The game starts to play dead.
Shen Dongqing waited for a long time, not understanding what secret he knew.
However, after thinking about it, it shouldn't be a particularly important matter, so he jumped off the iron bed first, pulling his slippers to check the situation around him.
The ward is simple and elegant, and there may be no decorations in order to prevent patients from hurting themselves.
Shen Dongqing tattered to the bed and opened the curtains.
wow-
The curtain was pulled to one side along the sliding rod, but there was no window behind it at all, but a portrait painted on the wall.
The person who paints is very good at painting, and it looks a bit real at first glance.
There is a half-open glass window on it, behind the window is a corner of the flowerbed, the sun is just right, and the little daisies are swaying. In the flowerbed, there was a little girl with pale golden horn braids and a big smile on her face, stumbling chasing butterflies.
Shen Dongqing was about to lower the curtains when he suddenly caught a glimpse of an abrupt spot in the corner of the flowerbed.
In the lower right corner of the window, an axe was exposed. The axe may have just chopped something, and even the delicate little daisies nearby were stained with blood. This painting was originally only the size of a window, and everything inside was a miniature version. If it weren't for a coincidence, I really wouldn't have discovered this.
Shen Dongqing stared at the axe for a while, then withdrew his hand and walked to the door of the room.
bang-
He tried to open the door, but after trying it, he realized that the door was actually a picture drawn on the wall. It looked lifelike, but it was actually a wall.
Shen Dongqing fumbled along the drawn door for a while, and changed it to knocking. Suddenly, a series of "dong dong dong" sounds came from the room.
But the sound of each wall is exactly the same, which means that it is solid, and there is no secret door.
No doors, no windows.
So how did he get in
Shen Dongqing thought for a while before he could understand it, scratched his hair and guessed, "Could it be an escape room?"
After going through the ghost town dungeon, he looked back at the letter he had left behind and recalled some things, but in the end his memory was incomplete, he had forgotten many things, and he had no idea how to deal with this kind of game dungeon that depended on IQ.
But the problem is not big. After facing the drawn door for a while, he turned around and went back to find clues.
"According to the rules, there must be a way to get out..." Shen Dongqing looked at the only piece of furniture in the ward.
I hope people who have stayed here will have the habit of writing a diary.
Thinking so, Shen Dongqing lifted the quilt and threw down the pillow, almost turning the whole bed over.
But it's a pity that this game copy didn't play cards according to reason, and there was no diary, note or anything at all.
Shen Dongqing looked at the quilt inside and out, but still nothing. He didn't know what to do for a while, sitting on the bare hospital bed with a pillow and trying to figure out what to do.
thinking about...
Shen Dongqing was sleepy, and headed little by little, finally resting on the pillow. Just when he was about to fall asleep, he heard a "dong" sound in a daze.
As if something was cut off.
Shen Dongqing woke up suddenly, opened his eyes and looked left and right, but nothing appeared at all.
thump—
Another sound.
Shen Dongqing walked around the ward holding the pillow, and finally settled on the window.
The window was painted on the wall, and there was no change at all. The little girl still had a smile on her face, and reached out to catch the butterfly, and she almost touched it.
But after watching it for a long time, it will make people feel that the little girl's smile is fake, she smiles, but there is no smile, her eyes are cold and even a little... indifferent.
Shen Dongqing leaned over and found that the inconspicuous axe in the corner was gone.
dong dong dong —
From the back of the painting came the sound of chopping vegetables and chopping melons.
Shen Dongqing thought for a moment, then reached out and touched the painting.
thump—
After the axe fell again, as if something had been cut off, it fell to the ground with another soft sound.
A gust of wind suddenly blew through the closed ward and blew the curtains. After the curtain fell, Shen Dongqing's figure disappeared, as if... entering the painting.
After a moment of weightlessness, Shen Dongqing found himself standing on a country road.
The weather here is not very good, the sky is gloomy, the wind is blowing, the trees on both sides are bare, the branches are twisted and weird, like a ghost hand, one of the crows fluttered and flew up, making a "quack" sound .
This background, this soundtrack, no matter how you look at it, it looks like the configuration of a horror movie.
But Shen Dongqing was not afraid at all, and even felt a little familiar and familiar.
Finally came to his favorite part! Of course, he prefers those simple and cute ghosts to those nerve-wracking brain teasers.
Shen Dongqing hugged the pillow and walked along the path. After a while, he saw a two-story log cabin appearing in front of him.
The color of the hut is conspicuous, and the gate is surrounded by a fence with a garden full of yellow and white daisies, and even the light is warmer and brighter than here.
However, being able to appear in such a place, no matter how safe and harmless on the outside, actually hides murderous intentions.
Fortunately, Shen Dongqing likes to die the most, so he pulled his slippers and came to the door, knocking on the door out of courtesy.
There was no movement.
Shen Dongqing waited for a while, but decided to break through the door.
Just then, the door slowly opened.
Shen Dongqing stopped and looked down.
The one who opened the door for him was a little girl with braids and a plaid skirt. She was short and cute.
"May I ask who you are..." The little girl blinked her eyes and asked curiously, "Are you Dad's friend?"
Shen Dongqing is not very good at deceiving people. After hesitating for a while, she said bluntly, "No."
The little girl tilted her head and said sweetly, "It doesn't matter if I don't. I have something I want your help with. Can you help me?"
Shen Dongqing: "Okay."
He walked in behind the little girl.
The little girl didn't have the slightest bit of precaution, and she didn't suspect that the stranger holding the pillow was a trafficker, a robber, or something. She was very enthusiastic and explained the situation of her own home.
The little girl's name is Liqi, and the family members include her father and mother. Now her parents are preparing to entertain guests.
Lizzie dashed to the front of the wooden house, tiptoed open the door.
Shen Dongqing stayed on the steps for a while, and swept across the corner of Li Qi's skirt, which was stained with radial bloodstains, as if the prey was splattered to death.
Li Qi raised her face: "Please come in—"
Shen Dongqing walked into the wooden house.
The furnishing of the wooden house is relatively simple. As soon as you enter the door, you will see a fireplace inlaid on the wall and a shotgun hanging on it. There is a long table in the living room. Maybe because of the setting of the times, there is no TV here.
Li Qi brought Shen Dongqing to the long table and pulled out the chair: "Please wait a moment, Mom and Dad are in the kitchen, I'll go find them!"
Since the host was so enthusiastic, Shen Dongqing didn't refuse, sat down on the chair, and put the pillow that he carried with him aside.
It took a long time for Li Qi to find her parents. Shen Dongqing waited for about fifteen minutes and no one came out. He couldn't wait, got up from his chair and walked towards the door leading to the kitchen.
Then Shen Dongqing and Li Qi just bumped into each other.
Lizzie's face flushed, and she dragged a man who resembled her with great effort, who should be her father.
But her father's condition is not very good, his face is distorted, his right arm and right leg are missing, and there are many marks on his body that have been slashed by sharp blades. It flowed all over the ground, almost accumulating into a small puddle.
Li Qi also saw Shen Dongqing, she did not panic, but showed a sweet smile: "What a disobedient guest..."
Shen Dongqing considered for a moment and asked, "Do you need to help you?"
After all, watching a little girl work alone is not very good.
Lizzie was choked up.
She may have never encountered such a calm guest, and she didn't know how to deal with it.
On the contrary, Shen Dongqing took over the father in Li Qi's hands very naturally, and dragged the body to the center of the hall.
"Okay." Shen Dongqing clapped his hands, "Is there any more?"
Li Qi was completely stunned, and subconsciously pointed to the kitchen.
Shen Dongqing carefully stepped over the blood stains on the ground and helped drag her mother out of the kitchen.
Now that's it, Lizzie's parents are finally reunited again, lying neatly on the floor.
Shen Dongqing was busy for a while and felt a little hungry. He didn't have any props on him, so he could only look at Li Qi: "Didn't you say your parents are preparing food? Are you ready?"
Don't be hacked to death if you're not ready.
Li Qi's little face was blank: "Huh?"
Shen Dongqing gave a "tsk" and pointed at the two corpses: "You won't let the guests eat this, right?" He shook his head, "I'm not interested in this, go get me something to eat."
Lizzie:…
She floated into the kitchen like a marionette, and quickly floated out again, with an extra plate of food in her hands.
The plate contained a piece of brown bread and a slice of carrot.
Shen Dongqing took a bite of the black bread and almost didn't move. "Bah", he spit it out: "This is too unpalatable! Is there anything else?"
Li Qi was completely led away by Shen Dongqing, and dragged her footsteps back into the kitchen again.
She stared blankly at the messy kitchen, and was about to open the wooden cabinet to look for food, when she suddenly caught a glimpse of the axe thrown in the corner, she froze for a moment, her eyes lit up.
Let you pick and choose.
Let you play unreasonably.
I'll kill you with an axe—
When she came out of the kitchen again, Lizzie was not holding the food, but an axe about her height.
At the same time, the two corpses that fell on the ground squirmed, got up, staggered to the wooden table, pulled out the chairs and sat down.
Shen Dongqing was nibbling on carrots when two bloody faces appeared in front of him. Fortunately, his mental quality was hard enough. After nibbling on the carrots in two or three times, he asked, "What's wrong? Did you find anything to eat?"
Li Qi didn't answer his question, but stood there dragging an axe with a big smile on her face: "You have to answer the question!"
Shen Dongqing: "You ask."
Lizzie: "Dad is rude and violent, Mommy is lazy, you say—who the hell?" She winked playfully, "You can only guess once."
"If you guess wrong, I'll invite you to eat an axe—"
Shen Dongqing thought about it seriously and said, "I don't think axe is very tasty, what do you think?"