The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

The map of Xingguang Manor is a bit special. It does not take the road as the line, but the tour sequence as the line, and segments of dotted lines are handed over in different scenic spots.

Since they all thought of the same point, let's draw together. On the sandpit where the children were playing, Saman flattened the sand with a wooden board, then broke a reed stem, drew a rough frame, and wrote 'map' silently on the sand.

Ren Yifei started on the other side.

Saman is a data controller, and the maps he draws are as accurate as those printed by a printer.

Ren Yifei glanced at it, and the effect of his writing was as good as it was accurate.

One of the two is responsible for the topographic map on the left, and the other is responsible for the topographic map on the right. It is like a competition. It is enough to draw a schematic diagram.

Two long reed poles swim in the sand, and only at the end, the reed poles with straight long lines meet in the middle, they look up: the whole map has been drawn, and it is basically the same as the original map at the gate. .

"You must have a good memory." Samant smiled.

"Alright, let's be the top three in the school." Ren Yifei also smiled.

Two lines cross.

It can be clearly seen on this map that there are three main tourist routes, of which there are three crossings.

"This is a peach blossom forest, as well as farms and fairy tale castles."

It doesn't sound like it has anything to do with 'life and death'.

Ren Yifei stood up and blocked his eyes with his hands to look into the distance. Whether it was a peach blossom forest, a farm, or a fairy tale castle, there were people.

I don't think about what to eat at the moment, but look for things everywhere, it must be a player.

What they can think of, others can too.

He looked back at the sand pit, the thin lines drawn with the reed rods were whitened by the sunlight, and there were only these three points at the junction of the tourist routes. If we wanted to add more... Ren Yifei's eyes were fixed on the end point of the three routes - above the grass skating field. .

Three different play lines meet here, different lines, the same point, isn't it also the point of intersection?

With the reed pole in his hand a little bit of the fairy tale town above the 'grass-skating field', Saman understood without opening his mouth: "Search again."

"Where to search?" I have searched everything that should be searched, but I can't dig three feet in the ground, I don't have the time.

"The windmill tower, it is the highest point in the entire manor."

Ren Yifei looked at the windmill tower whose gate had been destroyed a long time ago. The NPC riots had not let it go before. The gate of the windmill tower was broken, the space inside was very small, and everything was unobstructed.

"There is a pile of debris inside, it seems to be some puppets."

Take out the large and small fairy-tale-style puppets one by one. Although they are all dilapidated now, you can still see the exquisiteness of the year.

"What's this? Are these seven elves arranged in ascending order?" Ren Yifei pointed to the eight puppets tied together, which were seven elves with hats and a beautiful girl.

Saman turned his head and glanced, and a doubt flashed: Even someone like him who doesn't read girly fairy tales knows, doesn't this person know?

Theoretically, people who enter the Badlands are all from the same cultural background.

"Snow White, those seven are dwarfs."

"Oh, it turned out to be it." Ren Yifei fiddled with the seven dwarfs, naturally filling in the little loopholes, "A fairy tale that little girls love to hear."

He arranged the seven dwarfs in a row from high to low, and finally put a Snow White, and then picked up a wooden statue of a mermaid, and the underside of the mermaid had grown moss.

Wrong, green and brown seaweed.

He searched among the remaining wooden sculptures and found an octopus teaming up with a mermaid.

Saman was embarrassed to tell him that Mr. Octopus was another famous cartoon character, and he should have teamed up with the yellow sponge, and had nothing to do with the mermaid.

After that, they found other puppets with fairy tale backgrounds, some cute, some delicate, but now they are all broken.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to clean up the windmill tower, Saman secretly observed Ren Yifei.

Although Ren Yifei quickly concealed this little bit of unnaturalness and didn't say anything after that, the strange and novel look on the puppet's face at first glance would not deceive anyone.

That was the real expression of 'A Fei'.

His childhood, fairy tale isolation?

"There is a large carving here, but it only has a head and half a body." Saman took out the last puppet. It was very delicate, a goddess with sharp eyes and indomitable eyes, with long curly hair like waves.

"It's a pity that there is only one head and half of the body. It seems that it was violently broken by something." Ren Yifei also felt a pity, such a beautiful statue, that's all that's left.

Her head is larger than ordinary people. If it is a complete statue, it must be three or five meters long, and it must be very beautiful.

"Which fairy tale is this?" Ren Yifei was a little curious.

Saman took a closer look. Judging from the decoration of the clothes, it seemed to be a retro Greek dress with arms stretched out, not knowing what to do: "Probably which goddess in Greek mythology."

He also did little research on such myths and stories, and could not say why.

The grass is full of these broken and dilapidated wood carvings, large and small, showing people the beauty of the fairy tale world.

"The puppets were damp, and some seaweed appeared on the bottom."

Seaweed grows throughout the estate.

"I also looked inside. The walls and ceiling are white, and there are no murals or other hints." Saman came out of the windmill tower.

"What is the result of the divination you got? The two lines cross, the boundary between life and death?" Ren Yifei read this information, he glanced at the puppet once again, and then shook his head at Saman, saying that he found nothing more.

"Let's go."

It was getting dark and it was already dusk. They searched here and found nothing more. Both of them were disappointed and prepared to go back and think about it.

They walked down the slope, and Ren Yifei finally looked back at the fairy puppets on the grass.

The light of dusk fell on the puppets, giving them a layer of warm light, and the delicate puppets seemed to come to life.

"What's wrong?" Saman took a few steps and found that Ren Yifei hadn't followed, and turned to ask him.

Ren Yifei stretched out his hand: "Look at it, does it look like the owner of the manor?"

The puppet seemed to be looking here, his eyes reflecting light.

"Do you remember the first day we came here? Did the owner of the manor also wear a white dress when it rained heavily that day?"

It was raining heavily that day, and the rain washed away the sight. These refugees couldn't wait to go in, and they didn't pay attention to the specific appearance of the administrator.

She only remembered that she was wearing a long dress that was out of tune with the environment, and had long wavy hair.

Ren Yifei didn't think of her at first, but when he turned back, the angle of the statue magically pulled back the memory of that day, and he realized that the two were actually similar.

"I'll take a look." Ren Yifei ran towards the turf, and Saman returned without hesitation.

Probably just an intuition, telling them not to let this clue go.

The other puppets on the grass were pushed away, and only the wooden sculptures on the head and shoulders were straightened, and the dust was carefully wiped off.

"This is a pure hand-carved piece with natural waterproof paint on the surface." Ren Yifei carefully observed the coating of the half of the wood carving. The wood carving was painted with white paint. Because it was a little old, it was yellow and had fine cracks.

Looking at the paint marks on the fractured surface, the paint is evenly applied, and there are three layers of different materials inside and outside.

Looking at the shape of the wood carving, it is obviously not a modern industrial style, and the maker's intentions can be seen in many places. The head especially, both in the hair texture and the crown, is very delicate.

Also, the gold on the crown is not gold lacquer, but gold plated, which is very obvious after wiping off the dust.

"If we had known that we would have washed them once, we could see it at once." Wipe off the dust on the wooden sculpture, it is like a pearl that has been wiped away from the dust, shining brightly.

Ren Yifei looked at it for a while and said with admiration: "This thing is a little old, and the original owner seems to maintain it often, so it is still well preserved."

"Teak wood is used for wood carving. Teak wood is precious and expensive, because the material is dense, water-resistant and fire-resistant, and not easily deformed. It is often used to make high-end furniture, decoration, shipbuilding, decking..."

Saman tilted the angle of the wood carving: "From the perspective of the hair and the neck, when the wood carving is complete, her correct posture should be like this."

A goddess with her head raised and her body tilted.

Ren Yifei approached the wood carving and observed the color change of the white paint. No matter how high-grade paint is, there will still be a difference in the degree of aging between more and less exposure. Paint color, surface fine lines, are the basis for judgment.

He confirmed Saman's statement: "From the degree of paint aging, the parts with more light are the top of the head and the front of the face, and the paint under the hair has less aging. It is indeed this posture. Is it a bit like a flying sky?"

"It's a Western-style sculpture."

Ren Yifei looked left and right at the wood carving, but remembered something. However, that kind of carving usually appears on antique Western ships, and modern ships are basically invisible to 'it'.

The two pondered the wood carving until it was dark, and there were no more clues. They put the woodcarving back and then covered it with other puppets layer by layer.

"I've already taken the photo, and I'll go back and compare it with a real person." Ren Yifei raised the mobile phone in his hand.

"Well." Unlike him, Saman looked a little quiet at this time.

He was a little puzzled about the true character of 'A Fei'. The 'A Fei' at the moment was 'Gu Xingye'. There was no trace of 'Song Bozhi' and 'He Jun' on him, and they had almost nothing in common.

"I don't have time to make food at this time. Fortunately, there are still two packs of instant noodles." Ren Yifei took out the instant noodles to dry and chewed, and then brought a sausage to the cat.

The black cat glanced at the sausage and despised the food. But there was no way, only it, barely endured.

There is no light in the wooden house below, and when you look up, you can see a cluster of stars, which are very low and close, and you can touch them as soon as you reach out - of course, this is an illusion.

The night was so dark and all sounds were silent. There were many people living in the manor, but it was empty at the moment.

Ren Yifei and the two both slowed down.

"Today's night is very beautiful." Ren Yifei thought of the night in the Desolate Corner, which was also beautiful.

The night in the Wilderness is dazzling, a bit like abalone shells, colorful black. Wucai is the space fish swimming in it. It is said that each fish is a copy. I don’t know which fish they are in now.

Are the people in the Badlands now looking at the fish, looking at them?

Saman looked up at the sky, only to realize that the night sky of this copy was so beautiful. The purpose of the player entering the dungeon is too strong, and the time is very short, and few people can stop to appreciate the night sky in a horror game.

Looking sideways at Ren Yifei, he also looked at the sparkling eyes on his face.

Suddenly, Saman remembered that when he saw 'Song Bozhi' for the first time, and when he was looking at 'He Jun' in the garden that day, he also saw such bright eyes.

The player's eyes are numb, and the day-to-day torture grinds life into survival. NPC's eyes are dim, they are programmed, but have no ego.

Only the owner of these eyes, he is serious about "living", wearing shackles, standing in the circle, still desperately trying to "live" wonderfully.

No, it's not the eyes that are wonderful, it's the soul that sees through the eyes.

The numb soul instinctively looks for this amazingness, like the desert looking forward to an oasis, but he deceives himself and says he is looking for a 'future partner with superb acting skills'.

Fortunately, it's not too late.

The people of the Desolation Corner are those who have been exiled from the world and have nothing, so once they have what they want, they must hold them tightly.

Saman has never understood his heart like this. He wants to grasp this dazzling light, even if it burns his soul, he must grasp it tightly.

"What are you laughing at?" Ren Yifei looked strangely at Saman who was laughing inwardly.

"No, it's just... the starry sky is beautiful tonight." Saman, who looked up at the sky, turned to look at him, "Thank you."

Ren Yifei: ?

The author has something to say: Saman: The night is beautiful today.