Chapter 47Game
The cold mechanical sound sounded again.
[Restore the story - the game stage has started. 】
[You can go to villagers’ homes to earn points through limit is two hours. 】
[Warm reminder: High profits and high returns, please use your understanding of the game to clear the level. 】
"If I really want to doze off, someone will hand me a pillow." Lin Chuan sighed.
This game is more like a real-life escape room than "Xi Guang".
Shen Nanzhi's palms were itchy and she always wanted to get some weapons in the game, such as the knife in Li Qingli's hand. She hoped to get such props after the dungeon ended.
Lin Que was still supporting Zhang Quan, who seemed to be lost, and suggested: "Go back along this dirt road?"
"Row."
When walking back, I felt that there were more people hovering outside the stone house. I met several waves of players and suddenly heard a clear "Lin Que".
Shen Nanzhi and the others looked over and saw that it was Li An'an and Chen Baiying. Chen Baiying's first words when she saw them were: "Did you find anything?"
"The village is surrounded by a large maple forest. There is a post station and a poetry pavilion. They are both quite old. There is a relief carved on the poetry pavilion, which is roughly the figure of the Lord of Hell."
Lin Que informed, suddenly lowering his voice. "I also met a man who picked up a knife and killed people casually. You have to be careful and watch out for players who score points for killing people like this."
"After you left, Bai Ying and I kept walking around the village and found that there were several houses with doors that could be pushed open."
Li Anan's clothes were suddenly pulled heavily by Chen Baiying. She looked over for no apparent reason and continued: "We just saw the door of the house open automatically, and a wave of people went in. I guess those houses are the games mentioned by the system. site."
"Then let's go." Shen Nanzhi nodded, carrying the wooden stick picked up on the road.
"You guys go first, I want to walk around by myself."
Lin Chuan shrugged and said to Chen Baiying. "up to you."
He was eager to be with this person. Judging from her current performance, she might be holding him back.
"Bai Ying, can you do it alone? Lin Que just said that there are murderers among the players." Li Anan looked concerned.
"It's okay, I can do it alone."
Shen Nanzhi didn't want to waste time, so she reached out and pulled Li Anan's arm, pulled her to the front with force, and casually said words of comfort: "You have to trust your friend."
At present, Li An'an is too kind and easily suffers losses.
With Li An'an leading the way, he quickly found a unique stone house. There was a small brown wooden sign hanging on the stone with a gold character on it: door was wide open, and there was a white mist inside.
"It seems that there will be a scene after you go in. You might encounter something weird." Lin Chuan said in a leisurely tone.
"Go in?"
Shen Nanzhi looked at the other four people in turn inquiringly. Seeing that no one had any objections, Shen Nanzhi simply stepped into the room first.
The scene changed, and six people stood in front of a quaint courtyard.
There was an old man standing at the entrance of the hospital. He was wearing a dark red coat and his snow-white hair was combed and tied up. He was energetic and had a kind smile.
"My master has been waiting for you for a long time."
Passing through several broken bead door curtains in the water pavilion corridor, you can see several osmanthus trees with lush leaves.
The old woman knocked on the door lightly, and a strong "What's the matter" came from inside.
"Master, the person you were waiting for has arrived."
Then there were hurried footsteps, and a middle-aged man wearing a dark blue robe appeared in Shen Nanzhi's sight. His features were straight and strong, but very depressed. "Sir, I know your logic is always good. Baihe Village was haunted two days ago because the villagers invited the wrong god. The land in the village has always belonged to me, and I can't say that I will let it go if something happens to the tenant farmers. Anyway, that's the case. Many lives.”
"Two days ago, I invited Mr. Yin Yang. He said that this matter is not easy to handle. We need to know how many of the 50 villagers who prayed for gods have turned into evil gods before we can send it away."
"All the idols are the same. The 50 villagers can only tell whether the god they invited is an evil god, and their logic is very strong. But they cannot remind each other, or they will be retaliated by the evil god. If they think the god they invited is an evil god, they can A red rope is tied to the sweet-scented osmanthus tree at the entrance of the village.”
"No one tied the rope on the first, second, and third days. On the fourth day at dusk, two red ropes were tied on the laurel tree at the village gate. What do you think..."
His eyes suddenly sharpened, and he laughed strangely. His face was pulled down to about his collarbone. His face was long, thin, and very twisted. He was so frightened that Li Anan screamed, and Lin Que stretched out his free hand to help her.
The middle-aged man's voice is dry. "How many people have invited the wrong god?"
Shen Nanzhi and He Xianyue finished their words and answered almost simultaneously with expressionless faces. "Four."
The NPC was stunned and smiled. "...This is what you want."
The middle-aged man stood up, bowed, placed six strings of Buddhist beads on the stone table in the middle of the courtyard, and disappeared.
"It can't be that simple, right?" Lin Chuan was surprised. "When will this game be able to be cleared by just solving the questions?"
The question just now was a transformation logic question.
Standing in the perspective of only one villager asking the wrong there is only one, and he sees that all 49 villagers have invited the wrong god, the villager will tie the rope on the first day.
If there are two, and you look at the evil god in another villager's house, you know that if only one person invites the wrong god, he will definitely tie the rope on the first day. As a result, no one will tie the rope on the first day, so you know, invite yourself The god is an evil two villagers who invited the wrong god would tie a knot the next day.
It doesn’t matter how many ropes there are. What’s important is that on the first day of the knotting, a few people invited the wrong god. This is because the rope may not be tied securely, or there may be unknown reasons why the villagers who invited the evil god did not tie the rope.
He Xianyue picked up the Buddhist strings and distributed them to them.
The cold beads touched Shen Nanzhi's wrist. "What are you thinking about?"
She took the Buddhist string. "This house is so spacious, at least the area of four or five stone houses combined."
"Yes. And just after the middle-aged man disappeared, the scent of sandalwood in the yard became stronger. This smell is no less than that of a temple with constant incense." He Xianyue frowned slightly.
Zhang Quan suddenly screamed. "Female ghost!"
Following his line of sight, he saw a woman hanging from the eaves of the house in the east wing. Her white costume was stained with blood. Her hair was long and black, like smooth silk. Her face was bloody and bloody, and her eyeballs were stuck to her cheekbones, lifeless. .
Lin Que bravely picked up the body and placed it against the threshold.
"There are writings on the white cloth she hanged herself on."
Regarding "violent life", Lin Chuan looked at Shen Nanzhi, and she understood instantly.
Shen Nanzhi jumped up, her white shorts ran up a bit, revealing her lean waistcoat line, her straight arms had smooth muscle lines, and she pulled off the white cloth with her bare hands.
"Damn it, sister! You're so handsome." Li Anan's eyes were filled with stars.
Shen Nanzhi laid the white cloth on the ground and spread it out, with bloody words dripping from it.
"Humanity, how upright and selfless you are
Kindness resolves grievances in the world
But why are you unresponsive today?
You remain silent despite my whining? "
"This seems to be a Yue opera libretto!" Li Anan was surprised. "My grandma is a girl from the south of the Yangtze River. She loves to listen to Yue opera, and she mostly listens to stories about crazy men and women complaining about women."
(End of this chapter)
