Chapter 221:

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Under the threat of the slit female scissors, the writer ghost released his hand from the heart and opened the distance with the computer. During the period of leaving the scissors, its hand was still crowing cock. She stretched up and down, as if she was constantly complimenting the beauty of the slither.
With a slight movement of the huge giant scissors, the writer ghost pressed the side of the scissors with his drawn right hand.
The rift girl used a little force and impatiently tried to withdraw her weapon, preparing to leave.
But before leaving, she thought of Sherlock's words, the tips of the scissors moved slightly--
The writer ghost put his hands together in horror, the index finger and the index finger intersected, the thumb was against the thumb, and the woman fell in love.
Gap Girl: "..."
With a click, she cut off the long nail of the writer's middle finger.
The white debris fell on the carpet, and its nail was so concave and mixed in the five fingers, which looked extremely uncoordinated.
She didn't seem interested in taking a guest role as the manicurist of the hand ghost, so she cut a finger of her and disappeared into the room.
While the writer ghost was stroking his back and forth with his other hand, Xiao Li took the laptop in front of it, and the interface on the computer screen was the web version of the novel "His She". The writer ghost was replying to comments before.
He moved the mouse, clicked on the author's backstage, and entered the modification interface of this article. The article is staying in the last chapter of the update.
But the strange thing is that the author ID in the background of the update page is blank. I don't know if it is Sintian's own setting or some kind of hint.
Xiao Li clicked into the "Update New Chapter" page, and a dialog box for adding a new article popped up. He put his hands on the keyboard and didn't press it down.
Wang Huai was busy taking pictures of the self-pity writer ghosts. Compared with this awake photographer who suddenly woke up, Ye Lingshi and the other three were more concerned about whether he could leave the house. He lay down. At the table, looking at the scene, tentatively asked: "Are you going to continue writing?"
Xiao Li: "Yes, if this is the world of novels, writing with the original author's account is the easiest way to end it."
"Then why don't you hurry up and write?" Ye Ziye urged, and he gave an ending. "Just write the following? For example, the administrators successfully found a solution and left Xiao Wu's room."
"There must be a reasonable plot development so that this ending will not be so abrupt..."
Xiao Li habitually tapped on the keyboard with his fingers, and then wrote immediately at the end of the previous chapter: [After reading those strange and distant comments, Kou Tian was also a little lonely after laughing.
An idea suddenly emerged in his heart. He didn’t want to let others continue to write his own novel. It felt like his child was not only taken away by a stranger, and the child only recognized the stranger. He wanted to follow him. The idea continues.
This kind of thinking was so strong that even if Kou Tianming knew that he was not as good as the stranger, he still chose to open the next chapter. He continued to write:
"This group of administrators who replaced Xiao Wu entered this room, but they did not give up. They have been looking for a way to survive. In fact, the way to survive is very simple, that is—"
Kou Tian wrote here and got stuck again. After all, this Xiao Wu's story was not written by him, it was from the stranger sequel, so his already rigid thinking could not match the other side's thinking at all.
It is the best choice to give up the update now, but Kou Tian has committed that stubbornness at this time. He must update. In the end, he forcibly finds a bull's head and is wrong, and he will even be sprayed for no logical reason. :
"That is to break the cycle of Xiao Wu, cut off the Mobius ring, and exert influence on the author. Through the influence on me, they successfully left this room."
Kou Tian pressed the update and set to release this chapter in five minutes. 】

After Xiao Li finished writing, the chapter he wrote was also set to be released five minutes later.
He exited the background: "Wait and see."
Sun Jiaming slapped his head: "I have to be confused by this bunch of Kou Tian, ​​Sin Tian, ​​and Xiao Wu. It feels like Chinese and Chinese."
"What about this writer?" Ye Lingshi straightened up and looked at the hand that had been separated from the computer.
The writer ghost clasped his hands together, and the thief shook the samurai in front of him spiritually, making a posture of worship.
"boom--"
At this moment, the glass was filled with water by Xiao Wu, and the glass placed on the edge of the table suddenly fell to the ground with a loud noise, hot water splashed, and glass scattered on the floor.
Ye Lingshi's expression changed, "Wu's invisible guest is still there?"
"Leave him alone, let's wait for five minutes." Ye Ziye waited wholeheartedly for the update of the novel. Soon, after they waited anxiously, five minutes passed and a new chapter was released.
Xiao Li reached out to touch the computer for the first time, but this time the computer seemed to crash, stuck on the previous page, and couldn't move no matter how much he tapped.
What's more, when he was about to give up calling Wang Huai, the computer crashed and the screen went black.
At the same time, the writer ghost who had been beside him disappeared, just like Xiao Wu was silent at the time.
When Ye Lingshi saw this, he couldn't help but feel an unknown premonition. He quickly lowered his head and took out his mobile phone to enter the novel page.
[NO.1 Did the netizens update Sintian today? Comments: Is there a three-shift today? ! Is this still my sinful sky that never adds more changes every day? 】
The comments below were filled with shocked faces.
Ye Lingshi purchased the content of that chapter, clicked in, quickly browsed through it, and said solemnly: "The content has changed."
It is completely different from the chapter that Xiao Li posted from the backstage of the computer. After it was sent out, it looked like a new one, as if it had been rewritten. From the mobile phone, the update of this chapter looks like this:
[Kou Tian looked at his novel in surprise, he found that today’s sequel writer had written the third update surprisingly, he was lying on the bed with anticipation, and looked through the third update expectantly:
The administrators who entered the house to replace Xiao Wu encountered a dilemma. They could feel the time being gradually reduced. Unlike Xiao Wu, they have more experience in dealing with this situation.
The leaders tried to find a way out of the cycle. They were hopeful, but they failed as they approached success.
They sat in the living room, and the frustration spread in it.
At this moment, a doorbell suddenly came from the door.
One sound, two sound, broke the silence.
One of the young men with eyes helped his glasses and came to the door with a panic expression.
This is an old-fashioned house. There is no peephole on the wooden door. He cannot see outside, so he can only boldly rush outside and ask, "Who?"
No one responded.
He communicated with the rest of the administrators for a while, and finally decided to open a small gap in the wooden door. From the crack of the door, there was nothing outside, only the iron door that was closed before, and the thick layer of dust at the door...
--wrong!
There is one thing that did not exist before, rows of footprints appeared on this layer of dust!
Someone was standing at the door, "he" rang the doorbell, but he couldn't see him.
The young man in glasses was taken aback, he quickly closed the door with a "pop", and then said something to his companions.
After closing the door, he was distraught. There was always an illusion of being invaded in the house, but thinking about it, it should be an illusion. He hadn't opened the door wide at all, so it was so small that guests from outside should not be able to enter.
However, these administrators cannot see, a group of invisible guests have entered the room, they are sitting or standing listening to them.
What they are less likely to know is that these invisible guests are actually themselves.
In the dead silence, the invisible guests got up from the sofa, "they" accidentally knocked down the table, one of them fell heavily on the glass dross, but it didn't matter, "they" were right. Ready to go to bed and sleep.
Administrators, please read my advice clearly. You must be careful, otherwise you will become you when "they" wake up. 】

When Wang Huai saw the last sentence, he raised his eyebrows: "Changed perspective."
The sequel's story perspective has changed from the third person to the second person, which proves that the ghost who wrote the story is hiding behind the scenes and has been observing in secret.
In the scene, the only youth wearing glasses was Yokoye. Seeing that he appeared in the update of the novel, he habitually helped his glasses: "There will be a door bell next? Then if we don't open the door, they can still Come in?"
Ye Lingshi: "I think it's useless. As long as the author updates a chapter and says that these guests will teleport, they will appear directly in front of us—"
Before he finished his words, he heard a loud "dingdong!"
Ziye Ye stared at the wooden door hesitantly, as if his eyes could penetrate it: "Am I going?"
Before he could finish his words, Xiao Li stood up and opened the wooden door. The wooden door hit the wall, and the wall covering fell from the top of his head.
"Welcome." He stretched his tone, and the ending sounded upward, and the light sounded ill-intentioned.
Ye Ye: "..."
There was no one at the door, only the footprints in the dust proved the arrival of these guests.
Xiao Li silently counted five times in his heart, then closed the door "pop", and asked the air in a tone of false enthusiasm: "Would you like tea?"
"Don't drink? Okay, you have to drink it yourself." He played a one-man show, and his acting was once very lifelike.
Even Ye Lingshi couldn't help but ask: "...Did you really see it?"
"No," Xiao Li said, "but the guests have come, it would be impolite not to entertain you like this."
He sat back on the sofa again, but not long after, with the advancement of time and progress, a huge sound came from the living room to the master bedroom, and the entire table was knocked to the floor by half a meter. Then came the sound of heavy objects hitting the floor!
Everything reflects the plot in the novel.
An invisible guest fell down.
Ye Lingshi watched this scene, he jumped up, holding the charm in his hand, and did not use it without authorization. In this posture, cold sweat was already on his forehead, and he asked Xiao Li, "Do you want to stop them from falling asleep?"
Or prevent these invisible selves from entering the room?
The uninvited guests did not exhale in pain, so the reincarnations did not know their exact location.
Xiao Li bypassed the glass and the overturned table on the ground, unscrewed the door of the master bedroom, walked in first, and pressed the switch on the wall light.
Compared with the second bedroom, the space of the master bedroom is twice as large. The most conspicuous one is the double bed in the center. He hadn't seen it clearly because of the light problem before. Only then did he discover that the sheets and quilts were all white.
Ordinary people's bed sheets and quilt cover are always a little colorful, not to mention the girlish Sailor Moon bed sheets in the second bedroom, even the old lady will have the corresponding old-fashioned broken flowers, but the main bedroom bed sheet is white.
In front of Xiao Li's eyes, the originally flat sheets gradually protruded outward like a balloon, and a "human"-shaped object was lying stiffly under the quilt.
There is no spectacular scene of five people lying in a row like Wang Huai said, this time there is only one person.
The other guests remained invisible, only one chose to go to bed.
Ye Lingshi followed Xiao Li and approached the bed. Seeing that the figure on the bed became more and more obvious, the whole master bedroom became more and more cold, as if...
Morgue.
They were standing in the morgue, and the bodies in front of them were covered with white cloth that symbolized their status.
And under the white cloth is one of them.
While Ye Lingshi thought of these, Xiao Li beside him stretched out his hand and lifted the white cloth without hesitation.
It was Ye Ye's face that appeared in front of everyone.
Under the white quilt, Ye Zi Ye did not wear that iconic pair of glasses. He closed his eyes tightly and looked calm. Even the acne scars beside his nose were restored. This is Ye Zi Ye himself. Even if he stands together, there is no one. It can be distinguished.
This person who looked exactly like Ye Ziye had no breathing, no heartbeat, lying here cold all over.
"This is me...?! The next one to die is me?" Ye Ziye tried his best to control his emotions. He swallowed the whimper in his throat again, comforting himself, "It's okay, we still have time, We can leave."
Ye Lingshi came to his side and comfortably hugged the younger descendant of his own family: "Calm down."
Ye Ziye nodded. He was a senior reincarnation. Although he never thought that he would be in reality, he had to face it at this moment. He rubbed his nose: "Since we know it is me, what shall we do? How to wake him up?"
Xiao Li walked to the other side of the bed, stretched out his hand, opened the closet, and closed it again.
Sun Jiaming's face was also not good, he surrounded the people on the bed: "He is not asleep, he is dead, can a dead body fall asleep? How to wake a dead body?"
Ye Ziye originally tried his best to calm down, but now when he said this, he tremblingly said, "Then I am not dead?"
"Moreover, I don't think we can do anything to this corpse," Wang Huai said, adding fuel to the fire. He stretched out his hand to measure its breathing and pulled the quilt over his head again. "After all, what we are doing with it now, It will be returned to you tomorrow."
"Of course, if we are still there," he added.
"No solution?" Ye Ziye's hand was tightly grasped on the door frame to support himself from falling down, "But there must be a way--"
He just wanted to say "The dungeon will not arrange absolutely unsolvable tasks", but suddenly remembered that it is in reality now, not in the dungeon mission at all. What will happen in reality, everything may not be known.
On the one hand, the ghosts in reality are not as "experienced" and resentful as in the dungeon, but on the other hand, there is no restriction here.
The young man turned pale, and the decrees on both sides of his cheeks became deeper.
Except for the voices of a few of them, there is no outside noise in the room, even a few birdsong, the natural circulation of air can not be heard, here is an independent and enclosed environment, quiet enough to almost people can hear themselves Tinnitus.
They were discussing, Xiao Li rummaged over the closet and other places over there. He squatted down and was about to look at the kung fu under the bed, when the mobile phone that had been stuck on his body suddenly shook.
In this position, with his knees on the floor, he first glanced at the empty bottom of the bed, then turned on the screen and found that it was a message from Shen Mirage.
Shen Mirage: [I will pick you up. 】
On this message, Shen Mizhi expressed dissatisfaction with the little black cat sleeping on Xiao Li's bed: [He often sleeps here like this? 】
The reply to him was a message that Xiao Li sent to him while waiting for a taxi, saying that he and other people would come to Shililu to deal with the supernatural incident, lest Shen Mirage could not find him, so he ran downstairs to blow. Cold wind.
but……
Can you receive news from outside here? There is absolutely no signal in the copy.
Xiao Li: [No, I will go back soon. 】
He clicked to send, put the phone away, and turned his head, facing Wang Huai's face close at hand, and almost missed it.
Xiao Li leaned back to avoid hitting Wang Huai's nose. His elbow slammed into the floor firmly, taking a breath of pain, "What are you doing?"
Wang Huai stretched out and pulled him up: "Let me see what you are doing, what is your guilty conscience, and the reaction is so big, boyfriend Cha Gang?"
Xiao Li: "...not a boyfriend."
Wang Huai was obviously willing to commit suicide. He was very dedicated and said: "Do you think I will believe it? If this matter is spread out again, it will be that you will meet me at night, accidentally involved in this incident, and your boyfriend is outside. Waiting foolishly."
"You still don't mention me, avoid suspicion."
Xiao Li: "..."
After a short silence, he tried to get the topic back on track: "I'm looking for something."
"What is it?" It was Ye Ziye who spoke. He was the most anxious and the one who cared most about the solution.
Xiao Li's eyes searched every inch of the master bedroom: "I don't know. Maybe it's a computer, maybe a notebook, maybe a pen, but it must be related to a novel."
"What do you mean?"
The movement of Xiao Li's hand kept moving. He opened the drawer and poured out all the odds and ends. He found a few ballpoint pens, hair straps, and sunscreen.
"I said before. The point is not how to wake up the guest who looks like your corpse, but the novel."
"I divided this novel into three levels."
"The first level is reality. It is the novel by the author Sintian, and it is also the update we have been seeing on mobile phones, "His She"."
"The second layer is a horror novel updated after the return of "His She". The protagonist in it is Kou Tian. Kou Tian's home has received invisible guests. He wrote his inspiration into a novel and attracted sequels. "
"We can boldly guess that the so-called sequel is actually the original author of Sintian."
"The third layer is Kou Tian's novels. The world written by the sequel, from the world view to the existence of Xiao Wu, is the lowest and the inner layer."
"If Xiao Wu can also write novels, maybe we will see the fourth and fifth floors, but fortunately, there are only three floors here."
"It's just that these three floors are all in the same place, that is this room. Sintian writes in this room, Kou Tian is also in this room, and Xiao Wu is even more so."
"But these floors are not fixed, they will float randomly over time, just like when we first saw Xiao Wu, and saw two of her corpses in the master bedroom, we were on the third floor." Xiao Li slowly manages Said, after turning over the master bedroom, he went to the second bedroom again, "and we found that Xiao Wu appeared in the update of Sintian. When she suddenly disappeared, we entered the second floor. There was nothing on the master bedroom. , And Kou Tian was replying to his comments in front of the laptop."
"As for why Kou Tian only has one pair of hands, I have to ask Sin Tian. Perhaps it is to make up for his regret that his writing speed is too slow, so he set Kou Tian a codeword tool ghost. "Xiao Li speculated without authorization." Closer to home, we shuttled through the three-story novel, but there must be something that followed us, and that is Sintian himself, or the props he used to write the essay..."
When he said this, Ye Ziye suddenly became excited, and he followed Xiao Li through the cabinets.
Compared with Xiao Li, his actions were much more rude. Those storage boxes placed in the second bedroom were directly opened and placed on the sheets, leaving no trace.
It even includes the toilet, under the toilet paper, flipping through the toilet reading materials, and the kitchen.
Tan Li even rolled up a stack of A4 paper with his hair, and put it aside when he saw Xiao Li shaking his head.
No, no, no.
In just two hours, the old house was so big, five people rummaged every inch of the floor, almost lifting the mattress.
The most suspected laptop and an old notebook have been read over and over many times.
Ye Ye Ye frustrated and said, "Could it be that we are in the wrong direction?"
He didn't attribute the error to Sherlock, but took it together.
Xiao Li grabbed a handful of hair, he just sat cross-legged on the chilly floor, turned on the phone, and when he refreshed the webpage, he found that Sintian had changed another chapter five seconds ago!
[NO.1 Netizen's comment: Damn it, four changes have been made, is this really that short, weak and broken sin? 】
[NO.2 Comments from netizens: Although, this chapter is so short, it only has 1 coin. 】
update content:
[It’s been a long time, but the administrators are still looking for the so-called key props in the old house. They are looking for coordinates, but do the coordinates really exist?
Or does that thing actually exist in a place they will never find?
They are wasting time, because the daylight is getting closer, the uninvited guest on the bed will wake up, and when he wakes up, one of them will fall asleep instead of him.
--forever. 】
Ye Ziye squeezed the phone tightly, and he was even more frantically buried in the process of finding something.
A place you will never find.
Xiao Li didn't move, he repeated this sentence in his heart, suddenly like lightning piercing the night, he suddenly understood where the so-called coordinates were.
He waved at the others: "Take out the task book and mobile phone."
"What?" Sun Jiaming asked blankly.
"In the merged layers of space, there is something like the zero point of the coordinate axis, which will not be shaken and will almost never be found, ourselves."
"If Sin Tian is on us..." Xiao Li didn't finish.
Others have already taken out their own task notebooks and mobile phones from their bodies, and Xiao Li flipped through them one by one. Finally, he held down Sun Jiaming's task notebook and pulled out a stack of pale yellow paper from the constantly tumbling face. .
These papers are very similar to the paper that comes with the task book. It is even more difficult to distinguish after being inserted, but after being pulled out like this, the handwriting will continue to appear automatically, and all of them are erased. It looks like a sheet. Blank paper.
At the moment this piece of paper was clipped, the whole house had a subtle change, the air began to circulate, and the sound of an elevated car passing by was heard from outside the window.
A light blue halo emerged from the paper in Xiao Li's hand. It was so inconspicuous, as if some kind of dazzling illusion had penetrated into his pocket.
And this piece of paper wanted to run in the same way, but was firmly held in the palm of his hand by Xiao Li: "You either?"
He asked the others.
"No, no," Ye Ziye shook his head quickly.
Ye Lingshi was rather moved, but the gentleman didn’t take advantage of others. Sherlock resolved this matter. He would not take the spoils. He also refused: "Just keep it. Together."
Congratulations to Sherlock's +1!
He secretly said inwardly.
Xiao Li clamped it with a small yellow notebook. He faintly saw a line of words on the small yellow notebook. He didn't read it carefully, and he closed the page directly: "Let's go."
This old house is still the same, but everything is covered with dust, not only the doorway, including the floor, sofa, it seems that no one lives for a long time, the floor is full of footprints left by everyone.
This is how it looks in reality.
Everyone pushed open the iron door, and the long-lost staircase reappeared, facing the house, like a passage to the world.

Xiao Li took advantage of the darkness to walk down the fourth floor and was imprisoned in that small room for three hours. At this moment, he reintegrated into the darkness, making his remaining sleepiness disappear without a trace.
He hadn't figured out how to go back yet. He was wondering whether to call for a rental again or just hitchhiking Ye Lingshi's ride, and he saw the familiar Maybach in the corner.
The young man in the car wore a knee-length black windbreaker, and he was obviously icy, but the moment he saw him, his eyebrows softened slightly.
Xiao Li tilted his head and admired him for a while, the distance between his eyebrows was greatly diluted: "I said you don't need to come over."
Shen Mirage stared at him, a shallow curve drawn on his lips, "Yeah."
He laughed in a low voice, with a sultry muffled voice, "But I want to see you."
Xiao Li's eyes softened, he blinked and said nothing.
Shen Mirchi stretched out his hand to shook the opponent's hand, with a little cluelessness: "Moreover, I don't like to leave your business to others."
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