Escape from the Madhouse [Unlimited]

"Hey, brother, do you think this is a living person?"

"Yes, he is a living person, unlike those ghosts."

Zhou Qian stood in the alley, and the voices of two children came through a wooden door.

After they finished talking, it seemed that after confirming that Zhou Qian was alive, they opened the wooden door.

These two children are fat, one is thin, one is tall and the other is short. From appearance, they have no similarities at all, but upon closer inspection, their facial features are close to each other, and they really look like brothers.

Opening the wooden door, the two quickly greeted Zhou Qian to enter.

The short and fat one poked his head out, carefully looked around the alley, and then quietly closed the door.

Zhou Qian had a brief chat with the two, and learned that they were indeed brothers.

The short and fat one is Xiaopang, the younger brother.The tall and thin one is called Dashou, who is the elder brother.

The two now live in the outskirts of the city, and they don't come to the city often.

As for the strong smell of blood, it came from a dog.

Behind the wooden door is a small courtyard.A dog was tied to a fence, now dead, with a cut in the neck and a bowl for its blood.There was also a lot of blood spilled on the ground next to the bowl, apparently accidentally spilled when the bowl was used to catch the dog's blood.

Zhou Qian asked them: "So... what's going on with this city? Why is it an empty city?"

Dashou said: "I don't know! One day when we woke up, we found that everyone around us had disappeared. We wandered around the city and found that it was haunted everywhere. We felt something was wrong, so we ran to the outskirts of the city. Live. There is a place in the suburban woods where my brother and I often go to hide and seek, so we hid there."

Zhou Qian nodded thoughtfully, and asked again: "Then why are you coming back now?"

Xiaopang immediately said in a crying voice: "Our mother is also missing. We want to find her!"

Dashou patted Xiaopang on the shoulder to comfort him, and then added: "The city is empty now, we will come in and find something to eat. No one will collect money anyway. We don't know how to hunt, only...

With a sigh, he said, "I hope you don't think we are stealing. Mom taught us not to steal from others. It's just—"

"No." Zhou Qian smiled at them, "In this case, there is nothing you can do to survive. I won't have any opinion on you. It's just that this dog..."

Dashou said: "Oh, my mother makes dim sum, and her shop is in the alley next door. Opposite my shop is a shroud shop. The boss knows Yin and Yang, and he taught us some things when he was free. So, we went back to If we encounter ghosts in this city, we will seal them up with yin and yang techniques."

Zhou Qian understood. "So, this dog blood is used to deal with ghosts? How to deal with it?"

Dashou replied: "We caught this dog in the suburbs and brought it here. We heard a voice here, and we followed it. Sure enough, it is haunted again! So we killed the dog. After a while, we will bleed the dog's blood." Sprinkle all over this alley, then sprinkle around the residence of the married family, put a spell on the gate, and then the ghosts will be sealed!"

Fatty continued: "Yeah, anyway...we will try our best to trap all the ghosts. We thought... Mom might be scared by ghosts, so we hid! Wait All the ghosts in this city have been sealed by us, so mom doesn't have to hide! We will be able to find her then!"

Almost all the people in the city have become ghosts, and there are not many living people left. Among them are two brothers who are survivors. Now, in order to find their mother, they go deep into the city regardless of the danger, and use their own power to deal with the ghosts. You don't have to hide anymore, you can be found by them.

But they don't know that there are so many ghosts here, is it because too many people died in the city?

It didn't occur to them... Maybe their mother was actually dead and turned into a ghost too?

Zhou Qian frowned slightly, and savored the words of the two children. After capturing a certain message, he didn't care about the ghost anymore, but asked again: "You just said that your mother runs a snack shop. What's the name of her dim sum shop?"

Xiaopang immediately replied: "It's called [Wang Ji Osmanthus Crisp]."

Wang Kee sweet-scented osmanthus crisp?Jiang Yuqing's favorite sweet-scented osmanthus cake?

Seeing that Zhou Qian didn't ask any more questions, the two children went to pick up the dog's blood, and the other took out some blank spell papers, as if they were planning to draw amulets.

Seeing this, Zhou Qian planned to leave.

Seeing that Zhou Qian was about to leave, the two children stopped him.

Dashou said first: "Ah? Mister, don't you want to go to the Xi Bar? That's a ghost!"

"Aren't you here to draw talismans to drive away ghosts? Seeing that you are quite capable, I am relieved. I just went to see the excitement."

Zhou Qian said this, pushed the door out, and looked at them again before leaving, "By the way, I guess I will stay here for a while, if I still encounter ghosts...can I ask you for help? Where can I find you?"

Dashou thought for a while and said, "Otherwise... just make an appointment here. Anyway, we will come here every once in a while. You can leave us a letter and put it on the table when you finish writing it!"

"Okay. Thank you very much." Zhou Qian waved to the two half-old children and left.

Not far away, there was some noise from the vermilion lacquered gate at the end of the alley. Judging from the sound, the wedding hadn't started yet.

In this way, Zhou Qian was not in a hurry to return.

With a thought, he first went to the dim sum shop that the two children mentioned.

After going through a passage to the next alley, Zhou Qian saw the shroud shop they mentioned, and easily found the [Wang Ji Osmanthus Crisp] opposite the shroud shop.

There was still no one in sight here, but Zhou Qian could smell the aroma of sweet-scented osmanthus crisps before he got close to the shop.

And when Zhou Qian walked into the shop, he lifted the lid of the pot and found that there was a whole circle of sweet-scented osmanthus crisps in the pot, as if it had just cooled down, but it was still very fresh.

Staring at the sweet-scented osmanthus pastry for a while, Zhou Qian found a packaging bag and filled a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus pastry in it before returning to the house of "Dongshui" where a strange wedding was about to be held.

·

When I returned to the big family at the end of the alley, the feeling of standing outside the door was very different from before.

The moonlight is like water, and the red lanterns are still swaying like the wind.There was a lively noise from inside the door, which made people feel that a big happy event was indeed about to happen inside.

But after entering the door, the feeling is different immediately.

Zhou Qian walked through the courtyard and into the lobby, and found that there were quite a lot of seats inside, full of guests and friends, and everyone was chatting and drinking.But their faces were all too white, and looking down at them—they all had no legs.

This is simply a group of ghosts having a carnival.

The wedding banquet has not officially started yet.

Soon, Zhou Qian found the old woman with the matchmaker's mole in the crowd, and he immediately walked over and asked, "Where are our comrades from Falcon Squad? Where's Dongshui?"

The old lady is very good at talking. "Oh, they're all in the West Wing. I'll take you there!"

Immediately, Zhou Qian followed her through the lobby, walked into a courtyard through the back door, and then passed through the moon cave door on the west side to the west wing.

The old lady pushed open the door and led Zhou Qian in.

Zhou Qian saw that Situ Qing and Yun Xiangrong had indeed changed their military uniforms and changed into the most common civilian clothes.

He Xiaowei was actually in the room.He has been forced to change into a groom's official clothes.

Zhou Qian looked him up and down, smiled and said, "Not bad. Yesterday you told me that you wanted to find a girlfriend, and today you directly got a wife."

"If I go, don't hurt me!" He Xiaowei squeezed out a smile uglier than crying for him, and then couldn't hold back a long breath, "Qian'er, I feel at ease when I see you. I Almost thought you ran away. You said we, we followed a group of—”

Glancing at the old lady, He Xiaowei swallowed the word "ghost" and dared not say it after all.

"You talk, I'll bring you some food and drink. Dongshui, don't be nervous. I'll tell you about the process later. The auspicious time will come soon!"

The old lady left with a smile on her face.

When she was far away, He Xiaowei stepped forward and closed the door, sat down on the chair, and patted his heart. "Not nervous? I'm going to marry a ghost? I'm not nervous?! How is it possible?! I'm fucking scared to death. Before I came, I said in my heart, I must not meet a ghost copy. Don't .Ah, I never expected that!"

Zhou Qian looked at him and said: "If you come, you will be safe. The plot arranges that you marry a bride, so you will marry her!"

"I don't want it! Why am I Dongshui? Why, why?!" He Xiaowei looked at Zhou Qian sadly, "It would be great for you to be Dongshui. Why are you Beihe?"

"I think so too. Marrying a bride is so interesting." Zhou Qian said, "Which girl in reality is willing to marry a lunatic like me? In the dungeon, it's also good that there are NPCs who are willing to marry. Even if it's a ghost."

He Xiaowei was speechless and choked for a while, then slapped the table. "You are standing up and talking without back pain! Don't marry, anyway, I won't marry, even if you kill me!"

At this moment, with a "crash", the door was pushed open, and it was the old lady who left and returned.

Sure enough, she arranged for the servant to bring a bunch of melon and fruit tea, and even sent a photo.

Smiling, she handed the photo to He Xiaowei, and she said: "Your comrades, haven't you seen your bride? After a while, they can't see the bride even if they put on the red hijab. Why don't you show them the photo first!" My girl, she is an absolute beauty! Dong Shui, you are still blessed!"

The old lady left again.

He Xiaowei continued howling: "I really don't want to marry. It's impossible for me to marry! What kind of photos are you looking at, ah, I... ah, ah..."

Zhou Qian didn't care that the food was sent by a ghost, so he grabbed a handful of melon seeds and ate it.While chatting, he realized that He Xiaowei's tone had changed, so he looked at him.

——Seeing He Xiaowei holding the photo in his hand, he was completely stunned.

Zhou Qian teased him: "What? Did you see a fairy?"

He Xiaowei was really stunned, staring blankly at the photo and said: "This, isn't this a fairy?"

Out of curiosity, Zhou Qian walked over to take a look.

Not only him, Yun Xiangrong and Situ Qing also came over.

The girl in the photo is really pretty.

She was wearing a cheongsam and walking on the stone road holding an oil-paper umbrella. She had almond eyes with ripples like water, thick eyebrows like distant mountains.

The photos are in black and white, but her gentle and vivid eyes seem to make the whole world colorful.

The Zhang family girl is so beautiful that He Xiaowei can no longer say the phrase "I will not marry if I am killed".

After a while, the old lady came over with two servants. "Dongshui, hurry up, the auspicious time has come. Hurry up and salute! I will prepare wine for you in a while to respect your relatives. Drink it with water, don't worry, you won't get drunk!"

He Xiaowei stood up and looked at Zhou Qian hesitantly. "That, Qian'er..."

Looking at him like this, it seems that he fell in love with a girl at first sight.

Zhou Qian said: "Don't worry. Marry if you want. Don't be afraid."

He Xiaowei: "Really?"

Zhou Qian nodded: "First, we haven't even received the real mission. At this stage, no one should die, at least not out of nowhere. Second, I guess... this wedding cannot be completed."

He Xiaowei couldn't say whether he was happy or disappointed, he just asked: "Why, why?"

Zhou Qian only said: "Because there are people out there who can exorcise ghosts."

·

The auspicious time was approaching, the groom officer He Xiaowei was taken away, and several players were invited to the lobby as the Falcon Squad.

The old lady specially arranged a table for the three of them.

Compared to the cheerfulness of the other tables, the three people at this table - Zhou Qian, Situ Qing and Yun Xiangrong - were all silent, and no one spoke.

Yun Xiangrong decided to play that scene to the end, even at the expense of his own skill points, even if he had an idea at the moment, he would pretend to break with Zhou Qian, and would not discuss it with him publicly.

As for Situ Qing, she was quiet for the time being, and she didn't seem to be doing any other tricks, but she didn't know if that gambler of hers would do other tricks.

Based on this, Zhou Qian didn't have any plans to share the clues he found.

After a while, Zhou Qian raised a glass of wine, got up and walked among a bunch of guests, chatting here and there, for a while, he seemed to be getting along with the ghosts happily.

And in the midst of the feast, he suddenly caught a glimpse of another person.

Yes, it was a person.

What distinguishes him from other ghosts is obvious - he has feet.

It was a tall and slender man in a trench coat and a tall black wide-brimmed hat.He didn't go into the lobby, but stood near the place in the courtyard.

Although he couldn't see his face clearly, Zhou Qian recognized who he was at a glance through his figure and temperament.

——He is the handsome officer in the illusion of the photo, the one who killed 12 gunmen in the ending animation of "Check and Balance", and Jiang Yuqing when he was young.

Zhou Qian immediately stepped out of the threshold, but he didn't walk over immediately.

Standing leaning against the door, Zhou Qian held a glass of wine in his hand, raised his chin and looked at Jiang Yuqing.

From Zhou Qian's point of view, behind him was the bustle of gongs and drums, but in front of him was a spacious and elegant autumn courtyard. Jiang Yuqing stood quietly beside a dead tree, making the whole world very quiet.

After a while, a young man ran over, took a gift wrapped in red paper from Jiang Yuqing, and asked, "Mr. Jiang, won't you go in and sit down?"

"I still have business to deal with. Let's go first." Having said this, Jiang Yuqing quickly turned around and walked out of the door.

Seeing this, Zhou Qian immediately chased after him.

"Wait." Zhou Qian stepped over the threshold and shouted.

After he fell, Jiang Yuqing really stopped in the silent alley, then he turned sideways and turned his head.

Zhou Qian met his gaze, approached him step by step, and picked up the wine in his hand. "It's all here, don't you want a drink?"

Jiang Yuqing raised his head, glanced at Zhou Qian, and took the wine in his hand generously. "Okay, I'll drink. Thank you, Beihe."

Jiang Yuqing's wide-brimmed hat cast a large shadow on his face, and the only lights in the night were two red lanterns, and the light was too insufficient.In this way, Zhou Qian still couldn't see Jiang Yuqing's face clearly.

While he was drinking, Zhou Qian thought about it, raised his hand forward, and was about to lift his hat to see.

But he was a step too slow after all, Jiang Yuqing turned sideways in time while drinking the wine.

Zhou Qian's eyes narrowed immediately, and the corners of his mouth turned down, as if a little displeased.

Then he took another step forward, his forehead had already reached the brim of his hat.With such a close distance, Zhou Qian asked him: "Hey, Mr. Jiang, don't let me see your face?"

Jiang Yuqing only said: "Beihe, I still have something to do, so I have to go first."

The moment he turned around, Zhou Qian grabbed his wrist. "Wait. I have something to ask you."

"What?"

"Don't tell me you can't see, those people are ghosts."

The group of ghosts in the wedding hall behind Zhou Qian didn't seem to know that he was dead, and were still immersed in the life before his death.The two children, Fatty and Thin, recognized them as ghosts, and in order to deal with these ghosts, they even thought of sprinkling blood and drawing talismans.

In the setting of the dungeon plot itself, there is a clear boundary between humans and ghosts.The face and feet of ghosts are completely different from those of humans, not to mention the paper money all over the floor at the door.

But this Jiang Yuqing, why can't he see that they are ghosts at all?

It is now September of XX37, is this Jiang Yuqing in front of me the Jiang Yuqing of this time and space itself?

Zhou Qian looked at the person in front of him with scrutiny, trying to see his appearance, expression, and even his eyes clearly in the night.

Immediately he heard Jiang Yuqing say: "I don't quite know what you're talking about. Beihe, are you... afraid of ghosts?"

Zhou Qian immediately retorted: "I'm afraid of shit!"

——He is not He Xiaowei.

Then he heard Jiang Yuqing smile.

The laughter was very elegant and gentle, and Zhou Qian suddenly saw the beautiful military officer writing lovesickness poems by the candlelight.

It seemed that there was no way to ask about ghosts or not, so Zhou Qian asked other questions instead. "Jiang Yuqing, do you... have someone you like?"

"Hi, someone you like?" Jiang Yuqing seemed a little taken aback, and there was obvious hesitation in his words.

Then he said: "The body is already in the Xu country, what is the Xu family? I have long put aside the matter of children's affection."

Zhou Qian said unceremoniously: "I don't believe it. I clearly saw you secretly writing love poems!"

Jiang Yuqing seemed a little anxious, and his tone immediately became serious: "It's absolutely nothing, stop talking nonsense!"

"Just kidding. What are you in a hurry for?" Zhou Qian looked at Jiang Yuqing, and he didn't know whether it was because of the red lanterns or some other reason, but he found that Jiang Yuqing's ears seemed a little red.

Looking at him, Zhou Qian flicked the brim of his hat with his fingers like a joke.After he escaped, Zhou Qian wanted to grab his ear again.

After seeming to annoy the honest and elegant Mr. Jiang, Zhou Qian hurriedly took out a piece of Wangji sweet-scented osmanthus cake from his luggage. "Okay, okay, don't be angry, don't bother you anymore. Do you want to eat this?"

Seeing Jiang Yuqing's dazed look, Zhou Qian asked him, "Why don't you take it? Isn't this your favorite snack?"

Jiang Yuqing took the osmanthus crisps a little slowly, as if he was in a daze.

Then he said something that surprised Zhou Qian. "I've always said that I don't like sweets. You keep messing with me, and then you bring these kid-friendly things...I'm not a kid."

Don't have a sweet tooth?

But Jiang Yuqing was already suffering from dementia, and he still couldn't forget the sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

How could he not like it?

What Jiang Yuqing did next surprised Zhou Qian even more.

——He kept saying that he didn't like it, but he ate that sweet-scented osmanthus cake in his mouth again.

It's not like the scene that Zhou Qian saw in room 701, when the elderly Jiang Yuqing ate sweet-scented osmanthus crisps and dropped scum everywhere.Now he eats very elegantly, covering his mouth with one hand and eating in small bites with the other, and he doesn't forget to wipe his fingers carefully with a handkerchief at the end.

"I really have to go. I still have things to do. Beihe, see you later."

Waving to Zhou Qian, Jiang Yuqing put away the handkerchief, turned and left.

At the same time, Zhou Qian received a message prompt.

[Player Zhou Qian presented sweet-scented osmanthus cakes to Jiang Yuqing, triggering a branch plot: "Night Rain to the North", currently 30% complete]

Turning around and walking towards the vermilion lacquered gate, Zhou Qian frowned, as if he didn't understand something very well.

At this moment, he saw Situ Qing and Yun Xiangrong.

It seems that they came over just now and witnessed their conversation with Jiang Yuqing.

There was no smile on Yun Xiangrong's face, but it was rare for him to take the initiative to speak: "Zhou Qian, did you not understand the plot just now? No matter how high your IQ is, there are still things you can't figure out."

"Things I can't figure out...you figured it out?" Zhou Qian asked her.

"Yes." Yun Xiangrong looked up at the dark night sky, "Gaoshan doesn't eat spicy food. But when we first fell in love, I didn't know. I always took him to eat hot pot according to my own preferences. He eats very special Happy. I thought he liked it very much. But in fact, he doesn't like hot pot, he doesn't like spicy food, he acts like it, just because he likes me. So——

"It's not that Jiang Yuqing likes sweet-scented osmanthus crisps. He likes Beihe.

"The poem "Night Rain to the North" was probably written by him to Beihe."

"Hiss, so not only He Xiaowei has a relationship line, but I also have a relationship line." Zhou Qian smiled half a smile, "I wonder if there will be some bloody drama."

Unexpectedly, Zhou Qian smelled dog blood as soon as he finished talking about it.

Turning around, he saw Dashouxiao running over, hiding behind the stone lion, holding a talisman in one hand, and raised his index finger in the other, making a "shh" gesture to himself.

On the other side, Fatty did the same and hid at the other end of the stone lion. It seemed that he was going to cooperate with Dashou's actions to deal with these ghosts.

Zhou Qian put away his smile a little, but didn't say much. Under the yelling of the old lady, he returned to the lobby with Yun Xiangrong and Situ Qing.

After a while, Zhou Qian stood in the middle of a bunch of ghosts and looked at the couple above the wedding hall.

The bride Zhang's girl covered her head, so she couldn't see her face clearly, and she also had no feet very strangely.But judging from her body shape, she is already a full-fledged beauty.

Let's talk about He Xiaowei next to her.Zhou Qian noticed that when he held the red silk, his hands trembled, but he didn't know whether it was excitement or nervousness.

"Worship heaven and earth!"

After such a voice came, He Xiaowei was almost half-forced by the old lady, and put the world together with the bride.

"Two thanks to the high hall!"

He Xiaowei turned around with the bride, and in front of him were Dongshui's parents.

The two elderly people have no feet, they are sitting peacefully, their smiles should be very kind, but the two faces are too white, and together with the wrinkled faces, it looks a bit weird.

"Bye husband and wife!"

After this worship, it will be a real ceremony.

Probably thinking of this, at this point, He Xiaowei's hands trembled extremely violently.

In front of his eyes, the girl from the Zhang family bowed profusely, her body already bent down.

He Xiaowei didn't move for a long time, and was urged by the old lady. "Dongshui! Dongshui!! What are you doing! Come on, husband and wife pay respects!"

He Xiaowei's back was drenched in cold sweat.

The deterrent effect of the beauties in the previous photos has probably passed.

After he got off his head, he saw that the one who was going to worship his husband and wife was indeed a female ghost without feet, his legs were so weak that he almost knelt down.

But at this moment, he heard an extremely pleasant voice.

"Brother Dong? What's wrong with you? Don't you want to marry me? Don't you love me?"

This voice made He Xiaowei's whole body go numb.

He suddenly had a thought that if I don't go to hell, I will go to hell, even if a girl with such a nice voice is a female ghost, I will marry him.

But just as he bent his waist and was about to lower his head, several talisman papers floated into the courtyard and were blown in again by the wind.

Suddenly, in front of his eyes, the bride, the old lady, parents, all the guests...all disappeared.