The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

The sheet slipped off him, and he walked past the sleeping man. The cat that was awake just now slept to death, and everyone slept to death.

He also passed Saman, who was sitting against the wall, and wiped his coat.

"Squeak." The door was gently pushed open by him, his footsteps were also light, and the moonlight fell on him, turning into a 'white gauze'.

He was enveloped in the moonlight, and his footsteps were as silent as the moonlight, and he slid lonely across the ground, through the door that opened at an unknown time, and through the stone steps piled with fallen leaves.

There was a glowing woman in front of her, dragging her silver-white curly hair to the ground, with a gentle expression, she waved to him: "Come on..."

The red lacquer sign "Stop for Tourists" turned into a red crying face, the stone gave way, Ren Yifei raised his head and walked to the path step by step, just like a bride walking towards the auditorium, holy and solemn.

It's just that the 'bride' has no eyes and no expression.

On both sides of the path covered with dead branches and rotten leaves, all the trees retreated to make way for a new walkway.

The branches and leaves of these unknown trees trembled, smiling faces appeared on the bark, and the dark tree holes became wide open mouths.

Stepping on the dead branches and leaves, making a crisp sound, he slowly walked over the path that had long been submerged by weeds, his figure disappeared, and the trees behind him closed again, hiding the path in the bushes and roots.

The manor was very quiet, and the vigilantes fell asleep holding their legs, and they would not wake up with needles.

The chosen ones walked out the door and went in all directions. One person came out of the room, the black bracelet in his hand glowed with golden light, and condensed into a sun bow in his hand.

The players all came out of the house and they saw everything.

That thing I don't know what it is, borrowed the appearance of the manor owner. The reason for this is because the manor owner is standing in the yard at the moment, and she is staring at the players coldly.

The players were sure she was a 'ghost', but they couldn't do anything, and couldn't even kill her.

The copy is there, and the 'ghost' is there. To kill her, you can only identify it first.

Of course, there are so many players now that the 'ghost' can't kill them at once.

The owner of the manor looked back at Ren Yifei, who had gone far away and disappeared. She suddenly snapped her fingers and the door slowly opened: "Go quickly and come back."

"?" The players were in shock, suspecting that there was a trap.

The girl with glasses yawned first: "I'm not interested." Then she went straight back to the mushroom house, she didn't come for the ghost card. Seeing this, the disguised player with a neck injury followed directly.

The little girl glanced at them, then called up the drone. But the sky was dark, the mountains and forests were dense, and she couldn't see anything, so she went back.

But one of them walked towards the door without hesitation.

The golden arrow drew a line on the ground, and the smiling person during the day was like a Rakshasa at night: "Go find someone else, this is mine."

Ren Yifei walked all the way to the edge of a pool surrounded by a thick tree. The tree was thick without branches and leaves, and the whole body was pitch black.

"Good boy, come here..." The trees in all directions made noises.

He stared dully at the dark and dull pool, and walked forward slowly, stepping his feet into the soft dark mud.

The four sides of Guimu watched him raise his feet expectantly, and he was about to step into the black pool, but Ren Yifei stepped back in the next second.

"It turned out to be here."

The black silt was as viscous as asphalt, mixed with white bone-like fragments, exactly the kind he found on the soles of the middle-aged man's feet.

Ren Yifei's drooping eyelashes were raised, and red dizzy in his pupils.

The ink bone fan painted with the picture of the flying crane appeared in his hand, and the red demon pattern drew a bright color in the corner of his eyes. Ghost wood only felt that the imposing manner of the puppet in front of him had changed.

Ink Bone Fan: Enhances spell effect by 30%.

This is a supernatural world, and the 'demonization' skill cannot be used. Fortunately, he still has his own 'phantom play' ability.

However, the effects of props and skills are superimposed, and it is easy to use, but it burns too much energy.

The yellow leaves rolled up layer by layer and rolled into a yellow dragon behind him, shaking his head and waving his tail, with a fierce light in his eyes.

"Thank you for inviting me to be a guest, a small gift, not a respect." He smiled and waved the ink bone fan in his hand.

The yellow dragon in the air exploded in all directions, and the dead leaves fluttered like yellow butterflies. Wherever they passed, the branches and leaves of the ghost wood were broken, and the ground rolled over, revealing spherical skulls and other broken bones.

The root of the ghost wood is digging into the bone pile to absorb nutrients. The residual meat on these bones was sucked clean and became fragile. When the wind blew, it turned into pieces, just like those in the black mud.

"Huh? Are these bone racks?"

The Bone Shelf and these ghosts really don't belong to the same camp.

The so-called enemy of the enemy is a friend, the ghost wood kills the bone frame, the ghost wood is the enemy, and the bone frame can become a 'friend'. Even if not, it can be a neutral camp.

He used to think that the bones looked evil, and he liked to crawl on people, but he didn't necessarily have the malicious intent to kill.

As he expected.

Confused by the illusion, Ghost Wood, who thought he was attacked, tore his disguise directly and came out of the soil one after another.

After pulling out the roots and spreading the branches, the ghost wood is no longer like a tree, but like splashed ink, a child's graffiti, or some kind of weird devil.

The smiling faces on their bodies turned into roars, and long branches stretched out from their bodies. The sharp branches stabbed at Ren Yifei at the speed of arrows, almost stabbing into his body.

"Don't be angry if you don't like this gift."

The blood color occupied the entire pupil, Ren Yifei waved the small black fan lightly, like a ghost like a ghost.

The white crane on the fan's face turned into a phantom, with white feathers and black wings, and the top of its head was red. It was a long-legged red-crowned crane, but it was only the size of a palm.

It circled in the air, Heming broke the repressed silence, then flew back to Ren Yifei, gently rubbed his face with his beak, and landed on the paper again, the ink bone fan emitting a faint white light.

The boundary of the black water pool was blocked by a layer of invisible barrier, and high cranes appeared again in the silent forest, and the ghost wood twisted even more.

The ink bone fan turned over at Ren Yifei's fingertips, the breeze was gentle, but the branches that were about to pierce his body stopped in an instant.

Seeing these ghost trees self-mutilating, Ren Yifei laughed extremely happily, and under the special effects of enhanced spells, he found a little happiness of a full-blooded mage.

The ghost wood was fighting, and the bones at the bottom of the tree roots were affected, and many fell into the pool, and the black pool became lively.

"Wow ah ah--" The pool boiled, and translucent gray-white human figures climbed out.

The black water of the black pool is like mercury, and it does not touch their bodies and clothes.

These things crawled out of the center of the black pool one by one, their eyes were dull, their bodies were transparent, and there were many smelly fish and rotten shrimps hanging on their clothes.

As soon as they came out, the stench of rotting seafood wafted out.

"It's so cold down here, come down and accompany us..." Countless different voices converged, like the tide hitting the eardrums.

These ghosts seem to have wide gray-white eyes, and the breath of the living makes them restless, and they keep opening their mouths, as if they want to bite.

Facing them, Ren Yifei used another fan, and the sound of the crane's roar grew louder.

The red in his eyes burned like fire.

Under the control of the illusion, the nearby ghost wood basically ran over uncontrollably, blocking Ren Yifei's face, and even stretched out a part of the branches to quickly weave a protective net, and the other part turned into a thorny whip, beating the ghost man fiercely.

"Ahhh--" The ghost man's teeth and claws were biting on the ghost wood, the teeth were broken, and the branches of the ghost wood were also broken. Those wooden whips were also thrown on the ghost man, and if the wooden whips were cut off several times, it could be said that both sides would suffer.

Ren Yifei's face paled a little: the energy is burning, and a quick decision is needed.

"It's really useless." The white-haired ghost sneered in the world of consciousness, "You're in such a rut with such a little shit? If you're so useless, why don't you give me your body?"

If they were in their prime, these little minions wouldn't even have the chance to get close. That is, 'Pride' is too arrogant, actually thinking that with acting skills, everything can be settled and sealed 'them' and power.

Ren Yifei ignored 'him', not to mention that his current 'phantom drama' is only a primary unlocked state, even if it is fully unlocked, he can't directly kill all the ghost woods, and he must leave a few alive.

Could it be that 'he' was playing with the idea of ​​unlocking a few more? Really think too much.

Stupid, really extreme emotions make people stupid.

The cards are suddenly hot, eh? Did a player die?

After eleven o'clock, the heat at this time can only be due to the death of the player.

Seeing that the living dead were still fighting with Ghost Wood, Ren Yifei found cards that he had no chance to check.

[Third night: the intersection of two lines, the junction of life and death. 】

[Two players died, and the 'ghost' ability was unlocked by 2/11. 】

Before I thought about it, the information on the card changed again: [Three players died, and the 'ghost' ability unlocked three elevenths. 】

lingering.

Hearing the crackling sound of falling grass and trees in the distance, and a faint bitter fragrance wafting in the wind, Ren Yifei raised his eyebrows, followed by a smile.

As soon as the ink fan was put away in his hand, the blood in his eyes faded away, the illusion was suspended, the sky was swirling and yellow butterflies fell silently, covering the ground and covering the extra traces.

The ghost trees and ghost people who were entangled with each other and killed each other were stunned.

Although they can't figure out what's going on, they still don't want to miss this great opportunity.

The ghost wood untied the roots and branches that were tangled before, stretched out the branches to hold Ren Yifei's hands and feet by the pool, and taut the branches to drag him into the black pool.

And the ghost man has stretched out his bone-like fingers without hesitation.

"Why are you not moving?" Seeing that he was about to be dragged into the pool, the white-haired ghost couldn't help but ask.

However, Ren Yifei just closed his eyes, relaxed his body, and replied to him in his heart: "Someone came to save me, what are you doing?"

"You have no relatives and no reason here, who will save you?"

"You just wait," he said silently to himself.

While speaking, Ren Yifei had already been dragged two steps away, and his toes were about to touch the black water. Suddenly, an arrow penetrated the pitch-black woods with light, brushed the hair on his temples, and nailed it to the ghost wood around Ren Yifei's neck with a sharp wind sound.

If the ghost wood is burned by the wax statue of the fire, it quickly retracts its branches, and then the whole tree burns.

The voice from behind was getting closer. It was supposed to be a disturbing thing, and he rarely exposed his back to strangers.

His eyes were shining brightly, but Ren Yifei smiled lightly and closed his eyes: "Look, isn't this coming?"

Accompanied by the whistling of the burning ghost wood and the screams of the ghost man who almost lost his soul, Saman made his grand debut like a hero.

The ghost wood and the ghost man consume each other, and they are already in a semi-disabled state. Naturally, they cannot withstand a single blow from Saman.

"Did he come with me, or did he find it himself?"

Although Ren Yifei said to the white ghost 'he came to save me', it was just a joke, he didn't think so.

There is no relative and no reason, and the copy met by chance, how can there be any feelings? It's just a coincidence.

Standing in the player's position, seeing someone being lured up the mountain, the first reaction is naturally to observe calmly, self-preservation first, temptation second, and only those who are full will come to save people.

To maximize the benefits, the best chance to play is when he 'dies'. Win two tears from him and protect his own interests.

Could it be that Saman suspects that he is 'Afei', and wants to gain his trust through the 'life-saving grace', and then achieve the goal, let him take the initiative to admit that he is?

If he is holding this purpose, then he is afraid that he will be disappointed.

Ren Yifei stood there motionless, waiting for things to develop.

Shooting nine arrows in a row, Saman swept away the monster holding Ren Yifei with the autumn wind sweeping the leaves.

'Gu Xingye' stood there blankly, bound by the branches and leaves, motionless, it was the state of unconsciousness. Saman no longer hides his strength, and takes out powerful props to start a group fight - he beats a group by himself.

The ghost man, who had finally recovered his original shape, was basically cut into two as soon as he climbed out of the black pool, and returned to the rebirth point again.

The former leads them to kill each other, the latter kills a group of them.

Ghost Man: ? ? ? Are you two sick?

The black pool rattled, and the ghost man hid in it and refused to come out.

Saman grabbed a piece of burning ghost wood and threw it directly into the black pool. Sure enough, the black pool also burned, the living dead were mourning in it, and the raging flames illuminated it like day.

And Ren Yifei was distorted by the white light, like a real doll.

Looking at that young and beautiful face, Saman's heart depicts the possible soul in the body, what is it like? Is it a man or a woman? Young or old?

The soul is so wonderful, it doesn't matter how the skin is.

He didn't feel sorry for the only chance to use the most powerful item to make a big move.

"I don't have any evidence and all the data I trust does not support my judgment."

"The eyes can deceive me, the ears can deceive me, and the environment can deceive me, but not the heart."

A person who cannot see through is like an unknown chocolate, every bite is a surprise. This numb and boring world is wonderful because of such unknowns.

Saman, what is his purpose?

Both the ghost wood and the living dead have been resolved, and he is in a 'confused' state again. He can do whatever he wants, and no one will stop him.

Is this player with a wonderful aroma going to show his true face here?

"In the future, you will become a star that cannot be ignored in the star list. I am looking forward to the day when you will amaze the world."

A warm jacket lightly covered Ren Yifei's body, scalding his skin, and his fingertips trembled uncontrollably.

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