Because the pieces of meat were still a little big and had not been stewed long enough, they had difficulty eating them, and some blood and foam flowed from between their lips and teeth.
The little boy stepped forward, fished his head out, and held it in his arms. He stared at Ning Que with his eyes, and said from his bright red lips, "Sister, see you next time."
Ning Que's vision went dark again. When he woke up, he found the little monster jumping up and down in front of him, chirping. It seemed very happy to see her wake up.
The players were lying not far away. Ning Que sat up, took out some food and ate it, then called a little monster over.
"Watch this, whatever I do, you will do the same thing later." Ning Que started slapping a player's face repeatedly, and the slapping sounds sounded crisp and neat in the quiet space.
The little monster watching nearby seemed stunned. After Ning Que poked it with his finger, it shivered and immediately grabbed a player's face and started slapping him, as if it would be caught by Ning Que if it was a step late.
The man in the suit woke up and felt a burning pain on his cheek. When he touched it, it felt like needles were pricking his skin. He looked around and found it very unfamiliar. He asked, "Where are we now?"
Ning Que was still working and replied, "This is where they live. If you don't wake up, I'll think you're all dead."
The man in the suit saw Ning Que's hands moving up and down non-stop, and couldn't help but persuade him, "Be gentler, what if you beat someone to death?"
Ning Que pointed at the little monster and said, "Look, it's even more excited than me."
The little monster seemed to hear someone calling him, looked up, and thought that Ning Que was not satisfied with the strength he had used, so he hit him harder.
Before it was the middle-aged woman's turn, her nose began to break, and then her face was slowly covered with fine lines, and then her entire head seemed to be painted with lines. The man in the suit felt something was wrong and shouted, "Get down!"
Before Ning Que could react, the head of the middle-aged woman next to her exploded, and the red, white, and fishy-smelling tofu-like brain tissue sprayed all over her. Fortunately, she didn't open her mouth, otherwise, it would have been really, haha.
Ning Que stood up with a gloomy face, and his tone showed suppressed anger. "I'm going to take a shower."
If she could get rid of herself, she would have gotten rid of herself long ago, and she would have wanted to replace her entire being.
The man in the suit was about to speak when he took out a deck of cards and said, "At this time, there are people outside..."
Ning Que went upstairs on his own. It turned out that the place where they were staying was where Ning Que slept.
Ning Que rushed to the only bathroom on the first floor and closed the door, finding it surprisingly clean. The white tiles hadn't yellowed, and there was a hint of dirt in the grooves. A row of shelves lined the wall, filled with bottles and jars.
I turned on the shower head and found that there was hot water. I stood under it and closed my eyes. As I felt comfortable, I found that my body was sticky and I smelled a familiar fishy smell in my nose.
She saw that what was flowing out was not water, but steaming hot blood. Her body was covered in blood, and her hair was stuck to her body, draining the blood like a catheter. Now she could act in a horror movie if she walked out.
Ning Que ignored it, and suddenly footsteps were heard in the quiet bathroom.
Tap, tap. Ning Que turned around, and there was no sound again.
"Hey, go make me a face mask. I need a freshly slaughtered five-month-old calf, preferably with some blood. I heard it has amazing beauty benefits. Using it regularly can reduce fine lines and keep you looking younger."
The footsteps in the bathroom stopped, and it was quiet. Ning Que glanced at the bottles and jars in the bathroom and spoke again, "Your scrub and essential oil are both good. I've used them before. But I heard that this brand of conditioner can clog pores and cause hair loss."
The woman's voice came out, "That's right, no wonder. By the way, what brand is better for dry hair..."
She looked up and saw a bloody woman wrapped in a bath towel holding a hammer. She weighed it in her hand, smiled at her, and then smashed it directly into her chest. "Ouch, it's dented!"
The female ghost was a little confused. After all, no one had ever hit a ghost right away. Before, she was the only one who scared others, and rarely got beaten. "Bitch, you pulled my hair!"
Then, while she was still in a daze, Ning Que grabbed her hair and lifted her chin, "Tsk tsk tsk, this little face is - so - ugly."
"Are you female ghosts churned out on an assembly line?" Ning Que slapped his palms until they were numb. "Here, here, here, can you be a little more creative? You're bleeding from your eyes, wearing only white. You can't keep up with the times. You don't even know what's popular this year. Are you still worthy of being a girl?"
The female ghost was stunned by the continuous slaps, and her face was burning. She had never been slapped in the hundreds of years of her ghost life. She felt full of insatiable resentment. The corners of her mouth gradually cracked because of her loud shouting, and her tongue was sticking out of her mouth like a wriggling worm.
Ning Que suddenly smelled a foul odor, like a large number of rats that had died and rotted in a ditch for a month before being discovered. His stomach also felt sour and he felt the urge to vomit welled up in his heart.
"Shut up, you!" Ning Que pinched her neck with one hand and tried to close her mouth with the other, but the worm-like tongue was swinging outside. The dim yellow tongue seemed to be made entirely of fat. As soon as Ning Que's hand approached it, it moved closer as if it had life, making Ning Que feel very sick.
Ning Que walked over to the faucet like he was carrying a chicken or a duck, grabbed her by the neck, and placed her under the faucet. He turned the water up to maximum pressure and began to rinse her mouth. "Your mouth stinks so bad, you haven't brushed your teeth in hundreds of years! You're just a little girl, and you don't care about cleanliness at all."
It took the ghost a long time to realize her identity after being tricked by Ning Que. Just when she was about to act fierce, Ning Que squeezed a bunch of toothpaste into her mouth. She licked it and it tasted like fresh green tea, which seemed not bad.
Ning Que felt a buzzing pain in his head, "Fix the water in the shower head to normal!"
The female ghost was stunned for a moment and said, "I agree."
Ning Que saw that the water flowing out had finally returned to normal. He chatted with him while washing, "How long have you been here?"
"I can't remember."
"So what do you do for a living?"
The ghost woman held her chin in her hand and thought for a moment. It seemed like she always waited for lone players to bathe. Uh, the first step was to drain their blood. When they panicked, she would start the second step, knocking them down. Finally, she would drag them to a pool in a room, cut their necks, and drain their blood...
The ghost girl's thoughts drifted further and further away. After the task was completed, they would give her something she liked...
Suddenly, my head hurt, pulling me back from my thoughts. I was about to lose my temper, "You—"
Ning Que had already finished his shower, his half-wet hair hanging down. He folded his arms and looked at her with a half-smile, "Have you made up your mind? Do you want to talk to me? Oh, wait a minute."
Ning Que took out the skincare products he had bought here from his space, waved them in front of her, and then looked at them in front of his own eyes. "Something called resurrection grass essence, which can reduce fine lines and restore skin's vitality. Oh, it's useless to me, throw it away!"
Then she immediately let go, and when the emerald green glass bottle was about to hit the floor, the ghost caught it with her hand, muttering, "If you don't want it, give it to me!"
Ning Que took out another bottle of essence and bent down like a weird uncle coaxing a little girl to go to the top floor to see the goldfish. "Tell me something and I'll give you these things, okay?"
The female ghost didn't know whether she was overwhelmed by Ning Que's gentle tone or attracted by those skin care products, so she agreed.
The man in the suit was chatting with the tiger-backed man and bones who had just woken up, when he suddenly found that the floor above their heads shook. The tiger-backed man and bones quickly half-crouched and entered a fighting state. The man in the suit also raised his legs slightly and calmed them with his hands.
The little monster was chattering away, not knowing what he was communicating, and seemed very anxious.
"Hello, everyone, I'm back!" Suddenly a figure jumped down, carrying another person behind him.
After everyone saw it clearly, they immediately formed a semicircle around it. After seeing it clearly, Bones took a deep breath and said as if in a dream, "It really is a werewolf!"
Ning Que was riding on the ghost girl, feeling very happy because she had taken a lot of "food" from the blood pool, which should be enough to feed the employees in her amusement park. "Her name is Yu, one of us!"
She asked the man in the suit, "Are they awake?"
The man in the suit knew who Ning Que was referring to. "Are they all dead?"
Ning Que squatted down next to the nearest female player, patted her already red face, and placed his finger on the tip of his nose. He really couldn't feel her breathing, "That's it."
Yu Piao came over. She was soft-hearted when receiving someone's favor, but she was also grateful for the favor. The cosmetics Ning Que had just given her made her pay more attention to Ning Que's affairs. She said, "Her soul has been sucked out!"
The man in the suit immediately asked, "Why do you say that?"
Yu glanced at Ning Que's expression and immediately replied, "We are also spiritual beings, so we are more sensitive to this kind of thing."
Ning Que suddenly asked, "Then if I stuff you in there, will it work?"
Yu shuddered immediately and waved her hands quickly, "No, no, no, this condition is very harsh, I can't do it!"
"I'm just asking."
Yu looked at Ning Que, who was standing beside her with a serious and somewhat disappointed expression, and only breathed a sigh of relief after making sure that she had let go of the idea.
"Rain, what conditions are needed?" Ning Que said coldly again.
Yu thought about it and shook his head.
Ning Que held up two fingers, "Yang Shulin lipstick set."
Yufaqing's eyes shuddered, and a light flashed in them, "Okay! I remember there are some places."
Ning Que looked at the female ghost in front of him who was full of fighting spirit. It was true that women could not escape lipstick!
Bone pounded the words and asked weakly, "Lipstick, sister, where did you get it from?"
Ning Que looked at the other players and saw that they all seemed to be in trouble. They had encountered some problems with their bones. "What a freeloader!"
After all, it’s true that the money given by the system is not paid by yourself, so it’s free!
Seeing the puzzled look on Bone's face, he asked, "Didn't you guys go to the mall to buy some things before you started?"
The burly man grumbled, "How can I have the time to buy it? I'm lucky to have arrived within the stipulated time!"
Ning Que clearly remembered that her mission was the opposite of the players', so he tentatively asked, "Do you remember what your mission is?"
The man in the suit immediately followed up. After all, Ning Que had saved him a few times before. "It was to destroy the ancestral hall of a man named Mo Luojia."
Ning Que's heart skipped a beat. What's going on? My mission is the opposite of theirs, but Yiping, that's not right...
"What's wrong?" he asked.
Ning Que immediately came to his senses, changed the subject, and pointed at Yu, "She probably knows something."
Yu was facing the mirror, applying powder to her face. Suddenly, she was mentioned. She was a little confused and said, "Ah, who called me?"
The man in the suit saw that her face was uneven and thickly powdered, which made him feel particularly awkward. He turned his head away silently, calmed down, and then went back. "Yu, may I ask if there is anything strange in this house?"
Indeed, the house only has two floors. The second floor is occupied by players who come to play. There are only the two of them on the first floor, plus the kitchen, living room and bathroom. There is really no place else to hide the ancestral hall.
Ning Que suddenly remembered that there was another world in the mirror in the mirror dungeon. Would there be one in this one as well? He asked, "Yu, how do you usually appear?"
Yu thought for a while. After all, his brain was a little slow after being dead for hundreds of years. "That's how it came out."
"That wouldn't have come out suddenly." Ning Que's expression was a little off, as if something was going on. He sat a little further away silently, "You're not going to crawl out of the pit, are you?"
When Ning Que thought of this, he suddenly felt a stench of shit in the air around him. He felt a little nauseous and wanted to retch.
The ghost girl waved her hands hurriedly and explained, "That's definitely not the case. I don't know either. Every time someone comes here alone, I suddenly appear at the bathroom door. I don't know what's going on."
Ning Que still looked unconvinced, but he still perfunctorily said, "Yeah!"
The little monsters were also listening nearby, and suddenly they cried out, jumping and leaping towards the outside, as if they knew where that place was.
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