Hearing this, Lao Yu also carefully stuck his head out, facing the vast sea of fog with a stiff face: "This... it's really fucking haunted."
The wet and cold mist entered the room, and the black tea was shivering with cold: "But it was clearly Bai Yingzhi's voice just now... Did she find out? Or is it that you can't sneak attack on NPCs?"
Because of the emptiness, everyone's nerves became more tense, and the hand of Black Tea pressing the switch of the chainsaw did not loosen for a moment.
Whether the door is closed or just open... Everyone is a little undecided.
"Could she have come in...?" Song Yue stuck her head out from behind the door, her voice trembling.
After she finished speaking, the temperature in the room dropped significantly by a few degrees, and the cool wind was blowing from all directions.
"No... not so much..."
"Why is it so cold all of a sudden..."
"Did you hear that?"
Chi Nan's ears moved, and there was a subtle sound like fingernails scratching wood from far to near, but the source of the sound was...
"above."
Chi Nan pointed to the source of the sound, everyone froze their necks and raised their heads. When they saw that Bai Yingzhi was hanging from the ceiling in an extremely twisted posture, Song Yue and Hei Cha exclaimed at the same time—
"Ahhh!"
Bai Yingzhi was extremely satisfied with their unreserved fear, she tilted her head and grinned condescendingly, and then suddenly fell towards Chi Nan at an extremely fast speed.
Chi Nan heard the sound, and pushed Song Yuechao beside him to the side. Bai Yingzhi, who fell from a height, held a kitchen knife and slashed straight down. If he hadn't hid quickly, Chi Nan and Song Yue would have been directly split in half.
Almost at the same moment, there was a 'bang' sound, and the door of the villa was tightly closed and locked.
The villa again forms a confined space.
"Stop shouting, come on!"
Lao Yu Meng slapped the black tea, and then he came to his senses, and hurriedly activated the switch of the chainsaw and rushed towards Bai Yingzhi.
The chainsaw is indeed the most bloody and violent weapon. Black Tea gritted his teeth and pressed the fast-moving saw chain against Bai Yingzhi's waist.
But an even more terrifying thing happened. Bai Yingzhi, who was cut in half by the chainsaw, not only had no pain, but also showed a bloody smile.
"Little anchor, push the saw further in!"
"Shit, I think so too! But she's too hard to cut!" Hei Cha gritted his teeth and used the chainsaw to push forward, but the chainsaw was like some indestructible steel block, and there was no way to move it forward.
Several buddies with knives next to him also went around behind Bai Yingzhi to help, and found that the moment the knife went down, it really didn't move.
"Fuck, has this woman mutated! How come she still enjoys being cut!" Hei Cha was about to cry against the blood mist in the sky.
"Probably we destroyed the altar and released the evil spirit into her body."
Hei Cha woke up abruptly: "Lao Yu, you can help me with a chainsaw."
Lao Yu's hands were faster than his mouth, he took the chainsaw and put it on top: "What do you want?"
"Physical attacks won't work with ghosts, you have to use metaphysics to suppress them." As he spoke, he randomly took out a bunch of talismans he had prepared before, and sprinkled it on Bai Yingzhi.
"Don't leave two after spilling! Then, there are two more over there!" Song Yue said in a trembling voice, looking back at the dark tea, Bai Yingzhi's husband and Aunt Mei also jumped out.
Black Tea: "...Attach the talisman to your weapons and try."
But the black tea was spilled all over the ground, and there was also a talisman to suppress evil on the chainsaw. Bai Yingzhi, who was cut in half, and Aunt Mei and the host who were later didn't seem to be at all afraid, and the reactions became more and more enjoyable. Gradually spreading fear.
"What to do, what to do! They are suddenly not afraid of anything!" Hei Cha held a kitchen knife against Aunt Mei and prevented her from continuing to approach, and Xu Jing, who was beside him, couldn't hold on anymore.
"Pay attention to your sobriety!"
Chi Nan knocked on the head of the male host with a knife, bang bang bang, and suddenly had an epiphany: "Try it with fire."
"Yes, they were all burned to death, maybe they are afraid of fire!" Lao Yu was awakened: "Who still has a hand to help me stop Bai Yingzhi, I will keep the gasoline in the chainsaw to burn them."
Chi Nan and Song Yue came to support, and Yu quickly opened the chainsaw fuel tank and poured the remaining oil evenly on the two owners and the maid, "Try to bring them together to make it easier to burn!"
Everyone did as they were told, and it took less than five minutes to put the three NPCs together, a couple and a maid neatly.
At this moment, everyone was tossed and exhausted.
Lao Yu saw the opportunity and lit the lighter in his hand: "3, 2, 1... Get out!"
Everyone fled towards the living room. Almost at the same moment, the three NPCs who could not be beaten were surrounded by fire and finally let out a heart-piercing scream.
The flames engulfed their skin and limbs little by little along the traces of gasoline, and then the crackling sound of scorched flesh and bones gradually overshadowed their screams and echoed in the empty villa hall.
Everyone stopped in a safe area and looked at the three corpses that were burned and twisted and finally lay motionless on the ground in the fire, and their mood was inexplicably heavy.
For most of the people here, this is the first time they've killed a 'person'.
The flames gradually went out, and the fight also woke up Cheng Xu, who had been in a coma for a long time: "This is..." His eyes were dazed, and he still hugged An Ran's white sneakers tightly.
Lao Yu walked over and patted him on the shoulder: "Bai Yingzhi and his wife and Aunt Mei were burned by us."
"Go check the door." Cheng Xu regained some consciousness and said weakly.
Lao Yu walked to the door, pulled and pressed it again, and shrugged: "Sure enough, it is locked and the flies can't get out."
Xu Jing also went to the kitchen to check: "What should I do? The back door is locked too."
"It's over, after the big boss died, the secret room mode was turned on."
"When will you be a head..." Dark Tea fell desperately on the sofa.
Chi Nan also sat back on the sofa, but felt very relieved because the phone was fully charged.
"Eh? What is that? Something seems to be burning in the fire!" Dark Tea looked at the fire and found a small tin box buried in the sparkling ashes.
Hei Cha searched around the house, trying to find something handy to get the iron box out. Lao Yu took out the clothes drying rod directly from the laundry room: "Use this."
"Good guy."
Hei Cha took the clothes pole with a smile, pulled away the hot ashes, and lifted the small iron box out of the fire.
"It looks very hot, I have to wait...Fuck, it's awesome."
Before he finished talking about the black tea, Song Yue lifted the teapot on the coffee table and poured a pot of herbal tea into the tin box. The sound of 'zilla' sounded, and the heat of the tin box instantly turned into water vapor and dissipated most of it.
Everyone picked up the iron box to check and shake it, and when they heard the sound inside, it was almost confirmed that it was the key, and they were all a little surprised: "This time it should be the key to customs clearance!"
But there is a four-digit code on the iron box that is locked tightly.
"If you have four digits, whose birthday is it?"
Lao Yu turned over the iron box, his face changed slightly: "It's not a birthday, it's a death date."
As he spoke, he pointed to a line of words engraved at the bottom of the box: "Hint: You Yu's death time."
"When did You Yu die?" Hei Cha was confused, "What the hell? Wasn't the young master rescued back then? He didn't die at all..."
Chi Nan, who was sitting on the sofa, had a rare change in expression, and he did not speak with a sullen face.
Song Yue said, "If it doesn't conform to reality, is it a mistake?"
"No, there is no such error in the copy," Lao Yu shook his head. "It may be that we have no clues. Let's try the date of the fire first, 0715."
Hei Cha turned the combination lock according to the words, but the iron box was still tightly buckled: "No, not 0715."
Song Yue 'ah', clapped her hands and said, "The fifteenth day of the seventh month is the lunar calendar. I'll check what month and date the solar calendar is for that year."
As she said that, she took out her mobile phone and opened the calendar, and said excitedly in less than a minute, "Try 0818."
Black Tea turned the combination lock again, but still couldn't open it.
"How could that be? Isn't that okay?" Song Yue was shocked.
Dark Tea proposed: "How many days are there nearby, try 0714, 0716, 0817, and 0819?"
But Lao Yu shook his head: "Be careful, although there is no prompt, but what if the number of times is limited? Once it is locked, we will no longer be able to get the key."
Hei Cha was so frightened that he quickly stopped twisting the hand of the combination lock: "Damn, I dare not try it."
"But in reality, You Yu is obviously not dead, how could there be a time for his death? Shouldn't we still test our ability to predict?" Song Yue complained.
Hei Cha was inspired and said in horror: "Will the dream maker be perverted... Let's kill the young master with our own hands, and then record the time of his death to unlock the lock..."
"This..." Although it sounds perverted, it is also a bit reliable, and everyone fell into silence.
Lao Yu gritted his teeth and raised his eyes to look at the crowd: "How about...try?"
He waited for everyone with complicated expressions to nod their heads.
"No," Chi Nan, who had been silent for a while, suddenly shook his head: "Try 1220 once."
Hei Cha was stunned: "Huh?"
Chi Nan focused: "Password, 1220."
Black Tea hesitated for a moment, turned the combination lock as Chi Nan said, but still couldn't open it: "No."
Chi Nan pondered for a moment, and said firmly again: "That's 0020, try again."
The black tea went to 0020 according to the words, only to hear a 'click', and the iron box bounced open.
Everyone: "...??!!!"
"Fuck, Chi Nan, you are crazy, how did you guess it?!" Hei Cha exclaimed.
A hint of unnoticeable bitterness flashed on Chi Nan's face, but it disappeared after a while, and he said in a low voice, "Last time you told me that the clock in You Yu's room pointed to 12:20, and I guess the clock stopped at his Time of death. I tried 1220 for the first time. If it is not right, it should be in the early morning, which is 00:20."
"You are so awesome, I can imagine that!" Hei Cha took out the key and was ecstatic.
Lao Yuque looked over with a complicated expression, and his tone became a little colder: "How can you imagine that it was the time of You Yu's death?"
The black tea is full of praise: "So we say that we are Chi Nanchao God."
Lao Yu twitched the corners of his lips and said, "But in our subconscious, You Yu is not dead at all. Even if you see the clock on the wall stop, you wouldn't normally think that way, right?"
The air was immediately silent for a moment, the atmosphere was a little subtle, only the black tea was unaware, and was still amazed at Chi Nan's keenness.
Chi Nan pursed his lips and said in a low voice, "I guessed it too."
After a moment, he picked up the blind stick, "Let's go."