... right?

The eldest grandson player came to the backyard, but the night watchman did not follow.

Who the **** spread the word "sister-in-law said that her stomach is uncomfortable"? Could it be that the 'eldest granddaughter-in-law' is not dead?

Because the card information has not been updated before the child, the eldest grandson player is not very sure, although he feels that he killed her, but what if? What if the opponent still has any special life-saving props that ignore the rules?

"You're here?" A sharp, mean voice from the eldest daughter-in-law suddenly came from behind.

not dead?

Goosebumps appeared on the eldest grandson. He held down his trousers pocket with one hand, and there was his life-saving tool. While looking back, he quickly squeezed a kind smile on his face: "It's all wrong..."

However, there was a black shadow in front of him, and at the same time, he was hit **** the neck.

"Damn, it's a trap..." The eldest grandson fainted. Before he lost consciousness, he seemed to see a tall, thin shadow.

Ren Yifei put down the shovel in his hand, waited for a few seconds, confirmed that he was not pretending to be dizzy, then took out a piece of hemp rope from his pocket and tied his hands and feet with a special technique.

This is the way pirates used to bind people in the past. The more they struggled, the tighter they tightened.

After the eldest grandson's movements were restricted, Ren Yifei took out a card from his pocket, which he got from the eldest grandson's daughter-in-law.

This card is placed on the eldest grandson player, but nothing changes.

After thinking for a while, he took out the card of the eldest grandson player, with a mini-key-shaped thing and a ring, but he didn't know what it was.

Immediately above the eldest grandson player's head, the golden words "eldest grandson daughter-in-law" appeared.

The corners of Ren Yifei's mouth twitched slightly: Sure enough.

He found the way that Chunzhi mother-in-law was stealing the sky and changing the sun.

After confirming this information, the next step is to inquire about how to 'find out' the murderer.

He dragged the eldest grandson player to the dry well, removed the manhole cover and the large stones on it, and threw the man in with difficulty.

The wellhead was narrow, and the eldest grandson player was thrown in vertically, shaking off a lot of debris.

Ren Yifei clapped his hands and exhaled.

Ren Yifei's strength was very precise, and the eldest grandson player didn't fall into a coma for a long time, and woke up screaming as soon as he fell in.

He woke up and found himself in a narrow cylindrical dry well, with his hands and feet tied upside down, unable to move. The eldest grandson player raised his head and saw a shadow in the backlight, obviously a man.

Man... He went through a few people in his mind and compared his stature one by one: "You are the ninth person?!"

ghost?

No, he hasn't been exposed yet, and he's not the first choice of a 'ghost'. And this figure, for some reason, is a little familiar.

Ren Yifei didn't speak, just shoveled the soil and threw it in, and the sand hit the Changsun player's face. He sneezed and coughed again.

This time, the calmness of his rational thinking was also extinguished: "What do you want to do? Is it for the ghost card of the thousand-year-old ghost? If it is for this, we can discuss it?"

But it was shovel after shovel of dirt that answered him.

Is this guy going to bury him alive?

The eldest grandson player began to struggle, but he didn't know what structure the rope tied him was, but he struggled. The tighter he tightened it, the person above didn't say a word, but shoveled the soil regularly. Take a moment, take it easy, the psychological quality is really not very good.

He has seen this kind of person, looking at the honest and silent, but it is a really cruel character.

Could it be that he was going to die in such a new game?

"I know who the 'ghost' is! It's the mother-in-law Chunzhi, the role identity... the role identity, 'cleaning'! Yes, it must be him. He has been with Asong all the time."

The eldest grandson player who felt the threat of death began to panic.

"I also know a few other players, that 'refuel' must also be for the ghost card, and there are..."

The action of shoveling the soil above slowed down, and the eldest grandson player was stunned for a moment, thinking that there was a drama.

Resisting the urge to sneeze, he continued: "It's easy to identify a 'ghost', just tell the character's true identity, but if you want to conquer it and become your own card, you need to fight a duel, and the winner takes the card Card."

The figure put down the shovel.

"I have the secret props to conquer the boss, I can help you!" The eldest grandson player said his hole card, "Really, you believe me! You take it directly and save my life."

The figure above did not move for a long time, and the Changsun player thought that the other party was moved. Unexpectedly, the man squatted down, lifted a board to cover the wellhead, and heard a muffled sound, which seemed to be the sound of a heavy object being pressed.

The fear of being buried alive shattered the old player's aloof arrogance, and he panicked, shouting, and begging for mercy, his voice echoing in the well.

Less than a quarter of an hour left.

Under the moonlight, Ren Yifei half-squatted by the bucket to wash his hands, counting the time in his heart.

He slowly washed each of his fingers, carefully cleaning the nails. The voices in the dry well gradually ceased, and after a brief silence came cursing, cursing loudly.

Ren Yifei stood up, waved his hands and walked towards the back door.

Every time he took a step, the world became darker. After a few steps, his world was completely dark, and beams of round light fell from the sky and hit each face.

Ren Yifei walked past the first dead 'second grandson'.

He was swaying from the white cloth, struggling and confused on his face. The second grandson's blood-red eyes followed Ren Yifei until someone walked by, the light disappeared and the darkness returned.

The second was the eldest grandson, who stood in the dry well and cursed.

He killed his eldest grandson's daughter-in-law without hesitation for profit. He was as vicious and greedy as a hyena.

Ren Yifei waved his hand, and the figure of the eldest grandson disappeared into the darkness.

Tianyou and Xiaomei appear in front of you.

Refueling is an old player who threatens the most. He is cautious, courageous and resourceful.

There is also a newcomer who is very good at seizing opportunities, Xiaomei.

Compared with her, cleaning can also be a tool person, or a death witness.

In the darkness, the images of the old woman, Asong, and the monk appeared in the light at the same time, and they raised their heads.

Three pairs of eyes looked at Ren Yifei at the same time, and Ren Yifei also looked at them.

Slowly, the images of the three of them overlapped.

A vision appeared in front of his eyes:

The middle-aged woman pressed the old man's struggling hands and feet.

The middle-aged man grabbed the hemp rope and tightened it hard.

Their blue veins burst out, and they did not look like the faithful and honest appearance of the mourning hall, and their faces were like evil ghosts.

The old man kept scratching with both hands in the air, and left scratches on the armrests, bloodshot eyes filled with bloodshot eyes, his face seemed to be crying and laughing, and there was a nightmarish sense of distortion.

"For the reputation of my family, mother, please rest in peace, mother."

"After you die, I will guard the seven heavenly spirits for you, invite eminent monks to recite sutras for you, burn gold and silver treasures for you, and pray for you to be prosperous and rich in your next life."

Then the red lotus was born, the Buddha's voice burst forth, and the gold and silver paper in the coffin was wrapped in the body of the unrest.

Ren Yifei stepped into the back door of the mourning hall, his eyes darkened and then brightened, the illusion receded, and the fog dissipated.

There is a coffin in front of it, a group of people, a lively and lively wake-up scene.

[What people hate is what the 'ghost' hates. 】

[The secret of the 'ghost' is eaten by the rat ants, just like its heart. 】

"Sometimes I can't tell the difference between a person and a ghost, probably because I don't know which is scarier."

To the left of the mourning hall is the place where the monks recite the scriptures, and the "monk" is at the farthest corner.

The bright and ever-bright lights can't illuminate this small world. With his back to everyone, he has a spider crawling on his head, half-woven web.

Ren Yifei walked over and sat down beside him.

"Does mother-in-law eat peanuts? I peeled them." He took out a handful of peanuts with the red skin removed.

The 'Monk' body trembled.

"Why does the gambler Asong talk about the two children being hungry for a day? His mind is full of gambling, and he won't even come. Only the elders who really care about the younger generation can be so careful.

"Is that so, Granny Chunzhi, or Assong?"

The 'monk' who shrank his neck raised his head, his hands were wrinkled, and blue-black blood vessels crawled across the wrinkled skin. He is A Song, not A Song, and his face is changing into a different look.

Ah Fei was eating peanuts on his own. Maybe the peanuts were bad. After eating one, his eyes turned a little red.

He let out a slow breath: "You killed the monk and then pretended to be him, so you've cleaned up your suspicions, right?"

The wrinkled face, the veins bursting with blue-purple lines, and the blood-red eyes, is the mother-in-law Chunzhi.

Her eyes were confused: "Who are you? Are you not Xiaofei?"

Ren Yifei sucked his nose, turned his head and rubbed his face on his sleeve, leaving two dizzy water stains, and smiled at her again, like a carefree young man, bright as light: "Mother-in-law, I Remember, you caught me an extra handful of candy during Chinese New Year."

Grandma Chunzhi suddenly fell silent, a familiar face, a familiar expression, with a little sweetness of memory. When her children and grandchildren were around her knees, she also felt that she had not lived in vain in her life, and even her back was bent to carry happiness.

"You've cleared the level," she said. "Game over."

Don't cry, there is nothing to be sad about, she has been dead for so long, and her children and grandchildren have died for so long.

When she was talking, the hideous face when she died, slowly turned into the face of an ordinary old woman, with ravines on her face and tenderness in her eyes.

"Mother-in-law, how long will it take?"

Grandma Chunzhi never thought that she would talk to a player so calmly. The look in Ren Yifei's eyes was a kindness that she didn't even notice: "A quarter of an hour."

"enough."

When it comes to acting, if the director doesn't say anything, the show can't stop.

There is still a quarter of an hour's play, and he is still a quarter of an hour's Fei.

Ah Fei is a man who is idle and can't bear hardships. Fortunately, he is a filial son and respects his elders.

His soul is like a blazing sun, white is white and black is black.

"It's been dark for too long, and there's no daylight."

Ren Yifei stood up and rolled up his sleeves while walking: "Mother-in-law, look at this mourning hall, people don't look like people, ghosts don't look like ghosts, the lotus seat of the Buddha's voice is pressing on you, the clan rules and rituals are pressing on you, it's very hard, I'll take care of you. You lift it."

Grandma Chunzhi widened her eyes blankly, watching his back as he went to the coffin.

The cloth shoes stepped on the floor, but there was a humming sound of gold and stone hitting and swords unsheathed.

He was stunned even when he had been observing their 'adding oil', not feeling right, and the oil pot in his hand poured a floor of sesame oil.

This kid, what is he trying to do?