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Jiang Muqiu and Luo Bofeng read a book and watched people, and more than an hour passed quickly.

In fact, to be honest, props such as healing watches are basically tasteless to ordinary players, and it is a pity that they are useless and discarded.After all, the injuries received in the game level will not be brought to the safe house, and the situation in the game level is changing rapidly, and there is not so much time to spend life to recover blood.

Therefore, 0561 is just a favor.As for taking away all Jiang Muqiu's points, I originally wanted to tease him, but later I found it interesting, so I simply accepted it.For 0561, the process of the game, the fun, is much more important than the result.

Luo Bofeng's injuries are almost recovered, and the broken ribs have been repaired, but the long scar on his stomach has not scabbed off so quickly, so he needs to pay more attention, so as not to cause the wound to open again due to a little carelessness.

After confirming that Luo Bofeng's physical condition was fine, the two embarked on the journey of working for Lord Death.

"Ding dong, Lord Reaper assigned you to enter the Twilight Hotel, with morning bells and evening drums, dead blood without name."

"Seven days and seven nights, seven people in seven houses, and there is a ghost among you, can you find him?"

When the system voice ended, Jiang Muqiu and Luo Bofeng had already changed their clothes and stood in a dilapidated hotel, although the glasses on the bridge of their noses were still there.

The hotel as a whole looks a bit old and in disrepair. It is full of wood, and the jumping candlelight makes the whole corner look vague, as if a ferocious beast will jump out at any time.After careful identification, I saw several sets of folded gowns in the corner.

The entire hotel looks like it should have two floors, the first floor is the entrance hall, dining room and kitchen, and the second floor should be a serious bedroom if there is no accident.

Jiang Muqiu looked at the dark gown that had been washed white, and then pulled the black hood on his head, so that the darkness covered his eyebrows and eyes, leaving only a white and delicate chin, and sighed faintly.

"Why are you sighing?" Luo Bofeng was wearing an indigo blue gown, paired with glasses with silver tassels, inexplicably giving off a coquettish look. One word, "a beast in clothes", couldn't be more appropriate.

Jiang Muqiu glanced sideways at Luo Bofeng, and said with a little melancholy: "Tell me, is it just this cloak, with the words 'this is a ghost' written on it?"

Luo Bofeng chuckled, looked Jiang Muqiu up and down pretendingly, and then said with a smile: "Hmm...it seems to be writing something,

Jiang Muqiu rolled his eyes silently under the cover of the hood, "Don't be poor, by the way, don't remind us of anything, do you want us to hide our identity as a ghost?"

"It should be, so we won't let us release the water?" Luo Bofeng said.

"Hmm... Those people failed in their missions, and they can catch a few people to work. It's really a profitable business." Jiang Muqiu pondered.

"Do you have any ideas?" Luo Bofeng asked softly.

Just as Jiang Muqiu was about to say something, he heard a knock on the door. His eyes turned around the entire hotel, and he stared at the counter that he could see at the first sight when entering the door. The corners of his mouth slowly curled up, "While sitting , I will open the door."

There is a guest registration form with yellowed paper on the counter, which looks quite old.Luo Bofeng glanced at it, chose a seat at random and sat down clearly, waiting for what would happen next.

On the foggy path, the two walked nervously.As the sky gradually darkened, the fog seemed to become thicker.

"Isn't this too infiltrating? You can't see anything in front of you. There must be something unclean hidden in the fog, right?" The fat man stared at the dense fog in front of him without blinking, like this It will be of any help to the immediate predicament.

"Can you stop talking, don't you know that you have the crow's mouth attribute?" The handsome man frowned and said, almost violently punching his companion, "You forgot the female monster and the last level?" Did you go to the ghost baby from the previous level?"

The chubby man quickly covered his mouth, his voice leaked from between his fingers, and he said in a low voice, "I was wrong, I shut up, I won't speak anymore."

The two walked forward for a while, and finally saw a light in the fog.

"This... this is..." The fat man stared at the light that suddenly appeared in his field of vision with his eyes wide open, his voice trembling slightly.

Hearing the words, the handsome man quickly glared at the fat man.

The fat man understood and quickly covered his mouth.

"Anyway, that's the only thing that makes a difference in the fog. It should guide us out of the fog. After all, the serious content of this level can't be to keep us walking in the fog, right?" The handsome man frowned slightly. pondered.

The slightly chubby man seemed to be reassured by the handsome man's words, "You're right, buddy, listen to you, let's go that way."

The handsome man nodded, looked up at the light,

The two walked along the path for a while, and then they saw a dilapidated hotel. The wooden signboard looked weather-beaten, and the words written on it could only be vaguely recognized, "Twilight Hotel".

The light that the two of them saw before was a candle hanging in the corner of the second floor of the hotel. The lampshade outside had already turned dark, making the fire look extraordinarily hazy.

The handsome man and the slightly fat man exchanged glances, walked forward and knocked on the closed door in front of them.

A moment later, the door was opened. In front of the door stood a man half covered by a cloak. He was tall and slender, with only a delicate chin and full lips exposed. His voice was cool, as if carrying mist from the abyss. "You two, do you want to stay at the hotel?"

The person in front of him looked like a young man with red lips and white teeth. Although he couldn't see the whole picture clearly, his whole body had a very mysterious temperament. Perhaps the way of questioning was too straightforward and indifferent, as if it didn't matter if they couldn't live, so he was directly arrested by the door. The other two are defined as NPCs.

"Yes." The handsome man replied.

The man in black nodded slightly, "Then, please come in, two guests." As he said that, the man in black turned sideways to make a gap for one person to pass through.

The handsome man and the slightly fat man looked at each other, and walked in first. When passing by the man in black robe, he subconsciously looked at his face, and his gaze went straight into his eyes, startled by the thick fog inside. He hurriedly dodged and walked in quickly.

The corner of the black-robed man's mouth raised a smile that was not a smile, and he looked at the fat man who was still standing outside the door, his meaning was very clear.

The chubby man hesitated for a moment, and walked in the door without daring to look around.

After both of them went in, the black-robed man closed the wooden door of the inn again, and with a sound of "Peng", ripples were startled in the hearts of the people in the inn.

The man in black turned around and walked in, returned to the back of the counter, and said to the two people who were still standing there stupidly: "Please sit down next to the two guests, please wait a while, we still have to wait for someone."

The two of them hesitated a bit, but they both came in, and there was no other way to do it. They just walked in according to the words. At this moment, they found that there was already a person sitting inside, dressed a little weirdly, could it be...?

Before the two could come up with anything, they heard the cold voice of the man in black again, "Please find the clothes in the corner and put them on yourself. This is the rule of our hotel."

"Huh? You have to wear specific clothes to stay in a hotel?" The slightly fat man felt a little unbelievable.

handsome man frowns

"Is this guest trying to violate the rules?" The black-robed man's voice was a little colder than before, and it sounded like he had been immersed in ice water.

Before the chubby man opened his mouth to defend himself, a butterfly blade with a cold light brushed past his face and nailed it to the wooden table, emitting a cold light.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, this is definitely a misunderstanding, I'll wear it right away!" The slightly fat man said immediately, fearing that when the next butterfly blade flew over, it would be his head that would be pierced.After finishing speaking, he quickly grabbed the handsome man's arm and walked towards the corner where the clothes were kept.

"Bring back my things, thank you." The black-robed man said coolly, without the slightest hint of real gratitude.

Upon hearing this sentence, the two people heading to the corner subconsciously paused, only to see that the person sitting on the stool stood up, pulled the butterfly blade out of the wooden table, passed the two of them, and walked towards The man in black.

When the man passed by the two of them, he heard the delicate man thank you in a low voice, and he didn't even cause a slight stagnation in his figure.

The man walked up to the counter, put the butterfly blade in his hand on the counter, and exchanged glances with the man in black with a smile in his eyes.

The man in black nodded slightly, but did not speak.

The man raised his mouth, returned to the previous seat and sat down, his face was expressionless when he sat down.

After the two put their gowns on, they chose to sit down at the table next to the previous person, as if this would reduce their anxiety.

"Hey, brother, what's going on?" The slightly fat man glanced at the counter, then looked sideways at the man at the next table.

The man put his finger to his mouth and made a silent gesture without saying a word.

The slightly chubby man immediately covered his mouth, nodded as if suddenly realizing something, turned his face away, and sat upright, pretending that nothing happened just now.

The handsome man glanced at the fat man, and then at the people at the next table, his eyes thoughtful.

Not long after, the door of the hotel was knocked again. The man in black walked over to open the door and said the same thing as before. This time, two middle-aged people came in, a man and a woman.

"Guests, please wait a moment, we have to wait for one person." The man in black said.

Everyone in the hotel looked at each other in blank dismay, and no one dared to act rashly. The real reason was that the system hadn't released the main quest so far, which seemed to just confirm what the black-robed man said, and they had to wait for someone.