The days when I caught the murderer in the script kill game

When waking up, the first thing Yu Qianxi saw was a dilapidated ceiling.

He wanted to make a sound, but his throat was so thirsty, itchy and sore.

Yu Qianxi wanted to sit up and see where he was, but he struggled to prop himself up, but he lay down again after less than a second, accidentally touching the cup on the bench beside the bed with his wrist.

The crisp sound of glass shattering swirled in the air, and Yu Qianxi slowly turned his head to look at this place.

This is a small wooden house. The basis for judging that it is a wooden house is that the walls are all wooden boards, and the decoration is very dilapidated. In some places, there are sawdust, which seems to be corroded by insects. An orange lamp is crumbling on the top.

Thinking it was an illusion, the closed wooden door creaked open.

Yu Qianxi turned his head weakly and looked over, and found that it was Yi Cheng.

He raised his chapped lips in surprise, wanting to call out Yi Cheng, this time Yi Cheng was the same as he had seen in the first world.

Yi Cheng was dressed in black, with a cross-collared top and black trousers on his lower body. His hair was very long and tied high behind his head, with two strands of long hair on his forehead.

However, this time Yu Qianxi could see clearly that there seemed to be three purple horizontal lines on the chest of Yi Cheng's shirt.

"Qianqian, are you awake?" After Yi Cheng came in, he hurriedly walked to the bedside to check on Yu Qianxi who had just woken up.

He vaguely heard the sound of glass breaking outside just now, and thought it was an auditory hallucination.

"Yi Cheng..." Yu Qianxi took a lot of effort to call out Yi Cheng's name hoarsely, and he was surprised when the sound came out.

what happened to him?After the last script ended, Yu Qianxi remembered that he ran to a place of nothingness. He thought that if he stayed in the world where the script killed, he could see Yi Cheng all the time. His plan came true?

Hearing Yu Qianxi's hoarse voice, Yi Cheng felt distressed. He reached out and stroked Yu Qianxi's hair, and said softly, "Don't talk, I'll pour you some water."

After speaking, he got up and left the cabin, and after a while, he came in with a glass of water.

Yi Cheng put the water on the stool beside the bed, stretched out his hand to help Yu Qianxi up from the bed, and put the pillow on Yu Qianxi's back. Qianxi.

After drinking the water, Yu Qianxi felt that his throat finally felt better, so he raised his eyes and glanced at Yi Cheng quietly.

He felt that Yi Cheng's mood was not right.

"Yi Cheng, what's wrong with me?" Yu Qianxi noticed that Yi Cheng seemed to be in a bad mood, and asked hesitantly and timidly.

After he finished speaking, Yi Cheng sighed and took a deep look at Yu Qianxi.

"Do you know that you've been in a coma here for three days?" Yi Cheng frowned, his tone was a little harsh, but his eyes were full of worry.

Yu Qianxi lowered his head, he felt a little sad, Yi Cheng's fierce tone was something he had never seen before.

"I..." He bowed his head not knowing what to say.

"Qianqian, tell me, after the script is over, why did you go so far away from the core area?" Yi Cheng took the empty glass in his hand, put it on the stool next to him, and asked him worriedly.

Yu Qianxi raised his head slowly, looked at Yi Cheng, and said in a soft voice, "I don't want, I don't want to leave you."

He spoke in a very low voice, and Yi Cheng listened with strained ears. He wanted to educate him a little bit more, but seeing him like this, Yi Cheng's heart softened, and he couldn't say anything cruel.

Yi Cheng stretched out his hand to grab Yu Qianxi's hand. He had already discovered that Yu Qianxi's hand was smaller than his.

"Qianqian, I understand, but you can't make fun of your own life." Yi Cheng looked at Yu Qianxi seriously and said.

Yu Qianxi raised his head and looked at Yi Cheng. At this time, Yi Cheng had completely lost his wanton and sloppy look, and his face was full of worries and worries.

"You are very smart, staying away from the core area will indeed affect your return to the real world, but Qianqian you don't know that after the script ends, normal players will slowly collapse and die if they continue to stay in the script killing world." Yi Cheng Qinglie's voice was tinged with rejoicing.

He was glad that he found something wrong and finally found Yu Qianxi, otherwise, Yu Qianxi would be a corpse now.

There was silence in the cabin.

After a long time, Yu Qianxi cleared his throat and asked, "Yi Cheng, what is this place?"

Yi Cheng glanced at Yu Qianxi, looked at the cabin again, and said, "This is the transition zone, the transition zone between the real world and the script world. I usually live here."

Yu Qianxi nodded, and then asked, "Will I still die here?"

He thought of what Yi Cheng said just now that normal players would die if they stayed inside after the script was over.

"Of course not here, but the food here is different from the real world. If you stay for a long time, your body will not be able to bear it, so you should go back as soon as possible." Yi Cheng brushed his long hair on his forehead, and sighed heavily after finishing speaking .

It's just that if you want to go back, you have to follow the next script, and you can't go back until the murderer is found and the script is over.

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the cabin opened again with a "squeak".

The two looked, and a woman who looked about 40 years old came in with something in her hand.

Seeing this, Yi Cheng got up and went to meet him.

"Aunt Rong, why are you here?" Yi Cheng placed the things in the woman's hand on the small table next to him.

The woman called Aunt Rong was very kind. She looked at Yi Cheng with a smile, patted Yi Cheng's shoulder with her plump hands and said, "I heard from the old man that you picked someone up in the script and he was in a bad condition. Not the tonic I brought from the human world, bring it to him."

As she said that, Aunt Rong glanced at Yu Qianxi on the bed from time to time, with a gentle look and smile in her eyes.

Yi Cheng also saw the curiosity in Aunt Rong's eyes. He dragged Aunt Rong to the bedside and introduced it to Yu Qianxi.

"Qianqian, this is Aunt Rong, and she is also a drama spirit." Yi Cheng introduced briskly. He has a very good relationship with Aunt Rong, and has been cultivated by Aunt Rong almost since the time when his spiritual knowledge gathered to become a drama spirit. .

Yu Qianxi leaned on the bed and nodded to Aunt Rong: "Hi Aunt Rong, have I met you?"

"Hey, okay, little Qianqian, you have a pretty good memory." Aunt Rong replied with a smile, and continued to remind: "In the second world, the dorm aunt who suddenly appeared in the girls' dormitory after the deceased appeared, do you remember?"

After she finished speaking, she looked at Yu Qianxi with a smile on her face. Aunt Rong, such a good-looking and smart boy, also looked kindly at her.

"So it's you!" Yu Qianxi suddenly realized, he didn't expect that the NPC who appeared suddenly was the one in front of him.

Seeing Yu Qianxi's bright eyes, Aunt Rong smiled and said, "That's right, it's me, okay, okay, I won't disturb your rest, Yi Cheng, take care of Xiao Qianqian and eat the tonic."

After speaking, she walked out of the cabin with a smile and closed the door behind her.

The tonic brought by Aunt Rong turned out to be bird's nest. Yi Cheng laughed in surprise, and walked to the bed with the bowl helplessly: "Qianqian, come, eat some bird's nest. This is Aunt Rong's favorite human food. She always eats bird's nest." It is said that eating this can beautify the skin and strengthen the body.”

"I, I'll do it myself." Yu Qianxi wanted to finish the bowl in Yi Cheng's hand.

"It's okay, I'll feed you." Yi Cheng said with a smile, handing the spoon to Yu Qianxi's mouth with anticipation in his eyes.

Yu Qianxi drank the first mouthful of Yi Cheng's bird's nest with some awkwardness.

Then, with the second sip and the third sip, I drank the whole bowl with great enjoyment.

"Yi Cheng, you guys, is this an organization?" Yu Qianxi asked tentatively after finishing his drink.

Yi Cheng put the empty bowl back, smiled and returned to the bedside to answer Yu Qianxi's question: "Well, but with me, there are only three people in total, me, Aunt Rong, and the old man, by the way, the old man is The man you couldn't see the face you saw in the third world."

"Also, the voices on the radio in the script are all from the old man." At the end, Yi Cheng added.

In an instant, Yu Qianxi suddenly remembered the dream he had on the high-speed rail before he was pulled in for the third time. In the dream, it was the voice of Yu Qianxi and a man. At that time, he felt familiar, but now he remembered it. The sound of the radio.

Yu Qianxi nodded, indicating that he understood.

"Then, is the old man your organizer?" Yu Qianxi said the word "old man" directly, feeling a little disrespectful.

Yi Cheng saw Yu Qianxi's embarrassment, and said with a smirk, "The old man actually has a name, Xiyuan, and he's not old, he should be around 50 years old in terms of human age."

"But the old man said he is not a drama spirit, but neither I nor Aunt Rong know his real identity." Yi Cheng continued.

"Well, I understand." Yu Qianxi lowered his eyes to think about Yi Cheng's words, then raised his head and asked, "Then, Yi Cheng, how old are you?"

When asked about his age suddenly, the smile on Yi Cheng's face suddenly froze. He laughed twice and stroked the bangs on his forehead with his hand.

"Hahahaha, Qianqian, why are you asking this? Don't you know that age is the most important secret of a man?" Yi Cheng stood up beside the bed, stretched his body and said with a smile.

Seeing that Yi Cheng was a little unnatural, Yu Qianxi became even more curious.

"I, I'll just ask." Yu Qianxi snorted and continued, "It's okay if you don't say anything."

Yi Cheng leaned against the wall in a posture that he thought was very chic, seeing Yu Qianxi feeling a little lost, he suddenly couldn't bear it.

"Well, I'm actually, I'm only three years old." Yi Cheng whispered more and more, a little embarrassed.

After he finished speaking, Yu Qianxi was taken aback for a moment, then the corners of his mouth began to rise slowly, and then he leaned on the bed and covered his mouth and laughed.

"Hahaha, Yi Cheng, you're only three years old? Hahahahaha..." Yu Qianxi had never laughed so presumptuously.

Seeing this, Yi Cheng walked to the bedside very dissatisfied, and began to explain: "I'm talking about the age of drama spirits! Aunt Rong is only four years old, and one year is equivalent to ten years of human beings."

After Yu Qianxi finished listening, he slowly stopped laughing. Although he guessed that it must not be that simple when he was three years old, he still couldn't help it.

After calming down, he suddenly realized that Yi Cheng was actually older than him.

One year is equivalent to ten years of human beings, so isn't Yi Cheng already 30 years old? !

He looked at Yi Cheng in disbelief, and swallowed. It turned out that he was a 30-year-old man, and he didn't behave like that at all.

"Are you surprised by me, Qianqian, I remember that you seem to be younger than me, you must be 22 years old when you go to college." Yi Cheng asked with a malicious intention.

Yu Qianxi nodded, and changed back to a weak look.

"Yi Cheng, can I still go back to the real world?" Yu Qianxi only remembered to ask this more serious question.

Yu Qianxi deliberately turned away from that embarrassing topic, and Yi Cheng stopped asking, and replied: "Yes, but I just want to enter the next script world, and go back after the end of that batch."

"Then when will the next batch start?" Yu Qianxi asked, it can't be a few months and half a year.

Yi Cheng closed his eyes and meditated for a moment, then opened his eyes and said, "After four script hours, about two hours later."

--------------------

The author has something to say:

Ask for collection~