"How did you know I was a player?"
"I didn't see it. You played the role very well, Miss. I just came here to look for the Death Note, and I happened to meet you here."
The man said casually, with a frivolous smile on his face.
Xu Zhixi shook his head and said, "I searched all night and couldn't find any clues. What on earth is that Death Note?"
"I don't know either. How about we go talk to the NPC?"
He pointed toward the door.
…
Xu Zhixi and Shen Su went downstairs together, and when they reached the second floor, they bumped into the other four people.
Zhou Jibai and Zhao Yin's expressions showed a bit of surprise, as if they did not expect that they would appear together.
Su Yan, however, still had a cold expression on his face, glanced at them and then looked away.
Lin Xian put on his black-rimmed glasses, his eyes were calm and there was no emotion at all.
"Zhi Xi, why are you with Shen Su?"
Zhao Yin smiled, looking puzzled.
Xu Zhixi opened her lips, but before she could answer, Shen Su took over the topic, put his elbow on Xu Zhixi's shoulders, and said with a hooked lips: "The eldest lady was heartbroken by the president last night. As a loyal fan of the eldest lady, , of course I have to comfort her all night long!"
He winked at Xu Zhixi, signaling her to respond.
Xu Zhixi understood and lowered her head. Her soft black hair poured down, her long eyelashes drooped and trembled slightly. She deliberately choked and said: "Brother Jibai, what you said last night made me sad."
Zhou Jibai had a cold face and frowned, his brows tightly knitted together as if he could pinch a fly to death.
His eyes were as cold as cold stars, carrying deep disgust, "Xu Zhixi, how many times have I told you that I don't like you. Just give up on this."
Hearing this, the girl's face turned pale and the ends of her eyes turned red. His thin shoulders trembled and his back heaved, as if he had suffered a huge blow.
"Zhou Jibai, you can't say that to Zhi Xi. Zhi Xi has always been sincere to you!"
Zhao Yin seemed to be fighting for her, but there was a hint of joy in her eyes, which was caught by Shen Su.
After a few people went downstairs, Shen Su said teasingly: "Hey, your status is quite miserable. You were stabbed in the back by your sweetheart, and your best friend is not sincere. Now you can play the role of a seductress born of love and hatred. "
Xu Zhixi calmed down her aggrieved expression and said, "Indeed, calling me Brother Bai all the time is really unbearable."
Xu Zhixi looked around and couldn't find Jin An.
Although Zhou Jibai's style is somewhat similar to that of the young man Jin An from the previous dungeon, after all, pearls and jade come first, and Xu Zhixi will not confuse fish eyes with pearls.
Isn't this copy safe?
She buried doubt in her heart.
Just as she and Shen Su were preparing to trick the NPC into talking about the Death Note, Lin Xian, who had been silent, took out a dusty cowhide book.
The cover was severely worn and the paper was yellowed. The thick stack of paper was soaked with some liquid and dried and turned black.
is blood.
As soon as they took it out, Xu Zhixi and Shen Su immediately looked at each other.
"what is this?"
Zhao Yin asked.
"I found this in my room last night. I originally thought it was a worn-out notebook, but when I opened it, I found that it was completely a death record."
Lin Xian's voice was low and his tone was steady, without any emotional fluctuations. He was like a robot making objective statements. But it feels a bit scary for no reason.
He opened the cover, and the first page recorded a person's name, his time of birth and death, cause of death, and place of death——
Villa XXXXX.
right here.
Looking back, each one is a death record of a person. The time of death is different, but the location is always this villa.
They turn to a blank page.
"Isn't this a record of ghost murder?" Zhao Yin covered her lips and her voice trembled.
"That's probably the case."
Lin Xian put on his black-rimmed glasses.
"Then let's leave quickly, otherwise we will also be killed by ghosts."
"etc--"
Su Yan stretched out her hand and said, "Look again."
Everyone's eyes followed her hand to the blank page of the note. On the page, the names, ages and expected death dates of the six of them slowly appeared before August 14, XX.
That's five days later.
In other words, within these five days, they will also die.
"ah--"
Zhao Yin squeezed out a scream from her throat. She covered her lips and collapsed on the ground, "Will we all die..."
The last line of words was displayed on the paper, and Zhou Jibai read it in a deep voice, "If you want to live, take the initiative to sacrifice one person to the God of Death within five days."
one person……
If you want to save everyone, one life must be sacrificed.
Everyone looked at each other with heavy expressions.
No one would want to be the sacrificed person.
"We'd better go, we should be fine if we leave."
Zhao Yin sobbed. She stood up tremblingly and tried to open the door. With a "bang", the door handle was pulled off by her and hit the ground with a clear sound.
She froze.
"Brush - brush - brush -"
The ivy outside the window grew wildly, blocking the sky. In an instant, all the light leakage places were sealed, and the hall instantly turned dark. There was only darkness in everyone's field of vision.
Snap.
Bright white lights filled the room.
The man who turned on the light leaned against the wall, raising his eyebrows, still looking careless, "It seems we can't get out at all."
Zhao Yu's expression collapsed and she collapsed on the ground again.
"Do we really have to sacrifice someone?"
Zhou Jibai frowned tightly, his cold face showing a bit of irritation.
"Of course not. Since this notebook is a death notice, I will destroy it."
Shen Su walked closer slowly, picked up the dusty cowhide notebook, reached out to the page where their names were written, and was about to tear it off. At this moment, everyone saw a scorching light flash by, and his hand actually caught fire.
He quickly threw away the notebook in his hand, picked up a glass of water from the table and poured it into his hand.
By the time he put out the fire, his hand was completely black, with lacerations and bloodstains all over it, which was very tragic.
But the notebook was safe and sound.
His usually flirtatious and frivolous eyebrows were darkened, "It actually has an attack mechanism. This is going to be difficult."
Xu Zhixi knelt down to pick up the notebook and looked at it carefully for a moment, but her eyes were suddenly covered by a black shadow.
The rest of the people stepped back in fear, and even Shen Su stepped back with a vigilant face.
Xu Zhixi raised her eyes and saw a ferocious mask of white bones. A black hooded cloak trailed to the ground, covering him completely. The white finger bones held a huge silver sickle.
The blade of the sickle shimmered with cold light.
His gaze was cold, like tempered ice, shooting straight at her.
The oppressive feeling of death swept over her mind
"Mortals, you try to destroy my things. If you do it again, I will no longer keep my promise and kill you all."
The gorgeous and cold voice echoed in the silence.
Xu Zhixi still maintained the same posture as before, looking up at him.
His eyes were cold and emotionless.
Perhaps gods are not meant to have emotions.
Not to mention the reaper of death.
"Within five days, take the initiative to offer one's soul."
"Otherwise, in five days, I will come to harvest all of your lives."
The black cloak disappeared, and the silver-sharp sickle drew an icy arc in the air.
