The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

Doted and protected by his family, he can be so innocent and self-willed, like a pampered cat, which is very pleasing no matter how you look at it.

But that's not him.

Ren Yifei had a faint look of tiredness on his brows, his hands resting on the bamboo shed, he slowly exhaled and exhaled, and even stretched out his hand to tug at the collar, only then did he feel that his breathing was a little easier.

This is the longest play he has ever played.

During the half-day, there was no idle time in his mouth, either talking or eating.

But Ren Yifei doesn't really like to talk. It's not his nature, but the influence of the environment. Over time, it becomes part of his personality.

There are few secrets in this industry. What you complain about, show off, or talk about drunkenly today will become public property the next day, appearing in the mouths of others and appearing on the Internet, making people criticize them and find them over and over again. Vulnerability.

So he doesn't like to talk, and he doesn't like to flatten himself and show it to others.

He took out the card and stroked it with his fingertips, and the rose-gold words glowed in the dark.

[One of the players is a murderer, find it, or live for seven days. 】

Ren Yifei boldly assumed that the player who suddenly appeared in the crowd was the player, and the identity of the disrespectful deceased would be exposed. There is a 'ghost' hidden among the players, and the existence of the 'ghost' may threaten their survival for seven days.

To find the 'ghost' and live for seven days, it uses an 'or', that is to say, a condition is met. According to the process of the game, or this is the basic clearance conditions.

So as long as you perform successfully for seven days, you can live.

But will things go so well?

"Who's inside? I'm so anxious! Hurry up, hurry up." Someone came from outside the hut and stomped outside the door.

Ren Yifei came back to his senses, and he put down his hands.

When the time comes, the next play begins.

A slightly skinny smile slowly appeared on his mouth, and the corners of his mouth were adjusted again, and the 'A Fei' character design was more attached, followed by the eyes, then the eyebrows, and the stance should be more serious.

Layer by layer, a mask was formed to cover his face.

"Hurry up." The people outside shouted.

On the blank mask, the eyebrows and eyes were drawn stroke by stroke, turning into the face of 'A Fei'.

His tone also changed slightly, becoming more lively: "It will be fine right away, don't rush, urge, urge."

When Ren Yifei returned to the front yard, three were missing at the card table, so he pulled him in.

"Wait until the young master kills you all." He rolled up his sleeves.

They played till the hour. The watchman walked past the door, knocking on the clapper, and in the quiet night came his hoarse voice and the crisp sound of knocking on the bamboo tube.

"At the third watch of the child's time, everything is safe and sound."

The dark clouds gathered, covering the moon at once, the wind stopped, the sound of chanting stopped, the hoarse cry stopped, and even the voice of the night watchman stopped.

Ren Yifei was holding the card in his hand, and his face was full of excitement. He was about to throw him all, but for a moment, everyone on the opposite side froze, and his eyes didn't blink, which scared him to a sudden stop.

Caton?

Someone stuck a bug?

For a moment, his thoughts flew, and his body froze there, motionless.

He stared at him at first, but later felt it was inappropriate, and slowly relaxed his muscles, quietly closed his eyes, narrowed only a slit, and wandered left and right.

The world has never been so quiet as it is now, only the shoddy candles still beat and crackle.

"Come out."

The eldest grandson, who was kneeling on the ground to burn the paper, threw the remaining pieces of paper money into the copper basin, clapped his hands and stood up.

He looked around for a week, his eyes met the players with different expressions, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I found you already."

In a world that was suddenly still, players were fidgeting, looking weird and dazzling, and couldn't be ignored.

The young man named Asong stood up helplessly. He passed the card table and happened to see 'A Fei'. He leaned back against the bamboo shed and faced the mourning hall, with his eyes closed, a smug smile on the corner of his mouth, and a card in his hand.

Did you get a good card?

The other players came out one after another from the corners and walked to the center.

'Monk' was the first to run out, walking so fast that he almost fell.

He looked surprised to find his companion, and his voice was anxious and flustered: "You guys came here just as inexplicably as I did? Where is this place? What's with this card?"

In the corner, the 'second grandson' carefully stuck out a head, and the whole person was still a little shocked.

There is no golden word on her head, but Xiaomei, who has been scared to cry several times, seems to be relieved when she sees so many people: "Hello, everyone, we are companions, right?"

The old man who had been cleaning the corner put down his broom and walked out slowly. He looked calm, but the movement of holding the broom tightly revealed his true emotions.

The eldest grandson looked at the remaining two.

The eldest grandson's daughter-in-law has a stinky face, still worrying about her mistakes. The young man in charge of fueling the ever-bright lamp is half-smiling.

These two are obviously old players.

"You are really unkind." The young man in charge of filling oil looked at the eldest grandson, "Inducing newcomers to be exposed."

"If I know that a new person is exposed as soon as they arrive, why should I test the water? Is it my fault? I blame him for his bad life." The eldest grandson player put one hand on his waist, sneered in his mouth, and stretched out his hand to touch his hair. Of course, he couldn't hold on.

I almost forgot I was a man now.

Only the old players can understand the communication of the old players at the first time, so the eldest grandson's daughter-in-law laughed immediately, and the rest of the people thought it was strange, not like the way they imagined the meeting of the companions.

Pit newcomers? This newcomer is...

After realizing it, they looked at the 'monk' who was exposed at the beginning, and also looked at the 'second grandson' who was trapped.

The 'second grandson' hasn't recovered yet, and this 'monk' is also a newcomer, so he didn't know anything at first. Of course, now he knew there was danger: "What, what exposure?"

Several old players ignored him and looked at him like a dead man. The rookie player rubbed his arm, as if goosebumps appeared on it.

The players' cards were slightly hot at this time, and they hurriedly took out the cards, only to see that the first line above changed:

[First Night: What a man detests is what he detests. 】

The old players are not surprised, the new players are inexplicable, want to ask but dare not ask, hesitant.

"No." The "eldest grandson's daughter-in-law" found something wrong.

The eldest grandson, the eldest grandson's daughter-in-law, the second grandson, Xiaomei, the monk, the person in charge of filling oil, the old man sweeping the floor, and the night watchman Asong, she counted twice: "Why are there only eight people? Where is the ninth player?"

The eldest grandson's daughter-in-law's eyes swept around, but no matter how many people she counted, she was even more nervous.

Of the nine players, one disappeared?

"Who knows? Maybe it's hidden, maybe it's a 'ghost'?"

That's what he said, 'eldest grandson' still watched the crowd for a week, from the monk singing the scriptures to the family members of the spirit watchman to the night watchman outside. There was no difference. Could it be that he hid in which room?

Newbie or old player?

Ah, the guy who hides in the dark.

"It must be hidden in a certain room, so you can find it as soon as you look for it."

The "eldest grandson's daughter-in-law" used this method to vent the anger of the opening mistake.

She turned to look at the 'monk' and the 'second grandson'. With these two guys in front of her, she was still safe for the time being. But it's not absolute. No one has ever stipulated that a 'ghost' can only kill one person a night.

"Low-end bureaus have too many restrictions on abilities, skills cannot be used, and there is only one item." The eldest grandson's daughter-in-law was a little unwilling.

The 'Add Oil' player laughed: "Smart people are familiar with the environment and use it, while stupid people complain about the environment and blame the environment."

"What did you say?" The "eldest granddaughter-in-law" who was accused of scolding Huai by Sang was furious. She was in a bad mood already, but now it's over.

"Did I say anything? Don't take your seat."

The two of them made a fool of themselves, and then quickly died down. Time is precious and cannot be wasted on this kind of thing.

Changsun pondered the word 'happy and mourning', and suddenly remembered: "Isn't this the strongest novice game that has not been broken for more than a year?"

"Yeah, it's not easy to deal with." The oil-filled player folded his arms across his chest, "This time, you have to be more cautious. 'Ghosts' cannot move out of the body, they can be paired together. This is the fastest way to limit and determine 'Ghosts'. way.”

"It may not be feasible. If the 'ghost' chooses to kill his companions and then kill other people's companions, we still don't know who is." The eldest grandson objected, and finally said with disdain, "And I don't think I need to use this kind of inefficiency. Exclusion."

Tian You glanced at the proud eldest grandson, and said, "Okay, you can do whatever you want."

"You are also here for the ghost card, right?"

The eyes of the eldest grandson's daughter-in-law turned between the eldest grandson and Tianyou: "There are so many old players in a rookie game, it is beyond the standard. Since they are here for the same purpose, then they will each have their own abilities, how about it?"

The eldest grandson and Tianyou looked at each other: "Okay."

Just do what she says, the eldest grandson's daughter-in-law is the first to go out, followed by Tianyou and the eldest grandson.

"Maybe you can pay attention to the ninth person who disappeared." Tianyou said meaningfully, "Maybe, this is the biggest variable."

The eldest grandson pressed his growling stomach: "This place is so big, where can it be hidden? The ninth person can't escape my eyes."

They walked past the bamboo shed where they played cards and passed an NPC holding a card.

Isn't this the NPC who refuses to let them eat porridge? The eldest grandson player looked back and sneered: "Just this card, what's there to be proud of?"

an npc: …

"They just left?! What do we do?" The troubled 'monk' wanted to ask for help, but the old player ignored him. As for other newcomers, it is too late for them to care about themselves, so how can they pay attention to him?

The 'monk', who was regarded as a dead man, could hardly stand, and fell limply on a bench trembling.

The newlyweds fell into the fox den like chickens, smelling the fox smell, they were both scared and at a loss.

They don't understand what happened, why they are here, what game is this, why are they playing... None of this.

Originally seeing the old players, they also gave birth to a sense of belonging to find their companions, and the peace of mind that someone led the team.

In this kind of environment, these old players can win their hearts by saying a few good words. But what about now? Not to mention the sense of belonging, I just can't wait to use them as bait and pathfinder stones.

The newcomers looked at this eerie and gloomy mourning hall, and their sense of security was extremely low.

"What should I do next?" Xiaomei asked nervously. She looked at Asong and the old man sweeping the floor, who were still calm. "We can't just sit still."

After crying, the girl's stubbornness came out, but instead gave birth to the courage to come back from the Jedi.

The monk was silent, the second grandson trembled, Asong did not answer, and the old man shook his head: "I don't know either."

"What will happen to us?" Xiaomei asked again.

This time, no one answered, only the flame of the Everbright Lamp was beating.

Their shadows were grayish-purple, even colder and desolate against the warm yellow light source, just like their hearts.

"I don't care! I don't care! Any acting, any game, go to hell!"

The 'Second Grandson' player jumped up and rushed towards the door, shouting in a hoarse voice: "This is all a dream, it's fake, just wake up."

With a sudden roar, everyone was startled and watched him run out, even kicking over a stool on the way.

"Wait." Player Xiaomei wanted to chase after her, but took two steps and then stopped.

The second grandson has disappeared into the darkness.

She looked at the night, it was pitch black, as if it was a little distorted, and it seemed to be facing them with a big mouth, she couldn't help shivering, and a lot of chills appeared in her body.

The author has something to say:

Newbie: Uneasy.

A Fei: Hands are sore.