Nangong Guo: ???

This long sword is a fart!

Damn, this designer is too pitiful, right?

In the end, only the battery is useful?

Seeing that the phantom in front of him was getting closer and closer to him, Nangong Guo made a wise choice.

Run!

Spit out two bubbles, and the figure swam out in the blink of an eye.

On the way to run, he closed the door of the house.

Seeing that the woman couldn't chase it out, he was relieved.

Looking at the remaining rooms on the entire second floor, Nangong Guo only felt that his whole body was a little paralyzed.

What is this thing called?

Open a blind box?

Just when Nangong Guo was thinking about whether to continue exploring the next room.

Suddenly, there was a sound behind him.

Nangong Guo hurriedly turned his head, and a cautious man appeared in front of him.

Living?

, isn't this a single-player game?

The man who was investigating also discovered Nangong Guo's figure.

The eyes are facing each other.

The two of them each spit out two bubbles.

Nangong Guo suddenly rolled his eyes.

Minato, it's a nuisance that you can't talk in the water!

The man tried to communicate with Nangong Guo in sign language.

"What did you find here?"

"The room here is like opening a blind box, and I'm going to open another room."

The two of them each played for a long time, but in the end, neither of them could understand what the other was going to say.

Nangong Guo handed the long sword in his hand to the man, adjusted the breathing apparatus, and pointed to the door.

This time the man understood, and was vigilant at the door with a long sword.

Nangong Guo took out the remaining keys and tried them one by one.

Soon, with a slight click, the door slowly opened.

The whole room was filled with clutter, and in the center of the room was an iron bucket covered with a lid.

Nangong Guo narrowed his eyes and waved his hand at the man behind him.

Seeing that there was no danger, the man walked in with a long sword.

The light of two searchlights illuminated the entire house at once.

Nangong Guo approached the iron bucket with bubbles and lifted the lid on it with great vigilance.

Blood suddenly flowed out of the bucket, making the surrounding water slightly cloudy.

As the light shone on the iron bucket, Nangong Guo's pupils suddenly constricted.

There is blood, of course, there is a corpse, but this corpse looks indescribable.

To be more specific, it looks like a puddle of red tahini.

Even if he has been undercover for many years, he has never seen this kind of death.

The men behind him were about to cry at this time.

Big brother, you should look back at me!

Help me!

Damn, I'm almost gone!

The man was now wrapped around his neck by two muddy hands.

I don't know what is pasted on my back, but I feel cold.

Nangong Guo calmed down, and then turned around.

In the eye, it is a man and a puddle of meat mud in discord description.

The scene was too shocking, and Nangong Guozu was stunned for several seconds before reacting.

In this moment, he thought a lot.

This thing looks like the woman in the next room, and physical attacks don't work at all.

And now the man has clearly been entangled.

In just one second, Nangong Guo made a very wise choice.

Run!

Whatever he is, brother go all the way!

The struggling man watched Nangong Guo run out of the room.

He also closed the door.

The cold touch behind him became stronger and stronger, but at this time, the disaster was not alone.

The searchlight above his head flickered twice before going out completely.

Darkness shrouded it, and the entire underwater room seemed to come alive.

All kinds gathered.

Taking advantage of the last glimmer of light before the searchlight went out, the man finally saw what was behind him.

The huge mental stimulation directly made the man's eyes roll and faint.

The half-helmet made a mechanical click at this moment.

Almost instantaneously, it covered the man's head, and the water was drained by the pressure.

Oxygen floods the inside of the helmet.

As a designer, Zhang Bei knows that safety is always the first element.

The design of the helmet perfectly solves the problem of people fainting underwater.

Not long after, a figure opened the floor and came out.

The man who looked at the fainting raised his eyebrows.

He quickly took out a rope and hung it on the man's body, and swam back the way he came.

And Nangong Guo, who ran away, also gave up continuing to explore.

The power of the searchlight is also enough to enter the next layer, and I am afraid that I will not have it when I open the blind box!

I came all the way to the gate and fumbled for the key to open it.

A downward staircase appeared in front of you.

Nangong Guo did not hesitate at all, and went all the way downstream.

There's only one last layer left, so it's time to finish probing anyway, right?

The space on the third floor is more like a huge warehouse.

The ground was littered with iron chests, and rotting barrels were scattered everywhere.

Not far away, an iron gate is standing in place.

Can you get out?

Nangong Zhi's eyes lit up, and he swam around the barrel.

The remaining keys were tried, but none of them were able to open the iron door.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Nangong Guo was a little silent.

Am I pretty!

Want to open the blind box again?

Iron boxes are placed on the ground, and you don't know what's inside until you open them.

After pondering for a long time, Nangong Guo still swam over slowly.

Even if you open a blind box, you have to open it!

Although I don't know how long it has been, it is certain that the power is definitely not enough to maintain the light for long.

According to previous experiences, the designer definitely put the key in an iron box.

However, when he thought of the designer, a strange thought suddenly rose in Nangong Guo's heart.

This box can't be full of ghosts, right?

After thinking about it for a long time, Nangong Guo came to a conclusion.

[People] can't, at least not to.

Carefully opened the nearest box.

In front of my eyes, a flute appeared in front of me.

And there is a small piece of iron below that explains the origin of this thing.

Seeing that it was not a corpse, Nangong Guo was also relieved.

Holding a flute in one hand, his eyes moved to the small iron plate.

[Bone flute, from a hunting tribe. 】

Seeing this, Nangong Guo was a little surprised, this thing is good!

There aren't many things like bone flutes that can be made now.

A good bone flute can even last for hundreds of years.

His gaze moved to the iron plate again.

[There is a custom in this tribe that when a loved one dies, they will remove the leg bones and use them to make bone flutes.] 】

[The moment you pick it up, the soul of the dead wrapped around the bone flute has appeared. 】

After reading the introduction, Nangong Guo's gaze moved to the bone flute in his hand.

Designer, you can be a person!

If you don't pick up the bone flute, you can't see the words below, and it's too late to pick it up.

Seeing that there was no change for the time being, Nangong Guo ran directly to the next blind box.

This thing doesn't have to pop up at any time, it's real to get out early!