The snail immediately retorted, "I am flesh and blood, and I am alive and well. Why do you say I am a ghost?"
"Oh, will you bleed if you hurt yourself?" Ning Que took out a small knife and looked at her with interest.
"No, no, my period just ended the day before yesterday, I can bleed." She was stunned for a moment, immediately rejected it, and slowly took a step back.
Ning Que moved his dagger towards the other two girls and enthusiastically encouraged them, "Do you want to try it too?"
They all shook their heads, looking at Ning Que as if she had just come out of a mental hospital.
"Oh!" She put the knife back with a lack of interest, looked at them with a hint of regret, and put it back silently.
"Then how did you get in?" Ning Que asked another question.
To be honest, they didn't really want to answer, but they were forced to answer due to various reasons.
Snail nudged the nearby Yingchunhua with his elbow, and when she didn't answer, he said, "Well, I'm a college student, and I just want to lose weight. She's an office worker, a white-collar worker, and she's disliked by her colleagues."
Another girl explained herself, "I'm also a college student."
"But it's already fall, and classes should be in session, but you're still here. Don't you think it's a little strange?"
They were stunned for a moment, and Snail replied, "Uh, it's okay for us to take leave. We can just take the final exams and ask our roommates to help us sign in for class."
"What about your roommate? Don't you contact him normally? Why don't you go back to school to lose weight?" Ning Que pressed on, throwing out a series of questions.
She was choked by the question and immediately became angry, but there was always a voice in her heart urging her to answer, so she said unhappily: "Come, let me show you my classmates!"
She took out her phone and opened the social media app, pointing at the people in the group. "This is my classmate, this is my roommate Yuanyuan, and this is Yu'an..."
She tried very hard to prove that she existed, that she was connected to the outside world. Rows of contacts with various icons slid back and forth under a finger, forming blocks of color.
Ning Que randomly pointed at one of her roommates and said, "Here, just make a call. If you get through, I'll give you 20% of the villa."
Under the series of stimulations, coupled with the temptation of Ning Que's villa, Snail's blood rushed to his head, his face flushed red, and his voice became distorted, "Hit me if you want!"
With a light tap of the finger, the number was dialed. The red logo was particularly dazzling on the black page, so bright that it was glaring.
“Beep, beep, beep…”
After a series of busy tones, the voice became hurried.
The "beep, beep, beep, beep..." sound is so annoying that the heartbeat becomes faster along with the sound.
After the last beep, the beeping sound seemed to still echo in my ears, and an inexplicable emotion floated up in my mind.
Ning Que silently took out a handful of melon seeds and started to eat them. "Are you still fighting?"
She didn't answer, but pursed her lips, clicked on another phone number and dialed it.
The screen went dark, and the call still didn't go through...
Panic and doubt broke out, entwining themselves tightly around them. Ning Que wisely tied the thread tighter again, "Just tell me! Fight, no, it won't work!"
The eyes of the others also turned red, and they looked like volcanoes on the verge of erupting. If a small hole was opened, the hot and boiling magma would gush out.
A series of busy tones rang out on their phones for a long time before the three of them stood up, turned around with pale faces, and stumbled back. Ning Que stood behind them and asked, "The others don't know if they're ghosts too. Do you want to try and ask?"
The three of them paused, then slowly walked back. No one knew what would happen, it was really exciting.
Ning Que hummed a song as he returned to the office. Hu Fen was sitting on a chair with his legs on the table, his body swaying constantly. A signal jammer was clearly plugged into the socket next to him.
He saw her come in, retracted his foot, and asked, "Do you want to pull it out?"
"No, keep it open! We can end it tonight, right?" Ning Que crunched the plum candy in his mouth.
"Aren't you afraid that this will only make them more and more resentful and make it harder to get through?" Hu Fenfeng looked at the increasingly noisy noise outside, frowned, stood up and went out, looked for a while, and then turned back to ask, "What were you doing out there? There's almost a fight!"
Then he slammed the door shut, but the sounds still came through.
Ning Que stepped forward and pressed his ear against the door, his expression changing with the sounds outside. "Oh my god, I heard clothes ripping. So exciting! And the sound of things smashing. I wonder if Sister Li will be distressed?"
Then he looked up and asked, "Have you almost finished finding your stuff? There are only a few hours left."
Hu Fenxiang pointed to the window and said, "Let's go out this way! It's too chaotic outside."
"Alright!" Ning Que lifted his right leg and stepped on the window sill, then flipped over. "I just told them their identities in advance, but I didn't expect their reaction to be so strong."
"What identity?" He was also a little curious.
"Nothing much, just tell them in advance that you are ghosts." Ning Que spread his hands and said innocently, "Look, if they start to doubt themselves now, I believe it will be very exciting.
When the people around you are not of the same kind as you, are you sure you will pay attention to our kind of tourism?"
"Are you sure the game will let us get through so easily?" Hu Fenwu asked as he opened the door.
The outside was made of ordinary stone bricks, but after entering, I found that the inner layer was made of wood, with a large piece of wood in the middle. From the undulating outline of the carving, it could be seen that it was a relatively young man. At this time, he only had two pairs of arms, and did not have the five or six pairs of arms that were comparable to a spider later.
Ning Que pulled out his phone, took a picture of the camera, and then, acting like an arsonist once again, tore open the barrel of cooking oil and began pouring it in. The yellowish oil slithered through the room like a golden python, leaving a trail of scars, like the scent of a ferocious and sinister beast.
The falling flames ignited the danger. The growing flames licked the oil, and the air was filled with heat. It seemed as if someone was wailing and whispering inside.
She even heard someone calling her, but when she listened carefully, there was no one.
It's strange. She has been keeping a normal schedule these days, with three meals a day and midnight snacks. It's impossible for her to be dizzy from hunger.
Ning Que peeled a plum candy and put it in his mouth, then asked, "Anything else?"
Hu Fenfeng pointed ahead and said, "There's something on the left that might interest you! I think I found something of yours in there."
"My stuff?" This time, Ning Que was confused. "Why are there my things?"
This was a very small room, but it had everything it needed. There were two pots of green plants in front of the rough cement wall, a wooden bed, and a wooden table inside. There was also a small basket on the wooden table. Ning Que went forward to take a look and saw that it was the plum candy she usually ate.
The wrapper of the plum candy spread out in the palm of your hand is exactly the same as the candy in the small basket.
"It's okay! This candy can be bought anywhere." Ning Que looked at the candy without paying much attention to it.
He pulled her to the bed and pointed at the sheets. "Last time I went to your house, I saw that your sheets were also this type."
"This, this is not bad, the sheets are also very common, what if there is one here."
Indeed, bed sheets are produced in large quantities and can be found on the market. Moreover, they are derived from one's own dreams, so it is not bad to have these things.
"What about this?" Hu Fen saw that she didn't care and pointed at the black hairband hanging on the wall. "Isn't this yours? There are words on it."
Ning Que's heart skipped a beat and she grabbed it. This was the headband embroidered by Wan Yu as a gift for her. The pattern on the end was clearly the same as the one she had at home.
"Don't move!"
The sudden sound made everyone stunned. When she turned around, she could only catch a glimpse of a boy standing at the door. She immediately chased after him.
The scenery around was rapidly receding, turning into several colorful lines. The wind formed wind blades under the high-speed movement and hit the body, revealing the human figure.
Ning Que's nerves were stretched to a tee, his eyes focused on the man in front of him, following him as he jumped back and forth on the roof.
Finally, she saw him rushing out of the villa, and she was slammed onto the film like a pancake. She could only watch him walk farther and farther away, and finally disappear at the end of the road.
People always have an inexplicable intuition. Sometimes when they are walking on the street and see a very familiar stranger, they always have an inexplicable urge to go up and ask if they have met somewhere before.
Ning Que is in his current situation now, and he always feels that there should be a connection between them.
"Xiao Queque, you need to get ready." Yiping, who hadn't been seen for a long time, suddenly spoke up. "The bead will appear in a few hours. You may have to start snatching it."
"Who are you robbing from?"
"It could be anyone! Oh, if you get that bead first, it will definitely be useful."
Ning Que nodded slightly and agreed. He went into a random place, put the mask on his face, and took out a spare set of clothes from the space and changed into them.
Li Zi, no, her name should be Yu Wanwan. When she saw the message on the task bar that a player had been successfully assassinated on the third day, she thought it must be a sure thing!
As a result, when she just came out of her room, she was hit by a slap from the sky and was stunned. Her face was slightly hot.
It's the last day, so I'm not afraid of any conflicts.
Yu Wanwan shook her hand, and a needle flew out from her sleeve. She stabbed it into the woman's temple, two-thirds of the gleaming silver needle etched into her flesh. The woman's eyes were still rolling, but she stood there frozen, looking strangely unnatural.
The boiling, noisy and noisy crowd died down in an instant, and then it became even louder. Thermos bottles, washbasins and all kinds of debris were thrown over like cannonballs, and Yu Wanwan could only raise her hand to avoid them.
She was completely focused on avoiding the debris when she suddenly felt a pain on her face. A woman opened her mouth and bit her face. She reached out and pressed her nails against her forehead, then forcibly lifted her face. The woman felt the sting and had to release her mouth, but half of her face skin was torn off.
Some fat and muscle tissue were still stuck on the yellowish translucent skin, and the crisscrossing muscles were still wriggling up and down.
Yu Wanwan thought that this would scare others, or at least make everyone retreat. However, she didn't expect that it would add fuel to the fire. More and more people rushed forward like warriors until they drowned her.
It looked like the end of the world outside, but Ning Que was still leisurely lying in a corner, watching the crazy crowds rushing out from time to time. He would just knock them out with a club, and soon a pile of people as tall as a person had accumulated here.
Hu Fenqi was a little worried when he saw that Ning Que had not returned for such a long time, so he began to search room by room. He walked through the crowd against the current, and his black clothes made him look particularly special.
Time ticked by, Ning Que yawned and looked at the time.
The sky seemed to be torn apart by someone and replaced with a new one. The whole sky was red, and a crescent moon cut a piece of land like a sickle, and large black clouds poured out from the hole.
The jagged branches emerged from the ground like dry hands. When the wind blew, the dry leaves still hanging on the trees would occasionally make hoarse roars. Even the crows and bats, which were usually the most noisy, had disappeared. The whole place was dead silent.
The walls of the villa were quietly covered with moss, and the main door was wide open, as if urging someone to come in. The people who had been knocked unconscious by Ning Que slowly stood up, standing there with their arms and hands crooked, motionless.
Suddenly they seemed to notice Ning Que, a living person, and rushed over excitedly.
The "Dead Fish" among the remaining four players held a compass and noticed the strange situation here.
He had never seen such a situation in his lifetime. A woman hugged her fans one by one as if she was giving a concert. The fans she hugged were stunned for a while, and finally fell into ecstasy like fans who were stunned by sudden happiness.
At this time, the group of ghosts realized something. When they saw him, they were like dogs seeing meat bones. Immediately, half of the people, no, half of the ghosts, rushed towards him.
When "Dead Fish" saw the female ghost leading the group, his expression changed and his face became fierce. The compass in his palm spun bigger and bigger, and the red pointer pointed at the group of ghosts like a bow and arrow.
The air vibrated slightly, forming waves of air. An even larger shadow was suspended above the pointer, and it seemed that it was about to fly out.
In the end, the shot went astray, and a large piece of the iron railing was blown off. Ning Que clapped his hands and shook his legs, and there was a clear footprint on the butt of the "dead fish".
Ning Que acted like a big brother bringing his younger brothers out to seek revenge, "How dare you touch my people so casually?"
Dead Fish was about to spit out a mouthful of blood. Where did this psychopath come from? "What are you doing here?"
The loud noise attracted all the players, who stood not far away and watched with interest.
Hu Fenwu looked at the woman in black clothes and black pants. Although her face was completely different, he could tell at a glance that she was Ning Que.
Ning Que took the opportunity to grab the compass that had fallen to the side, pulled out the needle, and stabbed it directly into his right heart.
At this time, the female ghost cried, and a crystal teardrop slid across her face, slowly rising, and finally hanging in the air.
She asked, "Do you remember me?"
"Dead Fish" started fighting with Ning Que. He used both hands to block her right leg that was kicking from the side, and bent his waist to lift his leg, but was caught by Ning Que. He pulled with both hands, pinched his neck, and twisted his head over.
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