After the Little Crybaby Enters the Nightmare Cycle

Hearing this, Lao Yu also poked out his head cautiously, his face stiffened towards the vast sea of ​​fog: "This...it's really **** haunted."

The damp mist filled the room, and the black tea shivered with the cold: "But it was clearly Bai Yingzhi's voice just now...Did she find it? Or could it not be a sneak attack on the npc?"

The nerves of the crowd became tighter because of the rush, and the hand of the black tea on the switch of the chainsaw did not relax for a moment.

Whether the door was closed or just opened... Everyone was a little undecided.

"Could she have come in...?" Song Yue poked her head out from behind the door, her voice trembling.

After she finished speaking, the temperature in the room had dropped a few degrees, and a chilly wind was blowing from all directions.

"No... not so much..."

"But why is it suddenly so cold..."

"Have you heard?"

Chi Nan's ears moved. There was a subtle sound like nails scratching wood from far to near, but the source of the sound was...

"above."

Chi Nan pointed to the source of the sound, everyone stiffened their necks and raised their heads. When Bai Yingzhi was clearly hanging from the ceiling in an extremely distorted posture, Song Yue and Hei Cha screamed at the same time—

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Bai Yingzhi was extremely satisfied with their unreserved fear, tilted her head and grinned condescendingly, and then suddenly fell down towards Chi Nan at a very fast speed.

Chi Nan heard the noise between the electric light and flint and pushed Song Yue beside him to the side. Bai Yingzhi, who fell from a height, slashed down with a kitchen knife. If it weren't for hiding quickly, Chi Nan Song Yue had just been split in half.

Almost at the same instant, with a ‘bang’, the door of the villa closed tightly and locked.

The villa once again forms a confined space.

"Stop shouting, come on!"

Lao Yu Meng took a note of black tea, and then he woke up and hurriedly switched on the chainsaw and rushed towards Bai Yingzhi.

The chainsaw is indeed the most **** and violent weapon. Black tea gritted his teeth and pressed the fast-moving saw chain to Bai Yingzhi's waist. The cut flesh instantly turned into a mist of blood and sprayed out, and the scene was extremely bloody.

But something more terrifying happened. Bai Yingzhi, who was chopped by the chainsaw, not only had no pain on her face, but also showed a hazy smile with blood mist.

"Little anchor, push the saw in again!"

"Fuck me too! But she is too hard to cut!" Heicha gritted her teeth and pushed forward with a chainsaw, but the chainsaw was like an indestructible steel block, and could not move forward half a minute.

Several buddies with knives next to Bai Yingzhi also walked around behind Bai Yingzhi to help, and found that the moment the knives went down, they didn't move.

"Where is this woman mutated? How can she still enjoy being cut!" Black tea was about to cry in the **** fog.

"Probably we destroyed the altar and released the evil spirits into her body."

Hei Cha suddenly woke up: "Lao Yu, you can help me with a chainsaw."

Old Yu's hands are faster than his mouth, and he took the chainsaw and put it on top: "What do you want to do?"

"A ghost's physical attack doesn't work, you have to use metaphysics to suppress it." As he said, he casually took out a bunch of seals prepared before, and sprinkled his brain on Bai Yingzhi.

"Don't leave two after sprinkling! Then, there are two more over there!" Song Yue trembled. Looking back at the black tea, Bai Yingzhi's husband and Aunt Mei also jumped out.

Black Tea: "...Put the talisman seal on your weapon and try it."

But the black tea was sprinkled all over the place, and the chainsaw was also put on the evil spirits. The half-cut Bai Yingzhi, and the later Aunt Mei and the male host were not half afraid, and they became more and more enjoying them. The fear of spreading gradually spread.

"What should I do? They are suddenly not afraid of anything!" Hei Cha held a kitchen knife against Aunt Mei to stop her from approaching, Xu Jing who was beside her couldn't hold on any longer.

"Pay attention to your sobriety!"

Chi Nan took the knife and knocked the host's head, bang, bang, and suddenly an inspiration: "Try it with fire."

"Yes, they were all burned to death, maybe they were afraid of fire!" Old Yu was awakened: "Who else has a hand to help me stop Bai Yingzhi, I want to keep the gasoline in the chainsaw to burn them."

Chi Nan and Song Yue came to support them, and the old Yu swiftly opened the chainsaw oil tank and poured the little oil evenly on the two homeowners and the maid, "Try to bring them together and burn them!"

Everyone did as they were told, and it took less than five minutes to get the three NPCs together, and a couple and the maid were in order.

Everyone was exhausted by tossing at this moment.

Old Yu saw the right time and lit the lighter in his hand: "3, 2, 1... Get out!"

Everyone fled towards the living room. Almost at the same moment, three unkillable NPCs were surrounded by the fire, and finally screamed heartbreakingly.

The flames followed the traces of gasoline, engulfing their skins and limbs little by little, and the crackling of their flesh and bones being charred gradually overwhelmed their cries, echoing in the empty villa hall.

Everyone stopped in the safe area, looking at the three bodies that were distorted and deformed in the fire, and finally lay motionless on the ground, their mood was strangely heavy.

For most people here, this is the first time they have killed ‘people’.

The flames gradually extinguished, and the fight also awake Cheng Xu, who had been in a coma for a long time: "This is..." He looked in a trance, still clinging to An Ran's white sneakers.

Lao Yu walked over and patted him on the shoulder: "Bai Yingzhi and his wife and Aunt Mei were all burned by us."

"Go check the door." Cheng Xu regained some consciousness a little, and said weakly.

Lao Yu walked to the door, pulling and pressing again, and shrugged: "Sure enough, it's locked, and the flies can't fly out."

Xu Jing also went to the kitchen to check it again: "What should I do? The back door is also locked."

"It's over, after the big boss died, the secret room mode was turned on."

"When will I be tall..." Black tea fell on the sofa desperately.

Chi Nan also sat back on the sofa, but felt very relieved because the phone was fully charged.

"Eh? What's that? Something seems to have been burnt out of the fire!" Black Tea leaned close to the fire and looked at it, and found a small iron box buried in the sparkling ashes.

Black tea searched around the room, looking for something at hand to get the tin box out, Lao Yu took out the clothes rail directly from the laundry room: "Use this."

"Good guy."

Heicha smiled and took the clothes rail, pulled away the hot ashes, and lifted the small iron box out of the fire.

"It looks very hot, you have to wait... Fuck, awesome."

Before he finished talking about black tea, Song Yue picked up the teapot on the coffee table and poured a pot of herbal tea against the iron box. The sizzle sounded, and the heat of the iron box instantly turned into water vapor.

Everyone picked up the iron box to check the shaking, and heard the noise inside it almost confirmed that it was the key. They were all a little surprised: "This time it should be the key to the customs clearance!"

But there is a four-digit code on the tin box which is locked tightly.

"If it's four digits, is it whose birthday?"

Old Yu turned over the tin box, his face changed slightly: "It's not a birthday, it's a date of death."

As he said, he pointed to a line engraved on the bottom of the box: "Reminder: You Yu's time of death."

"When was You Yu's death?" Black Tea was confused, "What the hell? Didn't the young master be rescued back then? He didn't die at all..."

Sitting on the sofa, Chi Nan's complexion rarely changed slightly, and his face was calm and silent.

Song Yue said: "If it doesn't conform to reality, is it wrong?"

"It's not that this kind of error will not appear in the copy," Lao Yu shook his head, "Maybe we have some clues that we haven't found, or try the date of the fire first, 0715."

Hei Cha Yiyan turned the code lock, but the iron box was still tightly buckled: "No, it's not 0715."

Song Yue said ‘ah’ and clapped his hands: "July 15 is the lunar calendar. I will check what month and day the solar calendar is that year."

Speaking, she took out her phone and opened the calendar, and after less than a minute she said excitedly: "Try 0818."

Black Tea turned the code lock again, but it still couldn't be opened.

"How come? Isn't this okay?" Song Yue was hit hard.

Black Tea suggested: "How many days are there nearby, try 0714, 0716, 0817, 0819?"

Old Yu shook his head: "Be careful, although there is no prompt, but what if you limit the number of times? Once the lock is locked, we won't be able to get the key anymore."

Black Tea was so frightened that he stopped twisting the hand of the code lock: "Fuck, I dare not try."

"But in reality, You Yu obviously didn't die, how could there be his death time? Is it still necessary to test our predictive ability?" Song Yue complained.

Hei Cha was inspired, and said with horror: "Dreammakers will not be so perverted...Let us kill the young master personally, and then record the time of his death to unlock the lock..."

"This..." Although it sounds abnormal, it is also a little reliable, and everyone fell into silence.

Lao Yu gritted his teeth and raised his eyes to look at everyone: "How about...try it?"

He waited for the complicated looking people to nod.

"No," Chi Nan, who has been silent, shook his head suddenly: "Try 1220 once."

Black Tea was dumbfounded: "Huh?"

Chi Nan draws a key point: "Password, 1220."

Black Tea hesitated for a while, turning the code lock according to what Chi Nan said, but still couldn't open it: "No."

Chi Nan pondered for a moment, and said firmly again: "That's 0020, try again."

Hey Cha Yiyan turned to 0020, and only heard a ‘click’, and the iron box bounced off.

Everyone: "...??!!!"

"Fuck, Chi Nan, you're crazy, how did you guess it?!" Black Tea exclaimed.

Chi Nan’s face seemed to flash with an unnoticeable bitterness, and it disappeared for a moment. He said quietly, “Last time you told me that the clock in You Yu’s room was pointing at 12:20. I guess the clock stopped at him. Dead time. I tried 1220 for the first time. If it's not right, it should be in the early hours of the morning, which is 00:20."

"You are so awesome, you can think of it too!" Hei Cha took out the key and was full of ecstasy.

Lao Yu looked over with a complicated expression, and his tone became colder: "How can you think that it was the time of You Yu's death?"

Hei Cha praised it endlessly: "That's why Chi Nan is super god."

Lao Yu twitched the corners of his lips and said, "But in our subconscious mind, You Yu is not dead at all. Even if we see the clock on the wall stop, it wouldn't be the normal way to associate it, right?"

The air was silent for a moment, and the atmosphere was a bit subtle, only Black Tea was unaware, still marveling at Chi Nan's sharpness.

Chi Nan pursed his lips and said in a low voice, "I guessed too."

For a moment, he picked up the blind stick, "Let's go."