Seeing that there was no one in the closet, he shook his head, Zhuang Wenhui turned around, continued to look for other places, and quickly walked into the bathroom of the bedroom.

Yan Junze frowned and stared at her back, and the guess in his heart was slowly taking shape.

After a moment, he spoke again.

"Zhuang Wenhui!"

……

"Wen Hui!"

The chubby middle-aged man's hand had just put down the iron tongs, and blood was still dripping from them.

"Don't you like to hide? From now on, I'll let you hide enough! ”

The man cracked his mouth and smiled cruelly: "But don't be found by me, if I find you, you will die an ugly death." Well, today is the first time, the first time I found you, and I will give you a reward first. ”

The iron tongs fell from Zhuang Wenhui's head, who was kneeling on the ground, and smashed firmly on her eyebrow bone.

The eyebrow bone cracked, blood splattered, Zhuang Wenhui's head buzzed, and the whole person lay on the ground, and his consciousness began to blur.

She wanted to cry, but she couldn't, and the tears seemed to be gone.

She wanted to ask for help, but she couldn't make a sound, because her throat was very dry and dry, and it had been two days, and there was no water.

After a while, the man stepped aside, and there was a rustling sound, and he seemed to unfasten his pants.

Then there was a sound of peeing.

After a while, the pants were fastened, and the man's joking voice sounded: "Don't blame me for not giving you water to drink, it's you who don't drink it, you want to die or live, you choose." ”

As the words fell, the man left with iron tongs.

In a daze, Zhuang Wenhui looked up at his washbasin, which was filled with yellow, bubbling liquid, and an unbearable smell permeated the room.

Hide, be sure to hide!

I must not let him find me!

Be sure to hide it!

……

"Zhuang Wenhui."

Yan Junze shouted twice, but the woman who entered the bathroom never appeared again.

He was stunned for a moment, then reacted, pushed open the closet door and walked out.

looked at the door of the bedroom bathroom, and then looked at Zhou Wenfei who was lying on the bed.

walked to the side of the bed and carefully inspected Zhou Wenfei's body, one of his eyeballs was indeed gone, and he was not breathing, his body was cold, and he was confirmed to be dead.

"Maybe ......" Yan Junze raised his head and sighed lightly, "Zhou Wenfei also played a game of hide and seek with Zhuang Wenhui. ”

He didn't move the corpse on the bed for the time being, and now that Cao Heng and Gu Dekang haven't been whereabouts, maybe he has to complete Zhuang Wenhui's task first.

Turned around and walked to the bathroom door, and used a flashlight to shine a light on the environment inside.

Zhuang Wenhui didn't find herself just now, but this woman's obsession may have made her choose to hide again, so the role of hide and seek may have changed again.

Yan Junze saw a lump of black hair floating on the surface of the toilet at a glance, and he didn't know when Zhuang Wenhui stuffed her strange body into the toilet and hid it.

Yan Junze thought about it, didn't walk in, but stood at the door of the bathroom and said, "Zhuang Wenhui, I found you again, you hide in the toilet, come out." ”

The head of the group moved, but Zhuang Wenhui did not appear.

Yan Junze continued: "Although I found you, just like just now, I won't hurt you, you can rest assured to come out boldly." ”

The hair in the toilet moved again, and then a person's face surfaced, revealing most of his face, and then stared in the direction of Yan Junze.

Yan Junze even took a step back, opened his hands, and looked inside the bathroom to show that he would not hurt her.

After a while, Zhuang Wenhui's body writhed, crawling out of the toilet in an extremely strange posture, the bones of his body gurgling, and many bent places slowly recovered.

But she didn't move, but lay on the ground on guard, her head tilted slightly, her voice hoarse, and a sentence burst out of her throat: "You...... Found me. ”

Yan Junze was smiling, still standing outside the door, with no intention of coming in. Because if you go in, it may make Zhuang Wenhui feel frightened or guarded.

"Still playing?" He spoke softly, not in the tone of someone in a higher position, but respectful and asking for the other person's opinion.

Zhuang Wenhui was slightly stunned, suddenly lowered her head, curled up in a ball, and never moved again.

A prompt popped up in Yan Junze's mind at this time.

[Hide and Seek, Creepy (Medium), completed, gain 1200 points of energy from another dimension]

However, as soon as the quest completion prompt disappeared, another new quest prompt popped up in my head almost synchronously.

After Yan Junze saw the task, he stood in place with some surprise, motionless.

After carefully examining the mission information, he began to mumble to himself: "Sure enough, it's strange here, this room, there is more than one weird. ”

At this point, he felt his hands become cold, and the temperature in the room seemed to become even colder.

Looking at the bathroom again, Zhuang Wenhui was still lying there, as if she was asleep.

But obviously the atmosphere in the room became different from just now, the temperature dropped quickly, and Yan Junze could already see the breath he exhaled.

He no longer paid attention to Zhuang Wenhui, who was motionless, turned around and left the door of the bathroom, and when he passed the bed in the bedroom, his eyes fell on the bed, and he was stunned.

At this time, there was already an extra person lying on the bed.

Yan Junze took a closer look, because he had recognized the photo before, and the other party's body shape was easy to identify, so he recognized the person lying on the bed at a glance as Gu Dekang.

Gu Dekang's eyes were open at this time.

Yan Junze reached out and pressed the position of his carotid artery, and after a moment, withdrew his hand.

In fact, the moment he touched the other party's skin, he already knew that Gu Dekang was dead, because the skin was cold.

Zhou Wenfei and Gu Dekang were lying side by side on the big bed, occupying two-thirds of the bed, and Yan Junze glanced at the remaining one-third of the blank.

Here, it should be the place where Cao Heng will appear later.

"Are there three weird?" He raised his head and pondered carefully, it was not impossible.

Now this second weird quest has been upgraded to "Horror (Low)", which is two notches higher than the "Creepy (Medium)" that played hide and seek just now.

But even so, this mission level still can't trap a top-level four-star spirit slayer here.

This suggests that there may be a third weirdness here.

After completing the first task just now, Yan Junze has now analyzed that the woman named Zhuang Wenhui is very likely to have been destroyed and abused during her lifetime, so she will be covered with scars and an abnormal obsession with hide and seek.

If Zhou Wenfei died at the hands of Zhuang Wenhui, it may have been found by Zhuang Wenhui in the process of hide and seek, or he found Zhuang Wenhui, and then he was killed by the other party.

That is to say, finding the other party or being found by the other party, the ending is the same, only by operating like you just now, can you reduce your own danger and solve Zhuang Wenhui's obsession.

In general, Zhuang Wenhui has no sense of security at all, being found by her is death, and finding her is also death. This may have something to do with the abuse she was given during her lifetime.

So why is Gu Dekang dying now?

Yan Junze stopped checking the corpse on the bed for the time being, turned around and walked towards the living room.

Out of the bedroom, under the light of the flashlight, he was stunned and looked into the living room.

At some point, a large cardboard box appeared there.

Not far from the front of the cardboard box, a simple wooden chair was placed.

And just after Yan Junze saw these suddenly appeared furnishings, his head began to suddenly become dizzy.

This is obviously a kind of magnetic field interference to consciousness, which is unaware, silent, and extremely influential, and has a strong penetrating force.

At this time, Yan Junze could completely turn on the control domain field and isolate all these magnetic fields, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was not necessary.

First of all, this state of dizziness and near-coma is almost exactly the same as before Zhuang Wenhui appeared just now.

It shows that this is the same method of operation, trying to make yourself unconscious so that you can carry out this strange next action.

Secondly, there are already some hints in the task just now, since this weirdness just wants to stun himself, it means that he doesn't want to kill people immediately, it is very likely to be the same as Zhuang Wenhui, and wants to play a certain game.

The third point is that you have a backfile, no matter how bad it is, you can also activate the [dying automatic rollback] by yourself, after the last energy consumption was exhausted, it has been restored for a while, plus the task of Zhuang Wenhui was completed just now, and there is energy as a guarantee.

So there is no need to worry about this aspect at all.

Without opening the control field, Yan Junze's body soon lost control, but he was not completely unconscious, but could feel that he was moving around, and then sat down.

His head was heavy, his eyelids couldn't be raised, and some inexplicable thoughts suddenly appeared in his consciousness.

For example, I need to put something on top of the cardboard box in front of me, for example, there seems to be some strange item in my pocket......

After a while, he could feel the movement of his coat pocket, as if there was really something foreign inside.

But because my head was dizzy, I couldn't look down. However, in this state, Yan Junze knew that he could still roll back with a single thought.

Things weren't as bad as they had just predicted.

I don't know how long it took to be in this confusion, but my consciousness began to gradually return, and the clarity of my five senses gradually increased.

Yan Junze raised his head, he found that he could slowly twist from the neck up, but his limbs still seemed to be a little disobedient, but he could still move slowly.

It was very difficult to raise his hand, and he felt that his five fingers could not be too forceful, and then he found that his body was hard and hard, and he couldn't get up from sitting on the chair at all.

Boom! Boom!

Two sounds suddenly came from the large cardboard box in front of him, as if to prompt or warn himself.

Yan Junze's gaze fell on the surface of the cardboard box and saw a black circle.

Next to the circle are written four words: put it here.

He pondered for a moment, and looked at the lid of the cardboard box not far from the black circle, which could be opened at any time.

This scene reminded him of a bad piggy bank he had seen, and the coins that were to be put into this piggy bank could not be thrown directly, but needed to be placed in a specific position on the piggy bank, and then the lid of the jar would automatically open, and a skeleton's ghost hand, or an animal's arm, would stretch out and slowly grab the coin into the piggy bank.

After a moment's hesitation, a strange thought rose in his mind telling him that he had something in his pocket, and he reached into his pocket.

The fingers still felt stiff, but the sense of touch didn't go away.

Soon Yan Junze touched something and pulled it out to see that it was a box of cigarettes.

He immediately turned his head to look at the coffee table, and sure enough, the cigarette case on the coffee table that he had seen before was gone, only a lighter and ashtray were there, and the pack of cigarettes should be the pack in his hand.

He paused, slowly reached the cigarette over to the black circle, and let go of his hand.

However, this time, the chair Yan Junze was sitting on was not forcibly turned around like Zhou Wenfei, but remained still.

He opened his eyes wide and saw that the lid of the cardboard box was slowly lifted, and a dark green arm stretched out from the box, and the five fingers of the arm were also dark blue, but the sharp nails were already black, as if they had been poisoned.

The hand quickly reached into the circle and grabbed the box of cigarettes, but instead of pulling it into the box, it tightened its fingers sharply and kneaded the box into a ball.

The cigarette case cracked, and the remaining cigarettes inside were torn apart, scattering a large amount of tobacco crumbs.

It wasn't until the cigarette case and cigarettes were crushed that the black fingers were released and silently retracted into the box.

After about four or five seconds, boom! Boom!

Hearing these two sounds, Yan Junze now knew that this was a reminder to put things in the past.

There was nothing left in the right pocket he had just touched, so he immediately stretched out his left hand and touched the left pocket.

His limbs were still stiff, and though he was reluctant, he slowly pulled the thing out.

During this process, Yan Junze's face was a little unpleasant, because just by his sense of touch, he had probably guessed what this thing was.

After taking the thing out and placing it in the circle on the cardboard box, he set his eyes on it.

Sure enough, it was a finger, a broken finger.

It should be a thumbs up.

Yan Junze didn't remember, after he saw Gu Dekang's body appear by the bedside just now, he didn't pay attention to whether his fingers were missing.

In addition, Gu Dekang's body was mostly covered, and his arm was also in the futon, so he didn't pay attention at all.

In short, this thumb should not be Gu Dekang's, or Zhou Wenfei's.

In his eyes, the lid of the carton was slowly lifted again, the black arm stretched out, and the five fingers with sharp nails opened, grabbing the severed finger.

This time, however, it didn't just crush its severed finger, but retracted its hand back into the cardboard box.

Not long after, a crisp chewing sound came out and penetrated into Yan Junze's ears.

Yan Junze's throat moved, feeling a little panicked, he found that he could speak, and then said loudly: "Zhuang Wenjing, can you eat this thing?" ”

Hearing someone call his name, the weirdness in the cardboard box stiffened suddenly, and the memory fragments in his obsession flashed quickly in his mind.

……

There was darkness all around, endless darkness, which made her very scared, but Zhuang Wenjing felt even hungrier, so hungry that she couldn't stand it, but she couldn't go out at all.

The middle-aged man's voice sounded outside, not hurried or slow, it seemed to be gentle, but it was as quiet as a moment before the storm.

"Wen Jing, are you hungry? When you are hungry, you put your hand out of this hole, and the food is already outside, and it is not delicious when it is cold. ”

"Wen Jing? Quiet? Asleep? Do you hear me? ”

Zhuang Wenjing, who was locked in a closed wooden box, was trembling with fear at the moment.

It's not that she doesn't want to answer, it's that she's scared and can't speak at all.

As long as she thought of the man outside in her mind, she couldn't help but feel fear welling up from the deepest part of her heart, and her whole body was cold.

But she was so hungry that she couldn't remember the last time she was full, or even how long it had been since she was given food by this man.

Her memory was completely blurred.

Zhuang Wenjing only had one feeling at the moment, hunger.

About a minute later, just when the man outside felt impatient and wanted to get angry, Zhuang Wenjing's hand couldn't help but reach out.

She knew exactly where the food was, and as she got closer, she could feel a warm smell.

"It's food! Food that has just come out of the pot! ”

Thinking of the man's words, Zhuang Wenjing was excited, and he didn't care about anything, and grabbed it.

In the next second, a scream came from the closed wooden box.

Then the man laughed uncontrollably, clutching his stomach and squatting on the ground, laughing so much that he was almost out of breath.

Zhuang Wenjing's tears kept rolling down, and he retracted his hand tremblingly, the palm of his left hand had been burned red, and even oozed blood, and some hot charcoal slag was still sticking to the skin and could not fall off.

"Stupid, stupid!" The middle-aged man outside was still laughing, stood up and scolded, "Won't you give it a try?" Just reach out and grab it, Lao Tzu gives you the potatoes roasted on charcoal, you don't grab the potatoes to catch the red-hot charcoal!? ”

Zhuang Wenjing didn't speak, just cried.

After a pause, the middle-aged man continued: "Why don't you try again, there are really potatoes, you won't believe me, right?" ”

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