Facing this extraordinary self-confidence, Zhao Sanliang laughed dryly and waved his hands again and again: "Farewell, I have no luck."
Sur rinsed a piece of fish, dipped in vinegar and wanted to enter it directly, but suddenly put down his chopsticks in the middle, and chatted about the last clue left by the loyal servant of the tomb.
"The red paper new clothes are ironed," Yao Zhi held the frame of the mirror: "Just listening to this sentence, there is a wedding element."
The topic changed direction, Zhao Sanliang couldn't wait to join the discussion: "The last sentence is a bit sinister, Erlang's coffin dance with red sleeves, mainly lies in the word 'coffin', maybe it is related to ghost marriage."
"Marriage?" Sur raised his eyebrows: "This is my strength."
"… "
Zhao Sanliang immersed himself in the meal silently. Yao Zhi felt that as a teacher, it was necessary to correct the absurd thoughts of the students, but when he met Su Er's calm eyes, he swallowed his words.
A second before the atmosphere froze, Ji Heng finally said: "What is it, you can only know after entering the copy."
When it comes to ghost marriages alone, different dynasties and different places have different methods. Collecting relevant information is not very useful, and it may also affect judgment.
Sur nodded and said again: "The host suggested that I enter the game on the thirteenth, saying that everything was inappropriate that day."
Ji Heng thought for a while, and actually agreed: "Do as he says."
Once the chat content involves the game, everyone will eat it without knowing the taste.
Zhao Sanliang's eyes wandered between Ji Heng and Su Er, and after a long time he asked, "The boss is still planning to form a team?"
Ji Heng nodded and looked at him: "What number do you plan to download?"
Zhao Sanliang: "The day after tomorrow."
Ji Heng pondered for a while: "If you come back alive, remember to post the transaction information at the transfer station and buy team props."
Zhao Sanliang said 'oh', looked at Sur with some distress, sat over and whispered: "It seems that you have no chance to have an affair again."
Sur: "What do you mean?"
Zhao Sanliang: "I'm all curious about your achievements. I heard that some organizations still want to use beauty tricks. I think you're young enough to seduce you."
Sur was surprised: "Does anyone really use this method?"
Zhao Sanliang smiled meaningfully: "It's a pity that every time the boss is there, it's not easy to implement them face to face even if they have an idea."
Sur heaved a sigh of relief, but his tone was fortunate: "It takes too much time to deal with peach blossoms, and schoolwork is the most important thing now."
Zhao Sanliang twitched the corners of his mouth and sat back again.
Yao Zhi affirmed: "You are right."
·
There are still nearly two weeks before the next dungeon. During this period, Sur's life is very regular. He goes to school and leaves on time, and the loyal servant of the tomb has not appeared in the dream again.
If the only episode is to say that I often dream of snakes. In the dream, the sky was filled with a pair of huge round eyes, staring at him, clamoring for blood to drink.
Sur wouldn't self-mutilate to feed a ring, and he was just an ordinary student, let alone buying blood on the black market. This eyeball is too strange, and Sur has been worried that when it grows to a certain point, it will devour himself as a nutrient.
No one was willing to take a step back, and unknowingly, the two sides formed a strange confrontation relationship.
Time jumped to the thirteenth, and Su Er and Ji Heng made an appointment to meet at the transfer station at 8 pm.
Ji Heng prepares to use team props.
"Is it feasible?" Sur was a little skeptical.
Ji Heng: "Before the game clearly stated that you need to use cards to enter the dungeon, this time is different, the stamps are given to you by the host."
Sur thoughtful: "So the team props can work?"
Ji Heng smiled and crushed a bead in his hand: "Just try it."
Unexpectedly, the transmission time was uncharacteristically long, and there seemed to be a time gap in the middle. Sur was immersed in darkness, and a prompt sounded in his ears:
[In a remote place, there is a group of people who dream of going to a free town. Among them is a family mediator who is good at messing with mud, a loving newlyweds, two bachelors who can't get a wife, and three poor wives who have been abused for a long time.
You are a bachelor who can't marry a wife. Please find the stamp leading to the free town as soon as possible to welcome a new life. ]
The moment the prompt sound ended, Sur found himself wearing tattered clothes, leaning against a dark corner, and the smell of alcohol permeated his whole body.
Obviously, this dungeon gave the player an identity.
After returning to his senses, Sur looked at the ring on his hand for the first time and found that it was still there.
The loyal servant of the tomb said that it could be retracted freely. Sur tried to order the eyeballs to return to the body. The ring seemed to be reluctant, and it gradually disappeared after a few seconds.
"It's worth it." At least the trade didn't lose money.
Once the ring can't close as uncontrollably as before, the big deal is to throw it aside.
Sur stood up and observed the surrounding environment. The street not far away was tattered, there were many small advertisements on the wall, and the pedestrians wore relatively simple clothes.
Looking around, I found no other players, let alone the host.
"Help!"
A howl came.
Sur walked out of the alley and saw a woman with disheveled hair fleeing frantically, but the pedestrians on the street just dodged, and the aunt who sold the vegetables carefully guarded the vegetable stall and roared not to step on her vegetables.
Running a little closer, I saw that the woman had a badge.
The other party also saw Sur, ran over with gritted teeth, and stopped calling for help, for fear of revealing his position.
There was a dead end at the end of the alley, and Sur grabbed her and jumped into the trash can, blocking it with a lid.
"It's day." Out of breath, the woman said a swear word directly.
Sur: "What's the situation?"
As a player, it can also be regarded as an encounter in a foreign country in an alternative sense.
Woman: "The identity assigned to me by the copy is a woman who has been domestically abused."
Sur's hand has not left the electric shocker, and he is skeptical of this sentence. The player's force is not bad, how can he be chased and beaten
The trash can was dark and dirty. The woman covered her mouth and nose and explained, "I have an hour every day when my force value will fail, so I can only be beaten passively."
Sur: "There are many ways to defeat the strong by the weak."
Woman: "There was a player who gave rat medicine before. I thought it was unknowing, but I didn't expect to be arrested in the Governance Bureau the next day, saying that it was going to be sentenced."
In this world, the Governing Council exercises the power of the police.
Sur heard something wrong, frowned and asked, "When did you enter the game?"
Woman: "Two days ago."
Sur was a little surprised.
Across the darkness, the woman seemed to know his confusion: "This time everyone entered the dungeon at a different time. Another player came in for five days, but died yesterday."
The woman cursed: "Damn the setting! I will report to the Bureau of Management and Administration to focus on adjustment. Divorce must be approved by the family mediator, but the family mediator is also a player. His setting is for the sake of good data and cannot approve divorce. "Every time I ran away, I was caught and then beaten again."
"… "
"Learning from the past, if you kill your husband, you will be caught immediately. No matter what punishment you get in the end, once you stay in jail for seven days, if you don't complete the task within the allotted time, you will die!"
Sur said sympathetically: "It sounds pretty miserable."
Woman: "You better leave quickly. According to the game settings, no matter where I hide, I will be found."
Sur: "There is no other way?"
The woman sighed: "The time period when the force value is invalid every day will inevitably be beaten, and you can only waste time when you chase me."
Without hesitation, Sur walked to the street again. Sure enough, he saw a strong man walking over with a stick and cursing, and he asked if he had seen my mother-in-law.
Sur pretended to be drunk and walked over, deliberately pointing in the opposite direction: "She ran towards that place."
The strong man was walking in the direction he said. Unexpectedly, he stumbled on a stone on the road, and the stick in his hand just flew to the trash can when he fell.
With a thud, the people inside were frightened, and the conditioned reflex called out.
The strong man's eyes changed, he patted the dirt on his body, walked over, and slammed into the trash can: "Stinky mother-in-law! You are quite good at hiding!"
The woman had to climb out and cast a helpless look at Sur... Seeing it, no matter where she hides, she will be found.
Fortunately, an hour has passed today, and the strong man was about to take another kick when he suddenly felt a little hungry, and said fiercely: "Why don't you go back and cook!"
The woman breathed a sigh of relief, straightened her hair, and followed him back.
Without the cover of his long hair, Sur finally saw the name on the badge: Summer Solstice.
The smell of alcohol and the rubbish bin smelt together, and pedestrians on the street avoided him one after another.
Sur also knew that people were disgusting, so he took the initiative to walk to a secluded place and looked at the lively street with a strange look.
The game's arrangements for the players have always been fair, just like Wen Buyu's strength at the beginning, but her identity in the dungeon is a lover relationship with the son of the candidate for the chief guard, which makes up for the lack of force value to a certain extent.
The female player named Xia Solstice just had a very harsh identity setting. Players who are the same copy, but the identity of the bachelor is much better.
This is not the rules of the game.
Sur lowered his eyes, afraid that there were still many unknown pits waiting for him to jump down.
Realizing this, he would rather go to the setting of the Xia solstice. At least it can be seen from the cruel point of view that if he is not careful, he may trigger the death point.
"catch him!"
The roar interrupted his thoughts, as if a gust of wind was blowing over, and Sur watched as there were two tall and tall people beside him, pressing his arms from left to right.
"Go away!"
Sur did not struggle, and was detained and shoved to an unknown place.
No matter how full his imagination, he did not expect to be taken to the Governing Council in the end.
It can be seen from the office and uniforms that the situation here is completely irregular. An old lady was crying, saying that she was touched by a masked man at the booth last night.
Only when Sur came in, the aunt opened her eyes and began to swear.
"It must have been one of them!"
the two of them
Sur looked left and right, and soon saw that there was another person on the far left being questioned, also in ragged clothes and smelling of alcohol. The man turned slightly, and after seeing the profile, Sur almost laughed—
Ji Heng
Looking at the dress, it is estimated that he is the same as himself, with the setting of a bachelor.
"Who in town doesn't know that these are two hooligans!" The aunt is still accusing: "They can't get a wife, so they hit me on the head!"
Sur didn't go to reason. It can be seen from the experience of being abused by female players that reason does not make sense in a morbid environment.
At this time, one can be fished out.
So he said simply and neatly: "I did it."
Admitting it too quickly, the crying aunt was stunned.
Sur: "Eldest sister, your milfs are still charming, but I was temporarily deceived."
When someone took responsibility, Ji Heng was naturally released. The two had no time to communicate privately, and Ji Heng was forcibly driven away.
Separated by an iron gate, Suer told affectionately inside that he wished to meet and unmarried, and even the people in charge of the bureau couldn’t listen to the show of love, and wanted to take him to the dark room to be locked up, but Suer turned his head. He slammed into the wall and shouted that if he didn't see the big sister, he would die.
Because of this rogue behavior, he was eventually thrown out as trash.
Staggering down the stairs, Su Er was still chasing after the aunt, and didn't stop until he saw Ji Heng.
"It's wonderful." Ji Heng commented on his performance.
Sur put away his infatuated face and said sternly: "Do you have a house to live in?"
Ji Heng shook his head, as long as he had some money or a house, he would not be caught by mistake as a rogue.
Sur shrugged: "Then how are you going to do it tonight?"
Two houseless bachelors warming each other under the flyover
Ji Heng said calmly, "Find the host first."
Walking side by side, the smell of Sur was still contaminated when he hid the trash can before. Anyone who saw them on the road avoided them, which brought a certain convenience to the conversation.
Ji Heng: "The host didn't show up right away, which means that there is another identity arrangement in this world, and it is very important to find him."
Sur thinks that the gentleman in the rose is quite lazy. The last dungeon was just a variety show as a prefix, and it is still the job of the host in essence.
"I have a way to try." He stopped, and La Jiheng went to the corner and said a few words.
·
It was dark early in the town, and after 6:00 in the afternoon, it was mostly dark.
At nine o'clock, basically no one was seen on the road.
The figure of the loyal servant of the tomb is like a ghost, wandering the streets and alleys. As Ji Heng expected, the host also has an identity setting in this dungeon: the mysterious free town receptionist.
Every time he walked, he left a stamp.
Some of these stamps lead the player to death, while others offer hope.
Behind the tomb-keeper loyal servant was a trainee receptionist, who was learning from him how to do reception work.
"You must always remember that the receptionist belongs to the darkness," the loyal servant of the tomb looked up at the crow perched on the tree: "Only a long night can we walk freely. Once the townspeople discover our existence, desire will make them Forcibly leave you and me, and steal the stamps."
"Lord Receiver." The young intern who had been listening carefully to the teaching suddenly stopped: "This seems to be you."
The loyal servant of the tomb stopped and looked in the direction of the intern's finger—
Search notices:
Name: Shoumuzhong Age: 27
Lost at the beginning of this month, crying, wearing a black trench coat and black trousers. The mental state is unstable and the violent tendency is serious. If you see any relatives or elders, please send them to the Governance Bureau as soon as possible.
In this missing person notice, not only the name and age have been changed by magic, but the paper is also tattered and stained, as if it was picked up from a trash can.
What is more distinctive is that the photos are replaced by sketches of the posters, and the avatars are drawn vividly.
"Master receptionist." The intern called out cautiously, wondering what was going on.
As a well-mannered mysterious receptionist, the loyal servant of the tomb guard stared at the missing person notice for three seconds. Because of his personal physique, his emotions were up and down and tears flowed down. He wiped his face and cried and cursed: "Damn it. !"
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