Being targeted by the boss of the escape game

"You are not my first roommate."

Chu Ling was a little confused about the meaning of this sentence, so she sat back and said, "What did you say?"

Hearing Chu Ling's question, Cheng Zi didn't answer, but glanced at him, and asked, "Do you think I'm a human, or an NPC?"

Of course it wouldn't be an NPC who could ask such a question. Chu Ling raised her almond eyes, stood up, and stared at the girl on the bed with a look of disbelief.

"The people locked up here are all human beings." Cheng Zi sneered, grabbed the quilt tightly and said, "I've been locked up here for three years, and I've changed fourteen teammates, and none of them can get out."

"Do you know what failure means? If you fail, you will stay and take the place of your predecessors. Day after day, year after year, you will stay in this place, waiting for the next teammate to come in."

When talking about this, Chengzi's voice trembled violently. Those days and nights of being imprisoned here drove her almost crazy. Quilt.

Lu Weixing: "If you fail, you will stay, so where did your former teammates go?"

Orange: "Dead, some died at the beginning, and some died when they were almost successful."

Lu Weixing: "What about Xiao Zhao?"

A strange look appeared on Cheng Zi's face, and he said contemptuously, "He? He's just a person whose memory has been wiped out, no different from an NPC. Living here should be more suitable for him than outside."

The less you know, the happier you will be; the more you know, the more miserable you will be.

Chu Ling said, "What do you mean by losing your memory?"

Cheng Zi smiled: "It literally means that he has forgotten who he is, and he really thought he was imprisoned because of a puppy love. After a long time, he can't remember what he wants to go out, and he has completely become a puppet. , like a walking corpse."

"Maybe it's better to be dead than alive..." Chengzi, who was in deep pain, became confused. He raised his head and looked at Lu Weixing, as if telling them, or muttering to himself, "I'm too tired to live. I should have died a long time ago, why am I still alive..."

"Like him...like him..."

Cheng Zi kept repeating these words in his mouth, a tinge of red appeared on his pale face, his eyebrows were twisted into knots, and he staggered up from the bed, even the blue veins on his neck that were bulging due to excessive tension could be clearly seen Chu.

Seeing that the other party was about to fall to the ground, Chu Ling quickly went up to support him, Cheng Zi suddenly turned his head, his eyes were red, staring at him and said: "Tie me up, tie me up, after tonight you can Get out...no, don't!"

Before he finished speaking, Cheng Zi's voice suddenly changed, he began to tremble all over, shouted, and began to struggle violently, flapping his hands in the air, "Let go of me, don't kill me..."

"Please, don't kill me..."

The sharp nails scratched his cheeks, leaving three red marks. Chu Ling didn't avoid it at all, and directly pressed the man on the bed and wrapped him in the quilt. To prevent accidents, Lu Weixing tied him up with a rope Strong.

Good to arrange the oranges, Chu Ling just wanted to step back, but stopped for a moment when she raised her head, there seemed to be something in the gap in the corner?

He peeled off the bed sheet, only to see that the wall in the gap was scratched by nails, and there were densely written words such as get out, I want to go out, and I am human.

Lu Weixing also saw the handwriting, and said, "She is trying her best to remind herself."

"It will be over soon."

Looking at the girl who fell into madness on the bed, the originally bright situation suddenly fell into fog again, Chu Ling frowned and said, "How did this happen?"

Just as he was wondering, a familiar voice came from outside the door: "Today there is really stewed pig's trotters in the cafeteria, it's absolutely impossible, Xiao Chu, you are too good!"

Xiao Zhao pushed the door in with a lunch box. As soon as he entered the door, he saw the tightly bound oranges on the bed, and he froze in the corner. Said: "You, what do you two want to do!"

"Aren't you two a couple! What are you doing to Chengzi? Are you arguing? Jealous? Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, damn it, don't be impulsive, brother, if you have something to say..."

Lu Weixing interrupted coldly: "Shut up, we are just trying to appease her."

Chu Ling also continued: "Chengzi seems to have a mental problem... I have been trying to attack us, I have no choice but to do this, it is not what you think."

Hearing what Chu Ling said, Xiao Zhao realized that there were indeed three scratch marks on Chu Ling's right cheek from the cheek to the brow bone. He turned his head in astonishment, with a hint of doubt in his eyes: "Is she sick again?"

Lu Weixing: "Again?"

"Yes, she seems to have seizures a few times at regular intervals." Xiao Zhao nodded, stood not far from the bed, raised her head and stretched her chin and said, "But in the past, she would run out by herself, disappear for a while, and then reappear by herself. run back."

Chu Ling asked, "Do you know why?"

Xiao Zhao shook his head: "I don't know."

Chengzi on the bed was still trying to break free. In order to prevent her from struggling too much and spraining her muscles, Lu Wei directly took off the joints of her hands, so that she could only lie on her stomach and could not move.

Chu Ling who watched the whole process silently: "..."

The logic was so reasonable that he couldn't refute it.

They stayed with Chengzi all afternoon, and put the two beds together for convenience. As usual, Xiao Zhao went to bed early and fell asleep. Hearing the snoring sound coming from the opposite side, Chengzi's bed gradually returned to calm. Mumbling.

Chu Ling fumbled for a while, pulled the quilt over, and the two leaned against each other, whispering: "I always feel a little uneasy, I don't know if this last night can be passed safely."

Lu Weixing held the person's hands tightly under the quilt, and comforted him: "She may be the last one."

Recalling the look that Cheng Zi stared at him before, there was still a trace of firmness in the daze, panic, surprise, it should be one of the few times when she was sober, what was she thinking at that time?Does she know something else?

Chu Ling lowered her head, and quietly turned her head to look at the bed. It was very peaceful under the gray quilt. She must be really tired after tossing around all night.

As long as they get through tonight, they can really go out, but is it really that simple?

Sensing the thoughts of the people beside him, Lu Weixing said softly, "Don't be afraid, no matter what happens, I will be by your side for everything."

Hearing the whispers in his ears, his uneasy heart slowly calmed down. Chu Ling looked at the darkness and replied, "Thank you, Lu Weixing."

"tick, tick"

There was a sound of water dripping from above his head. When Chu Ling reached out his hand, he felt that his hand was sticky. When he retracted it, his palm turned out to be a puddle of mud. The wet mud almost turned into water slurry.

Leaking?But why is it water slurry?

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud "dang", and something seemed to fall from the roof.

Chu Ling: "The roof..."

The two quickly jumped off the bed. The coffin broke two beds and fell heavily on the ground. Lu Wei walked over and saw that it was actually a delicately carved golden nanmu coffin.

The coffin is seven feet three inches long, about 42 centimeters wide at the top, 35 centimeters high, and [-] centimeters wide at the bottom. Si Nan.

Some turbid liquid began to flow out slowly from the crack in the coffin. The light yellow liquid seeped into the ground, and there were a few white maggots churning in the liquid.

Following that, an extremely unpleasant and familiar smell rushed to the face, that is, the strong rancid smell of the biogas pond being blown up. Chu Ling frowned, covered her nose and said, "Why is there a coffin?"

"Let me see."

Lu Weixing put on his gloves, took out a special-shaped dagger, and cut open the coffin lid along the gap of glue wax.Almost at the same time, as soon as a small opening was opened in the coffin, thousands of different insects suddenly spewed out from that opening, including centipedes, millipedes, crickets, spiders, and many other insects whose names could not be named. out.

The bugs were not afraid of people at all, and rushed towards the two of them.

Without saying a word, Lu Weixing pulled off the quilt, took out the lighter and lit it, and threw it over.

"Crackling..." There was a scorching smell in the air, and the remaining bugs quickly retreated to both sides.

After another ten minutes or so, the worms in the coffin finally finished crawling.

If it was only bugs, Chu Ling wouldn't be surprised, but the problem is that these bugs are all strange gray-white, and he couldn't help but ask, "How can these bugs be this color?"

Lu Weixing looked at a pile of scorched bug corpses on the ground, walked over, grabbed a centipede that hadn't had time to crawl away, its back was shady, which was a sign of too much Yin, and said softly: "The coffin belongs to Yin, these bugs Absorbed too much Yin energy, fierce and irritable, wanting to attack anyone."

Suddenly, a flash of green flashed in front of his eyes, Chu Ling took a look and said, "There is a snake in the coffin!"

It looks like a bamboo leaf green, with a green body and a slender body less than five inches long. The strange thing is that there are circles of silver rings on the back, and a pair of snake pupils. It is staring at Lu Weixing, spitting scarlet. Snake Xinzi.

Lu Weixing held the small dagger with his backhand, and just about to get closer, the snake ran away with a "swoosh".

He moved to the side of the coffin with a sullen face, and as he got closer, the rancid smell became more intense, mixed with a bit of blood.

The coffin fell to the ground, half of the coffin lid was cracked, hanging precariously on it, Lu Weixing kicked off the coffin lid, and saw that the coffin was full of worms, and the pale yellow liquid bubbled up. Those dead bugs were a little swollen, and there was still a corpse soaked in the liquid. The intestines had been pierced, and the maggots kept crawling around inside.

"Where did the body come from?"

As soon as the words fell, the corpse suddenly opened its eyes and rushed out of the coffin.

"What's the sound? You don't sleep at night..." Xiao Zhao rubbed his eyes, got out of the quilt, and when he saw the coffin in the dormitory, his face paled with fright, and he said in horror: "Coffin, ah ah ah Ahhh, corpse, corpse, the corpse inside is up!"