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    "come on, wipe the towel."

    As soon as he entered the door, a young man in uniform handed him a dry white towel and a bath towel and soothed him with a warm smile: "you've had enough mattress blankets."

    His sudden concern and meticulous arrangement made him feel at ease and even suspected.

    Care beyond common sense sometimes makes people worry about the conspiracy behind it.

    Especially for those who believe that there are people in the world who need help at a cost.

    Ren Yifei took things blankly, the soft towel with a gentle touch, and a little fragrance. He covered his vigilance and doubts by wiping his face: "Thank you." Is there a place to change here? I feel so comfortable that wet clothes will aggravate my illness. "

    "there." The staff pointed to one place. "behind that wooden door is the utility room."

    Ren Yifei saw: "Thank you."

    "you're welcome. Ginger soup is being made in the kitchen. Let's drink some later. Be careful not to catch a cold." The young man said with a smile.

    "Ah"

    As they spoke, a short, fat woman in the room fell to the ground, put her hands around her neck and shouted, tumbling and beating herself.

    "Epilepsy is crazy?" The people in the room dispersed in panic.

    The young man in uniform also posted it on the wall: "is she, is she all right?"

    The voice trembled so naturally that it was natural to see the traces of 'acting'. Ren Yifei ruled out the option that the staff of the manor was' unnatural'.

    This' epilepsy 'came in a hurry and fiercely, and when everyone reacted, her face was blue, her lips were purple, and she pinched herself hard enough, completely ignoring the instinctive desire of human beings to survive.

    Is that the thing? Ren Yifei glanced at the bone shelf in the water at his feet.

    Screams broke out one after another, and his eyes swept across his faces with different expressions.

    There are more than a dozen people here, and you know how many are npc, and how many are players. He can be sure that Sam is here and that he knows which one is.

    One encounter is a coincidence, two encounters are fate. You can be a human being.

    He wants to find himself?

    With the frequent meeting of two copies, this person will be able to find him, and his ability to observe and analyze must be amazing.

    However, this copy, like other npc, has the contradiction and sense of conflict brought about by both internal and external identities. Hiding the abnormalities hidden from you, you are as generous as you are.

    The people Ren Yifei needs to interpret have both internal and external manifestations: the false identity of a poor boy and the real identity of a well-off family. The contradiction between internal and external conflicts is obvious.

    He needs to hide or cover up this contradiction. On the contrary, he can take advantage of it.

    Sometimes, I think it's me. ]

    "if I were Gu Xingye, all of a sudden, would I wonder if I was myself? There is a contradiction between brain memory and physical memory, and the details are opposed to the living environment. What would I do? "

    The real'Gu Xingye 'has too few reference points, but he can tag it.

    Left-handed, wear high-end watches: family conditions are well-off, parents are enlightened, or parents are more disciplined.

    Young, handsome, honey-skinned, muscular, with light smile lines: smiling, popular, athletic, extroverted, confident, and perhaps charismatic as a leader, such as the ability to deal with emergencies and organizational skills.

    As the label fills in little by little, a clear face slowly appears on the shadow of nothingness:

    Who am I? Am I really me?

    What he wants to play is a young man who feels the contradiction in himself and seeks the truth after being confused, bold, wild, admitting defeat, naive, enthusiastic, kind-hearted, and stubborn.

    All kinds of ideas turned around, but the reality was a second later. Ren Yifei walked over, grabbed the hand of a short, fat woman on the ground, and shouted anxiously, "give me a hand, and I'll hold it down by myself."

    The others woke up like a dream and came running, one pressing their legs, one pressing their hands, and others pulling their fingers.

    However, under the blessing of some mysterious power, the strength of the short and fat woman was stronger than that of ten cows, and several young men held back.

    Ren Yifei almost pushed away. He gritted his teeth and used all his strength. He pressed his hand on her head and tugged at her hand.

    The palms of the short and fat woman were hot, and she was also sweaty. Ren Yifei subconsciously touched each other's forehead: she was hot.

    "does she have a fever?"

    The short and fat woman struggled again, her hands pinching her neck hard, her eyeballs protruding.

    "the eyes are beginning to get bloodshot." A hand brushed Ren Yifei's wrist and grabbed the fingers of the woman on the ground.

    The bitter fragrance approached Ren Yifei and looked up to see that he was a tall, thin young man.

    There you are.

    The staff cried anxiously: "our manor doctor accidentally cracked his head and went crazy." Where are you going to find a doctor? "

    Is there a doctor in the manor? Is the doctor crazy?

    Several players wrote down this detail.

    Ren Yifei continued to press, his left hand exerting force: "what kind of disease is this?" I've seen people pinch people when they get sick, and I haven't seen them pinch themselves like this. It's like strangling the enemy. Don't just stand there and ask if there is a doctor among the asylum seekers. There must be a doctor in the room over there. "

    "come on, she's suffocating." One by one, Sam broke the fingers that were pinching his throat and broke them directly.

    The line of breaking fingers is directly effective, and it's no use for women to pinch themselves.

    At the same time, several others worked together and finally pressed the crazy short and fat woman: "rope, tie up, lest she hurt herself."

    Her hands were tied together, and at last she took a breath of fresh air, that is, she was gasping for breath.

    "are you all right, sister?" Seeing that she seemed to have regained her senses, Ren Yifei asked with concern, "what just happened?" Do you have any medicine? "

    "I didn't."

    She struggled to open her mouth, but her face turned pale, and the next second she changed her color again: "Ah!" Ah! "

    Ren Yifei saw that her eyes were round and convex, and suddenly there was something sticking out of her wide mouth, the translucent flesh pink, long and thin, wriggling back and forth.

    The man was called out, his mouth gagged, the corners of his mouth cracked and his flesh blurred, and the strange long worm with a slender body poured out of the cracked mouth and scattered like the tide.

    "Ah"

    Everyone around shouted and rushed to the door. He was also startled, and when he retreated, he directly pushed him to the ground.

    The cat jumped out of the barrel, slapped its paws and looked at Ren Yifei, whose eyes were wide open and scared enough to choke: "Meow."

    What a useless two-legged beast.

    "Thank you."

    "Meow." Weak chicken, there's nothing I can do about it. The cat patted the worm again and cocked its beard proudly at Ren Yifei.

    Ren Yifei:. I told you not to be too complacent.

    "what is this?" Some people left the house screaming, while others were scared and curious, clutching the door and looking back, similar to watching horror movies with open fingers.

    The thick, curly worm wriggled on the ground, with a smooth, translucent flesh pink.

    "Blood leeches?" People who know the bugs speculate that they look like close relatives.

    "it's a nematode." One person recognized, "there is a big fish in the stomach and intestines can see, is a parasite." It's common, but I've never seen one this big. "

    Many people know about nematodes, but when it comes to the parasites of the big fish, immediately think of it: it seems that there is such a kind of worm. But why does this bug come out of this person's mouth?

    "dead, dead?" Finally realized that Ren Yifei, who had a serious problem, grabbed his hair impatiently. Although he also had fear, he was more grumpy because he knew how to deal with it. "what's wrong with this?"

    He called his cell phone and dialed 110, but there was no signal: "grass!"

    Ren Yifei believed in evil and dialed again, but there was no signal at all: "I've seen a ghost."

    The sound of the wind, the sound of rain, the sound of people screaming and walking in the rain, all the voices came together to hear a piece of devil music that made people's temples ache, and they felt like they had a splitting headache.

    "Don't go out! It's dangerous outside! Do you want to die in such a heavy rain? " There was an angry voice in the rain, the tall young man who had been standing at the door before.

    Then came another cold voice, which belonged to the manor owner: "Let them go."

    "Don't stop me! He's right. There's a ghost on this manor, and you're going to hurt me! "

    The frightened islanders pushed away the tall young man who stopped them. He sat in Rain Water and shouted angrily, "if you know what's going on outside, you'll die even worse if you go out in the rain and wind." "what?" calm down and use your head to think about it. "

    Ren Yifei poked his cell phone, his face was in a cold sweat, and suddenly, music sounded, breaking the spell-like noise just now.

    "whose ringtone is it?"

    The hoarse sound of the violin penetrated the rain curtain, and everyone stopped and followed the sound. Ren Yifei also looked up and looked through the all-glass door to see the violinist played by Yu Yueyi.

    He knew when he was standing there, and he knew what he was standing there.

    She knew that the violin had a beautiful timbre, and the small sound of the violin soothed the despair of the storm, and the emotional people who rushed out the door stopped and listened.

    The music was calming, and he wanted to listen to it again, but he saw the violinist tilting backwards. His eyes were closed, the strings were still in his hand, and the sound of the violin stopped abruptly when he fell to the ground.

    "help people!" A few people ran out.

    The violinist was rescued and he was still alive. The young man in uniform clothed him with a bath towel: "this is the staff of our manor, who used to perform for everyone in the small theatre." Recently, the performance of the manor has been very good, and many employees have left. "

    The young man in uniform left with the violinist on his shoulder, saying that he was taking care of his colleagues, which was more like running away.

    It is strange that most of those with legs have escaped.

    When he turned around and looked into the house, there were more than a dozen people in the mushroom room. at this shock, there were only five people left in the room:

    Ren Yifei, a frightened and curious uncle who grabbed the doorknob, the calm Sam beside him, the glasses girl who stayed in the corner all the time, and a little girl with braided hair.

    "she's dead." The girl with glasses walked over on the body of the nematode, and the nematode, which made the scalp numb, crushed her directly to death. Several bugs crawled against her shoes, but she didn't even move her eyebrows. She was a short, fat woman who bowed her head to examine the horror of death.

    He's a tough guy.

    The woman opened her eyes wide, her eyes red, her mouth completely torn open, from the corners of her mouth to her chin, and her dysmenorrhea was not breathing.

    No one thinks strange, this all vomits bug, still can live?

    The body on the ground suddenly turned its head, laughed softly, and made a hoarse voice: "your turn will soon be yours."

    "Ah -" the elderly man holding the doorknob screamed like a pig scene. Ren Yifei dropped his cell phone directly and was dumbfounded.

    Fake corpses?!

    The girl with glasses was also startled, and the way to give her a surprise was to press her hands on the head of the body and break it directly.

    This was not bad enough. She pulled out a knife and patched it directly at the heart. She cut the artery on her neck and the blood spattered out.

    The blood mist blew away, and there was a strong smell of blood in the air. Ren Yifei was stunned for a moment, and the image of the woman in red overlapped with the chubby woman on the ground.

    "she seems to be the same. Cut the artery. " Ren Yifei was surprised with his calmness.

    The illusion arranged by the last copy of Hua Li was totally useless, and he was able to look at the woman's death with a cold eye.

    "Ha." The broken head was still laughing, and the laughter woke up the memory of Ren Yifei. The translucent red liquid flowed out of the eyes and nostrils of chubby women, even in their ears, with a fishy smell.

    "come down and stay with me, it's cold down there." There was a gush of blood in her mouth, and Gandhi closed her eyes with a smile all over her face.

    The body was no longer motionless, and the screaming young man stopped, looked at the girl with glasses, and knelt directly on one leg.

    The house smelled of blood, like a murder scene, where the living were more frightening than the dead.

    "is it cold down there?" Sam repeated this sentence, thinking about the meaning after that.

    The girl with glasses stepped on the wound on her chest and kicked her knee, but there was no stress reaction.

    "dead." She confirmed, wiping the blood from the dagger and inserting it back into her boot.

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