"I...I'm Wenya." Xiaolan twitched her hand in panic.
"It's all over! It's all over!" The npc's scream slowly turned into a roar from the bottom of her throat. Along with the low roars, she put her hands on the edge of the coffin, as if she was ready to climb out.
"Xiaolan!" Qin Yin took Xiaolan back behind him.
A group of people stared at the NPC who had cheated and gone crazy, and silently backed away.
"Dangcang...squeak——"
The door opened.
At the same time, the NPC climbed out of the coffin and approached them with twisted limbs.
Xiaolan's scalp was still numb, and he was dragged into the door by Qin Yin. When the Taoist Master finally entered the door, the npc was less than half a meter away from him, and the Taoist Master stepped in with a big step.
The second before the npc got into the door, there was a bang, and the wooden door was closed by the fool.
The NPC was roaring and banging on the door. Slowly, the voice became lower.
"Why did she say I'm not Wenya?" Xiaolan held her identity card, "Is there more than one Wenya?"
"There is indeed more than one Wenya," Jasmine held the candle and looked up at the new room, "Didn't you also give your doll the same name?"
The room became quiet.
After Jasmine finished speaking, she herself realized the strange possibility. She immediately turned her head and stared at Xiaolan quietly like everyone else, "Could you... be..."
Xiaolan lowered her head and looked at the doll in her hand.
A rag doll with big bright eyes and no life features.
Wen Mengli's doll said, let her be it, let it be her.
"Could it be that I am the doll?" Xiaolan murmured in a low voice.
The doll wants to replace its master.
The doll succeeded, but humans failed.
"Wansheng is a mage and can see the truth," Jasmine read the information on the identity card. "Your hands must feel like a rag doll to her, so she can find out."
Xiaolan frowned, always feeling that something was not right. She thought about it for a while, but still couldn't figure it out.
"Let's take a look at this room first," the Taoist priest changed the topic. "There will be new clues. The plot should have just begun."
Qiao Nian patted Xiaolan's shoulder with a half-smile, and Xiaolan knew the subtext behind this comforting expression.
It seems that I, the first one to die, am not the worst. There is another person who is not human at all.
This room was also pitch black. Using the weak candlelight, one could vaguely see three dark brown wardrobes nearly one person tall placed against the three walls. There were strange things piled on the ground. It was hard to see what they were.
If you take a few steps, you can kick some.
Qin Yin touched the wall and walked forward. After a while, he stamped his feet and shouted, "Hey, there is a switch here."
Before anyone else could react, Qin Yin pressed the switch with a click.
The room suddenly lit up.
Several people immediately covered their eyes. After they recovered, everything in the room came into view.
"Holy crap! What is this?!" the fool shouted.
Xiaolan slowly opened her eyes, and faced a critical blow from the hammer.
He was standing among a pile of human limbs.
What was piled on the ground were bloody severed hands and feet. A small finger fell beside his feet, and he could step on them just by moving his feet.
"This!" Jasmine, who was standing in a circle of severed hands, was shocked and ran straight to a relatively clean corner.
"Don't worry," only Baomu still smiled, "They are all fake, the whole room smells of plastic."
"Otherwise, if I get a room full of blood for you, you'll vomit on the spot." The fool complained as he pushed the door next to the closet.
"The clues can't be in this pile of things," Jasmine pressed tightly against the wall, "Oh my god..."
The Taoist priest had walked to the closet, reached out to hold the door handle, turned sideways, and opened it cautiously.
"squeak--"
"It's empty," the Taoist priest put his head in and took a look, "there's nothing there."
"This cabinet too."
"This is the same." Xiaolan and Qin Yin stood by the third cabinet, looked inside and confirmed.
However, Xiaolan also caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of her eye.
There is a latch embedded in the door on the inside of the cabinet.
Scenes from horror movies appeared in Xiaolan's mind.
"Bah...bah..." the radio sounded again.
"Recently, another homeless person, Liu, disappeared in the suburbs of Nancheng. This is the fifth case of missing homeless people in Nancheng in the past two months. And because the missing persons are all idle people in society, it is estimated that the actual number of missing people may exceed
Five people. According to Wen, a witness who was driving by at the time, Liu was taken into a gray off-road vehicle by a man in black. Because it was raining heavily at the time of the incident, Wen did not see the man's physical characteristics and vehicle clearly.
Information, the case is currently being investigated. Residents are asked to pay attention to their own safety at all times. If there are clues, please report to the police in time, and the police will..."
"Squeak...squeak..."
The content after that was inaudible, and there was only harsh noise on the radio.
"These are..."
"Shhh!" Baomu raised his eyebrows and assumed a silent posture, "There is a sound!"
In the distance, there was a sound of metal dragging on the ground.
"What's this noise?"
"Someone is coming!" The fool was lying by the door listening, "It's like dragging an iron chain."
"Drag the chain? Are you planning to arrest us?"
After Qin Yin asked this question, he thought about the broadcast just now and blurted out, "Oh my God, it's the murderer who came to catch us. This must be his room!"
The fool turned his head faintly, "Can't we fight NPCs?"
"Of course not, you want to hit someone when they come to work!"
"But we can't sit still and wait for death," Jasmine pointed at the cabinet, "We have to hide here."
Although Xiaolan resisted entering the closet, she looked at the corpses here and didn't hesitate much. She followed Qin Yin into the big closet next to the door.
A wardrobe could just accommodate two people, but there were seven of them in total. The fool walked at the end, thought for a while, and squeezed into Xiaolan and Qin Yin's wardrobe.
"What are you doing in here! Hey, don't squeeze me, my face is pressed against the wall!"
"Shh-"
The sound of chains has reached the door.
"squeak--"
Heavy footsteps, mixed with the friction of iron chains, slowly entered the room.