The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

This era still pays attention to 'filial piety', especially when the deceased is such an old man who has enough men to support the portal, which is the most important moment in his life.

The family killed her and concealed it.

The old man died hastily, leaving many traces.

It can be seen that this is indeed intentional murder, but it is not intentional murder with a long-term plan. It must have a sudden incentive.

"A dishonorable thing has happened to you, and this incident can even destroy your previous 'diligent housekeeping' and 'hard work'."

Strangulation can cause blue face, bleeding eyes, occasional tongue sticking, and incontinence. It is a very unseemly method of death.

The old man's relatives chose to let her die in such an embarrassing way, and there must be another benefit, which overwhelmed the reverence for his mother and the remaining family affection.

Etiquette and law are far greater than the sky, what is disrespectful to the elderly, is it propriety or law?

Ren Yifei didn't think that the death of Chunzhi's mother-in-law was related to the loss of valuable things in the family, so it was not the case.

"Why did you die?"

The corpse rolled its eyes, and the gray glazed pupils looked at him, as if to tell him something, but in the end it was just a tear of blood.

Ajie and Ren Yifei returned to the poker game, where they hadn't even played a game yet.

In the cheers of the crowd, Ajie came off the stage again.

Ren Yifei looked at the mourning hall.

The ever-bright lantern in front of the coffin is still burning, the white smoke of incense sticks up, the filial sons and worthy grandsons kneel on the ground and burn paper money constantly, and the eminent monks invited at high prices keep chanting sutras.

Funerals are so beautifully done that no money is spared. Anyone who sees it has to say, this is the great dutiful son.

Who knew the filth behind it?

If the 'ghost' is the dead, is she willing?

Ren Yifei suddenly smiled: If she was willing, how could she become a 'ghost'?

He originally just wanted the salted fish to lie down, until the end.

But at this moment, Ren Yifei just wanted to get to the bottom of things, and all the truth came out.

Because he is 'A Fei', a young man favored by the elderly.

He doesn't care what the hell, he doesn't care what the copy is.

Grandma Chunzhi can't die in vain, such an old man who cares for the younger generation, she should not be burdened with humiliation and be swallowed by the etiquette of eating people quietly.

The murderer can't accept the praise so openly.

'Ren Yifei' doesn't mind his own business, but 'A Fei' is different.

The actors of the experience school will have the sequelae of being too deeply involved in the play. Ren Yifei is especially serious. He will be deeply affected by the character's character, as if he has become this person, his way of thinking and behavior will be affected.

At this moment, it was impossible to tell whether he was Ren Yifei or Ah Fei.

As the night got darker, there was always no shortage of people at the card table, and there was always no shortage of babbling crying in the mourning hall.

Ren Yifei went to borrow three stools, lay on them, and looked at the moon in the sky.

There were six people left, and the three old players who came back in the first batch were eliminated, and the rest were Xiaomei, Asong, and Sweeping. Who is the 'ghost' among them?

He already has a suspect in his heart, but he just needs to verify it again. Thinking about it, he closed his eyes.

As a squeamish young man whose family background is not the best, but the treatment must be the best, 'A Fei' occasionally acts like he can't bear hardships, which will not make people feel wrong, and Ren Yifei will try his best to make himself feel more comfortable.

The emergency catch-up sleep of more than three hours before was not enough, and he needed sleep.

He fell asleep, and the night watchman passed him: "How old are you, you still can't take care of yourself." He put a single coat over him.

Player Xiaomei also passed by him, making an envious slobber.

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

After some time, a hoarse voice scratched his eardrums, he woke up, but the world was suddenly quiet.

The card refreshed a message: [Second night: The secret of 'ghost' was eaten by rat ants, just like its heart. 】

Ren Yifei's eyelashes blew across the water like the wind, trembled slightly and returned to calm: the enemy is in the dark, so am I.

It's free time for players.

"Sir, can I follow you? Let me do anything!" Xiaomei has realized that following the old players can get more clues and have more chances to survive.

It seems that adding oil is the most friendly old player to newcomers.

Xiaomei's voice trembled slightly. In order to survive, she could put down her dignity and knelt down and pulled him to beg.

"Whatever you want." Tian You gave her a sideways glance and walked out the door without saying anything or driving away. Before Xiaomei took a risk to get cards for him, she finally got the reward.

Xiao Meixin realized it, she was overjoyed and chased after her.

The two went out, and the rest of the "cleaning" got inspiration. He was about to find the old player, but the eldest grandson and the eldest grandson's daughter-in-law had already left the mourning hall one after the other, obviously they were not going to bring new people.

'Cleaning' looked at the almost autistic 'monk', he shrank his neck and said to Asong, "Let's act together?"

Asong smiled: "Okay."

Xiaomei followed and added oil, she ran back and forth, holding a candlestick to add oil to light.

Tianyou checked the room of Chunzhi's mother-in-law again, knowing that this was the room of the dead, and he had new suspicions.

Holding the pillar, he climbed up swiftly with his hands and feet, and sure enough, when adding oil, he saw two scratches on the beam. Like the second grandson, Chunzhi's mother-in-law was strangled to death and pretended to be hanged, with a day's interval in between.

He lay down on the ground again, checking the corners that he might have missed.

Adding oil found a pair of slippers from a visual blind spot. The uppers were patchwork of rags, and the soles were thick and thin.

"What's wrong with these slippers?" Xiaomei asked carefully.

Tianyou looked at the shoes, and the corner of his mouth was slightly hooked: "Do you remember that there is a guy in the player who walks high and low?"

"That night watchman?" Xiaomei whispered.

Add oil to hide the shoes, a clue he won't leave to those two guys. They are both players and competitors.

"Although it is not completely certain, it can be used as a key suspect."

On the other hand, the other two old players came out of the owner's room and the grandchildren's room, and they didn't seem to get any valid clues.

They were hungry and sleepy, in poor physical condition and unable to concentrate.

The eldest grandson's daughter-in-law was panting with her heavy stomach: "Why is this thing so heavy? Is pregnancy so bad?"

The pregnant belly greatly drags down the eldest grandson's daughter-in-law. This body also has problems such as swelling of the lower limbs, easy hunger and sleepiness. Hunger and sleepiness lead to mental retardation, and she can't do anything about her current predicament.

Changsun's performance wasn't much better either.

He never thought that the biggest difficulty he encountered in this rookie game was food and sleep? The compression of the day has caused his spirit to be in a state of high tension, but he has no rest at all.

The NPCs in this copy are very harsh on 'abnormal', no, it can be regarded as abuse.

Tianyou came out with Xiaomei, and they walked straight towards the mourning hall. On the way, they met the eldest grandson-in-law and eldest grandson who were resting their legs.

The eldest grandson's daughter-in-law was sitting on the ground to rest, and when she saw them, she frowned and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Mingtang, sleep." Tim gave her a look.

"sleep?"

Tian You reached out and rubbed the base of his nose: "Can you bear it without sleeping? Those NPCs don't give us a chance to rest at all."

The eldest grandson's daughter-in-law was also silent. She even used her status as a pregnant woman to get some benefits for herself, but those NPCs were simply snake spirits, and she would be cursed even if she stole a little offering.

Is she pregnant? Pregnant woman!

"Okay, what's the expression? As long as the NPC finds something different, it's like this, in any game." Tian You was too lazy to tell his eldest grandson-in-law, and walked to the mourning hall.

Xiaomei followed and walked in, and she found that the monk who had been sitting in the corner had shrunk to a further corner with his back to them.

"Monk." She called out, but there was no sound.

Tianyou has already set up the 'cot' with a stool, and sneered when he saw it: "Give it up, he's useless. Even the NPCs don't care about him anymore, which means that he has slowly merged with this dungeon."

"What will happen then?" Xiaomei turned her head.

"It will become a part of this dungeon. With the dungeon's birth, with the dungeon's death, it will become an NPC." Tianyou shook his head, "In the future, you will get used to it when you see it a lot, and there will be this kind of guy every time."

Seeing that he was already lying down and preparing to sleep, Xiaomei was sleepy with a splitting headache. She asked Timor with a wry smile, "Sir, if we don't eat, drink, and sleep like this, will we die suddenly?"

Tian You narrowed his eyes: "Dead? What do you think you are now? You have been a dead person since you entered this game."

"Dead, dead?"

Xiaomei's eyes were round and round, like a red-eyed rabbit, but Tianyou had already closed her eyes and fell asleep, so she didn't dare to ask any more.

This old player is more talkative than the other two, and it's super scary when annoyed.

Fortunately, Xiaomei is a big heart, she thought about it, I think I am alive, I am alive, so I closed my eyes against the pillar.

Death is like that before insomnia.

The courtyard was quiet, and the eldest grandson's daughter-in-law sat on the ground, leaning against the pillar and closing her eyes.

She wanted to sleep with her knees and her head buried in her head. The dark environment was more reassuring. But her big belly prevented her from doing this.

Players won't die because they don't eat, drink, or sleep, but they will die because of this.

Only the eldest grandson didn't give up, he frowned and walked around in the various rooms.

If you can't catch the 'ghost' as soon as possible, you can only wait for the players to decrease one by one to increase the final accuracy.

This is not a good way, the 'ghost' will become more and more difficult to deal with.

Changsun is upset, and he has lost control of the situation.

There are many players who are collecting ghost cards like him, and the eldest daughter-in-law and Tianyou are also here.

If this time is not successful, he is not sure whether he can find the next suitable copy within the specified time.

Thinking of this, the eldest grandson player can hardly sit still.

He stood up and wanted to fight again, but his body was like a dried salted fish, and he didn't obey orders.

One foot light and one heavy foot, the eldest grandson player is so tired, like a traveler walking in the desert, his feet are as heavy as lead, his heart and lungs are burning and tingling, and he can fall down at any time.

He passed by the bamboo shed and saw the night watchman lying next to him. This delicious npc had a relaxed body and a peaceful sleeping face. He was still covered with a single layer of clothing, which made him feel at ease.

All kinds of emotions came to my mind.

"It's good to be able to lie down and sleep." He kicked the bench hard.

I don't know where he kicked, the benches side by side were shaking, and the outermost bench was tilted and fell directly to the ground. The NPC above was motionless, and the small half of the body was hanging in the air.

The eldest grandson spat and went elsewhere.

The author has something to say:

Ah Fei: A player kicked the NPC's bed, and he died!