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[44: Xie Yiming is really not a thing, he wants the newcomer to be a substitute for the dead, or the kind that is unclear]

[15: He has this prop, so why can't he use it, and he already has a grudge against the rookie, doesn't he?He is just too unlucky, who would have thought that Mad Wolf would even know this kind of props...Mad Wolf is awesome]

[09: The above is right, but it’s really hard to be used as a substitute when you don’t know anything. Would you like to change it to you? ]

[20: So no one is wondering why Mad Wolf knows about this prop?Isn’t this the plot item that Xie Yiming obtained in the last dungeon, it should be unique, right?]

[23: Asking is that the mad wolf is well-informed]

[18: Am I the only one who thinks that Crazy Wolf has true love for the new couple?

[05: People who eat Crazy Wolf CP have already assembled on the rooftop several times, I remember there were people standing on Crazy Wolf x Xie Yiming before, cold and aggressive x vicious, the result is hhh]

[36: CP fans get out! ]

[20: And Crazy Wolf hasn't been to the camera dungeon, how on earth does he know?Sure enough, I am still very concerned about this issue]

[26:...]

The bullet screen was refreshed rapidly, and various speeches emerged one after another.

It is not difficult to imagine how exciting this scene was to the "audience" watching the live broadcast when Gong Zijun suddenly shot...to kill Xie Yiming.

"I accept this explanation, although I don't think Xie Yiming has to be killed, at least let him go to 202 tonight." Ji Tao shrugged, "But it doesn't matter if he is dead. Yuan Fei, have you checked everything? "

"Ah?" Yuan Fei recovered from his panic. Although he already knew the reason for Gong Zijun's sudden attack, his companion who was fine one second was cold the next second, and died in a miserable state. Yuan Fei still felt it from his heart. Fear of Gong Zijun.

"The inspection is over, no, no problem."

"Okay, let's go to the next room."

Nie Xiaolan looked at Gong Zijun, "Although you may not care, I still want to say that you did a good job. A scum like Xie Yiming who takes bullying women and children as a pleasure should have died long ago."

"I didn't kill him to uphold justice." Gong Zijun smiled indifferently, glanced at Fu Qitang from the corner of his eye, and said flatly, "It's just a personal matter."

"I know, but it doesn't matter, the result is the same anyway." Nie Xiaolan also smiled, and blinked at Fu Qitang when passing by Fu Qitang, "Although you didn't do anything... Anyway, I owe you a favor Bar."

Fu Qitang: "??"

Seeing that everyone else turned to leave as if their business was over, Zhang Yuanxi couldn't help feeling a little flustered.

Among the players who entered the dungeon this time, he and Xie Yiming were the only ones who got close. Seeing Xie Yiming die like this, Zhang Yuanxi felt quite sad.

"Let me tidy up, we'll stay here for a few more days, we can't just leave the corpse like this." He said bravely, while carefully observing Gong Zijun's expression.

"up to you."

Gong Zijun is quite talkative in most cases, and he doesn't care about such things.

He didn't even look at Zhang Yuanxi, but walked up to Fu Qitang, waved his hand in front of his eyes, "Are you stupid?"

"A little bit, but it's okay," Fu Qitang said sincerely, "Thank you for standing up for me."

"Aren't you afraid of me? Don't you think I'm cruel?"

"I'm not the Holy Mother. If you hadn't recognized the camera, then I would have been used as a substitute." Fu Qitang imagined the scene for a while, and suddenly felt sick, "I am mentally prepared when I come here, I can die , but cannot die for Xie Yiming."

Fu Qitang paused, and looked at Gong Zijun seriously: "I can do it for you."

There was a brief silence, and Gong Zijun's eyes seemed to be filled with waves, but he suppressed them, and his voice became hoarse: "No need. You don't need to die for me, you just need to live well."

"Is it so shameless? Although I am still a plastic chicken, I am not qualified to say such things, but I should grow up?" Fu Qitang joked.

Gong Zijun raised the corners of his lips, and raised his hand to lightly touch the top of his head as he did when he just entered the dungeon.

"good."

……

After the two left the room, Zhang Yuanxi finally relaxed.

Gathering his mind, he took a deep breath and walked in front of Xie Yiming's corpse. Seeing his obviously collapsed chest and neck bent almost at [-] degrees, Zhang Yuanxi moved the corpse aside with fear.

A pile of fragments of the camera that had been suppressed by the body were exposed.

Zhang Yuanxi bent down, tried not to look at Xie Yiming's face that was close at hand, and muttered in a low voice: "Brother Xie, don't mind if I use some of your prop fragments. Hey, you too, since you have such powerful props You should tell me that if we plan carefully, you won't end up in this situation. It would be easy for you to die, but I still want to live. "

As he spoke, he picked up a few larger pieces and put them in his pocket, before leaving in a hurry.

Seeing that the search of the apartment was over, but no useful clues were found, the emotions of several players gradually became restless.

Yuan Fei even took out a telescope to observe carefully in each room, and finally came to the conclusion that this is indeed just an ordinary house without any abnormalities.

"It was a waste of an opportunity." Yuan Fei said with a pained face.

This telescope is a special prop he exchanged for points, which can capture the traces left by ghosts.But the disadvantage is that it can only be used 3 times, and each time cannot exceed 5 minutes.

Yuan Fei had already used it once in the last dungeon, and now this is the second time.

"At least it means that ghosts are not active here, which is good news." Ji Tao said, "It's just that no clues have been found on both sides, so we have to hurry up."

"Have you seen that painting?"

Returning to the living room on the first floor, Fu Qitang asked.

"Look, its painting style is weird, but it's not a problem. Did you notice something?" Yuan Fei said.He is very polite to Fu Qitang now.

Fu Qitang glanced at Gong Zijun and told what happened just now.

"But this painting is clean, and there is no sign of 'pollution' at all." Yuan Fei said with certainty.

Seeing that Fu Qitang was puzzled, Yuan Fei took the initiative to explain: "My telescope can observe all the traces left by the ghost within 24 hours, even if it is in other places, I just use this painting to trigger your hallucinations. There are also 'smudges' on it. But I swear I really didn't see anything."

"Did you do something when you entered the door?" Nie Xiaolan guessed, "Or is there something special about you that unintentionally satisfied the activation process of this 'illusion'?"

Fu Qitang thought for a while, but he didn't come up with it, so he spread his hands and said, "What's so special about me... I can't be particularly handsome."

Unexpectedly, Nie Xiaolan nodded sincerely, "This is the truth."

Fu Qitang: "?"

"But there's no way to explain it like this. It can't be that the telescope is broken." Yuan Fei said helplessly, frowning.

Zhang Yuanxi said at this time: "I also think it's not about the murals. I didn't target you, Brother Fu, but are you sure you're not too nervous?"

Many newcomers enter the dungeon for the first time, and knowing in advance that the dungeon is of a supernatural nature, it is inevitable that under the nervousness, they will think it is a ghost, so they have hallucinations, and finally scare themselves to death.

"I'm a little nervous, but not to that extent."

Fu Qitang spread his hands, he was the only one who noticed the anomaly in the mural, and no one else, including Gong Zijun, was aware of it. It was really hard to convince others.

"Well, let me try. If there is something abnormal, the ghost will not let go of the 'prey' that comes to your door." Zhang Yuanxi smiled flatteringly at Fu Qitang.

Gong Zijun on the side raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't expect Zhang Yuanxi, who was always timid, to be so proactive.

Yuan Fei wanted to stop him, "You don't need to do this, what if it's really dangerous?"

"No, didn't you say it's okay, I believe you."

"..."

Yuan Fei choked for a moment. As soon as he said these words, if an accident happened, it seemed to be his own responsibility.He looked at Zhang Yuanxi speechlessly—you pretended to please the mad wolf, but in the end you asked me to endorse it?

Zhang Yuanxi walked to the front of the mural, stopped at a very close distance, then took a deep breath, stretched out a hand and carefully touched the canvas.

Nothing happened.

Zhang Yuanxi continued to check, and even pulled the picture frame and tried to pull it out, and found that the picture was completely embedded in the wall.

"Look, there is nothing wrong with it." Zhang Yuanxi withdrew his hand and found a small piece of black paint on his fingertips. He crushed it and tried to feel it. "It's an ordinary painting, and the paint used is not very good."

"Courage is commendable, but don't do it next time." Ji Tao pushed his glasses and said plainly.

The search of the apartment came to an end temporarily, and everyone decided to split up to inquire about the situation while there was still time, and collect as much information as possible, at least to figure out what they might face tonight.

Before leaving, Gong Zijun put a mobile phone on the locker facing the mural, and turned on the video recording function.

A group of people left the apartment, and Zhang Yuanxi suddenly tripped when they walked to the door.

A black sphere suddenly appeared on the originally empty ground, and two empty eye sockets and a mouth that was grinning to the extreme could be faintly seen on the wrinkled surface.

It turned out to be a human head the size of a walnut!

The head was stepped on by Zhang Yuanxi, rolled to the edge of the wall, and dissipated in a puff of black mist in an instant.

But Zhang Yuanxi was completely unaware of this scene.

He lost his balance and staggered a few steps forward, bumping into Yuan Fei.

"This carpet should be changed, it's all rolled up." Zhang Yuanxi complained, then smiled at Yuan Fei, "I hit you, it's okay."

"It's okay." Yuan Fei still cared about what he said just now, and his tone was not very good.

Zhang Yuanxi shrugged, stepped out of the gate, and the wooden door panel closed behind him with a bang.

The living room returned to silence.

After a while, a figure standing on the edge of the mural suddenly moved.

The black paint on its neck turned into a small piece of blank space, and the headless figure suddenly struggled in pain and confusion. The two slender arms were like the tentacles of an octopus, flapping in the air indiscriminately.

However, this vision only lasted for a few seconds - the portrait disappeared.