To save him some face, Zhu Lin did not expose him.
After all, she had gained quite a bit.
The silent understanding between the two made Nan Bei, who was following behind, extremely confused. She had said she came in to find Zhong Yan, but now she was holding another person. It didn't look right.
Had she changed her mind?
But they had only just entered, she was too fickle.
"Keep up."
Zhu Lin already had a guess in mind and was thinking about how to test it. She couldn't let them fall behind.
Nan Bei stopped his thoughts and followed with his people.
They walked up the stairs made of blue bricks. The corridor was lined with graffiti murals popular in the Middle Ages. The style was bizarre, and the colors were dim, giving people the illusion of entering a haunted house.
It was an illusion; this place was far more terrifying than a haunted house.
Shen Yu kept looking back and asked, "Are we there yet? Is the corridor this long?"
"We should be close. What are you looking at?"
Beside him was Zhan Ying.
Shen Yu couldn't help but glance back again. "I always feel like something is following us. I look back, and there's nothing there."
Zhan Ying also looked when she heard this.
The empty, dark corridor revealed nothing, and no sound could be heard.
"It's your imagination. Besides, why would anyone follow us? Aren't they doing the mission?"
Shen Yu felt slightly relieved.
But he was still uneasy. He darted forward and squeezed next to the middle-aged man, saying, "Brother Lu, I'm scared. I'll walk beside you."
"There are so many of us, what are you afraid of?"
That's what he said, but in a place like this, anyone would feel a bit uneasy.
They went from the fifth floor back to the fourth, from the right side of the castle to the left. They had to go down the stairs. After turning the corner, Shen Yu didn't hear any movement from behind for a while, so he turned back in confusion.
"Ah!"
"What's wrong with you again? Always so jumpy."
He pointed behind him in fright and said, "Zhan Ying, she's gone?"
"Who did you say is gone? Are you crazy?"
It was Zhan Ying.
She was to their right, looking at Shen Yu with displeasure. "What's wrong with you? You're acting crazy. Scared? If you're scared, don't come."
"I'm not..."
"Keep up!"
Nan Bei spoke, interrupting Shen Yu's impending words.
The entire game world's magnetic field was off. It was too easy to affect people and stir up negative emotions. He thought they were just being influenced at the moment.
As soon as he spoke, everyone stopped and quickly followed.
Soon, they arrived at Room 404 on the fourth floor.
"It was 004 just now, and now it's 404. Why are they all so unlucky?"
Nan Bei glanced at him. "Psychological suggestion, don't be affected."
How did this place create such a terrifying atmosphere?
It was by using all sorts of props and suggestions to gradually intensify people's fear, and then with just a little noise, they could drive someone mad.
"Oh." Shen Yu shivered. "So, are we... going in?"
"This time there isn't..."
"Bang!"
Zhu Lin, who was at the forefront, suddenly raised her foot and kicked open the locked door. The lock could not bear the weight and fell off, and the door hung precariously.
"Key." Shen Yu swallowed, his admiration for her growing even more.
The card flew into the room with Nan Bei and instantly illuminated the entire space.
If all the rooms outside had been uninhabited for hundreds of years, this one looked like the owner had just stepped out and hadn't returned.
Vibrant, dew-kissed rose flowers, a clean carpet on the floor, retro leather sofas, new paintings on the walls, classical decorations, and a comfortable Simmons bed...
Someone was living here.
"Is someone living here?"
Zhu Lin said nothing. She carried the person in and placed him on the bed, thoughtfully pulling the quilt over him. Then, as if casually, she kissed his cheek before returning to the living room.
"Miss Jiang, you?" Nan Bei had a lot of questions, but he didn't know where to start.
After all, there was so much he didn't know.
"Sit down, we can rest here for a while today."
The others were not as optimistic as she was.
They had been looking for clues just now, and now they were told to rest, which was hard for them to process.
But everyone was indeed tired and sat down on the sofas.
"Oh, there's tea here too."
Seeing the blue and white porcelain tea set on the coffee table, Shen Yu reached out to pour some tea.
"Crack!"
Nan Bei slapped him, and the teapot fell onto the coffee table. It didn't break, but "tea" flowed out.
A dark, viscous liquid, emitting a foul, nauseating odor.
"Holy crap!" Shen Yu retreated, almost pulling Zhan Ying down with him.
"What are you doing?"
It was this angry question that made Zhu Lin look up.
Fake.
When was she replaced?
When they came over just now, through that long corridor and the stairs, she hadn't paid much attention to them. She had been replaced.
She stood up.
Everyone's gaze followed her.
The next second, Zhu Lin conjured a light sword in her hand and directly pierced Zhan Ying's body.
"Ah! What are you doing!"