"Isn't this copy called a key? Besides the locked room in this villa, there is another place, which is the door."
"Door?!" Jing Jing was a little surprised.
"Yes, I guess the name of the copy is a hint that we want to find the key to the door."
Then she analyzed what the ultimate ghost was in the diary and the copy.
"According to you, the biggest ghost in this dungeon is that voice?!"
Jing Jing looked at the young man in shock.
At this time, Luo Xinqi raised doubts: "So, how should we find the key?"
Su Yi shook his head hesitantly: "To be honest, I don't know either."
It seemed that she understood a lot, even how to get out, but the most critical step - where the key was, she didn't know at all, and they still lacked clues to guess the meaning of the card.
Everyone fell silent, each one thinking about what the card meant.
Su Yi looked up at the clock and found that it was almost four o'clock, so she stood up and said, "Let me go to that room and have a look. Are there any clues that I haven't found yet?"
Anjing followed closely, and others went upstairs one after another, leaving only Zhang Peng who had an injured foot.
Everyone felt that Zhang Peng was just sitting here and wouldn't touch anything, so there was no danger, so they were relieved that he was alone down there.
After all, they still agreed with Su Yi's words.
Although Zhang Peng was a little scared by himself, forcing them to follow might increase their burden, so he had no choice but to stay below.
As time passed little by little, Zhang Peng felt that his breathing was becoming more and more difficult, so he pulled on his collar, trying to make his chest less stuffy.
For some reason, the lights in the entire hall gradually became dim, as if something was slowly approaching.
Zhang Peng only felt that his head was getting more and more dizzy, as if he was weak from excessive blood loss.
A drop of cold sweat slipped down. Zhang Peng blinked and raised his hand to wipe the sweat away, but he couldn't lift it up.
What's wrong?
Is it because he is too tired?
But how come you can't even lift one hand?
The drowsy man didn't know that his hands and feet had turned into irregular and twisted shapes, like a doll pulled by thin strings, changing into another shape according to the owner's movements.
The blood was still flowing down bit by bit, but the person involved showed no reaction. It wasn't until the second before he completely lost his life that he suddenly showed a horrified expression.
At this time, footsteps were heard on the stairs.
Everyone who had found nothing was walking down, but the girl walking at the front suddenly turned pale and subconsciously screamed.
"Ahhhh!!!"
Everyone who was frightened also saw the appearance of the person underneath. His hands and feet were still broken and he was dead.
Everyone was stunned and didn't know why Zhang Peng died.
Su Yi is the most confused among this group of people.
Obviously there was no cold wind coming into the house at this time, but Su Yi felt that air was leaking everywhere in her body, and a chill gradually surged in her heart, making her hands and feet freeze.
how so?
If he wasn't sitting quietly, he shouldn't be doing anything, right?
Is her analysis wrong?
Maybe the taboo...isn't about it at all?
Wang Peng's death was like a layer of fog, shrouding everyone's hearts, as if blocking the only hope they could see.
Su Yi gritted her teeth secretly and walked to the body on the chair expressionlessly.
This was the first time she had been so close to a corpse. She would be lying if she said she wasn't nervous, but she was very unwilling to think that her guesses were wrong.
So she walked around Zhang Peng, and finally stood behind Zhang Peng, thinking condescendingly.
In the room where Zhang Ziran died, his posture did not look like he had struggled. It was in an unnatural and frozen state, very stiff, and his face showed... the same panic as Zhang Pengru retreated. expression.
If you realize that you are about to die, you should be afraid, not frightened.
Was it because of something he saw before he died?
At this time, Luo Xinqi around her was so irritable that he began to talk to himself, filled with complaints and regrets.
Wang Jiao started to cry again, and Wang Yue comforted her softly from the side.
Jing Jing lowered his head and thought, but there was a hint of irritation between his eyebrows.
Everyone was panicking, except Su Yi who was still looking for any clues.
If it wasn't that taboo before, what would it be?
It is impossible for ghosts to kill people casually, otherwise they would die the moment they entered.
And the clues shouldn't be too far away from them.
When Su raised his head inadvertently, he suddenly stopped.
In front of her was a vase, and he and Zhang Peng were reflected in the vase, and the figure inside... seemed to have a faint evil smile.
"..."
Damn, scared her!
Su Yi looked at it bravely with a sullen face, and thought crazily in his mind.
Pool...mirror...vase...shine!
In a flash of lightning, she finally thought of what she had ignored.
It seems that another taboo should be... not to look at anything that can reflect your own appearance!
This is actually not difficult to guess, and these three events are all related to each other.
Judging from Zhang Ziran's body, he may have been restricted from moving while standing behind a mirror, which could explain why his falling movements were so strange.
Zhang Peng's position should be the only one who can see himself from the vase, and the entire death process is also on the chair.
Song Cheng could still struggle a little at the beginning, but now he is unable to move because the taboos they violated are different.
However, when she passed the swimming pool, he was not killed directly, but the ghost misled him and made him violate the taboo.
Su Jian noticed that the shadow in the vase was getting bigger and bigger, as if it was about to come out from inside——
He quickly lowered his head and shifted his gaze.
...Perhaps it was because she just walked over and wasn't really photographed, so she didn't die directly!
So it can only show that the death circumstances under different circumstances are different.
Seeing people in the mirror is the clearest, and the vase is relatively clear, but just walking on the water is not very clear.
This taboo is really... weird.
Su Yi finally guessed the cause of Zhang Ziran and Zhang Peng's death and knew that her previous guess was correct, but she was not in a happy mood.
She just felt as if she was standing in a freezer, and a steady stream of coldness penetrated along her skin and into her internal organs. It was so cold that her blood almost solidified, and she felt powerless.
It was too late to know this now, because now...she also saw herself in the vase.
This means that she should be the next person to die.
Even if she thinks on the bright side, she has already died once. What is there to be afraid of if she dies again?
...No, it’s better to die than live. Why die when you can live?
Su Yi twitched the corner of his mouth expressionlessly.
You see, she is not going to die immediately like Zhang Peng. How can she give up?
Su Yi found that his thoughts began to stray into strange places, so he had to pinch his fingertips and force himself to calm down.
Anyway, ghosts are also transformed by humans, so no one may live longer than the other.
When it was close to six o'clock, everyone finally returned to their seats. Only Luo Xinqi, who was closest to Zhang Peng, changed his position.
Everyone is waiting for the "dish" to be served. Even if they are all hungry, no one is looking forward to it.
As soon as six o'clock arrived, the mechanical voice immediately made a sound.
【It’s dinner time! Next, please have a good taste! Hehehe~]
Everyone's heart sank when they saw the last head on the table.
Sure enough, it was Songcheng.
Everyone lowered their heads and stopped reading, and Su Yi was also enduring the tumbling feeling in his stomach.
"vomit--"
Um?
Who spoke her inner voice?
He didn't know who made the sound, even though he covered his mouth and nose the next second.
Su Yi's face was expressionless, but her heart tightened and she secretly thought it was not good.
Before, he just brought out the bread, and the ghost turned against it, but now someone has openly expressed disgust at the "food" it made, which may lead to death!
Of course, the main reason is the fear of being implicated.
Sure enough, the voice immediately turned cold: [What? Is the food I cooked not delicious? 】
The one who made the sound was Luo Xinqi.
He hadn't eaten all day, and it was because of his psychological disgust that he had a physical reaction. When he heard the question, he immediately regretted it until his intestines turned green.
"I, I just..."
Luo Xinqi's mind was blank at the moment, and he couldn't even say any words of defense. He just repeated a few words mechanically.
"No, no, he may have been standing for a long time and felt a little uncomfortable..."
At this time, Jing Jing spoke up, and Luo Xinqi immediately came to his senses and echoed again and again.
【That's it...】
Just when they thought they had escaped, the voice suddenly became sharp——
[Do you think I will believe your lies? ? Do I look easy to fool? ! You are all liars! 】
[Obviously you won’t eat what I made so delicious! It must be your problem! ! 】
Oh, it's angry.
Su Yi closed her eyes, her bright red lips pursed, and her beautiful almond eyes lost their previous smile.
If you want it to calm down, it is best to prove it through actions.
Her fists were clenched tightly, her jade fingers curled up, her nails dug into the soft palms, and a slight pain gradually spread.
So, would you like to suggest that everyone take a bite...?
But, she said she was allergic to meat, so what should she say——
Just when she was struggling, the person beside her who was still defending suddenly froze, and then the sound of bones twisting was heard.
In less than three seconds, he died.
Everyone was dumbfounded. They didn't expect the ghost to attack just because it was angry. Even Wang Jiao was so frightened that she didn't dare to say anything.
Another one died——
Su Yi was so frightened that her mind became garbled, but her mind soon became clear again.
This...is unreasonable.
They died too quickly.
This is just a newbie copy, just like the first level in the game. If it is just a screening, there is no need to make it so difficult.
What did she overlook?
An idea gradually appeared in his mind. Su Yi closed his eyes and said very calmly: "You are a foreigner, right?"
The voice replied coldly: [I'm just a mixed race. 】
Seeing that it was willing to answer, Su felt relieved and his eyes sparkled.
"Then you may not know that tastes are divided by national boundaries. Even if you are of mixed race, what you like to eat is still a little different from what we eat."
At this time, Su Yi once again started giving lectures on cheating.
"It's not that we don't like the food you cook, it just tastes different."
It's like... ghosts like to eat human flesh, and they won't like to eat it even if they are killed.
After hearing this, everyone else's hearts were lifted.
This statement is too far-fetched. Is it really reasonable to use this rhetoric to convince ghosts? !
Unexpectedly, after a while, the voice became a little discouraged: [Well, it’s true that I didn’t expect it. 】
Um?
Is it okay to be this ridiculous? ?
"In that case, can we eat what's in your refrigerator? If we're too hungry, we might not be able to play with you."
Su Yi raised her eyes and smiled, raising the ends of her beautiful eyes with clean and clear eyes.
Maybe what she said was unreasonable and she was deceiving at first glance, but to be here, how could she make sense?
What did Newton say about ghosts being able to fly?
And she had tried it a long time ago. There was no need to consider ordinary people's thoughts when talking to this ghost.
