shadow-
A shadow formed by the inability of light to pass through a person's body.
However, the bodies of everyone in the living room were penetrated by the light, and nothing could stop it.
Like a piece of transparent glass, a mass of tangible air.
Gu Meng finally noticed the faint sense of discord that she had felt since entering the door.
He stood up from the suitcase, looked down at his feet, looked around, and looked at the others.
People without a shadow under their feet have visually lost texture and weight, as if they are not grounded on the floor, but appear to be floating in the air.
"Damn!!!" The guy who killed Matt looked down, screamed in fright, and got goosebumps all over his body.
The two legs wrapped in small trousers were spread apart like compasses, bouncing back and forth from side to side, looking as if the floor was burning your feet.
"What the hell is this place!" The boy grabbed the hedgehog's head with both hands, looked at the four men who had just entered the door, and shouted in shock, "Where's my shadow? Where's the shadow!"
Hearing this, it sounded like Gu Meng and the others stole his shadow.
Bo Ye stood up straight and said calmly, "Why don't you ask yourself what the hell it is first."
He ignored the newcomer who almost broke his throat, pulled his suitcase, and walked deep into the house without turning his eyes.
"Impossible... Impossible... This place is too evil..." Shamat couldn't figure it out, and began to mutter nervously.
He raised his head and looked around the huge house, and said, "Only ghosts have no shadow. I'm still alive. This must be a joke... Yes, yes, a prank!"
After thinking that he had figured it out, he quickly looked into the courtyard outside the floor-to-ceiling windows—
The garage door was open, and there were two cars parked inside.
Sha Matt turned his mind and made up his mind.
He kicked the open suitcase viciously, grinning fiercely, and said to Gu Meng and the others: "You guys are playing monkeys? What kind of high-tech is installed here, to block the shadows, 666, bullshit, but That's all for now, no matter what your purpose is, I'm not playing anymore and I'm leaving now, do you dare to give it a try?"
With that said, Shorty took out a mahogany sword from the suitcase, and poked at the others twice in a demonstration.
The men who just entered the door were too calm, and seemed to be very familiar with the atmosphere and environment here, so novices could easily mistake them for the manipulators of all this, or put them in a hostile position.
"Lulu, let's go." Holding up his sword, Shamat pulled the girl beside him to block him, led her, and moved towards the door defensively.
During the process, he did not forget to threaten Gu Meng and the others: "I warn you, don't come here, this sword doesn't have eyes."
Gu Meng lowered her eyes, glanced at the mahogany sword with a blunt edge that could be used to tickle, and pursed the corner of her lower lip.
He turned his head and asked Enjin: "Are you hungry? I want to go to the kitchen to find something to eat."
Sha Matt who felt the disregard from the "enemy": "..."
Before Enjin could answer, Peter Pan, who was sitting on the ground, rubbed his belly first, looked up at Gu Meng, and said in surprise, "Brother, I'm a little hungry after you say that, if you have something to eat, bring me some." .”
"Understood." Gu Meng kicked him lightly, and said, "Pack up the boxes, don't spread them out like this, blocking the way."
Gu Meng looked at Enjin again, her voice softened unconsciously, and asked, "What about you?"
Enjin turned his eyes around his face, sized him up with a sense of admiration, and then said, "Whatever."
Gu Meng is not used to his way of speaking—
It still had a softer voice than normal males, but its tone was much calmer, as calm as nothing in the world could arouse his emotional waves.
How should I say it
The man's temperament suddenly became stable and mature, and the depths of his eyes were far and quiet.
He was obviously in his early twenties, but when he looked at him, he had the illusion that he couldn't understand the other's age.
Gu Meng looked away, and while walking towards the semi-open kitchen, she tilted her head slightly in an incomprehensible way, wondering where the sense of strangeness for no reason came from.
No one was clamoring to stop them, but Shamat was not used to it. He glanced around at the four men who were busy with their own business and completely ignored them. The defensiveness in his eyes turned to suspicion, and finally he gave a "tsk".
do not care.
He grabbed the girl's hand and rushed out the door.
Peter Pan squatted on the ground and zipped up the side of the suitcase. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of two figures rushing towards the garage outside.
He turned his head and looked out of the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows. On a sunny day in winter, the sun was shining golden, covering the yard, and the snow reflected a harsh reflection.
Sha Matt ran all the way, looking at the ground behind him.
Probably because he still couldn't find his own shadow, the boy's expression was full of panic and panic.
He opened his mouth and yelled a few times, and ran forward with his legs raised high, like a monkey.
Pan Peter hugged his knees and sighed in a serious manner.
Then he looked up at Enjin who was beside him, and said, "Brother, don't you really need to remind them?"
This is a game, and players who refuse to participate will probably suffer a bit.
Thinking back to myself a few weeks ago, I was panicked when I first arrived. Fortunately, I knew how to obey, so I quickly adapted to the rhythm of the game.
Enjin glanced out of the window extremely indifferently, and said, "No need."
He also said: "If you can't get out, you will come back naturally."
Suddenly a chill came down his back, Peter Pan stole a glance at Enjin, then timidly withdrew his gaze.
He scratched his hair, laughed dryly and echoed twice: "That's what you said..."
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Enjin was just stating the facts, but the tone revealed a kind of absolute control belonging to the superior.
Like a hunter facing prey in his circle.
Bo Ye stood in front of a wall calendar and looked up.
Gu Meng is in the open kitchen on his right.
Gu Meng dug out the small pot from the cabinet, unpacked the three packs of instant noodles with fried sauce from the refrigerator, and poured them all in one go.
While preparing the ingredients, he muttered secretly: "This room is prepared for players, so you should be able to use it freely..."
Glancing at Bo Ye standing in front, Gu Meng asked, "Do you want noodles?"
If you want to eat, just help him make one.
Bo Ye kept his eyes on the calendar and nodded.
Gu Meng went back to the refrigerator and rummaged inside, wondering.
In the past, I never felt hungry when I first entered the dungeon, but this time it was a bit special, and I always felt like I missed a meal.
But he didn't think much about it, he looked at the bright sunshine outside the window, he thought it was noon, just in time for dinner.
Gu Meng took two cucumbers out of the refrigerator and said, "There are a lot of things in the refrigerator, and this copy is relatively friendly."
Bo Ye said: "Within a quarter of an hour after you came in, did you feel the kindness from the game?"
"As long as you don't embarrass me about eating..." Gu Meng explained distractedly while skillfully cutting cucumber shreds, "It's easy to handle."
Those who have experienced the snow mountain dungeon will have that bone-destroying hunger deeply imprinted in their memory, and Gu Meng never wants to experience it again.
Within a few minutes, Enjin and Pan Peter turned and walked into the dining room area.
They noticed that Bo Ye was standing in front of the calendar, staring at something intently.
Peter Pan leaned forward curiously.
The first thing to enter is the date on the wall calendar. This page shows December, and a red circle is drawn on the number "25".
Peter Pan found some Chinese characters written on the calendar.
It's just a little strange that those Chinese characters can be understood individually, but they can't be understood together.
For example, next to the date "25" is written—
"Tu, Yao, Sun..." Peter Pan read out the words one by one, then scratched the back of his head with a puzzled expression, "What the hell is this?"
His attention then turned to the decorative painting beneath the date.
The style is very cartoon, the color is bright, the painting is a white crane and a green turtle.
It is worth noting that there are a few lines of short poems attached to the cartoon, which are handwritten by childish children—
[かごの中の鸟は
いついつ出やる
night light
Crane to Kato and Slider
"After ろのfront だあれ"]
Although Peter Pan didn't understand the meaning, he finally figured out that this was the Japanese version of the calendar.
"I don't understand." He sighed subconsciously, "If only Candi was here..."
Standing in front of the calendar, Bo Ye finally reacted.
He blinked lightly, then lowered his gaze, and walked around Peter Pan to the kitchen.
Peter Pan suddenly realized that he had said something stupid.
He opened his eyes wide, clapped his hands on his mouth with a "snap", and covered it tightly.
At this time, Gu Meng just turned off the fire, took the pot to fill the bowl with noodles, and called the other three to eat.
The cooked noodles are poured with matching sauce, served with shredded cucumber, which is delicious and refreshing.
Peter Pan was sitting on a high stool next to the cooking table, with his head buried in his food and he was "snoring" loudly.
Gu Meng didn't take the bowl, and ate the leftovers in the small pot.
He mixed the fried sauce in the mixing pot, glanced at the stairs, then turned to ask the other people around the cooking table, "There are only four of us in this game?"
After thinking about it, he added: "And those two newcomers?"
They have never experienced such a small number of copies.
And I didn't even see an NPC at the beginning.
It's really rare.
Eun Jin is not very hungry.
He lowered his brows and eyes, and took the first mouthful of fried noodles with the thought of putting down his chopsticks after just two mouthfuls. The moment he entered the mouth, his chewing speed slowed down—
Unexpectedly appetizing.
Any ingredients seem to have a different magical power in Gu Meng's hands, even the instant noodles processed in batches by the factory have a unique flavor.
It may be because this body is used to the taste of Gu Meng's cooking, Enjin thought, the taste is not bad.
So one chopstick after another was sent to the mouth, and some couldn't stop.
"Someone else will come." Enjin said, pulling a tissue from the table at the same time.
He was just about to wipe off the sticky fried sauce on the corner of his mouth, but a hand moved faster than him.
"How do you know?" Gu Meng wiped the corner of his mouth with the tip of her middle finger very naturally, and then put her fingertip into her mouth very naturally, sucking off the sauce on it.
"..." Enjin still raised her hand holding the napkin in mid-air, looked sideways at Gu Meng, with a bit of indigestion on her expression.
Gu Meng didn't realize it, she looked at him: "Huh?"
At this moment, the sound of a car engine shutting down outside the yard attracted the attention of the four people in the house.
Gu Meng walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows with the pot in her hand, and while watching the situation outside, she sucked on the fried noodles "ziliuziliu".
"Those two are back?" he asked.
A sapphire blue car was parked outside the white fence, and after a while, four new faces who were looking around got out of the car one after another.
"Four more?" Peter Pan stood next to Gu Meng with a plate in his hand, and also slurped noodles in a "Zip, Zip, Zip".
The four new players obviously know each other, two men and two women.
After they got off the car and looked around, they were still talking and laughing.
The leading man was quite tall, almost as tall as Enjin, and he was also the first player to spot Gu Meng and the others through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
From a distance, the man's eyes scanned the four men standing in a row behind the floor-to-ceiling windows in the house, the height of which looked like a Wi-Fi signal, and finally his eyes were obviously locked on Gu Meng who was standing in the middle.
The man put on a smiling face and waved towards the direction of the house—
He just turned to Gu Meng who was holding the pot all by himself.
"Brother." Pan Peter still had noodles in his mouth, and hurriedly reminded the people beside him, "He's saying hello to you."
Across Bo Ye, Enjin cast her gaze at Gu Meng calmly.
"Ah?" Gu Meng was a little dazed.
He obviously didn't understand why the strange man was so friendly to him, but out of politeness, he still raised the hand holding the chopsticks and waved it out perfunctorily.
The air pressure around Enjin dropped by a degree in an instant. He looked out the window, stared coldly at the man who was waving his hands, and moved his eyes down instantly, landing on the white fence in front of him, narrowing his eyes slightly.
The next second, everyone saw in the yard, the half-height white fence gate suddenly bounced outward like a ghost, and slammed into the strange man's...
"Damn it!" Peter Pan twisted his feet into the inside, and said in a posture of urgency, "It hurts!"
It hurts just to look at it.
It was as if it had bounced off its own egg.
Outside, the man squatted on the ground in embarrassment, with his head down, his hands tightly clamped between his legs.
The other two women and a man surrounded him nervously.
Bo Ye withdrew his gaze from the floor-to-ceiling window, landed on Enjin on the right, and said meaningfully, "Are you happy?"
Enjin looked back at him lightly, returned to the cooking table and continued eating noodles, "I don't understand what you're talking about."
Gu Meng sat back on the high stool with the pot in her hand, and seriously told the other three men: "That fence gate is not very normal, so be careful when passing by in the future, so that you don't get hit."
"Maybe it's not the pot from the fence." Bo Ye said at this time, carelessly stirring the fried noodles.
Peter Pan was puzzled: "What do you mean?"
Bo Ye raised his eyelids and glanced at Gu Meng, who was opposite him, and said, "I was beaten because I took an extra look at you in the crowd."
Peter Pan: "???"
Gu Meng: "???"
Enjin glanced at the noodles in Bo Ye's bowl, and asked, "Do you still want to eat?" "If you don't eat, go away."
After a while, four people from outside the house came in dragging their suitcases.
The tall man in the lead had a green face, and his walking posture was a bit awkward, which shows that the fall was not light.
The two parties had just met each other, and before they had time to say hello, the sound of high-heeled shoes "clucking, clicking" was heard from the second floor out of thin air, followed by a burst of chaotic footsteps.
There is more than one person listening to the voice.
On the side of the kitchen is the staircase leading to the top, a loud female voice floated down from the dark second floor—
"Honey - hurry up, please, we're about to miss our flight, and I don't want to spend Christmas Eve in a cold airport lobby."
"Xiuyi? Xiuyi, I'm holding him right now."
"I said, don't worry about these things."
The sound of footsteps went down step by step, and everyone's eyes focused on the stairs.
At the junction of light and shadow, a calf wrapped in flesh-colored stockings steps out, and red high-heeled shoes step on it.
Then came the other leg.
A moment later, a woman in a red business dress walked down the stairs and entered the players' field of vision.
She was still holding a little boy about four or five years old on her right arm, and her steps were still vigorous and vigorous.
The woman held her petite head high, her hair was neatly coiled and uncluttered, and she looked very capable and noble.
The little boy straddled the woman's hip, sucking a thumb.
The soft curly hair, the small face the size of a palm, and the big grape-like dark eyes occupy almost half of the face, and all the players have been hit by cuteness——
Except for Enjin, there is no emotion.
The room was full of people, and when they saw the woman appear, they were a little bit at a loss and a little embarrassed to stand where they were.
Since there are people living here, they are obviously breaking into the house.
Gu Meng looked down at the pot, silently ashamed.
He also ate things from other people's homes without authorization.
However, the strange thing is that the woman doesn't seem to notice their existence at all.
She walked through them without looking sideways, came to the cooking table, and put the little boy on the high chair.
The woman tugged at the hem of the boy's clothes, and caught a glimpse of the messy cooking table.
The pots and bowls were scattered all over the table, and there was still leftover noodles on it.
She frowned fiercely, turned her head and screamed upstairs: "Leina! Why is the house so messy! Did you clean it seriously today!"
As soon as the voice fell, there were slightly flustered footsteps upstairs.
"Ma'am, I'm so sorry, I'm going to clean up now."
Just listening to the voice is very charming.
Another woman came down from upstairs, also holding a little boy in her arms.
As soon as she appeared, a man among the players whistled.
There is no other reason, the woman who came down was very beautiful, with fluffy curly hair, and the most important thing was that she was still wearing a lace-trimmed maid outfit.
Even after blowing the whistle, the hostess did not have any special reaction. It's like I can't hear you.
But when the maid passed by, Gu Meng noticed that her eyes glanced slightly at the man who was whistling.
But that glance was so quick it might just be an illusion.
In addition, another little boy held by the maid also attracted everyone's attention.
Everyone looked at the boy in front of the cooking table, and at the one held in the hands of the maid. After a little comparison, it was not difficult to find that they were twins.
The two twins were put together and sat side by side.
The maid named "Rena" hurriedly cleaned up the sundries on the cooking table. Vegetarian substitutes and sauce packets were swept into the trash can, and the plate containing Jajangmyeon was emptied into the sink.
Pan Peter watched helplessly as the plate in front of him was taken away, with a look of pity on his face: "I haven't finished eating yet..."
Even the pot in Gu Meng's hand was taken away.
"They..." A male player looked at the unbelievable scene in front of him, pointed to himself cautiously, and said, "Can't see us?"
"Yeah." Gu Meng wanted to grab a tissue on the table to wipe her mouth, but stopped halfway through her hand, giving up.
Gu Meng was afraid of alarming the hostess and maids. After all, he is invisible now, and smoking a napkin may cause supernatural phenomena.
"They are humans, we are ghosts." Gu Meng said calmly, "So we can't see them."
On the floor, there was nothing but the shadows of two women and two children.
The four new players were silently taken aback, but quickly accepted the identity setting of this dungeon.
Everyone spontaneously gathered aside, watching the NPCs walking around as if they were watching a play.
Three minutes later, the host came down, carrying two big boxes, and dressed like a successful person.
The hostess put on a mink coat and leather gloves, told Reina what they needed to pay attention to when they were not at home, and repeatedly emphasized: "You must take good care of Xiuyi and Xiaozhi."
Reina smiled and answered one by one. She put her hands on the cooking table, twisted her hips, and the career line squeezed out of her chest was very eye-catching.
The host hugged the two little boys one by one, with kind faces.
The hostess was more exaggerated, holding the boys' delicate little cheeks and kissing left and right, her strong voice was deliberately softened, which made people get goosebumps.
"My dears, I'm really sorry. Mom and Dad have important things to go away, so I can't spend Christmas with you. You must listen to Reina's words at home. We will come back with a lot of gifts in a week."
The male host urged with the box: "Okay, let's go, a little later, the roadblock to seal the mountain will be blocked."
As he spoke, he looked at the clear sky outside the window, and said, "The forecast says that this year there will be heavy snow that is rare in a century."
Before going out, the hostess yelled into the house again: "Take care of the two children—"
The maid, Reina, nodded with a smile, her crooked eyes were charming.
The moment the door closed with a "bang", Reina suddenly turned to look at a row of people by the wall, and said, "Do you understand the master's words? My friends."
"..."
The eight players were caught off guard and froze at the same time.
It never occurred to anyone that the maid could see them.
Not surprised for too long, Gu Meng cleared her throat, and said bluntly: "Our mission is..." Glancing at the two little guys sitting on the chair, he asked uncertainly, "Take care of the children?"
Lena lowered her body, opened the cabinet of the cooking table, and took out a half bottle of red wine from it.
She pressed the cork with her white teeth, pulled it out, and there was an indescribable charm in every move she made.
She held up the wine bottle and smiled coquettishly: "I drink, perm my head, and play disco. I'm really not a good babysitter. If you don't want to find these two children in the snowdrift one morning, you'd better pay more." dessert."
Everyone: "..."
"..." Gu Meng said, "You are really sober."
It's not the first time to play the game. After a comprehensive understanding, the eight players present know that the twins in front of them are the key to this dungeon—
No matter what the role is, before the parents of the little guy come back, let them live a happy life.
At least live.
The glamorous little nanny carried the wine bottle and went upstairs to take a bath, looking like she was going to take a vacation, and didn't care about anything at all.
Peter Pan inadvertently saw that when the little nanny passed Bo Ye, she winked at the man and hinted at the hem of her fluffy skirt.
Peter Pan wiped away his sweat silently. If there was an awards ceremony, Brother Ye would probably be elected as "the most popular man among female NPCs."
Several players introduce each other.
Gu Meng learned that the man who was kicked off just now...waving at him was Zhou Chengyi.
The man next to Zhou Chengshuo has been called "Qiu Zai" by everyone.
As for the other two female players, one wears steel braces and is very young.
The other has light hair, fair skin, and faint freckles under the eyes, and looks about twenty-seven.
After roughly exchanging information, they began to worry about the two big eyes on the chair.
"Girls..." Zhou Chengshuo touched his chin and looked at the two women present, "Isn't it more suitable for raising children?"
Gangya smiled awkwardly and waved her hands.
"It has nothing to do with gender." Freckles turned to the others and asked, "Anyone ever be a parent?"
But you can see it. Pan Peter is a green onion, and he is still a child.
Pretty young men like Bo Ye, Gu Meng, and En Jin probably haven't even gotten married yet.
Little Freckles thought for a while, and then said: "Then, does anyone have experience raising children?"
As soon as these words came out, En Jin, Bo Ye and Pan Peter all looked at Gu Meng at the same time.
Gu Meng: "...what are you doing?"
Little Freckle sighed: "It would be great if there was another kindergarten teacher now."
Gu Meng: "..."
The author has something to say:
Thanks Nai for mine~
I stayed up late, played disco, and stopped changing. I am really not a good author.