"Well, we have to do one thing next in this situation!" Yan Zizi looked at Xu Weidao seriously.

"What's the matter?" The doppelganger said.

"Run! Let's run! Yan Zizi shouted.

"Run? Hey, uncle, is that what you're talking about? There's no better way. Xu Wei's doppelganger followed behind Yan Zijiu and said loudly.

"What can I do at this time, do you know how many ghosts will appear next? Can we deal with it? The best way to do this, of course, is to run away. Is it stupid to fight with so many ghosts? Come on, this is a haunted house. The time and place are not right, and we don't have it, what can we do if we don't run? This quest doesn't remind you of any way to clear the level. I had to run away. Yan said without looking back.

The two of them were scurrying around the huge room like headless flies, and they had no clue.

"Hey, uncle! Don't run! Don't you think this place sounds familiar? Xu Wei's doppelganger pointed to the door that was kicked by Yan Zizi and said.

Yan Zijiu's face was ruddy, he gasped slightly, stopped and looked at the broken Japanese-style sliding door, it was indeed that he kicked it badly, and then glanced at Xu Wei's clone standing there like a nobody, and said, "Because it's a clone, won't you get tired?" It's amazing. ”

"Well, because it's a doppelganger, I won't get tired, but I'll be tired, and I already have a faint feeling that my spirit is starting to get a little worse, and I feel a little bit of lack of concentration." Xu Wei said this through the mouth of the doppelganger.

"I'm sure we've been running straight ahead, how did we come around and come back?" Yan Zizi walked into the room and looked at the wall clock.

"Huh?" Yan looked at the wall clock suspiciously. Then he asked Xu Wei behind him: "From the bell ringing, it has been so long since we ran out." How long has it been? ”

Xu Wei said: "I don't know the specific time, but uncle, you are slightly gasping, I think it should be a while." ”

"That's weird. Why didn't the bell go? Yan Zizhi looked at the wall clock strangely, and the minute and hour hands on it all pointed to twelve o'clock, and there was no change.

"Uncle, you shot the bell to pieces, how can it move. Are you confused, or are you scared silly? Or Alzheimer's disease is ahead of schedule? Xu Wei looked at Yan Zizi with a smile and said.

"You go and try it, keep walking towards the front of this hallway, and see if you can come back here." Yan Zijiu ignored Xu Wei's ridicule and commanded him without explanation.

Xu Wei manipulated the clone and nodded, and walked slowly towards the front.

After a while. Sure enough, Xu Wei returned here again. "It's a ghost hitting the wall." Doppelganger.

"It's probably something like a ghost hitting a wall, but it's not the same." Yan Zijiu's face was not very good.

Yan Zizhi sat on the tatami mat with his legs crossed, his hands wrapped around his chest and said: "There are no ghosts, no danger, just trapped here, without any reaction." It's strange that the broken bell doesn't even move. What exactly does this haunted house game want us to do? ”

Xu Wei looked at the whole room in another space, the room was very simple, a wall clock, a vase of flowers, and a line of words.

That line of words is "every second counts"

Xu Wei looked at the flowers, the words, and the clock. Is there any connection between the three? And what does it mean that every second counts? Xu Wei fell into deep thought.

Thinking consumes a lot of his mental energy, and he maintains the existence of a clone, so he quickly feels that he has a splitting headache. It is also difficult to concentrate.

Although the clone didn't show discomfort, Yan Zijiu still reminded Xu Weidao: "It doesn't look like there will be any danger for the time being, so it's better for you to lift the clone, so it's easier." ”

Xu Wei took off the mask, and the feeling of returning to this world made him unforgettable for a long time. The clone vanished from the side.

"Whew! Sure enough, this world makes people feel comfortable. Xu Wei roared lightly and stretched.

As soon as he came out, Xu Wei exerted the essence of his words and said to Yan Zi: "Uncle, you don't know, although the space on the opposite side is very safe, but I feel very depressed after I go in." The whole person is uncomfortable. And just after I came back, I could feel the whole body's desire for the air of this world. ”

"By the way, when I talk about Japan, I suddenly remembered that there is such a scene in a manga that describes copying myself." Yan Zijiu suddenly laughed evilly.

"Roughly speaking, a child gets a copy machine, and then he copies himself because he doesn't know anything, and then he is thrown into the mirror world by his own replicant, crying and shouting and can't get out, and the replicant plays with his friends instead of him, and is happy with his family." Yan Zizhi told this story very terrifyingly.

Xu Wei pouted and said, "Uncle, do you think I haven't seen it?" Scare me. The self he copied from the prop was self-conscious, and I didn't have this clone, and he acted exactly according to my command. Having said that, how can the things in the comics be taken seriously. I can't think of anything other than contempt for you. How old are you and still scare children? Xu Wei made a gesture of international contempt and grimaced at Yan Zijiu.

Suddenly, there was a "click", and the door to the room was tightly shut.

Xu Wei looked towards the door that was kicked by Yan Zizhi at the beginning, where was it still there. The door was completely inlaid again, and slammed shut!

Xu Wei pulled the door hard and couldn't open it!

Yan Zizhi stood up, pushed Xu Wei aside, and raised his hand to shoot, but unfortunately this time even the bullet couldn't penetrate this door!

"I'm trapped again, I hate the room!" Yan Zizi said indignantly.

It's rare to see Yan Zizhi eat deflated, and there is nothing life-threatening happening now, so Xu Wei is quite happy, every time Yan Zizheng can always face various things with a good attitude, during this time he has been imprisoned in an empty room continuously, and even people like Yan Zizheng feel irritable.

"Uncle, I think the puzzle should be hidden in these three things in the room." Xu Wei pointed to the wall clock, the flowers, and the words.

"That's not something I should think about, it's up to you to solve this mystery, I'm only in charge of fighting, and you should be the wise man." Yan introspected.

Xu Wei smiled bitterly, since he entered this world, he felt that Yan Zijiu was letting him solve things by himself every time, intentionally or unintentionally, and he was unwilling to use his brain most of the time.

"Uncle, if you don't use your brain like this, you will really become senile dementia." Xu Wei nodded his head and looked at Yan Zizi.