So, why are there photos of her in real life in one copy?
It was as if she had really lived in this copy.
Even though Xu Zhixi was turbulent and turbulent in her heart, she didn't show any signs of it on the surface. The girl's bright and moist eyes were full of doubts, "Huh? I don't seem to remember that I have worn this dress."
Even if the person involved does not admit it, similar backgrounds will only be excused on the grounds that the copy was automatically generated with reference to reality.
Several people looked through it in the study for a long time, but apart from the photo, there was no other useful information.
They planned to return the same way, but when they passed the bedroom, Gu Zi stopped at the door, his eyes fell on the bedroom, his brows furrowed.
"What's wrong?"
He Lu also paused.
"The BOSS we saw last night was only in the form of a boy, but in this room, there is a portrait of him as an adult man. Don't you think it's strange?"
Hearing this, Xu Zhixi's heart skipped a beat, and her heart was high.
He Lu guessed: "Maybe his appearance changes, sometimes big, sometimes small. After all, he is a ghost, he can't become whatever he wants."
"Then why does he need to transform into an adult man and leave a portrait?"
Gu Zi is too keen.
Xu Zhixi swallowed.
Zhang Chengyi and He Lu looked at each other, their expressions becoming solemn.
Xu Zhixi clenched her hands into fists, clasping her fingertips in her palms, pretending to be calm, and deliberately asked: "Why? Is it because he wanted to grow up, so he changed on purpose?"
He Lu sneered, "How is it possible... there is only one possibility, that is, the young ghost is a mini-BOSS, a cover-up used by the BOSS, and is not the real Lin Jin'an at all. The real Lin Jin'an has not shown up at all."
Zhang Cheng sighed, "What's scary is that the young ghost is already so powerful, so how terrifying will the real BOSS be..."
"We can only pray that the boss doesn't have murderous intentions for us. I would rather he just wants to play with us."
As soon as He Lu finished speaking, a figure walked up the stairs, with silver-gray hair, a gentle face, and a decent tuxedo.
It was Allen.
"I'm still looking for some distinguished guests. It turns out you are all here."
He Lu asked warily: "Why did you come to us?"
Allen smiled gently and said: "The master has asked me to hold a dance for several distinguished guests. The master will also be there in person to dance with you."
"Prom? When?"
"In the evening after three days."
It was their ninth night in this copy.
"I hope all distinguished guests will come to your appointments on time."
After saying that, Allen turned and went downstairs. The light hit his silver hair and back. Everyone stared at him as he disappeared around the corner before turning back.
He Lu frowned, hugged his chest, and said with a suspicious expression: "What does this master want to do? Isn't he planning to hold a Hongmen Banquet?"
Gu Zi narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "There's no need. If he wants to kill us, he can do it at any time."
"Then why? Boss Gu, you are well-informed. Do you see anything strange about this copy?"
Gu Zi shook his head, "I have never experienced this kind of dungeon. Generally speaking, ghosts and ghosts are chasing you every day in survival dungeons like this. But this dungeon is very strange. NPCs are fighting among themselves, and the ghosts don't want to chase them." The idea of killing players is too comfortable."
Zhang Cheng scratched his head and asked, "Is it because the boss of this dungeon is busy with other things and is too lazy to care about us?"
After saying this, he even laughed. This guess was really ridiculous.
But often some extremely ridiculous answers may be the truth.
At night, Xu Zhixi personally got the answer from the two ghosts.
The young man Jin'an had a look of disdain on his face, "They are just a group of ants, and they are not worth the effort I put into them. Wouldn't it be more interesting to see them fighting on their own, frightened and panicking?"
The adult version of Jin An remained silent, his slender fingers wandering through Xu Zhixi's black and soft hair.
"Then why did you invite them?"
At this time, the man behind Xu Zhixi said hoarsely: "I also only want to invite Zhixi alone, so that no light bulb will bother us." He chuckled lightly and rested his chin on Xu Zhixi's slender shoulders. .
"But this is too cheap for them..."
…
Early on the next morning, as soon as Xu Zhixi went out, she learned the news of Zhou Min's death.
He was not killed, but stumbled and died.
He fell down from the second floor and rolled all the way to the first floor. He died with his eyes closed.
The players didn't have any emotional fluctuations. After all, Zhou Min was just an NPC in the dungeon, and he was an NPC who offended the BOSS. There would definitely be no good ending.
Lu Yinyin was huddled in a corner, her hair was messy and her eyes were filled with tears.
Of all the people who harmed Lin Jinan, she was the only one left...
Apart from this one interlude, there is nothing more.
The calm and stable situation lasted until the ninth day. It was really like a vacation, without any invasion or harassment by ghosts. Even the ghost in the oil painting came out and wandered around and didn't bother to pay attention to them.
It was so stable that even He Lu and the others found it incredible.
"It's a bit novel to enter this kind of dungeon for the first time and you don't need to escape for your life. Those ghosts completely ignore us."
He Lu was lying on the sofa with her chest in her arms, and the black-handled short knife was casually placed in her hand. Even though she said this, she did not dare to relax too much. They are afraid that ghosts are confusing them.
Zhang Cheng sighed, "I'm feeling a little bored. But, will the BOSS come out with a big move at tonight's dance?"
"Who knows, anyway, we can go out tomorrow. Let's try our best to hold on tonight."
Gu Zi closed his eyes and remained silent. His eyelashes cast a small shadow under his eyes. He kept wiping the blade of the dagger with his hand. The light shone on the smooth blade of the dagger with a cold light.
Xu Zhixi was sitting on a small sofa in a corner, holding a famous novel and reading it.
The humorous language and classic stories fascinated her.
This is a book she took out from Lin Jin'an's study.
…
The rain outside the window finally stopped, darkness gradually fell, and the rustling wind beat against the window, making a muffled sound. From time to time, there is the sound of flapping wings, which should be the bats in the forest going out at night.
The banquet hall has been decorated, and drinks and food have been placed on both sides.
There was a huge empty space in the center, and the light of the crystal lamp hit the smooth floor, reflecting light around.
He Lu and the others put on the dresses prepared by Allen. When they came down, they saw the banquet hall filled with white and translucent ghosts.
They were floating in mid-air, each wearing exquisite and gorgeous gowns.
Either they are drinking with a glass of wine, or two or three are gathering together, laughing and chatting, or there are two ghosts, a man and a woman, hugging each other and dancing.
There is also a ghost sitting on a black piano on the far side, playing music with an intoxicated expression.
It's just like a real dance except it's full of ghosts.
With a "click" sound, the surrounding lights were turned off, leaving only the crystal lamp in the center.
The ghosts around cheered and clapped.
Under the light, a man and a woman stood.
