20demayo Chapter 669 Night 1
Chapter 669 Night 1
Zhan Wenchen pushed up his glasses, the lenses reflecting a cold light in the dim light: "He broke the rules and damaged the 'specific things that cannot be damaged'...
The main hall for worship was clearly a 'specific object.' The backlash of the rules meant Hu Junyuan had no time to resist before he was skinned alive."
His voice was still calm, but beneath this calmness was a deeper chill.
"What do you mean?" Xiao Jin interrupted.
Zhan Wenchen turned around and said, "I looked around and there were basically no signs of fighting around, and the damage caused by the props was also very limited.
And Hu Junyuan said he was a sniper, so did any of you hear any gunfire?"
Xiao Jin lowered his eyes when he heard that.
I really didn't hear it.
And even if the silencer was pressed, with his keen sense, he would not ignore the deliberately suppressed gunshot.
It only shows that Zhan Wenchen's speculation is completely correct.
"Our previous exploration was forcibly terminated. The strength displayed by the steward and those 'servants' far exceeds the scattered attacks we had previously. A head-on confrontation is definitely not wise."
Wen Baiqiu stood by the window, with a corner of his white suit showing under his red robe. He looked out the window at the outline of the ancient house, which was illuminated red by the fire and looked even more gloomy, and frowned slightly.
The strange feeling that had lingered since entering the mansion now clung even tighter like a cold vine.
His fingertips twirled unconsciously, and a barely perceptible halo of light flowed between his fingers and then extinguished. Then Wen Baiqiu's eyes became blank, as if he was looking at something in the distance.
"Let's take it one step at a time!" Bai Yang spread his hands.
Liu Man frowned and said, "Isn't this too passive? Why don't we go find the housekeeper and ask him some questions!" She wanted to get through the customs quickly.
Chu Yuan tilted his head and said, "Auntie, I see that you seem to be very confident. I just have an idea here, and you are the most suitable person to go. By the way, you can also do the trick."
Auntie???
Liu Man lowered her head, and her face was distorted beyond recognition.
But Chu Yuan is not someone she can afford to offend.
"You...you're joking. I don't have any ability. I still have to rely on you!" Liu Man forced a smile.
And just looking at what Chu Yuan said, she didn't think that he had any good ideas. She was probably trying to push her out as cannon fodder!
"Then just shut up." Chu Yuan's expression suddenly changed, and the air around him was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip from it.
"Since you know you're a drag, then try to be less prominent. Although this isn't a confrontational instance and there's no reward for killing, you all know my temper."
Chu Yuan was warning Liu Man as well as others.
The main reason was that Hu Junyuan taught him a lesson. He had just entered the dungeon for less than a few hours when he pooped a big pile of shit.
Fortunately, nothing happened. If something happened, the difficulty of the dungeon would have skyrocketed and a battle royale would have started.
There was once a player who killed a key NPC, causing the mission to mutate, and in the end only one player in the entire copy survived.
"Uh-huh……"
"Yes, yes, we will definitely listen to Captain Chu."
Conscious players will definitely not confront Chu Yuan in person, but it is hard to say what they are thinking in their hearts.
Xiao Jin leaned against the door of his room, his back against the cold door.
The scattered hair on her forehead covered most of her eyes, leaving only a hint of red under her eyelids.
She closed her eyes, as if resting, but in reality, she was intensely focused. Ah Mo was perched on her lap, his cold scales transmitting the subtle fluctuations of the surrounding Yin energy.
Lu Jing was right. Acting impulsively was a dead end, but sitting back and waiting for death was also a dead end. He was right to sabotage the wedding, but he had to be smarter.
Obviously, the bald man paid the price for his recklessness.
Xiao Jin vaguely remembered the butler's deadpan voice at the end: [The fire has been brought under control. The wedding will be postponed until midnight tomorrow. All guests, please rest up tonight...]
Rest? Rest in this damn place?
But there is no other choice.
…………
Night, like thick ink, completely submerged the ancient house.
The light of the big red lantern seemed to be suppressed by an invisible force, becoming increasingly dim and reddish, only able to illuminate a small area. The shadow it cast was distorted and elongated, like a dormant ghost.
The silence didn't last long.
“Woo… woo… woo… woo…”
A faint and extremely suppressed female sobbing sound, like a cold spider silk, floated out from the deepest darkness of the old house and penetrated into everyone's ears.
The crying was intermittent, filled with endless sorrow, despair and resentment that penetrated deep into the bones.
Then came the sound of heavy, rusty metal scraping against the ground.
“Splash…splash…splash…”
one more time.
It was slow and lingering, yet with a chilling sense of regularity, as if something was dragging a huge iron chain, moving step by step across the cold ground.
From far away to near, in the dead of night it was as clear as if it was right next to my ear!
The source of the sound seemed to be following the corridor, slowly approaching the West Garden Wing!
Fear was like ice water, instantly soaking all the players.
As it is the first night in the dungeon, basically no one can really rest.
In the side room, Lin Xia and Bai Yang were lying on the bed respectively, covering their mouths tightly, their bodies shaking like leaves in the wind, and their teeth chattering.
Liu Man curled up tighter. Instead of lying down, she sat in a chair not far away, her nails almost digging into the armrests.
Chu Yuan clenched his fists, his muscles tensed as iron, and stared fiercely at the thick darkness outside the door.
Zhan Wenchen held his breath, listened attentively, and tried to analyze the pattern of the sound source. The halo on Wen Baiqiu's fingertips lit up again.
In Lu Jing's room, the sound of the bone whip rubbing against each other disappeared, leaving only dead silence.
Suddenly, Amo on Xiao Jin's lap raised his head abruptly, staring at the door with his scarlet pupils, and let out a threatening hiss.
The sounds of crying and dragging chains were like maggots in the dead silence, getting closer and clearer... as if they were lingering just outside the door!
“Ouch…Ouch…let me…out…it’s so cold…it hurts…”
Mixed in with the crying was an unclear, mumbling plea, so shrill that it made one's scalp tingle!
"Don't... don't come over here!" An extremely suppressed scream suddenly broke out from a compartment!
It was the female player named Wang Yuqing, who lived in the same room with her boyfriend Lu Yiming.
"Yuqing, don't be afraid! I'm here!" Lu Yiming's voice tried to be calm, but the ending tone was trembling.
The sound of the dragging chains seemed to stop outside their door, and the shrill crying and cold muttering seemed to come in through the crack in the door!
“It hurts… ah…”