The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west, near dusk.

Ren Yifei walked away for a day, and walked around the Tingyun Pavilion again. He saw many demons lying in the yard and corridors. They were not dead, their chests were heaving, but they were also unconscious.

"It's almost dusk..." His figure appeared in the twilight, dyed a yellowish color by the halo.

Ren Yifei's slightly long clothes were brushed in the clean corridor without making a sound. When he walked to the corner, another footstep suddenly followed behind him.

He paused and walked forward again until he reached a secluded courtyard.

Finally, he stood still in the pavilion, sitting on the cold stone bench, without looking back: "You are here."

The person behind him let out a deep laugh: "I knew that the maze couldn't hold senior brother. It was getting dark and the wind was turning cold, why did senior brother walk around in the hallway, but didn't ask me for a drink?"

"I dare not drink your wine." Ren Yifei didn't turn his head.

He heard footsteps approaching again, and a brocade robe fell on him, Ren Yifei was taken aback, and saw Qinghong coming, bent down, lowered his eyebrows and carefully tied the belt on him: "Senior brother, drive with him in the cloud chariot .”

The voice was low, as if there was an indescribable grievance.

"You know who that is." Ren Yifei blamed the other personality.

"No one can do it, you are my senior brother, you can only be my senior brother." Qinghong said in a low voice, looking at Shen Shen with his eyes turned away from the light.

"Nonsense." What does it mean to be just his senior brother?What about flower language?

Qinghong remained silent, very stubborn.

Ren Yifei didn't say anything.He was worried that he would want to curse when he opened his mouth.

Mr. Crane's temper is already very good, and he rejected it cleanly. Ren Yifei thinks there is nothing wrong with his way of coping.

Since you don't have this idea, don't drag others, it's due courtesy.

If Ren Yifei himself, he would only do it more ruthlessly.

Just like when he directly sued several illegitimate students who sneaked into the room to court and sent them to prison, he would not cherish the friendship between teachers and brothers.

"Why isn't junior sister here?" He asked Qinghong.

Qinghong had just finished dealing with the peacock, and he hadn't seen the flower language yet: "When you and I were alone, why did the senior brother insist on mentioning others?"

"Senior brother's family, how could it be someone else?"

"In name but without reality, you can't be called a family member." Qinghong curled Ren Yifei's black hair with his fingers, and leaned close to him, his eyes could no longer hide the crazy thoughts.

Ren Yifei suddenly felt something was wrong, and was about to push it away, when a strong sweet fragrance hit his nostrils, and all senses fell into this peach blossom-like illusion for a moment.

It's this again... This person is trying to poison him to death.

Ren Yifei shook his head, trying to wake himself up.

"Brother noticed something was wrong? It's a pity it's too late."

"Senior brother," Qing Hong sighed lowly, reaching out his hand to embrace him in his arms.

"It would be nice if senior brother's heart was as soft as this hair. But your heart is like a stone on a snowy mountain, it's cold and hard, and it won't melt away even if you hold it in your arms."

"You want to sleep with me?" Ren Yifei raised his eyes.

Even in a disadvantaged position, Ren Yifei was still [-] meters tall, saying the ambiguous word 'sleep', but his body was so cold that it could snow.

He was too calm, the majesty was still there, those eyes glanced over, cold and sharp, directly nailing Qinghong in place, not daring to do anything wrong.

Qinghong retracted her hands, and only used her eyes to trace the face of day and night thinking: "If you can win the heart of the senior brother by sleeping, I can succeed a hundred years ago. If the senior brother doesn't want it, I won't force it."

Ren Yifei was silent for a while, there were hallucinations in front of his eyes at the moment, and his whole head was dizzy from shaking, but the more he was like this, the calmer he became.

It seemed that he was in a weak position, but because of this, Qinghong didn't take too many precautions, so this became his opportunity.

Ren Yifei looked at Qinghong and had an idea in mind.

"Lamps in the night, flowers in the garden..."

Ren Yifei spoke vaguely, and Qinghong didn't know that he was probing, thinking that he finally thought of something wrong, and said with a smile: "Brother finally found out?"

Qinghong chuckled a few times: "Ordinary wick lotus naturally don't have such a strange ability, only the mutated ones emit a colorless and odorless ecstasy fragrance.

"Besides, I also condensed it into an even more difficult-to-detect drug and put it in the wine. Unfortunately, my brother is still too sensitive, so I didn't even take a sip."

Ren Yifei looked at him again, he also drank a lot of wine, but he was fine at the moment, so this kind of obsessive fragrance must either have a limit or an antidote.He asked again: "Where is the antidote?"

Qinghong didn't answer.

Ren Yifei was not disappointed either, he continued to ask: "This banquet is a trap you set up. All the monsters at the banquet are your sacrifices. What about me?"

"Senior brother, of course not." Qinghong said anxiously, "My heart to senior brother is a lesson from heaven and earth, how could I hurt you?"

Very good, I didn't deny the first half of the sentence, that is to say, the monsters invited were indeed victims for a certain purpose.

Ren Yifei smiled slightly, and asked again when Qinghong was dazed: "Why? For cultivation? For status? No, you don't need any of these."

He remembered that when the little old man talked about the little garden, he said it was prepared for the little master, and Qinghong said again and again that he would be born in a few days, so he asked: "For the child?"

Qinghong's pupils shrank and his eyes widened.Although his expression was only fleeting, it still explained the problem at once.

That's right, for kids.

Is such a sacrifice necessary for a normal pregnancy and childbirth?

If the demon gave birth to a child and was about to sacrifice, how could the other big demons come to the banquet without the slightest doubt?Reminiscent of the strange performance of Huayu, the more Ren Yifei thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong. Just as he was about to open his mouth, a hand stretched out to cover him.

"Don't ask any more."

After Qinghong finished speaking, he felt the softness of the palm of his hand, with the hot and humid air he exhaled, his face turned red immediately, and his mouth was still firm, "For a heartless person like Senior Brother, his lips are also soft."

Ren Yifei was expressionless, his whole body was chilly, mixed with ice and snow, his heart skipped a beat.

Qinghong is obsessed with Mr. He, will he have offspring with others?

He also thought of the cut-off point 100 years ago, when the original owner lost his heart and soul, and the child was conceived... no way?

Ren Yifei lost his mind because of his guess, Qinghong looked at him, brushed his sleeves, and a rich sweet fragrance came out.

Here it comes again... Ren Yifei held a ghost card in his hand, and heard Qinghong whispering in his ear: "Brother, sleep, wake up and it's over."

When dusk was approaching, where Saman was, the sky was slowly getting dark, and the cold wind was blowing from the holes on all sides. The temperature dropped a lot, and the players who wore less clothes were already shivering.

Under the envious eyes of everyone, Saman wrapped himself in another suit of clothes.He and Qinglin each slept for half a day, and with regular supplements of food and water, they are now in good spirits and full of energy.

After them, two groups of players came up below. One group chose to rest at the same place as them, and the other group did not believe in evil and wanted to try it.

The other party used props similar to rockets, and could travel several kilometers in a few seconds. The end of this cylindrical space seemed to be reached in the blink of an eye.

When the other players watched him take off into the air, they had extremely complicated emotions.I hope he can succeed and bring hope to players, but I don't want him to succeed and become the first climber.

Unfortunately, this player failed, leaving no bones left.

Saman had never seen so many bugs, huge and tiny.No, the huge bugs are not the problem, but the black mist that is difficult to discern with the naked eye is the real killer.

The players who popularized science with them before still said these monsters were weak.

They didn't understand how and when this black mist appeared at all. They only saw that the player sitting on the small rocket was still on the ground and ready to take off in the next second, and his bones and props wrecked from the next second. Falling down in the air.

"Can we really defeat this kind of monster?" Qinglin's face was pale, and many players were also pale.

"The game will not set an unsolvable ending." Saman looked at the fallen bones through the handkerchief, the surface had been gnawed very smooth.

I don't know what kind of strange insect it is, it's extremely fast, and its mouth is extremely ruthless.

After this incident, all the players gave up trying to die in the daytime, they waited in place for the night, and also dealt with one or two monsters that fell on this platform.

Saman was curious about the delivery pipes on the walls.Because according to his speculation, the absorbers of these 'nutrients' are most likely 'ghosts'.

But he didn't approach the wall rashly.There are monsters guarding it, and the danger level is only lower than the sky.

"It's a tree," he said.

"Huh?" Qinglin was at a loss.

In fact, Saman didn't need him to answer, he just asked someone to share his guess: "As I said, the pipes spreading below are the roots of the tree, and the demons are the nutrients, which are absorbed and transformed into this viscous gelatin. Layers are transported upwards."

He looked at the monsters coming in and out of the air again: "And these are parasites like us. But the difference is that we are here to destroy this tree, but these are spontaneous guardians attracted by the tree.

"So, following the pipeline of nutrients, we must be able to find that thing."

There is no lack of smart people among the players, and they have already realized it, so it is not surprising to hear Saman's words.In this dungeon world, it is not difficult to find the 'ghost', the difficulty is to find the 'it'.

At this time, the competition is no longer wisdom, but the ability to break through the barriers, no matter whether this ability is a skill, prop, or some kind of talent.

They know that the person who goes up the fastest may be the biggest winner.

A few players who had fallen asleep to replenish their energy also woke up, the sky slowly turned dark, and dusk was approaching.Everyone present will be a helper, as well as a competitor.

Even Saman and Qinglin have a slight defense against each other, this is the final battlefield, and they are also opponents.

As dusk approaches, final preparations are also being made on the ground.

Qinghong looked at Ren Yifei, and Ren Yifei also looked at him. After the high concentration of hallucinogens, he did not fall asleep as Qinghong expected, but was very awake.

Qinghong was startled, and already had a bad feeling.

"Do you want to ask why I didn't enter the hallucination?" Ren Yifei slowly raised his hand.

Qinghong stared blankly at him moving his wrist: "What time are you?"

When did you get rid of the psychedelic effect of floral fragrance?

Having experienced the strong fragrance of the maze, Ren Yifei has a little resistance to this.From his choice to show up in front of others to lure Qinghong, to pretending that he was invincible to the psychedelic fragrance, to now, everything is under control.

"A few hours ago, I came out of the maze." But it was not long ago that I deliberately appeared.

How many hours ago?Qinghong immediately understood: "Are you appearing in front of me on purpose? You are also deluded by drugs..."

"It's to trick you out." He told him the answer directly.

That's right, it's for you.

The tip of the ink-bone fan he was holding was drawn from Qinghong's chest to his neck. Ren Yifei's voice was hoarse and slow, like old spirits and moonlight on the lake: "Your breathing has changed. Is it because I made you nervous?"

Qinghong blinked twice, distracted, and suddenly felt thirsty.

Ren Yifei asked in a low voice: "Continuing with the previous question, is that child my passion?"

This question was like thunder, Qinghong took a breath, his eyes widened, his breathing accelerated with his heartbeat, and he forced himself to say: "Senior brother, why, how could it be like this..."

Qinghong desperately thought of various reasons and explanations, but no matter how perfect the explanation was, he couldn't say it out of his mouth. "In this matter, I can't, and I can't deceive him..." He found out about this matter sadly.

He can not respond or answer, but he will never be able to answer 'no' to Mr. Crane.

Looking at Qinghong's expression, everything became clear.There is only another equally important or more important thing that can make the junior who is obsessed with the original owner choose to hurt the original owner.Coupled with the setting of being born against the sky that requires the sacrifice of hundreds of demons, that child must not be born according to the normal procedure.

Then linking the younger brother's pathological attachment to the original owner, and this delicate time point a hundred years ago, the answer immediately appeared in front of his eyes.

Ren Yifei wanted to spit out a mouthful of blood.He thought his role was to get back three drops of heart blood, but now the blood has turned into a child, what's wrong?

The difficulty of completing the task suddenly increased several times.

"Qinghong."

Qinghong raised his head, all his panic was reflected in those calm moist eyes, he almost wanted to escape, but couldn't help but want to see his senior brother's expression.

Does he feel sick?

However, Ren Yifei's face showed neither disgust nor anger, nor joy and panic, he was still calm.

Can't tell what it's like at this moment, Qinghong just mourns for herself.

He was like a gambler who had given up everything and put himself all on the table, but the other party was still watching with a glass of wine, refusing to end the game.

Ren Yifei has already touched the last layer of secrets: "It's almost dusk, and the tower will also appear."

The clue fragments were spliced ​​together in front of Ren Yifei's eyes.He is not a detective, and he is not smart enough, but when there are enough clues, he can spell the correct answer.

This banquet exists for children, and all the guests are sacrifices. Only by offering sacrifices to them can a child be born smoothly.And the shadow of the tower at dusk is the key to the matter, why should he not doubt that the child is in the tower?

The child is the blood of the heart, and his mission is also in the tower.

"No." Qinghong wanted to stop him, but his body couldn't move.

"Master." The figure of the puppet master appeared here.

"Who are you?" Qing Hong looked at this weird lifeless shadow.

A cool and delicate hand was pressed against his cheek, and Qing Hong stared blankly at the owner of the hand: "Senior brother..."

Ren Yifei's eyes are translucent pigeon's blood red, like a pair of top-quality rubies, with black runes swirling in the pupils.

"The last question, what will you see if you take psychedelic drugs?"

"I will see...fear..." Qinghong's voice became weaker and weaker.

"Fear?" Ren Yifei thought about these two words, "So what I saw was fear."

He thought he had grown up long ago and overcome that fear, but it turned out he wasn't.The fear was always there, but it was pressed in the deepest part of my heart.

After getting the answer, he looked at Qinghong again: "Where is the antidote for the hallucinogen?"

"I……"

Unspeakable exhaustion hit his heart, Qinghong only felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, he fell towards Ren Yifei, resting his head in his arms, closing his eyes, and softly shouting: "Senior brother."

Ren Yifei lowered his head, his long hair hanging down.Looking at the defenseless man lying on top of him, his expression was gentle and cruel.

"Go to sleep."

When you wake up, it's time for atonement.

In the long career of the original owner, junior brother Qinghong is special, but not the most special.Mr. He is a person who doesn't know love, no one can pull him down from the altar, not even his junior brother.

Qinghong's attachment and madness are all seen by him, but he is indifferent.

"I can give you anything but love."