The rain outside the window stopped temporarily.
Xu Zhixi stretched out and got out of bed with her bare feet on the soft carpet.
She picked a blue shirt skirt from the closet and buttoned the collar to the top, barely covering her collarbone and the remaining red marks on her collarbone. She combed her black hair in a fluffy style, spreading it over her shoulders and covering the back of her neck.
that is……
She looked in the mirror at the slightly swollen red lips and the small wounds on them.
That was what the boy bit out last night.
She was originally very angry, but the boy's eyes were red and full of grievances, and she felt inexplicable guilt in her heart, so she could only let him kiss her.
Xu Zhixi opened the window, and it was still gray outside. The trees were staggered and their bare branches were twisted and knotted.
No one died last night.
But except Xu Zhixi, everyone looked solemn.
He Lu and Zhang Chengyi's eyes were all green and black, probably because they didn't sleep all night.
"Maybe we should go see what's on the third floor."
He Lu's voice was dry and hoarse, and he pointed in the direction of the third floor, "It's not a problem if you just wait here all the time. Why not go see what else there is in this castle besides ghosts."
Xu Zhixi met her eyes and smiled, "Of course, I have no objection."
The group of people, including Zhou Min and Lu Yinyin, walked upstairs step by step.
There are five rooms in total on the third floor.
There is a bedroom, a study room, both of which are filled with sundries, and one is a separate large bathroom.
The floor of the bathroom was dry and smooth, without any trace of blood. The huge circular bathtub in the center was also very dry, and the faucets on the side were stained with rust.
As for the young man's oil painting that was originally hung behind the mirror, only a dark red background remained.
The young man with clear eyebrows was nowhere to be seen.
When Xu Zhixi woke up in the morning, the adult man in the oil painting beside her bed was not in the painting either.
Where did they go?
Xu Zhixi thought secretly and stopped for a moment.
He Lu had already opened the door to the bedroom and walked in. Zhang Chengyi followed closely behind. Lu Yinyin and Zhou Min stood at the door hesitating in a panic. For no other reason than they could see the large and small things placed in the bedroom from the door. Lin Jin'an's oil painting.
Even if the boys or men in the oil paintings have handsome faces, to them they are still evil spirits with "green faces and fangs" that can rush out at any time and devour their flesh and blood.
From the corner of his eye, Gu Zi glanced at the girl who was standing still and wandering at the door of the bathroom, and suddenly shouted: "Xu Zhixi, what are you thinking about?"
Xu Zhixi came back to her senses, met his probing eyes, and shook her head, "I'm not thinking about anything, I just walked away for a while."
She quickly walked to the bedroom door and entered the room with Gu Zi one behind the other.
The furnishings of the room were exactly the same as when she slept here that night, and the quilt was still opened at a corner, which was the same quilt she had lifted when she woke up in the morning. The sheets were wrinkled and still showed signs of her sleeping on them.
"Come and look, there is a woman's dress here."
Xu Zhixi's heart skipped a beat when she saw He Lu take out a pure white nightgown from the closet full of men's clothes. It was dry and flat. It must have been washed and ironed. It was the nightgown she changed into that night. skirt.
"……this is mine……"
Xu Zhixi smiled awkwardly.
He Lu narrowed his eyes and asked suspiciously, "Why is your skirt here?"
"I was brought to this room by Catherine that day. I didn't notice that my nightgown was stained, so I changed it into the bathroom on this floor."
"I don't know who washed it for me, dried it and hung it here."
He Lu sneered, "It can't be the BOSS... You are really comfortable in this dungeon. There are people everywhere. No, there are ghosts waiting for you."
Xu Zhixi could only laugh and say nothing.
Zhou Min rolled his eyes and continued to exploit every opportunity, "She and Lin Jin'an used to be a couple, and now they must be secretly teaming up with him to deal with us. Otherwise, why would those ghosts not hurt her, but protect her instead."
Lu Yinyin's face turned pale and she nodded in agreement, "These are all evidences. Those ghosts are so scary. Except for Xu Zhixi, they will not let us out alive."
He Lu looked impatient. She almost forgot that there were two NPC oil bottles here, "You two, get out of here and stay out of the way."
"Why? It's Xu Zhixi, the traitor, who wants to get out. We have always stood by your side."
Zhang Cheng stared at them expressionlessly. He was already tall, strong, and dark-skinned. His face was expressionless at the moment, and he seemed a bit calm and confident.
The two shrank, looked at each other, and exited the door.
"Okay, the NPC is gone, can you explain?"
He Lu crossed his chest and looked at Xu Zhixi expectantly, his heroic eyebrows full of doubt and coldness.
Xu Zhixi calmed down and said, "Because of my identity, I am Lin Jin'an's ex-girlfriend, and he has always liked me, so the housekeeper or other ghosts will not hurt me."
"Do good characters really have this convenience?"
Zhang Cheng touched his head, "But I've never heard that characters who are close to ghosts will be protected by ghosts..."
"Indeed not." Gu Ziqingling's voice suddenly interrupted, "As far as I know, no previous player has entered a dungeon with a character who has a good relationship with ghosts. They are usually enemies, opponents, or strangers. Xu Zhi This is indeed a precedent."
He raised his hand, holding a small photo between his slender white fingers. From a distance, it appeared that there were two people in the photo.
Taking a closer look, they turned out to be Xu Zhixi and Lin Jinan wearing blue and white school uniforms.
The young man in the photo has black hair and dark eyes, is cold and distant, the broken hair on his forehead blocks part of his eyebrows, and his temperament is a bit gloomy.
In the photo, Xu Zhixi's black hair is freely floating, her eyebrows are delicate and beautiful, but they are slightly green, her face is pale, her body is slender and thin, she is leaning on the young man's shoulder, her eyebrows are curved, like two clear springs.
The two are perfectly matched.
"Is this dungeon so complete with settings? There are all the old photos, and they're even old!"
Zhang Chengyi was amazed.
Xu Zhixi was surprised, not that the copy settings were complete, but that she in the photo was exactly the same as she was in high school in real life.
Even the school uniform and the name of the middle school on the uniform are exactly the same.
But... when she tried to recall her high school life, a large blank appeared.
She had never noticed it before.
She couldn't clearly remember her high school classes, classmates, and the life she had experienced. Everything was blurry, as if there was a layer of mosaic.
It had only been three or four years since she graduated from high school, so there was no reason why she couldn't remember anything.
It was as if her memory had been deliberately erased.
They came out of the bedroom and entered the study.
Three of the four walls are lined with bookshelves, and classics from ancient and modern times, Chinese and foreign, are listed among them. In the center were a brown wood desk and chairs, and a single photo of Xu Zhixi on the desk.
The girl has a beautiful smile and beautiful eyes.
He Lu picked up the group photo and looked at it for a moment, then a flash of inspiration came to him, "No, this should be a photo of you in real life. I've seen the background of this photo before."
She turned the photo frame and showed it to Xu Zhixi and the others.
Not only that, this seems to be a photo taken by Xu Zhixi not long before entering the dungeon.
