I picked up a boyfriend in the infinite game

Song Guicheng noticed his eyes and squeezed past Manlong.

Manlong tried to pull him, but was stopped by Shisui with a look.

He handed the book in his hand to the man at the stairs and asked, "Do you want to see it?"

My brother looked down at the picture book that was placed in front of him and didn't say anything for a moment, as if he was thinking about something.

The corridor was very quiet and Song Guicheng could hear his own heartbeat becoming increasingly rapid.

Finally the man reached out and took it, then slowly turned the pages and began to read.

He looked very carefully and with a focused expression.

When he got closer, Song Guicheng realized that he was very tall but slightly thin, with a lingering blue color between his brows.

Time passed by minute by minute. After reading the book, the man returned it to Song Guicheng and went downstairs without saying a word.

"Oh my God, I was scared to death." Xu Lan patted her chest with lingering fear.

Shi Sui suddenly asked Xu Chongchuan: "Do you think it was him?"

Xu Chongchuan stared at the place where the man disappeared and thought for a while, then said in an ambiguous tone: "Maybe."

"What do you mean it's him? What are you two talking about in a mysterious way?" Manlong came over and asked.

"Want to know?" Shi Sui smiled and winked at him, "We are talking about whether he will take your life tonight~"

After hearing this, Manlong cursed, "Fuck!" and was about to say something when he suddenly heard a shouting coming from downstairs.

Song Guicheng's heart tightened: Something happened!

Everyone hurried downstairs and saw the three men who were unwilling to go upstairs together sitting in a group and shivering. There was a dead silence in the air.

Song Guicheng looked around the room but didn't find any obvious changes.

Che Wen asked: "What's wrong?"

One of the men pointed behind them, his hands shaking. "It's ringing."

Ringed?

The players looked in the direction he pointed. Behind them was a staircase, and next to the staircase was a piano in black and white.

Everyone's faces visibly sank as they pieced together the complete story from the three people's fragmented descriptions.

After the others went upstairs, the three of them were planning to go back to their room to rest. The man in the lead, named Qu Jiabao, suddenly heard a burst of music.

The sound was very small at first, vague and unclear, but it seemed to be able to penetrate his eardrum.

Qu Jiabao scratched his ears and asked the two people behind him: "Did you hear it?"

Zhou Ding was puzzled: "What?"

"Music," Qu Jiabao bit his lip, his face not looking very good, "Didn't you hear it?"

Zhou Ding and Yue Yan looked at each other and shook their heads.

The sound of music in Qu Jiabao's ears became louder and louder, and more and more rapid. Gradually, the music turned into the rustling whispers of humans.

The voice was low and mournful, accompanied by harsh noise, like an unfortunate waif telling about his miserable experience.

At this time, the other two finally heard the voice that Qu Jiabao mentioned.

Yue Yan swallowed his saliva and stammered, "What, what is this sound?"

He looked at the two people beside him and found that they also looked frightened.

Qu Jiabao pinched the corner of his clothes tightly: "Ken, we must have heard it wrong? Will everything be fine if we go up?"

After saying that, he turned around and prepared to go upstairs, but was grabbed by Zhou Ding.

Zhou Ding opened his eyes wide, his whole body trembling: "You, you look..."

The two followed his gaze and saw that the black and white keys on the piano actually moved up and down by themselves.

Qu Jiabao's eyes went dark and he covered his ears and screamed.

Ye Yiru was standing closest to the piano and immediately moved a few steps away after listening.

Che Wen snorted coldly: "What are you afraid of? You're not even afraid of not being able to get out, so why are you afraid of this?"

The three of them looked unhappy after hearing this. Qu Jiabao couldn't help but retort: ​​"You are too heartless. We are still teammates after all!"

[What did I say? Moral kidnapping may only be late, but it will never be absent! ]

[How can he be so shameless? Why doesn’t he have this expression when he lets others take risks and reaps the benefits?]

[Go away, get offline as soon as possible]

[I think he is right. Even if the three of them went a little too far, it is not to the point of watching someone die without helping.]

【? Are you okay? 】

[Are you going to clear the dungeon or to save all living beings? ]

……

The barrage clearly showed no favorable impression towards these two people. Song Guicheng had intended to comfort them, but he immediately lost interest when he heard what they said.

The three of them didn't seem to notice the other players' rejection of them, and shamelessly asked, "Did you find any clues? Show us."

This arrogant behavior is completely different from the timid look just now.

Man Long wanted to slap them both in the face: "You are really like a naked millstone - you are shameless and you want clues without any effort! We are not teammates. We are teammates when we share hardships. You are just toads at best."

Qu Jiabao's face turned red with embarrassment and he wanted to curse back, but he didn't dare to do so when he saw Manlong's tall and strong appearance.

Song Guicheng stepped forward, his hands empty: "The clue was taken away by my brother, if you want it, go to him."

Just now, he secretly handed the picture album to Shi Sui when Manlong stepped forward to curse, and Shi Sui understood and hid it inside his windbreaker.

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a strong gaze. Song Guicheng looked towards the second floor as if he had sensed something. The man who "took the clue away" was standing by the railing and looking at him indifferently.

Song Guicheng: “…” This is awkward.

Fortunately, he didn't say anything and had no interest in the conversation between the players. He just glanced at them twice and then looked away and went back to the house.

The three people opposite didn't even dare to say a word to my brother, let alone ask him for the picture book.

Zhou Ding smiled flatteringly: "We know that what we did just now was wrong. We shouldn't be so greedy for life and afraid of death and only think about taking advantage. I promise I won't do it next time. Can you tell us what is drawn on it?"

Yue Yan also agreed repeatedly, and he really played the role of chameleon to the extreme.

Song Guicheng knew that it was probably impossible for a person to change his nature, and he didn't believe his promise at all, but he still briefly told them the contents of the picture album.

As they were talking, the couple suddenly came out and said, "You're all here. That's great. We don't have to call everyone one by one. Let's have lunch."

Lunch was not much different from yesterday's dinner, a hodgepodge of various offal.

He heard Ye Yiru mutter, "If you eat this all day, you'll go crazy."

There was no point in complaining, so the players just sat down around the dining table and enjoyed the sumptuous meal.

The couple went upstairs again with their plates. Song Guicheng had no idea where to start with the dozen dishes in front of him: braised pork intestines, stir-fried pork liver with green peppers, and boiled brain…

He frowned at the sight.

Ever since I saw my sister's album, the uneasy feeling in my heart has become stronger and stronger.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered his props.

So he quietly took out the paper man, held it in his hand, and picked up a small piece of pig intestines to feed it.

Who would have thought that the paper man would actually start to move slowly, and the piece of fat intestine would shrink at a very fast rate until it was all eaten.

And there wasn't even a trace of oil on the paper man's mouth.

Rather than being shocked that the paper man had eaten the food, he was more horrified at what ingredients the lunch was made of.

If paper people can be eaten, is it really okay for humans to eat them?

While he was thinking, the paper man in his hand suddenly poked him. It was very light, but Song Guicheng still felt it.

He picked up some other food and fed it, but to his surprise, the paper man ate it all with relish.

The couple came down from upstairs, and Song Guicheng quickly put the paper figure into his backpack.

"Why don't you eat it? It's so delicious." The hostess said, biting off a spoonful of brain and putting it into her mouth.

The brain was half-cooked, gray-red in color, and covered with red veins.

He could even see the brains crumbling in the hostess's mouth, red blood staining her teeth, and a faint fishy smell coming from her nose.

Xu Lan's face changed and she felt like vomiting again.

The faces of the others also looked unhappy. Today's dishes were even bloodier than yesterday's.

Song Guicheng was the first to get up and leave the table: "I'm sorry, I caught a cold last night and have a headache. I'm going upstairs to rest first."

The other players also found excuses to leave the table.

In the end, only the couple was left sitting at the table, enjoying this disgusting feast.