When Su Qingyu heard about ghost money, she looked up and saw that the taxi driver was acting strangely with several arms waving behind him. She understood what was going on.
The villa belongs to that world, so naturally only Guiyi can take her there.
If you move back to your original apartment, a dungeon may appear at any time.
Only by living in an unpolluted villa can you get real rest.
A villa is a safe house.
Su Qingyu released Shuangxi from the tribute card, and the two strange people got into the car together and squeezed into the back seat.
Shuangxi put his legs together, put his hands together on his knees, two strands of black hair hung down in front of his chest, and sat there straight with an expressionless face.
Wuxin held the sword at an angle, and the hilt almost poked Su Qingyu's face.
Su Qingyu was sandwiched in the middle. She tucked her legs in and asked, "Can one of you two go sit in the front?"
"There's someone in the front seat." The driver turned his head and grinned, "We're sharing a ride, so I'll charge you a lower price."
Only then did Su Qingyu notice that the creature in the front row that was wriggling like a brain was actually a guest.
I thought it was some kind of mascot.
She looked at the two monsters in the contract beside her, and remembered the grand scene in the novel "Horror Coming" when the hero and heroine and the monsters in their contract appeared, and she couldn't help feeling guilty.
Just make do with it and you will soon have a big villa to live in.
The strange driver was very hospitable. He saw Shuangxi's arm in the rearview mirror and said, "Guest in the back seat, you need to go to the hospital in time, otherwise your whole hand will rot, which is a pity.
Changing hands is very expensive. Look at how many hands I have, and I cherish each of them very much. "
The strange driver shook his arms, seeming to be a little proud.
Shuangxi opened her lips slightly and said, "I'll go and see right away."
The strange driver stopped talking.
The red car was driving on the foggy street. The black trees on both sides were bare without branches and leaves. The barren land and dead branches seemed endless.
There were other pedestrians and vehicles just now, but now there is only a lonely red taxi.
An eerie atmosphere permeated the air, making people feel creepy.
"We're here." The strange driver's hands were entangled like a snake.
Su Qingyu paid 20 ghost money for the fare and got off the bus.
Tianfu Lingcheng is a villa area with thick fog all year round. When you walk into this area, you will find the streets are clean and tidy, the grass is green, and there are no living flowers, birds, insects or fish.
The lights in every villa were off. Su Qingyu followed the house numbers and found No. 44 West Street.
The white villa has a simple appearance, the door is an electronic lock, and the key is a blank tribute card.
Walking into the villa, you will find that the interior is simple and refreshing.
The floor is paved with pure white marble, and the gorgeous crystal chandelier emits a cool light.
Su Qingyu was very satisfied with this safe house, she said: "As long as you don't go to the dungeon, I won't put you in the tribute card, you can move freely.
If you don’t go out, you can stay in the villa.”
"Yes, master." Shuangxi and Wuxin said in unison.
Su Qingyu gave Shuangxi 20,000 paper money for the dead and asked her to go to the hospital to treat the wound on her arm.
When Shuangxi stretched out her pale hand and touched the paper money for the dead, Su Qingyu actually saw gratitude on her face.