Marry first and then love with escape game boss

Chapter 8 Dark Marriage

Under such circumstances, Anxi was still in the mood to complain: "The game has entered the escape room?"

"Yes, do you want to call your dear groom out to open the door for us?" Jia Yutong answered.

Anxi boasted happily, "Do you need to find him for such a non-life-threatening problem? Believe it or not, I will solve it for you within 5 minutes?"

Jia Yutong raised his hand to express his invitation.

Anxi began to carefully explore this dilapidated room by the moonlight.

The table facing the door was well preserved, but it looked like something had bitten off a corner. Bite marks not only appeared on the table, but almost all the wooden furniture in the house had gnaw marks. The bed in the back room was in a mess, the quilt had a big hole, and all the cotton wool was ripped out. But if you tuck those battings back into the quilt, there is obviously not enough batting to support the entire quilt. Where did the other batting go? Sent home by rats to make your bed? An Xi felt that the room was full of disharmony, as if it had been beaten, smashed and looted, and it also seemed to have been broken in by a man-eating beast.

"Come on, there's something here!" Chang Guan shouted from the back room.

Anxi approached and saw that he was holding a doll in his hand. The rag doll is wearing armor, armor, and a small wooden sword in his waist. It looks like a majestic general. Although the doll has rough stitching and simple style, it is the only well-preserved item in the room. There is not even dust on the doll's head.

"Where did you find it?" An Xi asked.

Chang Guan pointed at the bed, "It's in the pile of rags that used to be a quilt."

"I guess it might be an important prop, put it away," An Xi instructed.

Chang Guan nodded repeatedly, holding the doll to his chest, looking like an older child.

Anxi flipped through the desk by himself, based on his previous experience in playing horror games, the desk was always the easiest place to hide clues. Here you can put files, diaries, book pages, and even small notes.

Unexpectedly, he found a photo from the broken photo frame on the desk. It was a black and white family portrait, with a majestic old man, a group of female relatives, and two children, one big and one small. The older one is fourteen or five years old, and the younger one is about ten years old.

There was no light, and An Xi had to squint his eyes to try to identify. When he finally saw someone clearly in the photo, he felt his blood run cold all over his body.

That is the fifth aunt.

In the arms of the fifth aunt, there was a small child, and the child was holding the doll that Chang Guan found.

He hurriedly called the other two and showed them the photo.

Jia Yutong's focus was a bit biased, "So there are actually two young masters, but why did the housekeeper hide this?" She then pointed to the older child in the photo, "Who is the other young master? Your husband? "

Anxi shook her head, "No, the age is not right." The

groom is an adult, but the older child in the photo looks to be fifteen years old at most.

The photo shows one big and one small, and the paper figurines in the study are also one big and one small. What is the connection between them? The photos show that at least for a period of time, all the female relatives in the Chen residence were there. Where did they go? Are they all dead? Who is the young master? Who is the groom?

An Xi felt countless questions swirl in his mind, but he was sure of one thing.

He pointed to the fifth aunt who was smiling like a flower in the photo, and began to analyze: "Look, the young master is leaning on the fifth aunt's arms. The mother-child relationship between them is obvious, and the doll can also confirm that this room is It belongs to the young master. This room is locked, people inside can't get out, and the fifth aunt outside is too crazy. Combining these performances and abnormal conditions in the room, I have a bold guess."

Speaking of this , Anxi raised her head suddenly. He stood at the window, with a full moon hanging behind him, bathed in the radiance, he was as holy as an immortal.

"The so-called young master who is sick and unable to see guests, he is already dead, he was starved to death in his own room." As

soon as he finished speaking, a gust of wind blew past, fascinated everyone's eyes.

The wind stopped, Anxi put down his hands, and saw a skinny, bloody little ghost appearing in the middle of the room, lying on the ground, and crawling towards Anxi and the others at high speed.

"Ah—" Chang Guan let out a howl like killing a pig.

"Oh my god! Oh my god!" An Xi also jumped up in fright, showing his amazing jumping ability.

The moment he landed, someone supported his shoulders from behind, and then someone kicked his heels.

Rest in peace: Groom, do you make wool?

Anxi's right leg draws an arc forward with the strength given by the groom, hits the pounced imp firmly, kicks it hard, and hits the wardrobe with a bang, the wardrobe is smashed to pieces.

Exorcism (Physical)

Chang Guan looked at An Xi more and more adoringly.

An Xi showed an embarrassed yet polite smile, and gestured for him not to look at himself, but to continue to stare at the kid's next move.

After the kid crawled out of the pile of wood, he remained motionless at first, as if he was a little dazed, then he touched his stomach, and tears welled up in his eyes instantly. He looked only thirteen or fourteen years old, with a youthful stature, and crying so sadly made people feel a little distressed.

An Xi even wondered if he had struck too hard and hurt others.

However, the kid's actions next made everyone shudder.

He wiped his tears, sobbed a few times, grabbed his wrist, and started to gnaw on his arm, gobbling it like a young beast. The child's way of eating was obviously not human, his arm was soon bloody, and a few shreds of meat hung from the elbow, and more fell to the ground.

Anxi heard Jia Yutong's uncontrollable nausea next to him, and he himself gasped.

But the skinny arm couldn't satisfy the little ghost, so the little ghost whimpered while chewing, and tears came out of his eyes. The scene was horrific but pathetic, like an absurd drama on a stage.

An Xi knew that he guessed right.

Why the cotton wool in the quilt was torn out, why the corners of the table were incomplete, and why the clothes looked like they had been chewed by a dog. These were all the survival actions of this desperate child under extreme hunger. In desperation, he ate everything, and in the end he even lost his mind and ate his own meat.

Just one door can separate the life and death of a child.

"But...why? This is the young master of the Chen family, how could he be tortured to death?" Chang Guan didn't understand.

Anxi said: "Ask Fifth Aunt after dawn, and everything will be clear."

Jia Yutong still covered her mouth and muffled: "The question still lies in how we get out. Are we going to kill him?" She pointed kid.

"Farewell, he's already miserable." Chang Guan said, "I absolutely can't bear to let him die."

An Xi said: "I don't think there is any need to beat him to death. He was trapped to death in this room. It should be regarded as... an earth-bound spirit? Let's just take him out."

Jia Yutong retorted: "To put it simply, how do you take him out?" Anxi

is the old god, "Don't worry, don't worry, The mountain people have their own tricks."

He took two steps forward, raised his head and shouted to the air: "Bridegroom officer? Young Master Chen? Come on, come on, it's your turn to perform." For some

reason, Chang Guan felt that he had changed from resting. Intimacy and trust are seen in the actions. Jia Yutong rolled her eyes, "Do you think that ghost is your summoned beast, come as soon as you say it?" Before she finished speaking

, the groom appeared.

Slap in the face.

The groom landed slowly in front of An Xi, and the first thing he said was: "You called me the wrong name, don't make an example." An

Xi: ...

Looking at the kid in the middle of the room who was crying and eating, the groom frowned, and he stepped forward, He picked up the kid and wiped away his tears.

When he carried the child back to Anxi, the little ghost had lost its terrifying appearance and turned into a heroic and nimble young man, who looked a few years older than in the photo.

An Xi instantly understood that the family portrait in the room was taken in the past, and the young master in the 14th and 15th year of the photo should also grow up after that. If you understand it this way, the groom is the young master who didn't run away.

The groom stopped in front of An'an and motioned for An'an to touch the child. An Xi quickly waved her hands, seeing the child's devil-like appearance, An Xi dared not approach him. But Anxi gave him a sincere blessing: "Little friend, I wish you to grow up safely in the next life, with rich clothes and good food ,

carefree, like a real rich second generation."

Holding the young master's hand, he walked slowly towards the door. The moment he stepped out of the threshold, the young master turned his head, smiled brightly at An Xi, and disappeared into the morning light.

Everyone walked out of the room, and An Xi stretched her waist, feeling the faint warmth of the morning sun on her face. At this time, the sound of suona broke the silence.

A new day, a new funeral procession.

As the steward said, the Chen residence has funerals every day.

Hearing the sound of the suona, An Xi suddenly thought of something, he turned his head abruptly, and asked the two people behind him: "No one died last night, who is the funeral?"