Qian San looked at Hongyu and invited her to act together.

Although he didn't think that Xie Qing was 100% innocent, he wouldn't decide that what Xie Qing was going to do, they would know if they went to see it.

They try to go upstairs as slowly as possible to avoid disturbing the people upstairs.

Xie Qing closed the door of the drama room and took out the fruit knife he had obtained when he searched the kitchen earlier into the mirror.

The light was very dim due to the wind and snow, and the light of the tip of the knife flickered.

Xie Qing took out the apple from his pocket, looked in the mirror and began to peel it intently.

Hayashi Weaving: ?

In just one day, he already had too many question marks.

This is the psychic method that Xie Qing said? That's it?

As if sensing Lin Zhi's silent question, Xie Qing spoke: "I heard that when you peel an apple in the mirror at twelve o'clock in the evening, and the apple skin cannot be broken, you can see your destined other half in the mirror. ”

"I don't know if it works, but if it does, won't I be able to see you?"

"Don't worry, wife, I'm very good at peeling apples."

Xie Qing's hand moved slightly, the apple rotated gently in his hand, and the thin apple peel fell off.

01 was stunned for a few seconds before he reacted, Xie Qing was talking about love.

Psychic is fake, but teasing the host is real!

What a scheming male college student!

01 hurriedly looked over, and sure enough, he found a smile on the corner of the host's mouth.

Okay, if Xie Qing is so good, then its cartoon is not just around the corner!

No, it's not such an unprofessional system, so salvation is just around the corner!

Lin Zhi didn't eat sweet words, but he thought it was very interesting, and these were even more interesting when he knew that Xie Qing didn't fully trust him.

The apples were quickly peeled, and there was nothing in the mirror.

"The attempt failed, does my wife eat apples?"

Xie Qing was not surprised by this result, and was not discouraged, and raised the apple in his hand, because he didn't know which direction Lin Zhi was in, so he held it up with both hands, as if he was worshipping.

"Can you eat it, do you need me to light an incense, but this place doesn't seem to have that kind of incense candle."

Of course, Xie Qing couldn't hear the answer, he held it for a while, put it to his mouth and took a bite.

Plenty of juice and very crispy and sweet.

"It seems that I can't eat it, but it still tastes."

He was eating in the door, and Qian San and Hongyu outside the door had already run back a few meters away in tacit understanding.

Hongyu swallowed hard: "What do you think?" ”

"I can't tell for a moment whether he is possessed by a ghost and is terrifying, or this situation of talking to himself and calling his wife is more terrifying, after all, his wife is not a ghost, and he can't escape."

Qian San's expression was complicated, and he remembered the bride with a red hijab in the last copy, and his heart was cold.

Chapter 126: The Ghost Wife of Infinite Players

"It can't be, last ...... How can he count, and he can't come here, he's already ......."

Hongyu was afraid of the rules of this dungeon, and did not dare to say it too clearly, for fear that she would touch the taboo and end up with the dead player, she gestured her neck as she spoke, indicating what she meant.

If the wife in Xie Qing's mouth is the dungeon boss of the previous world, but that boss is already dead, and he can only clear the level by disappearing them, so it is impossible to be here.

Qian San cautiously concluded: "So either he is possessed by an evil spirit, or he is insane and crazy, and he is no longer normal, no matter what the situation is, it is better to keep a little distance." ”

Hongyu nodded, in fact, she still believed in Xie Qing in her heart, and she couldn't say why, she could only blame it on intuition.

Hongyu and Qian San walked down quietly, avoiding disturbing the people in the room.

But when they returned to the first floor, they seemed to be attracted to a breath of coolness, and a chill lingered in their chests.

Hongyu's teeth chattered a little and said, "What about them?" ”

They didn't see anyone on the road when they went downstairs, and the three people who were supposed to have gathered in the living room were nowhere to be seen, except for the regular turning of the wall clock.

"Maybe I'm hiding."

Qian San replied uncertainly, and the thoughts in his mind couldn't help but extend, according to the pattern of Blizzard Mountain Villa, maybe in this silent house, another deceased appeared.

Qian San and Hongyu glanced at each other and silently communicated with gestures.

Xie Qing finished eating apples in the mirror room, carrying the apple peel in one hand and the apple core in the other, and went out leisurely.

Even though there is a murderous motive hidden here, he is very peaceful.

Although he promised his adoptive parents that he would live well, his own will to survive is not very strong, and he is committed to sending himself to death with a heart attack, and other ways of dying are inferior in his opinion, so he will not give up struggling if he is not really dying.

Therefore, he was quite looking forward to those terrifying scenes to find him, so that his heart completely shut down in the exhaustion of his life, and he was ready to die happily.

It's a pity that although this heart hurts from time to time, it is very strong, and it has never burst as he imagined.

Now there is a strange and powerful ghost following him, although the purpose is unknown, he must be useful to him.

Lin Zhi would definitely not watch him die at the hands of others, so Xie Qing had nothing to worry about at all, and even a little regretful that he didn't know how to channel, otherwise it would be very interesting to let Lin Zhi confront the boss of this copy.

Xie Qing smiled and threw his things in the trash can in the master bedroom and went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

"It's a pity that there is no hot water, otherwise I can still take a bath."

Xie Qing waited for a while, but there was no hot water coming out of the faucet.

Now the wind and snow are howling outside, and the indoor temperature without a fire is minus 20 degrees, and the cold and biting water cannot be used for bathing at all, and you will inevitably get sick.

Xie Qing said expectantly: "Wife, can you make this water hot?" ”

Lin Zhi sneered, Xie Qing was not only using him in all aspects to seek as many benefits as possible, he was simply using him as a wishing machine.

The gray-white mist drifted, and Xie Qing saw that the water bubbling out of the faucet suddenly turned into black-red viscous blood, and subconsciously took half a step back.

He looked over closely, and the water that was constantly flowing down was extremely clear, and there were still any traces of blood.

Of course, Xie Qing knew that this was a lesson that Lin Zhi gave him, and he still said with a high spirit: "Wife, this is not scary enough, I am not afraid of this, but I am especially afraid of the ghost pressing the bed, especially when I have to wake up in the middle of the night and can't wake up, I feel that the ghost can do whatever I want to me and I can't do anything." ”

01 Grinding teeth, is this a fear, this is a clear way, right?

On the mirror, blood marks suddenly appeared, outlined into a 'good' word, revealing an ominous meaning in the night.

Xie Qing was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Lin Zhi to answer like this, and he was a little speechless for a while.

In his mind, Lin Zhi looked at him quietly with those dark eyes, writing down the serious appearance of the answer one stroke at a time.

It seems to be a little cute, Xie Qing bit the tip of his tongue to suppress the strange emotion, and curled his lips and said, "So you can communicate with me without the help of paper and pen?" ”

This time there was no response in the mirror, the wind and snow outside the house had eased, and the silver-white moonlight shone in coldly, making the cold air seem to be tangible.

Xie Qing waited for a while and went back to the master bedroom.

He didn't mind that this was the bedroom of the big boss murderer Mr. Moria, lying on the big bed, covered with the quilt and sighing.

"Good night, wife."

Xie Qing's brown-black eyes were bright in the night, and he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

In his sleep, Xie Qing saw the red coffin in the antique hall again.

He approached uncontrollably, this time closer to the coffin, and could see the face of the boy covered in a thin red veil.

The appearance of the boy is delicate and beautiful, although it is a lifeless corpse, it gives people the feeling of just quiet sleep.

In addition to the subtle beauty, there is a deep sense of emptiness.

Xie Qing remembered the way he looked with his eyes open, those eyes were like a dark river, which made people unconsciously immersed.

When Xie Qing was in a daze, he opened his eyes, and he was still thinking about what he had said before going to bed, counting on the ghost to press the bed.

But when it was dawn, there was no ghost in his bed.

Lin Zhi lied to him.

Xie Qing yawned and got up, went to the bathroom to wash, thinking that he had forgotten that Lin Zhi was a very good deceitful ghost, and played all the players in his hands.

Cold water splashed on his cheeks, Xie Qing's eyes were clear, and he went down the stairs.

There was no one in the hall, and Xie Qing didn't care, so he went to the kitchen to look for food.

The food in the kitchen was very rich, Xie Qing fried bread and eggs for himself, poured milk, spread sauce and ate a satisfying breakfast.

Perhaps the smell of food spread outside, and Xie Qing saw the old skin with the camera appear.

He made a breakfast similar to Xie Qing, and then Hongyu and Qian San appeared.

Li Ru and Uncle Liu still didn't move, and Xie Qing proposed to find them separately.

"If only there was a design like No One Left Alive, at least we could know how many people died."

Qian San muttered a sentence and went to the second floor with Hongyu.

Lao Pi went to the third floor, and Xie Qing went around on the first floor.

It's just that before he pushed the door open, he heard the voice of Qian San on the second floor.

Xie Qing and Lao Pi went to the second floor one after another, and in the second guest bedroom, Uncle Liu was lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"There's still breath, but it's just a faint breath."

Qian San probed his pulse, Xie Qing took the handle, and the two of them helped Uncle Liu to the bed together.

After a while, Uncle Liu woke up.

He touched the back of his head and took a cool breath.

Lao Pi hurriedly asked, "What happened?" ”

Uncle Liu said with some difficulty: "Someone hit me on the back of the head, but I didn't see who it was." ”

"Fortunately, I was born a little more resistant than others, and I didn't die so easily."