Heartthrobs engage in bosses in escape games [Unlimited Streaming]

"Burn?" Yan Shaoqing disagreed, folded the letter as it was, and put it in his system space, "How can it be burned? This is the first love letter I received in the escape game, and it is very meaningful. Not only It can’t be burned, I still need to find a photo frame to frame it delicately, hang it on the wall, and offer incense.”

In order to facilitate players to store key items found in the game, the system specially provides a cube space, which is not big, only more than one foot wide, and can only hold some small items.

Ryan frowned, as if he wanted to say something, but there was a scream outside.

The voice is a little familiar, like Zhao Sanyuan's. When he was grabbed by the mummy and forced to form a team, he screamed like this, but this time the scream was more hysterical. Apart from despair and fear, he seemed to be in great pain .

Yan Shaoqing glanced at the round wall clock on the wall opposite the door, the seconds turned clockwise, making a soft sound of "Gada Gada", and the hour hand just pointed to the middle of 9.

After 9 o'clock, dinner time is over, and it is time to go out and explore the mansion.

He walked quickly into the study room, took out a blank piece of paper from the cabinet, folded it a few times and stuffed it into his trousers pocket, before returning to the door.

Opening the door, Nan Gongque on the opposite side just opened the door and came out.

Nangongque raised his hand to greet him, pointed towards the direction of the stairs, with a timid expression on his face, "Would you like to go and see together? I'm a little scared by myself."

Yan Shaoqing wanted to go at first, so he nodded slightly and walked ahead.

Zhao Sanyuan's room is in 204, the innermost room in the east corridor on the second floor.

The players who lived on the second floor were near the water tower and rushed to the scene first.

The door of Room 302 was wide open, and when you walked to the door, you could see the conspicuous red lacquered altar table and the portrait of the man in black on the wall.

When Yan Shaoqing and Nangong Que entered the room, the mummy and Bai Meigui had already gathered around the corpse, sizing up the corpse routinely, trying to find valuable clues from it.

Li Yongchang stood far away, timidly afraid to approach, with a look of fear in his eyes.

Zhao Sanyuan was sitting on a red lacquered wooden chair, leaning forward to face the table, his neck was cut off with a sharp weapon, his red muscles were exposed, and blood sprayed from several tubes that came out.

The severed head of Zhao Sanyuan was placed on the silver plate in the middle of the table, facing outwards, his cheeks were stained with a few pieces of white ash like wall paint, and several steamed buns lit with cinnabar were stuffed in his wide open mouth. , the cheeks on both sides were bulging, and the corners of the mouth were torn due to opening too violently, like a frog that exploded with flatulence.

The blood that flowed out soaked the entire table, "tick tock" and fell on the red carpet along the edge of the table.

Even the portrait hanging on the wall was stained with splattered blood spots, which spread on the extremely absorbent paper like blooming blood flowers.

The face of the man in the painting is covered by a bright blood flower, but the color of the black mist is lighter and blurred, giving people the illusion that the face can be seen.

"Corpse, fresh corpse!"

The mummy yelled excitedly, and couldn't bear the impulse in her heart any longer. She took a step forward and grabbed Zhao Sanyuan's blood-stained back collar, and pulled it back hard.

"Boom!"

The headless corpse was torn off the wooden chair and fell to the ground.

The mummy squatted down, eyes glowing green, and pounced on Zhao Sanyuan's body like a wolf. He tore off the obstructing coat with his bare hands, and laid the body flat. He raised a scalpel with a cold light in his right hand, and pointed the sharp point at Zhao Sanyuan. The position of the left collarbone was pierced.

The two knives connected one horizontally and one vertically are neat and done in one go, making a perfect "T"-shaped incision.

The incision was pulled open forcefully, and the intestines and viscera contained inside flowed out directly. The mummy reached in and dug out a few times, took out the shriveled stomach sac, and held it in the palm of his hand like a treasure.

The bloody scene in front of him finally exceeded the limit of Li Yongchang's patience, his face was pale, he scrambled and ran outside the door, propped his hands on the wall, hunched over and vomited wildly.

【Fuck, Wan Jiuqi started going crazy again. 】

The audience far away in the live broadcast room almost vomited through the screen.

[Wan Jiuqi is crazy, but he is crazy with principles. He always only dissects the dead. Anyway, I haven't seen him kill other players. 】

[If you really want to say crazy, Nangong Sparrow is even more crazy. In this year, there are not many players who died indirectly at his hands. 】

"It's too scary."

Nangong Que, who was named by the audience area, frowned, as if she couldn't bear the bloody scene, she moved her legs and hid behind Yan Shaoqing.

While the mummy was dissecting the corpse, the four players on the first floor also rushed to the room.

Sour vomit, foul-smelling excrement, and a strong smell of blood permeated the cramped space. Even veteran players who had experienced many battles couldn't help frowning into Sichuan characters.

Yan Shaoqing covered the tip of his nose with his fingers and watched the mummy's dissection the whole time.

The weirdo who once invited him to team up with Zhao Sanyuan for less than an hour, unceremoniously disemboweled his former teammate.

The mummy held up the stomach sac and cut it open with a scalpel, only the gastric juice mixed with blood flowed out, and it was empty.

"empty."

The mummy lost its stomach sac and slowly stood up, the frenzy and excitement in its eyes disappeared, as if a child at heart threw away an old toy that had lost interest.

"It seems that he didn't eat buns tonight, so the death condition was triggered."

The mummy wiped the blood remaining on the scalpel with the bandage on his body, and made a rational analysis.

As if aware of Yan Shaoqing's gaze, the mummy suddenly raised its eyes and responded with an innocent look: "Why are you looking at me like this? I'm doing it for scientific research. Do you think I'm a psychopath to dissect him? "

The explanation was a bit too deliberate, Yan Shaoqing rubbed the tip of his nose lightly with his fingers, without making any comments.

"Okay, don't throw up." Bai Meigui looked at Li Yongchang with contempt, and shouted impatiently, "Come back and use your death to look back."

Li Yongchang wiped his mouth with his sleeve, stabilized his figure, and walked over tremblingly.

He looked at the dissected corpse on the ground, his two eyeballs swirled and turned into a pitch black color, and even the whites of the surrounding eyes were also soaked in thick black.

In the blackness, some changing images flashed quickly. Five seconds later, Li Yongchang suddenly let out a heavy breath and sat on the ground weakly. The color of his eyes had already returned to normal.

At the same time, a clear system notification sounded in Yan Shaoqing's mind.

[The internal test report has included skill entries and death retrospectives, and internal testers can test at any time. 】

[Skill Name: Recalling Death]

[Skill Type: Auxiliary]

[Skill description: Although you can't die with him, you can accompany him to see the last scenery before death. 】

[Primary skill, you can see the scene in front of the target object within 5 seconds before death. 】

[How to use: Actively use it. It can only be used three times during the game. After a certain number of uses, it will be automatically upgraded to death travel. 】

Re-experiencing the scene before his death made Li Yongchang break out in a cold sweat. Under Bai Meigui's cold gaze, he didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly spoke/confessed.

"I saw a pair of hands with nothing but bones protruding from the wall below the hanging painting. The bones grabbed Zhao Sanyuan's neck, stuffed the buns on the plate into his mouth, and pointed his sharp nails directly at his head. cut it off."

"Bones in the walls?"

White Rose looked at the messy reliefs on the wall, thoughtfully.

"I personally think that the owner of the manor probably wants to sacrifice us all to the ancient demons in three days, and letting us eat those buns is the first part of the sacrifice process."

White Rose stood in the center of the room, taking the lead, as if she had already regarded herself as the leader of this group of players.

"Because he didn't eat the buns, he no longer met the conditions for being a sacrifice, and lost value to ghosts, so he was killed."

The audience in the live broadcast room watched the whole process and couldn't help discussing it.

[Why do I feel that Bai Meigui's analysis is so similar to what the beautiful little brother said before? 】

[Coincidentally, if the newcomer can guess what, it's probably good luck. 】

[Boys, I just came from the White Rose studio.It is said that she was afraid to eat steamed stuffed buns at the beginning, and shouted to Li Yongchang from across the room to threaten the other party to eat first, and only ate it after making sure that death was not triggered. 】