It can be seen that fire is a very good thing, and Qi Ji is also very easy to use.

"But I'm worried that tonight will be like the night Chinese New Year's Eve, although the old yellow calendar does not mention the prohibition of visiting the door, but after dark, it will suddenly not be allowed to walk around the door at will......" Qi Xiaonian frowned.

His concern is not unreasonable, there is no restriction on the content of the old yellow calendar on the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, but the party gives a rule prohibiting visiting the house at night.

Qi Yan nodded approvingly: "To be on the safe side, we can steal the costumes from the cabinet before it gets dark and burn them at midnight." ”

"In this way, it also avoids the alienation of the room due to the fire in 501." At such a time, Qi Yan especially misses the European Emperor Qin Rang, who is good at stealing.

At this time, Lin Peilan and the female teacher had already walked over to Qi Yan: "How is it, do you believe the words of that 'card ghost'?" ”

Qi Jiu: "How can you believe the nonsense." ”

"So the children have a new idea, right?" Lin Peilan smiled and asked along with his words.

Qi Yan smiled and acquiesced: "By the way, do you have any other arrangements for the afternoon?" If I'm not busy, I have a plan that I might need the help of both of you. ”

Lin Peilan raised his eyebrows slightly: "To be honest, I also touched a plot clue, but this clue is relatively simple, it must not take an afternoon, I can help if you need it." ”

"If I can do it." She added.

Qi Yan smiled: "Thank you in advance." ”

"Doxitole, and guests, it's time for us to get ready for lunch, remember to wash your hands before eating."

Before Lin Peilan and the female teacher's cigarettes were burned, Mrs. Xu came over to greet everyone for lunch.

"Let's go, while we are eating, we can get to know our uncle more with Mrs. Xu." Qi Yan patted Qi Xiaonian on the shoulder, and the two walked towards the dining room.

At noon on the second day of the Lunar New Year, meat dishes such as steamed sea bass and braised chicken were placed, as well as a large plate of salt-baked shrimp.

The players ate dumplings for three days as a meal, and just passed the level of playing mahjong, the mood is more relaxed, and now when they see this table of dishes full of color and fragrance, their eyes are bright.

Qi Yan politely waited for Mrs. Xu and the guests to sit down before sitting beside Mrs. Xu obediently.

"Grandma, you seem to be in a good mood today." Qi Ji took the initiative to start a conversation with Mrs. Xu.

Mrs. Xu smiled: "I won money on the mahjong table, can I not be happy?" ”

"And my uncle came to fill the table, so my grandmother was very happy." Qi Zhen relied on his identity as a favored 'little granddaughter' to probe tentatively.

Mrs. Xu's action of picking up vegetables paused slightly, and then raised the wrinkled corners of her lips: "Fire is the light to go home, paper money is burned on the mahjong table, and filial children are naturally willing to go home to play cards with their elders." ”

Mrs. Xu's words better confirmed Qi Zheng's guess about "fire".

In the "501 Homeowner's Secret" subplot, the fire at the Great World Theater is a turning point in the story, so "fire" serves as an important element to provide the brothers' ghosts with the energy to temporarily return home.

Burning objects are also very important, such as the picture book mentioned by Xu Zhiwei's ghost to mislead players, and the Danjiao costume that Qi Zhen is going to burn to see the effect.

Of course, ghosts are just ghosts, and there are only two ways to truly become a "family" in this dungeon: either kill the guest through rules and taboos; Or wait for the capable guest to get through the relevant plot line, and they attach it to the guest in the form of an identity card to go home.

"Zhiwen is a poor child, a kind person like him, his nerves are very sensitive, he has suffered a loss of character since he was a child, hey, it would be nice if I had been more patient with him at that time, those so-called expert masters in the psychiatric rehabilitation center are bluffing, just cheat money, Zhiwen's condition not only did not improve, but became more and more intense, if it wasn't for the blind trust at the time, it would not have led to the later choice of Zhiwen from..."Mrs. Xu seemed to be briefly caught in the memory, looking at the windowglass with paper-cut slightly distracted.

In fact, because of the warmth of the room, the window panes were covered with a thick layer of fog, and it was impossible to see anything except a vague white.

It seems that Mrs. Xu really didn't know that it was not Xu Zhiwei who appeared on the table, but Xu Zhiwen.

Qi Zhen quickly grasped the point of Mrs. Xu's words: Xu Zhiwen, who survived the accident and even cut off his brother's face to try to start a new life, ultimately failed, and Mrs. Xu mentioned the psychiatric rehabilitation center, indicating that he was suffering from a mental illness.

"It seems that Mrs. Xu's family has a gene for mental illness, and several characters are not mentally normal..."

"If it were a family with all the members of their minds, would they pull us over and become sacrifices for the New Year?"

The players at the dinner table lowered their voices and complained that after three days of coming in, everyone has gradually become accustomed to the rhythm of the dungeon, and their appetite today is much better than the previous two days.

As the plot deepened, Qi Ji became more and more able to understand why 079 said the sentence "moved next door to me" at that time.

The reason why 079 wants Qi Ji to crack this branch line and get Xu Zhiwen's identity card is more or less personal emotions in it.

After all, there are many similarities between this pair of twin brothers and them -

For example, if two people have the same face, they can easily swap identities, and for example, they are both "crazy" and enjoy the process of being "crazy" for each other.

Chapter 226: Year (45)

"Grandma, do we have any arrangements for the afternoon?" Qi asked Mrs. Xu.

Mrs. Xu: "I promised your mother to help you and Duole clean up the room in the afternoon, and your mother came to me in the morning and told me that some things that shouldn't exist are still hanging in your room, and I promised her to throw them away... My fault was that I didn't clean it carefully enough. ”

The thing that Mrs. Xu said should not exist was the crayon drawing of a friend who didn't exist hanging on the bedside.

Qi Xiaonian immediately looked at Qi Yan with some uneasiness, if Mrs. Xu stayed in their room in the afternoon, then the plan for stealing costumes made with Qi Yan just now would be disrupted.

If Mrs. Xu was there, they wouldn't be able to act at all.

"Mrs. Xu, don't worry about these things during the Chinese New Year, you have fun playing mahjong in the morning, but it's not fun enough, why don't we form a game in the afternoon?" Lin Peilan proposed to Mrs. Xu, and glanced at Qi Ji.

Obviously, this supernatural anchor lady is supporting Mrs. Xu for them.

Qi Yan immediately followed Lin Peilan's words and coaxed Mrs. Xu: "Yes, grandma, it's not a hurry to clean the room for a while, the guests are coming from afar, you can accompany the guests more in the past few days of the New Year." ”

Mrs. Xu hesitated slightly, but was obviously a little moved: "But..."

Qi Yan continued to fan the flames: "You are so lucky today, it's a pity not to continue playing mahjong." ”

Mrs. Xu said vaguely: "The mahjong game is not open when it is opened..."

Everyone was a little confused by her words, Qi Ji thought about it, and guessed that the NPC was probably restricted by the rules, and mahjong was used as a level for the difficult guests, in order to maintain the balance between the two sides of the copy, the NPCs that profited from the rules could not be opened as they wanted.

Qi Jiu: "Grandma, you and the guests don't need to play so formally, according to the old yellow calendar, it is really not good to ask for money today, you can not gamble money, just have fun, and have a good New Year." ”

If you don't gamble, then players don't have to worry about maintaining the balance of winning and losing.

Mrs. Xu's hands were already itchy, and her "precious granddaughter" kept instigating her, so it was really difficult to resist such a temptation, so she agreed as soon as she let go.

After the meal, Qi Jiu and Mrs. Xu applied to go back to the room with Qi Xiaonian to take a nap on the grounds that they were full of food and sleepy.

Mrs. Xu, who had not had the opportunity to play mahjong for many years, was in a good mood and agreed at once.

After Qi Yan bowed slightly to Lin Peilan, he left the mahjong game with Qi Xiaonian and went back to his room.

After a little washing, the two took advantage of the hot mahjong on the fourth floor, removed the identity card and went to the fifth floor lightly.

Fortunately, the paper people either stayed by Mrs. Xu's side, or they stayed in their own rooms, and the two did not meet the paper people along the way, and Mrs. Xu was rubbing mahjong, and she couldn't notice the movement on the fifth floor.

But when Qi Yan and Qi Xiaonian turned out of the corridor, they happened to run into the paper figure Niannian standing in the corridor on the fifth floor.

Qi Xiaonian was startled, and he immediately covered his mouth to prevent himself from making a sound.

The paper man thought about the blood-dotted eyes on her face, as if she was looking for something, and the moment she saw Qi Jiu, her eyes stopped rolling, and her stiff gaze finally fell on Qi Jiu's face.

Qi Xiaonian subconsciously took a step back, but now it was too late to retreat into the stairwell, and the paper man Niannian looked at them without turning his gaze, and the corners of his stiff lips even raised-

"You're here."

At this time, Qi Yan and Qi Xiaonian had already removed their identity cards and restored their identity as guests, and it stands to reason that the paper man Niannian would not talk to them.

Qi Xiaonian quickly realized that something was unusual, and he was apprehensive and curious at the same time.

The paper man walked towards them, muffling the sound of footsteps and speech: "I've been waiting for a while. ”

Hearing this, Qi Xiaonian looked at the paper man in confusion, and then turned his gaze to Qi Yan beside him, "Brother, what's the situation..."

The paper figures looked as if they were familiar with them.

Nian Nian took out a crumpled handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to Qi Yan: "I'll serve it for you, and he asked me to give this to you." ”

Incense? Qi Xiaonian was confused when he heard it, but Qi Yan took the handkerchief clearly: "Thank you, did he say anything else?" ”

In the morning, Qi Yan gave this handkerchief to the paper man Nian Nian, and told Nian Nian to help with a stick of incense.

I didn't expect the guy to "return" the handkerchief so quickly.

And Qi Yan soon discovered that there was something wrapped in a handkerchief that was crumped.

Qi Yan quickly unfolded his handkerchief, and a lighter appeared in front of him.

Lighter? Qi Jiu's brows twisted slightly, and then quickly stretched out, instantly understanding 079's intentions.

The paper man replied, "He also said that next time he wants you to come and offer incense in person." ”

Qi Yan smiled: "Okay, I know, thank you for conveying." ”

After the paper man successfully conveyed the objects and words, he returned to room 502 in a backward posture and locked the door.

Facing Qi Xiaonian, who was full of question marks, Qi Ji put away the handkerchief and lighter and explained lightly: "A copy of the special product sent by an old friend to the paper man. ”

"Old friends?" For this title, Qi Xiaonian raised his eyebrows in disbelief.

Whether it is the appearance and departure of the paper man Niannian, or the process of handing things over to Qi Jiu, it is very bizarre, as if there is a common secret between her and Qi Jiu, and she is on their side.

Qi Yan smiled: "It's not important, Xiao Nian, let's hurry up and get the costumes out." ”

Qi Xiaonian wanted to speak and stopped, although he was very curious, but at the same time, he also knew very well that what his brother should have said to him had already said, and he would not continue to say anything.

Qi Yan opened the door lock of 501 again, and when he twisted the doorknob, he politely said to the empty house, "Excuse me, let's come over and help clean up some old things." ”

Because of the rush in the morning, the water stains in the house did not have time to be cleaned up, and it seemed that water droplets kept flowing along the wall to the ground, and there was a continuous sound of "ticking, ticking", and a damp and stuffy musty smell came to the face.

With the sound of "creaking" doors, strange ghost plays came from the depths of the house again.

But unlike when I first visited in the morning, the ghost show was very erratic and intermittent, like a poorly connected TV broadcast, and the volume was much quieter than in the morning.

Could it be that his own operation in the morning was too rough and destroyed the aging circuit in the room? Qi Yan reflected for a moment, and then took out his mobile phone casually, and he pressed the record button.

It has been speculated that the ghost show of paradox, such as chanting the scriptures of the afterlife, is actually to suppress the evil spirits hidden in the house, and once the ghost show stops, it will do more harm than good to the player.

The unstable ghost drama made Qi Ji feel bad, so he pressed the record button in advance.

This room soaked in darkness gave people a sense of impenetrable oppression, and the moment Qi Xiaonian stepped into the room, he felt his heart panic, as if a big stone was pressing on his chest and made him breathless.

In such a suffocating atmosphere, Qi Xiaonian only felt pain in his throat, and it was difficult to make a sound smoothly.

The two of them simply didn't say a word, the water on the floor did not completely fade, forming a series of small puddles on the old-fashioned cement floor, stepping on it made a sticky "pop" sound, and the damp breath around them steamed up, in the absolute darkness, Qi Xiaonian's inner sense of security was shaky, and he had the illusion of falling into the depths of the black swamp.

Scripture with a distorted tone can't outweigh the dead rotting in the mud.

Suddenly, there was a "click" behind them, and the door of 501 was closed and locked again in the absence of wind.

The sound of the ghost show in the darkness became more and more unstable, intermittent, and the sound gradually lowered, and the sound quality was still a little muffled, as if it came from a distant underwater, and it had gradually lost its strength.

I don't know if it was Qi Yan's actions in the morning that made the candles in the house completely damp, this time the ghost fire was not ignited, and the mirrors on the wall sank into the damp darkness, ready to move, like the eyelids of a giant beast that had not yet opened.