After learning that the dungeon boss was not on the fifth floor at the moment, Li Yang rushed upstairs immediately.
She sneaked into the manor owner's room. A few days ago, she went straight to the dark room without paying attention. Only today did she find out that this room was also locked.
"Unlocking Talisman, now is the time!"
As the talisman paper was stuck to the door with a 'snap', the door opened with a 'click'.
Here she comes again.
[This damn unlocking talisman actually opened it for her?!]
What is this?!
[No, what is a lock-opening talisman? It doesn't look like a regular talisman paper, does it?]
[Have you registered with the Ghost Hunter Bureau, Red Hair?]
[Luckily, I've been watching the livestream since day one, so I'm used to it.]
[I'm used to the +1. Now I feel like a general who has seen a lot of things looking at a rookie.]
[+1, you came too late and missed the terrifying red-haired one-life speedrun teahouse old lady.]
[Does the one-life speedrun refer to the old lady's life? ]
Li Yang took small steps into the room and recognized the table and drawers in the darkroom photo at a glance.
She opened it and found a box of false nails placed in the most conspicuous position. The nail tips inside looked like they had all been carefully polished and made into a pointed shape.
"Steal a piece? That's a bit disgusting. How about taking them all?"
Li Yang was stuck on this question, and then she chose to open the drawer next to her to look for other containers.
Fortunately, she soon found a small glass bottle filled with space sand. Sand of different colors drew a cute cartoon pattern on the bottle wall.
"Oh, it's pretty good. Little Weird is quite childlike."
After saying that, Li Yang poured out all the space sand without hesitation, and then picked up a few pieces of nails and put them into the bottle.
In order to appear professional, she even cleaned up the fine sand that had fallen on the ground, then tiptoed out of the room quickly.
"It's your turn to perform, the door-locking talisman!"
A piece of paper was stuck on the door, and with a click, the door was locked.
Li Yang hurriedly stepped on the remaining ashes of the low-quality talisman paper and mixed them into the carpet. Then he ran downstairs, returned to his room, closed the door, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She took out the small glass bottle from her pocket, flicked it lightly, and raised her chin proudly. "Hehe~ Little prop, I finally got it, right?"
Don't mention it, I've been a master for many times, so it's a bit exciting to be a thief for the first time.
[...What the hell is going on?]
[Unlocking talisman, locking talisman, hahahahahahaha (crazy) (crawling in the dark)]
[Who on earth came up with such a heaven-defying talisman? What's the point of learning this thing?!]
[Who says it's useless? Isn't it quite useful with a high appearance rate? ]
[Can it be used to deal with monsters? Anything that can't kill monsters is trash.]
[Emmm, actually, I'm curious about a question. If you use a talisman paper to open the door when a knocking ghost is knocking, is it considered a foul by the person who cast the spell, or is it the foul by the talisman paper?]
[Good question, please don't ask it again next time.]
*
Just as Xiaobai said, in the evening, there were four fewer players gathered in the living room. They were Mr. Xu's two followers and two players who did not team up with others.
No one wanted to look for them, because everyone knew that the four people had either successfully escaped from the copy or were already dead, and looking for them was a waste of time.
What the remaining players should really worry about now is whether all the clearance quotas have been used up. If the correct clearance items are found and used successfully, then those who remain in the dungeon will become prey that can be killed at will in an hour.
This is the case for all copies. One hour after the copy ends, the rules and restrictions are mysteriously lifted.
"Don't stay here, go wherever you need to go. If the copy is really over, gathering together will only make the weirdos wipe us out." The purple-haired gangster waved his hand impatiently and went upstairs with his two companions.
Obviously, the others would not gather in the living room, and each of them would go upstairs separately. It was hard to say whether they went upstairs to return to their rooms or to the fifth floor to verify the props.
Li Yang returned to the room and saw Mo Qing sitting carefree on a chair as soon as he entered.
"Why are you here?" She frowned. "Walking into someone else's room without saying hello, do you have any manners?"
The person involved showed no guilt at all and came forward with a playful smile, "I didn't mean it. I didn't want others to find out about our relationship."
His words were already ambiguous, and coupled with his suggestive wink, it seemed even more off.
"?"
Li Yang pushed him away, bypassed this roadblock and sat on the bed. "I know I'm beautiful, kind, and talented, but there's really no need to imagine that I have anything to do with you."
Mo Qing's throat choked, "Hakiruo, it turns out you are quite shameless."
"Thanks."
"I'm not complimenting you."
"As long as it sounds like a compliment to me, that's all."
"Why don't you learn Chinese again?"
"I don't want to be with you, and I don't want to accept you as a disciple."
"…"
Mo Qing never thought that there would be a day when he would complain about others' shamelessness. It was very strange that at this moment he felt empathy with those who watched him go crazy.
He couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't expect that others would think I deserve a beating."
Li Yang propped up his head and watched him reflect on life. At the end, he sneered, "So what? You talk as if you will change."
"That's true."
"Just tell me what you want from me. There's no need to beat around the bush with our relationship." Li Yang said, imitating his tone.
[She really makes me cry. She actually agreed to chat with such an ugly man.]
[Our wife Ruoruo is still too kind. ]
[Kindness? Teahouse Lady: Feed me peanuts! Feed me peanuts!]
If it were me, I'd be a real philanthropist if I didn't call the police. I feel like my eyes have been severely damaged.
[Stop talking about it. Even though I'm a man and not very good looking, I want to go in and beat up this guy when I see this scene.]
[She's a ghost hunter, but she's so good-tempered. Even if she can't leave the dungeon, I'll still pay attention to her. Just treat it as paper money.]
[Upstairs you...]
Mo Qing raised an eyebrow. With the intention of deliberately disgusting Li Yang, he stepped forward and took out his bubbling voice that was about to smoke: "Oh? What is our relationship? Tell me about it."
Li Yang touched his chin with his other hand and looked at him meaningfully, "A challenge to hold back your laughter? Interesting."
"Um?"
"The relationship between you and me..." She raised her hand, and her slender fingers gently stroked Mo Qing's face, "If you don't get down to business, you and I will be the relationship between murderer and victim~"
"…"
After a long silence, Mo Qing straightened up, put away his nonchalant look, and shook his head helplessly: "How unlovable, always threatening me with violence, humph."
"Thank you for your cooperation." Li Yang smiled.
Hearing this, Mo Qing showed a puzzled look: "What cooperation?"
"Thank you for your resilience."
"Don't think I can't hear you calling me a cuckold."
"? Divine gold."
After joking around for a while, Mo Qing finally had enough and turned the topic to business.
"I found that the man who bought a lot of food found the props."
Li Yang was not very surprised by this. Friends who often kill people know that there must be a motive for killing. Even if it is just "dislike him", it can be considered a motive. It is impossible to kill a stranger for no reason.
The male student and the female receptionist were obviously chatting happily in the small town and seemed to be getting along harmoniously. There were no conflicts after they arrived at the manor.
Combining the last memory of the female receptionist before her death, Li Yang felt that the reason the male student killed was more to remove obstacles.
What obstacle could there be in this dungeon? Of course, it was the obstacle of getting the clearance item, because he was afraid someone would get there first.
With so many fake nails like the one Li Yang got, even if all 25 players were still alive, they could each get a few pieces, but the only one who could clear the level was the one who handed it to the boss first.
"So?" Li Yang didn't quite understand why Mo Qing took so long to tell her this.
"So we can take the props and clear the level ourselves. I've observed that he always keeps them in the right pocket of his down jacket. Let's do it now before he runs away."
"Isn't this... a very dirty method?"
Mo Qing stared at her face meaningfully, his eyebrows raised, "Then why are you smiling?"