Chapter 538

After walking in the desert for a whole day, Lin Sanjiu finally admitted something reluctantly.

... she's lost.

As soon as the idea floated from her heart, she immediately felt that she was weak and had no strength to walk again under her feet. "Gudong" sat on the ground. Through the fabric of her pants, her skin can clearly feel the burnt yellow sand. At first, it was very hot, and gradually it became hot.

Gasping for breath, she took a sip of the mineral water in her hand, and Lin Sanjiu looked up again - although she had done this action many times in the past day.

Two days ago, she escaped from the mountains and forests with Bohemia. Not long after escaping, she came to this desert. Then, it is reasonable that the mountain forest should not be far away. At least at the end of her eyes, on the horizon of the desert, there should be a faint shadow of some mountains.

However, the terrain of God's love is simply unreasonable.

She walked for a long time in the direction where she lost her gift bag in her memory. As far as her eyes were concerned, there was still only yellow sand, and there was no trace of mountains and forests - in fact, even if she suddenly stepped into the sea with her next foot, I'm afraid Lin Sanjiu wouldn't be surprised at this time.

Fortunately, although Ji Shanqing was not found, he did not see any miracles.

There is nothing in the desert except yellow sand. Without the foundation of feeding meat people and carving gods, there will naturally be no gods. The gift bag is so smart. Maybe you will find this and hide in the desert?

Lin Sanjiu thought for a while and felt that this possibility was not impossible; After resting for a while, she felt that she had accumulated some strength again, so she stood up again and casually chose a direction to move forward.

The dust in the air seemed to suck away all the water in the human body. Even if she drank bottle by bottle, she couldn't put out the itchy smoke in her throat. The skin was scratched by gravel and soaked in sweat. It felt as if it had sunk dozens of kilograms. The longer you walk, the more people want to get out of this skin bag.

Walking and stopping for an afternoon, just when Lin Sanjiu was tired and depressed, she just crossed a sand dune - at the moment, the sun tilted westward, and the white fog on her head darkened again; With the ambiguous light of the evening, she raised her eyes and was suddenly slightly surprised.

Under the sand dunes, a white painted brick house is standing at this time.

The brick house is flat, and the paint color is brand-new. There is not even a spot eroded by the wind and sand. It is connected by several rooms. It doesn't look like a residential house - in fact, it doesn't have any architectural style. Even if it is a public toilet, it doesn't seem too much.

His eyes fell on the brick house. Lin Sanjiu didn't move, but squatted down and looked at the brick house from a distance with a sigh.

How can there be brick houses in such a desert?

... no need to approach or look more. Just glancing at it, she guessed: this must be a copy.

"There's no time to enter the copy now," Lin Sanjiu thought, patted the sand on her body and stood up - she was about a hundred meters away from the brick house at this time. If she didn't want to enter the copy, she should just bypass it.

I didn't expect that as soon as she got up and didn't step out, she suddenly heard a greeting behind her: "Oh, are you passing?"

Damn, I was "caught" by this copy after all - Lin Sanjiu scolded in his heart and turned his eyes vigilantly.

A dry looking old man in a straw hat stood silently at the door. At this time, he was looking at her with his head outstretched. He carried a palm fan in his thin arm and fanned himself one after another.

"Girl, are you a passer-by?" Maybe he didn't answer when he saw Lin Sanjiu. He asked again.

Lin Sanjiu didn't say anything, just nodded, but stepped back two steps.

"Come in and have a look." the old man's voice was dry and hoarse, and his attitude eagerly pointed to the door with a fan: "... It's also a fate to pass here. Come in and have a look. I guarantee it's interesting. The ticket is not expensive."

She has seen many copies, but she has never seen such a person begging someone to enter - Lin Sanjiu raised an eyebrow in doubt: "this... Where is this?"

The old man looked like a guide in a dilapidated scenic spot. He sighed at the speech and said, "in this house, there is a 'famous serial murder experience game'. I promise you, it's really fun! Alas, no one has passed through this place for a long time. It's too difficult to gather together a few guests for a tour."

Yes, the evolutionist was either caught by God or killed. I don't think he will have a chance to enter the copy - Lin Sanjiu shook his head at him and walked away.

"Hey, this game is very interesting. It's neither dangerous nor expensive!" The old man rushed out a few steps and stopped a few meters away from the brick house. He couldn't go far anymore - replica creatures probably couldn't be too far away from the replica.

"... please feel sorry for me for once. Today, three guests finally came, and now only one is short of starting the tour. If you don't come, they will all be scattered..."

"Three guests?" Lin Sanjiu was stunned and stopped. "What kind of guests are they?"

Seeing that she didn't continue to walk, the old man's eyes suddenly lit up and his tone warmed up: "... The first few were male guests, all young, in their twenties and thirties. Two of them came together, and the other looked younger than them and looked gentle..."

Lin Sanjiu's heart thumped, and he couldn't help glancing at the masonry room, as if he could penetrate the wall and see whether the person inside was Ji Shanqing. The appearance of the gift bag is gentle. People who say he is a man or a woman have it. It is also possible for the old man to admit his mistake

After thinking for a while, she sighed and walked down the dune.

Even if she knew that the hope would not be too great, she still couldn't help but go in and have a look. The entrance and exit of the copy may not be the same. She may not wait for those people to come out in front of her.

"In that case, I'll go in and have a look." In case, Lin Sanjiu had held [Combat items] in his hand, "did you just say that you still need to charge tickets?"

"Yes," the old man seemed unable to believe his good luck, and laughed repeatedly, "but it's not expensive, it's not expensive at all! It costs almost nothing."

Brick houses look bland and even boring. Lin Sanjiu stood at the door of its glass gate and asked suspiciously: "... What does it mean to be inexpensive?"

"Just give me a white thing."

It's interesting - Lin Sanjiu took out a white towel from the card library, just how much she wanted: "is this OK?"

"OK, OK!" The old man took the towel and pushed the glass door open for her first step, welcoming Lin Sanjiu in; There was no light inside, only a cool gloom. It was vaguely clear that this was a hall as useless as the outside.

The area of the hall is not large. There are posters on the wall one after another, so you can't see the content clearly. In the faint green light of the indicator light, a door with the words "entrance" was standing silently at the other end of the hall.

"Didn't you say there were three others?"

"Yes, you can see three other tourists after you enter this entrance." The old man's speech speed suddenly became fluent, It seems that I don't know how many times I have said the next paragraph: "this murder experience game is very safe, and the background is all from the real murder cases in the world. After you go in, you will be randomly assigned to the role of the murder together with several other tourists. Of course, you will never be assigned to the role of the murderer - after all, you are still waiting for you to catch the murderer."

While listening to him, Lin Sanjiu came to the door that said "entrance". She stopped and asked, "do you have to catch the murderer to end the game?"

"No, no, in case you can't catch it, isn't the game over?" The old man cherished the white towel in his hand and said with a smile, "in fact, this is just an experience game. You can do whatever you want in it - protect the victim, catch the murderer, visit the scenery, and even eat and drink... It's OK. It depends on what you like."

"How can I end the game?"

"When that murderer is caught or calms down and doesn't commit a crime, the game will naturally end. The event process in the game is consistent with history. Even if you fail to catch the murderer, it doesn't affect it."

As he spoke, the old man opened the door for Lin Sanjiu.

"You haven't told me what the murder is -"

Lin Sanjiu still had a lot to ask before entering, so he held the door with one hand; But I didn't expect that as soon as the door opened, a cool wind blew up, like a strong rope, and rolled her in at the waist - with her strength, she had no resistance at all, and stumbled into the dark air behind the door.

Vaguely, from behind her came a "Dong" when the door was closed - Lin Sanjiu hurriedly stabilized his feet, looked around, and was stunned.

The thin rain filled the sky and earth, smearing the dark blue morning into a hazy. The flagstone road is not flat, and there are watery lights, which sink with mud and ash. Even if it is wet and cold, the air is still filled with a faint smell of sulfur; Through the thick smoke, on the narrow aisle separated by European buildings, it took a long time to vaguely see a carriage passing far away.

Hearing the water splashing nearby, three figures approached from the side and stopped beside her. Lin Sanjiu suddenly turned his head, but then he was shrouded in disappointment.

Among the three tourists, there is no Ji Shanqing.

"This... Where is this?" A tall and long man turned his eyes blankly; Beside him is a version that looks a little like him, but is short and a few years younger - both of them have irregular faces like potatoes and look like brothers.

"This is London, England, in the 19th century."

Another young man was beside them and whispered. It seemed to be aware of Lin Sanjiu's eyes. The gentle young man immediately lowered his head uneasily and said in a thinner voice: "... To be exact, I guess it should be 1888... The age of Jack the Ripper."