escape death game

squeak-

The closed window was pushed open by something, and a shadow of a person was reflected on the wall... It was a woman hanging in the air with her neck tilted to one side.

Lin Qiao stood up abruptly, the dagger cut through the air, like a sharp arrow, firmly nailed to the window frame!

woo-

The wind blew the windows violently, and the curtains were lifted high, blocking Lin Qiao's sight.At that moment, the ghost outside the window suddenly jumped up and disappeared into the night.

Lin Qiao rushed to the window, outside there was still only the thick night that couldn't be dispelled, the mountains and forests lay in ambush in the night, and the branches swayed like ghostly shadows.

Suddenly, there was light falling obliquely from above. Lin Qiao looked up and saw a dim light lit up in a small window—but before he could see what was behind the window, the light suddenly went out.

—the lights were on upstairs, but there was only a locked attic upstairs, unoccupied for many years,

Lin Qiao frowned, and pulled out the short knife inserted between the window frame.

The corridor outside the house was silent, and everyone was asleep in the room.Not long after, a door was gently pushed open.

Lin Qiao left the room without a sound, and went straight to the stairs leading to the attic.

The candlesticks on both sides of the wall have been extinguished, and the corridor is completely dark, and the closer to the attic, the darkness becomes thicker, almost swallowing people.

squeak-

The sound of the door opening and closing sounded behind him. Lin Qiao thought it was his door being blown by the wind, but soon, he felt something was wrong.

There seemed to be someone staring at him in the darkness, his eyes were strange and gloomy, which made people feel chills down their backs.

Lin Qiao turned his head slowly, and saw an originally closed door at the end of the corridor open, and there was a vague black figure hiding behind the door, looking at him motionlessly——

That's Ma Jun's room.

Lin Qiao: "..."

He stared blankly at the shadow without any reaction.

A few seconds later, the shadow disappeared behind the door.The door also closed automatically without wind.

Lin Qiao turned his gaze away, continued to walk towards the attic, and finally came to the bottom of the stairs.

This place is more gloomy than any other part of the corridor. Standing in front of the steps, Lin Qiao couldn't even see the road ahead, he could only see a foggy darkness——after staying for a long time, he could even vaguely feel something The cold wind blows from above, like the breath of a female ghost sticking to the ear, without the warmth of a living person.

Lin Qiao stayed in front of the wooden steps for a few seconds, grabbing the dusty handrail.

creak.

The soles of the shoes creaked and creaked when they stepped on the old and dilapidated stairs.Lin Qiao stepped lightly, and slowly approached the empty attic

It was dark all around, and time seemed to stop passing.Lin Qiao didn't know how long he walked, maybe a few minutes, or a few ten minutes—he still couldn't get out of this staircase.

Lin Qiao stopped in his tracks.

creak.

Under the dark stairs, a footstep sounded again...not his.

Lin Qiao held his breath all of a sudden.

The thick night enveloped him, and he still couldn't see anything clearly.In the extreme darkness, he heard the footsteps approaching, from bottom to top, slowly approaching him...

A hand reached out from behind and grabbed his hand tightly.

In a crisis, people tend to take actions before they realize it, but Lin Qiao didn't move because he felt the familiar temperature of that hand.

"Is it fun to run here alone?"

The man said in a deep voice, and pulled him to his side, "Do you only feel happy when something happens?"

Lin Qiao didn't say a word.

Qin Fu: "Have you heard that? Don't say anything!"

Lin Qiao: "You are like my mother."

Qin Fu: "..."

He was so annoyed and funny by the young man, he wished he could teach him a lesson, but he couldn't bear it, so he hugged him in his arms and rubbed him indiscriminately.

Lin Qiao let him rub for a few seconds expressionlessly, then patted his hand away.

"Don't go out alone next time,"

Qin Fu said, "Tomorrow I will live with you and watch you every day."

Lin Qiao: "No."

"No, no, no."

Qin Fu held his hand tightly and led the people up, "What do you see here?"

He obviously has made up his mind and wants to change the subject.Lin Qiao wrote down this silently, and said, "I saw a light on it."

Qin Fu said: "That's not the reason why you can come here casually, what if something happens?"

Lin Qiao fell silent again.

Qin Fu had nothing to do with him, and the two came to the locked door of the attic together.Qin Fu took out a candle and lit a match.

The flickering candle light illuminated a small space. Lin Qiao looked at Qin Fu's face and asked, "Where did this candle come from?"

Qin Fu: "It was pried off the wall."

Lin Qiao let out an "oh", dialed the lock on the door, and picked it open casually.

The door of the attic opened with a "squeak". Qin Fu walked in first holding a candle, and found that it was a room that had been abandoned for a long time.

The furnishing of the room is very simple, only a big crimson bed, a dresser and a large wardrobe.There was dust everywhere, and there was a stale smell in the air.

The room was not big, so Qin Fu walked around the bed a few times and said, "There are no candles here."

The absence of candles and the fact that the door was locked from the outside meant that it was impossible to light up here.Lin Qiao came to the only window, pushed the small window, and found that it was locked.

"I can't be wrong,"

He said, "There was a ghost just now, and it came here."

Qin Fu: "What, have you run into a ghost?"

Lin Qiao: "..."

Qin Fu frowned slightly: "It's too stupid, I really want to look after you in the future."

Lin Qiao: "No."

"invalid objection."

Lin Qiao turned his head and walked away.

Qin Fu immediately followed, and the two came to the bedside.Qin Fu looked at Lin Qiao and wanted to say something, but Lin Qiao accidentally kicked something and bent down to pick it up from under the bed.

It was a broken photo frame with half a photo embedded in it, which had been blurred by dust.

Lin Qiao casually wiped off the dust on the photo with a sheet, and found that it was a black and white photo of a handsome man.The man's clothes are gorgeous, and it can be seen that his status is noble and he is not an ordinary person.

Qin Fu said: "Could this be Earl T?"

Lin Qiao: "I don't know."

He took the photo out of the frame and stuffed it into Qin Fu's pocket.

Just as the two were about to search for other places in the house, footsteps suddenly sounded outside, which meant that someone was approaching here.

Qin Fu immediately blew out the candles, and dragged Lin Qiao into hiding where he could hide - the closet.

The closet was huge, but it was filled with women's gorgeous and old dresses, and it was difficult to hide two men.Lin Qiao hid well at first, but not long after, he found himself held in Qin Fu's arms again.

"do not move,"

Sensing that the young man was about to struggle, Qin Fu whispered and hugged him even tighter, "Look outside, someone is coming."

Lin Qiao: "..."

Through the narrow gap in the closet, he indeed saw a woman walking into the room holding a candlestick. Under the faint candlelight, the woman's face was as pale as a ghost.

That's... the Countess.

Lin Qiao thought it would be a female ghost or a housekeeper, but unexpectedly it was the countess.She was wearing a snow-white nightgown, her long blond hair was coiled up loosely, and she had obviously just woken up.

However, the Countess's room is on the second floor, why did she suddenly come to the attic...

Lin Qiao and Qin Fu looked at each other, and both of them had this doubt.

Outside the closet, the countess wandered around like a ghost for several times. She didn't seem to find Lin Qiao and Qin Fu who were hiding, but she didn't intend to leave either.

As time passed by, Lin Qiao never moved his position. Leaning in Qin Fu's arms, he could feel the man's strong heartbeat and firm muscles, as well as the warm breath that tightly wrapped him.

Lin Qiao lowered his eyelashes, feeling a little sleepy.

The young man's small actions did not escape Qin Fu's eyes. He adjusted his posture calmly so that the other party could lie down more comfortably.

The distance between the two drew closer again, and a few strands of Lin Qiao's hair fell on Qin Fu's face, itching slightly.Qin Fu stared at Lin Qiao for a while, and suddenly an idea came to his mind.

Hugs are hugged, it should be possible to kiss.

He has always been a person who does what he thinks and never regrets, so as soon as this idea came up, he lowered his head and kissed Lin Qiao's face.

Lin Qiao: "..."

Without saying a word, Lin Qiao drew out the dagger from his waist.

Qin Fu: "!!"

He pressed Lin Qiao's hand, and pressed back the unsheathed dagger.

The two fought silently in the closet, and the countess outside didn't notice it. She seemed to have finally turned around and walked out of the house——

Click.

At that moment, Lin Qiao's elbow suddenly touched an inexplicable bump in the closet, making a slight sound.

The countess turned her head abruptly, her eyes flashed fiercely, and rushed to the wardrobe in two or three steps, and opened the wardrobe——

There are only old dresses inside, that's all.

"..."

The countess was silent for a while, closed the wardrobe door, and left the dark room.

at the same time--

Lin Qiao fell from the sky, was hugged tightly by Qin Fu, and fell on a sofa together.

puff!

Dust billowed up all over the sky, choking Lin Qiao to cough again and again.Qin Fu quickly pulled him up and patted him on the back.

"Cough cough cough-"

When he finally recovered, Lin Qiao shook off Qin Fu's hand and said coldly, "Go away."

"It was my fault,"

Qin Fu apologized proficiently, "I shouldn't have kissed you, don't be angry, okay?"

Lin Qiao turned his face away and walked away.

Qin Fu followed closely behind him, looking at the place they fell into.

Here is a long-abandoned room with a cobweb-grown fireplace and an old sofa.Lying on the musty wooden floor was half a stump, which was the palm of a woman, and had been eaten by maggots to the point where only a little flesh remained.

There was nothing else here except these. Qin Fu walked to the door and opened the door, only to find a dark corridor outside.

"I don't know where this is in the mansion,"

He looked back at Lin Qiao and said, "Do you want to go out...Lin Qiao?"

Lin Qiao didn't respond to Qin Fu, he stood by the sofa, motionless.

Qin Fu: "Lin Qiao...Lin Qiao!"

"..."

——In Lin Qiao's eyes, a woman covered in blood stood by the fireplace, staring at him with bloody eyes.

He heard the sound of a burning fireplace and saw a man struggling in the fireplace.The fire consumed the man's rich clothes and charred his skin black.His face was ferocious and distorted, like a hellish ghost, howling heart-piercingly.

Both eyes seemed to be stabbed by something sharp, and the pain absorbed all of Lin Qiao's mind.At that moment, the world was spinning in front of his eyes, and all the pictures flashed like a kaleidoscope—black and white were reversed, demons danced wildly, and his world collapsed in an instant.

Lin Qiao bent down in pain, and amidst Qin Fu's hasty shout... fell into darkness.