"Ah! It's a fake corpse!" Lu Jingyuan suddenly shouted.
He ran out of the house and shouted, "Brother Cang, Brother Cang, help me!"
A man in his thirties was so frightened that it was hard to find words to describe him.
Perhaps because he was really frightened, Lu Jingyuan directly knocked open the door of Cang Fei's room, his legs weak and holding on to the wall.
"Don't disturb me." Cang Li said to the man at the door.
Lu Jingyuan silently moved the opened door to the side. Compared with the ghost, it seemed that his brother Cang was more scary.
Looking at the corpse lying on the floor with his face covered in paint, Lu Jingyuan expressed deep sympathy. He was no longer afraid after seeing the boss bullying the ghosts.
Except for the banging of the door in Room 4, there was no movement behind it, which frightened other players.
People in the next room heard the fake corpse, and they were afraid that there was something wrong with the corpse they painted, so they all ran into the hall.
"What happened? Whose body was faked?" Yu Buwen looked at the girls and asked.
Wu Li pointed to room No. 6 and said, "It seems to be the uncle in that room. I don't know which room he went to."
"Then uncle must have gone to the boss's room." Jiang Qiu pointed to room No. 4 and said.
Players are more taboo about the four characters that sound homophonic to "death", so everyone collectively avoided Room 4 at first.
Jiang Xing smiled optimistically, "There is no movement, which means there is no problem."
"How are you sure there is nothing wrong?" Yu Buwen Nunu said with a chin, "What if he was trapped by a ghost and died."
"All the players in the escape game are dead, and nothing will happen to him." Huo Muyun, who just walked out, answered the question.
Yu Buwen frowned slightly and said, "I didn't say anything nonsense to him, right?"
Huo Muyun pointed to his ears to show that he was not deaf yet. He could hear what others said no matter how low the volume was, not to mention the young man's voice was not low.
After he came closer, he asked in a loud enough voice that the two of them could hear, "Are you afraid of Himegami?"
"Ji Shen!" Yu Buwen was so shocked that his eyes widened. He pointed to room No. 4, "Could it be that he is..."
Huo Muyun made a hissing gesture and said, "As long as you understand, don't say everything."
Cang Fu himself has the ability to intimidate others. After all, he is the only one who has enjoyed the treatment of being hunted around the world.
It's just that few people know him, and many people don't know his situation. Even if they enter the same dungeon, no one will recognize him.
"Yu Buwen, what are you talking about?" Jiang Qiu came over and asked.
She heard Yu Buwen's exclamation, so she felt a little strange, but as soon as Jiang Qiu came over, they stopped talking.
"No...it's nothing." Yu Buwen was a little nervous and stuttered.
He needed some time to digest the news. He was shocked when he encountered a player being hunted by the system for the first time.
If just now you thought Cang Xiu was a powerful boss, now Yu Buwen's mind was filled with reports of the pursuit.
When the global news of the hunt for Cang Rao was announced, all the players in the escape game were shocked, including Yu Buwen.
Because his level was not high at the time, he did not have the courage to take on the pursuit mission and did not want to see the target in person one day.
"Hey, why are you stuttering?" Jiang Qiu glanced at Huo Muyun and continued to ask, "Did that uncle threaten you?"
"Little girl, she has a good mouth." Huo Muyun was unhappy when someone called him uncle.
Jiang Qiu is in his late twenties, and Huo Muyun is only a few years older than him. He is too old to call him eldest brother.
Jiang Qiu rolled his eyes and said, "You are an old man, pretending to be young will not end well."
Huo Muyun gritted his teeth and retorted, "Then just wait and see what will happen to you."
Because Jiang Qiu was venomous and unforgiving, Huo Muyun was inspired to be willful as a woman, and started fighting with her.
There was so much excitement that the players in the hall had forgotten that this was a funeral parlor, so they almost took out the melon seeds to eat.
"Have you completed your mission?" Cang Xiu asked as he came out of room four.
The players all gathered together, surrounding Jiang Qiu and Huo Muyun. They didn't know what they were arguing about, and they kept talking with their little mouths.
Jiang Xing, who was very close, replied, "We were afraid that the corpse would be a corpse, so we didn't dare to continue painting."
Lu Jingyuan reminded them, "If you don't complete the task, even if you get back on the bus, you will be wiped out by the system."
Players cannot escape the restrictions of the rules. They can not do the tasks. If they do not complete the tasks, they will die.
"No time." Cang Xiu greeted and walked towards the bus stop.
"Isn't it half an hour?" Huo Muyun followed up and asked, "The system hasn't broadcast the report yet."
Cang Ji sighed softly, "No one else can be trusted. Are you sure that the system will not cheat players?"
He was tricked twice when he was a child. After that, Cang Xi never believed what outsiders said, he only believed in himself.
This mission was time-limited. As soon as Cang Fei got out of the car, he counted the seconds in his mind, which was exactly the same as the time calculated by the system.
——Ding! The funeral parlor mission is over and the player needs to get back to the bus within two minutes.
As soon as Cang Fu walked to the bus door, the system announcement rang, and several people in the hall rushed out immediately.
Unfortunately, they moved too slowly and were blocked by the deceased who were pretending to be corpses. They had to defeat them if they wanted to get past.
Except for the corpse in Room 4, which was not moved during the player's mission, all the others were fake corpses.
The system requires players to put embalming makeup on the dead in order to control them and prevent the corpses from coming back to life.
The other players were either halfway through the drawing, or they couldn't satisfy the deceased, so they all faked the corpse.
"Yunchu, didn't you say you were sure?" Huo Muyun stood on the car and stared in the direction of the funeral parlor.
When the dead come back to life, they start biting people. NPC players are no exception. They seem to eat everything.
Jiang Yunchu boasted with satisfaction, "My painting skills are pretty good."
Huo Muyun let out a long sigh, not knowing how to evaluate Jiang Yunchu's aesthetics. His burial makeup was scarier than a ghost.
To be fair, it's really not good-looking to put big blush on a dead person, make him look as smoky as a panda, and make his face as white as a steamed bun.
However, Jiang Yunchu insists that it looks good. Perhaps it is the nature of the King of Hell, who always feels that things from the underworld are better.
Cang Fu also agreed, "It looks quite festive."
Because the makeup artists are different, the corpses they painted are also different. The one with big blush on the face is particularly easy to recognize.
"Boss, you shouldn't be like this, right?" Huo Muyun asked tactfully, "Isn't Ji Yu good-looking?"
Cang Fu glanced sideways, "What does his good looks have to do with being a dead person?"
Huo Muyun is autistic. The boss's brain circuit is different from that of normal people, so he shouldn't ask.
Lu Jingyuan looked at Huo Muyun and thought, why didn't Mr. Huo ask himself? His answer would definitely not look good.
"The bus is leaving, sit tight." Jiang Yunchu reminded him and sat down.
At this time, other players had just rushed to the door of the bus, and the driver's foot had already stepped on the accelerator pedal.
"Stop pushing through the door, climb in through the window!" Wu Li shouted in greeting.
Hearing the shouts, Jiang Qiu and Jiang Xing immediately turned around and grabbed the edge of the window, using their hands to hang their feet up.
The only ones approaching the door were Bu Wen and Mo Cheng. They were the slowest and were already out of breath when they arrived.
Yu Buwen is a cartoonist, and his physical strength is naturally not good after sitting in an office all year round. Mo Cheng looked completely weak.
As soon as the two people squeezed in front of the car, the door slowly closed in front of them.
Fu Qin: I have requested drafts for all the characters for the main and supporting characters. We will wait and see when the artist will draw them. The author’s words are stuck and will not be reviewed. If you are notified, I will temporarily put them in the text. You can check the screenshots in your character group.
