"No!" Ning Que touched the slightly trembling pearl on his head and said in a strained voice, "I'm so happy for what this girl gave me. How can I give away such kindness to someone else so easily?"
The players were silent, and then Ning Que added with his eyes closed, his voice dark, "But that doesn't mean it's impossible."
Yuan Ye habitually took out a stack of banknotes and said, "How much is it? Name your price!"
At this time, everyone saw the woman floating into the door like a gust of wind, leaving behind a sentence with a smile, "Forget it, if you give yourself to me, I agree to give you this pearl flower, hehehe~"
The pale-faced man pulled up the corner of his mouth, revealing his small fangs, and smiled, "Xiao Ye, just give in to her. Maybe she can make some contribution to us. Besides, this woman is not ugly, so you won't necessarily suffer any loss."
Yuan Ye:......
He rolled his eyes, "Count, why don't you go ask her if she wants you? She has such a large diet, maybe she would be interested in a vampire like you who is of mixed Chinese and foreign descent."
The Count smiled and touched his mouth. "It's just a woman anyway. Think about it carefully."
After Ning Que returned and exercised, he slept more soundly, but one of the players was still tossing and turning.
The paralyzed corpse placed in a small shed next to the woodshed suddenly stood up. Because it had no head, it bumped around in the shed, making dull thumping sounds. But after a few times, it suddenly broke open the door that was only tied with a piece of wire. After bumping around like a headless fly, it walked out through the gate as if guided by something.
The mist hung from the trees like silk. A kind voice called out from there, its sharp, fluctuating notes dissipating into the mist, yet spreading further. The mist covering the corpse glowed faintly red, as if it were wearing a red wedding dress. Then, a faint, almost inaudible sound of joy echoed in the air.
"A thief has broken in!"
What woke Ning Que up was not his alarm clock, but Grandma Wu's roar.
Ning Que stuck her head out, and the unique rural air with the fresh scent of earth, trees and grass instantly rushed in, but she seemed to inexplicably smell a hint of sweet scent mixed with powder.
Ah autumn~
Ning Que rubbed his nose, put on his pajamas and prepared to go downstairs. He kicked the player's door as he passed by to remind them.
Ah, I am a truly considerate person in charge. I wake them up early so that they don’t miss any important information.
Ning Que thought so, but the people inside didn't think so. Yuan Ye went downstairs with huge dark circles under his eyes, still under the earl's malicious ridicule.
He saw that Ning Que was not squatting in the yard as he had imagined, but was squatting by the stove, not knowing what to eat.
Ning Que saw them coming down, swallowed the food in his mouth and said, "Your companion's body has been stolen, you can go and tinker with it yourselves!" After that, he began to participate in the pleasant morning activities in the kitchen.
The small shed next to the woodshed was in pieces. The rusty iron sheet was split in half by brute force, and the supporting bamboo poles lay there crookedly. The yard was surrounded by an earthen wall. The earth blocks on the wall had fallen off, and the wall was uneven and bumpy, as if it had been hit by a meteorite.
The only intact parts of the entire yard are a jujube tree in the east corner and the gate.
Lu Shi squatted at the door, not letting anyone else move. "What if we ruin the scene?"
When Old Master Wu heard this, he cursed and brought out a bundle of firewood from the woodshed, pushing them aside and saying, "Move over! You've already stepped on it! What else can you do?"
Lu Shi immediately stood up and argued, "We still have to notify the police, otherwise how are you going to deal with this?"
Old Master Wu snorted, "Didn't you fail to get through on the phone last time? Do you think you can get through this time? We handle our village's affairs ourselves."
Lu Shi's face flushed. It was true that the phone number he called to call the police last time could not be dialed, but he still did not give up and continued to enter 110 on the dial key.
Beep, beep, beep, beep--
Ning Que took a look and walked over. "It's useless. There's no signal in this village. It's a wonder you can get through."
When Lu Shi saw her coming, he said thank you and silently made way for her, like a bullied young wife.
Ning Que looked back at Mr. Wu and the other man busy in the kitchen, and immediately raised his chin, "Girl, you're pretty, why don't you consider me!"
Then he immediately let out a string of silver bell-like laughter, which made Lu Shi blush and he stammered, not knowing what to say.
Pushing open the door, the steam rising from his mouth swelled in the cold wind, and Ning Que felt like a walking chimney. Passing by his neighbor's house, he suddenly spotted a persimmon hanging from the eaves. Its vibrant red hue shone brightly against the dull winter scenery, and if it weren't for its color, Ning Que might have simply ignored it.
The rope hanging the persimmons was very short, about as wide as a palm, and the persimmons hung there heavily, not moving at all.
When Ning Que moved his legs back to the door of Mr. Wu's house, he also found a shriveled persimmon under the eaves. The outside was covered with a layer of dust and a layer of green mold. Because the color was too dark, Ning Que did not notice it.
"What are you doing?" Grandma Wu was carrying a basin of dried bamboo shoots to dry in the sun when she saw Ning Que standing at the door.
"No, no!" Ning Que waved his hand and prepared to leave.
Grandma Wu placed the basin in the sun, then walked out and looked up, following Ning Que's gaze. "Oh, oh, oh, it's time to change this. I almost forgot."
"Old man, bring a new one and replace the one at the door."
Ning Que squatted at the door and saw Old Man Wu take out a small black box and take out a red persimmon from it. The persimmon was redder than the one in the neighbor's house. The outside was crystal clear as if it was wrapped in a layer of ice, which reminded people of the candied haws sold in the streets.
Then he took out a small bag of flour from his pocket and rubbed the persimmon with it. Then he took out a red rope and a pole from behind the door, took down the persimmon and replaced it with a new one.
Old Master Wu saw Ning Que still standing at the door and urged her to leave, "Go away, what are you doing blocking the door?"
Ning Que said to the inside, "Aunt, Yongyong has woken up, please take care of him."
"Okay, the custard is still warm on the stove."
The low houses are located on layers of flat ground. Looking down, the houses are neatly arranged one by one. Below them are empty rice fields with a faint shimmer of water. The vegetable fields next to them are still full of green, and the trembling young leaves add a bit of spring atmosphere to the winter.
The mountains in the distance are endless, with large patches of brown and black mixed with the original color of the land, with only a few spots of green mixed in.
Ning Que then noticed a patch of dense green on the right that stood out against the bare mountain, and decided to go take a look.
Walking down the stone steps and through the vegetable fields, Ning Que arrived at the entrance. There were stone doors half a person's height, each one engraved with traces of time and various strange-shaped pictures.
The grass beneath the two stone pillars grew half a man's height, each blade extremely dense and fine, and exuding a rich, refreshing fragrance, like mint candy. Ning Que, for some unknown reason, tried to pull a few blades off, but ended up scratching his hand. A drop of blood dripped onto the blade, running down the stem and onto the ground. At that moment, the roots of the grass began to tremble violently.
The players behind were following Ning Que not far behind, and when they saw it stop there, they also stopped.
Ning Que carefully parted the grass roots and discovered something the size of a grain of rice clinging to them. Her snow-white skin blended perfectly with the grass roots. She pinched her cut hard, and a few drops of blood dripped out. Something on the grass roots immediately surged up, covering the blood, and then burrowed into the ground.
"Hey, Honghong, do you want to eat it?"
Honghong ate one tentatively, and after hearing the sound of juice bursting, she spat it out with a "Puh".
Ning Que shook his head regretfully, as if there was shit on a 100-yuan note. Because of this piece of shit, it was not right to take it, but it would be a pain not to take it.
After Yu Zixi and the others watched Ning Que's back disappear into the increasingly dense grass and bushes, she stood up and said, "She must be a player. She was there with us at the beginning."
After Yuan Ye replaced the bullets in his gun, he looked in that direction and said, "Not necessarily. What if the master doesn't make arrangements? Have you ever seen a player get so familiar with the characters in the dungeon?"
Yanan shook her head. "Not necessarily. What if she used some props or something, or if this was her second time entering this dungeon? These possibilities are all possible."
Yuan Ye took out a pair of glasses and put them on his nose. "I'm more inclined to the latter, but I hope her mission doesn't conflict with ours. Where is the bride?"
The Earl twitched his nose and said, "There's a smell of blood in that direction. Everyone, be careful."
"Are you talking about me?" A voice suddenly sounded behind them, startling them.
Yanan found a small recorder on a bush behind them, playing a repeating sound mechanically. "Are you talking about me?"
Yuan Ye put away the recorder. "We've been discovered. Let's go back quickly! Let's see if Lu Shi has collected any useful information."
After they left, Ning Que came out from inside, pulled off the fallen leaves on his head, and went back in.
The bushes became denser and taller, and it felt like walking in a primeval forest. But after walking for a while, the bushes became shorter again, and some open land appeared in front of them.
Oh yeah, it’s here so soon!
wrong!
Ning Que looked at the people drying food in the open space not far away, "This, this, a paradise?"
"Auntie, where is this place?" Ning Que asked cautiously after moving closer.
The old lady tugged at her bright red pajamas and looked at Ning Que as if he were a fool. Suddenly, she became nervous again, and the wrinkles on her face began to tremble. "Where are you from? Why haven't I seen you before? Who's your family?"
Ning Que saw that she was about to call for someone to beat her up, so he directly called out Old Man Wu's name.
The old lady finally calmed down. She picked up the rake beside her and spread the beans a little, letting the sun bathe them fully. Her tone also began to relax. "Oh, oh, niece of Mr. Wu. Why are you here?"
Ning Que thought about the conflict between his mission and the other players, so he shamelessly started spreading rumors, "Oh, oh, oh, I followed those newcomers, but then they walked too fast and I couldn't keep up, so I just wandered around here.
By the way, Auntie, I just arrived and I don’t know the way. Can you give me some directions?
The aunt pointed in the direction and said, "It's okay. If you get lost in the village in the future, tell us your uncle's name and everyone will help you get back."
Ning Que: I feel like a thing for some reason...
So when she was about to leave, she was suddenly stopped by the aunt, "Hey, since you're one of us, I'm telling you, be careful when you pass by Dongzi's house. Tsk tsk tsk tsk, his house..."
Then the old lady went back into the house, shaking her head, the expression on her face hard to describe. Ning Que glanced in the direction of Dongzi's house and silently asked all the way home.
When she returned to the door of her house, she looked up at the red tomatoes above her head and suddenly found an unfamiliar couple in the yard. The woman had very delicate eyebrows and eyes, and her eyes seemed to be filled with a pool of water. She had slightly dark skin and was wearing a black and blue tie-dyed dress, looking like a mountain girl.
The other one was wearing a leather jacket with frayed cuffs and collar, and a pair of black cloth shoes on his feet. His facial features were straight and he looked righteous.
He saw Ning Que's eyes light up and asked Old Master Wu, "This..."
Dandan suddenly rushed out of the room, hugged Ning Que's legs, and said in a baby voice, "Mom!"
The man's expression suddenly became lonely.
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