The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

Ren Yifei walked past monks chanting sutras, past men and women burning paper, and walked to the coffin.

The middle-aged man in front of the coffin raised his face, with an honest face, sincere grief, and his voice was hoarse from crying: "It's Fei, are you here to put incense on your mother-in-law?"

Ren Yifei looked down at him: "Yes."

Saying that, he put his hands on the coffin lid and pushed it with all his strength. The coffin lid slid down with a 'bang', hitting the candles and oil lamps on the side, and a mass of flames burst out. Many flies flew out of the flames, and the corpse stench spread.

The whole place was silent.

Like midnight coming early.

Ren Yifei grabbed the collar of the middle-aged man on the ground with one hand, gritted his teeth, and dragged him into the coffin. When the middle-aged man saw the corpse full of maggots in the coffin, he cried out loudly, kicking his legs desperately.

"Seven days of guarding the spirit, monks chanting sutras, gold and silver houses, large sedan chairs, high horses, beautiful scenery."

Everyone was shocked, and they rushed up and hugged Fei's feet: "What are you doing, Fei? It's disrespectful!"

Ah Fei seemed to be nailed there, and a stiff green pines were stuck on the edge of the cliff, and a few people could not pull them away.

"But is this for the dead? It's for the living!" Ren Yifei pressed him tightly, his arm muscles bulging, "Uncle, look carefully, this is your mother who asked you to strangle yourself. Killing for life, let alone mother-killing?"

The mourning hall was about to riot, when Ren Yifei said these words, it was silent again.

The people holding Ren Yifei let go, and their eyes turned to the middle-aged man with disbelief in their eyes.

The middle-aged man was ashamed, and he didn't dare to look at people. The middle-aged woman covered her face with her hands and collapsed to the ground.

No need to say anything about it.

An elderly man trembled, and he picked up his cane and beat him down: "Beast!"

"Oh oh oh-"

A beam of sky light suddenly came in, dispelling the darkness that was pressing on everyone's heads.

The light came in strangely flat, and fell on the coffin whose lid had fallen off, as well as on the people whose bodies were frozen in an instant.

The players in the crowd stared blankly at the mutant world.

With the loud crowing of the rooster, it was dawn.

Numerous images overlapped in front of her eyes, and Grandma Chunzhi opened her eyes wide, and similar memories surged up.

"This is not the first time." This is not the first time she has participated in the copy.

Similar wake-up callers, similar players, and similar development. Her life is like a play written by someone else, performed repeatedly, each time with real feelings, and each time with a lonely ending.

Except this time.

Ah Fei's shadow on the coffin stood tall and straight, like a pines and cypresses.

"It turns out that he is no longer a teenager, but a man who stands up to the sky." Grandma Chunzhi no longer struggled with whether it was true or false, she only thought that this was the junior she had grown up with.

Doesn't he know the game is over? Didn't he know that he had already cleared the customs when he called out her name?

Grandma Chunzhi suddenly remembered how much she liked this bright-eyed junior back then?

When you see light, you see hope.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Grandma Chunzhi's laughter exploded in the quiet mourning hall. The voice was dry and hoarse, like rusted iron sawing.

She laughed and cried, her resentment turned into red tears.

So many years, so many years!

For a long time, she suspected that she was hypocritical, deserved it, and deserved it.

But she is not reconciled!

She has worked hard all her life, carrying a family by herself, but in the end, she deserves to die because a man ripped off a piece of clothing and stole a small piece of clothing?

She wants justice! There is justice in life, and justice in death!

Grandma Chunzhi ran to the door of the mourning hall.

The sun rushed out from the layers of black clouds, shattered, and disintegrated into a thousand rays of light, and the world was bathed in the light of the sky.

She was walking in the dark, not knowing where she was, whether she was alive or dead. But this road has finally come to an end.

The things that were pressing her in the dark disappeared under the sky, and the mother-in-law Chunzhi looked up at the blue sky, her brows and eyes stretched.

"Its daybreak."

"You're not an NPC?!" Xiaomei's mouth was so wide that she could swallow an apple, "My mother..."

She remembered when she was starving, people were holding bean porridge and feasting.

She thought of her bloodshot eyes again, watching people sleeping on their cots, and the way the NPCs covered the quilt.

Xiaomei seemed to nibble on a lemon, and the juice of the lemon dripped from the corner of her eye.

The cleaning was taken aback for a while, still not understanding how all this happened.

Why did this man lift the lid of the coffin? Why is the boss so excited? Why is the game over?

why why why?

what is this?

The old player's "fueling" is still calm, he has already figured out what is going on.

After discovering that the 'monk' is a ghost, then inferring it is as simple as doing elementary school math problems. If it weren't for the confusing option of the ninth person, they should have discovered it immediately.

He was limited by his thinking. He didn't expect that the boss of the novice game was so difficult to deal with, and he actually learned to play this trick.

Compared to the fact that the boss is a monk, 'Add Oil' is even more shocking and the ninth person is not a ghost.

How could he pretend to be so perfect? Hide yourself in the NPC, and even the 'ghost' who is really familiar with this copy has been deceived.

This...isn't it really open?

As soon as the sun shines, the NPCs turn into white wax figures, and they stand there as all beings.

Ren Yifei let go of his hand and shook it.

"What's your name?" Grandma Chunzhi asked him.

"hooligan."

"real name."

"My name is Ah Fei." Ren Yifei, Ah Fei, there is nothing wrong.

"Son, what's the matter with you?"

Chunzhi's mother-in-law showed a kind face of the old man, her eyes were kind, as if she was looking at her grandson: "I have never seen a player like you before. Compared with you, other players are not a pity to die."

Other players who don't want to die:  …

"I can't see the light of day, I'm upset, I'm a little reckless, and it makes you laugh." Ren Yifei stood up straight, used his fingers as a comb, and grabbed his hair. When he smiled, he didn't look like Ah Fei at all. , with a dazzling light.

"Stand out your hand." Grandma Chunzhi said.

Ren Yifei didn't know why, but he still stretched out his hand.

Grandma Chunzhi looked around for a week, her gaze swept across familiar and unfamiliar faces, those who loved and hated, when the light illuminated them, they were all waxy.

She smiled relievedly: "That's it."

After that, her figure turned into a ball of light, quickly condensed into a light and fluffy card, and fell into Ren Yifei's hand.

The newcomers don't even know what this is, but they just feel amazing and don't know what it is. The only old player on the scene had his eyes peeled: ghost, ghost card?

"Bangdang!" 'Add Oil' dropped the oil tank in his hand and ran towards Ren Yifei.

Ren Yifei put away the card directly, with a smile on his face, with vigilance in his eyes: "What do you want to do?"

"Add oil" didn't know what he wanted to do. He was so shocked that he rushed over subconsciously.

He stared at Ren Yifei, a pair of eyes and a mouth, nothing special. Why can he cause the boss to blow himself up and send cards to the player?

"Don't get me wrong," Tianyou stopped half a meter in front of Ren Yifei, "I have no ill intentions, I just want to make friends."

"I don't make friends."

"Who is the person in charge of you?"

Ren Yifei smiled: "I don't understand who is in charge, I'm a newcomer."

Xiaomei is still nibbling on sour lemons: Look at me, I'm a newcomer, who do you want to humiliate by calling yourself a newcomer?

Tianyou added: "Let's make friends and play together in the future."

"Don't dare," Ren Yifei gestured with his eyes, "friends are even more powerful."

They followed their line of sight to see where the 'eldest granddaughter-in-law' sat before. Thinking that the eldest grandson player came back alone, everyone understood the meaning of this.

"I'm not the same as him, I'm not the same person. Forget it," Tianyou thought for a while, "Can I look at that card? Take a look at me? You can exchange some information."

Ren Yifei's eyes were even more strange. He sighed: "I'm thinking that I'm not as good as you. I'm an educated person. You know, there are cultural constraints."

"What cultural constraints?" This sounds strange.

"It's just a face."

'Add oil': ...what do you mean?

Ren Yifei didn't mean anything, he was just procrastinating.

He never hesitated to speculate about people with the worst mind. The so-called player group is probably worse than the circle he lived in before.

No matter how chaotic the entertainment industry is, one must obey the rules and regulations, at least on the surface, otherwise how can there be unspoken rules?

Unspoken rules, unspoken rules, aren't they just shady rules?

Players didn't wait too long.

Grandma Chunzhi said it was a quarter of an hour, and it really was a quarter of an hour. When the time came, he felt like he was thrown out of a high-speed train and the world was spinning. It seems to be thrown into the drum washing machine, and the brain will be shaken out.

Are you going back?

Ren Yifei closed his eyes.

In the sky of the Desolate Corner, another space fish turned into a colorful glow, representing that a dungeon boss was taken away and turned into a 'ghost card'.

People who see it by chance are both envious and self-pity: Can I get a ghost card in my lifetime?

Blue, orange, metallic light flows through the white clouds.

The wind brings the smell of moist earth and grass.

Leg-high weeds and unknown flowers overwhelmed his body.

A small red beetle landed on the tip of his nose, startled by the breath, flapping its wings and flying away through the bushes.

Ren Yifei was lying on the ground, with his hands folded on his abdomen, and a red rope on his wrist gleamed.

"..."

Am I being thrown into the wilderness?

Wrapped in white clothes, lying on a wilderness, what kind of plot unfolds?

He was not in a hurry, put his hands behind his head, closed his eyes and took a deep breath. The tip of the nose is the dew on the tip of the grass blade, the breath that melts in the sun, but the sun is lazy on the body, as if it is shining on the drying quilt, it has a fluffy and soft feeling.

There are many voices, but they are not noisy. The subtle and subtle sound is the sound of the wind, the sound of flowers and leaves whispering, and it has been transmitted here from a very far distance that cannot be seen.

Wind brings nature away from human habitation.

He lay in the wild grass, his black hair spread on the floor, like a piece of moonlight thrown into the quiet valley.

A hedgehog appeared beside him at some point, holding an earthworm in his hand, chewing and chewing, chewing out a lot of foam. It washed the thorns on its body with foam, and its small eyes looked at Ren Yifei strangely.

Ren Yifei slowly turned his head to look at it, his eyes were as clear as snow-melting streams.

"Welcome to the beautiful wasteland, the player community. Dear player 95XX27, I am your exclusive guide wizard and I will serve you wholeheartedly."

He sat up, and his slightly long hair fell out, swirls around his collarbone socket, and sank under his white skin.

With this soft voice from nowhere, a white light screen appeared in front of him with a few lines of simple information:

Player ID: 95XX27

Player lives: 3

Gamertag: None (required)

Player Points: 10

Player Honor: Rising Star Potential List 157