I am a god in the escape game by drawing cards

Chapter 81
Fang Muge directly chose [No].

Participate in the ghost story talk once and complete the task. There is no need to go in to find excitement.

"Hello, I want a pack of Yellow Crane Tower cigarettes." A deep voice came.

Fang Muge looked up, and there was a man in black standing in front of the counter, his face was hidden under the hood and he could not see clearly.

This guy is kind of weird...

Fang Muge quickly looked to both sides of the street. The street, which was noisy from time to time, suddenly became extremely quiet. Occasionally passing by on the street were vain shadows that didn't touch the ground.

"Hi, I want a pack of Yellow Crane Tower cigarettes." The man in black spoke again, his tone a little impatient.

Fang Muge looked at the cigarette storage area again, and was shocked to find that all the normal commodities had turned into paper-made items.

Not only that, even the cash register has become paper-made, and the clerk on the same night shift has also become a paper-made person.

She was the only living person left in the shop...

"I said, I want a pack of Yellow Crane Tower cigarettes!" The black-clothed ghost who had been ignored many times stretched out his claws to support the counter, and shouted at Fang Muge angrily.

Fang Muge silently looked at the ghost in black again.

Obviously the cigarette storage area was closer to this ghost, but instead of getting the cigarettes himself, he urged her to get them many times. There must be a trap.

What happens when the living touches the dead?

After thinking about it, Fang Muge summoned [Brutal Vulture].

Sure enough, the fresh vulture became only a skeleton, obviously dead.

"I'll say it one last time, I want a pack of Yellow Crane Tower cigarettes!" said the ghost in black sadly.

The paper shop clerk who was arranging the shelves at the side seemed to be unable to hear or see the movement here, and was indifferent.

Fang Muge looked at the skeleton vulture, signaling it to bring cigarettes to the guests.

The skeleton vulture obeyed the order and grabbed a box of Yellow Crane Tower and handed it to the ghost in black.

"How much?" A pair of red eyes flashed from under the hat of the ghost in black, staring straight at Fang Muge.

Fang Muge made a gesture of thirty.

Seeing that Fang Muge wasn't fooled at all, the black-clothed ghost angrily threw down thirty banknotes.

The moment he was about to float out the door, the ghost in black turned his head to look at Fang Muge, and said in an unclear way:
"It's really weird. You can smell the smell of living people in this store, but why can't you catch them?"

Hearing what the black-clothed ghost said, all the ghosts who were wandering on the street turned their heads to look at the convenience store.

Even the paper shop clerk who had been arranging the shelves turned his head to look at Fang Muge, his eyes were full of malice.

Fang Muge supplemented the fourth rule of this dungeon with a blank face:

④ Living people work in the world of ghosts, it is best not to leave traces that can prove that they are living people.

For example, when the ghost in black asked her to take a cigarette, if she really touched the paper-wrapped cigarette with her hand, there would definitely be a breath of life left on it.

For another example, when the ghost in black asked her how much the cigarettes cost, if she opened her mouth to answer, the breath of a living person would still be revealed.

In this way, the ghost in black can eat her logically.

And she doesn't touch or speak indiscriminately, and doesn't destroy the existing state, so she can always maintain the chaos of the handover between humans and ghosts.

Even if these ghosts smelled the breath of life on her body, they couldn't do anything to her.

After thinking about it, Fang Muge began to stand in a military posture with a smile on his face, and handed over all the delivery and cashier to the skeleton vulture.

After the black-clothed ghost spoke, the lonely wild ghosts on the street rushed into the convenience store, trying every means to ask Fang Muge to speak and get the goods.

But Fang Muge turned a deaf ear, pretending that she was a janitor doll, and that the skeleton vulture was the real clerk.

After all the ghosts returned disappointed, the paper shop clerk who had been arranging the shelves came over:
"Let's change places, you go to organize the shelves, and I'll take care of the cash."

Fang Muge smiled and shook his head at the paper tie shop clerk, and the skeleton vulture sitting on top of Fang Muge's head also shook his head.

The paper shop clerk tried all kinds of methods, but failed to force Fang Muge to foul, so he had to walk away with gloomy eyes.

At last the long night passed, and the sun rose above the horizon.

Looking at the convenience store where everything returned to normal, Fang Muge breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly moved his feet that had been standing all night.

Seeing Fang Muge's stiff look, the clerk who came to change shifts smiled: "Even if it's the first night shift, it shouldn't be so exaggerated, right?"

Fang Muge showed a stiff smile, and moved towards the opposite Taohuayuan community at a speed comparable to that of a turtle.

Entering the community, Fang Muge's feet finally regained their flexibility.

The mobile phone in his pocket was vibrating non-stop, Fang Muge took out the mobile phone and looked, there was new news from "Unit 8-1, Unit [-], District C, Taoyuan Garden".

Motorcycles and Spirits: "Who Came Into My Room Yesterday?"

Motorcycles and Spirits: "My 2 yuan is gone!"

Locomotives and Spirits: "The ancestral ghost paper has also been moved!"

Blessed are those who are fleshy: "It's not me."

Locomotives and Spirits: "@一个红心向国家, did you do it?"

Locomotive and Spirits: "You can't understand me, you can come face to face, what kind of skill is stealing?"

Motorcycles and Spirits: "Call the police."

A red heart to the motherland: "Please show evidence, or I will sue you for defamation."

Agent: "Tenants, please pay attention. It is best not to leave the shared room today. I will come to the house with the landlord and the police in a while."

Only the fleshy ones are blessed: "Why can't you leave the shared room? May I ask what happened?"

A red heart to the motherland: "Yesterday you rented a house, didn't you see the bald body in the E room?"

Only those who are fleshy are blessed: "What corpse? No..."

Locomotive and Spirits: "@一个红心向母国, you killed someone and threw your body in a shared apartment?"

A red heart to the motherland: "Oh, the thief calls for the thief."

Agent: "Please don't make random guesses, and wait patiently for me and the police to come to your door."

Agent: "@圆圆, please call back."

Only the fleshy ones are lucky: "She seems to be dead... I just called the police."

intermediary:"……"

Agent: "I shouldn't have taken over this house in the first place. There was an accident five years ago, and now there are successive homicides."

Blessed are those who are fleshy: "What happened five years ago?"

Intermediary: "Don't panic, don't guess wildly, the police and I will be there soon."

Blessed are those who are fleshy: "I can't help but panic when you say that..."

Seeing this, Fang Muge put down his phone, moved his body, and waited for the agent and the police.

Soon, a large group of people such as Fang Muge arrived.

"Didn't I tell you not to go out?" The intermediary brother said dissatisfied.

Fang Muge replied with an innocent face: "I just got off the night shift and haven't gone back yet."

Afterwards, Fang Muge looked at the convenience store owner beside him and asked, "Boss, are you going to tear down the wall?"

The convenience store owner nodded: "After I contacted the police yesterday, the police collected evidence from various sources and found that the previous intermediary was indeed very suspicious."

Police officer Xiao Wang answered with a complicated expression: "Old Li ran away yesterday, and he hasn't found anyone yet. Most of your guesses are true."

Fang Muge nodded, and silently followed behind them.

In the shared room, Yanli and Ji Wang were both anxious and impatient, waiting for the police to come to their door.

(End of this chapter)