[Martial Arts] Infinite Chamber Game

Chu Liuxiang was really a little dazed, and his mind was still not fully clear. Among the people he brought back, who was wearing white clothes? Oh, there was one person, who flew into the sky just before the excrement suction truck exploded, dodging quickly without getting his clothes stained with dust.

This person's lightness skill was so advanced that even Chu Liuxiang, who was famous for his lightness skill, was still amazed when he first saw him.

But didn't that person leave? How could he appear here? Did he sneak in at night? As he was thinking, Chu Liuxiang was shocked. He was teleported! He was teleported in!
Damn it, how could I forget about this unlucky guy!

Not only did Chu Liuxiang forget about it, but none of the people around him remembered it! This is really unfair to that man.

...I don’t know how he got out of the ghost wall.

By the way, Chu Liuxiang had met this person once before entering the game, but he didn't know his name, so Chu Liuxiang couldn't answer any of Guan Minghui's questions.

Chu Liuxiang doesn’t know, but Yue Lingshan knows!

Yue Lingshan was not afraid of ghosts. She had just washed herself nicely in the bathroom, and her hair was still a little wet. When she heard Guan Minghui's question, she immediately perked up and said with a smile: "Why are you asking about him? Could it be that you..."

The junior sister laughed mischievously. Guan Minghui had never known what shyness was, so she immediately said, "I'm attracted to him. I feel that he is very similar to my first love in temperament! Especially under the moonlight, the atmosphere is so perfect. Let me put it this way, if I can't sleep with him, my beauty, my figure, all my social etiquette and qualities, and even my soul will be ruined!"

This is of course an exaggerated statement, just like many girls will shout "I want to give birth to your baby" when they see a handsome guy on the Internet. It's pure talk.

Chu Liuxiang had certainly never heard of this way of expression, so he showed a rather surprised expression. Yue Lingshan's face turned red, she had never expected that this seemingly quiet girl in front of her would say such free and unrestrained words, she even felt her ears burning just listening to them!
But she still told him everything she knew.

"His name is Ximen Chuxue, the owner of Wanmei Villa, and a famous swordsman. It is said that he has a wife, but she had an affair with someone else. Later, he had a lover named Lu Xiaofeng. However, Lu Xiaofeng did not really love him. The person he really loved was Ye Gucheng. He also had a fiancé named Su Mengzhen, who had an affair with Ximen Chuxue's wife! Alas, Ximen Chuxue suffered a lot to be with Lu Xiaofeng. I heard from my teammates that he even had a competition with Ye Gucheng for Lu Xiaofeng, but he was very unlucky. The two of them were fighting, and I don't know what happened and fell into the sewer. It's a pity that I was busy with other things at that time and didn't see it with my own eyes."

Guan Minghui was stunned when he heard this, and immediately turned into Louis XVI, bowing his head frantically.

"You are wrong." Wang Lianhua, who was dozing off, suddenly said, "Most of what you said is from that book. Eighty percent of the book is fabricated. The real situation is not like that."

"Oh?" Guan Minghui shuddered, and his hair grew back on the spot. Yue Lingshan also looked at Wang Lianhua curiously.

Wang Lianhua smiled and said, "One of my teammates was summoned to his side and knows more about the situation. Lu Xiaofeng is actually a man, and the two of them are just good friends."

After hearing the last sentence, Guan Minghui and Yue Lingshan both breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Lianhua continued, "There are many beauties around Ximen Chuxue, all kinds of beauties. They throw themselves at him, but he doesn't even look at them, and has never been moved by any of them. Have you ever thought about why?" The Thousand Faces Young Master raised the corner of his lips, approached Guan Minghui, and said, "You can guess."

The Thousand Faces Young Master was looking forward to some unique answers, such as he was a homosexual, he was a eunuch and so on, and he did induce her in this way. If such words came out of the mouth of the girl in front of him, he would be happy for a long time.

"Of course it's because he is a swordsman!" Guan Minghui said firmly.

Wang Lianhua: “?” This answer is different from what he expected.

Guan Minghui's eyes widened and his mouth opened, as if he was immersed in some fantasy. He said excitedly, "It turns out that not only are their temperaments similar, but their ways of doing things are also so similar!"

"Eh? Why do you look so surprised? Don't you know that eight out of ten swordsmen practice the Way of Mercilessness?"

Wang Lianhua really didn't know that he knew at least eight hundred swordsmen, if not a thousand, and each of them was very romantic and had nothing to do with the ruthless way.

Guan Minghui held up her chin and laughed, "It's just as I imagined. I said, how could a man like him fall in love with someone so easily? If there is no woman in his heart, he will be a god when he draws his sword. Do you understand? It is because he has higher pursuits in his heart that he has no interest in women. How can someone like you understand this state of mind?"

Wang Lianhua sneered: "You have only met him once or twice, how can you be sure that he is the kind of person you said he was?"

"Of course he is." Guan Minghui raised her chin: "I just know it, I just have this intuition!"

"Just because he looks like the person you first fell in love with?" Yue Lingshan shook her head and said disapprovingly: "Since you know he is such a person, why do you care so much about him? If he rejects you, how can you live your life?"

Guan Minghui asked in confusion: "Why can't I just be a human being? It doesn't matter if I'm rejected. I have to let him know that I like him."

Wang Lianhua laughed, her voice somewhat ambiguous: "What's so good about that cold guy? Why not look at me?" The Thousand-Faced Young Master's peach blossom eyes suddenly showed a hint of seduction: "If you only want a night of passion, how can he compare to me?"

Guan Minghui curled her lips: "Then my personality will really be ruined."

As they were talking, there was a loud noise upstairs! It was like something huge was smashed to pieces. The whole building was shaking with the sound, followed by a shrill scream.

The scream was very short, because the violent noise once again shook the entire building, and people who were sleeping soundly were awakened. Many people were startled and asked if it was an earthquake.

In the room, the crying of a baby and the sighs of exhaustion could be heard simultaneously.

"What's going on? The ghosts appear again? Should we run or not?"

"I heard it coming from upstairs?"

"Could it be that the roof collapsed?"

"Ah, it's already past two o'clock. Six hours have passed, right? Let's go, let's go back to sleep. I already have a cold, who can stand staying up all night? Anyone going home? Together?"

"The lights are out! It's too dark. I don't want to move. Let's talk about it in the morning. I don't know what's going on upstairs."

More than a hundred people were in a mess for a while. Some of them went back home together, some turned over and continued to sleep, and some went to the toilet together.

Chu Liuxiang was not so careless. He looked up solemnly and frowned, saying, "Something is wrong upstairs. Something must have happened. I have to go take a look."

Yue Lingshan argued, “I caused the trouble after all, so I’ll go too!”

With that, the two of them went out together.

Wang Lianhua poked Guan Minghui with a smile: "Why don't you go and take a look?"

Guan Minghui shook her head like a rattle: "It's too dark. If something happens, I will be a hindrance if I go."

Wang Lianhua sneered: "I have only heard of Ye Gong's love of dragons before, but today I actually saw that Ye Gong was lustful."

……

On the twelfth floor, in the first room, large amounts of blood were flowing out from the cracks in the door. Yue Lingshan couldn't help but exclaimed when she saw it: "This is..." Before she could finish her words, Chu Liuxiang was already knocking on the door.

The door creaked open and Ximen Chuxue stood inside. His hair was still dripping with water. He was dressed neatly in white, but there was a scent of hot water vapor and a faint fragrance. It was obvious that he had just taken a shower and washed very cleanly.

In the darkness, Ximen Chuxue's eyes were as cold as the lone stars in the sky.

He didn't say anything, but his expression and movements seemed to say: If you have something to say, say it, if not, get out of here. Chu Liuxiang smiled and said, "I just heard some noise here, so I came to take a look, but I don't know what happened?"

Ximen Chuxue still didn't say anything, but just opened the door completely and turned slightly to show him everything in the room.

Chu Liuxiang was stunned, Yue Lingshan gasped and exclaimed.

The house was in a mess.

Everything that could be broken was shattered as far as the eye could see. Wood chips and glass shards almost evenly covered the ground. Even the windows were broken, and blood splattered all over them. Not only the glass, but the entire house was filled with blood and broken flesh. A big word "death" was written in blood on the snow-white wall.

"Is this... the work of a ghost?"

"This is my masterpiece." Ximen Chuxue said lightly.

In fact, it is not wrong to say that it is the masterpiece of the evil spirit. All the blood here was donated by the evil spirit out of friendship.

——Although the evil spirit was reluctant to sponsor.

Although the evil ghost was treated inhumanely, it should not blame Ximen Chuxue for being cruel. After all, it was it that first treated Ximen Chuxue in a cruel way.

Of course the poor ghost would never know what Ximen Chuxue had been through.

He woke up early in the morning in a shack full of spiders, woodlice, and poisonous mosquitoes. He endured the extremely humid and hot air and took a cold shower. At noon, he carefully wiped the sticky monster blood off his sword and took a cold shower. In the evening, the aroma of chicken stewed with potatoes almost swept the entire Kurast Harbor, but he was unmoved. Even though he was hungry, he still insisted on cleaning himself from head to toe.

To some extent, this could almost be called a post-traumatic stress response. So, after he arrived at the apartment, he found the lights on and heard the sound of running water in the water tank. He recalled the moment when the manure truck exploded not long ago and the streets were filled with a terrible smell. Even though it was already late at night, Ximen Chuxue still urgently wanted to take a shower, at least to wash off the strange smell on his body.

The water is hot and the bathtub is big enough for you to lie down in.

Ximen Chuxue lay down in it.

Then the tub of hot water turned into blood water, cold and sticky. Drops of water dripped down and landed on Ximen Chuxue's face. Then, large clumps of hair came out from the cracks in the ceiling. Faint and hoarse laughter echoed in the bathroom.

At that moment, Ximen Chuxue couldn't even get out of the bathtub immediately. Some rather unpleasant memories filled his mind.

The Forgotten Tower, the underground prison, and Andariel's blood pool filled with corpses...

Ximen Chuxue closed his eyes, leaned over the bathtub and took three deep breaths.

Then he stood up from the bathtub, and then he flew out of the bathroom with the bathtub and blood, and shattered on the wall of the living room, making the living room a mess.

This was the first loud noise to reach downstairs.

The hoarse laughter suddenly stopped, as if something was strangling its throat.

Ximen Chuxue looked at the hair coming out from the ceiling. He reached out his hand, grabbed the hair, and pulled out the ghost. The ghost trembled in his hand.

The ghost was thrown out like a bathtub and flattened against the window like a mosquito.

This was the short scream that came downstairs.

Of course, the evil ghost was not so easy to kill. It was cruelly taken down from the window and thrown to the ground. Then, the pure mahogany sofa fell on its head and smashed it into pieces. Then there was another loud noise.

Finally, the evil ghost was lifted up by its hair. Ximen Chuxue stared at it and said only two words.

"Hot water."

……

"You must stay away from him, he... is a demon scarier than a ghost!" After coming down from upstairs, Yue Lingshan held Guan Minghui's hand and warned her earnestly: "I have never seen a more brutal person than him! If you run to him rashly like this, he will definitely twist your head off! It's so scary, he is even scarier than my teammate!"

Guan Minghui nodded repeatedly.

At five o'clock in the morning, when it was still dark, Guan Minghui quietly slipped out of the door, took out a bunch of food and daily necessities from the warehouse, packed them in cartons, happily climbed up to the twelfth floor in one breath, and knocked on Ximen Chuxue's door.

Downstairs, Yue Lingshan was surrounded by four or five people, both men and women, with the same excited expressions on their faces.

"Can you use that skill again? Use it in the warehouse over there. Look at the atmosphere in here. It's like a haunted house!"

"Well, I just want to charge my phone... As we all know, you can't refuse an NPC's request, right?"

……

Kurast Harbor, inside the Prison of Hate.

The poisonous fog spread throughout the entire dungeon. A demon several meters tall waved its arms, and the horns on its head flashed a faint cold light.

Mephisto, one of the three demons of hell, the dark team went through untold hardships to find her lair.

Lu Xiaofeng spat out a mouthful of black blood under the attack of the poisonous fog, but he still persisted and struggled to throw out the scroll of town-to-town exchange in his hand.

It was thrown on Mephisto's head, and the scroll opened. A dozen people jumped out of the light gate, and they chopped down with all kinds of rune-carved weapons. But in just a moment, thousands of ice arrows shot towards them, lightning exploded, and after a loud bang, the entire army was wiped out.

The poisonous fog became thicker, and portals opened one after another. In just a few moments, thirty people left behind more than a hundred corpses.

"This won't work. It's useless no matter how much strength I add. I can't stand at all without maxing out my poison resistance! My skills are completely useless too." Li Mochou paced back and forth angrily.

"But the monsters in the Spider Forest have all been killed. I don't have any points. How can I increase my poison resistance?"

"Actually, there is a skill that might be useful."

"You mean..."

"Shake hands and make peace." Lu Xiaofeng said, "Shaking hands and making peace can at least control that guy. As long as the antidote comes up, with so many of us, we won't have to worry about not being able to kill that sheep scorpion!"

(End of this chapter)