Since meeting, Gu Meng has never seen Bo Ye so silent.
In the past, Bo Ye obviously loved to talk and laugh, he was coquettish and cheap, and when he laughed, he was contagious.
But since Tang Zhi lost contact without warning, the man has turned into a bottomless abyss——
Even if you try your best to shout down, you won't get any response.
Depressed terribly.
"Brother..." Peter Pan arched against Gu Meng, cast a suggestive glance at the dazed man across the way, and said hesitantly, "Three days have passed, and if it's still like this, think of a way."
Bo Ye leaned back on the sofa with a calm expression, staring intently at the floor in the center of the living room.
Everyone who returns to the Wisdom House will emerge from there first.
Three days have passed, apart from eating and sleeping, Bo Ye usually sits in the living room for a whole day, maintaining the same posture, ignoring anyone who speaks.
He was waiting for Tang Zhi to appear.
Gu Meng was in trouble, tried three or five times, but couldn't find a suitable word to speak, so she just shut her mouth and bowed to Enjin who was beside her.
Enjin didn't respond immediately, and he sighed after a while.
Then sit upright on the sofa, take off the mask on the face, and wipe the remaining essence on the hands without any waste.
"Boshen." Enjin threw the mask paper, rubbed her slender hands together, and said, "If Candi dies, are you going to sit here and wait forever?"
After finishing speaking, disregarding Bao Ye's sharp eyes and the gasps of the two people beside him, he shook his head regretfully, and said in a low voice: "It's really a shame to be immersed in your own emotions when you encounter problems. Used garbage...”
Gu Meng was dizzy, leaned back on the sofa, supported her forehead and said weakly: "I beg you to shut up."
"No matter what happens, it's not your business alone." Enjin picked up the donkey-hide gelatin red date tea on the coffee table and held it in her palm.
I saw him change his posture and sit on the sofa sideways and half kneeling.
There is a trace of natural obsequiousness in the elegant posture.
"Is Gu Meng and I's heads just for display? Hmm?" Enjin looked at Bo Ye, raised her narrow eyes, and said, "If you don't tell us the problem, how can we help you find a solution?"
"..." Peter Pan touched his head, consciously silent.
Apparently his head was regarded as a decoration by Enjin.
Bo Ye stared at En Jin expressionlessly, and after a long while, said sternly: "Mother, listen up, Candi is still alive."
Enjin narrowed her eyes slightly, and gritted her teeth secretly.
Come on, hurt each other.
Just as Enjin was about to say something, she was interrupted by Gu Meng beside her.
"Okay, okay, please be rational, everyone."
Although Enjin's words were not pleasing to the ear, Bo Ye responded anyway.
"Bo Ye." Gu Meng struck while the iron was hot, intending to get to the bottom of it, "Can you tell me in detail how Candi... disappeared?"
Bo Ye closed his eyes, leaned on the back of the sofa, and raised his hand to rub the center of his eyebrows.
The other three quietly waited for him to speak.
After an unknown amount of time, Bo Ye put down his hand, and when he opened his eyes again, there was obvious anxiety in his eyes, and the end of his eyes was also a little red.
"I didn't see you the moment you entered the Wisdom House." The deep voice was hoarse.
Bo Ye still remembers the feeling of palpitation when his hands suddenly became empty.
He propped up his jaw with one hand, and because he felt uneasy, he began to bite his index finger knuckle unconsciously, saying: "At first, I thought Candi had triggered an unknown trap in the game and couldn't get out of the copy."
"Or some kind of punishment mechanism, because..." Bo Ye blinked his red eyes, and finally moved his gaze away from the floor in the center of the living room, and said with difficulty, "He attacked other players at the last moment, which may be a violation of the rules." Behavior."
Peter Pan squatted on the sofa like a monkey. Hearing Bo Ye's conjecture, he immediately imagined all the consequences that Tang Zhi might encounter, and his face turned pale.
Without asking, he knew that Tang Zhi's target of attack was Xiaojiabiyu.
Gu Meng was inevitably worried.
"To be honest, Bo Ye." He thought for a while, and said intuitively, "After so many dungeons, I don't think the game has too many rules and constraints for players. Do you still remember Qin Jingjing in the first campus dungeon?" ?"
Mentioning the quiet girl, Gu Meng looked sad for a moment, and then said: "The cruel part of the game is that it allows players to tear off the cloak of civilization and return to the original evil. So, don't worry, Candi will not be punished for this."
A tired look appeared on Bo Ye's face, he turned his face and gently covered his eyes, a straight arc stretched from his neck to his chin.
"There is another possibility..." Bo Ye said slowly, "Candi has passed the level."
"Clear the level?" Peter Pan half-opened his lips dully, unable to digest the meaning of the word for a while.
Enjin looked at the steam rising from the cup, and asked thoughtfully, "How do you know?"
"That woman said at the inn that this was her last game." Bo Ye whispered, "She must know something to be so sure... So, the last game is most likely also Candi's last game .”
Hearing this, the other three were stunned at the same time.
Gu Meng also thought about the last level of the game.
Going through one copy after another, but there is no sign of ending, and occasionally there will be a sense of powerlessness that can't see the end.
Now I heard that Tang Zhi may clear the level, which means that this game has an end, that is to say, everyone has hope to completely get rid of this alien space, which makes people feel restless.
"Candi has gone through one more dungeon than us." Gu Meng thought about it and said, "If we take out the Wednesday that we archived without permission, Candi has gone through six dungeons in total... Could it be said that the requirement for customs clearance is to go through six dungeons ?”
Enjin took a sip of jujube tea, shook his head, and said, "The date we enter the dungeon is constantly advancing. The day we enter the campus is on Monday, the day we enter the hospital is Tuesday, and the day we enter the snow mountain is Wednesday, in turn. By analogy..."
Enjin glanced at the electronic clock buried in a pile of objects on the coffee table, and said, "The next game will start on Saturday. According to the rules, there must be a seventh day, but the seventh day has a special form and may not be played again." It’s done as a team.”
Gu Meng frowned and said, "So, the seventh day is a cutoff point different from previous game modes?"
Enjin said, "You can say that."
The originally clamorous mood slowly sank, Gu Meng leaned back on the back of the sofa and lowered her head to think.
"Is it..." At this time, Pan Peter, who was squatting aside, whispered in frustration, "We all have to part ways one day?"
He remembered that he had only gone through two games, which was far from the number of levels his brothers had cleared, and if his brothers all disappeared like Candi did after the sixth game, he would be alone.
Peter Pan buried his face between his knees, pursed his lips and said nothing.
The atmosphere in the living room suddenly became silent, as if the sea was full of water, and the air weighed heavily on everyone's heart.
At this moment, Peter Pan looked up at the men and asked Gu Meng, "Brother, how did you get together? Is the prop useful?"
Gu Meng thought for a while, then slid from the sofa to the floor, pushed away the piles of sundries on the coffee table with one hand, took out a red dice from the bottom, and handed it to Peter Pan.
"If an item reward is dropped after a dungeon is over, it probably needs to be shared by the surviving players, so they will form a binding relationship." Gu Meng deduced based on past experience, "If there is no reward, the players will return to their original place. Wisdom House. We were lucky and got the props in the first game, so we experienced each subsequent game together.”
Peter Pan took the red dice that was as transparent as agate, studied them in front of his eyes, nodded half-understanding, and said, "No wonder, no wonder... nine people escaped from the ancient town, but we and Miss Chunying They didn't go back to the same room, so it turned out that the item didn't drop."
Pan Peter thought about it, and said with some fear: "Brother, if you hadn't given me the universal | door card in prison, I don't know where I am now."
The door card is a mission reward for Gu Meng and the others. With the door card, Peter Pan was able to sneak into the smart house of the bosses.
Gu Meng bent her legs, looked at the ceiling, Yubai's face was blank for a while, and said: "Next game, bring the dice, maybe it will help."
Peter Pan threw the red dice in his palm, curious: "Brother, tell me, what is the use of this dice?"
Gu Meng didn't figure it out, she shook her head, and said casually: "After the first game, the four of us used it when playing mahjong, and then threw it aside and never touched it again."
"..." Pan Peter looked at the dice in his hand, which was exquisitely crafted like a handicraft, and felt that the mahjong table was not its final destination.
Enjin glanced at Bo Ye who was not paying attention and fell into a depressed mood, then half-lowered her head and stuffed her temple hair behind her ears, and said seriously: "Bo Ye, cheer up, we just lost a copy of Tang Zhi , faster than our speed can catch up."
Because Bo Ye covered his eyes and remained motionless, those who didn't know thought he was asleep, so he didn't respond for a long time.
Enjin didn't force Bo Ye any more, and understood what he was upset and anxious about. Even a friend might not be able to understand a ten-thousandth of the pain he was enduring at the moment.
"I said..." Bo Ye's deep voice sounded, showing a frosted texture in the silent living room, "Have you ever thought about it?"
"Why are we here?"
"Where will it go in the end?"
"What's the point of all this?"
After listening to Bo Ye's series of questions, no one could give a definite answer, just like encountering the ultimate three questions in life.
"Seven-day escape game..." After a long while, Gu Mengfa murmured in a daze, "It seems like a curse that fell on human beings and was abandoned by the gods to another dimension... But what will happen on the seventh day?" ?”
Is it the end, or another beginning
No one knows.
It's almost midnight on Saturday.
According to past practice, everyone entered their respective rooms early.
The first few times, when it was near zero, the player would fall asleep uncontrollably.
But this time, there was an exception.
Enjin lay on her back on the bed, her consciousness still awake. He has an intuition that his body is gradually getting rid of the shackles of the rules, getting out of the game more and more.
He heard the subtle sound of the "tick" of the second hand passing by. His fingers rested lightly on his abdomen, and his fingertips tapped with the rhythm of the second hand.
"three… "
"two… "
"one."
After silently reciting the three numbers, an unprovoked sound of water swept through my ears, and my eyes fell into a brief darkness.
After three seconds, or maybe a minute, Enjin found that time lost its shape and meaning in the darkness, until a soft, soft male voice that was almost eerily familiar brought him back to the light again—
"Grandmaster."
Enjin squinted her eyes due to the sudden warm sun, and when she came back to her senses, she found that she was standing on a long, narrow north-south road.
The asphalt road is only long enough for one car to pass, surrounded by low mountains, and a row of evergreen trees line both sides of the road.
Judging by the icy white snowmelt falling on the treetops, it was some time in winter.
Enjin looked down at her attire, a short down jacket with jeans, casual attire for daily travel.
On Enjin's left, a car was parked, and the passenger door on his side was wide open.
Through the car window, one could see that Gu Meng, Bo Ye and Pan Peter were sitting inside, but they were all in a deep sleep with their heads drooped.
Enjin's eyes were immediately attracted by the tires underneath—
Although the vehicle body is static, the tire is a kind of dynamic static.
Just like a car was captured and frozen into a photo when it was running at high speed, the tires became a few ring wheels that turned into phantoms, and the original shape could not be seen.
Facing such a weird scene, Enjin just slightly raised his eyebrows, not surprised at all.
Apparently, time and space were temporarily frozen by some mysterious force.
"Grandmaster."
The person standing in front of him didn't get attention for a long time, so he had to call out again.
Only then did Enjin raise her eyes Shi Shiran, and the moment she saw the person opposite, her expression was a little dazed.
Standing in front of him was a tall man with his hands in his trouser pockets, wearing a black formal suit that was almost rigid.
Even though the man's face was painted with red, blue and white paint to look like a clown, Enjin could tell at a glance that the man had the same appearance as him.
It was a deep and almost terrifying familiarity—
The person in front of him is himself.
"Who are you… "
As soon as Enjin opened his mouth, the man across from him shook his head lightly at him, and at the same time withdrew his hand from his trousers pocket and reached out to Enjin.
Enjin glanced down at his hand, was silent for two seconds, and extended her hand as well.
The moment the fingertips touched the fingertips, Enjin's pupils dilated, and a large amount of information poured in. The speed and intensity of the collision was like the explosion at the beginning of the universe.
At the same time, Enjin's facial demeanor is also undergoing subtle changes, the slight charm revealed in the corners of the eyes and brows dissipated without a trace, and what is slowly occupying the high ground is a deep and breathless sternness and oppression feel.
When a blue-yellow leaf fell from the treetop, Enjin put down her hand.
He lowered his head, his bangs covered his eyes, showing no emotion.
"I believe you have already understood the current situation. Although you accidentally let you enter the test area, fortunately, you were discovered in time and did not cause irreparable losses." Mr. Clown knew that the other party needed time to adapt, so he explained to him first, "Master, since the proving ground has been closed since the beginning of the game, it is impossible to communicate with the outside world, so please be patient for a while, and you can leave after this instance."
Enjin still didn't respond, and stayed where she was, only the dark aura surging around her reminded him that he was still there.
If not, Mr. Clown thought his "spirit" had left his body.
"Grandmaster?"
If Enjin is regarded as a normal person, Mr. Clown is his master personality. Therefore, even when facing a man whose status is far above him, he did not show any respect or submission except for using honorifics.
In a sense, he is Enjin in this dimension of space.
Cool and cool, covering the sky with one hand.
"Regulator No. 1." Enjin finally reacted, and when he lightly raised his eyelids, his eyes were deep and distant.
"Yes." Mr. Clown replied.
"Can you..." Enjin's soft voice became slow and deep, half ordering, "Eliminate Supervisor No. 2 completely."
Supervisor Two is the Empress, the womanizer and the most active of his invisible characters.
Mr. Clown: "..."
He was silent for so long just now, so he was thinking about this matter. It seems that the performance in the last game made the master very mindful.
After Mr. Clown disappeared, Enjin stood there for a while.
The weather is fine today, the sun is warm and the sun is shining brightly, and there is a fresh breath in the mountains after the snow melts.
Of course Enjin knows that her name is not "Enjin", and she also knows that she does not belong here, and even more remembers all the things that happened after entering the testing ground by mistake, and she has completely found herself——
A memory spanning five billion years.
He accepted the fact calmly.
After living for too long, there is nothing worth causing emotional fluctuations. To put it plainly, there is no emotion.
Enjin pulled up the zipper of the down jacket and sat back in the back seat of the car.
Just as she was about to close the door, she turned and saw Gu Meng's profile.
The heart constricted without warning.
The door was only half closed.
Gu Meng was still sleeping, the sun outside the car shone on that fair face, the shadows and light intertwined, highlighting the crow-like eyelashes covering the lower eyelids, the straight bridge of the nose, and the delicate and plump lower lip , And that smooth jawline.
A man carved from white jade.
At the moment when Enjin recovered, she didn't even think about the existence of this person. Compared with her past experience, the time she was in the testing ground was as short as a grain of sand, let alone her fascination with the man in front of her.
Like a ridiculous joke.
but…
The body's reaction far exceeded Enjin's expectations—
Just place the sunflower and the sun. If Gu Meng were the light, this body would have already developed phototaxis.
The mood that had been silent for hundreds of millions of years fluctuated at this moment, and Enjin felt a little bit hard to get along.
The car door closed with a "bang", the pause button was released, and the scenery outside the car window reversed in a streamlined manner in an instant.
Even the wind came alive.
Enjin stared at Gu Meng, unable to look away.
He watched the pair of long eyelashes tremble, and then Gu Meng opened his eyes sleepily.
After Gu Meng was born, she first looked around and realized that they were in a moving car.
Ahead is a narrow and long asphalt road, and I don't know where it leads.
Then, perhaps noticing the irresistible gaze beside him, he turned his face and met Enjin's eyes directly.
Gu Meng slightly nodded to him, silently asking what's the matter with her eyes.
Those dark eyes, like rain flower stones at the bottom of the water, hide the tenderness of the night.
Enjin clearly felt that the clamor in her heart was getting stronger and stronger, and she could no longer use the reason of "body instinct" to forcefully explain it.
Strange and fresh experience—
For the person in front of me, the body is obviously very familiar, but the mind is a little strange, and perhaps there is a slight throbbing of the first encounter that is not easy to detect.
After hesitating for a while, suppressing the slight hotness in his heart, Enjin's expression was still stern, and he stretched out his hand towards Gu Meng.
"Hello." He thought for a while, and said, his soft male voice was without any extra emotion, and sounded very formal, "My name is Enjin."
Gu Meng glanced down at the hand that was handed over to her, and then blinked, as if she understood something.
He took Enjin's hand without any surprise, raised his eyes to look at him, and said, "Hi, nice to meet you."
The car carried a group of four people into a residential area. The streets were wide and many small bungalows could be seen along the way.
In front of a three-story house, the driver stopped the car, because the brim of the top hat was pressed down so low that he couldn't see his face clearly.
The driver got out of the car, and after taking out the four large suitcases in the trunk, he got in the car, started it, and drove away without explaining anything.
Four people stood on the street, looking around. Snow is piled up beside the curb, and the trees and roofs are also covered with white snow. The facades and yards of every house have been decorated with red and green, which is very Christmas atmosphere.
Let’s take the house in front of them, with a Christmas wreath hanging on the white fence, and the head of the white-bearded grandfather hanging in the middle, smiling happily.
Gu Meng noticed that there was a small wooden board next to the garland, with four characters written in chalk on it - "Do not enter the living".
Gu Meng flipped the board over again, but there was nothing on the back, he said flatly: "This reminder is worse than 'there is a vicious dog inside'."
"Brother." Pan Peter came over with the suitcase, looked at the sign, then looked at Gu Meng, and said innocently, "Since the living are not allowed in, shall we still go in?"
Gu Meng looked at the three-story bungalow in front of her. It was built in a Nordic style, red all over, with a lovely yard. The lawn was neatly trimmed in the yard, but now most of it is covered by snow.
"If you don't go in, you want to sleep on the street and be a little match boy on Christmas Eve?" Gu Meng pulled her suitcase, pushed aside the low fence, and walked in first.
Peter Pan let out an "oh", looking at the mansion in front of him, feeling somewhat conflicted in his heart, but a game is a game, and he cannot refuse it.
"I don't want to be a little match for selling boys..." The little boy touched his nose and followed silently.
The door of the house opens with a push, leading directly to the spacious living room.
When Gu Meng went in, he found that there was already a man and a woman inside.
The two dresses are quite individual, they are called Gothic if they are international, and they are Shamat if they are local.
When a man and a woman saw the four people coming in, they stood up from the suitcase spread out on the ground with deep alertness in their expressions.
The young boy asked bluntly: "Hey! Brothers, where is this? Who are you?"
The boy was in his early twenties at most, wearing death pants, his legs were stretched out, his half-length hair was branched like a hedgehog, and his smooth oblique bangs covered half of his eyes.
With a rebellious expression, he looks like a social guy.
The girl next to her was dressed in black, with nose rings and lip studs intact, a row of pierced ears so that half of the ear was almost transparent, eye shadow and lipstick were exaggerated black and purple.
She spitting out bubble gum, stood unsteadily behind the boy, and looked at the four men who came in one by one. Looking at them, her guarded expression restrained a little, and she showed a little smile of interest.
"We have the same identity as you." Gu Meng looked at the boy, then at the girl, and said, "Your first time entering the game?"
The boy was stunned for a moment, and asked back, "How do you know? What game? He was caught in a coffin for no reason, and he was here when he woke up."
Gu Meng nodded, showing a very experienced look. After entering the house, she put the suitcase aside, looked at the furnishings in the house, and said, "Don't be nervous, follow the plot, just get used to it."
The boy frowned, and wanted to ask him something, but Gu Meng spoke first.
He raised his chin and pointed to their open suitcases, and said, "What? You come from a Fengshui family? There are so many things to ward off evil spirits."
Hearing this, everyone focused their eyes on the two large suitcases on the ground, and they saw that apart from daily clothes, there were candlesticks, yellow charms, red beans, red threads, crosses, crystal balls and dolls on them, which combined Chinese and Western elements, and were in harmony with the environment of the bungalow. Extremely incongruous evil spirits.
Putting aside the novice question for the time being, the young man scratched the hedgehog's head and said, "I'm also wondering. I found these things when I opened the box. Is this the legendary equipment?"
Gu Meng paused for a moment, then opened her own box to check.
Peter Pan also followed his example and put the suitcase down.
The results showed that there were also those miscellaneous instruments inside.
Pan Peter's face was a little pale, and he slumped on the ground, and said, "Brother, isn't this a hint of naked|naked|naked? This game must be haunted... Maybe we are expected to catch ghosts!"
Gu Meng has a big head, habitually looking at Enjin.
Enjin's face was expressionless, so cold and inhumane that others would think they were too cold to panic at a glance.
Gu Meng hurriedly looked away again, feeling a little unaccustomed to Enjin like this for the time being.
"Probably not as bad as you think."
At this time, Bo Ye who was leaning against the corner spoke calmly.
"Brother Ye!" Pan Peter's eyes lit up, he looked at him and said, "What do you say?"
Bo Ye gestured to the box with his eyes, and said, "These magic tools may not be used for catching ghosts."
Gu Meng said: "How do you know?"
Bo Ye said indifferently: "It may be used to save ourselves."
“……………”
Everyone was stunned for a while.
Bo Ye tapped the floor with his toes.
At his prompt, the others looked at their feet.
The sun shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows...
but no shadow—
belong to their respective shadows.
The author has something to say:
Candi will be brought back by Enjin. After all, there is still a uniform temptation, so I can't miss it.
Thank you for the mine~