After Mo Xinxin was dismantled, she became angry and slapped Shen Zhiliu, but Shen Zhiliu also let her slap her.

Seeing this, Xiang Ya sighed in his heart that the relationship between the two is really complicated.

She quietly looked for a place to sit down, looked back and forth at the three people, and saw that He Ke rarely spoke violently, but sat quietly on the other side.

But his eyes glanced at Mo Xinxin from time to time.

Xiang Ya once again sighed that it was not just these two people, the relationship between these three people may not be simple.

She interrupted the fight between the siblings: "How much do you know about this dungeon? After Shi Lai asked me to get the points, I suggested that some points be exchanged for dream clues."

"but……"

Speaking of this, Shen Zhiliu tidied up the hem of his clothes that was wrinkled by Mo Xinxin, and continued: "But you also found that although this copy has existed for 2 years, there are astonishingly many fragments of clues."

Talking about the dungeon, he is not at all like the introversion he showed when we first met, nor is he like some 17-8 year old male high school students who are eager to try out strange events.

On the contrary, he was very calm and peaceful, as if he had completely changed himself.

"The clues for the dungeon this time are not cheap. Many people know that I have a discount tool item in my hand, but even so, the existing points in my hand are not enough for me to buy all the clues for this dungeon."

Mo Xinxin also became serious and joined the discussion.

Xiang Ya nodded knowingly.

Many dungeons of the supernatural hotel will provide some clues for sleepers to redeem with points to improve their survival rate in the dungeon.

Only a small amount, like the new copy of "Painting Dreams and Strange Worlds" that has just been released, will not release clues.

Mo Xinxin has tried her best to buy the dungeon clues released, but in fact, there are so many dungeon clues this time that she can't buy them all.

She took out a stack of monochromatic envelopes from her backpack and placed them on the low table between the four of them.

Shen Zhiliu skillfully picked up the clue that Mo Xinxin paid a lot of money for, opened a yellow envelope, and a transparent ball floated out of it.

The ball quickly refracted a short picture:

There is a man in a suit walking through an oil painting with a briefcase. The sun on the side keeps turning from east to west. The man walks out from one end of the painting and enters from the original end, entering the painting again and again. .

"I call the protagonist who appears in this picture the social animal man, and he is the first personality evolved from Li Gui."

Shen Zhiliu opened the exercise book and took out the neatly folded white paper inside.

"This is the analysis chart after Mo Xinxin and I studied all the clues we purchased last night."

He called out Mo Xinxin's full name, and Mo Xinxin didn't interrupt her attitude that suddenly changed to a businesslike one.

Now that the two siblings got together to talk about the dungeon, they looked like a pair of ordinary teammates.

Shen Zhiliu pressed his fingertips against the black characters on the white paper, and a "1" was marked after the black characters, followed by a bracket, which said that he was reserved and taciturn.

While he was pointing, Mo Xinxin picked up another fuchsia envelope, and the ball floated out again.

This time, a girl in tattered clothes appeared, she ran barefoot under the setting sun, the earth was red, and behind her was a rotten giant snake chasing after her with its mouth open.

Shen Zhiliu moved his fingertips to the next line of black characters.

"This is the second personality, cowardly and cowardly, a fugitive who keeps escaping."

While he was talking, Mo Xinxin silently classified the same color into 7 colors, and each color had 1~5 envelopes.

At this time, Mo Xinxin did not open the envelopes again, but sorted them first.

Shen Zhiliu glanced at her out of the corner of the eye, and the speed of the words that came out of his mouth gradually kept up with the speed of Mo Xinxin's hands.

The rhythm of the two is gradually synchronized, and there is a wonderful sense of rhythm.

"The social animal, yellow; the embarrassed fugitive, purple; the deliveryman in the rainy day, cyan; the moving puppet, orange..."

The four colors were neatly placed aside, and Mo Xinxin touched the fifth color with her fingers.

Shen Zhiliu paused in his voice and continued: "The geisha trapped in the white space, white; the little boy hiding in the soil, brown; the pilot hanging upside down in the sun, red..."

The more he spoke, the slower his voice became, but there were fewer and fewer envelopes of the same color in Mo Xinxin's hands.

Shen Zhiliu's voice and Mo Xinxin's movements turned into two intersecting tracks in an instant.

Mo Xinxin didn't speak, her movements had already stopped, and she stared at the younger brother who lowered his head and pointed at the clue of personality.

For a while, only a slightly immature male voice echoed back in the empty room.

In conjunction with the increasingly bizarre personality type in the back, a chilling feeling quietly emerged.

After Shen Zhiliu finished speaking, Mo Xinxin said, "Shen Zhiliu and I only got information on 7 personalities. This time the clues are too messy. The hotel mall has opened the blind box lottery mode, which is not good for me. The luck and points are only enough to set out these 7 personalities."

"What about you?" She looked at He Ke and Xiang Ya, "Did you change the clues ahead of time?"

Speaking of business, Mo Xinxin rarely spoke in a weird tone. Obviously this dungeon was more sinister than the SS Level she had experienced before, and she subconsciously took it seriously.

He Ke took out 3 clues from his backpack, only looking at the color of the exterior, 2 of them were white, the same as Mo Xinxin's.

The remaining one was indigo, and he opened the envelope without saying a word, and the ball floating out of it released a new clip——

A walking corpse floated in the vast sea. After half a minute, the carrion twitched suddenly, opened his eyes, and grinned his cracked and white lips.

"A dead corpse, indigo," he said hoarsely.

Everyone didn't speak, and Shen Zhiliu stared at Xiang Ya, so she didn't provide any new clues.

Xiang Ya pursed her lips, and she took out the only letter from her backpack. The letter was pure black, and it felt as if her hands were stained with ink.

"I don't have a lot of points in my hand, so I can only buy one with 50,000 points, but I got black."

"I think it's a clue that fits the theme of dreams in so many letters."

The colorful shimmering ball floated gently, light and crisp, giving people a completely different feeling from the previous few.

The picture inside the sphere instantly turned black, and after an unknown amount of time, an unexpected scene appeared in the pitch-black picture.

The completely dark picture slowly shrank, like a ball of cloth that was gradually wrapped up, and gradually became a human shape.

Everyone was shocked to realize that the black just now was actually a black shadow spread out on the ground.

The shadow is like a slowly creeping monster, and the "human" body is constantly touched by bulging things, and it walks the path in the dark night.

"Meow, meow" sounded one after another in the body.

As the shadow walked, an animal skeleton fell under his feet, and the road was covered with cat corpses unknowingly.

It came to the end of the road, the black gradually faded, and the shadow finally became a man

A human monster with a cat's head opened its mouth and let out a long meow.

The black envelope represents a kobold of unknown origin.

The ball stopped playing, evaporated like water vapor, and slowly attached to the envelope, but did not wet the paper, and gradually penetrated.

Xiang Ya said: "With my letter, there are already 9 strange personalities in this copy, and there is no guarantee that there are other new personalities..."

"I'm worried that everyone will be forcibly dispersed, so I want to discuss with you how to prepare for this situation based on the limited clues in front of us."

Shen Zhiliu picked up the black envelope, pondered it carefully, and said nothing.

Mo Xinxin glanced at him, and said: "Mr. Shi Lai said, the priority of Shen Zhiliu and I is still to protect you this time, and take you to get familiar with the SS Level dungeon, but this ghost has too many personalities, and time is short, so let's take them one by one.It takes too much time to break through."

"So, I discussed with Shen Zhiliu last night, I or he and you are in a group, and we are divided into two groups to act together."

Xiang Ya didn't answer the question immediately. She unexpectedly asked He Ke, "He Ke, why did you come in this book? Would you like to cooperate with us?"

He Ke frowned subconsciously, he did not hide his purpose of entering the difficult dungeon.

"My sister was diagnosed with brain cancer and needs a lot of points to exchange for health."

"With your cooperation, can I win?" The hoarse voice sounded again.

He exposed his desires to the fullest - to win the dream and heal his sister.

Mo Xinxin's eyes fell on him, but she didn't speak.

Hearing this, Xiang Ya looked apologetic.

"Sorry for asking you such a question. If this is the case, I would like to be in the same group as Shen Zhiliu."

"Xinxin, would you mind acting with He Ke?"

Mo Xinxin was a little hesitant, and smiled at Xiang Ya, "Don't forget, I also have a partner, Officer Zhang. He will come here at night before he falls asleep. There are three people in our group."

Shen Zhiliu also put down the envelope, "Mo Xinxin, go to the same group with him."

Seeing that both of them said this, Mo Xinxin shook her ponytail and replied in a low voice.

After the grouping situation was resolved, Mo Xinxin took out a spray prop and sprayed it on Shen Zhiliu and Xiang Ya.

"This is my most valuable prop. After using the tracking spray, I can find you along the red mist that only I can see."

"This is one of the rare props that can be used in reality and extended to dreams." She added more.

Hearing this sentence, Xiang Ya's heart jumped. Although she hadn't tried it, she always thought that most of the props could be used in reality.

Especially the few potential rewards in her backpack and the marker pen she got this time, there is no reminder that reality is not available.

Moreover, the marker pen has already taken effect, and a small map has just been automatically generated in Xiang Ya's mind.

Unconscious Mo Xinxin continued to take out the props to be used while explaining the usage and precautions.

Xiang Ya's attention was gradually attracted by the map in his mind.

The minimap is a pitch-black circle, which is surrounded by a white edge, and turns to the bud as the only white dot in the circle, twinkling.

The lines of the various rooms in the building blurred, and the five bright red dots were getting closer to her position.

Until three of the red dots gathered together, they quietly emerged directly above the white dots—that is, the room on the 3rd floor and the 4th floor, Xiangya's room.

The red dot is motionless, giving the impression of a dark gaze.

Seeing that Xiang Ya was distracted, Mo Xinxin's expression gradually became dignified.

She didn't talk about the props anymore, and quickly asked, "What's wrong?"

Xiang Ya frowned, raised his index finger to the center of his mouth, and said softly, "Shh."

The other palm raised its index finger and pointed to the ceiling.

The author has something to say:

Mo Xinxin: Many props cannot use balabala in reality...

Xiang Ya just used a good friend doll, turned the flower rope with Jia Jia, and said doubtfully: Huh?But I can use a lot~

Mo Xinxin: You are a master of luck, you have to hold back, okay!