Run with the ball in an escape game

Jing Huan sat on the balcony of the paper house. He summoned a beautiful brown solid wood square table, a cushioned chair, and a row of lush potted plants. He arranged the balcony beautifully, and then called out another Set of purple sand tea sets.

He hummed two notes happily, raised his hand gracefully to pick up the purple clay teapot, and poured bubbling iced cola from it.

Picking up the teacup and taking a sip, he felt the cold and irritating liquid flow down his throat, recalling Ying Mutian's face that almost turned green when he left the dungeon, he was really happy.

A burst of thick black mist slowly appeared around Jing Huan, getting thicker and thicker, slowly showing the shape of a little baby.

"whee."

The chilling laughter rang out on the balcony, causing the surrounding temperature to drop several degrees. Ordinary people would probably feel their legs trembling immediately when they saw this scene.

Jing Huan's good mood was not affected at all, and he even smiled.

"Mengmeng, are you happy too?"

He put down the teacup and stretched out his hand, black Yin Qi wrapped around his fingers, and the shadow of the little baby floated over, hugging his hand and rubbing it attached.

"Good boy." Jing Huan stretched out his finger and patted the baby's head weakly, in exchange for a more pleasant "giggle" laugh.

As the gestation time got longer and longer, his daughter could gradually separate from her body and float around.Jing Huan would not let her out during the dungeon. Like the real fetus, the unborn ghost fetus is the most wanted material of some outside sects and evil ways, and has many special uses.It is also a great tonic for ghosts.

Although his own child can hang and beat ordinary small characters even if he is not born, Jing Huan still does not want her to be in danger.

Mengmeng fluttered left and right in the air, and looked curiously at the teacup Jing Huan had just taken a sip from.

Jing Huan smiled softly: "Want to drink? Children don't drink this."

As he was speaking, Mengmeng, who was still a black shadow, grinned.

This scene is extremely horrifying, probably because there is a gap in the head of the black shadow, two rows of sharp white teeth are directly exposed, and the black basin bites the whole teacup with a big mouth.

"Hey, no." Jing Huan swiftly took the teacup away, Mengmeng bit it empty, closed her mouth and turned her head to face her father.

"Oh." She let out a pitiful cry.

Jing Huan had no choice but to touch her head with his finger and said, "Well, next time you meet your father, you can secretly bite him."

The yin energy on Ghost King's body is very strong, absolutely perfect...baby milk powder.

"Hey!" Mengmeng called out happily, just as she was about to rub her father, a voice suddenly sounded outside the window.

"Ah! It's the boss! I've been looking for you for a long time, boss!"

Mengmeng instantly turned into an afterimage and entered Jing Huan's body, but disappeared.

"This child is a little shy." Jing Huan murmured worriedly, got up to look for the source of the sound, and saw Song Tong who was waving excitedly on a small path under the balcony.

His dormitory is somewhat similar to a single bungalow. Looking out from the balcony, you can see countless similar houses spread out on the flat ground without seeing the edge.

There is a small road connecting the middle of the house, and it seems that it can go down.

Jing Huan has no desire to explore the scenery outside which looks like a copy and paste, and in addition to rushing to continue customs clearance and rest, he has never gone out at all.

"How did you get out?" He asked standing on the balcony. There is only one door in this dormitory, and if I remember correctly, that door is used to go to the next level.

Song Tong shouted: "As long as you think about going out in your mind, open the door and you will be outside!"

Hearing this, Jing Huan returned to the room, opened the door, and was facing the green grass outside.

It's really interesting, you can summon the desired items by relying on consciousness, and you can also switch the mode of the door.

Song Tong ran over excitedly, and started yelling as soon as he got close: "Big brother! I've been looking for you for more than a day!"

Jing Huan looked at him: "...you are, little fat."

Song Tong's face fell down: "My name is Song Tong, big brother! I'm not Xiaopang!"

"What are you looking for me for?"

"I want to try to continue to pass the level with you!"

Jing Huan recalled: "I remember that players are randomly assigned to enter the dungeon."

Song Tong nodded: "That's true, but my neighbor told me that if we enter the instance at the same time, and we have the same number of clearance times, it will be easier to be separated together!"

This thing is quite like a game for team matching, but...

"I've passed the second copy."

Song Tong's expression was sluggish. He thought that everyone was in the same rank when playing games together, but he just fell asleep, and when he woke up, his teammates' ranks were not equal to his own.

"How is this possible! Boss, did you go directly to the next dungeon without taking a break!? And you cleared the level so quickly?"

Jing Huan nodded: "However, the time flow of the dungeon and the dormitory still seem to be different. It took me nearly two days to pass the second dungeon."

Song Tong covered his face in pain: "The boss is indeed a boss, but... if there is only one copy, we can still share it together. Why don't you try? There are two hours left and I have enough rest for 48 hours. Do you want to go together? ?”

As he was speaking, he suddenly remembered that the big brother was a miraculous pregnant woman, and scratched his head embarrassedly: "Ah... Do you want to rest for a while, big brother?"

"Row."

"Hey? You agreed!?" Song Tong was instantly refreshed.

Jing Huan raised his eyes and looked around, seeing exactly the same scenery, no weather changes, no danger, and no familiar people.

"It's so boring here."

Song Tong cheered: "Good! Boss, you really are a super nice person! You're such a nice guy!"

Jing Huan stared at him like an idiot, until he gradually calmed down from being elated, and stood there awkwardly.

"Let's go."

"Hey? The boss is leaving? I haven't..."

"There's only one more hour left."

Jing Huan turned around and walked into the room, Song Tong immediately followed with his chubby legs, his hands kept busy while walking.

First, he hurriedly summoned two chicken legs and devoured them, then made a cup of milk tea, and then summoned a wet towel to wipe his face and hands.

"Wash your face, please let me and the boss share the same copy, please please!"

Jing Huan looked funny, stretched out his hand and opened the door.

This time, the door was filled with white light.Listening to Song Tong's thoughts, he stepped into the light.

I don't know if I will meet that guy Ying Mutian this time, and I was pissed off by him once, so I probably won't pass this level...

The white light gradually receded, and a new scene around him emerged.

Jing Huan stepped on the solid soil, and looked at the rolling green hills. The mountain wind blew the skin with the fragrance of green grass, and the scenery was very good.

Bow your head, there is a mountain road winding down at your feet, leading to a small village in the valley below.

"Wow! Boss! We really entered the same instance!"

Excited shouts came from behind, Jing Huan turned around, and saw that Song Tong had changed into a mountaineering suit and was standing there with a big package on his back.

Apart from Song Tong, there is no one else here.

"En." Jing Huan replied with a cold voice.

Song Tong's passion was mostly frozen, which was a bit strange.

Why does the boss seem a little unhappy?But it doesn't matter, if you can get a level with the boss, you will earn money!

Jing Huan ignored the silly chubby who was getting excited again, and looked down at the village below.

This mountain village is really too remote, surrounded by rolling mountains, and there is only one road that can accommodate three people walking side by side to connect with the outside world.

But the strange thing is that the houses of the villagers that can be vaguely seen below are not dilapidated adobe brick houses, but newly built small white brick bungalows with a solid cement floor in front of the houses. This is definitely not what a normal small village in a valley should be Some look.

"Wow, this village is so strange! It looks like it has some money, but it's in a mountain..."

If it is strange, there must be something strange, Jing Huan looked at his attire, which was also a mountaineering suit, with a satchel on his waist.He opened the bag and looked through it. There was a quick-drying suit, some dry food and a small medical bag.

The color of the satchel was not too green, and the soil was so dusty, he zippered it up in disgust, turned around and started walking down the small mountain path.

"Hey!? Boss, let's go straight down?"

"Wow, this is the standard beginning of a horror movie, right? We are also standard death-killing characters. The protagonist group and others entered the deep mountain and saw a mysterious village, and then ran down with curiosity and courage, and the group m..."

Jing Huan directly turned his head and glanced at the knife, successfully making people shut up.

The road leading to the village is a bit rough, and the roads have collapsed and broken in many places, so we can only carefully grasp some obstacles on the slope and walk down a little bit.

In this way, the person must squat down and extend his legs.

It is quite easy for normal people to do squats, but it is a little difficult for pregnant women. Even though Jing Huan's pregnancy is not as troublesome as ordinary women, the belly is still there.

After encountering obstacles in squatting several times, Jing Huan stood on a slightly protruding stone with a cold face.

Song Tong saw the opportunity to perform, and immediately said: "Boss! How can I help you? I have great strength, and you don't look fat. I can hug you a little..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Jing Huan gave him a graceful and unrestrained back view.

"Fuck!? Jump off a cliff!?"

Song Tong sprawled on the ground in a hurry and looked around. He saw Jing Huan, who was as light as a swallow, stepping on the steep slope and sliding down with smoke and rolling stones. Occasionally, he could run two steps on the steep cliff when encountering obstacles.

Song Tong opened his mouth wide, and in his heart promoted Jing Huan's position from being a big boss to being a god.

Of course, Jing Huanyuan was not as relaxed as he looked, the branches that passed by from time to time hurt a little, and the messy slope under his feet made it difficult for him to control his body.

If he didn't dodge in time, he would definitely fall hard.

but……

Jing Huan's soft, shattered hair was blown backwards. He looked at the scene in front of him, his heart beat faster, and an excited smile appeared on his face.

But exciting and interesting!

"Crash!"

A series of gravel and dross rolled down on the ground, Jing Huan stepped on the solid ground, rushed forward two steps and almost plunged into the bushes.

His feet were numb and aching from the shock. He stepped on them, supported the tree trunk beside him, took off his shoes and began to shake off the sand inside.After being tossed so hard by him, a layer of the bottom of the sturdy hiking shoes was worn away.

More than ten minutes later, Song Tong was out of breath and went down the slope to the ground in embarrassment. When he looked up, he saw the boss resting against the tree trunk with his eyes closed.

This action posture, just like the one we met in the first copy, calmly and calmly grasps the overall situation.

"I... I really didn't expect you to be crazy, so tall! You dare to rush down directly!" Song Tong looked back again, and it was even more spectacular from the bottom. The tens of meters high hillside seemed to be able to build to heaven.

Jing Huan opened his eyes: "Could it be, do you think I'm stable?"

steady?

When Song Tong thought about it, it didn't seem quite right. This big guy really didn't like to talk and behave very much, but in fact, the word behavior and prudence had nothing to do with it.

If you have a little guess, go face-to-face with Ms. Cheng, who may be the boss, and pick out the maid's words. When you encounter a group of ghosts, you will directly burn the house with oil lamps, and finally directly burn important props.

How stable is this! ?Not only is it unstable, but it can also be said to be crazy from the beginning to the end.

As for the first impression that such a big guy who is a bit crazy in his bones will give people a calm, stable and cool first impression...

Song Tong looked up, saw Jing Huan looking around, and yawned uninterestedly.

"It's nothing interesting, let's go and see if there is any place to rest in the village."

Having this first impression is purely because the boss is not interested in most things and people, and you are always tired easily when you are pregnant!

Song Tong finally came to a conclusion in his heart, and quickly followed with his backpack on his back.

To reach the village, you first have to pass through a dense grove.The branches here are vertical and horizontal, and the dense green leaves cover the top of the head, blocking most of the sunlight.

It is really not easy to pass through this dense forest with a human body, and if you are not careful, you will be scratched by sharp branches.

Jing Huan pushed aside the branches to observe the surrounding situation.

The vegetation is too dense, there are no well-built conspicuous roads in the forest, the ground is rough, and the outermost circle is all high mountains.This place is like a monster with its mouth open to the sky. It is easy to get in, but difficult to get out.

The difficulty of this dungeon should have increased a bit, so we must be cautious.

The two walked hard for more than half an hour in the dense forest before finally reaching the end of the forest.

After pulling away the last layer of branches, the scene in front of me suddenly became clear.First of all, there is a clean white gravel road next to it, and along the gravel road is a patchwork of small bungalows.

These bungalows are painted with white wall paint, and there is a small yard outside, with vegetables and fruits carefully planted by the owner.

"Wang! Wang Wang!"

In the village came the sound of dogs barking and chickens crowing, and smoke rising from cooking.They stood on the outskirts of the village, with the sun shining under their feet.

Song Tong was shocked and said: "It's completely peaceful here!"

Jing Huan squatted down and touched the ground, then picked a melon vine leaf next to it and smelled it.The gravel ground is slightly hot from the sun, and the leaves of melon vines exude the fragrance of plants.

There's nothing wrong with it, it shouldn't be something fake.

Song Tong spoke in a deep tone from the side again: "But the more glamorous and beautiful the surface looks, the more terrifying the hidden darkness is! Maybe after night, this will be a murderous village. I have already thought about the settings , What kind of cannibal village, werewolf killing village, population trading village..."

Jing Huan's voice was icy: "If you are right, you are a crow's mouth, and I will destroy you humanely immediately. If you are wrong, then your mouth is too broken, and you will also go away and fend for yourself."

Song Tong: "Hey, but I feel uncomfortable if I don't talk..."

Jing Huan raised his finger and pointed to the grove, motioning him to get away quickly.

Song Tong quickly made a movement to zip up his mouth. Compared with the discomfort of not being able to speak, his thighs and his life were more important.

The two walked on the gravel road and began to prepare to enter the village. Before entering the village, Jing Huan took out a small knife from his backpack and tied it to his thigh. Song Tong followed suit and got ready.

After walking vigilantly for a few meters, an old woman suddenly appeared from a small bungalow directly in front of her, holding a broom in her hand.

The two were immediately wary, but the old woman showed a friendly smile on her wrinkled face.

"Oh? A face I've never seen before... Oh! You are the guests who said they would be here before!" The old woman opened and closed her toothless mouth, raised a finger in surprise, and then turned tremblingly Call in the direction of the village.

"Hey! There are guests coming!"

"Mom, what are you calling!?" The window of the bungalow opened, a middle-aged man poked his head out, and was stunned when he saw Jing Huan and Song Tong's outfits.

"It's really a guest, the person who said he wanted to experience life in the village, right?" He said, quickly closed the window and ran out from the main entrance.While running, he shouted to the village: "Hey, someone is here! Where's Lao Qi!? Come out to receive him!"

The man's voice was loud enough that most of the village probably heard the roar, and people in other bungalows immediately opened the doors and windows curiously.

Jing Huan and Song Tong were speechless, they didn't want to attract so much attention at all.

The old woman walked up to the two of them first, smiling so that the creases on her face became wavy.

She said unclearly: "Oh, hello, hello, welcome to our Goushan Village! Our village chief hasn't come out yet, so you may have to wait."

Jing Huan lowered his head and looked at the stooped old woman for two seconds, then politely replied: "Thank you."

It turns out that big brother, you will be friendly to others! ?

Song Tong was surprised, but he also knew why Jing Huan did this.Although this is a horror game, the villagers have not behaved excessively so far.Then they naturally have to be friendly, at least they can't make enemies for themselves when they first come.

Song Tong immediately responded to the old woman with a smile: "Hello grandma, your village is so beautiful."

Another young man also came over, and when he heard his words, his swarthy face showed a proud expression: "Of course! Our village is more beautiful than the villages outside."

Jing Huan immediately asked: "May I ask, how did your village build up so beautifully? The villages outside are very dilapidated. Looking at the terrain, it's a bit difficult to get the materials here."

The young man didn't feel offended, and replied happily: "I knew you would wonder how our village can build a big house. It's because a college student came out of our village! He made a lot of money outside. This is what he gave us. The village was built. As for the road, two years ago there was a cave connected to the wide road outside, but it was buried by a landslide, and it is what it is now."

"It turned out to be like this, really filial piety." Jing Huan boasted.

The young man was proud: "That's right, he is the son of the village head. Oh, Lao Qi is here! He is our village head."

Jing Huan raised his eyes and saw a middle-aged man in his fifties walking out of the village quickly.He was wearing a very plain coat, with a plain smile on his face, and he introduced himself as soon as he met.

"Hello everyone! I am the head of this village, Qi Xingbang, you can just call me Lao Qi." He held Jing Huan's hand enthusiastically.

Jing Huan also smiled back and said, "Hello, my name is Jing Huan, and this is Song Tong next to me."

"Hey, hey, hello, both of you! Welcome to our Goushan Village as a guest. Oh, you too, you came here suddenly without saying hello, we are still preparing the meal, come in and please sit down!"

Village head Qi was so enthusiastic that he pulled the two of them and was about to walk into the village, but before he even lifted his feet, he suddenly remembered something.

"Huh? Are there only two? I remember that other people also said they would come."

Jing Huan replied, "They should be behind."

Before the words were finished, several figures appeared from the edge of the dense forest in the other direction, looking over with some vigilance.

"Here, they're here." Jing Huan looked at them.

The village chief immediately went forward to greet the group of people to come over.

Jing Huan stood on the spot and observed. This time, seven people came in one breath, four women and three men. Most of them were ordinary-looking players, and only one was quite special.

Tall, with a strand of red hair streaked across his head, he was extremely good-looking.

Song Tong said from the side: "Wow, that man with chicken feathers burning on his head is so handsome!"

He is indeed handsome, extremely aggressively handsome, and has an extremely cool expression, he looks like someone who is not easy to mess with.

Jing Huan looked at it, but he didn't recognize it, and the highlighting looked a little irritating.He lost interest, and when he was about to look away, he met his gaze.

The strange man looked at him for a while, then suddenly looked away, a little disdainful and inexplicably angry.

Jing Huan raised his eyebrows, it was fun.