Program group "… "
… the script is not like that.
In the setting of this dungeon, the tour guide has a personal relationship with the apprentice and master of ceremonies of the descendant, and is responsible for soliciting customers for them.
He not only solicits customers, but also works as a second-order dealer, selling tourist information.
A tour guide is someone who can easily grasp all the tourist identification information without easily arousing suspicion.
Moreover, most of the people who come to Tyrande will worship Buddha and burn incense, and they must reveal their birthdays, so that the masters in the temple can measure the good and bad, and calculate the future.
The tour guide will send out these seemingly insignificant things at will, in exchange for some cigarette money.
As for what the master of ceremonies were going to do, he didn't care.
Anyway, every time after the guests are delivered to their seats, the tour guide will retreat and go back to the bus to play games.
In this tour group, there are six people's birthdays, which are exactly what the head-turning teacher needs to practice "longevity and descending".
Their natal chart coincides with the six evil stars "Singxing, Mars, Dikong, Dijie, Qingyang, and Dharan".
Nan Zhou and the others were supposed to be the six destined unlucky ones.
Nan Zhou's natal chart is the robbery of sailing in the waves and wandering all his life.
Jiang Fang is a ruthless, indifferent, procrastinating and deceitful Dara.
Li Yinhang represents Qingyang, who is determined to go his own way and dare to try.
Shao Mingzhe is a stubborn, stubborn Mars.
Cao Shuguang is an impatient, daring, weird-tempered Ling Xing.
And Ma Xiaopei is vain and unrealistic.
The brain of the calamity, the heart of the Dharani, the guts of the sheep, the kidney of the Mars, the lung of the bell and the star, and the liver of the earth and the sky, after being extracted and evolved with the life plate, they become "longevity and descent", which can help people live long.
This is a rare opportunity, and it is also a "no coincidence will not become a book" given by the copy.
In the face of this group of ignorant people who are waiting to be slaughtered, the head-turning teacher is overjoyed, and he pulls his own senior brother with superb skills to do this big thing with him.
Therefore, the next plot should be that these idiots were tricked to the scene of bowing their heads and spent money to court death.
They'll think they've seen a great show.
In fact, the "peace curse" imposed on them is the real curse, allowing the head descender to locate their existence at any time.
For the next 14 days, they will suffer from all kinds of strange phenomena in their lives.
They want to know that someone is plotting their heart, liver, spleen, lung and kidney through continuous investigation in a foreign country where they can't speak the language and have no way to seek help, and try to survive this fantastic and inexplicable horror.
… everything is supposed to be like this.
If Nan Zhou hadn't made the head of one of the important bosses, the head of the head-turning senior, into a flower pot.
In fact, when Nan Zhou offered to drip blood, the head descender who cast the spell was stunned.
He had never seen a chicken that took the initiative to wash its neck and bring it up.
Because the "fall" blessed by someone's blood is the most brutal, it can directly perform the most advanced and powerful spells on the target you want to assassinate.
Such as flying head down.
As long as you manipulate the flying head and bite Nan Zhou on the shoulder, the bitten place will fester and fester the next day.
On the third day, his bones would rot and liquefy.
On the fourth day, he would rot to the heart and die in pain.
In the end, Nanzhou will rot to the point where only one head remains.
This is exactly what they want.
The only ones who can fly head to support are the senior brothers in the periphery.
The head-turning master used the mantra to contact his brother.
Senior brother thought about it, and readily agreed.
… and then, his head was gone.
Not only that, flying head descending is an advanced descending technique, and it fails in the middle, and the backlash against the head descending division is also terrifying.
The nosebleed of the head descender had dripped into a creek, the headache was splitting, and there were tens of thousands of caterpillars in his head, crawling hotly.
He staggered to the front of the stage, and he was at the end of his fight. He turned his back to the audience, like a pool of garbage, and sat down on his knees.
He was so angry that he almost lost the strength to even his heartbeat.
As for the master of ceremonies, he was an ordinary young man who wanted to make money by lowering his head.
He saw that the person who was still planning big things with Master during the day became a flowerpot with such vitality, and the Master was about to weaken and die, and he thought that he had provoked some high-level people.
Nan Zhou looked at him "You..."
The indifferent eyes swept the master of ceremonies agitated.
His legs trembled for a while, leaving a trail of defecation on the ground, and then he screamed wildly, hurriedly climbed out of the tent with his hands and feet, and disappeared into the twilight.
The plot in front of me, to the ordinary audience, although it is difficult to understand, it looks very exciting.
From their point of view, the head-turning division first succeeded, and then was counter-killed by the more powerful.
The twists and turns, the ups and downs, the rhythm is reasonable.
Everyone thought that they had seen a pre-arranged head-to-head fighting, and the applause became more and more thunderous.
Li Yinhang looked back.
She found that there were no other staff in this tent, only a temporary wooden table with a dozen books placed at the door.
... Presumably the money for the book sale was also collected by the emcee who escaped.
After observing this, Li Yinhang's courage increased sharply.
She has always been thick-skinned.
She resolutely took out the momentum of going to the Tianqiao training booth when she was in college, and at the beginning of the game, she volunteered to hug Nanzhou's thigh, stood up in a rush, put one hand in front of her chest, and bowed deeply, "Everyone, audience, I still like today's performance. satisfied?"
Cao Shuguang, Ma Xiaopei "..."
Ma Xiaopei "... what is she doing?"
Cao Shuguang shook his head into a rattle.
Most of the people present were compatriots. Hearing Li Yinhang's eloquent Chinese, his original excitement went to a new level.
Someone took the lead in applauding "Okay!"
Nan Zhou "??"
He looked at Jiang Fang in astonishment, expressing puzzlement at Li Yinhang's behavior.
Jiang Fang smiled and put his index finger on his lips, motioning for Nan Zhou to watch Li Yinhang's performance.
Li Yinhang was bold and cheeky, and said in the classic sweet voice of the customer service, "Everyone is happy, then the evening we spent together today is worthwhile."
"If you're interested in the ancient Thai art of head-dropping—"
"Please come to the door with me. For only 3,000 baht, you will have the opportunity to receive this mysterious and exotic gift."
After Li Yinhang shouted, he walked towards the door calmly.
… just when I was just starting out, I was a little nervous.
Cao Shuguang, Ma Xiaopei "..."
Grass.
They got it.
This wave is robbery.
The master of ceremonies ran away, and the head descender was powerless to resist.
Li Yinhang simply froze on his behalf, and directly helped them earn money.
The worst thing is that the head-turner has not left yet, and is lying on the edge of the stage.
However, he didn't even have the strength to stop him.
But none of them broke it down.
Including Shao Mingzhe, who silently looked at Li Yinhang's back.
After the audience's aesthetic tastes are pleasing, they are naturally extraordinarily generous.
Outside the tent, in addition to the six people, there were a total of three groups of guests.
A group of people bought one.
Another group of guests wanted to bring more back to friends and paid 15,000 baht generously and took five books with them.
Li Yin Aviation Gloves White Wolf, no capital and huge profits, net profit of 18,000.
Nan Zhou himself followed a book, and by the afterglow of the street lamp, he flipped through a few pages.
This book is very shallow, and it does not teach how to draw spells, nor does it give a detailed explanation of the raw materials needed for "descending".
It's just a superficially lively, contrived fake.
A man who came alone to watch the head-dropping technique was the last to come to Li Yinhang.
He stared at Li Yinhang eagerly and said, "I want to control a girl and make her fall in love with me forever. Excuse me, is it convenient for the master to perform magic?"
He is willing to bid 12,000 baht for it.
Li Yinhang looked at him with a smile and crooked eyes, and he would not refuse anyone who came, "Okay, no problem. Please leave the basic information of the lady here, such as birthday, ID number and phone number. Of course, it is best to have personal belongings. La."
Men really have.
He took out a lip balm from his bag, put it in Li Yinhang's hand, lowered his head, and wrote the girl's personal information on the sticky note.
Li Yinhang got closer and asked with a smile, "Mr. knows her so well, is she your lover?"
"It's just a colleague now." The corner of the man's mouth raised a disgusting expression of "everyone understands", "Isn't this... going to trouble the master?"
Li Yinhang propped his chin, "Oh~ that's it."
After paying the money, Li Yinhang called Master Nan Zhou and informed him of the man's request.
Nan Zhou looked at the man, then picked up the girl's personal information and items to examine it carefully, and said coldly, "Okay."
The man was overjoyed, gripped the lip balm with hope, and walked to the corner of the tent with Nan Zhou.
Li Yinhang stuffed the man's money into his pocket, picked up the paper with the girl's personal information on it, and flicked the "phone number" with his index finger.
… idiots.
With the phone number, Li Yinhang was more than happy to chat with this unlucky girl about her perverted thief colleague.
She also believed that Nan Zhou would not surrender to him.
It would be considered polite not to give him a flying head landing on the spot.
However, looking at the phone number, Li Yinhang suddenly remembered that his mobile phone could no longer be used in the copy.
She looked around.
If you want to make international calls now, you can only...
At this time, Shao Mingzhe lowered his head, put his pockets in his pockets, and slowly walked out of the shadow on the side of the tent door, like a shadow tightly wrapping himself.
Li Yinhang suddenly felt a little guilty.
... I don't know when he got to the door or how much he heard.
He glanced at Li Yinhang with those cold eyes, and reached into his pocket.
After sweeping through the bottom of his pocket, he took out... a dozen or so coins with a face value of 10 baht, and placed them lightly on the cover of the shoddy decree book in front of Li Yinhang.
Taking advantage of the dim light on the roadside, Li Yinhang noticed that the blood on his fingertips had not been wiped clean.
Li Yinhang "Hey..."
But Shao Mingzhe obviously didn't want to talk to her.
After putting down the coins, Shao Mingzhe adjusted his mask and plunged into the dark shadow beside the tent.
Li Yinhang blinked.
She looked again at the coin-operated phone booth she was staring at just now.
Does he mean to let himself use the change to call the girl
Or are you thinking too much
Li Yinhang picked up the coins one by one.
His warm palm still remained on the coin.
The round coin reminded Li Yinhang of the head that should have rolled towards her just now, but was intercepted by Shao Mingzhe in the end.
Should I say... a "weird"
…
Nan Zhou picked five eggs from the eggs brought by the head-turner, scribbled five spells with lip balm, and gave them to his perverted colleague, so that he could get a girl by eating the five eggs raw when he got home. heart of.
The perverted man thanked him a lot, took his dysentery package and left happily.
After sending him away, Nan Zhou came to the head descendant.
The head descendant was already half unconscious on the stage.
…perhaps stunned.
Obviously, Nan Zhou did not intend to let him go.
The young couple witnessed Nan Zhou carrying out an upright robbery against him.
The pleasing sound of the item's warehousing prompt is endless.
Nan Zhou walked along the whole set of utensils on the body of the head-lowering master, including bowls, cups, needles, threads, spoons, pestles, bottles, jars, a small packet of cinnabar, two packets of powder made from snakes and scorpions, and two packets of insect fat. , Three bags of golden silkworm powder.
"Congratulations to player Nan Zhou for getting a Grade A item, a set of n-pieces for the head descendant!"
Nan Zhou took off the robe of the head-turner, and inside it were sewn various spells that could defend against foreign head-turning.
- Of course, this cannot defend against the backlash caused by its own lack of ability.
"Congratulations to player Nan Zhou for getting a Grade A item, spell immunity!"
By the way, he took out a thread-bound book from the inner lining that had lost most of the thread, and after turning over two pages, he also took it away.
"Congratulations to player Nan Zhou for getting S-level props and books of mystery!"
The most extreme thing is that Nan Zhou fell into contemplation at the few eggs left in the dozen eggs.
He asked Jiang Fang, who was standing beside him, "Brother Fang, can you do it?"
Jiang Fang smiled, "Of course. You can fry, steam, fry, or make cakes."
Nan Zhou made a decisive decision and took out all the eggs.
"Congratulations to player Nan Zhou for getting unranked props, 6 eggs!"
Cao Shuguang and Ma Xiaopei saw their pupils tremble.
They finally knew how scary the sixth-placed team was.
If they accidentally die in their hands, it is possible that their pants will be taken away by them.
... a big, embarrassing death.
After playing the autumn wind, Nan Zhou set his eyes on the neck of the head descendant.
He squatted and held his cheeks, thinking seriously about whether to twist his neck.
But Jiang Fang put his finger on his shoulder and kneaded it, as if giving some kind of hint.
Nan Zhou understood, took out the mystery book just now, rolled it slightly, clenched one hand tightly, put it on the back of his head, closed his eyes and digested it.
When he opened his eyes again, he stretched out his hand, took out a silver needle from the warehouse, dipped it in some cinnabar, poked it on the scalp of the head descendant, and drew neatly with cinnabar, stroke by stroke. The spell comes.
At this time, Cao Shuguang really realized what it means to "treating the enemy as cruel as the autumn wind sweeping leaves".
As a high-dimensional person whose actual identity is completely opposed to Nanzhou, Cao Shuguang saw his scalp go cold, and he couldn't help but scratch his scalp with his fingertips.
Nan Zhou drew the talisman earnestly and said at the same time, "Can't kill. Keep him and lead out the people behind them."
Cao Shuguang glanced at the splendid flower pots with heads on the ground, "Isn't there a person hanging up? Maybe this head is the person behind it. Kill this head descender too, and the game will end if it doesn't work."
Nan Zhou turned his head, held the silver needle, and asked sincerely, "How can it be so simple?"
High-dimensional creatures in the live room "… "
This is fucking embarrassing. :,