Unlimited copy: I'm sick in an escape game

Chapter 290 The Yellow Springs Town 15
Qi Nuo took a step back and stared at him intently. At the same time, he took out the camera in his bag, and with a "click", the flash turned on and took a picture of him.

By the time Qi Nuo looked away from the camera screen, the groom in front of him had disappeared.

Then Qi Nuo took down the photo taken by the camera, shook it, and looked at it again, except for a dilapidated wardrobe, there was no one in the photo.

"Pray!"

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind, nice and gentle.

Kinuo raised his eyes, but didn't move.

"Pray."

Another sound.

Qi Nuo said softly: "I'm afraid it won't work if a deceptive method is used on the same person for the second time?"

As soon as these words were said, the whole room fell silent.

Qi Nuo bent her lips, and turned around slowly. She looked at the empty room, her eyes fixed in a certain direction as if she was looking at someone, and she said calmly, "Let me think about it, he You have clearly never been here, but you can imitate his voice," she chuckled, "So, have you been following us since the beginning?"

A red shadow appeared in a certain corner, quietly looking in the direction of Qi Nuo.

"Is that you? The coffin that was carried in front of the first procession is yours."

Kinuo said for sure.

"You clearly could have done something to me from the very beginning, why do you only show up to scare me now, what exactly are you trying to do?"

The red figure suddenly disappeared in place, and the next second, it appeared behind Qinuo.

"Woooo..."

Hearing the movement, Qin Nuo suddenly turned his head, and the half-white and half-rotten face of the groom appeared in front of her again, and he was very close, and a cold air rushed towards his face, fortunately, he had seen it once before, Qin Nuo With some mental preparation.

Hearing the indistinct voice of the groom whining about to speak, Qi Nuo took a dagger from the space without thinking, and said directly, "Shall I remove this thread for you?"

The groom shook his head, his all-white eyes looked sad for a long time.

Qinuo thought for a while, and found a piece of paper and a pen that hadn't been used for a long time—the ink in it was dry, and she couldn't write at all. Fortunately, she found it in her bag. A very new pen.

"Can you touch these things?"

The groom nodded, holding her pen firmly in his hand through the sleeve of the wedding dress.

The handwriting he wrote is beautiful, the strokes are powerful, but the shape of the characters is a bit soft. Not only is this specially practiced, but the person who taught him calligraphy seems to be a woman.

He wrote: Please help me give her the embroidered shoes.

"The bride sitting in the sedan chair?"

The groom nodded.

Qin Nuo was a little puzzled, "You should have been buried together after death, why did you entrust me to give this shoe to her?"

The bridegroom wrote again: Someone took her away, I can't get close to her body, and I can't even meet the few remaining souls.

Looking at the words he wrote, Qi Nuo suddenly said, "You love her very much, right? If that's the case, why do you want her to be mad at you?"

Hearing this, he began to shake his head frantically, and became more emotional. He didn't hold the pen in his hand, and fell to the ground, smashing the pen tip.

"Ah! My pen!"

That Xinkang disappeared immediately.

Qi Nuo bent down to pick up the pen on the ground, looked at the bent nib, and sighed with regret, "Oh, such a good pen has not been used much yet!"

At this moment, a gust of wind blew by, and suddenly a pinch of flame appeared in the oil lamp that had not been used for a long time, illuminating the room.

As soon as Qinuo turned his head, he saw an old man with white hair wearing a long gown covered with pudding, sitting in front of the table and flipping through the books on the table. His hand clearly passed through the book, but He didn't seem to notice it, and stared at the cover of the book solemnly while turning the pages out of thin air.

(End of this chapter)