Before everyone could understand what the old butler said, the old butler turned around and left.
Some players couldn't help asking what to do with the blood and mess in this place, and the old housekeeper's answer was very light and simple.
"When it's time for breakfast tomorrow, a waiter will clean up automatically. Don't worry, everyone."
The players looked at each other, and finally remembered that the old housekeeper said that only the room was safe, and some players who had been frightened for a long time quickly took their things and went to the second floor.
Someone moves first, and the others follow each other up the stairs. Only the players who felt the horror of "Night Demon Killer" at close range asked a little confused.
"How dare you go to sleep in the room! The old housekeeper just said that there is a room that the murderer likes in those rooms, maybe he is staying in the room now! Anyway, he has killed ten people tonight Well, we might as well stay in the hall till the end!"
However, his words were quickly refuted by others: "It's not safe at all in the hall, otherwise we wouldn't have killed ten people directly, and we couldn't resist at all. Besides, who told you that the murderer only killed Ten people? The words on the forum are just speculations of the players. Can you believe them all? For the ten people who died tonight, except for the mustache, we don’t know whether the remaining nine people said that. I don’t know! Mustache only said half of what he said, but he was killed in the end?”
"So just believe half of what the players say on the forum. Instead of letting yourself die and not think about anything bad, it's better to follow the rules honestly and take strict precautions, so as to survive until the end! But in the end, there are too many people It should be more powerful, I think it’s best for five or six people to live in one room, anyway, the luxurious rooms in the castle are very large, and it’s okay to move around in their own rooms during the day and sleep on the carpet at night.”
The man who spoke was tall and tall, with hideous scars on his face, but his eyes were very upright. At first glance, he might be scared, but if he looked carefully, he would make people feel somewhat reliable. Song Kefeng glanced at him, thinking that this person might be his colleague. But judging by the injuries on his face, maybe he was close to death in the process of entering the dream world.
Everyone felt that what the tall, scar-faced man said made sense, and each went upstairs with careful thoughts. When the seven of them went upstairs, Mo Yang asked Song Kefeng directly: "Is your intuition only for prisoners? Is the room where you live with the fat man the one where your intuition is particularly strong?"
Song Kefeng didn't want to talk to this arrogant fugitive, but the confrontation an hour ago made him clear that this time the murderer would be difficult for him to deal with alone, so he could only answer in a bad tone: "I'm a policeman, isn't it a good thing that my intuition is right for criminals?" ? Moreover, this intuition is not innate, it is accumulated through years of experience."
Mo Yang suddenly got excited: "Then you will walk around the castle now and lead us to find the murderer, and then the seven of us will work together to bring him down! We have seen him before, except that the speed is a little faster. , The flexibility of the body is terrible, and the scimitar is a little sharper, so he should not be very powerful."
Song Kefeng rolled his eyes directly, "Do you think I'm a police dog who has smelled criminals? Besides, intuition is just an aid. If everything is decided by intuition, what is the need for personal efforts?"
Mo Yang first nodded in agreement with Song Kefeng's words, and then thought of his hairy little Tang Mian and shook his head: "Anyway, it doesn't matter whether it works or not, let's try it first. If we can really meet him, we can take the initiative." right."
Qi Hongcai found out that Song Kefeng was a policeman, which made him feel very comforted, and at the same time couldn't help but say: "Anyway, our luck is not very good, and our intuition always feels bad things, even if Officer Song's intuition is not good. Sure, we can always find some clues if we work hard. We must have intuition and action, and we must be firm!"
In the end, Song Kefeng had no choice but to walk through the second floor of the castle from the beginning to the end with the other six people. On the way, they saw that many players from adjacent rooms crowded into one room. Obviously, it feels safer when there are more people. Finally, Song Kefeng stopped abruptly when passing by the room numbered 232, he suddenly felt that this room gave him a very bad feeling.
As soon as Song Kefeng stopped, Mo Yang, Zhou Api and Qi Hongqi Fu cheered up and looked over.
"Is this the room?"
"Shall we go in and take a look first?"
"Isn't it? I just saw two people walking out of this room and going to another room."
Mo Yang knocked on the door without saying a word, but after knocking several times, no one opened the door and came out. On the contrary, someone opened the door of room 231 next to it and saw the person standing in front of room 232: "What are you knocking on the door for? What's the matter?" A feeling of gloom.
Zhou Api rolled his eyes and replied quickly: "It's nothing. My buddy has a strong intuition. He thinks this room is not very auspicious. I want to inform the owner of the room so that they don't sleep here tonight."
The male player who opened the door suddenly turned ugly, and he took a step back into the room: "Your intuition is really so good?" This is especially cautious.
Fatty Zhou nodded: "That is, a spirit that is always good but not bad."
The corner of the male player's mouth twitched: "Thank you for reminding me. However, my companion and I have already lived here, so we should be fine, right?"
Fatty Zhou stroked his chin and looked at Song Kefeng without saying a word. Song Kefeng naturally wouldn't say it to death: "I just think this room makes people feel uncomfortable. Anyway, don't stay here tonight."
After he finished speaking, he didn't speak again. After the seven people left, the player who opened the door still had a bad face.
"Hey, Liu Tao, didn't you say go back to get things? Why haven't you left yet?"
Liu Tao restrained the expression on his face and retreated: "It's okay, and it's not necessary. It's getting late, let's rest first, and it's not too late to get it tomorrow."
After turning around, they only found a suspicious room, and there were no people in that room, so Mo Yang and the others didn't do anything else. We have already experienced a battle tonight, and everyone is mentally exhausted. Let's wait until tomorrow to talk about anything. Moreover, they also wanted to see if any accidents would happen to the people living in that house, so that they could determine whether Police Song's "bad guy instinct" would be useful here.
After returning to the house, the seven people discussed and divided into three groups to watch the night. It wasn't until seven o'clock in the morning the next morning, after a peaceful night, that everyone had almost recovered, and the seven of them went back to their rooms to wash and then came down to have breakfast, they realized that last night was not a safe night.
"...Old housekeeper, my companion was very hungry last night. I went to the kitchen to get food but didn't return overnight. I went to the kitchen this morning and didn't see my companion. Do you know where he is?"
A female player with braided hair asked the old butler. The old butler turned his head and glanced at the waiter who was carrying the plate. The waiter shook his head slightly: "There are no traces of guests in the kitchen or warehouse, and we don't know where the guests went. Yes. After all, after ten o'clock in the evening, we went to rest."
This made the female player turn pale, and it was more than that, after the female player asked, the other players present began to count the number of players, and soon another person exclaimed: "There are only eighty-six people left here! Where are the other four? Are they still sleeping?"
Everyone's complexion changed, and almost everyone had an "unknown premonition" in their hearts.
Mo Yang naturally also had this bad feeling, but after having this feeling, he suddenly understood that maybe "having an ominous feeling" and "destroying the collection in the castle" would really lead to being targeted by a murderous maniac. die. But since they know these two points, they are hard to guard against. After all, no one can control their own mood and thoughts. In this situation where more and more people are dying, everyone will feel anxious and feel uncertain. In other words, in fact, from the first day they entered the castle, they were already the target of that murderous maniac who was about to be completely wiped out.
There is no need to worry about whether they really said or did what, anyway, in the end, everyone will have an ominous premonition when people die one by one.
Until lunch time, the players did not find the four people who disappeared for no reason. But everyone knows one thing - two of these four people went out in the middle of the night to find food and didn't return overnight. The remaining two people went to the observatory in the middle of the night, and they didn't know what to do, but they couldn't find anyone either.
"So don't run around in the middle of the night. Didn't the housekeeper tell you that you will be safe only if you stay in the room. As long as you are not unlucky and live in a 'must die' room, you can stay safe until the end."
"You put it lightly. Fourteen people died in just one night. After all, how many people will be left on the tenth day after nine days? Will the remaining people inevitably live in the mortal house? So according to According to you, we should be anxious and obediently wait to die?"
"Then what do you think we should do?! We all got together in the hall for a fart, didn't we get killed ten people by that murderer as if we were in no man's land!! Resist and can't resist, it doesn't depend on luck How do you intuit this game?!"
The more the two talked, the more heated it became until they slapped the table and threw the plate, and almost got into a fight.
Mo Yang looked at the broken plate with beautiful patterns on the ground, looked at the two angry people, and thought to himself, I'm afraid you all think that you didn't die early enough.
No matter how worried the players were, the night still came as expected. After dinner this time, everyone went back to their rooms in silence. When they went upstairs, Mo Yang saw the player who was supposed to live in room 232 last night. He is still alive. So, is it only dangerous to live in the room? The two nodded at each other and passed by.
In the middle of the night, a huge noise accompanied by screams spread throughout the entire castle. Song Kefeng and Fatty Zhou, who were on guard at night, quickly looked at each other. Song Kefeng opened the door and rushed out. Fatty Zhou yelled and woke up the others, and then they ran out without shoes on.
There were people from several rooms who opened the door, and more players dared not open the door after hearing the noise.
Even though the screams came from different directions, Song Kefeng found it with his precise intuition. However, after passing by, he saw the five players who had fallen to the ground and died, and there were two remaining players who looked bewildered. The corner of his mouth twitched.
"Old Song! Did you catch that guy!! Here we come!" Zhou Api ran over and was stunned when he saw the two people opposite. Then he reached out and patted his forehead and cursed.
When Mo Yang and the others got together with the players who opened the door and rushed over with weapons, they all felt very weird and entangled—
The two surviving players standing in front of them were exactly the same from top to bottom.
"Fuck! Is this the real or fake Monkey King?!" Qi Fu slapped his thigh and shouted.
Seeing the two survivor players turn their heads to look at him with the same expression, they said in unison: "What Monkey King, hurry up and catch him! He is that murderous maniac!! I saw him kill five people with my own eyes what!"
All the players who rushed over to watch and help: "..." They don't have the golden hoop mantra, and they don't have the Tathagata Buddha Avalokitesvara, how the hell can they identify it? !
[Open below, Ice and Snow Fortress "Guess, Guess, Guess, Guess" featured game. Players are asked to use their intuition to guess the real murderous maniac. Players who guess right can get immunity from death for one day, and ominous things will happen if they guess wrong~]
Black-faced group of seven: "..." This rubbish game eats jujube pills and throws it!
[A total of 18 players were present, the final result is that the minority obeys the majority, let’s start voting now~]
Mo Yang saw a question and answer option appeared in front of him:
[Who do you think is the real player Liu Tao, player A\B.]
Mo Yang twitched his mouth and looked at the opposite player Liu Tao, who was exactly the same except for the letters on the top of his head. He thought that he had previously thought that this person had escaped a catastrophe, but now he was standing on the verge of death. But these two Liu Taos are really hard to tell apart now. They do the same actions, say the same words, have the same expressions, and wear the same clothes. It is completely impossible to tell who is real and who is fake.
Mo Yang turned his head to look at Wanmei, Wanmei carefully observed the two people, and directly stepped forward with his scalpel, his scalpel quickly slashed towards one of the two, but both of them moved at the same speed. escaped.
"Hey! Why are you pointing a knife at me!! I'm a real person, stay away from me!] ×2.
[Players are not finished for nothing, please pay attention, players are not finished for nothing, please pay attention, this game is all based on intuition, and any anatomical stimulation behavior is rejected! !]
Dr. Wan clicked his tongue. Picked an A at random. How simple is this kind of thing, as long as you let him dissect it, even if you copy and paste it, you can find the essential difference, but this game doesn't allow dissecting at all.
Mo Yang couldn't help but let out a pop. "Hey, it seems that the game world has tolerated you for a long time."
Wan didn't pay attention to him.
Mo Yang asked Song Kefeng: "Old Song, who did you choose?" He planned to choose Song Kefeng's opposite.
Song Kefeng glanced at Mo Yang, and immediately knew what this person was up to, and sneered, "I chose A, you choose B."
Mo Yang: "..."
I feel that this old dog Song may not tell him the truth. President Mo's eyes rolled and he decided to choose A.
Then the heavy game system music started.
[I regret to tell you that only seven of the eighteen players chose the correct survivor, B, and all the other eleven chose the wrong survivor. The power of the murderous night demon has been enhanced. See you tomorrow night!]
When the game system sound disappeared, one of the two players who looked exactly the same suddenly burst out laughing, and before everyone could react, he killed the innocent player Liu Tao next to him, even faster than last night. However, he didn't continue to kill, but laughed wildly all the way and jumped down the first floor.
Looking at Song Laogou's expression of "I knew you would choose A", Mo Yang was heartbroken. Why is he so thoughtful! ! In the end, among the seven of them, only Zhou Api and Qi Fu chose the right one, which can be said to be quite dark. Mo Yang even thought that if he continued to rely on intuition for the next eight days, he might face the failure and punishment of the game for the first time in the dream world. Even with Old Dog Song around, it's only the second day.
Hold.