It's almost like I'm a fairy

Amazing... everyone?

Very good, now Qi Tianhe can be sure that the two of them are not talking about the same thing.

He didn't know what was misunderstood, and he didn't bother to explain, son, seven-day scripture, not to mention... Naturally, it is impossible to spread these things widely.

"I just don't want to part with those five seedlings."

The parrot's voice sounded from his head, directly analyzing Qi Tianhe's psychology.

After being exposed, Qi Tianhe's face remained unchanged, and he glanced at He Menglin: "Everyone takes what they need."

He can probably figure out what the other party wants to do, free players to form alliances or guilds, etc. As for old age, he wants to provide five insurances and one gold to attract more players to join.

It is not harmful to him if this project can grow bigger. Qi Tianhe disdains empty-handed white wolves, and is ready to help future members of the organization within the scope of his ability. Out of a hundred people, there is always one person who is grateful... It can be saved for a new round of selection in the future.

His attitude is very casual, and he still doesn't believe that there will be much development in essence. After all, he is a newcomer and he is not very convinced.

The most important thing right now is to improve your strength.

"Strength..." Qi Tianhe murmured.

Without strength, everything is nonsense.

Closing his eyes, he quoted some scriptures and told Parrot a few stories about Hexi in the past 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi. Finally, he concluded: "There is not much time left for us, you have to practice hard, and we will definitely have a place in the future games!"

Parrot: "..." It is also a skill to eat soft rice so passionately.

Qi Tianhe stopped communicating with it, and suddenly looked at He Menglin: "From which link did you infer that the character you need to play is not at peace with Mu Qiang?"

"There are torn sketches in the trash can." He Menglin shrugged: "There is not even a pen in this room. Later I found out that there are many paintings in Mu Qiang's room."

Shredding other people's works is the most direct way of venting violence.

He Menglin took out a pile of fragments from the cabinet, which could be said to be completely broken, and said bluntly: "It is impossible to restore it. I have tried, and there is not only one work in it."

Qi Tianhe didn't hesitate to stop trying to piece together.

"Where did you find the pills?"

He Menglin: "Feng Jun found it in the floor gap in the blind corner of the bathroom when he died."

Hearing this, Qi Tianhe frowned in surprise. He didn't expect such details to be picked out by others. He really couldn't easily underestimate any player.

He Menglin watched him wandering around the house, and couldn't help but said, "What are you looking for? I can help."

Qi Tianhe shook his head: "No need."

To put it bluntly, He Menglin's reconnaissance skills are comparable to search and rescue dogs, and it is estimated that there are not many details left behind. The role of these things in the room should only be to imply that the player needs to get out of the character design.

While talking, he stared at the calendar on the table for two more seconds, and then specifically called up the history of the projection playback.Just the day before they entered the copy, the original owner was still watching a movie.

He Menglin has completely recovered at this moment, and joked: "It seems that everyone has lost their memory when they wake up."

I don't remember where I came from, why I have to act as a character in an isolated island.

Sighing, he was about to go downstairs. He had just encountered a life-and-death crisis. Now he just wanted to go to a crowded place. Before leaving, he hesitated: "Do you still want to go to the edge of the cliff?"

Qi Tianhe: "It's unnecessary, the risk factor is too great."

Violating the rules was targeted by the murderer, and running around was courting death.

The two walked to the door together, and He Menglin asked Tianhe before going down the stairs: "From your point of view, how difficult is the B-level dungeon?"

He Menglin thought for a while and commented, "Above average."

After all, he is an old player with enough experience: "The strength of the murderer can only be regarded as average. If the difficulty of the dungeon is not concentrated on the murderer, the point of cracking must be in the background of the story."

This is also the main reason why Gu Gu and others are unwilling to complete the highest survival goal. There are too many uncertainties in exploring the background of the story, and it is easier to trigger the death condition.

When Qi Tianhe heard this, the corners of his mouth slightly lifted, as if he was quite happy.

He didn't go downstairs with He Menglin, nor went back to his room, Qi Tianhe wandered back and forth in the corridor alone.

In the silent corridor, it seemed that danger would emerge from the crack in the wall in the next moment.

Parrot: "Don't hang around for too long."

The aisle is not spacious, and it is difficult to hide in a sudden crisis.

Qi Tianhe tapped on the wall from time to time to check whether the wall was solid, and after a while he began to measure the distance between rooms.

The innermost room belonged to Feng Jun, and there was a large gap further ahead. If it weren't for the two dense potted plants, the distance would have seemed rather abrupt.

Qi Tianhe removed the potted plant and put his hand on the wall. As soon as the cold touch was fed back to his palm, there was a sudden stabbing pain in his mind. In an instant, the whole world was spinning and he couldn't even stand still.Countless scattered details are like carving knives being forcibly pierced through the skin and stuffed into the bones.

It didn't take long to calm down, and the world turned upside down again.

It's just that this time it's not Qi Tianhe's physical problem, but the corridor on the second floor. The potted plants are shaking wildly, and there are sounds of objects falling from the rooms on both sides.

Downstairs, He Menglin was washing wild fruits when he felt the movement of the villa and his expression changed: "Earthquake?!"

Find a place to hide in the first place.

The shock did not last long, and after five or six minutes, the world returned to calm.

Gu Gu was unlucky, he was injured by the statue that fell from the cabinet, and he "teared" while gasping for air: "Is there a possibility of being ravaged in this dungeon?"

He Menglin didn't speak, but looked upstairs, feeling that the 'earthquake' was related to Qi Tianhe.

The second floor.

The smooth wall behind the potted plant seemed to be magical at this moment, and another door appeared.

Qi Tianhe smiled slightly: "Do you know who the murderer is?"

The parrot's work and rest time is very irregular, and it can get up and sleep more than ten times a day: "I haven't studied it."

It's just a B-level dungeon, it has no interest in participating at all.

"It's me, me."

The parrot appeared out of nowhere and put its paw on his forehead.

It's not hot, which means it's not a fever... The parrot is barely interested.

"Arranging the clues obtained so far, we can construct such a picture: six people living on an isolated island suddenly can't remember who they are when they wake up, and in this sealed environment, there is an extra murderer .”

Qi Tianhe opened the door in front of him, the curtains inside were drawn, and a dark, damp and cold breath came over his face.

"Speaking of which, the pills He Menglin found helped me a lot."

He looked down at the white foam just stained on his fingertips: "This medicine is mainly aimed at mental illnesses, and relieves symptoms such as anxiety and insomnia. The medicine cannot belong to Feng Jun, so it can only be dropped by the murderer unintentionally."

For some reason, there was an emotion that seemed to be a smile but not a smile in the parrot's black beans eyes.

Qi Tianhe tidied up the messy books on the table slowly, opened the drawer and found a diary.

There are no dates, weather, or events, just the repeated words written by the diary owner in a state of venting: I hate them!

"From Feng Jun's death method and scaring Mu Qiang, it can be seen that the murderer loves to torture people mentally, but later found that the efficiency was too slow, so he changed to a more pure method."

From the very beginning, he felt that something was wrong. If it was a man-made murder, a gas explosion could destroy the group. Why bother?

"These unreasonable details, applied under one premise, make sense." Qi Tianhe put down his diary: "Schizophrenia. It seems to be a massacre of a murderer, but in fact it is the main personality that is destroying the sub-personality."

Each player plays a personality, and the killer is the main personality.

This is a dangerous and bold approach, using hypnosis to create an environment that is conducive to the main personality, and then let him kill other personalities one by one to achieve the purpose of treatment.

Therefore, the murderer must choose a sufficiently intuitive method to let the sub-personality clearly know that he is dead, so that this personality can be completely annihilated.

As soon as the topic changed, Qi Tianhe suddenly looked at the parrot: "This dungeon was specially chosen for me by you."

The tone is quite firm.

The psychological and spiritual fields are what he is best at. For any player, it is basically impossible to get a glimpse of everything from a small pill.

The parrot moved its paws in boredom.

"You can intervene in the dungeon selection," Qi Tianhe narrowed his eyes: "What are you?"

The parrot stopped moving, and the usually cute black bean eyes lost their agility. The indifferent voice seemed to come from a very far away place: "You are too weak. Now that you know the truth, you will only be frightened and lose your fighting spirit."

"I have seen no matter how terrifying the heart is." Qi Tianhe disapproved, and walked slowly to the window: "Nothing can scare me, just like the sun will appear after the worst weather."

Yu Bi pulled open the curtains, ready to let the sunlight in.

The window was open, and there was a person squatting on it at some point, staring at him with overly black and white eyes.

Everything came unexpectedly.

"!!!"

When Qi Tianhe came to his senses, the person had retreated a few meters away, trying to cover his whole body with the petite parrot, his heart skipped a beat in fright.

Parrot:"……"

The brain has calmed down, but the body has not yet calmed down, Qi Tianhe's fingers trembled slightly.

While pressing the acupuncture points on his hand, he stared sideways at the murderer who appeared for the third time in a day, delaying time: "A coward is a coward. Even if the doctor creates the best conditions for you, so far, only one person has been killed."

"Shut up!" The other party was irritated and leaned forward, like a beast that would pounce on him at any time.

The main character repelled seeing this room, he hated everything here very much, even with a mask on, he could feel the muscles on his face tense.

Qi Tianhe smiled instead: "Are you curious why the room belonging to you reappeared? Because I remembered that there were seven people living in this villa."

A master personality and his six personalities.

However, under the intervention of the psychiatrist, other personalities temporarily forgot all this, and the environment of the villa also changed.

The protagonist couldn't listen anymore, took out a wrench and rushed over, but the speed was much slower than before.

Qi Tianhe dodged easily, and was able to talk to him with his hands behind his back: "The hint of the murderer made us subconsciously fear you, and your power also comes from here."

When the wrench was swiped, a gust of wind brushed across his face, Qi Tianhe shook his head: "It is said that I have already remembered how cowardly, inferior, and pitiful you are...you are completely incapable of subduing me like this."

"Shut up! I said shut up!"

"Tsk tsk, could this be the rumored incompetent rage?" Qi Tianhe never forgot to provoke him: "Do you feel ashamed? There are six personalities, and there is a mutual crush relationship between the secondary personalities. It can be seen how narcissistic you are!"

The murderer waved his arms messily and attacked, Qi Tianhe was able to dodge with ease, he had practiced Sanda himself, but he didn't directly overturn the opponent.

"I killed Feng Jun because I saw that his personality was very different from before, and I was worried that he would remember, right?"

The murderer's eyes were tearing open, and there was only one thought in his mind: kill him!Kill this bitch!

Qi Tianhe downplayed it, but the words that came out of his mouth seemed to be poisoned: "I don't have any brains at all. I think your surname should be Mei, so you should be called Mei Brain, Mei Brain, Mei Brain, Mei Brain..."

I repeated it dozens of times, and I still didn't forget to make a face.

"Bitch! My name is Zhao Chengjun, not Mei Brain!"

The main character was forced to yell loudly.

Almost at the same time, another name appeared on the outside door: Zhao Chengjun.

Arranged in vertical rows, the names written in vermilion paint are just like the other guest rooms in the corridor.

[Congratulations to the player 'Qi Tianhe' for completing the highest survival goal and successfully seeing through the true face of the murderer.

Reward: game currency*80

Please choose one of wealth, lifespan, status..., perform reward settlement, and recommend the preferred lifespan. ]

Qi Tianhe's gaze changed, and he adopted the game's suggestion: "Life."

[Reward: Lifespan is 60 days, credited immediately. ]

[Teleport in five seconds... five, four, three...]

With only the last second left, Qi Tianhe stopped dealing with the main character. Seeing that the wrench was only a few centimeters away from his head, a glint of complacency flashed in the main character's eyes. He imagined the other party's head was bleeding, but he was still not happy for 0.001 seconds. The strength in his hands was removed by a mysterious force, and at the same time, Qi Tianhe's figure gradually faded.

"Goodbye, May Brain."

Under the shocked eyes of the main character, Qi Tianhe waved his hand, not forgetting to stimulate him at the end.

·

The weather cleared up after the rain.

After being out of the game for several days, Qi Tianhe reopened for business.

Except for another new shoot sprouting from the vegetation on the window sill, nothing seemed to have changed.

The phone rang suddenly, it was from the front desk.

"Doctor Qi, a guest wants to see you, but there is no appointment."

Qi Tianhe looked at the time, there will be a patient half an hour later: "Give him a business card and ask him to come next time."

"He said his name was He Menglin, and he also said..."

Qi Tianhe's eyes changed slightly: "Let him come up."

He Menglin lost weight, knocked on the door and got permission before coming in.

Qi Tianhe: "Please sit down."

Poured him a cup of tea, "How did you find it?"

He Menglin: "You are very famous in this circle."

Qi Tianhe smiled and asked what happened to the dungeon after he left.He Menglin warmed his hands with tea, and said with a wry smile: "We suddenly received a mission notification. Some players have successfully identified the murderer, and the rest must stay in the dungeon for seven days."

Qi Tianhe was stunned: "I thought the matter would come to an end."

He Menglin shook his head: "Not long after you left, a lunatic rushed over from nowhere. It seemed that he was greatly stimulated and was subdued by our joint efforts. Later, Shen Chan found an extra room on the second floor, and found some clues from it. Probably out."

I didn't mention the specific details. He Menglin came here today with other purposes: "As for the organization to be established, it's true to be low-key, but it must have a name, and it will be more formal when recruiting people into the group."

I didn't expect that he was really thinking about it.

Qi Tianhe was silent for a while, got up and walked to the window... If you say the biggest change after entering and exiting the game, it is that he has practiced the "Seven Days Classic", and it is difficult to have a night life.

But life still has to go on, it's impossible to hold a negative attitude blindly, staring at the sun that just came out in the sky, he said softly: "Let's say the sun never sets."