The dark clouds gradually dissipated, and the gray sky looked much more comfortable.
Ji Heng glanced at Su Er: "Are you going back?"
Sur nodded, this time the dungeon was barely smooth, but he basically hadn't slept well all night, and the whole person's spirit is currently in a state of sluggishness. When sleepy, he decisively pressed the depression on the breastplate and left the game.
Finally returning to the real world, Sur couldn't hide the tiredness in his eyes and yawned.
Ji Heng stopped delaying his rest time and called a taxi for help: "Have a good rest."
Sur nodded and waved his hands at random: "Goodbye."
He has always been very vigilant, even if he is very sleepy now, he still insists on it and dare not fall asleep directly in the taxi.
The melody played on the radio is very attractive, and the singer's voice is accurate, and it will give you an itch when you hear it.
Suer's sleepiness dissipated for the most part, and he sat upright and listened carefully. The sound became more familiar the more he heard it, and he murmured subconsciously, "Qu Qingming?"
The driver of the car, a young man, was in high spirits when he caught him muttering to himself: "You know her too?"
Sur answered vaguely.
"Have vision!" The taxi driver opened the window at the red light, put his arms on it and turned his head and said, "I have seen it once, and I am really beautiful. I heard that she has recently started to get involved in the entertainment industry, and she will definitely be able to do so in the future. Fire."
Sur: "It's dangerous."
"what?"
Sur: "Your hand."
The taxi driver said it was okay, but he still took his hand back: "Have you seen Stranger Things? The very beautiful truck driver was guest-starred by Qu Qingming. She likes to do this very much in it."
Suer was going to introduce a topic and ask in detail, but unfortunately the taxi driver is a standard fanboy.
Zhao Sanliang said that many people have investigated missing players in reality, and they will not end well if they just explore.
He thinks this sentence is exaggerated, at least Su Er is sure that Zhao Sanliang and Ji Heng have been investigating, but they have grasped a degree. As for where the bottom line of the game is, no one knows until it is touched.
Thinking of this, Sur leaned back again, returned to a relaxed posture, and took out his mobile phone to search for Qu Qingming.
Listening to the meaning of the taxi driver, the other party is also a celebrity.
The introduction on the Internet is very complete. Qu Qingming is well-known in the modeling world. He only slowly got involved in the entertainment industry last year, and his popularity is not very high at present. There is not much black material about her, the most common title is 'from little beauty to big'.
Sur clicked on a few photos and admitted that she was really beautiful, and she was a beauty embryo when she was a child.
Putting the phone upside down on his lap, Su Er half-closed his eyes and pondered. The last question Ji Heng asked Qu Qingming before leaving the dungeon lingered in his mind:
- Were you good-looking before
-maybe.
Two people, both the questioner and the answerer are strange.
Why would Ji Heng's temperament focus on Qu Qingming's appearance
Sur couldn't help but look at the photos again. Qu Qingming entered the industry early, and there are many videos of her previous catwalks on the Internet. I went in and watched them one by one, and found nothing unusual.
Sur sighed regretfully, thanks to a story that Qu Qingming had traded with the game in exchange for beauty.
"It's here." The driver interrupted his thoughts.
"Thank you." After paying the money, Sur hurriedly got out of the car and walked quickly towards the empty house.
The weather this year is very strange, especially like rain, and it is the kind of drizzle that is caught off guard.
As soon as he entered the house, Mensur ignored his wet hair, pulled a coat to cover it, and fell directly on the sofa to catch up on sleep.
In a groggy state, when he was conscious again, he was actually in the cemetery, surrounded by barren tombs, and the sound of crying from the grave came intermittently.
The vast whiteness between heaven and earth, I almost didn't tell you directly, this is a dream, and it is not a good dream. Sur walked over to find the sound, and saw a sad face, exactly the same as the stamp given by the gentleman rose.
He stood behind the man, motionless.
I didn't hear any words for a long time, because the sobbing and trembling shoulders gradually calmed down, and the grave man slowly turned around, his dark eyes looking directly at Sur.
Bianxi Sur had never lost, insisted not to say a word, and waited for the other party to speak first.
The grave man wiped away his tears: "Your eyes are very valuable."
Sur's expression didn't change, intuitively he was referring to the eye in his body.
The corner of the crying grave man's mouth twitched, and he laughed as if he was crying: "The person who got my stamp, I can help him once for free."
Sur shook his head bluntly.
"Don't be in a hurry to refuse," said the grave cry man with a smile: "Get to know me, you can call me a loyal servant of the tomb guard."
Sur: "nice to meet you."
"..." The loyal servant of the tomb guard: "Let's just get down to business."
Sur's eyes moved: "Can you understand?"
The host knows foreign languages, does it mean that there has been an intersection with the real world
"Cunning boy," the loyal servant of the tomb made a silent gesture: "Don't explore the connection between the two."
Sur's expression returned to indifferent: "Don't you want to talk about business?"
"… "
I want to kill him.
When the loyal servant of the tomb is excited, tears easily burst out. He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeves, and said solemnly: "There is a bead in the rose's hand, which can reveal the secrets in people's hearts."
Sur had only seen it in the last instance.
"That thing is just a defective product, or the one in your body."
Sur has always been good at hiding his emotions, but when he heard it, he couldn't help but bend his fingers.
It seems that there are indeed similarities, and to put it bluntly, they all reflect the essence of things.
The loyal servant of the tomb saw this scene in his eyes, like a poisonous snake that lured Adam and Eve into stealing the forbidden fruit: "Do you want it to be freely retractable, even for daily use?"
Sur narrowed his eyes: "What do I need to pay?"
Tomb-keeper loyal servant: "Tears."
Said and took out a small bottle: "Any ghost or monster will do, collect their tears until this bottle is full."
Seeing that Sur had the intention to refuse, the loyal servant of the tomb took out the contract again, which clearly stated that the bottle was not a bottomless pit, as long as there were 100 tears, it could be filled, and the tears would not evaporate when entering the bottle.
Sur carefully browsed through it, and the contract was not tricky on the surface.
"The limitation period is one year." The loyal servant of the tomb added.
Trading is almost a fantasy, and it's often the case that ghosts make players cry.
"What if it fails?"
The loyal servant of the tomb shed two lines of tears with false affection, and pointed to the surrounding barren tombs: "That's it."
The situation in the distance can't be seen, but there are at least more than a hundred graves in places that are not covered by the fog. Sur is secretly vigilant... They are all smart people, why are so many players willing to make deals
"The value obtained is different, and the requirements are also different," the loyal servant of the tomb explained kindly: "Some of them long for props, some long for fame and fortune, and most of them only need to save less than ten tears."
Sur: "How many have been successful?"
The loyal servant of the tomb was telling the truth: "Three percent."
"It's not worth it," Sur said rationally: "If there are ghosts in reality, even if this eye can be used, it won't play a big role."
So many players died after saving ten tears, not to mention one hundred drops.
"Wrong." The tearful incontinence physique of the loyal servant of the tomb made his eyes full of tears again: "This is related to whether you can get the qualification to leave the game."
Looking at each other, Sur was silent.
The loyal servant of the tomb guard smiled: "It is impossible for any player to collect all twenty-four achievement points. Some promises are just gimmicks."
In the gap of silence, Sur watched the treaty three times in a row, and when he was about to have an intention, he suddenly asked, "Are these tears going to be collected from different ghosts?"
Suddenly dismantled, the loyal servant of the tomb pursed his lower lip.
"No wonder..." Sur sneered: "The same ghost, I am afraid that no matter how many tears shed, it will only be judged as one drop."
Otherwise, where will so many players die.
It is not difficult for a slightly more powerful player to catch a Ruo ghost, but if he wants to intimidate multiple ghosts, he will capsize in the gutter sooner or later.
Seeing that the cooked duck was about to fly away, the loyal servants who guarded the tomb organized speech and tried to bewitched again. However, the next moment, Sur bit his finger and scribbled his signature on the contract.
After checking it again, the signature was not manipulated, but the loyal servant of the tomb felt that something was wrong.
Sur reached out: "The bottle."
The loyal servant of the tomb threw it to him.
Sur: "Is it time to honor your promise?"
More than half of the white fog dissipated, and the loyal servant of the tomb shook his head: "There is not enough time, I will come back to you tomorrow night."
Sur did not insist, and looked up at the vast world in the distance. When the white fog completely dissipated, everything in front of him was suddenly separated from consciousness. The darkness disappeared, he was lying on the sofa, the leather furniture did not dissipate heat in summer, and the thin T-shirt was almost soaked with sweat.
Before he could calm down, he just turned over when he heard a clatter, and the bottle fell to the ground and rolled towards the bottom of the sofa.
Sur hurriedly went to pick it up, the bottle was stained with a lot of dust in the cracks, and it was better than it was strong and abnormal, without any damage.
Not a dream.
He lowered his eyes, the presence of the bottle was a real manifestation.
After recovering from God, Sur's first thing was to check his fingers. He was relieved when he saw that there were no wounds. At least the injury in the dream would not cause a burden on the body in reality.
At this time, it was almost dawn. Sur went to take a shower first. Rarely, he was in the mood. He turned on the TV and put on his apron. He listened to the news and prepared a rich breakfast.
"According to the latest report, an agent recently reported to the police that some of his artists were missing..."
Su Erqie's movements stagnated, and he walked quickly to the TV.
A report was only a few words or two, and I couldn't hear the specific content. I opened the phone and searched, and it was full of relevant revelations.
- Qu Qingming is missing.
She won the model award before and was not publicized by the media, but now because of speculation of various marketing accounts, she has occupied the position of major headlines for a while.
According to a fairly reliable media introduction, the day before yesterday, Qu Qingming was absent from a magazine shoot, and the agent could not contact her through various channels, so he chose to call the police in a desperate situation.
Since Qu Qingming was on vacation before that, there is no way to determine the real date of disappearance.
After reading the latest news, Sur stood silently in place... It was too coincidental.
The news broke out at this time, even if he had not entered the game one day earlier, once rumors of Qu Qingming's disappearance spread, the copy would be much simpler, at least he would definitely suspect that Qu Qingming was a love killer from the very beginning.
The phone vibrated a few times, and it was Ji Heng who called.
"Did you watch the news?"
Sur hummed: "I'm watching."
"Don't pay too much attention, I will come to you in two days."
Sur: "Okay."
The conversation ended in a hurry, Sur stared at the black screen of the phone for two seconds, and went back into the kitchen to make breakfast.
Ji Heng made a special call to remind him that maybe he should be more cautious about Qu Qingming, at least he can't easily investigate the disappearance case.
After absentmindedly making a luxurious sandwich, he looked at his watch and realized that half an hour had passed. Sur hurriedly packed up and prepared to take it to school to eat.
There was a lot of noise in the class, and most of the students had obviously not recovered from the ravages of the mock test, and were worried about how to tell their parents about the parent-teacher meeting. Sur was not even qualified to hold a parent-teacher conference, and gave up joining their discussions.
I was so preoccupied with my math class that I was a little distracted.
Yao Zhi is a serious person on weekdays, knowing that Suer only came out of the copy, it is rare to be a little tolerant, and he did not delay after class.
When the school bell rang, Suer missed today's evening self-study on the grounds of being unwell, and went to bed early to force himself to sleep.
The familiar cry of the grave came.
The loyal servants of the tombs pretended to cry at the graves of the players who were killed by him. Seeing Sur, he rubbed his red eyes and said, "You are here."
Sur nodded, and he threw a question as soon as we met: "The gentleman rose gave me a stamp, does that mean..."
After saying this, he paused and looked directly into the other party's eyes: "Next time I will definitely go to the dungeon you host?"
Tomb-keeper loyal servant: "Boring question."
Sur didn't care what he thought and waited patiently for the answer.
"Not bad." The loyal servant of the tomb guard said slowly, "If you take the stamp, you must return it in person."
After getting an affirmative answer, Sur then said, "Can you borrow a pen and paper?"
The loyal servant who guarded the tomb gave him a look, and in the end he complied with the conditions proposed.
It seemed that he had already made a draft in his mind, and Suer wrote like a fly, and after a while, handed over the written things together.
The loyal servant of the tomb just glanced casually at first, and his expression soon became strange.
The content on the paper can be described as unsightly. The title column reads "Love Accompanying Plan". The following is a detailed introduction:
Long night, are you lonely? The Companionship Program will warm your life.
Price List:
A wise little clay figurine (recommended to be adopted by ghosts who seek children with a lot of money)... 5 tears/pc.
Pretty Rubber Man (Dead house ghost, a must for single ghosts! Note: This is the no-sapience version)... 1 tear / only.
Cute animal clay figures (good news for pet lovers)... 5 tears/pc.
Gentleman Rose, Mr. Shuhai, Smiley Businessman and other Q-version cute people can be designed to sing and dance and other functions... The price is negotiable.
Great opening offer, come if you want to love you! 20% off for the first three orders, Buy 3 Get 1 Free for Rubber Man! Not capped!
"If possible, please help distribute the flyers to the ghosts in your dungeon in advance," Sur said earnestly: "See if they need it, and group orders are more favorable."
One hundred tears is not a small number. It is definitely not advisable to just rely on mutilating ghosts. If it can be compensated through business channels, it will be even better.
When the loyal servant of the tomb guard saw the Rubber Man, the corners of his mouth twitched as if sad and happy. He took a deep breath and looked at him and said, "You, sooner or later, will be banned from the game."