[Martial Arts] Infinite Chamber Game

Yue Lingshan touched the head, patted it gently, and put it back as if nothing had happened. Seeing Xiao Longnu's horrified face, she smiled softly: "Don't be afraid, Sister Long, this is all an illusion. Ghosts are very good at confusing the five senses." Then she said angrily: "Who dares to play tricks on me like this? Are you itching again?"

Unexpectedly, this ghost was so blind. After she finished her threats, the head had not yet changed back. Xiao Longnu's cheeks, which had been red from the hot water, instantly lost their color and turned pale. Even her voice was trembling: "You...your face..."

Yue Lingshan's heart sank. She quickly walked onto the stage and wiped the mist off the dressing mirror. Under the dim light, she could see her face clearly.

With a swollen and festering face and gray eyeballs, Yue Lingshan blinked hard, and then she saw in the mirror that one of her eyeballs had fallen out, and her hair was falling out in clumps, along with her hair there was also colorful brain matter and dirty blood!

--boom
The mirror cracked and shattered, along with the horrible scene in it.

Yue Lingshan retracted her fist, took a deep breath, turned around and touched her face: "Sister Long, have you recovered?"

Xiaolongnu nodded.

Although they were both knowledgeable and courageous, they lost interest in taking a bath after such a commotion and hurriedly wiped the water off their bodies. Yue Lingshan took out two new bathrobes from the cabinet and handed them to Xiaolongnu. After they put on their clothes, they sat on the bathtub platform and twisted their hair with thick towels.

At this moment, the lights and fire in the bathroom went out at the same time! The already dark room became even more desolate and terrifying. There were thunderstorms outside the window, and green mist was floating in the house. Xiao Longnu accidentally glanced at the mirror, but found that the broken mirror was intact, without even a crack.

The mirror reflected her face clearly.

Pale face, blue lips, a three-inch long steel needle stuck in her head! Her eyes were tightly closed, bright red blood flowed from her head to her cheeks, like tears of blood! Suddenly, her tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, her eyeballs were blood red, and they seemed to burst!

She looked at her dead face in the mirror calmly, then poked Yue Lingshan, signaling her to look at the mirror. Yue Lingshan gasped, her eyes widened, but not with fear, but with anger.

"Who is this little devil causing trouble again? I'll skin it alive!" He was about to hit the mirror as he said this, but was stopped by Xiao Longnu.

"Look at this scene, does it look like the ghost we saw downstairs?"

Yue Lingshan was stunned, and stammered for a long while: "You...you suspect..."

Xiao Long Nu continued calmly: "I suspect this illusion is the same as the one we encountered downstairs. The ghost has no ill intentions. This is a warning before our death. Perhaps in this game, both of us, including the curly-haired woman, are the dead."

Yue Lingshan screamed, "Could it be that Wen Xue'an was right? We...how could we be the dead?"

Xiao Long Nu said: "Since we could be the murderer, why can't we be the deceased?"

Yue Lingshan swallowed and said, "I've seen your levels. In a situation like this, the murderer could be anyone, right?"

Xiao Long Nu nodded: "Yes, this naturally includes you and me."

"Let's go," she said, "and see how the others are doing."

Yue Lingshan walked behind and sighed softly: "I just hope that it won't be too painful when I die later."

……

Lu Xiaofeng died in the bathroom.

The head was separated from the body, just like the painting hanging in the corridor.

His lower body was still in the bathtub, but his upper body was lying on the ground, with his head hanging under the towel rack by his hair. The towel rack was black and very artistically designed. At first glance, it really looked like a big hand holding his head.

There was blood everywhere in the bathroom, the ceiling and the walls were splattered with blood.

The head was broken into jagged pieces, as if it had been torn from the neck alive, except that there were no finger marks on the neck. The head should have been chopped off with a blunt knife, and the person who wielded the knife had great strength.

"I never thought that the first person to die would be you." Hu Fei held Lu Xiaofeng's head and closed his eyes.

Close your eyes once, open them once, close your eyes once, open them once...

Hu Feiqi asked, "Why don't you rest in peace?"

He was the first person to discover Lu Xiaofeng's body.

Everyone had agreed to take a shower first, then go to the restaurant to eat something and talk about the upcoming case. When everyone gathered in the restaurant, they found that Lu Xiaofeng had not arrived yet, so Hu Fei went up to find him. He knocked on the door, but it didn't open. There was a constant sound of water splashing in the bathroom. He looked down and saw that blood had already flowed out through the crack of the door.

Hu Fei held Lu Xiaofeng's head and placed it on the dining table, which scared the ghost that provided electricity to the restaurant and caused the lights to flash twice.

"He was like this when I saw him." He wiped his hands with a wet towel, sat down, put a spoonful of tomato stewed beef brisket on the white rice, shoveled two chopsticks into his mouth, and said, "During the time we were apart, everyone here is a suspect."

The lights above my head were flickering and the candles on the dining table were burning slowly.

Sitting there were Wen Xue'an, Xiao Longnu, Yue Lingshan, a curly-haired female NPC, and two male NPCs.

Jing Wuming was not there. He had been locking himself in the room upstairs. Hu Fei went to check on him once and saw Jing Wuming sitting in front of the window, staring at a certain point. There was no emotion in his eyes, only a deep and dead silence.

If he hadn't held down the paper that was blown by the wind and coldly spat out the word "get out", Hu Fei would have thought that he was dead too.

The suspects gathered at an exquisite and gorgeous long table, enjoying a delicious dinner. Facing a bloody, hideous human head, everyone looked very relaxed - except for the three NPCs.

The three of them were going crazy!
No one can understand their devastated mood!
They were just out hiking! They encountered a mudslide, and finally managed to save their lives. They accidentally entered this castle, and it turned out to be haunted! The teammates who were originally fine suddenly became abnormal, and kept talking about "games", "levels", "ghosts", "murderers" and "dead people"

They were just talking about this scary stuff, and no one stood up to question it? !
Also, he's dead now! Xiao Lu is dead! Is this normal? Why can you eat without any psychological burden? His head is on the table, and the broken part of his head is bleeding! Also, can you please stop discussing whether to put sugar in scrambled eggs with tomatoes when analyzing the murderer?

Please be normal!

So the current situation is that the NPCs are responsible for playing the role of normal people and serving as the atmosphere group for the terrifying and depressing atmosphere, while the players who should be scared to death start to act like non-humans!
"Did you see who the murderer was before you died?" Wen Xue'an touched Lu Xiaofeng's head with a cruel and weird smile - it was not that he intended to smile like that, it was just like that when he smiled normally.

Wen Xue'an had never expected that Lu Xiaofeng, a dead head, could speak. He was just annoying. But he never expected that the head with wide-open eyes and distorted face could actually speak! His mouth did not move, his face was still hideous, his eyeballs were still deathly gray, but a sound did come out of his mouth!

"Of course I saw it!"

His voice was hoarse and turbid, and his deathly grey eyes gleamed with hatred, which frightened Wen Xue'an, such a vicious person, so much that he jumped up!

However, in the next moment, the murderous voice turned into a sharp laugh.

He laughed and said, "I saw who killed me, but I won't tell you. You guys solve the case on yourselves. If you can't find the murderer... then die with me, hehehe..."

Wen Xue'an was so angry that he grabbed his head and was about to smash it into the fireplace to burn it, but fortunately he was stopped by Xiao Longnu.

"This is an important clue and cannot be burned."

Lu Xiaofeng laughed strangely: "Yes, there is still evidence of the murderer's crime on my head, please don't burn it."

"What evidence?" Yue Lingshan snatched the head and looked it up and down, but didn't find anything. She poked Lu Xiaofeng's face and asked curiously, "Do you feel anything when I poke you like this?"

Lu Xiaofeng asked, "What does a dead person feel like?"

Yue Lingshan asked again: "Did it hurt when you were killed?"

Lu Xiaofeng shouted exaggeratedly: "Try to see if it hurts if your head is chopped off!"

Thinking of the death she saw in the mirror, Yue Lingshan shuddered and said in a sad voice, "No!" She handed the head to Xiao Longnu, fumbled in the wine cabinet, picked out a bottle of the strongest wine, frowned, and gulped it down. Then she fell on the chair and burped, "Wuwu, whoever wants to do it later, be gentle. I'm afraid of pain."

Xiao Long Nu also moved her head and looked up and down, and said, "Let's go and check out the body."

Hu Fei said: "Let's do it together, don't let the murderer have a chance." Then he looked at the three NPCs who were numb because of fear: "Don't think you can wash away the suspicion by pretending to be scared, come together."

Everyone went upstairs, leaving only the drunk Yue Lingshan downstairs, who refused to move no matter how anyone tried to persuade her.

When going upstairs, Wen Xue'an suddenly asked, "Why didn't that dead face come? If Yue Lingshan is dead, and we have been together, can we conclude that he is the murderer?"

Xiao Long Nu glanced at him and said, "You seem to talk more today than usual."

"Really?" Wen Xue'an smiled sinisterly, "I didn't expect you to care about me so much. You always take my words to heart."

In just a few words, the group had arrived at the bathroom door where Lu Xiaofeng was killed. The door was wide open, and the smell of blood inside was as strong as the lair of Andariel in the dark world.

The three NPCs who had never seen the world vomited immediately.

Xiao Long Nu was the first to walk in. Although Lu Xiao Feng's face did not blush, his voice was awkward: "Wait, I... I am not wearing any clothes, you first... you first..."

"There's so much blood..." Hu Fei looked around: "Will there be so much blood if you chop off a person's head normally?"

Xiao Long Nu didn't have the habit of checking naked corpses. She just took a quick glance and said thoughtfully, "This person should be someone Lu Xiaofeng can't be on guard against... The kind of person who will not pose a threat to him even if he is suspected of being the murderer."

"He must have been very relaxed before he died."

Wen Xue'an immediately looked at the three NPCs who were huddled at the back like quails.

If there were anyone who Lu Xiaofeng wouldn't be on guard against, it would only be them, three powerless rookies.

However, the three of them were almost vomiting at this time, and the vomit, tear marks on their faces, and the bulging veins on their necks could not be faked.

The murderer had the leisure time to paint in the bathroom.

"It seems that my suspicion can be ruled out." Wen Xue'an laughed at himself and said, "It's hard for people like me to relax no matter where I appear."

Lu Xiaofeng said, "That's quite right, but there's one thing. Forget it. If I say too much, I'll lose points... I mean, you'd better take a good look at my head... Hey, don't touch my corpse!"

With a loud crash, the body was dragged out of the bathtub.

"Look, in the water!" Hu Fei asked, "Is this vomit?"

Xiao Long Nu said: "I have been wondering since the beginning, how can the game make the dead speak?"

"Even if the deceased said it, it may not be credible."

She suddenly reached into the pool of blood and pulled out a small knife.

There was a cut on the wrist of Lu Xiaofeng's body.

She chuckled and pinched Lu Xiaofeng's mouth open. Lu Xiaofeng panicked and shouted, "What are you doing!"

A small black box fell out of his mouth. Even if it came from ancient times, everyone recognized that Lu Xiaofeng's voice came from the black box.

He was not resurrected.

"The murderer is obvious."

(End of this chapter)