[Martial Arts] Infinite Chamber Game

Hu Fei certainly had no experience in cooking human heads. Killing people is not the right path. Even Wen Xue'an might not be able to do such a cruel thing.

But Hu Fei had indeed seen cooked human heads - in the dark world.

There, you can see the darkest and most terrifying scenes in the world, and even some evil scenes that you can't even imagine. Every inch of land that the warriors walked through is full of blood and cruelty. If you stay in such a world for more than a month, as long as you are not crazy, you will not be afraid of anything. If a ghost rashly appears in front of you, you may be scared.

As it is now.

The black ghost hand was obviously scared, and the human head in the wooden spoon fell back into the soup. Perhaps it felt ashamed that a ghost like itself was scared by a human. The wooden spoon stirred the soup faster and faster, as if it wanted to quickly get something more creative and scary out of the soup. However, after thinking about it, it couldn't figure out what this damn human in front of it would be afraid of!
In fact, Hu Fei was indeed a little scared. Of course, what he was afraid of was not the horrible scene created by ghosts, but that he couldn't figure out what kind of ghost was in front of him.

After staying in the Horror Island for a long time, I have seen thousands of ghosts in various shapes and forms, but in the final analysis, there are only a few types. One is the "all-round household ghost". They are good at controlling natural phenomena, and can easily make the wind blow, make the rain, and generate electricity. They like to hide in the corner when they have nothing to do, and suddenly jump out to scare you when you pass by. This group of people like this kind of ghost very much. After getting along with them for a few months, this kind of ghost has been trained to have a strong sense of service.

The other type is more annoying. They have no ability to stir up trouble and can only use physical attacks. The weapons they usually use are very simple, such as knives, tables and chairs. The more advanced ones may use electric saws. They are extremely strong and destructive. They like to use psychological oppression to scare people, and they have a good mentality. Even if they are pinned to the ground and beaten, they will have a happy smile on their faces. No matter how badly they are beaten, they will never admit their mistakes and will dare to do it again next time.

When he first came, Jing Wuming liked this kind of ghosts very much and often used them to practice sword skills. Later on, he didn't like them anymore because they were too fragile and couldn't take any beatings.

There is another type, which is the most dangerous of all ghosts. To put it bluntly, they are ghosts with higher levels of Taoism. They rarely condense into physical entities, and can only harm people through mental attacks. They can deceive people's five senses and make people have hallucinations, but not all of them are hallucinations. They mix true and false, and the real is hidden in the false. If you are not careful, you will fall into their trap.

For example, last month, Hu Fei was half asleep when he was suddenly awakened by the urge to pee. He yawned and went to the bathroom. When he opened the door, a dazzling light shone in and the room was full of people. He was used to it and didn't care at all. He picked up a stick and swung it at everyone. The people hit by the stick disappeared like bubbles. Then he found a corner, took off his pants, and was about to open the floodgates to prevent water leakage when a heart-wrenching scream rang in his ears. When he opened his eyes again, he was actually in Yue Lingshan's room!
The girl's boudoir was smashed to pieces, and he was standing in front of her wardrobe!

What a little ghost, so vicious.

Bad luck such as drinking toilet cleaner into your water or eating raw internal organs into your food are all caused by these ghosts. There is nothing you can do about them except get angry.

Hu Fei didn't know what kind of ghost hand this was, so he couldn't act rashly. Who knew whether the abyss outside the door was an illusion or a real abyss? Seeing that he was about to pass the level, he couldn't be careless at this time.

He took a tentative step. It was pitch black under his feet, and ripples appeared where his feet landed, but he felt his foot was solid. Hu Fei felt a little relieved, but still alert. He slowly followed with his other foot, and then took another step forward. His walking posture was funny, but it was also for safety. When he reached the pot, the tempting aroma of meat mixed with the smell of blood in the corridor tempted him to look into the pot.

In addition to the boneless human head, there was also a pair of feet floating in the soup. Messy meat and nerves could be seen at the broken parts. The white bones were hidden inside, and the skin had become soft.

The aroma became more and more tempting, the smell of blood had disappeared, the corridor was still pitch black, but the pot of soup could be seen clearly.

The soup was thick, and there might be a lot of minced meat in it. The golden soup, the tender meat, the tempting aroma... Hu Fei suddenly felt hungry, very hungry, as if he had not eaten for several days and nights. The ghost hand slowly disappeared, and was replaced by Hu Fei's own hand.

Hu Fei found himself scooping a spoonful of soup, and many thoughts that would never normally appear in his mind appeared in his mind.

"I'm so hungry. I haven't eaten in a few days."

"This soup is so rich and fragrant, no matter what kind of meat it's made of!"

"Eat it. If I don't, I will die!"

"This is a game! A game combined with a detective story. No one will really die. This might just be an illusion. This soup is so delicious. I'll just take a bite, just one bite..."

Hu Fei put the spoon to his mouth, and the "thought" in his mind seemed to be laughing. What kind of laughter was that? It was gloomy and vicious, like a conspiracy that was about to succeed.

In the dark corridor, a cold light flashed!
That's the knife in Hu Fei's hand!

The wooden spoon was split in half, the pot was also split in two, and the soup spilled all over the floor!
"What a shame, such a delicious soup."

"The soup isn't poisonous. I just took a sip. What's the big deal?"

"Enough!" Hu Fei shouted coldly: "Get out of my mind! Stop hiding your head and showing your tail! Just because you are a fool, do you think everyone is as stupid as you! "

call--

The wind was howling, and a ghostly figure darker than the darkness was fleeing towards the depths of the corridor. A cold light colder than a knife flashed in Hu Fei's eyes. He chased after it, but just as he took a step, his body suddenly fell straight down!
Clusters of fire lit up all around. Hu Fei squinted uncomfortably. With the help of the light, he could clearly see the end of the fall!
Knife.

Countless knives appeared on the ground, each of which was seven feet long with the tip facing upwards. Hu Fei was about to be pierced into a blood gourd by the knife. He clenched the knife in his hand and came up with a countermeasure in the blink of an eye!

He is a man with skills!
The skill is called [Eagle Catches Chicken]. As long as there is a person, no, not limited to people, when the game describes the skill, it says [any creature], just pull his clothes, he can become a hegemon and have invincible defense!
With such skills, Hu Fei would of course carry some small creatures with him, such as the thumb-sized cockroach he just caught in the kitchen!
Although there are many creatures, Hu Fei only likes cockroaches. This is because these insects have strong vitality and will not be easily tortured to death.

Seeing that the cockroach was about to fall on the steel knives, Hu Fei quickly took out the cockroach from his clothes, and then firmly pressed the two front paws of the cockroach and pinched them at the back of his clothes.

Land firmly.

Judging from the slight struggle I felt at my fingertips, the cockroach is still very tenacious.

Hu Fei held the cockroach behind his back with one hand and lifted the corner of his clothes, while holding the knife in the other hand, he walked freely on the blade.

After walking a few steps, he realized something was wrong. The steel knives seemed endless, and the feeling of falling was so real. Ghosts can create illusions and deceive the five senses, but they can't make things up out of nothing. So where did the feeling of falling come from? What were these steel knives originally?
Thinking of a possibility, Hu Fei made a risky decision. He closed his eyes, punched himself with the hand holding the knife, and then slowly let go of the little cockroach. As he expected, the knife was fake, but the abyss was not. When the illusion faded, he found himself outside the castle, and there was a real cliff five steps ahead!

How dangerous.

It was raining heavily, and the ground was wet with muddy water. He walked back through the muddy water. On the towering castle, a window was open, and Jing Wuming was standing in the window. A flash of lightning flashed across, illuminating his face.

He was looking down at him like an idiot.

Hu Fei thought about his actions just now. He suspected that if he really drank the spoonful of broth, what he drank into his stomach might be the bottle of ink!
Vicious! How vicious!
Just as he was about to use his Qing Kung Fu to fly up, his feet suddenly felt soft, as if he stepped on something, a black ball. Hu Fei squatted down and took a closer look, and found that it was actually a person.

A dead person with an unrecognizable face and covered in wet mud!

Hu Fei looked at his face again and blinked hard with his two huge panda eyes. It was not an illusion, it was real.

Someone died again!
who is it?

Hu Fei picked the man up, took a deep breath and jumped four feet high, then stepped on the wall and was about to climb in through the window, but he saw Jing Wuming looking at him coldly, and with a snap, he closed the large wood-clad iron carved window tightly.

It is really cold and heartless.

Hu Fei was caught off guard and hit the window, then fell down with a thud, his face covered in mud. Fortunately, he was strong and not hurt. He could only walk through the front door holding the corpse in his arms.

……

The deceased was Xiao Longnu. She died ten minutes ago. The cause of death was a long and thick steel needle pierced her skull. The wound was still oozing blood.

Wen Xue'an was so happy when Xiaolongnu died that for the first time, he was such a gloomy and cold man.

This jubilant look naturally aroused suspicion, especially from the three NPCs.

Wang Jianqiang asked, "Didn't you pursue her all along? Why are you so happy that she died?"

Wen Xuean was stunned and pointed at his nose: "Me? Pursuing her?"

Isn't this like the birthday boy hanging himself because he is tired of living?

The short man immediately showed an expression of sudden enlightenment: "I know, you must have failed in your pursuit of her, and saw that she liked someone else, so you got angry and killed her!"

Wen Xuean glanced at him and said coldly: "You know us very well."

The short man snorted, "Who knows you? We just made a reasonable guess based on how attentive you were to her."

At this time, Hu Fei couldn't help but ask: "Aren't you together?"

Wang Jianqiang said: "We were together, but in different departments, so we didn't know each other very well."

Hu Fei said to the short man: "You just said that she likes someone else? Who is this person? How do you know?"

The short man grinned and said proudly: "Of course I know that the person she likes is me, hehe, but I don't like her and rejected her several times, but she keeps pestering me, oh, women!"

Hu Fei: "..."

He had to lower his head and look at the man in front of him. He was about five feet five, had good-looking features, was a bit fat, and was bald. He looked like a fairy, and he was not blind. She liked him? He didn't like him yet? Was he crazy?

Of course, people have completely different aesthetic tastes. Hu Fei respected and understood this, and just thought that this guy came from Luosha Haishi in Liao Zhai, and stopped asking. But Nana pointed at the steel needle and said hesitantly: "This seems to be... an anesthetic needle."

She looked at Jing Wuming and said, "You killed him, right?"

"You want to force her to do a sex change operation. If she refuses, you can kill her with an anesthetic needle!" Nana was so angry that her eyes were about to spit fire: "Since you like to do a sex change operation so much, why don't you come to me? Why force her!"

Jing Wuming: “???”

Where is this going?

(End of this chapter)