"Family, tonight at eight o'clock, World Trade Industry III, the secret room of the Chinese fear, what do you say?" Lin Qiang posted such a sentence in the WeChat group, asking how many people went to play escape room tonight. He is a Chinese teacher at a secondary school, and together with a few young colleagues in the grade group, he has set up a WeChat group, and often meets up to eat, drink and have fun together on his days off.

"No problem, I'm OK."

"I can do it too."

"Ok, take off."

So at eight o'clock in the evening, eight people in the WeChat grade group went to a large horror room in Kyoto City, intending to experience a quilt

The thrill of PC chasing.

"Please put on your blindfolds, the hands of the latter person are on the shoulders of the previous person, and we are ready to enter the secret room." Several people nervously followed Lin Qiang, who was ranked first, inside, full of anticipation. But Lin Qiang felt that it felt a little wrong to walk. In the past, there was usually a staff member who took the first person by the hand and walked inside. But this time, I was walking, and the feeling of pulling myself disappeared, but no one talked to me and said anything like that. So, do you go or don't go?

He took a few more tentative steps, but no one spoke, as if he couldn't see anything through the blindfold, and as if there was a slight light in front of him, and the few people behind him didn't feel anything, they couldn't feel anything.

Generally, the routine of the secret room is not allowed to take off the blindfold at the beginning, but no one prompts you when to take it off, it is when the BGM rings or no one cares for a long time, so that you can't help but take off the blindfold. So Lin Qiang stopped at this time and tentatively took off the blindfold, but this time he couldn't close his mouth in surprise.

"Hey, family, is this really a secret room? If this is a secret room, it would be outrageous. Lin Qiang stammered.

After hearing his words, everyone took off their blindfolds one after another, and the sight that greeted everyone's eyes shocked them.

Behind them is a dead end, flanked by European-style buildings, and looking out through the exit of the alley, it is not a deeper building, but a blue sky and white clouds, a lively pedestrian street, and a bustling crowd.

"There's no door behind you." PE teacher Tsuneshi said that he had just touched the wall behind everyone.

"Could it be some mechanism?" Liang Shuopeng, an English teacher majoring in robotics, said.

"Not really." Tsuneishi shook his head and said, "This is a secret room of three hundred per capita, not three thousand per capita. No matter how good the prop landscaping is, there must be traces, which is completely absent. ”

Everyone was very frightened when they heard this, but they were surprised by Tsuneishi's sanity.

"Where's the phone?" Art teacher Zhao Huiying said.

"Forget, it's all at the door." English teacher Han Xu replied.

"Aren't there walkie-talkies in the general secret rooms? Is it in the hands of the first person? Ask what's going on? Brother Qiang, did you give the walkie-talkie? English teacher Gao Ting said.

"No... I didn't give the walkie-talkie this time. Lin Qiang shook his head, sweat had already rolled out of his forehead, and he couldn't help but say the possibility in his heart: "I said, have we crossed over?" ”

Everyone was silent for a while, and the psychology teacher Duan Lingzi shook his head and said, "No, we can't catch up with such an outrageous thing." In this way, don't be anxious first, and don't give yourself bad psychological hints first. ”

"I've been listening to music coming from outside for a long time, and it's not quite like any of the music styles known in the world right now." Li Xueyuan, a music teacher who has always been lively, became solemn.

"Let's go out and have a look?" Lin Qiang asked for everyone's opinions. "It's useless to stay here any longer, not to mention that you can't see the panorama here, maybe there's a 4K big screen in front of you?" He knew that the chances of what he said were slim, but he still refused to give up hope in his heart.

"Let's go, let's see." After everyone exchanged for a while, Han Xu nodded and said everyone's opinions.

When everyone walked out of the alley, they were greeted with deeper despair.

High in the sky are white clouds and the breeze is soft. The bustling street market is lined with medieval shops, each with wooden sticks and colourful cloth in a shed with wooden containers underneath.

The street is wide enough to catch up with the two-way four-lane street, and no secret room can have the strength to make such a large secret room in the scene, even if it is simply restored to the small section of the street in front of it. There were also people in armor and riding horses on the streets. There are also four-wheeled European-style carriages passing by on both sides of the road, and there are carved decorations on the carriages, some of these decorations are golden, some are silver, I don't know if they are real money or just decoration, it looks really luxurious.

The pedestrians on the street are also dressed in some medieval costumes, or colorful robes embroidered with gold and silver filigree patterns. Or coarse cloth clothes, wearing coarse cloth clothes are some peddlers and pawns, who seem to have no social status.

"Find someone to ask what's going on?" Liang Shuopeng asked tentatively.

"Do you know what language they speak?" Tsuneishi said.

"Let's ask in Chinese first." Lin Qiang said.

He stepped forward to a shopkeeper who looked surprised, but not terrified. It's just that the people in fancy clothes on the street looked very nervous when they saw it. A richly dressed man in the distance silently took out a small wooden stick, drew a few circles in the sky, and then said something into the air.

"Uncle, where is this?" Lin Qiang asked the shopkeeper of the shop. The owner of this shop sells fruits, but they have never seen any fruit in the shop.

“hello？” Han Xu stepped forward and asked, the uncle finally had a little reaction, but he still shook his head and waved his hand. Han Xu was silent for a moment, and then said, "Hara Shao? The uncle's expression instantly became excited, but he still shook his head, he picked up his hand, grabbed it on the left side, and learned to say a non-standard one: "Hello." Then he raised his right hand again, grabbed it empty, and said, "Hala Shao." Then he slapped his two palms and looked at Han Xu expectantly.

Han Xu pondered suspiciously, his eyebrows furrowed, then stretched out, and said tentatively: "Hello? ”

The old man nodded, and then slowly said something, Han Xu also said something tentatively, and the two of them were able to communicate gradually, although it was very slow, but they could do it.

Everyone expressed surprise, Lin Qiang turned his head to Liang Shuopeng and asked, "Liang Zi, you are also an English teacher, do you understand?" Liang Shuopeng shook his head, his face full of confusion. Gao Ting said: "I don't feel like I speak English, it's a bit like Russian." ”

"Yes, that's right. It's a fusion of English and Russian, and I can't explain it. I am of mixed Russian and Chinese descent, and when I was a child, my family spoke Russian, so I could barely communicate and understand a rough idea. Han Xu turned his head and continued to communicate with the shop owner.

Everyone was silent for a while, and Chang Shi patted Lin Qiang's shoulder and said, "Brother Qiang, you have said that she is of mixed Russian blood for so long, and now she finally admits it, how do you feel?" Lin Qiang smiled bitterly: "There's a fart, it's all worn, don't talk about Russia now, I can't even go back home, what kind of stuff is mixed-blood." ”

"Oh no, we have to get out of here." Han Xu turned his head and said to everyone. They turned their heads to find that the shopkeeper was also looking at them with a worried face. "What's wrong, Xuxu?" Duan Lingzi asked. "Reiko, this uncle said just now that they have a prophecy here..."

Before Han Xu finished speaking, he saw a group of guards dressed in half-body armor and holding swords in their hands, rushing over.

"It's too late to explain, run." Han Xu pulled Duan Lingzi and beckoned a few people to run in the opposite direction where the guards came.

A few people hurriedly followed, because several people were lightly armed, and the guards were wearing armor, so the speed of a few people was a little faster, but modern people are not good at physical strength, and they were caught up after a while, and at this time, there were two men wearing wizard hats and robes standing on the opposite street, looking like magicians in the movie.

"What should I do?" Zhao Huiying asked, she couldn't run anymore, but there were chasing soldiers behind her, so she could only insist. "I'll head and rush over!" Tsuneishi rushed at the two wizard hats first, and the muscles on his body seemed to bulge suddenly, and two dragons seemed to appear behind him.

"Grass." With a soft roar, Tsuneishi leaned on an iron mountain and knocked a man dressed as a magician with a righteous word in his mouth and flew to the ground. "Medicine, medicine, don't give Chang Shao all this bells and whistles!" As he spoke, Tsuneishi nodded at the seven stars again, and turned back and rushed towards the man dressed as another magician.

The man dressed as another magician looked much older than the man who fell to the ground, so he looked very calm, and at this time, when the words in his mouth were finally finished, he shouted something, and suddenly a stream of water rushed out and wrapped Tsuneishi's head, and the magician raised his hand and threw Tsuneishi into the air with the water ball.

After a while, Tsuneishi's face turned red, and he grabbed it in the air, trying to break the water balloon, but the water ball didn't move. The pursuers behind him also surrounded him. Everyone was very anxious, and another magician stood up from the ground trembling at this time, and took the stick in his hand and pointed it at everyone.

"It's... This is, magic? Lin Qiang's eyes widened, he had nothing to do, he began to regret that he had to play a damn secret room with everyone, if this was still a secret room, how good it would be. At this time, Zhao Huiying and Gao Ting were already crying.

Han Xu suddenly shouted something at the other side, and then shouted, "Kneel down, hurry up and do what I say!" Everyone looked at Han Xu with a look of surprise, but they didn't expect Han Xu to kneel down before everyone. Then everyone looked at Tsuneishi, who was still struggling in mid-air at the moment, and his face was already purple.

"Kneel!" I don't know who said it. Seven people fell to their knees, and with tears of humiliation and dust, they were pressed to the ground by the guards who rushed up.

"Why?" The questions in my mind are unanswered.