The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

Saman didn't know what Ren Yifei was going to do, but seeing that he had the aura of "don't talk to me", he didn't ask any further, just watched him leave silently, thinking about the possibility of stimulating Qinghong to get some information.

"You cooperate with this npc, so you are not afraid that he is a ghost?"

After Ren Yifei left, they watched their players come out from behind the wooden pillars in the dark.

This is a young player, looking at his clothes, he seems to be the guard here.

Saman had no accident, he had noticed someone before: "This is my business."

"Then, consider working with me to share information?" The young player looked at him, "I've been paying attention to you for a long time. You went out last night, right?"

"cooperate?"

Saman looked at him, looking up and down.

The player understood what he meant, cooperation must have value in cooperation, he smiled: "I know how the previous players disappeared."

As he spoke, he held down his eyes, his fingers stretched, and his nails became sharp. Saman saw his fingernails dig into the edge of his eyes and gouged out an eyeball directly.

"Shared vision?" Saman thought of a certain prop.

Specify an object binding, share all the pictures the other party sees, and do not need the consent of that person, a very useful advanced prop.

However, when using it, two eyes see two pictures at the same time, which is somewhat confusing.

In front of the four words high-level rarity, this small defect is nothing.

Running over and discussing cooperation with him shows that his ability is limited. But with such a limited ability, being able to come up with advanced props that money can't buy can only mean that there is someone behind it.

Either he has a relationship with a high-level tasker, or he is a mascot from a large group.

This kind of fledgling chicken...Saman quickly analyzed this person and thought it was profitable, and the smile on his face was more real.

Before he entered the Wilderness Corner, he was a profit-oriented businessman and capitalist, and now it will only become more magnanimous.

"Yes," the player looked at Saman with his hollow blood vessels writhing in his eyes, "I bound one of the players and shared what I saw. From when he left the room, when he got into trouble, to the end... I was all knowledge."

"Not enough." Saman shook his head and looked at the item together. A copy can only be bound to one player. Once that player dies, the item is considered useless.

"Hehehehe." The player let out a smug laugh. He stretched out his hand and pressed his eyeball back, and turned it twice before returning to normal. "If I say, that player is still alive?"

Ok? This aroused Saman's curiosity. The player who disappeared is still not dead?

"Actually, he is not the only one alive. I can see other people. The leopard demon and fox demon that I saw yesterday are there, and there are even a few NPCs." The player stopped immediately after saying this. The chips are enough.

Saman stretched out his hand: "You can call me Dapeng."

But now it's the player's turn to pick: "What did you see yesterday?"

Saman raised his lips slightly: "I went out for a walk last night and found a guarded place, and found a little secret that was hidden by others."

The player was a little surprised: "That NPC led the way?" The players were attacked as soon as they went out, let alone finding clues, it was not easy to survive.

Saman did not speak, acquiesced.

The player sighed: "It feels really good to be nurtured by NPCs, I'm envious."

Saman opened his mouth, just about to refute, the player said again: "My name is Qinglin."

The role names were exchanged, that is, cooperation.

Qinglin said the following clues: "Through that person's eyes, I saw that many players were sucked into a special place, some were sucked dry a little bit, and some escaped."

Saman understood something at once: "All NPCs are alive." He didn't mention NPCs just now, so it can be seen that NPCs are another situation.

"Alive." Qinglin smiled, "There is only one thing that cannot be attacked by NPCs due to restrictions."

Yes, only one person is subject to this restriction.

'ghost'.

While the players were looking for clues and cooperation during the day, a few demons over there also discovered that someone was missing.

"If she wants to leave, she will definitely leave me clues, how could she disappear without saying a word?" It was a rat spirit who spoke.

After a good night's sleep, his wife disappeared, and he seemed very anxious.

At this spring banquet, Qinghong not only sent invitations to invite some big demons with lined faces, but also did not prohibit small demons from coming in. So there are a lot of little-known little demons who come to join in the fun. That's the case with this rat-spirit couple.

"Or was someone killed?" The other demons were none of their business.

The rat spirit shook his head: "Impossible, I have a contract with Mrs. I will not know if she is dead. I am sure she is still alive."

He lay on the ground, sniffed, and cried: "My wife's smell is cut off right here. Who the **** took her away?"

Rat spirits are really weak, and in the world of demons, the weak can't even cry and cry.

The little demons in this area were all scattered. They discussed the banquet of the big demons yesterday in twos and threes. It must be precious and delicious. Although these little demons couldn't play, everyone got a table of sumptuous food yesterday.

No one cared about Rat Spirit and Rat Spirit's missing wife, and no one cared about the other disappearing demons.

"Are you sure your wife is still alive?" A somewhat cold voice sounded beside the rat spirit.

Rat Spirit raised his head, but he couldn't find the speaker.

"Are you talking to me?"

"Well," said the voice again, "can you get in touch with her?"

The rat spirit hesitated for a moment and said, "Go back to the seniors, the villain tried and didn't respond."

"I see."

"Senior, wait a moment." The rat spirit saw that there was no one around, and carefully took out a lantern the size of an orange. "This is the blood on my wife's fingertips. If you approach her a hundred meters, there will be fluorescence. I don't know what you want to do, senior. If you come across it, please help."

"Senior?" Rat Essence whispered, but no one responded, and he couldn't help but be disappointed.

The little lantern shook and disappeared, and the rat spirit turned red with excitement: "Thank you, senior!"

He knew that this was the answer from the mysterious man.

"Is your family good at digging holes?" Ren Yifei asked, if the rat demon is a bit of a talent, right?

The rat spirit replied in confusion for a moment: "Our family is good at stealth." Doesn't this senior know?

Stealth? Stealth is fine.

Ren Yifei immediately had a new idea. He picked a branch at random, flicked his fingertips, and the branch turned into the antler flower of yesterday.

He didn't know what it was, but someone must know. To whom?

"You give this to Peacock, and I will help you find Mrs."

When the rat spirit heard that it was a peacock demon, he felt bitter in his heart, but thinking about his wife, he still gritted his teeth and said, "Yes."

After taking the wine, Ren Yifei returned to his temporary residence.

At night, the Tingyun Pavilion is full of traps, and people are not allowed to come and go at will, but the Tingyun Pavilion during the day is open to the public. There is no place to go except for the respective rooms. It can be said that the day is a friendly time for players, except...

Ren Yifei.

Although there is no feeling of being under surveillance, the maids, guards, servants... they encountered on the road were basically all the people who blackened the junior brothers. Ren Yifei's whereabouts seemed to be transparent.

Where did his forefoot go and what did he do, it is very likely that the back-footed document appeared on Qinghong's desk.

There is a subtle sense of returning to the entertainment industry.

Of course, he can also use a little skill, such as the original owner's own invisibility ability, and then go for a drink and talk to a victim demon.

However, this little spell has limitations. For example, breath and sound cannot be hidden. For example, it will be seen through by the big demon. For example, the duration is too short.

"Since I can't do it, let me go." Ren Yifei had a good idea.

He took out a piece of white paper, folded it in half, tore out a piece of paper bird bit by bit, and slapped it gently: "Go ahead."

The paper bird's wings fluttered, it stretched in the twilight, and the flat paper puffed up like a kneaded dough. A pair of wings stretched out from the dough, feet were exposed, and facial features were transformed into a little gray sparrow.

"It" spread its wings and flew in a circle, landed on Ren Yifei's fingers, tilted his head, and stared at Ren Yifei with a pair of black peas.

No matter what angle you look at, even the smell and the breath, it's so real.

If his skill 'phantom show' is used directly on people, it is the form of illusion, allowing people to see illusions. If something is used as a medium, it is a puppet like this.

That's not enough.

Biting off his fingertips, a drop of blood fell on the sparrow, and his face turned pale.

It doesn't take much power to form a puppet, but to use the eyes and ears of the puppet to listen to the news requires him to pay more.

"Go."

The sparrow fluttered and flew out of the window, from roof to roof, from tree to tree. On the way, I saw a lot of players looking for clues, as well as drunken monsters.

No one is going to guard against a little sparrow that can be seen everywhere.

So Ren Yifei saw more buildings through his eyes, and even saw a platform with a parked Pegasus carriage.

Ren Yifei's dedication to natural acting has continued to the sparrow.

Instead of rushing towards the destination, it stopped and walked, occasionally retreating, and occasionally looking for other little sparrows to form a group. Except for not speaking, it looks like a normal sparrow.

The little sparrow finally reached the host's residence, which is also the most central location. The plaque outside the door reads "Thousand Years Hall".

There is a difference between here and outside. There are more guards. Two teams of patrolling guards cross each other, and they also hold dogs with sensitive noses in their hands. They are strictly guarded.

The little sparrow stopped on the courtyard wall, just as a patrol passed by. They looked at the sparrow, and when they saw nothing unusual, they walked over. Ren Yifei also found a player inside, pulling his hair out of boredom.

At this time, another real sparrow flew over and landed next to the little sparrow, chirping twice without knowing what to say.

The little sparrow took off again.

The Qiantui Hall is a traditional Chinese courtyard. The entrance is a square patio with a stone road in the middle and green grass on both sides. There are wing rooms on both sides of the patio, and the main room is walking forward.

The little sparrow was flying towards the main room, but when he heard the sound of someone arguing on the left, he flew to the eaves of the corridor of the side hall.

The quarrel is about to be the master, because several maids heard the voice, but looked at the nose and heart, and remained silent.

The little sparrow listened carefully, and sure enough, it was the voices of the two ladies of the host of the banquet that he had heard before.

"I don't know what the charm of that person is that made my elder sister so determined. I saw him yesterday, but it's nothing but a beautiful skin. If elder sister likes that skin, why don't I make a plan to peel it off?"

This is Mrs. Side's voice.

The voice laughed again: "Besides, he doesn't have you in his heart, why bother? I wait for the demon, and all I'm looking for is a dashing and happy one. Like my sister, it's like those human beings who are trapped in love. It's really not easy."

These words entered Ren Yifei's ears through the ears of the puppet.

Oops, he tapped his lips with a fan, as if he shouldn't have listened.

He was hesitating whether to leave when the voice of the eldest lady who had only met before appeared: "These things have nothing to do with you."

"Don't be annoyed, sister, I'm thinking of you too." Mrs. Side smiled, "You and I are sisters of Shuanglian, who used to be a piece of soil and a vine, a piece of sunshine and a piece of rain and dew, and now we're married to the same person, sister. It's my business, we're a family..."

There was silence for a while, and Ren Yifei didn't know what the expressions of the two people inside were, probably one of them was proud and the other was disappointed.

"In those days, I shouldn't have brought you back." The eldest lady sighed deeply. "One mistake, one mistake, another mistake."

"My elder sister is really old," said Mrs. Side, but she was rude. "I've talked about what happened a hundred years ago three or five times. My elder sister didn't get tired of talking, but I'm tired of hearing it."

Mrs. Side laughed a few times before continuing: "I naturally think of my sister's kindness in my heart, otherwise why would my sister still stand here like a mistress? ?"

"Hua Li, I advise you to stop in moderation, everyone has scales."

"Sister, don't be angry," Mrs. Side said, but her tone was provocative and very rude. "I have to thank my elder sister for taking her in back then. I only have a husband and a child."

Ren Yifei listened to this and said in his heart that this was going to tie the eldest lady's lung tube. It was one thing for her to have a sweetheart, but another thing for her husband to be unfaithful.

The eldest lady was not very angry, but said in a numb to almost calm tone: "Sooner or later, you will regret it."

"No, I'll never regret it. Not in death."