Ning Que was quite happy. He took the old woman and the little boy out for lunch at noon, and went shopping in the afternoon. The old woman kept muttering, "Oh my, this piece of clothing costs 200 yuan, how many eggs can I buy!"

Ning Que didn't feel bad about spending money like this, as it wasn't her own. In this instance, she thoroughly experienced the pleasure of being a wealthy person. If she only had one card, she could have said, "Woman, here's the card. The password is your birthday. Spend it as you please!"

The little boy was also running around the street, carrying a large bag of clothes and food. The old woman clung to Ning Que's arm, muttering something about how expensive it was, but she still had a big smile on her face.

So when four players went downstairs, they found the dining table on the first floor fully stocked. Ning Que instructed the little boy to put some food into the refrigerator, while the old woman took things out of the packaging with a smile.

Suddenly, the old woman asked, "Nannan, what's your name?" Ning Que seemed to understand something, but he still answered good-temperedly, "Wu Lan!"

This was the fourth time the old woman had asked her name since they left. On their way back, they found that most of the people on the road were elderly people playing with their children in front of their homes, and there were very few adults.

Ning Que heard a noise behind him and looked up to see three people standing there, neither moving nor moving. One of them was a burly man, shirtless, with a tiger tattooed on his back. After a quick glance from her, he ignored her and simply picked at the table, picking up a bag of something and going back up. The rest of the people wavered for a long time before each grabbing a bag and running off, carrying a pack of items like they were holding a landmine, muttering, "We're customers, and customers are king!"

The leading man couldn't stand the timid look of the two men behind him and lectured them, "They're just a few worthless NPCs! Be brave, and you'll survive!"

The little boy stepped forward and tried to stop them, but Ning Que shook his head at him and continued to pack his things.

The old woman became much kinder to Ning Que and even invited her to sleep in her room.

Ning Que stirred the strawberry-flavored protein powder and said, "Grandma, drink this first. It's good for your health!" Although the old woman made him feel very familiar, there was still a slight sense of incongruity.

By the way, I felt that the way she lay on the bed was similar to my grandma. I haven’t visited my grandma for a long time.

Ning Que's thoughts drifted away, and he wrote seriously on the message board, "How did the copy come about?"

At nine o'clock in the evening, Ning Que was lying on his bed, hugging the smoking skull and watching a show. The show was quite interesting.

The door opened and a golden head appeared inside. Ning Que hugged the little boy in, but the little boy's face clearly showed unhappiness.

Ning Que put his phone aside and asked, "Is it because of that guy this afternoon?"

The little boy pouted and cried, "Yes, he took the cake you bought for me, and I haven't eaten it yet!"

"It's okay, I'll buy you two tomorrow!" Ning Que comforted him, holding up the skull and shaking it in front of him, "Okay, let's get started."

Ning Que rubbed the skull's smooth head twice, which felt quite good, and then threw it onto the steps like a bowling ball, "Go, little skeleton!" and then made a cheering gesture.

The skull got excited, with Honghong still wrapped around it, and it jumped all the way up the stairs, its jawbone making a clicking sound on the wooden floor.

The skull turned around and glanced at Ning Que, then took a few steps back, suddenly jumped into the air, and slammed heavily against the door. Then Honghong immediately hung the skull upside down on the ceiling and stuck it tightly to it.

The door was not open.

The skull knocked on the door again, but it still didn't open.

The little boy looked at Ning Que, asking what to do?

Ning Que asked, "How do you usually deal with it?"

He shook his head, pursed his lips, and then spoke, "I don't know. I've lived in this place for a long time, and my grandma is the only one taking care of me. I just know that the longer they stay in the room, the more likely it is that something will happen."

"Is it safe outside at night?"

"I'm not sure, but it should be the whole thing, and I seem to smell the scent of a young lady outside." The little boy knew nothing about anything, but his nose was very sensitive.

Ning Que replied on his phone, "I'll have the handsome boy pick you up later!" Then he said to him, "Pick up the sister outside, bring her here, and then you go back, okay? I'll definitely get her out before tomorrow afternoon!"

The little boy made a pinky promise with Ning Que, then turned around, revealed a strange smile, and said softly, "I hope so."

At this time, he discovered that three women in long sleeves and long pants had already arrived. Ning Que took a look and directly transferred another sum of money to each of them, handing them something, "Well done, there is a reward. By the way, please sign up for the check-in form."

A red-haired girl smoothed her hair and winked at Ning Que, "I've registered. Don't worry, the money is in place and the service will definitely be there."

They stood at the door, took off their long-sleeved shirts and trousers, and threw them on the ground casually, revealing their graceful figures.

Knock, knock, knock, the door didn't open.

The black-haired girl said delicately, "Manman, are you sure this is the room number?"

The other one replied, “Yeah, you read that right!”

The red-haired girl knocked on the door again. "What the hell are you doing, son? I'm dying of exhaustion."

A man holding a small colored flag inside listened with his ear pressed against the door for a moment, then turned to the two men and mouthed, "Three women."

One of them pointed down. Xiao Caiqi swallowed, slowly lay down, and took a look. There were three pairs of high heels. She made a three gesture.

After they waved, Xiao Caiqi stood up, slowly put her hand on the handle, and the door opened.

He saw a beautiful and graceful woman walking towards them. She lay on him with her body as soft as boneless. After she blew a breath on him, Xiao Caiqi found that his whole body was soft and numb.

The remaining two walked slowly towards the rest of the people in the room with cat steps.

Ning Que stood in the stairwell and asked the air beside him, "Daffodil, are your people available?"

A girl in a sailor suit slowly emerged from the air beside her. She wasn't very old, but her watery eyes on her slightly youthful face were full of vicissitudes of life. She smiled and replied, "Wu Lan, even if it doesn't work out, don't you still have me?"

At this time, a girl was thrown out. Fortunately, Honghong noticed it and pulled her away, so that the girl did not suffer greater harm.

Narcissus rushed over in a flash, hugged the woman, protected her behind her, and stared at the person in front of her.

The big brother with a tiger tattoo walked out of the room, carrying a hammer. The tiger tattoo on his upper body appeared in mid-air, his eyes sparkling. Ning Que fixed his eyes on the hammer. Oh, it looked familiar.

He spat on the ground, and swung the one-meter-long hammer vigorously, looking at us as if we were ants, "Bah, the ghost thing is coming!" Then he immediately smashed the hammer towards Narcissus and the others. When it touched them, a large string of lightning was wrapped around the hammer.

Narcissus stretched out her hands and placed them on top of it. She paused, looked at Ning Que, and then raised her hands, and the whole room went dark.

Narcissus stood in the middle and said, "Let's play a game together!" pointing at Ning Que and the other three men.

She said to Ning Que with a hint of apology, "Thank you very much for taking care of my family, but I still have to do this. I will borrow your blood for a while. I will take good care of you after you die."

Ning Que's feet were half-sunk in the swamp, and so were the others, forming a square. In front of each person was a raised platform with a button on it.

She said: "The game is a quick answer game. The questions are random. Each person gets 10 points. If you answer a question correctly, you will get 5 points. If you answer a question incorrectly, you will lose 4 points. If you don't answer a question, you will lose 3 points."

"Three, two, one, go."

"First question, which one of the pig, dog, chicken and ghost is different from the others? Let's start." These four things appeared among them, and everyone's feet could move.

No one wanted to answer the question, and everyone looked at each other, hoping for a leader.

Ning Que looked around and pressed it without hesitation.

"Please answer."

"First of all, there's a prerequisite. Is this ghost referring to a human? If it is a human, then I would choose a chicken, because it's not a mammal."

"Congratulations. If you answer incorrectly, four points will be deducted, leaving six points. The rest of you will each be deducted three points, leaving four points."

The chicken suddenly grew to three meters in an instant as if it had been injected with hormones. It pecked at Ning Que, but it pecked too hard and its entire beak was stuck in the soil.

"Question 2: Who is the least important, the elderly or the children?"

Ning Que leaned on the platform and looked at Narcissus with a half-smile, "You are the least important."

She seemed a little embarrassed. "Please answer according to the rules."

Ning Que pointed to his mouth and smiled, "Grandma, is the strawberry flavor good?"

This sentence seemed to turn on a switch. Narcissus began to tremble all over. Her face skin rose and disappeared. The entire space began to tremble and could not hold on any longer.

The entire house began to slowly collapse from the first floor, and the entire house began to tremble slowly. There was a smoky and firey look on it, with charred wood blocks and collapsed beams.

Narcissus's voice floated in the air, "Then let's see when you can find my body."

The strange laughter and the childish laughter of the children added a bit of coldness for no reason.

All the players suddenly found that their beds had collapsed, and yellow and black marks appeared on the entire room, with hideous ghost faces appearing on them.

"Corpse?" Ning Que's feet knocked against the floor, and charred debris scattered in the air due to the impact.

The original "L"-shaped corridor was broken in half, and only half of the staircase was left, with a few dying wooden boards still hanging there.

"Can you help me?" Ning Que asked, looking back at the man in a suit standing behind her. Ning Que shook his head silently, but he didn't get angry. He transformed his hands into vines and wrapped them around the hands of the male and female players behind him, then jumped down.

In less than a second, a golden light flashed at the fault at the entrance of the stairs, and then a violent scratching sound was heard, like the sound of fingernails scratching on glass.

Looking down, he saw a transparent white glass dome encasing the man in the suit. A meter-tall, skinny monster with pointed ears and large eyes, its body roughly the same size as its head, clung to it. From below, like a cave, a constant stream of living beings streamed upward. Black saliva had eroded pits of varying sizes into the glass, but it couldn't penetrate. The man in the suit dangled there, his neck and hands throbbing with veins. He held onto the glass dome with one hand, struggling to hold on.

Suddenly, the little monster let out a sharp cry as if it couldn't eat the meat inside. The sound was like thousands of drills drilling into your eardrum, with a penetrating power that was beyond what ordinary people could see.

As soon as the voice came out, everyone couldn't help but take a step back, their heads buzzing, especially the man in a suit who was closest to the little monster. He was so scared that his hands went limp and two lines of blood and tears flowed from his eyes.

Fortunately, although the glass had shattered into pieces, there seemed to be a layer of membrane supporting it on the outside.

Honghong saw the green vines loosen and immediately pulled him up.

The man in the suit collapsed on the ground, wiped the blood off his face with the back of his hand, and said breathlessly, "This sound distribution is probably over 190."

The group of little monsters seemed to be so angry that the meat in their mouths flew away, and their voices became sharper and sharper. Ning Que looked at the players discussing how to pass the level one by one, and everyone's face showed an impetuous mentality.

Ning Que took out a loudspeaker and shouted to the crowd, "What are you yelling about? Did you eat dynamite or Xuanmai? You can't stop."

Then he asked Honghong to hang the loudspeaker in the air and start playing the song that was the worst to him. Ning Que then made a bed on the floor, covered himself with a quilt, and prepared to sleep.

The little monsters seemed to be in a fight with the singing; the higher the pitch in the song was, the more intense their screams became.