Cannon fodder is always a heartthrob in escape games [Quick Transmigration]

"Do you dare to go in and have a look?" Zhou Ping asked.

He originally wanted to go in alone, but he was really worried about leaving Yan Shaoqing outside alone.

"Of course I dare." Yan Shaoqing replied.

Even if Zhou Ping didn't say anything, he still wanted to go in. First, he was driven by curiosity, and second, he felt that the disappearing Chu Wei might be in that secret passage.

Yan Shaoqing followed Zhou Ping into the secret passage, but just after two steps, the secret door behind him fell down with a "bang", and the light in the secret passage dimmed instantly.

Seeing this, Zhou Ping immediately turned around and walked to the door, and kicked the secret door twice with his foot, but the door remained motionless.

"Okay, stop kicking." Seeing that Zhou Ping was about to raise his foot again, Yan Shaoqing hurriedly stopped him kindly, "If you could kick this door open, Chu Wei would have come out long ago."

Yan Shaoqing thought for a while, and then added: "Also, don't think about blasting it away with a gun, unless Chu Wei just happened to run out of bullets this time."

Although he was trapped here, Yan Shaoqing was not too worried. He felt that since there was a way to get in, somewhere in the secret passage, there must be a way to get out.

Zhou Ping rubbed his forehead lightly, said with a wry smile, "If I had known, I shouldn't have let you come in with me."

"Okay, don't look like a hero at the end of his life." Yan Shaoqing kicked a small stone by his feet indifferently, and the stone rolled forward, "Maybe the exit is just ahead."

After Yan Shaoqing and Zhou Ping walked for a few minutes, they arrived at an empty small room. The roof was covered with small glowing stones, and the whole room was as bright as day.

In the middle of the room, there is a long square table, and in front of the long table, there is a bamboo chair.On the front, left and right walls of the small room, there is a dilapidated iron door, leading to nowhere, and the doorknob is already stained with rust.

Yan Shaoqing walked to the table, there was no dust on the table and chairs, it looked like someone had been cleaning them all year round.

On the table, there were all kinds of experimental equipment and unknown chemical reagents. In front of the chair, there was a red leather diary. The curled pages had begun to turn slightly yellow.

Yan Shaoqing walked up to the chair with some curiosity, picked up the diary, and flipped through it carefully.

The person who wrote this diary is Uncle He, the administrator of the castle. Uncle He was originally a researcher at a botanical research institute. He has been conducting a secret research, which is to combine plant genes with human genes. In order to create a new type of parasitic plant, and then plant it on the body of the dead, so as to achieve the purpose of bringing the dead back to life.

However, Uncle He's research was discovered by the staff of the research institute before it was successful. Because his research project violated human ethics, he was removed from the research institute and his research was terminated.

Until three years ago, Uncle He inherited this ancient castle and a large amount of property from a deceased distant relative.

Uncle He's wife died of dystocia in his early years, and he had only one son by his side.So, he simply took his son and moved to live in the old castle, and used the money to build a secret room, buy medicines and equipment for experiments, and continue his secret research.

Just when the experiment was coming to an end, Uncle He's son stumbled and fell down the stairs, hitting the back of his head on the ground, and unfortunately died on the spot.

In order to bring his son back to life, Uncle He used the experimental product he bred on his son, but the experiment failed. Although the parasitic plant grew successfully, his son failed to be revived.

Uncle He was very disappointed at the very beginning, but he soon discovered that these grown plants not only possessed advanced intelligence, but also behaved exactly like his son in many ways.

He firmly believed that his son did not really die, but attached his consciousness to this plant, and continued to live in another way, so he began to cultivate this plant with his heart.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long. When the plant grew to a height of more than one meter, it stopped growing and showed signs of gradually withering and turning yellow.

When Uncle He was caressing this plant, he accidentally scratched his finger on a leaf. Unexpectedly, after drinking his blood, the leaf returned to its bright color immediately.

Since then, Uncle He has watered the plant with his own blood.The plant grew very fast, and soon he realized that it was impossible to maintain the growth of this plant with just the little blood in his body.

Therefore, Uncle He began to place iron nails on the roads around the castle, and when the passing travelers were punctured and came to the castle to ask for help, he would kill them at night and use their flesh and blood as a gift. Nutrients for plant growth.

Uncle He had already killed more than a dozen people with this method, and the plant grew rapidly, and soon covered every corner of the castle.As it grows in size, so does that plant's appetite.

The castle was originally located in a remote place, and sometimes no one would pass by for ten days and half a month.Gradually, this way of sitting on the sidelines can no longer meet the needs of that plant.

Uncle He didn't want to watch his son wither and die in front of him again.In desperation, they could only come up with the last solution, which is to open the castle to the public to attract more people, so there is this first free operation.

When the diary was written here, it came to an abrupt end.

Yan Shaoqing still clearly remembered that in the wound on the back of Uncle He's head, a small amount of plant tissue could be seen, so it was probably killed by these vines.

Uncle He originally wanted to save his son, but he was killed instead. This is probably the so-called cheating.

Yan Shaoqing closed the diary with both hands, and when he looked up, he saw Zhou Ping leaning against the side table, watching him quietly, neither fighting nor grabbing, but rather patient.

Seeing that Yan Shaoqing had finished reading the diary, Zhou Ping raised his eyebrows at him, and asked with great interest, "What was written in the diary?"

"look by youself."

As Yan Shaoqing said, he threw the diary lightly towards Zhou Ping's body, and Zhou Ping stretched out his hand reflexively, and took it steadily.

"indifferent."

Zhou Ping said a little sadly, then opened the diary and got up seriously.

Yan Shaoqing was about to get up to check the situation behind the three iron gates, when the ring finger of his left hand suddenly felt a slight itch.He couldn't help lowering his head, and saw a slender caterpillar on the table stretching its body and climbing on his finger.

Yan Shaoqing hastily shook his fingers lightly, and moved his hand on the table back a few centimeters. The little caterpillar swayed left and right in mid-air twice as if it had lost its support, and then "slapped" Ji" and fell on the table.

The little caterpillar was stunned on the table for a full two seconds as if it had been thrown stupidly, then immediately bounced up, wriggled and crawled towards Yan Shaoqing's left hand again.Of course the result this time was the same, it just stood up and hooked Yan Shaoqing's finger, when it was shaken off again.

The little bug seemed to have identified its target, wherever Yan Shaoqing moved his hand, it would follow there, shake it off, and it would climb up again.

Looking at that persistent little guy, Yan Shaoqing felt a little curious, he slightly raised his left index finger, and pressed it gently on the table.The little bug didn't struggle at all, and just lay flat on the table obediently.

After touching it with his fingers, Yan Shaoqing realized that it was not a bug at all, but a small cut off vine.There is a transparent glass petri dish in the upper right corner of the table, which contains a lot of plant fragments. This little guy probably just crawled out of it.

Yan Shaoqing was facing the table, but he glanced at Zhou Ping next to him from the corner of his eye. The other party was still looking at the diary intently, but he didn't notice his small movements.

He carefully let go of his finger, wanting to see what the little grass was trying to do, but as soon as he let go, the grass quickly climbed up along his finger.When it reached the root of the ring finger of the left hand, it stopped immediately, bent over and wrapped it around his finger, and then tied a small bow at the end, and tied it directly.

Yan Shaoqing pulled the little bow tie helplessly, trying to pull the green grass circle off his finger, who knew that the more he pulled it out, the more desperately the grass would go in. Shrinking, one person and one grass stalemate for a while.

"what are you doing?"

Yan Shaoqing's heart was startled by Zhou Ping's voice, and he immediately stopped what he was doing. He turned his head and saw that Zhou Ping had closed the diary and was looking at him curiously.

"It's nothing, I'm bored here, so I just made a grass circle to play with."

While Yan Shaoqing was talking, he lightly touched the bow with his fingers as if nothing had happened.At the moment of touching, he seemed to feel that the little butterfly under his finger stirred slightly.

"Are you implying me?"

Zhou Ping put the diary in his hand on the table, with a weird smile on his face.

"What did I hint at you?"

Regarding Zhou Ping's words, Yan Shaoqing was a little confused.

Zhou Ping smiled softly, and suddenly reached out and grabbed Yan Shaoqing's left hand, and then gently stroked his fingers with the other hand, "Don't worry, I won't touch you again before then."

"However, the green ring is really ugly." Zhou Ping said, and cut off the grass circle with the nails of two fingers, took it off and threw it on the ground aside, "After going out from here, I I'll give you a real ring."

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